September 1, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar.

The chaos in Lövgang was crushed strongly under the joint forces of Duke Ross and Marquis Seajac.

There is no result yet, but Joe has returned to Tulum Port.

In the afternoon, in the main house of Weitu's house in the Mid-mountain area, on the large grassland, there were long white hoods lined up, and below were long white tables filled with various exquisite snacks, as well as countless fine wines and juice drinks.

The straight-clothed waiter, the maid standing by with a smile, can provide perfect and thoughtful service at any time.

Among the bushes in the distance, the guards, who were also wearing straight uniforms but with a sense of evil spirit on their faces, were slowly patrolling around with cigarettes in their mouths.

From Tulum Port to the foot of Mount St. Heard, on the road leading to the Mid-mountain area, four-wheeled carriages lined up in a long queue.

Today, the well-known and well-known figures in Tulum Port almost all came out.

A few days ago, the nobles and wealthy businessmen who came from several provinces around Tulun Port also went out with great fanfare.

Many people were still on the way, and many people had arrived at the Vitu family. They strolled on the grass, holding wine glasses, and divided into small circles in groups of laughter.

Men are talking about the current affairs of the imperial capital, the war situation in the northwest Gran, where the food prices in the empire have risen, or where there is insufficient silk supply, or, they have a mysterious expression and whispered to discuss some recent updates of a delicate lady on Palm Tree Street, etc.

The noble ladies dressed like butterflies were sitting leisurely on the soft mat under the tent, shaking small folding fans, and easily discussing the romantic affairs of famous ladies from the imperial capital, discussing the secrets of boudoirs of several great noble families in the local area, or sharing the secrets of the physical strength and strength of a young poet, a young writer, and a young painter...

Groups of gorgeously dressed young people gathered together in groups of three or five. Pure-blooded horses, antique armor, rare swords, top-notch beauty, or a pure-blooded hunting dog with rare fur... These carefree young people are nothing more than these topics.

The rich ladies who were also in groups, dressed more gorgeously than those noble ladies, danced gently with folding fans, gathered together with arrogant expressions, and enthusiastically discussed some gossips about today's protagonist.

From Qiao riding his domestic mastiff as a horse when he was three years old, he almost fell into the sea and drowned... to Qiao's street fights when he was fourteen years old, a brick flew out and smashed the head of a passing young lady... and Qiao also led the fights from the school of Justice and Naval Academy to fight together, causing chaos and burning down an abandoned shipyard's great achievements...

"A little rogue."

"Also a fat man."

"Who will like him?"

"Hoho, unless you are blind, who would like a fat man with bad character?"

The delicate and petite ladies unscrupulously poured out their ignorance, contempt and contempt for Qiao to their old best friends or new best friends they just met.

Their rosy little mouths kept spitting out bad words, and their eyes flashed like mice slipping out of their nests at night to steal rice. The small folding fan in their hands shook quickly, showing that their mood was not peaceful.

‘Hahaha’, loud laughter kept coming from a large round tent in the middle of the grass.

Hessen was wearing a gorgeous costume and gathered around him the core members of the other six families of the Seven-member Committee, surrounding the seven-eight duke families, the plenipotent representatives of more than twenty marquis families or the head of the family themselves.

Holding a wine glass in his left hand and a cigar in his right hand, Hesen smiled and fooled the big guys around him in a fog.

Time passed little by little, and around Hesen, bursts of joyful laughter burst out from time to time. Every word they said casually would quickly reach the small circle outside, and then be quickly "understood", "analyzed", and "derived". Then bursts of laughter would also come from those small circles.

"Of course, of course, Liya said that when Qiao became an adult, she should find a lady with a good family and a pure family style to make a good marriage... Hahaha, Liya's temper, you know, she can't wait to get her children into a family and start a career."

"However, it depends on Joe's meaning, and it depends on Joe's meaning... Of course we hope that Joe can have a beautiful relationship, not from the arrangement of me and Leah... We hope that Joe can have a real lover."

"Of course, Qiao is a very kind and simple young man. He... is too simple, so we can only worry more. We hope that he can have a pure, innocent, and simplicity that will make him unforgettable and true love in his life."

Before he knew it, Hessen had killed a large bottle of rum.

With a little red nose, he said a long passage of words that should have belonged to Liya in his plan with him and Liya.

On the grass, the atmosphere in many small circles changed slightly.

Especially those delicate, delicate and slim daughters who always say they will definitely not look down on a fat girl, their eyes are a little red.

