At eight o'clock in the evening, the host and guests gathered and sat in the red church.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!——" (Thanks to the harbinger of Baiyin Da Meng for your kind words)

Hundreds of gift tubes sprayed in unison, and colorful ribbons, petals and gold and silver foils fell from the air.

"Praise for midsummer!"

Today's host is Renilla, who is wearing a bright red dress.

There was thunderous applause and shouts of praise below.

Although she unexpectedly failed in the famous singer competition, Miss Cuckoo looked very happy tonight. With her appearance and talent, she was expected to serve as tonight's host of etiquette. Although she did not have many introductory words, she just stood up

Being in front of the stage is a refreshing sensory experience.

All the light arrays are turned on one after another like a shuttle. Starting from the farthest boundary of the field of vision, the shadows of the white and pink hand-plastered walls quickly melt away, while the reliefs and oil paintings interspersed between the vaults and columns are moving together.

Each one becomes full of luster.

Troy, the eldest son of the Chrétien family, also cheered and applauded along with the guests.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he was now feeling happy, excited and full of mixed emotions.

It was the first time he had the opportunity to attend the highest-level event in the United Kingdom. Moreover, thanks to the special status of his two sisters who were performing backstage, the seat he was invited to sit in was very close to the front, and the seats were adjacent to each other.

The guests are all gentlemen and ladies from large upper-class families.

Lady Vanessa, the daughter of the Duke of Falla, is just two meters away from the table across from Troy, and her husband sitting next to her is a wealthy celebrity from another principality - this combination is foreseeable and destined to happen.

things.

Since she became a married woman at the beginning of the year, occasions like today where we can meet each other, especially those at close range, have almost disappeared.

During more than two thousand acquaintances, Trowa, as the eldest son of the Chamber of Commerce family in the Misin City-state territory, was still using his achievements in expanding the territory of the Chamber of Commerce to express his admiration and loyalty to Vanessa, and he was still expressing his admiration and loyalty to Vanessa like so many admirers.

Like a subordinate, he continued to receive her praise and favor.

This is undoubtedly "palace love" and "elegant love".

If a thoughtful person uses this "tricky angle" to make statistics, he will find that among today's hosts and guests, the story of Troy and Vanessa is by no means an exception. There is a "palace love" here.

"The number of relationships is staggering.

It’s as if the invitation’s withering and filling mechanism has been selectively selected.

"You! Early masterpieces, darlings of creation

The pinnacle of all creation, the mountain ridges reddened by the morning glow, the opening divine stamens.”

Pleasant, soft, and fantasy-style music sounded.

In the first salute part of the "Flower Ceremony", the choir on the central podium began to perform an a cappella hymn.

The texts of these works are all written by Ben Jonson, the first poet laureate in the history of the South. The content mostly expresses the praise of floral creations and the pursuit of spiritual joy. As for the music, it comes from the excellent arrangements of later generations of musicians.

version, which is closer to the expression habits of romantic style.

As usual, the choir conductor is Archbishop Fields.

"You! hinges of light, corridors, steps, thrones,

A space made of essence, a shield condensed by joy, a stormy emotional turmoil

——In an instant, the only thing left is the clear mirror;

The sinews of the fox lilies open up one after another, on the edge of the hills, in the morning of the wilderness,

See the bright light from the sky, pouring into the full belly!"

The four accompaniment solos, duets, trios and canon rounds progressed step by step, and many audience members secretly nodded and clenched their fists in excitement.

Mr. Archbishop's processing style this year is different from the past. The speed is unusually fast and the intensity changes are very drastic, which is very consistent with their subconscious excitement.

"Hula——"

As the hymns progressed, all the flower-shaped candles on the gallery were lit.

The firelight danced on the light curved surface of the bench and table, and the marbles filled in the translucent interior seemed to light up, creating a colorful illusion against the dishes, cups and plates.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." A voice like the sound of nature came from the other side.

"ah!…"

The flattered Troy looked at the face lit by candlelight and was a little incoherent for a moment.

