After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Chapter 127 Qiaoer’s speculation, bloody disaster (first update)

Pei Yinan did not expect that Duke Acton would be so solemn and would not even give them a chance to refuse because the invitations had already been sent out.

Pei Yinan didn't know for the time being whether there was something fishy about the other party's strong attitude.

They come from China and always keep a low profile on other people's territory.

Qiao Luoyan also believes that it is always right to be more low-key.

Time passed and the dance held at the Duke's Palace arrived as scheduled.

The members invited to the ball include not only the upper class in Northern England, but also well-known members from other countries.

Such a grand social event is the dream stage for many celebrities and upper-class gentlemen, and everyone is dressed up to attend.

When Pei Yinan and Qiao Luoyan arrived, Duke Acton led his two sons to receive them personally.

Mr. Pei Jiu, who is wearing a suit and leather shoes, looks clean and capable. His long slender legs and exquisite leather shoes give people a mature and stable feeling. He is also very gentleman. He interprets his nobility and handsomeness in his own way.

Wearing a suit with a strong retro flavor and colorful colors on him makes him feel as if he has returned to the turbulent era in China. It gives people a very mysterious and fascinating visual sense.

Qiao Luoyan was wearing the light pink suspender feather skirt that day. With her slender figure and seductive green eyes, her whole body was impeccable.

She has a beautiful appearance, full of elegance, and is like a blooming lily that makes people shine.

Qiao Luoyan took Pei Yinan's arm, walked slowly towards Duke Acton step by step on high heels that he was not used to.

Pei Jingmin's family also came, and he took the lead in walking up to Duke Acton to say hello.

The Duke, who was chatting with Pei Jingmin, glanced at Qiao Luoyan from time to time.

He was very curious about this girl who saved his life, was extremely beautiful in appearance, and had an oriental mystery.

Pei Jingmin was very discerning and immediately introduced him: "Your Excellency, this is my nephew's fiancée. She is from China. Her name is Qiao Luoyan. It was she who saved you that day with oriental medical skills."

Acton immediately stepped forward, his strange-colored eyes sparkling with astonishing light, and he said in an excited tone: "Miss Qiao, thank you very much. Without you, I would have gone to see God. Tonight you are the most distinguished guest of the Duke's Palace.

, be sure to tell me if you have any needs."

Qiao Luoyan looked indifferent, and the emotion in his eyes was as cold as ever.

She nodded slightly to Duke Acton, and said politely and distantly: "Your Excellency, you are so polite."

Duke Acton seemed not to feel her coldness, and stared deeply at Qiao Luoyan with his shining wise eyes.

He asked in a very direct way: "Listen to my two children's detailed explanation of the process of how you saved me. Such mysterious and amazing oriental medical skills are something we have never heard of or seen. We don't know who Miss Qiao's master is. Our Duke's Palace has the largest

We sincerely invite the other party to be our guest.”

He spoke firmly, thinking that since Qiao Luoyan was so young, there must be a more powerful master.

Qiao Luoyan didn't even move his eyelids and looked back at Duke Acton calmly.

She remained silent, refusing to talk anymore.

Pei Yinan knew this girl's temperament very well, and smiled and said to Duke Acton: "Hello, Duke Acton, I am Qiao Luoyan's fiancé, and her master is Yan Kangyi, the master of Chinese traditional medicine."

"It turned out to be Mr. Yan!" Duke Acton was shocked when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Not to mention it was him, even Pei Jingmin's family was surprised.

Pei Yinan nodded and wrote lightly: "Yes, Luo Yan is the last disciple that Mr. Yan accepted."

Duke Acton immediately showed a disappointed expression: "That's really a pity."

Yan Kangyi is very famous internationally and is a famous doctor that many people cannot hire. However, his medical skills are not recognized by everyone.

Because TCM is too slow to take effect and takes a long time, some people are skeptical about it.

The Duke of Acton is one of the people who is skeptical about this. He believes that Eastern Chinese medicine cannot solve problems as quickly as Western medicine.

However, his enthusiasm for Qiao Luoyan in front of him remained unchanged. He could save him from death. Maybe Eastern Chinese medicine is really as magical as the rumors say.

"It is my honor to be saved by the disciple of the master of traditional Chinese medicine from the East." Duke Acton stretched out his hand and invited Qiao Luoyan with aristocratic etiquette: "Miss Qiao, please come in, you will be the much-anticipated heroine of this ball.

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Qiao Luoyan nodded slightly to him and slowly walked into the dance hall under the leadership of Pei Yinan.

When passing by Duke Acton's two sons, Qiao Luoyan noticed a cold gaze falling on her.

She looked along the line of sight and met Emil's gloomy gaze. The cruelty in his eyes was clearly visible, and his cold eyes showed his unwelcome and irritable mood towards her.

Qiao Luoyan looked at Emil's facial features and found that this man's face was not very good.

The other person's eyes are blurred and cold, and the mist-like blur in his eyes means that he has been confused, troubled, and full of shortcomings in his life. Being cold means that this person is ruthless and has been discordant with all six relatives in his life.

His forehead is sunken and narrow, which means that his career in life is destined to be mediocre, and it can basically be said that he has no future.

Qiao Luoyan paid more attention to Emil's face. The midpoint between his eyebrows was the Yintang.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but I always felt that Emil's hall was black and there was a faint mist of blood lingering there.

She thought it was an illusion and closed her eyes for a while.

When she opened her eyes to look at Emil again, she found that the bloody mist between his eyebrows was a little thicker.

Pei Yinan noticed that Qiao Luoyan had stopped moving. He turned around and saw her staring at His Highness the Emir, and asked in a low tone: "Huh?"

"It's okay." Qiao Luoyan came back to his senses, shook his head gently at him, and continued walking into the dance hall.

She recalled Emil's face in her mind, and four big words appeared in her mind, bloody disaster.

The other party had a face that was in a bloody disaster, his complexion was darkened, and his lips were also bluish-black.

These are all fine, but the most terrible thing is the blood mist lingering between Emil's brows.

Judging from the color of the blood mist, this disaster will surely befall him soon.

Qiao Luoyan was not sure whether her judgment was correct. The inheritance of physiognomy, one of the ancient arts, told her that she should not be wrong.

Physiognomy, an ancient form of fortune-telling, is a technique of predicting fortune, misfortune, wealth, wealth, longevity, etc. based on a person's face, facial features, bones, complexion, body posture, and hand lines.

Qiao Luoyan doesn't have much contact now, but he still knows a little bit about it.

Duke Acton led the Pei family to the VIP room. The members standing or sitting here were all big figures who often appeared on TV.

When Qiao Luoyan's cold eyes saw some super big shots, their restrained emotions were revealed.

She didn't expect that a super boss who was tens of thousands of kilometers away would come to attend the ball held by Duke Acton.

Watching them chatting cordially with the people around them gives a particularly unreal feeling.

(End of chapter)