Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 759

  Xiao Yehui lowered his eyelids, covering the dark color under his eyes, "I hope the Marquis of Lawrence can always be so confident and disaccompany him."

  The words fell, he turned around and wanted to leave. He didn't know what he thought of, and stopped to look at Li Qiao, "Little Qi, I hope you like the'gift' I gave you."

  The implied meaning of this sentence is too deep. As a military commander of the seven sons, Xiao Yehui was never a person who uttered lies.

  Li Qiao's heart sank, but she smiled without changing her face, "It's hard for you to pay attention to your hard work."

  Xiao Yehui stared at her secretly, and then leaned slightly before raising his foot to the stairs of the platform.

  Li Qiao knew that he was not joking.

  ……

  At eight o'clock in the evening, fireworks lit up the night sky of Childman City.

  Countless giant fireworks are brilliant and colorful, and they are as bright as colored glaze in everyone's eyes.

  Li Qiao stood in the best viewing position, leaning on the city wall with both hands. Although she looked up at the fireworks, her expression seemed worried.

  The so-called ‘gift’ by Xiao Yehui is definitely not simple.

  If he was targeting Shang Yu, he would not blurt out such words to her.

  Li Qiao rubbed his fingertips, thinking about countermeasures and returning gifts.

  But at this moment, she can't think of it, that ‘gift’ is not an object, but a person.

  The fireworks show at the Fireworks Festival lasts about three or four hours, and there is also an event where a bonfire is lit to burn the dolls.

  Countless tourists on the streets are enjoying the grand occasion of the fireworks carnival, crowded with people, and it is very lively.

On the   Manor platform, the aristocrats also pretended to admire the fireworks gracefully in the cold wind.

  At this time, Li Qiao’s arm supporting the city wall was held by someone, and Shang Yu approached from behind her, lowered his head and whispered, "Worry about him?"

   "No." Li Qiao leaned back slightly, leaning her back against the man's chest, her eyes were cool, "I'm thinking...how to disturb his marriage."

   And her gaze stayed diagonally forward, exactly where Xiao Yehui and Princess Margaret stood side by side.

  Once the Duke of Childman's Mansion and the royal family reach a marriage, it is no different than a tiger with wings.

  By then, the entanglement between them is likely to rise to the national level, and no matter how strong the power is, it cannot subvert a country.

  The only way is to kill the marriage.

   Xi Luo also said to Shang Yu that her best friend is a member of the royal family.

  No wonder...Without the invitation of anyone, Silo took the initiative to invite the British emperor.

  She should have known the news of the marriage early in the morning.

  ……

  Half an hour later, the housekeeper Yin Zhihong hurried to report that the second crown prince came to the manor and asked everyone to greet him in the front yard of the castle.

  Li Qiao watched as a group of nobles hurried to the front yard, her eyebrows and eyes were full of irony.

  Perhaps, this is Xiao Yehui’s gift?

  Castle Fountain Lake, a row of classic royal cars slowly stops not far from the lake.

  The royal knight opened the main driving door with his head high, and the second crown prince of Weston, dressed in a black suit and blue shirt, stepped out.

  He is over fifty years old, his dark brown hair is slightly older, he has a typical Western appearance, and his dark blue eyes are sharp and stunned.

  Xiao Yehui stood in front of the crowd, bowing respectfully and saluting, "Prince Weston."

  The second crown prince of Weston walked up with two rows of royal knights, stood in front of Xiao Yehui, dragged his arms, "you are welcome."

  As he spoke, two men in suits and leather shoes walked behind him. One of them was very old with gray hair and looked around with solemn expression, as if looking for something.

  After a while, Weston turned his head and said in a pointed voice: "Did you find it?"

  The two came forward and spoke carefully. The others couldn't hear their discussion, but they looked extra serious.

  "Aren’t those two justices from the Court of Nobility? They came over suddenly. Could anyone have violated the Noble Act?"

   "How come? Everyone is invited to attend, it really violated the noble bill, your Excellency would not know?"

   The whispering discussion sounded impartially into Li Qiao’s ears.

  The Justice of the Noble House...

  She stared at Prince Weston, pursed her lips, took out her mobile phone and quietly edited a text message.

  Not long after, everyone was invited back to the high table private banquet hall again.

  Xiao Yehui and the second crown prince topped the list, and the two justices sat on both sides.

  Weston patrolled the full house of guests, suddenly scowling, "Which is Lawrence?"

  Sure enough, it's time to make a fuss about Shang Yu's identity.

  The nobles looked at Shang Yu and Li Qiao in the first row at the same time, wondering what might happen next.

  I have to say that the Asian face in the eyes of everyone has turned into the Marquis of Lawrence, which is unreasonable.

  Even if the Lawrence family fell, it still occupied the title of nobleman in the second echelon. Suddenly, a nephew with a foreign surname appeared. It is hard not to be suspicious.

  Shang Yu sat at the high table. Among the rigorously dressed aristocratic gentlemen, the simple shirts and free and easy gestures seemed a little out of place.

  He raised his eyelids and nodded to Prince Weston, "Second Prince, please speak."

  Weston saw him sitting steadily like a mountain, his face suddenly sinking a bit.

  I lived in the royal family for many years, how can I tolerate such negligence.

  Weston is a straight-tempered, without much elaboration, straight to the point: "Do you know that the title of the British emperor is forbidden to be bought and sold?"

  This question was raised, and many people at the scene looked at each other in surprise.

  The second crown prince of Weston meant that the Marquis of Lawrence was bought?

  Shang Yu greeted the gazes around him, lazily raised his thin lips, and replied in a deep voice: "I have heard of it."

  The corners of Xiao Yehui’s lips raised slightly, and he helped promptly, “Then Mr. Shang knows that he has broken the law. Even if he is an international friend, I’m afraid he will have to be tried by the Noble Court. It’s a shame.

  Li Qiao's eyebrows drooped, her fingertips poking at the screen quickly.

  I want to convict Shang Yu, have you asked her?

   and Xi Luo smiled and looked at Li Qiao, without any worry at all.

   is indeed watching the excitement.

  At this moment, the members of the House of Commons near the high table in the third row were whispering about something. The two looked embarrassed and very tangled.

  As Xiao Yehui's voice settled, one of the members of the House of Commons stood up and said hesitantly: "Prince Weston, Your Excellency, this matter...I am afraid there is a misunderstanding."

Weston squinted his eyes to speak, and pressed his wrists to make him sit down, "Is it a misunderstanding? The chief judge of the Noble House will decide. The family list of the old marquis is recorded in the Noble House. Noble blood and rights can not be tarnished. To purchase the Lord privately, you must be tried by the Noble Court."

  Congressman still wanted to talk, but suddenly met with Shang Yu's eyes. In an instant, he pursed his lips and swallowed the words in his mouth, and sat back anxiously.

  Ye Jing, who was always on the sidelines, shook her head and sighed with regret, "He actually bought and sold the title of Lord in private. I don't know the depth."

  The position of the next table next to her is unfortunately Xia Siyu and Su Moshi.

  　Too busy today, only two changes.

  　　 There will be a third update before six tomorrow afternoon.

  (End of this chapter)