Chapter 767 How Attractive an English Gentleman Is

Chapter 767 How Attractive an English Gentleman Is

Li Qiao swallowed her throat, surprise hidden in her eyes.

This Princess Margaery wears a high-tailored long dress with a black lady's suit, and her sitting posture seems to be a model of etiquette for a famous lady.

As long as she doesn't speak, she is the honorable Princess Margaery.

Once she opened her mouth to speak, she instantly fell off the altar and became Xiaoli, the head of the village...

Indeed, there is a lot of duplicity.

Xi Luo took Li Qiao to the seat, took two teacups and straightened them up. When she picked up the teapot, she frowned and muttered, "I've told you hundreds of times, don't point the spout at people, it's impolite."

Margery blinked her blue eyes, curled her lips nonchalantly, "Who made you insist on sitting opposite the spout, you blame me?"

Li Qiao leaned on the back of her chair and looked at the ceiling. This is a real best friend, and it's time to stamp it.

Xi Luo looked at Margaery, cleared her throat and introduced, "Li Qiao, you met last night."

Margaery tilted her head to look at Li Qiao, her slender eyelashes trembled twice, "Hi, sister, nice to meet you."

"They're all on my own, talk to me well." Xi Luo raised her eyebrows in disgust.

Margery glanced at her, ignored her, leaned forward and looked straight at Li Qiao, "Are you one of us?"

Xi Luo: "..."

This guy is not only duplicity, but also fucking stupid.

She wiped her face, leaned over and bumped Li Qiao with her shoulder, "Don't mind, foreigners are like this, they don't have a brain groove, a single tendon..."

Li Qiao pretended to drink tea, using the rim of the cup to cover her raised mouth.

This Princess Margaery is really different.

After a while, Margaret pushed aside the two bodyguards outside the screen to serve the pastries. After they had gone far away, she leaned back in the chair without any image, twisted her stiff neck, and said in a British accent: "Every day Holding airs, exhausted."

Xi Luo said sarcastic words from the side, "Who made you a princess or a future duchess, that's awesome."

future duchess...

With a faint smile on Li Qiao's lips, she looked at Margaery nonchalantly, waiting for her reaction.

At this moment, Margaret leaned back on the soft chair with no image, pouted and complained in English, "If there is something wrong, don't ask me, and arrange a marriage for me for no reason. I didn't promise to be a duchess."

Xi Luo touched the diamond studs on her ears, and said with a smile: "Then you still dance with Charman? It's a concubine's love, I thought you two had secretly communicated the song."

Xi Luo specially said the last idiom in Chinese.

Margaret was stunned for two seconds, stretched out her leg and kicked Xi Luo under the table, "Are you disgusting, who would secretly communicate with a mechanical arm. If I don't dance with him, not only will I lose face of the royal family, It will also prevent the Duke from stepping down, so I can only use my tricks. Besides...the British gentleman is so charming, and Charman is not my type."

The robotic arm... is apt.

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her smile deepened, "It was announced at the banquet last night..."

"Speak Mandarin." Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, Margaret caught sight of two bodyguards returning with trays, interrupted her quickly, and held up the graceful posture of a princess.

Xi Luo pursed her lips and chuckled, and explained in a low voice: "She is surrounded by Weston's eyeliner, which shows how important it is to learn a foreign language."

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead, her affection for Margaery soared several levels again.

What a multi-faceted princess.

The two bodyguards placed exquisite western-style pastries on the table, and then went to stand guard outside the screen.

Margaery sighed silently, and pushed the pastry in front of Li Qiao, "You mean to say that the wedding news was announced last night, so there is no room for change?"

Xi Luo picked up a piece of muffin and brought it to her mouth, vaguely correcting her wording, "Zhuanyuan! It's not Yuanzhuan."

Li Qiao bent her lips, watched them bickering with a smile, and said softly, "That's what it means."

Margaery shrugged, "Anyway... I haven't figured out a countermeasure for the time being. I'll take it one step at a time. At worst, I will push my sister into marriage."

Li Qiaodi was speechless several times: "..."

Xi Luo nodded in agreement, "It's really a good way to betray my sister."

As if afraid of Li Qiao's misunderstanding, she turned her head and added: "Sisters of the same father and mother, the two had enmity in their previous life."

Understood.

Margaery didn't want to get married, so she would try to transfer the marriage to someone else.

In the final analysis, Challman will still have a close relationship with the second crown prince.

Li Qiao was quiet for a moment, then said something astonishingly thoughtful, "Do you have any non-royal sisters that you can betray?"

Margery bit a piece of puff and looked at Li Qiao, seemingly stunned.

And Xi Luo licked the corners of her mouth with eyes full of eyes, and before she spoke, Margery held the puff in her mouth, pointed to the other side and nodded solemnly, "Yes, she, Miranda."

Xi Luo: "..."

Go fuck good sisters.

Li Qiao pursed her smile and looked at Xi Luo quietly, "She can't."

Margaery asked very seriously, "Are you older?"

Xi Luo pushes back her chair as if to leave, otherwise she won't be able to resist splashing tea on her face.

Li Qiao stretched out her hand to hold down Xi Luo, and smoothed things over with a smile, "It's not that she's old, she deserves better."

Xi Luo felt relieved, she sat down again with her lips pursed, and gave Margaery a sideways look, "Do you believe that I will tip off your bodyguard?"

The three chatted and laughed a few more times, and finally Li Qiao bluntly stated her purpose.

Charman cannot marry the royal family.

Margaery agreed with her idea, "Let me think about who I have a bad relationship with..."

Xi Luo took a sip of tea indifferently, and knocked on the table with her knuckles, "Tell us when you think about it, and leave first."

Margaret didn't want to keep her. She looked around but couldn't find a suitable container, so she directly picked up a porcelain plate full of pastries and handed it to Li Qiao, "Sister, when we meet for the first time, we should be polite and affectionate."

Just like that, Li Qiao walked out of the private tea room expressionlessly holding Princess Margaret's heart in her arms.

Xi Luo laughed uncontrollably behind her, occasionally reaching out to grab a piece of pastry and stuffing it into her mouth.

When they got into the car, there was only an empty plate left in Li Qiao's hand.

She looked at the window button, wondering if she should throw it away now or on the way.

Xi Luo understood her intentions, raised her legs, and said slowly, "That's imperial porcelain handed down from the imperial family of the British Emperor. Let alone a hundred years of history, it's hard to buy."

Li Qiao looked away, and stuffed the plate into the storage bag behind the seat.

Xi Luo looked at her with relief, "It's not stupid."

Li Qiao leaned on the headrest and squinted at her, "You came to Yingdi this time to help me?"

The friendship between her and Xi Luo is no better than that of the seven sons, and it has been more like a casual acquaintance for a long time.

But for Emperor Ying and his party, Xi Luo gave her so many surprises that Li Qiao had the desire to explore.

The Xi Luo in my impression is not a warm-hearted woman.

See you at 0:00.