“It didn’t take long!…Haha.”

Vanessa actually raised her red wine glass towards him.

She was wearing an emerald green floral dress tonight, her eyes were filled with a dignified and gentle smile, and her tone seemed to be filled with sadness and slight annoyance:

"It's been a whole spring and summer. Where are the two songs you said you prepared for me?"

"I'm practicing, and I can sing it to you soon." Troy responded with a toast, remembering the agreement he made with her last winter while standing under the tower of the Duke of Falla's castle.

I felt a little sad for a while, but as the chat topic unfolded, I felt vaguely happy.

The only thing he didn't realize was that the current social scene was a little unusual - the lady's husband did not greet him together, but was alone talking and laughing with the lady on the other side. This did not seem to be in line with the upper class society.

Or social etiquette in the code of chivalry.

"Ding——" The two clinked glasses.

"Am I dressed well tonight?" Vanessa asked again.

"The trend of fashion... I think it looks very good, very good-looking."

The flawless white on her chest and shoulders was dyed wine red under the candlelight, flowing and rippling, making Troya feel dizzy.

"Sing to me soon, how fast is it?" The other party smiled and winked.

"Just next week, or, or tomorrow." Trowa picked up and put down the knife and fork on the empty plate in front of him, picked it up and put it down again.

Vanessa held a towel and wiped her red and delicate skin.

Trowa smelled the thrilling fragrance in the air.

It seems that an "essential oil" has been popular among ladies and noble ladies in recent months. He has also heard about it from other people. As a young and promising descendant of the Chretien Chamber of Commerce family, his social circle level

Although it is a bit low, it is inextricably linked to the upper class nobility.

"Does it have to be tomorrow?" Vanessa tilted her head with a smile, and a strand of slightly curly hair touched the tablecloth.

Trova, who was holding the wine glass, felt something in his heart and wanted to blurt out some words.

But the next moment, he felt something delicate and hot touching his ankle, and he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back so that he could see the source of the warmth with his peripheral vision -

A scene that makes your heart almost stop instantly.

Under the long table, she actually stepped on her high heels.

Those delicate toes wrapped in smooth apricot silk stockings were passing between her calves at a slight distance.

…

On the center stage.

The second part has begun, which is the annual "Honoring and Knighting Ceremony" of the United Principality of Feton.

This year, more than twenty people were awarded titles. They first knelt down to accept Queen Eleanor's shoulder-to-shoulder ceremony with swords. Then, holding colorful bouquets picked by themselves, they climbed the steps and presented them to the huge golden-red "Feasting Beast".

Next to the bandstand.

The "guide" Masai Negou, dressed as a straight knight, is among them.

Moreover, among these Feton heroes who were awarded knighthoods this year, their positions are relatively high.

Because he spends more money.

In the past two years, everything has been going well, and his fortune has been good. Since the beginning of summer this year, he has received a series of big orders. From now on, he is already the Count of Marseille.

The third tribute part is a ceremonial dance performance. In addition to the lead singer and dancers, the church wind band and several traditional percussion instruments with folk flavor from South China also joined the queue.

"Your wealth is like layers of clothing,

A body wrapped in pure light;

But your petals also foretell,

The avoidance and rejection of any attire..."

Several charming aristocratic women in the upper class actually came on stage in person and led a gorgeous and southern-style court dance.

Their dance clothes and makeup were still dignified, but more dancers only wore cool gauze, covering key parts with flowers and leaves, jumping up and down on the stage, creating groups of passionate and fiery performances.

Dance postures that highlight the energetic body.

The guests were fascinated and felt a certain excitement rising.

Those under the skirts of "courtly love" have completely straight eyes.

I miss you day and night, and my unforgettable sweetheart dances on the stage where everyone is watching!

Falling in love, infatuation, admiration, loss, panic and confusion... There is also a certain subtle possessiveness in the love of the opposite sex that was once firmly suppressed by "elegant love", which seems to have begun to revive.
To be continued...