Viscount John De Bioford is out again.

But this time, Lan Li didn't leave him a chance to attack. He turned his head and cast his gaze first. The frank and upright gaze was projected flatly and straightforwardly.

In an instant, Viscount Bioford’s words choked in his throat, and the thrilling and adoration just now was still vividly remembered. Those lines sang like a hammer, showing the purity and translucency of the soul. Let the souls of the bystanders begin to tremble, so that there is no sound at all now.

Before I realized it, the humbleness deep in my heart had begun to grow wantonly.

Lan Li is not Viscount Bioford, he did not swear, he did not swear, he did not tear his face, he still maintained the elegance and etiquette of a gentleman, the inherent dignity and calmness, as if being truly interpreted The profound meaning of nobility

It is not the condescension brought about by class superiority, or the loftiness brought about by verbal condemnation, and it is not the pride brought about by the dignity of the status, but the quality and precipitation that spread from the inside out, and it does not need to be obtained by attacking others A sense of superiority does not need to be satisfied by contempt for others, and there is no need to belittle others to gain a sense of dignity.

This is born with. Inviolable and unshakable.

"Jazz." Lan Li smiled and gestured with his jaw. The slightly hoarse voice still has the traces of the singing, but the mood and tone have calmed down. "You know, there are many, many people in this world who don't spend their entire lives. They dare to admit themselves and dare not look directly at themselves. They always live in the dark, speculating and judging others with a humble and filthy sight. But they will never be able to go under the sun. Because they are not worth it. "

The flat and straightforward words contained a powerful force that completely destroyed all the dignity and perseverance of Viscount Bioford. His anger, his hatred, and his disgust were all pressed against his chest, but he couldn't. Catharsis, the whole person began to tremble, even the lips were trembling slightly. However, there was no sound at all.

"Fortunately, I am not one of them." Lan Li's words fell lightly like feathers; but they were as heavy as a huge amount, weighing heavily on the hearts of every listener.

Then, Lan Li politely nodded towards the Earl of Oxford, Princess Beatrice, and George and Elizabeth, without any pause, strode forward again.

Involuntarily, the crowd slowly gave way, watching Lan Li's figure, drifting away. It was just an ordinary road, but at this time it was as if a red carpet was laid out, and it slowly extended under Lan Li's feet. All those hot and excited eyes fell on Lan Li, reluctant to give up. , Cannot be removed.

George and Elizabeth, who were standing still, finally could no longer maintain their calm masks, because they were so angry that their faces began to turn pale.

That's all there is to it?

Lan Li just ignored them and left. There was no cursing, no accusation, no threats, no demonstrations, or even conversations and dialogues. All the things they worried about did not happen.

But it is precisely because of no birth, that kind of indifference and alienation, that kind of contempt and indifference, it is precisely the most cruel, as if they are transparent people who do not exist at all, or insignificant strangers.

The remarks just now appeared to be directed at Viscount Bioford, but in fact, they were like thousands of arrows, pierced **** George and Elizabeth; they were full of holes and scars. The ridicule and ridicule released from the inside and out, ruthlessly nailed George and Elizabeth to the pillar of shame.

Both George and Elizabeth could clearly feel that the eyes of all the guests in the audience were projected over, ridiculing, ridiculing, contemptuous, picky and negating, stripping all their occlusions and protections bit by bit, and the fruit was completely Lost in the cage of the circus, it became the object of everyone's scrutiny and appreciation.

This is the real humiliation.

Without slaps, words, or even eyes, they were caught on the fire and roasted, and they were completely unable to resist, not even to struggle. Any rash act just made them more embarrassed and miserable. .

A fatal blow.

This was their first head-to-head confrontation, but they were defeated. So what's next? What should I do next?

Now there is a mess in their brains, and they need to calm down and clear their minds well. After all, the noble heritage for many years has maintained the integrity of the mask, even if the mask has been fragmented, but at least it has not completely collapsed in the public, which is embarrassing.

Elizabeth turned sideways slightly, nodded politely to Viscount Bioford and Earl of Oxford, and then turned and left. If it’s normal, even if it’s a retreat, she needs to stay calm, and then chat with other guests around to show her peace of mind, but today she has no way to stay in the banquet hall every second. It is a torment, she must leave immediately. Immediately!

