Chapter 1629: Seduction

At the ball.

Douglas's dance steps were very skillful.

Marie came from a commoner background and had never received any dance training; Frederick II had only taught her a few times in an emergency.

Therefore, at this social ball, Marie's performance was not elegant, and could even be said to be somewhat excessively terrible.

Several times, her high heels stepped on Douglas's feet.

Marie wore an apologetic expression: "Forgive me, sir. Although dance was an option in my family education, my heart was not in it..."

Douglas generously indicated that he understood, and he also pretended he had not stood steadily several times because Marie stepped on his insteps.

His hands touched Marie from time to time.

Regarding these molesting actions, Marie seemed as if she had not noticed them.

Through this ball, Douglas learned that Marie came from a noble background.

He was completely attracted by the temperament on Marie, especially since this wine-colored gown on Marie seemed as if it were custom-made for her appearance.

Hidden and visible, hazy and ambiguous.

The ball ended, and Douglas looked at the Beauty, licking his lips; such a top-tier prize, if he could only obtain her body, it would be too uninteresting.

Although Douglas was lecherous, he still had a bit of taste.

For a woman like Marie, the thing Douglas wanted to do most was to occupy the Beauty's body and mind.

Thinking of this, Douglas suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He did not rush to make a move, but instead revealed a gentle smile and said: "The time has finished, Miss Marie, please allow me to see you off."

"After all, a woman as beautiful and moving as you must absolutely not be persecuted by those heretics."

Regarding Douglas's action of seeing her home, Marie did not refuse.

However, she felt very displeased about the matter of Douglas calling Protestants heretics.

Nevertheless, Marie did not show her negative emotions, but instead revealed a grateful smile: "I have troubled you, Mr. Douglas."

Douglas helped Marie onto the Horse Carriage and sent her away.

At this time, America.

The British Colonial Area, its peripheral regions.

Fojiniyazhou, this was the hometown of Qiaozhi.

He possessed large plantations here; these came from his father and his older brother Dan.

Qiaozhi's father had long since left the world; as a former large Plantation Owner, all the father left Qiaozhi were the plantations and a few slaves.

But Qiaozhi was young at that time, and he lived with his older brother Dan.

Both of them once loved adventure, but very unfortunately, during one voyage, both of them were infected with smallpox.

Although Qiaozhi and Dan both pulled through, Dan's body, which had previously been tormented by tuberculosis, was becoming increasingly weak, and added to this smallpox infection, although Dan pulled through.

But the physical weakness, added to the heavy damage brought by the serious illness, caused Dan to leave the world not long after this voyage.

Dan's widow did not inherit the large plantations left behind by Dan because of this.

Instead, she handed all these plantations over to Qiaozhi.

Therefore, Qiaozhi obtained large plantations; before joining the army, Qiaozhi lived very wealthily relying on the plantations, and he was also very good to his sister-in-law.

After Qiaozhi joined the army, the self-defense force of Fojiniyazhou that he led had once obtained a major victory when opposing the French soldiers.

Therefore, Qiaozhi's name, at least in the place where he lived, could be said to be known by quite a few people.

At this moment, Qiaozhi was lying in Fonnong Shanzhuang, which he inherited from his brother.

Looking at Gelin lying to the side.

Gelin asked: "Friend, have you really thought it through, are you really not preparing to join the army?"

"Our Britain will face war, they need you," Gelin said earnestly.

Qiaozhi looked at

him, withdrew his gaze, and looked at his own boundless plantations outside, sighing: "Gelin, do you think our current life

is not good?"

"How free, peaceful."

"Why would you think that I would still join the army?" Qiaozhi asked back.

Gelin's expression froze; he had never thought about this question.

Seeing that he did not answer, Qiaozhi said blandly: "I like my current life very much; even if I wanted to go back to join the army, do you think Kelinxi would allow us to go back?"

"Don't forget, the two of us can only retire in the plantations now; the one who caused all of this is Kelinxi."

Gelin's expression turned gloomy.

How much had they paid for Britain, even nearly losing their lives.

But what they got in return was not honor, but rather a purge by people within Britain.

Regarding such a result, Gelin was naturally very dissatisfied.

However, Gelin's dissatisfaction was toward Kelinxi, not aimed at the British Colonial Area.

"I think we should go back."

"This war needs the two of us."

Qiaozhi, however, sighed heavily; how could he not want to return to the military camp once more.

To command British Soldiers in battle and drive those hateful French out, but this matter was almost impossible now.

That the two of them could still be alive now was all because Qingyang stepped forward to protect them.

Otherwise, the two of them would not even know where they had died by now.

"Don't overthink it, we can't go back now; it's better to take advantage of the present and enjoy some peace," Qiaozhi stretched, slumping into the rocking chair.

Gelin, however, still wore a look of worry; he had no Method to be as relaxed as Qiaozhi, and he sighed.

Seeing his best brother so dejected and dispirited.

Qiaozhi kept his eyes slightly closed and said indifferently, "I heard that Weilian Chengbao is hosting a ball tonight, and many beautiful young ladies will be going."

Hearing this news, Captain Gelin, who had been single since birth, perked up.

He stared at Qiaozhi and asked, "Weilian Chengbao, huh? Do you have a Method to get in?"

Count William is a famous Noble in Fojilisi, and an invitation Han to the ball he hosts is not so easy to obtain.

Qiaozhi lifted his eyelids and said, "It just so happens that I have a little bit of fame in Fojilisi; after he heard I had left the army, he sent me two invitation Hans, hoping that I would go with my sister-in-law."

"However, you know that my sister-in-law is not someone who likes to join in the bustle."

A bright light burst forth in Gelin's eyes: "So, you want to find someone to go with you, right? Rest assured, I am free and can fully take on this responsibility."

Qiaozhi watched Gelin regain his spirit; that shameless look was exactly Gelin.

Qiaozhi closed his eyes once again and did not answer him directly.

"The party starts at six; if you go change into your formal wear and set off now, we can still make it in time."

Hearing this, Gelin stood up abruptly, leaped onto his horse, and hurried back to change into his formal wear.

The six o'clock party, although it is not too far from Weilian Chengbao here.

But Gelin still had to dress up carefully.

Seeing this scene, Qiaozhi was stunned; Gelin, who had just been clamoring to return to the Britain army, had changed his attitude as quickly as flipping a book.

Qiaozhi sighed and looked at the white clouds in the sky, yet he felt a deep longing for life in the Britain army.