Chapter 756 You Can Report to the House of Nobility

Chapter 756 You can report to the House of Nobility

Xi Luo nodded and smiled, then turned to look at the few people coming in front of her, she lifted her skirt and came forward, her eyes were bright, "I've seen you... the Marquis of Lawrence."

She elongated her tone, and changed her name deliberately, with a strong sense of ridicule.

As alert as Li Qiao, sensing her abnormality, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Shang Yu lowered his eyebrows, looked at Xi Luo's shrewd expression, and responded indifferently.

Gu Chen, who was on the sidelines, took a step away, for fear that Xi Luo would harm his innocent pond fish.

The man in front of him is not only the newly succeeded Marquis Lawrence, but also the godfather of the most powerful Black Hawk in Ida State, and he is also inextricably linked with the International Club.

Can you be reliable as a layman?

It was probably Shang Yu's first time attending a banquet as Marquis Lawrence. Most of the guests around him looked at him carefully, but there were very few chatterers.

At this time, Feng Yi came from the left side wearing a gorgeous tuxedo. He glanced at the Marquis medal on the neckline of Shang Yu's suit, gave a gentleman's salute, and joked with a smile: "You are the Marquis when you appear on the stage. How can you embarrass other nobles?"

Shang Yu embraced Li Qiao, which was different from the handshake ceremony of noble ladies and gentlemen. His black eyes, as deep as thick ink, stared at Feng Yi, and his thin lips turned slightly, "It's their fault that they don't have a good wife."

Inexplicably praised, Li Qiao accepted the compliment calmly with bent lips.

Feng Yi was forced to stuff a mouthful of dog food, and gave the man a sideways look, as if to say: You are the only one who has a woman, right?

Soon, most of the invited guests arrived at the manor one after another.

Looking around, there are no less than a hundred people in pairs.

Yin Zhihong, the current butler of the Duke of Charlemagne's mansion, dressed in standard aristocratic butler attire, and led the welcome team out of the castle.

Li Qiao looked at him non-stop through the shadowy crowd. No wonder Yin Mo has both Eastern and Western looks, and Yin Zhihong seems to have Western blood.

He saluted everyone and said a few polite words, then moved out of the way and invited everyone to visit the castle.

As Gu Chen said, when you step into the castle, you have to go through a security check, which is as strict as the congressional scene.

Firearms or knives are handed in one by one, and even mobile phones have to be scanned by the detector.

All accompanying bodyguards need to wait outside and are not allowed to enter.

When Li Qiao entered the castle, she noticed a disturbed noise coming from the communicator.

It is obviously a signal shielding technology.

After the security check was over, twenty minutes had passed.

The interior of the castle is magnificent, and stone carving art can be seen everywhere. There is also a vertical humanoid statue under the fan-shaped window in front of the hall.

Li Qiao looked around for a few times, and just as she was about to look away, she saw several figures walking slowly from the stairs on both sides of the statue.

Xiao Yehui was in front, Ming Dailan and Xiao Yeyan were behind, and there were many royal knights on both sides, but the little daughter was missing.

In the hall, both nobles and senior officials saluted one after another, which is a symbol of respect for status, "Your Excellency, Duke Charmain, Mrs. Charmain."

Li Qiao and Shang Yu watched calmly.

Ming Dailan wore the most gorgeous European-style court clothes and enjoyed the supreme glory. For a moment, Li Qiao suddenly understood why she married the Duke's mansion for the second time.

Shang Zonghai said that Ming Dailan has great ambitions because of her beauty. Compared with the famous wife of Parma, receiving such top courtesies in the western world will indeed generate a high degree of vanity.

At this time, Xiao Yehui was wearing a Duke's red velvet costume with a golden ribbon hanging from his chest. He walked up to the people and looked around at the crowd, smiling softly, "Thank you, colleagues, for coming to the dinner at the manor. It's a great honor."

"Your Excellency the Duke is too polite."

Xiao Yehui looked at the densely packed noble guests, exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and then ordered someone to show everyone around.

From the beginning to the end, he kept his eyes straight, and he didn't make any eye contact with the fifth son, as if he hadn't seen each other.

...

A dinner party in the upper class is nothing more than a vanity fair where people grapple with each other.

As the guests dispersed to visit, many people also came to chat with Xiao Yehui.

Li Qiao glanced at the time vaguely, and when she raised her head, two people in front of her slowly came into view.

"Lawrence?" Mrs. Xiao looked at the badge on Shang Yu's chest, and looked away with just one glance. "It's rare that you bought an identity with great pains. The House of Nobles probably hasn't found it yet."

Li Qiao turned her head to look at Shang Yu, and quietly took his hand with her cool palm, giving her silent companionship.

Shang Yu's tender fingertips slowly tightened, he raised his eyes to meet Mrs. Xiao's, and said in a low and calm voice, "You can report to the House of Nobles."

Mrs. Xiao smiled leisurely, with deep irony hidden deep in her eyes, "You are not worthy of the Duke's House to come forward in person."

A cold smile curled up on the man's lips, and he rubbed the back of Li Qiao's hand with his thumb, and he sneered under the respectful words, "I'm sorry for that."

Li Qiao lowered her head and brushed the black gauze over her shoulders, raised her eyebrows and glanced at her without saying a word, a look was enough to attract Madam Xiao's attention.

The two looked at each other, and Mrs. Xiao held her posture and spoke gently, "Little girl, you must know the etiquette and rules when participating in such an occasion. Being too rude will only make people look down on you and Mrs. Lawrence."

Li Qiao nodded with a teachable expression, "You're right, let your son go, but being a stepmother can enjoy the worship of the nobles, they must think highly of you."

Seeing this, Mrs. Xiao smiled instead of anger, and shook her head helplessly, "I thought you were smart enough, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. Xiaoyan, you can chat with the Lawrence couple, I have to entertain other important guests. "

Mrs. Xiao stared deeply at Shang Yu, turned around and went down to the side hall accompanied by the knight.

Xiao Yeyan bowed to salute her back, raised his head again, with a polite smile on his face, "Lauren..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, there was no one in front of him.

Xiao Yeyan's smile froze, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that Shang and Yu had already walked towards the garden in the back hall of the castle.

Really arrogant.

How dare a mere Marquis look down upon the Duke's mansion?

Xiao Yeyan thought of something, his beautiful eyelids narrowed, and the corners of his lips raised meaningfully.

...

In the backyard garden, as dusk fell, floor lamps were lit.

Li Qiao was hanging out with Shang Yu in the courtyard with her skirts up, and bodyguards and patrolling cavaliers could be seen everywhere.

Half an hour before the dinner party started, Xi Luo appeared out of nowhere.

"Marquis, there are two members of the House of Commons who want to communicate with you, to save face?"

She stood behind the two of them with a smile, and gestured her thumbs towards the back twice. Sure enough, there were two middle-aged men with restrained smiles standing not far from the courtyard.

Compared with the House of Lords, the House of Commons is the real power center of the British Imperial Parliament.

Li Qiao looked back at the two congressmen, and glanced at Xi Luo from the corner of her eye, her eyes full of meaning.

Shang Yu cast his gaze sideways, obviously it was just a simple action, but the two congressmen subconsciously bowed their heads with their chests in their hands.