What the hell?

　　 What the hell.

　　 What the hell!

　　 What kind of **** is this unfolding! Go chasing love boldly? Siegfried Nallo asked me to boldly chase love?

　　 Pursuing Miss Emily?

　　 Pursuing his favorite goal in front of him?

　　 Is this any special sexual addiction? Or is it a strategy of pursuing women? Strategy right?

　　 When did France begin to produce a son who can give people his love? For the sake of a night of joy, can't the gentlemen easily pierce their long swords into the chest of their friends? Isn't it all said in the drama?

Is 　　 out of date?

what do I do!

　　 In the dressing room, Zirned stood in front of a large floor-to-ceiling mirror like a walking dead, his eyes dull, his muscles stiff, no one could see that a hurricane of midsummer was blowing in his heart.

　　 Two petite maids pulled his hands apart in front of the mirror, and he hung his head like he was nailed to a cross.

　　 The old tailor pulled a tape to measure his waist and shouted "Take in abdomen", and he raised his broad chest tall.

　　 "Okay, okay, sir, relax and take it easy." The old tailor squinted his eyes and put away the measuring tape, and patted Zirned's straight back. "Is it the first time sir to make a dress?"

　　 "Uh...no."

　　 "Really?" The old tailor sighed clearly, "Anyway, your performance is a bit stiff, and it is easy to cut out unsuitable dresses. For you and me, I think this is a disaster."

"sorry……"

　　 For sophisticated aristocratic etiquette, dress has always been an important prop to express self-cultivation and charm.

　　A nobleman will change multiple sets of dresses in one day, and complement them with different accessories to respond to different needs of the scene.

　　 Take the lady as an example.

When they wake up in the morning, they will take care of their fluffy hair, match with light-colored loose dresses, do not wear a waist, do not wear hats, do not wear accessories, leather bags, usually with cotton socks and flat-bottomed bright-colored small leather shoes, this outfit is for Say hello to family and guests in the most natural and comfortable manner.

　　 Immediately after the morning exercise, they need to tie their hair up and put on black and white bicolor riding clothes, bright collar flowers, pure white gloves and high-barrel riding boots.

　　 Horse riding is the most common morning exercise for ladies. In addition to the flower arrangements, sculptures, and walks, the clothes are different.

After the morning transport, the real day begins. They have to deal with all kinds of supporting skirts and flower-like accessories. Morning tea, lunch, lunch, dinner, and evening tea are not the same. There are only two rigid requirements. It is necessary to tie waist and wear gloves.

　　 Girdle before breakfast can create the most beautiful body curve. Taking off the gloves before a meal is the most important and ritual symbolic movement to divide eating and praying.

　　After the evening tea, the day of socializing is over, and the ladies can finally take off the indestructible waistband to relax their bodies.

　　 They will put their hair down again, put on dark, floor-length evening dresses, with the simplest ornaments and comfortable flat shoes, enjoy a dessert for dinner, greet their sleep in the most restful state, and look forward to a new day.

The dresses of gentlemen and ladies must be much simpler, shirts, waistcoats, trousers, leather shoes, boots and tuxedos, and accessories only include gloves, walking sticks, sabers, wigs, hats, bow ties, ties, brooches, etc. Kind of, but this does not mean that they need to prepare less clothes.

For morning wake-ups, morning transport, two meals, three teas, private conversations, evening conversations, and office work, simple clothing should be cleverly matched according to different occasions and different items. In order to show rigor and calmness, they should not have too obvious changes. In order to show their intentions and refinement, they cannot remain unchanged.

　　 This is the orthodox nobleman.

　　 The etiquette of nobles is not absolute. Generally speaking, the closer they are to the political and cultural centers, the more cumbersome their etiquette will be.

　　 Le Lorraine is naturally a remote country in the back country. As an overseas province where the French seedlings are red-rooted, Martinique has a slightly higher level and is considered a poor country.

Compared with the mainland, the gentlemen and ladies here have simplified many details of the etiquette in life. Zirned only prepared a set of dresses for himself when he was invited. Miss Emily is the daughter of the richest family in Le Lorraine. She specially prepared two sets for today's date.

　　 Regardless of whether it is one set or two sets, they are destined to hate the cumbersome noble etiquette today.

　　The dresses prepared are not enough...

　　 The unscrupulous snickers of the maids who sent them to the guest room to change their clothes deeply stabbed their self-esteem. Siegfried, as always, was gentle and tolerant and closed the piercing gap without leaving a trace.

