The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

"Sure enough, he is the richest hereditary nobleman." Arthur couldn't help sighing as he looked at the approaching Canterbury Castle.

Hereditary nobility is the highest level of honorary title, more noble than lifelong nobility and barons. Before the nineteenth century, there were only more than 140 "hereditary nobles of the United Kingdom" in Britain, and they obviously also owned most of the total property of residents.

Canterbury Castle is built of off-white marble and is one of the most luxurious real estates in the country. The original owner was forced to sell it because of bankruptcy, and it happened to be acquired by the Clarence family at a high price.

Among other things, there is a tall building imitating the Palace of Mirrors in Versailles, which can already reflect the spirit of the owner. The Gothic spire is more modern after renovation, and the lightning rod is ingeniously made into a globe style, which looks like carrying with a world.

Ivy can't help but doubt the family's ambitions, maybe it wants to expand the business territory around the world.

"It's the Earl of Mornington and the Countess." The doorman was a boy about Ivy's age. When he saw a tall brother and a short brother walking over, he immediately guessed their identities.

Arthur nodded for his sister who was still observing the environment: "Yes, I'm really sorry, are we late?"

The doorman quickly shook his head, and stretched out his hand to welcome them in: "The other guests have just arrived, so it's not too late."

Ivy took off the silk cloak and handed it to the male servant who came up, and looked around.

The light in the living room is very bright. It may be that a few more floor-to-ceiling windows were added, and there were white candles for lighting, which dispelled the ancient atmosphere of the old castle.

In particular, the decoration here is full of trendy design. The wallpapers on the walls are all vibrant light blue and lake green. The hanging paintings come from the landscape paintings of Claude Lorrain. They have a hazy poetic beauty, enough to See owner good taste.

Looking around, the guests are all young people, most of them may be the master's classmates. Taking this opportunity to have a party-like gathering together, they can also curry favor with this top-notch nobleman who is usually aloof.

However, there is only one girl, Ivy, in such a huge living room. She has to wonder whether the owner has never had any contact with the opposite sex, or is too arrogant to say a word to them.

After catching a glimpse of Ivy coming in, all the guests showed incredible expressions, and all looked at the host in doubt, with incredible eyes.

To actually invite the opposite sex is simply not in line with his daily style.

Surprised, the group of young people couldn't help but look at Ivy. After noticing her face, they suddenly realized, nodded and smiled at each other.

She wore a distinctive wine red dress today, the neckline just exposed the deep collarbone.

In the Rococo era, this style was obviously immoral and totally unconventional, but it made her bold and public, and more eye-catching.

The graceful, slender and wonderful curves are vividly outlined, the seaweed-like long hair hangs down to the waist, and the snow-skinned red lips are all charming at first glance.

It is not surprising that such an outstanding beauty makes the always proud little Duke Clarence bow down under the pomegranate skirt.

The guests thought they had grasped the truth, and they all stared at Kevin meaningfully, with malicious curves at the corners of their mouths.

However, only Kevin in the audience was indifferent to Ivy's arrival, and was still concentrating on playing his billiards. When he realized that someone was coming, he reluctantly raised his eyes. He kept moving his hands and made a hole-in-one while greeting casually. : "Hello, young master count, miss countess."

Arthur was quite different from Ivy who had fallen into annoyance. He seemed to have gotten used to his master's attitude, and replied politely: "Thank you for your invitation, Mr. Duke of Clarence."

"You are welcome, it is my honor to invite you to my humble house."

He put down his cue, and finally he was willing to say something human. His dark blue pupils smiled, and said, "It's been a long time since I saw you, Young Master Earl. I heard that you have made many military exploits in India. What Professor MiG said back then was indeed right. You have Pretty good military talent."

"Mr. Duke's praise is just because of the promotion of the officer."

"Arthur!" He had just finished being modest when a young man in a small black suit suddenly walked over. After seeing him, he called out his name in surprise and hugged him, "When did you come back? Brother I said."

"I've only been back recently, and I haven't had time to visit you yet." Arthur hugged the visitor equally happily, and then introduced him to Ivy.

"Sister, this is Viscount Castlereagh, my best friend Robert Stewart from Eton College."

"Robert, she is my only biological sister, the youngest girl in our family, Ivy."

This young man has a pair of black obsidian eyes, and his laughter is very clear. He stretched out his hand to Ivy: "Hello, Miss Ivy."

"Hello, Mr. Viscount."

"Would you like to play billiards with us? Although Mr. Little Duke has won the championship, I think he will let you."

Ivy quietly glanced at Kevin who remained silent, and found that there was no reaction on his face, and handed her the club without saying a word.

"Don't give up, I will defeat him."

The billiard table at that time was made up of wooden boards, and the rules were relatively simple. Put the white ball into the pocket, and you were not allowed to hit the ball out of the table or hit the ball twice in one hit.

Everyone's eyes were on this side, everyone knew that the young duke was an expert in this field, this new girl dared to smash her master's place in public, she must have two brushes in her hands.

Sure enough, her movements were very clean and neat, especially after mastering modern mathematics, it was easier to calculate the angle. She only silently estimated the feasibility of the route for a few seconds, and with a light flick of the wrist, the white ball was put into the bag without delay.

In addition, her edge-grazing spin is also quite beautiful. First, she concentrates on aiming low. The onlookers saw that she just shot the shot with ease. The small white ball rubbed against the edge of the table to change the course of the ball and fell steadily into the target. .

"Beautiful!" Robert exaggeratedly applauded first, attracting applause from the rest.

"I lost, and the Countess is a master." Kevin raised his eyebrows, leaning lazily on the pool table, making him even more tall and tall, hidden in the smoke of people around him.

To make him admit defeat, Ivy has to feel a sense of accomplishment.

Picking up the black tea and taking a sip gracefully, she also curled her lips in return: "It's just a game of luck."

"Then I hope luck will favor me too."

However, it was not the goddess of luck who was favored. The next second, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of men and women in costumes appeared in the sunlight.

"Miss Thurman?" Someone beside him couldn't help but yelled out in surprise, and turned to look at Kevin strangely, "Did you invite her too?"

Ivy noticed that although Kevin was still leaning casually, without nodding or shaking his head, there was a layer of displeasure in his dark blue eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with the sudden visit of an unexpected visitor.

She saw the changes in his expression clearly, and then looked at Miss Thurman who was walking over with a smile in front of her. Today she was wearing a light green tutu skirt, a light yellow cashmere shawl, and her hair was also carefully dressed. A precious diamond tassel barrette secures the intricate bun.

Everyone was stunned, and she bowed to Kevin: "Mr. Duke Clarence, forgive me for coming without warning. But I think you should bring my noble friends to congratulate you when your new home is completed."

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The excitement is coming soon, but I swear that what follows will definitely not be the most exciting in the whole text, there will be even more exciting...