Chapter 157: 156 Carriage Convoy and Road

Tuesday morning, the moon on the horizon had just completely faded, and the sun would not rise for another hour. It was the darkest time.

However, under the illumination of thousands of whale-oil street lamps, the entire Redwood Avenue was lit as bright as day. The Redwood Avenue, which was usually quiet, became noisy in advance under this extremely luxurious light.

Coal, flour, spices, lamps... various sizes of cargo boxes and baskets, piles of expensive utensils, mountains of silk ribbons and velvet cloth...

Carriages carrying various materials and gifts almost completely occupied the spacious cargo lane. These carriages, connected in a line, were like long dragons intertwined with each other, winding toward the Laien Manor at the end of Redwood Avenue...

Tsk tsk, worthy of being the Lionheart Duke's succession ceremony, really willing to spend money!

Sticking her head out from a light two-wheeled carriage and looking at the long line that still couldn't be seen to the end in front, the young woman wearing a light cyan dress seemed to be uncomfortable from the cold wind of late autumn. She hurriedly shrank back into the carriage, rubbing her cold-reddened round nose and muttering:

"Miscalculation. If I had known it was so cold today, I would have worn two more layers when I came out."

"..."

Looking at the young woman who was blowing hot air into her palms while rudely stomping her feet from the cold, the middle-aged noblewoman sitting opposite endured and endured, but finally couldn't help but remind:

"Your Highness Veronica, even if you sneaked out, please pay attention to your demeanor!"

"Spare me today. I'm so cold I can't care about demeanor. Seriously, if you can make the carriage warm now, let alone just paying attention to demeanor, I'll even jump down and dance for you."

After sharing a joke with the middle-aged noblewoman with a smile, the young woman tugged hard at her wool shawl, covering the two fair, plump mounds that were nearly jumping out from the top of her slip, then leaned against the carriage window to continue observing the motorcade outside.

"Quite a lot of people came today..."

Squinting her eyes and looking at the dedicated lane for nobles for a while, and counting the number of carriages that had passed, the beautiful young woman said with a smile:

"Silver Cup Flower, Mandarin Duck Bird, Light Shield... Hehe, in just this short while, three big noble families have already passed. It seems the Laien family's inheritance is indeed tempting enough.

Regardless of whether they should come or not, anyone with ability wants to take the opportunity to come and take a hard bite. Today's succession ceremony will probably be very lively!"

"..."

I don't know if it will be lively later, but this dress on you is really "hot" to an excessive degree!

Looking at the pair of plump breasts that were almost squeezed out from the front because of the young woman leaning on the window frame, the middle-aged noblewoman's eyelids jumped, and she hurriedly reached out to pull her back, full of annoyance:

"Your Highness, pay attention to your demeanor! Really...

If your identity is exposed at the ceremony, seeing you wearing such indecent attire, the entire Royal Family will be disgraced! You should have at least found a dress that fits better before coming out!"

"This... I have no way either..."

Lowering her head to look at the dress on her body, the young woman reached out and pulled the flower pleats at her waist, letting the middle-aged noblewoman see how much space was left, then said helplessly:

"My dress size is special, usually custom-made. This is already the most suitable dress I could find in a hurry. If you don't believe me, look at how big a piece is empty at the waist. Any bigger and I wouldn't be able to wear it."

"..."

Looking at the dress, whose shape could originally be called simple, but which had an extraordinary impact on her, the middle-aged noblewoman's mouth twitched twice fiercely.

She rudely snatched the young woman's shawl, then tore off the tassels from the carriage cushion, tied more than a dozen flower buttons on the side of the shawl, and hard-knit a net edge to cover the front.

Putting the modified shawl back on the young woman, looking at her chest blocked under the tassel net edge, the middle-aged noblewoman let out a long breath, then threatened through gritted teeth:

"After arriving at the manor later, even if you are hot to death,

this shawl cannot be taken off. It must be worn properly! Do you hear me?"

No way?

Hearing this, the young woman was slightly stunned. After lowering her head to look at this exceptionally thick shawl, a look of difficulty appeared on her beautiful face.

"This is woven from pure wool, and it's the kind with the densest stitches. Besides, there is a charcoal stove burning in the Laien Manor. If I don't take off the shawl..."

"Your Highness Veronica!"

"Alright, alright, I won't take off the shawl."

Looking at the "either wear it or die" expression on the middle-aged noblewoman's face, knowing that this was already the other party's bottom line, the young woman could only sigh, honestly cover the shawl, and then stick her head out of the window again, looking at the traffic outside.

"By the way, you let me take the cargo lane instead of the dedicated lane, it was really a good idea. If I took the dedicated lane, I wouldn't be able to see so many interesting things."

After several carriages painted with three-feather copper crowns sped past on the dedicated lane, the young woman smiled at the worried middle-aged noblewoman while counting the number of nobles participating in the ceremony:

"Look, that little scumbag Earl actually came too. I wonder if he brought that cabbage?"

Little scumbag Earl?

Hearing the young woman's words, the middle-aged noblewoman frowned and asked:

"Your Highness, little scumbag Earl... what does that mean?"

"This is a curse word."

The young woman explained with a smile:

"That new Lionheart Duke had a conflict with this little scumbag Earl a few days ago. Upon discovering that he clearly had an Earl's title, but his coat of arms only had three basic feathers, he directly poked his chest coat of arms with his finger and said with disdain that he was a little scumbag, almost making him angry to death on the spot.

Later, after this little scumbag Earl woke up, in order to retaliate against the Lionheart Duke's mockery, he put a cabbage at home and declared that this Duke position of the Lionheart Duke would probably rot faster than the cabbage in his house."

After popularizing the origin of "little scumbag Earl" and "cabbage Duke" to the middle-aged noblewoman, the young woman smiled with curved eyebrows:

"Although he is about to inherit the Duke position, that Lionheart Duke gives people a feeling that is really... not very noble. The reason why I insisted on coming to see the succession ceremony today is to see what other interesting things he can toss out."

Your Highness... is ultimately a young person who likes liveliness...

Watching the young woman smile very happily, not looking like the appearance of frowning and thinking hard all day, the middle-aged noblewoman's heart softened slightly, and just as she wanted to instruct something, she heard a noise coming from behind.

"Move the road!"

"Make way! Make way!"

"Royal travel, pedestrians retreat!"

The two in the carriage looked back in surprise, finding that the temporary boundary fence separating the cargo lane and the dedicated lane had been forcibly pushed down, and then rudely piled to the side of the road.

Next, two teams of brightly dressed guards, holding long poles with arc rings at the ends specifically for driving people away, pushed many carriages that couldn't dodge in time to the side of the road, forcibly widening the road in the center of Redwood Avenue, allowing a luxurious carriage pulled by eight horses to drive in. ===== CHAPTER 158 =====