The owner of the Weitu family in the Mid-mountain area is in Qiao's living room.

Lea, with more than a dozen little maids, was busy around Joe like a butterfly.

Qiao stood in the middle of the living room with a expressionless face, like a heretic sent to the stake. He opened his hands and formed a cross shape, standing motionlessly in place.

Next to him was a life-sized puppet with an extremely gorgeous dress hanging on it.

This dress is extremely gorgeous, so gorgeous that it is almost exaggerated.

Not to mention the materials of clothes, tailoring craftsmanship, etc., there are 1,299 large and small gems, pearls, etc. inlaid inside and out.

There was a wooden stool in front of Qiao, and a little maid stood on the wooden stool, carefully applying makeup to Qiao.

After Qiao opened the sea of ​​energy and nurtured the power of the knight, his body's function changed a leaping mutation, and his skin became as crystal clear and moist as pearls, white and flawless. Even so, Liya still insisted on doing further rectification on Qiao's face.

The hair was combed smoothly, and every hair shone with a faint light.

The sweat hair on the face was pulled out one by one, and then the top putty cream and other messy powders and liquids were carefully applied.

The eyebrows were finely modified, and the left and right eyebrows reached a perfect symmetrical shape, just like two small beards hanging on the face.

There was also a light layer of lipstick on Joe's lips.

As a result, Qiao's lips and teeth became more and more red, and his round and plump body shape looked like a doll that a child liked, beautiful, exquisite and gorgeous.

Tifa and Weima stood in the corner of the living room, looking at Joe at the mercy of others with sympathy.

"So scary, so scary, Joe is so pitiful..." Weima murmured in a low voice: "Does everyone's coming-of-age gifts be dressed like this? Can I refuse my future coming-of-age gifts?"

"Haha!" Tifa sneered.

"I still remember your coming-of-age ceremony at Tifa. To be honest, you can't walk after wearing that whale bone skirt... I remember you almost rolled down the stairs, haha!" Weima smiled so much that her eyes bent, and she said the embarrassing things about Tifa back then.

Tifa's face suddenly turned black. She wrapped her left hand around Weima's neck. She carried her like bean sprouts and quietly walked to the large terrace outside the living room.

On the terrace, Weima's strange screams immediately sounded.

Qiao tilted his head and looked in the direction of the terrace. The little maid who was applying makeup to him quickly shouted: "Young master, don't move around, please cooperate with us... Ah, your skin is really great. How did you take care of it?"

Qiao turned his head, looked at the excited little maid with a dull face, and coughed gently: "The grimace shopkeeper said that oil can soften the skin and remove wrinkles... If you can have the size of me, your skin will not be bad."

The faces of the little maids turned black at the same time.

Put on a shirt, put on a vest, put on a thin tight-leg pants with difficulty, and then put on a pair of silk knee-length socks outside the tight-leg pants. Put on a gorgeous big dress, carefully buckle the big breasts. Tie a wide belt with hundreds of large gems inlaid, and hang a sword with a large number of pearls...

Soon, Qiao, who was dressed up, released all kinds of shiny lights that could blind people.

Liya clapped her hands gently, looking at Qiao, who was decorated with white and tenderness and dressed up as jewels, with satisfaction, she sighed heavily: "It's not better, dear Qiao, my heart, those little girls with shallow eyelids will be fascinated by the pearls and gems on you..."

Qiao's face twitched in waves. He glared at Lea hard and shouted loudly: "Mom, can't I rely on my own charm..."

Lea shrugged and raised her brows: "Gorkin may be able to do it, you... Hahaha, Tifa, Weima, hurry up and change into your dress, let's accompany Joe to see the guests... Oh, you are not allowed to make trouble today, maybe Joe can find his lover today?"

Tifa and Weima came in from the terrace at the same time. Weima muttered softly: "Oh, I wish Joe a big fat man like him... Just like the big cows raised by Yingui Church, white and fat, how much pairing!"

Liya's eyes twitched, and she turned around and pointed at Weima fiercely.

Weima rolled her eyes and hurriedly hid behind Tifa.

Tifa spread his hands and looked at Leah with a dazed look on his face: "Mom, I didn't say anything..."

After a short while, when the bells of St. Heard's Cathedral rang six times and the bells floated to the halfway mountain area, six bonfires were burning on the grass in front of the head of the Wittu family.

The six mountain camels that had been prepared long ago were carried onto the grill and smoked on the bonfire.
Chapter completed!