Chapter 10 chapter Ten

January 1883 My dear cousin, the Grand Duke Arese, is married today, said the Countess of Lauflerich. Her name is Apollonia, but everyone nicknames her Aunt Polonie.She was a distant cousin of Condon's mother.Came here specially from Nice to attend his wedding.It is said that the bride is a gold-digging pauper. If it weren't for the fact that he was the Duke's number one heir, he would definitely be said so, Condon thought helplessly.But Jiaqi had to bear the sarcasm caused by their lightning marriage, because everyone knew that she wanted to marry into a noble family wholeheartedly.

Your cousin is so noble, the wedding should be very grand, right?Condon said. Presumably so.The old lady nodded, her hair was a rare pure silver color, and the style of her bun was very complicated.Hey, I can't remember the bride's name.Eleanorah.Xue Lexiang?Xue Fubo said.Could it be that her name was not Eleanora at all? Condon smiled.Aunt Poloni was famous for her amazing memory.It definitely annoyed her that she couldn't remember the words. He sat down beside his aunt and filled her with the after-dinner lime wine.Who is the bride. Seems like a small place on the Polish border.

We know a few people from that area.For example Xiudora. Shengzhu Manor was full of guests and friends, everyone was talking and laughing, and my aunt frowned and thought hard.Despite the rush of time, 30 relatives came from Europe to watch the ceremony.Although Shengzhuzhuang was in disrepair for a long time, my mother was very happy to receive guests in her own mansion. Xue Wenfu?Aunt Bonnie wouldn't give up.Getting old sucks, I never forgot names when I was young.let me see.Xue Wangweixu? Snow Byrne?Xue Tanden.Condon teased her.His spirits were very high.At this time tomorrow, he will marry the most extraordinary woman he has ever seen.and tomorrow night

Schebenberg!The countess cheered.That's right, this is it!It seems that I am still young. Schebenberg.When he was doing an experiment at school, he accidentally got an electric shock, and now he has a similar feeling in his fingertips.You mean Gogo.Widow of the Earl of Schebenberg. God, it can't be that bad.It's his daughter.The name is Xiudora, but it really isn't Eleanora.Poor Alisa was devastated. Suspicions raced through his mind, but he tried to defend himself.The titles originating from the Holy Roman Empire are quite special, and all males in the family can inherit them, so it is likely to be a collateral relative of the Schebenberg family, another ex-Earl Gogo, who happened to have a daughter named Xiuduo La, and she happened to be of marriageable age.

But how likely is that?No, this is his Xiudora, the girl he once wanted to give happiness to. how come.How could she marry twice in one month?The answer is simple, impossible.If my aunt remembered correctly, it was Xiudora who remembered wrongly.But of course it is impossible for Xiudora to remember her husband's surname wrongly, it must be her aunt. I met her in St. Petersburg a few years ago, he said cautiously.I remember she was married to a Polish prince. Aunt snorted.If it is true, it must be very interesting that someone actually committed bigamy in real life.Unfortunately, I don't think it's possible.According to Alyssa, her son's fiancée is as pure as an arctic ice field, and her every move is strictly monitored by her mother.You must be mistaken, boy.

The noise in his head was getting louder and louder.He poured a full glass of orange wine and drank it down in one gulp.The base of the drink was brandy, and his throat burned, but he barely felt it. It's only two o'clock in the afternoon, and you've had so much to drink, it's too early to even celebrate being single.Aunt Polony exclaimed.You don't want to temporarily pump your legs, do you? He couldn't twitch his legs, he couldn't feel his limbs at all, there was only confusion, and a premonition of impending doom, as if the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and all he could see was cracks.

He stood up and bowed to his aunt.how come?But I'm at a loss, and there's a small matter that needs to be taken care of.See you at dinner. After leaving the living room, Condon's thoughts were still in disarray.He wandered the airy, silent corridor, fragments of what Aunt Polonie had said scratched in his mind like a hen frightened by a weasel.He didn't understand why he was so scared and overwhelmed.The most frightening fact was that deep down in his heart, he knew very well that Aunt Poloni remembered correctly. Around the corner near the front of the house, he bumped into an aged footman carrying a tray of letters.Please forgive me, master!The male servant hurriedly apologized, lying on the ground to pick up the scattered letters.

As the footman picked up the letters, Condon saw that two of them were addressed to him.He recognized his friend's handwriting.School has started, but he hasn't returned yet, they must feel very strange.He didn't inform his classmates about their marriage. He and Jiaqi decided to hold a surprise wedding banquet in Paris. She had asked her agent to find a spacious mansion, which was located on the Sainte-Genevice Hill in the Latin Quarter, only a few meters away from his school. few steps.The basic furniture has been laid out, and the chef and maid live in first to welcome them. He held out his hand to the tray.Leave it to me, Alwood.

Elwood looked puzzled.Sir, said Mr. Bezit, all letters must first be handed over to him for sorting. When did it start? At Christmas time, sir.Mr. Bezit said that too many people wrote to ask His Excellency the Duke's help, and the master didn't want to read it. What?Condon almost exclaimed.Every time my father met a beggar, he would give alms. Because of his soft heart, their family was poor and poor. Condon slowly pieced together an astonishing suspicion.He wanted to dispel this idea, to use something huge and heavy like a stick or a mallet, to let doubts fly far away, and not let the results of deduction and deduction spoil his perfect joy.He wanted to pretend he didn't hear the steward's weird behavior, ignore the noise that was rising into a shrill alarm in his head, and pretend everything was normal.

Tomorrow he is getting married.He couldn't wait to sleep with that girl, to wake up next to her every morning, to be in love with her, to be delighted by her passion. Well, take it to Bezit, he said. Yes, sir. Condon watched the footman go away.Let him go, let him go.Don't ask, don't think, don't investigate. Hold on, he ordered. Elwood turned obediently.Yes, sir? Tell Bezit to meet me in my room in fifteen minutes.