George's footsteps were even more rapid than Elizabeth's.

George, who is usually more calm, is actually more impatient in his bones.

Today, it was George’s handwriting to invite Viscount Bioford, but he did not expect to lift a rock and hit him in the foot. Now George’s inner anger has reached the limit, and Elizabeth standing next to him can feel the tension. Precarious power.

Although he has been trying to suppress, George's steps are getting bigger and bigger. After leaving the banquet hall, he took a step towards the small garden on the side.

The quiet and tranquil scenery is slowly laid out in the white of the moon. The inaccessible tranquility forms a sharp contrast with the stormy waves behind you. The cold moonlight and the biting cold wind blow on your face, one after another chilly. Invaded, and then all sanity and control completely broke the bank.

"How dare he!" George was angry from the ground, his voice started to tremble slightly, "he! How dare!"

He gritted his teeth and walked back and forth, "He is crazy, he is absolutely crazy! Don't he know the consequences of doing this? He completely destroyed the reputation and glory of the Hall family He completely destroyed our contacts and livelihoods! He also completely destroyed our position and future in London!"

"He's a lunatic, he's a lunatic! I want to announce that he will be expelled from Hall's house! Let him get out! Get out!" George roared and roared grimly, his bloodshot eyes looked crimson and twisted "I want to kill him, merciful **** Christ, I want to kill him with my own hands!"

Incoherent because of too much excitement. George didn't even know what he was talking about, he just jumped out unconsciously, sentence after sentence.

"Is it too late to do it?" An indifferent voice came from the side, not Elizabeth.

George and Elizabeth's throats were pinched in this way, and their muscles were tight to the extreme. They looked left and right, but did not find any figures. Just when they began to think this was a supernatural event, their voices rang again. "What he destroyed is the reputation of the Hall family or yours?"

This time, they found the source of the sound.

It's actually upstairs.

Looking up, you can see the balcony on the upper right side. Elf Hall, wearing a pearl white evening gown, is leaning on the railing, with a glass of champagne slowly falling down in front of her. She has a calm expression. Serene, as if this is a beautiful and peaceful ordinary night.

"Elf!" Elizabeth scolded in a deep voice, "Why are you here tonight?"

"I don't know." Elf shrugged slightly, paused, showing a smile, "Don't you remember, I like theater very much, and I have close relationships with many members of the London Theatre Association." Tonight, I also received an invitation." But then the words settled sparsely.

Because she knew, they didn't remember at all.

"He is a lunatic. You are right about this. But you forgot, we are all lunatics." Elf said indifferently, still the usual calm and breezy appearance ~ www.mtlnovel. com~ It seems that everything is under control, "Rather than complaining and cursing here now, it is better to think about what should be done next."

Elf raised her head, her beautiful face bathed in the watery moonlight, "It's not right after tonight, in fact, before tonight, he is no longer the youngest son of the Hall family. He is Lan Li- Hall, Relying on his talents and abilities to break out of a world of land and earth-Hall."

"As for us? And we are Renly Hall's family. The surname of Hall has been given a new meaning because of him."

"The choice now is very simple. Either abandon all the glory and aura, you can choose to abandon him, and then regain the aristocratic bearing and mind; or you can choose to close your mouth and continue to pretend that you don’t know anything, that you have no life, I I believe he will not embarrass you. Because what we care about doesn’t make any sense to him.”

With a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Elf’s mouth, his eyes turned to George and Elizabeth for the first time. Because of the relationship between the floors, he looked down at the two of them. The figure that used to stand upright now looks extremely small, "Why say here. What about those unnecessary nonsense? Such an out-of-control performance, even the last bit of mind and reason is gone. What a shame."

Not cursing or mocking, Elf smiled slightly and simply stated a fact.

Then, Elf picked up the champagne glass, raised the glasses to his father and mother politely, and then turned and left.

George and Elizabeth just stood there in a daze. All the anger and shame were frozen into ice in the cold wind, and it seemed that even the brain had lost the ability to think.

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