War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Adjani was still thinking about how to get close to Archduke Franz Karl.

Adjani once tried to create a "chance encounter", but Archduke Franz Karl was one of the few men who could completely ignore her.

Usually there are only two types of people who can do it, one is the careerist with strong ambitions, and the other is the idiot with a mind as clear as crystal!

Usually people with simple minds are more likely to be driven by instinct and are more likely to be attracted to beautiful women.

Today, Adjani and Archduke Franz Karl "encountered" again.

Although Adjani's instinct told her that the Archduke Franz Karl in front of her belonged to the latter, but after hearing those rumors, she had to consider that the other person might be a bottomless careerist.

The wife of Archduke Franz Karl seems to be there as well. The rumors about Mrs. Sophie can be summed up in one sentence: "The only man in the Habsburg family."

Adjani doesn’t know whether those rumors are true or false, but she feels that such controlling women are usually unhappy. The happiness they create is like Rupert’s Tears, seemingly invulnerable, but catching Weaknesses can be broken by pinching them, and this is what she is best at...

Adjani looked at Archduke Franz Karl. He was still drinking wine and enjoying himself. The little kid next to him seemed to be staring at her closely, and there seemed to be some strange things in his eyes. Something, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But Adjani concealed her displeasure very well and just smiled lightly in return.

At this time, Mrs. Sophie sighed, closed the fan with a "pop" and shined it on Franz's head again.

"That won't do, Franz. How can a boy lack courage? Watch carefully."

After speaking, Mrs. Sophie stood up and walked towards Adjani. Adjani felt that the temperature around her dropped sharply, the light seemed to dim, and the noise in the entire venue became much quieter.

The woman in front of her is wearing a luxurious dress, and her face is delicate yet majestic. Her neck is long and slender, her collarbones are distinct, and she looks elegant and smart. Her beautiful brown hair is the most popular curly hair in South Germany, giving her a kind of tenderness as a young woman. , and there is a kind of pride that people dare not look directly at.

Adjani immediately thought of who the person in front of her was. She lifted up the hem of her skirt and bowed respectfully.

"Good evening, Madame Sophie, it is an honor to meet you."

Mrs. Sophie stretched out her slender arms and said.

"Hello, pretty lady, may I dance with you?"

Mrs. Sophie's words sounded particularly clear to Adjani, and it seemed that the entire venue fell silent.

In fact, the moment Mrs. Sophie stood up and walked towards Adjani, many people in the venue noticed.

Adjani is unaware of her reputation as the "widow maker" among ladies.

At the ball, all the ladies stared at Adjani, fearing that she would get close to their husbands or sons.

More than once, a noble lady wanted to rush in front of Adjani and teach the witch a lesson.

However, due to various reasons, this never happened.

But this time Adjani miscalculated. Just when she was thinking about how to better attract the attention of Archduke Franz Karl, Mrs. Sophie actually took the initiative.

With strong curiosity and a mood to watch the excitement, the ladies abandoned their dance partners and focused their attention on these two people.

Adjani's fans wanted to stop Adjani, but were intimidated by Madam Sophie's powerful aura. Several young boys who wanted to step forward to stop were stopped by Madam Sophie's attendants.

Even Prince Metternich and Count Korolaf find it very difficult. If it were anyone else, they would not be afraid. However, this matter involves the royal family. Once it is revealed that it will not end well, they can only pray for Adjani. .

The men stopped talking and even the musicians stopped playing.

Adjani was a little stunned. It was the first time for her to be invited by the same sex in a formal occasion. At the same time, she was horrified by Mrs. Sophie's aura and beauty, and her brain was short-circuited for a moment.

"Stretch out your hand." Mrs. Sophie's tone left no room for doubt.

Adjani then handed her hand to Mrs. Sophie in a mysterious way.

Mrs. Sophie turned her head to look at Franz and blinked.

Franz was a little helpless. Was this his mother teaching him how to pick up girls?

Thalia looked very excited as she watched Mrs. Sophie and Adjani holding hands together.

Archduke Franz Karl was still studying the proportions of wine.

Adjani was obviously mistaken. She thought that Mrs. Sophie was looking at Archduke Franz Karl just now, and the purpose of dancing with her was to give herself a show of strength and keep Adjani away from her husband.

Being both women, this actually aroused Adjani's fighting spirit.

"Okay, Madam Sophie."

Adjani's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, which Mrs. Sophie admired very much. There were few men who did not avoid her sharpness in front of her aura.

The two walked to the center of the dance floor, and everyone naturally made way for the two beauties.

"Music," said Madame Sophie, quietly, but the musicians sprang into action.

Chopin's serenade is beautiful and elegant, and the two people in the middle of the dance floor are elegant and graceful.

Adjani looked directly into Madame Sophie's eyes, and Madam Sophie looked directly into Adjani's eyes.

Adjani's eyes were full of stubbornness, but Mrs. Sophie's eyes were full of greed.

This made Adjani feel a little strange. At the moment when Adjani lost her mind, Mrs. Sophie quickly made a spinning movement.

Mrs. Sophie looked at her son, and Franz was covering his face, but their eyes still met between Franz's fingers.

Mrs. Sophie commented with a smile, "Prudery."

Suddenly Adjani felt a strong force on her waist. She was hugged tighter by Mrs. Sophie, and their chests were almost touching.

Adjani wanted to escape from the clutches of the devil, but due to the identity of the other party, it was of no avail and she could only be at the mercy of others.

Madam Sophie's scorching gaze struck again. The oppressive feeling Madam Sophie brought to Adjani made her a little breathless, and she also lost the courage to continue to look at Madam Sophie.

Ever since, Adjani lowered her head like a shy little girl and followed Mrs. Sophie's dance steps.

Mrs. Sophie smiled at Franz with great satisfaction.

Everyone thought that Mrs. Sophie was showing off her victory to Archduke Franz Karl.

Mrs. Sophie danced very well, and Adjani also cooperated very well. However, Adjani felt that Mrs. Sophie's hands were not very honest and her movements were a bit too manly, but she enjoyed this feeling very much.

Unknowingly, after dancing, Adjani stumbled a little, and Mrs. Sophie stretched out her hand in time to pull her up.

Franz Karl's attendant tapped him twice with his elbows to indicate that Mrs. Sophie was looking this way.

Franz Karl looked up and saw Madame Sophie, and subconsciously felt what he should do.

But he was so drunk that he didn't know what to do, so he just clapped.

The people around saw the Grand Duke applauding and applauded too.

Adjani had never encountered anything like this before. She was a little confused. She clearly wanted to get close to Archduke Franz Karl, but now she was targeted by Madam Sophie. What should she do with this mission?

However, something even more unexpected happened to her. Mrs. Sophie pulled Franz over.

"Miss Adjani, I hope you can be my son's attendant."