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[I have a friend who also said to ask about it, but he lost contact. I really don’t understand. ]
[Haha, maybe the landlord found out that he made a mistake and was embarrassed to show up again? Mianmian is the Duchess, what is the Marquis of Raphael, maybe Mianmian has become a nobleman. ]
[impossible! This is simply not possible! ] Suddenly someone swiped the screen in the post.
The unknown person replied aggressively in the post: [I was helping with the preparations outside the banquet and took a look from a distance. Marquis Raphael and Mianmian are definitely two people! ]
[Mianmian is shorter than His Royal Highness the Duke! But at the banquet, the height of the Duchess is as high as that of His Royal Highness, I can see! ]
This person is decisive: [This person absolutely cannot be Mianmian! ]
[…………]
A group of users in the post choked immediately, and were silenced by this well-founded remark.
After a long silence.
Only then did someone scolded intolerably: [Fuck! You are a fucking senior black! ]
Chapter 43
[No way? Marquis is Marquis, Mianmian is Mianmian? Are these two people? So... is Mianmian really paying by mistake? ]
[Sudden choking, I am so sad, the sun today is not round at all, I cry because of this]
[Fan Sivir, the scumbag is not a human being, playing with Mianmian's feelings, and now married a nobleman as his wife. Sure enough, men are the most unreliable]
[By the way, didn't someone guess that Mianmian was in the hospital before, would it be really in the hospital? And during the hospitalization, the scumbag Sivir found a new love again? ]
[Speaking of which...Although Mianmian is called the Duchess, I remember that he and His Royal Highness did not have a wedding. This kind of marriage is not considered to have been married, and now Mianmian and His Royal Highness the Duke are at best broken up? ]
[A bit in disbelief. That shouldn't be the case, right? Maybe it's just that there is no wedding, and people go to the marriage office to register in a low-key manner. I'll check it out, and I should be able to find Mianmian's personal information. ]
There is a gloomy cloud on the star network.
And in the royal banquet hall, it is a harmonious atmosphere.
His Majesty the Emperor took his seat at the front of the banquet hall. The rest of the big and small nobles were seated in turn.
Sivir has a detached position in the Chaoyang Empire, and his position is the first to the left of His Majesty the Emperor. The first on the right is the eldest prince of the empire.
Tu Mianmian raised his head and looked towards the opposite side. There was a wide golden red carpet walkway in the middle. The distance was too far. He could not see what the first prince looked like, and could only see a vague outline.
His Majesty the emperor in the high position is already very old, he looks older than the old professor, and he looks like his time is short.
Tu Mianmian blinked at Sivir, and Sivir turned his head to the side clearly.
Tu Mianmian bit his ear with the duke and whispered disrespectful words: "Why is the eldest prince and not the crown prince? His Majesty the emperor is already so old, hasn't he made the eldest prince the crown prince?"
Sivir froze slightly.
Immediately, he nodded: "Well."
It is true that the Chaoyang Empire has not established a reserve yet, but the reason is not easy to explain in public. Sivir whispered, "I'll tell you why when I get home."
Tu Mianmian nodded.
Oh! It seems to be an unknown secret of the royal family, which cannot be made public.
"Speaking of which, His Royal Highness is still the first-in-line heir." Yuri heard Tu Mianmian's question, and said with a smile, "In the absence of a standing reserve."
Him and Anna! As Sivir's subordinate, Na sat behind Sivir and Tu Mianmian, so it was very convenient to chat.
"Yuri." Sivir glanced at Yuri lightly. The tone implies a warning.
Yuri closed the microphone on the spot, sat upright, and did not dare to speak again.
Tu Mianmian looked at Sivir and then at Yuri. Finally, he put his eyes on Sivir, and the light of gossip flashed in his eyes.
Sivir: "..."
The Duke squeezed Tu Mianmian's cheek: "It's hard to say."
"Hmmmm, I know, I'll tell you when I go home." Tu Mianmian nodded, smiled, and said very politely: "Let's go home."
Sivir couldn't help laughing.
While speaking, the ceremony process for the awarding of honors has begun.
In this border battle, all officers and soldiers who have made outstanding contributions can be rewarded to varying degrees.
The degree from low to high, in turn, under the roll call of the ceremonial robot, go to the emperor to be honored.
Anna was also honored. The military merit she has accumulated this time and the previous accumulation are enough to be promoted to major.
When she went to accept His Majesty's approval, her expression was calm, and she seemed steadfast and self-sufficient. After returning to his position, he suddenly became excited.
Anna made her mind up, looked at the back of Tu Mianmian's head, and said with a smile, "Can Madam congratulate me too?"
"Ah?" Tu Mianmian was listening intently to the roll call, and when she heard the words, she quickly turned around, "Congratulations!"
"Thank you." The smile on Anna's face widened a bit.
She glanced at Sivir out of the corner of her eye and clenched her fists, "...It would be even better if Madam moved her ears as a congratulations to me."
"?" Tu Mianmian was at a loss, unable to figure out the logical relationship between his ears and congratulations, and he was a little confused.
But he still did, shaking the rabbit's ears twice.
Anna was instantly overjoyed, and she thanked Tu continuously. Then he raised his hand to cover his face halfway, blocking his hideous smile, contentedly.
Madam is so lovely.
It was exciting to tease his wife under the nose of His Royal Highness the Duke.
Yuri: "..."
Mate, you seem to be drifting a bit. The guts are fat.
Sivir: "..."
The Duke stared at his adjutant for a moment. Seeing that Anna's expression changed from a face full of spring breeze to a solemn expression, from fearless to a chill down her back, she withdrew her gaze.
"Why not have you?" Tu Mianmian suddenly tugged at Sivir's hand, looking puzzled.