[HP] If youth has an ageless face

The man who invited her to dance did not let go of her hand after the song ended. On the contrary, he tightly clasped her waist, almost forcing her body to him.Edwina raised her eyes angrily. Through the mask, she was shocked to see the pure desire in the other person's eyes—the instinctive and pure desire of a man for a woman.With all eyes on him, he had the audacity to pose so aggressively towards his mistress and look obsessively into her eyes.

Edwin La is a beauty, who has been chased by everyone for more than ten years.

She knew very well the meaning of this look.

But she couldn't believe he was so bold.

He sensed her gaze, and gave her a smile that was sure to win, as if teasing a prey: "There are many empty rooms upstairs, ma'am."

"Are you crazy?" Edwin pulled hard to break free from him, and snapped, "If you don't want to get into trouble, stay away from me!"

"Your husband doesn't care about you." The stranger grabbed her wrist and put it close to her ear again, with warm breath on her neck, "You're not familiar with this place yet, are you?"

She looked around in a panic—it seemed that everyone's eyes were focused on their strange behavior just now, but when she looked over, she found that those eyes moved away in an instant, and the guests were talking and laughing. Chatting, strangely ignoring the tense atmosphere between them.She reprimanded the other party just now loud enough, but no one stopped or asked.

why?

"Don't you know the secret of Boulogne Castle?" The stranger touched the mask on her face like a kitten or puppy, "Haven't Chatillon told you yet?"

"Tell me what?" Edwina asked in a low voice unconsciously.

"I can't tell you what he didn't say." The stranger refused, and he even let go of her hand, backing away from the distance that a man and a hostess should keep, "Maybe you will I found out..."

Edwina wanted to ask, but the stranger didn't give her a chance.He disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye. There were men wearing masks and similar clothes everywhere. She couldn't tell who it was just now.

Was he scaring her on purpose, or did he have other intentions?Edwina had no time to discern, but recalling his words, she suddenly felt a little scared.She looked around again, people were really talking and laughing, as if nothing happened.

"Would you like a glass of wine, ma'am?" Seeing her looking at them, several people nearby turned their heads and invited with a smile.

"No need." Perhaps because she hadn't recovered from the shock, Edwina felt that they didn't look friendly, so she politely declined and walked towards the stairs.

The hustle and bustle of the first floor gradually faded away, and she walked silently along the corridor with light steps.

At a remote corner, she suddenly heard someone whispering faintly.Edwin followed the sound and walked to a closed door. She approached the door vigilantly, and was about to take a closer look, when the person inside—a woman—suddenly begged hoarsely: Of course this is nothing Real begging!Then there was another man who was gasping for breath and muttering something in French. She couldn't quite understand it, but she could guess what the conversation between the two of them should be under the circumstances.

Edwin's face became hot, and he hurriedly took a step back, but bumped into someone accidentally.

"Shh." When she turned around quickly, the person behind her signaled her to keep silent, and then took the initiative to walk away from the door.

Edwina remained silent. Although she didn't know who the other party was, she was obviously also a guest invited tonight.

"Scared you, ma'am?" The lady smiled softly. "Hey, it will take you a while to get used to it, right?"

"what are you doing here?"

The female guest pointed to the door: "Of course I want to join them!" Seeing the undisguised astonishment on Edwin's face, she seemed amused, "Here, this is a very normal thing .”

Edwina shuddered unconsciously: "Then I wish you all a good time..."

"Don't you want to be together?"

"I—what? Of course I don't want to!" Edwin felt offended, but the other party waved his hand:

"Well, I thought you knew the style here."

"What is the 'style of doing things here'?" Edwina heard that her words were similar to those of the strange man just now, so she simply stopped in front of him, "It's not too late to leave after you speak clearly."

"Uh... that's right, hedonism." The female guest was evasive, "Isn't this kind of dance like this?"

"This kind of dance?"

"Oh!" The other party stomped their feet as if embarrassed, "Otherwise, what do you think there are so many bedrooms here for?"

Taking advantage of her inattention, the female guest hurriedly bypassed her, opened the door and entered the guest bedroom without even knocking.Edwina only heard a few conversations coming from inside, and then it was quiet for less than a minute, followed by more profligate teasing.

Of course this is not normal!

Edwina didn't intend to listen to the corner, she walked down the stairs in a state of confusion, deliberately dodging a group of drunken men and women on the way.After returning to the ballroom, she found that the number of guests had decreased significantly...the empty room upstairs...it turned out that the bedroom in this castle was used here—at this moment she saw Chatillon, who was hugging a blonde The lady was swinging slowly on the dance floor.Before she had time to rejoice that there was no intimacy between the two, she was distracted by the words of the lady who passed by:

"A beautiful dress."

"Thank you." She replied absently.

"You are its sixth owner."

"What?" Edwina suddenly came to his senses, "It used to belong to...his five previous wives?"

"Every mistress of this castle has passed through it. They all started out as naive and ignorant as you. I just don't know if you have the good fortune to escape from the clutches."

"What claw?"

"Bluebeard." The woman looked at her with a half-smile, as if she wanted to keep looking into her heart, "You don't think it's just a joke, do you?"