man, he looks ugly

Christine flipped through the suitcase and made a lot of movement, which made me wake up from the drunkenness last night. I drank too much wine secretly, which made my head dizzy. temple.

"Christine? What are you doing?"

This girl, who was quite shocked last night and full of melancholy, got up early in the morning and rummaged through boxes and boxes with great energy.

"Meg, the cornflower purple dance dress that mother ordered for you is missing." Christine put it in the box.

"What's the matter?" The girl suddenly had the leisure to tidy up her closet, so she wanted to go shopping?

"I can't find it! I've searched everywhere, but it's not there." Her expression became more and more frightened.

"Maybe in the box." I pressed hard on my temples, hoping to get even a little relief from the headache.Damn, the drinking capacity of this body is horrible, I don't even remember how I got back to the dormitory.

"I've looked for every box. Anyway, we only have five boxes in total. I swear I can't find it anywhere." Christine rushed to the bed and squeezed my hand hard.

"Look again, Christine, I won't lose it, wait..." Jian Christine nodded anxiously, and I gasped, "I really can't find it?"

Hehe, what a great news, the first thing I know when I wake up with a hangover is that one of the most expensive dresses I own has disappeared!This dress, newly ordered for a prom not long ago, is the most beautiful and luxurious dress I have ever owned.

Mom, I must have been the one who stole the alcohol, and that’s why I was punished by God.

Mrs. Olan's carriage must have not set foot in the suburbs of Paris. The members of the theater were ready and waiting on the steps of the main entrance of the theater, waiting for the Italian actress Carlotta Giudicelli to arrive.

The sun gradually rose into the air from the east, and the three carriages stopped at the entrance of the theater with easy steps.The front door of the carriage was inlaid with gold ornaments. A plump, tall but quite beautiful foreign woman stepped out of the carriage. Two managers immediately stepped forward to greet her.

Carlotta Giudicelli's skin shone with pearly luster, her face was evenly smeared with lead powder, a gold pendant hung from her chest, and two heavy gold earrings hung from her ears. A proud and reserved gaze scanned everyone present, and the folding fan in his hand swung open, fanning vigorously.It seemed that the Parisian sunlight made her feel dizzy.

Another man stepped out of the carriage. He was tall and fat, with olive skin and rustic facial features, but his attire was comparable to that of a Parisian who is good at luxury. He took out an exquisite pocket watch from the side pocket of his suit, Holding it in front of my eyes, I squinted my eyes to see the time. The sunlight refracted on the pocket watch and reflected a dazzling metallic luster. Needless to say, the watch must be pure gold.

The scene setters and handymen hurried to the last carriage to help carry the piles of luggage.

"Who is this man?" I lightly tapped the back of Christine's hand.

"I heard that Mrs. Giudicelli is married." Christine was wearing the most beautiful everyday dress, her eyes were shining brightly, and her cheeks were wonderfully pink like ripe apricots, making everyone who saw People were amazed by it, but they had no way of knowing why she was so excited.

Strangely, several people of different heights, fat and thin came out of the second carriage, which was slightly less decorated.

"Madame, what is this?" asked Mr. Pollini, perplexed.

"Oh, they are my dresser, make-up artist, and my personal maid." Carlota glanced at her and answered with her head down.

Mr. De Buena seemed to want to say something, but Mr. Pollini winked and held back.

In fact, everyone knew exactly what he wanted to say. The theater had a full set of assistants for the leading actress, but now that Mrs. Olan left in a hurry, the managers were caught off guard. If Carlotta was offended and the theater's performance was in trouble, it would be more harm than good.The only person in the whole theater who clearly showed dissatisfaction was Solly. She claimed that she had suffered from the wind and cold yesterday and was afraid of having a voice problem during the performance, so she didn't come down to greet her at all.

Accompanied by the two managers, Carlotta and her husband walked into the theater.

Whether it was on purpose or not, her footsteps paused in front of Christine.

Mrs. Geary immediately frowned sensitively, and she stretched out her hand to push a strand of long hair from Christine's shoulders back.

At lunchtime, a letterhead was delivered to me, sealed with eagle wax.

Earl Shani is indeed a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world. As soon as the news of Viscount Andre's engagement was published in the newspapers, he sent an invitation card for the engagement banquet. If Christine saw it, he would cry again.

I subconsciously looked at Christine, she was thinking about something, she was holding a salt shaker and pouring it into the milk...

"Christine?"

"What?" She smiled sweetly at me, but those dark eyes, as beautiful as night, were reflected in another time and space.

"Are you in a trance? What are you thinking about?" I quickly took the salt shaker away from her hand.