　　 The guest room unexpectedly prepared brand new dresses for them. In order to prevent the pre-prepared dresses from not fitting properly, Siegfried even prepared them with climactic tailoring on-site modification.

　　 Once again, Zirned deeply felt Siegfried's sparkling nobility.

　　 Does such a person really lie?

　　 Does he follow his request?

　　 Pursuit... Miss Emily?

　　 With extreme anxiety and anxiety, Zirned put on his gown, and seemed to sleepwalk under the sun umbrella where the tea party was laid out.

Acharin still had that kind smile, and stretched out his hand at him from a distance: "The blue really matches you, my friend, if you have this kind of charm, even the most reserved lady will fall into you. Among the handsome, I have no doubt about it."

　　 Zirned nodded dumbly, and the moment he lowered his head, he realized that the maid had prepared a sea-blue bow tie for herself.

　　 "This...too jumpy."

　　 "For people like me who have not joined the army, this color naturally escapes. But you have iron and blood on your body, and your bow tie is like the high concentration of French maritime hegemony. I seem to smell the salty sea breeze."

　　 "You utterly praised it."

　　 "I don't lie," Yacharin smiled and shook his head, "Come on, my friend, ladies always change slowly. We have time to find your most confident posture."

　　 Zirned paused for a moment: "Mr. Narlo, I... I really..."

"Don't doubt, don't hesitate. Miss Emily is the angel bestowed on the earth by the Lord. I love her, but I love my motherland even more." Acharin stretched out her index finger and nodded her lips. "This is what I owe you. You don’t need to have any doubts."

　　 "But you clearly said that you love her, how can I..."

"Are all the soldiers in France twitching like you?" Acharin let out a laugh, "I love her, yes, it is true love. I may only meet a few hundred times in my life, and I regard it as a treasure. . But I did something wrong after all, a rare love and the future of a good soldier? As a child of France, I know what choice I should make."

　　 Hearing the earnest words, Zirned's eyes lit up.

　　 "Sir, do you really think Miss Emily is so important to me? I cherish my feelings with you, and I am worried..."

"You don't understand France." Acharin interrupted his speech softly, "Honor, seniority, the world of France has countless unbreakable barriers, cruelly dividing people into three or six or nine classes. Mr. Captain, yours. Family history will become the biggest flaw in your resume. In fact, it may already be."

　　 "But Miss Emily is not the heir to the title. Even if I marry her, it won't change my life, but will hurt you."

"Marry her?" Acharin frowned in surprise, "As you said, just marrying her won't change anything. But you can become a family member. Once you become a family member, you will become the family of the jazz, the real power of the place. Ordinary aristocrats in France, that will help you bridge the barrier between the common people and the aristocracy, and pave the way for you to become a general."

　　 "Become... a general?" Zirned's face flushed, and then faded again. "But I think Miss Emily has fallen in love with you..."

"A girl’s feelings are as changeable as the weather in the Caribbean Sea, and Aini’s hazy affection for me will not affect you. Remember, men use their eyes to fall in love, and if women have love, she will use them. Love with ears."

　　 "I seem to have heard this sentence... Shakespeare?"

Acharin patted Zirned on the shoulder: "It is the most French Englishman~lightnovelpub.net~ He also said that the initial indifference will make the future love more passionate. If she wants to You pretend to be angry, not because she hates you, but because she wants you to love her more."

　　 "Sir..." Zirned fell completely into the soft words of Acharin, "What should I do?"

　　 "Go to meet her, do my best, and charge bravely. I have prepared everything for you, you just need to hold it."

　　 "Yes! I went!"

　　 Looking at Zirned’s excited back, Acharin folded his fingers, raised his head and glanced at the airy Lorraine behind him.

　　 Lorraine smiled slightly: "It seems that reading more is really important. He has heard of Shakespeare, but he doesn't seem to know that Shakespeare said another thing."

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 "My love is like a mansion built on the ground of others, because I read the wrong position and direction, and my hard work was in vain..."

　　 Yacharin raised his eyebrows with interest: "The romantic ladies of Windsor?"

"In a word, stop pestering me! I'm not your gallows, what are you doing by my side? Love matters are arranged by God. Money can buy land, and getting a wife can only depend on luck." Lorraine tilted her head and held her heart in both hands. "It seems that Mr. Captain lacks not only his brain, but also a little luck."

　　 "It's a poor man."

　　 "May your Lord bless him..."