Chapter 340 (1/2)
In the end, count Louis couldn't look down and took away the troublemaker.
A colorful storm eliminates the invisible.
The old man looked at all kinds of things, but he could not help but asked in a low voice, ”are you really interested in count van drow?”
”What do you think?”
The answer is ambiguous.
”Pa --”
the luxurious and heavy walking stick is leaning on the ground.
”No way.”
The old count had a serious face.
”Why?” Lin Lang asked curiously.
So the old count of Louis put his heart and soul into Linlang's ”horror”.
The youngest Earl of Parliament, the spiritual leader in power, and the Queen's most trusted confidant, all of these titles are too frightening and valuable to fall on a young man.
Now nearly two-thirds of the members of the house of Lords are basically his supporters.
”You can rest assured that I will be on guard.”
Lin Lang promised well on the surface. She turned her head and tried to tease people. Oh, no, it's a vampire.
She supported the mahogany chair handle with one hand, leaning slightly, legs overlapping, a lazy posture. The thick dark black velvet curtains were opened, and the warm afternoon sun seemed to be attached to Venus' feet, and the golden frills inlaid with rice pearls showed extraordinary gorgeous beauty due to the light.
For high-level vampires, especially the third-generation vampires with extraordinary ability, they are not afraid of the sun, but compared with the dark, light is always a topic they don't like.
I don't know what the evil taste is. These brothers are not only happy to please human girls, but also pretend to like the sun. So the windows in the castle which have been closed for hundreds of years are re ventilated, and the natural light also dispels the rotten smell.
”Sand and sand -”
the long and thin nib of the pen skimmed over the sheepskin book in an orderly way.
Across a desk, the man's sitting posture is straight and upright, his hair is combed meticulously, his cuffs are slightly folded, showing his slender and powerful wrist.
The snow-white goose quill pen moves gracefully on the decorated parchment book, which is similar to the neat and exquisite handwriting of Italian style. With the tiny, shimmering dust floating in the air, the man's skin is like a desolate jade, close to the translucent state, which makes his deep ice blue pupil more and more dark.
”My dear brother, are you angry?” Lin Lang's fingers tapped on the table.
”Shua --”
after the other party's writing, he raised his head and made an inquiry with great politeness.
”Now it's going crazy all over Parliament.” As the main culprit, the woman shrugged her shoulders innocently. ”She said that I was your little lover in the castle. Because of the conflict, my girl friend, who had a clear love and hate, turned to the old count Louis in a fit of anger to fight against you.”
It has been a month since Lin Lang entered Westminster for the first time. Within this month, she has been promoted to public enemy of women.
People believe in this fact - beautiful men and women must have a leg!
Or they're going to jump the Thames together!
”It's just gossip.” A vampire is very calm.
Lin Lang pursed her lips and laughed, and suddenly raised another topic.
”Brother, count Louis has sent some dresses. What if my sister's brooch is not enough?”
She rubbed her temples in mock distress.
”I have some diamond, gold, ivory Brooch here. You can take it if you want.”
”Brother, I went to Princess Andrea's bedroom the day before yesterday. She has a beautiful angel jewelry box.”
”Angel Jewelry Box?” He wrung his eyebrows slightly, and the vampire has an instinctive resistance to light creatures and says, ”what about the Greek style Enamel Jewelry Box? I'll have it delivered. ”
”Brother, my sister's crystal coffin is a little old, and I can't sleep well.”
”What would you like to change? relief? Ivory? ”
”You do.”
“……”
The count watched her in silence.
”Why do you look like a little old man? It's not fun at all. ” Lin Lang stood up and leaned over the polished corner of the table with both hands. The dark green lace bow tied by the lace collar fell gently, leaving only one centimeter of distance between the two noses.
She looked straight at people, ”don't you want to sit down on this scandal?”
Two thin purplish lips have a natural upward curve, like a sweet ripe cherry, a smile when showing milk like neat teeth.
The man's eyes are still, calm and rational stay in her eyes, spit out two cold words.
”I don't want to.”
Trouble, there's no dictionary for him.”Tut, what a heartless little fellow --”
taking advantage of people's unprepared, she suddenly hit the man's forehead with a hard force.
”My sister will not play with you if you find someone else.”
Her graceful figure disappeared behind the door.
Van drow looked at the door for a long time, then took out his handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his forehead, and threw it into the garbage can.
The red door was knocked again.
”Come in.”
Van drow changed a piece of parchment.
What came in was a handsome and tall young man, dressed in the most popular men's riding clothes and riding boots up to the knee, which added a bit of hard and heroic spirit.
”Torredo?” Van drow was a little surprised.