"Meg, you're right. Self-pity and self-pity can't change the outcome of the tragedy. I have to work hard to get new opportunities... Pfft, oh..." Christine took a sip of salted milk and immediately covered her mouth almost Spit it out.

"When did I ever say something like that?" It wasn't like my usual way of speaking.

Christine frowned, forced herself to drink, and then quickly ran out of the house.

Well, I knew that I must be drunk to utter such harsh words.

Seeing Christine's rare enthusiasm, I hurriedly hid the letter sent by Shani.

"Twirl." Mrs. Geary stood directly in front of the members of the ballet troupe, holding a teaching stick, and shouted the password loudly.

The glass green skirts on the girls rotate gracefully with the movements, and the slender fingers are raised and placed on the waists. The theater adopts a new type of clothing material. This kind of fabric with natural folds will rotate at high speed , refracting the light into colorful colors, so the vertical toe spin has become a key daily practice for ballet girls recently.

This is a bit difficult for me who has just recovered from my foot injury, but as the daughter of a ballet teacher, in order to maintain the honor and reputation of Mrs. Geary, Christine and I have to work hard in practice.

Fortunately, within ten years, Mrs. Geary's status cannot be shaken, and she cannot be questioned or even dismissed without evidence, even if it is a leading actress.

Carlotta naturally realized this too. Although she had installed her cronies into the theater with a thunderous skill unheard of in Paris, she took an indifferent attitude towards the ballet troupe under the control of Mrs. Giri.

Taking advantage of the gap during the break, I stuck to Mrs. Geary and begged in a low voice.

"Mom, Count Shani invited me to be his companion."

"Evening?" Mrs. Geary was a little uneasy.Allowing late dates does slightly more damage to a girl's reputation.

"No, it's in the afternoon, Viscount Andre's engagement banquet, at about eight o'clock, the count will send me back." I quickly explained.

"In the afternoon, it's time for you to change into your dress. Go now." Mrs. Geary obviously missed something, and readily agreed.

"Thank you, Mom." I rushed forward, kissed her face flatteringly, winked at Christine, and ran backstage with my tongue out.

When I skipped out from the back door of the theatre, the carriage door was open, and Philip was sitting crookedly in the carriage in a dissolute posture, playing with some flowers, roses, cosmos, Camellias and even the rare double fiery red tulip.

"Have you decided to compete for the title of No. [-] Playboy in Paris? I dare say that the whole of Paris will bow down." I picked up the corner of my skirt and jumped into the carriage.

"Miss Gilly." Julian, a chemist and bacteriologist who had met once, saluted respectfully.Dressed in a suit and shaved, he was so different from the man in the attic that I used to be down and out that I didn't recognize him at all.

"Hi, Mr. Julian, uh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now." I suddenly felt hot on my face, I was too familiar with Philip, especially after learning about his 'black history' and frivolous nature, I couldn't I feel that I am used to it, but seeing this scene by other men, the embarrassment is beyond words.

"Don't be afraid, little angel, Julian is just going to walk with us for a cutscene." Philip picked the flowers in his hand, and finally inserted the pure white camellia in my bun, and he stared at me After looking at it for a while, I frowned, "Well, although this is a bit presumptuous, I seem to have seen this dress on you."

In order to hide the loss of the dress from Mrs. Geary, and in order to be able to catch up with Viscount Andre's engagement banquet, I had to change the most beautiful apple-blossom uniform with the help of Christine into a Day dresses suitable for parties, for which Christine has contributed her carefully curated collection of lace and ribbons.

I hurriedly lowered my head to scan my skirt. There were some changes, but I still could see the original unmodified appearance. Could it be that I wore it in front of Philip?Impossible, the last time I wore it, I went to Madame Zhenfo's fashion store... The reason why I was so impressed was because of the noble girl who met me so mysteriously.

"Look at what you said, women's skirts are just a few popular styles, maybe it's the fabric and cutting method that make you feel familiar." Maybe it's my embarrassment that made Julian feel uncomfortable, he didn't move with his cane The sensuality hit Philip's calf.

Serenity and silence returned in the carriage.

It was a wonderful thing that it was the humble Julian who made the always pretentious Earl of Charny willing to shut up.

The author has something to say: _(:3J∠)_I’m guilty of not letting God E appear~ About the beginning of the next chapter, E will appear in a large screen swiping way.

This article is the coolest, and what makes us the most proud is the way of burying the hidden thread~ I don’t want any witty friends to guess something from the previous article.

The multi-line hidden foreshadowing is enough to make me high to burst!The next chapter solves part of the mystery of the candy box.

Don't overestimate yourself, maybe you can consider writing about Sherlock's fans in the next article?

In addition, explain the meaning of the summary: La Fangxin was a court perfumer and a poison maker during the period of Louis XIV. There are too many princes and nobles who died under her hands.