Chapter 564: Who is the Winner?

Unrestrained fool!

Seeing the solemn front hall and the undisguised anger on the little Prince's face, the Laien clan elder backstage couldn't help but curse secretly. Then he hurriedly walked out to replace the Laien head of the family, who had precisely stepped on a mine, and brought a kind smile to smooth things over:

"It's all the same, it's all the same, don't be anxious."

"Whether it is Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya or Princess Veronika, they are both children of His Majesty the King, and naturally, they can represent His Majesty and the royal family. Today, whoever of the two is present is an honor for our Laien family."

"Hehe, speaking of this, the last time I saw Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, the Prince was only seven or eight years old. In the blink of an eye, he is already able to represent His Majesty the King to attend our Laien family's title succession ceremony. Time truly passes fast!"

Hmph! Can I be the same as her? You old thing who relies on your age to sell your age!

Looking at the white-haired old man who rushed out from backstage to force a smooth-over, Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who had two small irregular freckles on his cheekbones, making it look like his face was dirty, narrowed his eyes, seemingly wanting to say something, but his waist was pinched hard by someone.

"Your Highness!"

Listening to the etiquette teacher's low call with a hint of indignation, and looking at the slightly panicked expression of his female companion, the freckled youth couldn't help but grit his teeth, swallowing the scolding that had already surged to his lips, then urged with impatience in his eyes:

"Then that's it! When exactly can that new Duke of yours arrive! Please ask him to be as fast as possible, don't delay our time!"

"Fast, fast! The Duke will be here soon!"

Seeing that they had finally dealt with this arrogant and irritable little Prince, the two Laien elders couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. Then they stood up and led the guests back to their original positions, surrounding the freckled youth with smiles to exchange pleasantries. The tense atmosphere in the hall also returned to harmony... until a burst of noisy horse neighing came from outside the manor.

"Duke! You finally... hmm?"

Finally seeing someone's figure, the two Laien elders, who had been waiting anxiously, hurriedly greeted him, wanting to quickly finish the remaining procedures.

However, when they greeted him, they discovered that a certain Duke had changed his appearance compared to when he left. Not only was the makeup on his face wiped off, the exquisite accessories on his body were removed, the specially made gown was changed, and even the front of his shirt was stained with a large patch!

Damn it! The Duke is dressed like a refugee, how can this ceremony start? Is this how Old York handles things?

Listening to the whispers of the guests in the hall and feeling the gazes behind them that felt like thorns on their backs, the two Laien elders only felt a burst of dizziness!

"Duke!"

Looking at the stain on Leon's chest, the Laien head of the family couldn't help but ask with shock and anger:

"What is going on with you? Where is the makeup? Where are the clothes? Where is Old York?"

"Uh..."

Seeing the desperate gazes of the two old men in front of him, Leon, who had almost sent the old steward away with a mouthful just now, couldn't help but feel a burst of guilty conscience, his expression slightly awkward:

"The old steward... he suddenly had a heart attack. I tried my best to save him, and now he is lying in the carriage. The stain on my chest is the foam he spat out when he had the attack..."

Ah this... he was fine when he left just now, how could it be such a coincidence that he had a heart attack?

Upon hearing Leon's explanation, the two Laien elders couldn't help but look at each other, seeing deep helplessness in each other's eyes at the same time.

"Don't be anxious! There is still a way!"

Listening to the increasingly loud discussion in the hall, the Laien clan elder took a deep breath, then instructed the head of the family, who was spreading panic:

"You first find a way to stabilize the guests, I will take the Duke to the back to redo his makeup and change his clothes, and then come out. In that case, it might not be impossible to..."

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll just say two words."

Although he really wanted to say another "either... or...", considering that both of these old men were so old, and if they got too excited and two more were carried away, Leon still suppressed the urge to continue making sentences. Instead, he pulled away the Laien head of the family's palm and strode toward the hall.

"Duke? You wait!"

"Wait! You... what are you going to do!"

Of course, it's to do what I want to do, hurry up and throw away this unlucky Duke identity!

Ignoring the two Laien elders who hurriedly chased after him, Leon walked directly through the group of guests, stepped onto the main stage of the ceremony, and then said to the people below:

"I came here this time to announce one thing. If you still insist on me being this Duke, then I am prepared to use the entire Laien family as..."

"Bastard!"

A familiar scolding sound rang out, interrupting Leon's words. A certain small fry Count, famous in the capital, emerged from the crowd, gestured toward the freckled youth who was sinking his face in the front row, and opened his mouth to stir up trouble sinisterly:

"You dare to be late for the title succession ceremony and delay the two distinguished guests for so long. Don't you even offer an apology?"

You are... oh, so it's the small fry.

Relying on the badge on the other party's chest, after recognizing the identity of the speaker, Leon simply couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. However, he followed his gesture and looked at the man and woman surrounded in the front row.

The noblewoman in a plain dress on the left seemed to be the Prime Minister's wife. He had seen photos of her and the Prime Minister in the newspaper. This one's mood seemed quite good. After seeing him look over, she even took the initiative to nod in greeting.

