After Signing In For 50 Years, I Became A Blood Clan Boss

【Chapter 30】: I have wine, do you have a story?

In the splendid ballroom, there are thousands of candlelights, many people walking around, and there are even more demons dancing on the dance floor. Both men and women are enjoying this noble banquet to the fullest.

Red wine, blood food, handsome men, beautiful women, music, dance, desire… are the elements that make up this reception, and it is also what makes these vampires go crazy. Maybe this is the “upper class” in the blood family.

Fang Qingyan was not interested in such noisy and noisy places at all, and could not experience their pleasure.

He is a man who likes quietness and solitude.

People with a rich inner world, even being alone is a rare enjoyment.

“She’s there.”

Fang Qingyan was afraid that Carstein could not see, so he stretched his finger in one direction.

The old count hurriedly looked, and sure enough, he saw Elizabeth sitting on the VIP seat with a frosty face… There were four maids beside her.

“Let’s just watch from a distance here… Then I’ll die without regrets.”

Count Carstein smiled happily.

He and Camilla’s daughters are both grown up and full of the youthful vigor of a young girl, which makes him very happy…even though the daughter was raised for him by someone else.

Fang Qingyan heard the words, pouted and did not speak.

He felt that Castine was too dreamless, and his daughter was right in front of him, so he was too embarrassed to go forward and talk a few words.

But this is Carstein’s choice. He doesn’t want to disturb his daughter’s existing life, and he doesn’t need to meddle in his own business.

Fang Qingyan just had to stand like this, wait for the dance to end, and then leave.

If nothing else, Carstein’s body can last for ten days and a half months.

When the old earl dies, Fang Qingyan will find a place to bury him.

He will leave himself, looking for a new place to live.

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There were many noble ladies who came to this dance, and even a few princesses from other families.

But there is no doubt that Elizabeth is the most dazzling star, and the light completely covers up the beauty of other women.

Although everyone had a conscious intention to cover up and pretended to be, in fact, most of the gentlemen were secretly looking at Elizabeth from the corner of their eyes.

Some of them may be violent, murderous, bloodthirsty, ruthless… But on such occasions, everyone looks like an impeccable gentleman, humble, polite, refined, gentle, sunny, confident…

Elizabeth rejected the aristocratic ball because she felt that most of the people here were hypocritical, pretentious, and not honest enough.

Many male nobles who are very confident in their appearance have tried to strike up a conversation, with charming smiles and self-deemed elegant gestures, and invited Her Royal Highness to perform a dance.

But all came back in vain.

So far none have been successful.

“Elizabeth, you tonight are brighter than the moon in the sky.”

The handsome Earl Jason walked over, smiled like a gentleman, and made an inviting gesture very politely, “Can I invite you to a dance?”

Elizabeth blinked and shook her head decisively: “I can’t dance!”

Earl Jason’s smile froze slightly. Isn’t ballroom dancing the most basic course for aristocrats? This is a straightforward rejection.

He was not reconciled, and put on a gentleman smile again: “I can teach you to dance, it’s easy to learn.”

Elizabeth’s expression suddenly became serious: “I hate studying the most, you are embarrassing me! This is not the way to entertain guests, hum, this place, don’t wait!”

She stood up and ran away in her high heels.

Earl Jason’s mouth twitched. He had always heard that Elizabeth was difficult to deal with, but he didn’t expect it to be so difficult, and he didn’t give him any face at all!

His status did not need to be lower than Elizabeth, but he was repeatedly rejected.

“Humph! Pretend to be arrogant, bitch!”

Earl Jason was angry and cursed in his heart.

The typical can not get grape said grape sour.

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“Your Highness, you cannot go back until the ball is over.”

The maid reminded.

Elizabeth sighed helplessly: “Got it! If I don’t go, I’ll get up and go around… Don’t you think this kind of dance is boring? It’s pointless to waste time and life. If you read romance novels, I would I can harvest a touching story, but here, all I can get is flattery, and smiling faces full of hypocrisy and self-righteousness!”

The maids sighed in their hearts, getting used to it.

Seeing that the princess had turned away, they quickly followed.

In fact, in this form of dance, fun is only the most secondary purpose, and “communication” is the real important thing.

With a glass of wine, it is possible to gain the friendship of a nobleman;

A dance, it is possible to get the favor of a beautiful woman;

With one piece of flattery, it is possible to gain the appreciation and promotion of an adult!

But Elizabeth didn’t need these things.

…

“She…she came towards us.”

Carstein’s eyes widened, his tone a little flustered.

Fang Qingyan is speechless, she doesn’t know you, why are you nervous?

Sure enough, Elizabeth was just passing by. She walked past them without looking at them, leaving behind a refreshing aroma.

However, the next moment, her body suddenly stopped, she took a few steps back, and stopped in front of Fang Qingyan and Carstein.

“Hey, why is your physical condition so bad?”

Elizabeth looked at Carstein curiously.

Carstein was too excited to speak, but fortunately Fang Qingyan put a hand on his shoulder to tell him not to be nervous.

“Late… good evening, Elizabeth!”

The old earl’s vocal cords trembled.

For the first time in so many years, he had a verbal exchange with his daughter.

“You haven’t told me yet, why are you so poor? The biggest advantage of our blood clan is that they have a long lifespan and can stay young forever.” Elizabeth continued the question just now.

All the people who attended the banquet were all high-spirited young talents. How much worse was Carstein’s health? A man with one foot in the grave, his face dead and his corpse scattered all over, still came to this young man’s dance.

This sparked Elizabeth’s curiosity.

Carstein’s head was gooey and he didn’t know how to answer.

“The Count was wounded on the battlefield, and I am his steward.”

Fang Qingyan smiled and answered for him.

Elizabeth’s eyes lit up, and she quickly asked the maid to bring a chair and sit down.

The beautiful blue eyes looked at Carstein: “I like listening to stories, uh~ it’s better to be about love, you are an elder, you must have experienced unforgettable love! So… I have wine, and you have stories. ?”

Carstein was dumbfounded.

Oh~ the ancestor of Lilith is above, he swears that he has never told anyone a story in his life!

Is it possible to tell me about myself and Camilla? Tell her I’m your father? ! No, he refused!

But Carstein didn’t want to disappoint his daughter… This may be the only chance in his life to give his daughter something she likes.

But I really can’t tell stories, what should I do?

Castine was in a dilemma, his lips were trembling, and his old face was blushing and he didn’t utter a word.

“Lord Earl’s throat is uncomfortable, let me tell it to Her Royal Highness… He once told me something.”

At this moment, a calm and gentle voice suddenly came from the ear.

Carstein turned his head to Fang Qingyan in shock… When did I tell you a story? How can I not remember!

But he quickly realized that Fang Qingyan was helping him.

Carstein was greatly moved.

And Elizabeth, who was sitting opposite, suddenly raised her head when she heard this sentence.

It happened to meet a pair of deep and calm black eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

Fang Qingyan chuckled: “Your Highness Princess, do you still want to hear the story?”

puff~

Elizabeth felt her little heart beating suddenly. Fang Qingyan was very handsome and handsome, but the most important thing here was appearance.

She felt that there was something in this man that was unclear… something that no one else possessed.

“listen!”

Elizabeth nodded without hesitation, “Please speak!”

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