MTL - Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 1093 She looks delicious 32

This is the case.

A Zhao forced.

The nobles are eager to try.

Those who can come to this banquet are all good people at home.

These people, at least one of the Earl of the House.

But to become the husband of Princess Catherine, almost no one can stop this temptation.

Not to mention the future Queen's husband, this title can bring about tangible benefits.

At this moment, the Princess Princess, who is dressed up and sitting on the sofa on the left side of the banquet hall, is enough to attract these young gentlemen.

Most of the past aristocratic circles have been the name of Princess Anne.

Her beauty, her intelligence, her elegance.

Princess Catherine, who is a younger sister, did not receive much attention.

But now, the young gentlemen finally found out: Hey! It turned out that this low-key princess is so beautiful.

God, she wore a crown and sat there elegantly, her eyebrows. It perfectly satisfies the ultimate fantasy of all men for the princess.

One after another, the young aristocrats went forward and used the perfect etiquette and softest voice of their life to invite the Princess of the Princess to dance with themselves.

- Unfortunately, they were all rejected.

The men didn't feel strange.

That is the Royal Highness of the Princess, the future Queen, of course, must be proud enough and have a high vision.

It would be strange if she agreed to anyone casually.

Even the emperor Johnson was nodded with great satisfaction.

In his eyes, after the little daughter returned from the disappearance, the whole person was completely different from the previous one.

It is no exaggeration to call it a reborn.

At this moment, she is a perfect example of the royals.

He did not expect to find a husband for Catherine by this dance.

The main purpose of this banquet is to let the imperial nobles know their future queen.

Azhao couldn't understand his "good intentions", she even felt that her face was laughing.

It is polite and decent to refuse to invite each of your nobles to each other.

Although the wording is similar, but more, it is very tired.

I don't know when this boring party will end. A Zhao is somewhat distracted.

"The beautiful Princess, my son, Joe, the son of Count Locke, can have the honor to invite you to jump..." The Nth gentleman standing next to Azhao suddenly paused.

This is a very rude thing.

A Zhao looked at him in a strange way, and found that the handsome man looks handsome and twisted his mouth.

He seems to be trying hard to open his mouth to say something, but he can't speak anything in any way, and he can't make any sound.

Azhao: "?"

"No."

A cold sound accompanied the cold wind through the entire hall.

The thick velvet curtains were blown by the whistling wind.

The beautiful hats of the noble ladies are blown directly.

For a while, the screams in the banquet hall came one after another.

The pleasant and peaceful atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

But the wind did not affect the Azhao sitting on the sofa anyway.

In fact, she was within three meters of her body, not to mention the wind, even the handkerchief placed on the table did not move a point.

Azhao’s face showed a happy smile.

She didn't care about the chaos in this hall, stood up and opened her eyes to find her own goal.

Her Edward is here.

(End of this chapter)