And the half-grown child on the right who seemed to have a dirty patch on his face should be Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who splashed mud all over him on the road and flipped a bunch of carriages off the road. This bear-like thing seemed to be glaring at him with annoyance, only he was pulled by the people around him and didn't stand out.

Better not to stand out! Saves trouble!

Unfortunately, even though Leon only took a simple look at the "distinguished guests" and immediately withdrew his gaze, preparing to make a quick decision and hurry to throw away this unlucky title.

However, the eyes are the windows to the soul, and his two windows seemed to be much more transparent than ordinary people's. Even though Leon only took a light glance, he had already conveyed his inner thoughts. "Presumptuous!"

After making eye contact with Leon on the stage, and being fiercely cut by his gaze that contained three parts disdain, seven parts disgust, and twelve thousand parts of looking down on him, Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who was already full of anger, could no longer hold back.

Shaking off the female companion who was pulling his arm, the freckled youth suddenly raised his head and scolded with a face full of anger:

"You are just a lowly commoner who had the dog-shit luck to inherit a title, and you dare to look at me with this kind of gaze?"

"..."

Are you an idiot?

Just by glancing at him, he was met with a burst of inexplicable head-on scolding. Leon didn't even have time to get angry in his heart, just feeling from the bottom of his heart that he was a bit confused.

Reasonably speaking, this kind of strange thing that would explode if you looked at it again, I'm afraid it was already outdated twenty years ago. Even the villain-shaping of an 18th-line web drama wouldn't look down on it, and I actually encountered one today?

Bastard! I must blind those damn eyes of yours!

Witnessing Leon's gaze turn from disdain to surprise, then from surprise to realization, and finally vaguely revealing a pity like looking at a fool, the freckled Prince suffered another "heavy blow." The anger that was already burning in his heart suddenly shot up another large flame.

"You lowly..."

"Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya!"

It wasn't just Leon who was surprised by the freckled Prince's sudden outburst. After recovering from the shock, the etiquette teacher who followed him immediately shouted to stop him, pulling him and scolding with a deep frown:

"Mind your demeanor! Don't lose face for the royal family and your sister!"

"Get lost!"

After shoving down the etiquette teacher who stepped on a mine, the freckled Prince, whose blue veins were jumping with anger, stomped his feet and cursed:

"She is her! I am me! Don't use that stuff of Veronika's to pull on me! I am myself! Not a replica of her!"

"And you!"

Looking at the guy on the stage who looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, the freckled Prince, whose self-esteem was severely damaged, rushed toward the main stage, cursing while walking:

"You pus-oozing piece of filth! A rotten fruit hanging from a crooked tree! A black-haired mongrel mixed into a dog kennel!"

"Just by being a stray bastard Duke, you dare to look down on me? Believe it or not, I will make you unable to be this Duke, and tomorrow I will take your family of bastards and roll out of the capital? I... ah!"

Swinging his arm with all his strength, throwing out an incomparably loud slap, and flipping this guy over, Leon, who felt much more comfortable in his heart, lifted the freckled Prince by his collar in the dead silence, and incidentally spat hard on the "dirty thing" on his face.

Pulling his sleeve long, dipping it in saliva, and rubbing the other party's face hard, only to find that it wasn't a dirty patch but natural freckles, Leon couldn't help but withdraw his hand with regret. Then, in the freckled Prince's incomparably terrified eyes, he patted his left cheek, which was swelling rapidly.

"Make me unable to be this Duke? Fine! You'd better do what you say! If you can't do it, you are my grandson!"

I seem to know why Old York suddenly had a heart attack...

Looking at his own new Duke, who not only spat on the Prince's face but even threatened to be the King's father, the Laien head of the family only felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, instantly breaking the hundred-eighty mark, and started to rush toward two hundred beats per minute.

"Clan... Clan Elder! Clan Elder, hurry up and think of a way!"

At this critical moment, which was not so much nine deaths and one life, but rather worse than death, the Laien head of the family immediately turned his head and looked at the only straw to save his life in his heart, hoping to hear the other party's "don't be anxious" like a stabilizer again, however...

"Thump!"

Before the Laien head of the family could turn his head, the oldest of the Three Laien Elders, the last stabilizer of the entire Laien family, had already rolled his eyes and lay on the carpet first, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, twitching, seemingly using his performance to predict the tragic fate of the Laien family in the future.

And what was even more fatal was that a certain new Duke, who had successfully led the Laien family into the ditch, actually threw away the freckled Prince, who was trembling non-stop with fear, and directly announced to the guests who were full of confusion:

"You listen well! If you still insist on me being this Duke, then I will use the entire Laien family as a dowry to propose to Princess Veronika! At worst, we will break up..."

"Good!"

A clear voice came from behind. A certain woman who absolutely shouldn't have appeared in this scene strode into the front hall, facing the guests who were ten times more confused than just now, and responded loudly with joy in her eyes:

"I accept your proposal! From now on, you are my Prince Consort!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 565 =====