The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 393 How can you be willing to turn into foam (52)

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  In the lively ballroom, they are dressed in gorgeous and beautiful dresses, with dignified and elegant movements, and they have the model of everybody's lady.

  They gathered in twos and threes, or followed their father and brother behind them, their excitement was beyond words.

  The old king stood on the booth on the second floor and watched from a distance,

  The big bell in the hall building will ring soon,

   At the punctual hour, the dance banquet is about to begin.

  However, the protagonist's figure still did not appear at this time.

  The king frowned and asked the servant standing by,

   "Where did Norhill go again?"

   "Go back to your Majesty, the prince is back to pick up Miss Ai Sheng."

   "Take it?!" The king's forehead burst.

   "Go and call him back! The banquet will begin soon!"

   "...Yes." The attendant stepped back quickly.

  The queen just appeared at this time,

  She is wearing a tunic tube top and light gold long skirt, with the long skirt dragging on the ground, bright and bright.

  The material is extremely smooth silk, showing her beautiful curves, her hair is braided into a gorgeous and complex style, and the crown on it is small and exquisite, but incomparably graceful and luxurious.

  She glanced at the hurried attendant,

   then walked to the king’s side and asked softly,

   "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

  The king turned to look at her, his brows relaxed a bit.

  He took her hand and explained to her,

   "The banquet is about to begin, but Norhill has not yet appeared."

   "So I sent someone to find him."

   "Want to come... Don't you worry Miss Ai Sheng?" The queen understood at once.

   Her eyes slowly fell on the guests coming and going below, very gentle,

  Someone looked up from time to time, and when she met her eyes, she also nodded and smiled politely.

   "Your Majesty, what do you think? About Miss Ai Sheng."

  The king held his hands on his back, was silent for a moment, and sighed slightly, "My opinion, of course, is to find someone who is equivalent to our status, not just a civilian woman."

   "Of course, that lady is also very good, but it's a pity that her identity is..."

   "Then, what do you mean?"

  The queen turned her head slightly to look at him, waiting for his answer.

  "..." The king did not answer,

   just said something unclearly,

   "This dance party, the decision is in the hands of Northhill."

   "I won't interfere."

  "...Don't interfere?" The queen was a little surprised.

  Your Majesty, this is...

   acquiesced?

  The queen has a number in her heart,

  She calmed down, looked at the people downstairs, and smiled gently.

  ……

  ……

   "Boom...boom...boom..."

  At punctuality, the big clock in the building rang on time.

  With the heavy bell coming,

  The glazed lamp in the center of the ballroom also slowly dimmed.

  The noisy crowd stopped their mouths for a while, consciously quiet.

  In the booth on the second floor, beside the handrail made of Shiraishi,

  The king stands tall with a scepter.

  He is dressed in a gorgeous red robe, the shirt is neatly buttoned, and the golden medal on his chest symbolizes his outstanding contribution to this country.

  The crown on the top of the head is inlaid with extremely delicate rubies, like fermented wine, precipitation without losing dignity.

  The lights cast on him, attracting people’s attention,

  He spoke calmly, his voice calm,

  "Guests from afar, thank you for coming."

   "Tonight's dance banquet will officially begin, I hope you can have your best time."

   "Next, I—"

  The king was talking,

   Suddenly his eyes saw the attendant leading Northhill,

  He paused for a while, and the conversation changed.

  (End of this chapter)