Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 628: The wine is poisonous

Princess Mila didn't say anything for a long time after taking the table.

After Princess Mila took her seat, her wide skirt swayed gently beside the seat, like the breeze blowing on the quiet lake, but her silence was like the undercurrent under the lake, making it unpredictable. The venue was originally filled with quiet anticipation, but as time passed little by little, chatter continued to break out among the crowd who had been expecting the princess to speak.

In order to control the scene, the host had to hint whether the princess could say a few words for everyone:

"Dear princess, all the distinguished guests here are looking forward to your speech. Could you just say a few words to us?" After speaking, the host's fingers wrapped around the microphone, seemingly casually, but actually showing a slightly nervous expression.

Princess Mila lowered her head slightly, and the gold-rimmed crown shone in the light. She seemed to be deep in thought, perhaps looking for suitable words. But after a long period of silence, she still didn't raise her head, and the air around her seemed to solidify.

The blond butler noticed this embarrassing situation. He came from the side, holding a microphone, and his voice was low and full of soothing power. "The princess is very honored by tonight's banquet. She hopes that every distinguished guest can enjoy this wonderful night." .”

The two hosts looked at each other, and Mizuno smiled and tried to ease the situation, "Princess, I heard that this is your first visit to our country. Japanese cuisine is quite famous. I wonder if you have tried it before?"

The light of the venue reflected softly on the princess. She still did not raise her head or speak, but nodded slightly. So everyone's eyes unconsciously drifted to the butler beside the princess, as if they were tacitly allowing him to continue speaking on her behalf.

The butler understood the princess's intention. He took the phone and gently stroked the edge of the phone with his fingers, as if he was sorting out his thoughts. "The princess has been very interested in the culture here since she was a child. She especially likes sushi and sashimi. In fact, The princess has always dreamed of one day going to Kyoto in person and experiencing the traditions and customs there firsthand."

Mizuno Reina nodded, her hands on her chest, her expression became softer, "That's so wonderful, princess. Kyoto is a beautiful city, and every corner there is full of stories. I believe you must Gonna love it there.”

"Yeah, if there is a chance, the princess will definitely try it."

"Among the many traditional Japanese arts, does the princess have a particular favorite? Such as tea ceremony or flower arrangement, etc.?"

The butler paused slightly. This question obviously touched his memory, "The princess not only loves reading, but is also deeply affected by the stories and characters in it. She has quoted fragments from "The Tale of Genji" many times to express her feelings about life and her understanding of life. A delicate understanding of emotion.”

Rena Mizuna felt this change, and she decided to go deeper to further attract the attention of those present: "In addition to cooking food, does the princess also dabble in Japanese literary works?

Handling such a special occasion requires the host's tact and sensitivity, and Mizuno Reina knows this very well.

As the host finished speaking, an awkward silence filled the air. The butler's reply was concise, rigid, and without any warmth, which seemed extremely inconsistent with the lively party atmosphere. Yuanzi frowned, her eyes quickly swept between the princess on the stage and the surrounding guests, as if looking for resonance.

The blond butler nodded slightly, his fingers still stroking the edge of the microphone, as if this action could help him organize his words better, "The princess admires the Japanese tea ceremony, especially the meaning of peace and tranquility. She believes that no matter what, Whether it is the appreciation of tea or the attitude towards life, we should pursue an inner peace and harmony." His voice echoed in the venue, making people feel a deep peace.

Among the crowd, some whispers began to intertwine. The curiosity of the distinguished guests was aroused, and they exchanged glances with each other, occasionally nodding, occasionally shaking their heads, with different expressions.

She leaned forward slightly and quietly confided her dissatisfaction to Fujiwara beside her, with a helpless smile on her lips: "What a bad attitude. With so many people coming to her welcome reception, why don't you say something about it?"

Fujiwara shook his head slowly and looked at the princess on the stage with complicated eyes. His eyes are profound, and he seems to be able to see through the fog in people's hearts. After a long time, he whispered to Yuanzi: "Someone probably forced her to come out. You may not know...the former queen of their country passed away not long ago."

Shaklashak, transliterated as Sakura, is the hotel founded by the former Queen Shakla due to the Japanese pronunciation of Sakura. As the name suggests, it is an activity to commemorate the cherry blossoms. Moreover, because the Queen passed away a while ago, the kingdom was in turmoil. Logically speaking, the princess is There is every reason to refuse this trip. Yuanzi's eyes widened instantly, and she seemed to be shocked by the sudden news. She subconsciously covered her mouth, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes. She whispered: "Oh my god...I...how could I not have thought of this?" Her voice was full of self-blame and surprise.

The surrounding guests began to whisper, some complained about the atmosphere of the reception, and some sympathized with the princess's situation.

Mizuno Reina decided to end this topic at the right time: "Thank you very much, blonde butler, for letting us really hear the princess's voice through your words. Let us thank the princess and the butler with warm applause for sharing." She bowed slightly and signaled. Respect for the princess.

As Mizuna Reina's words came to an end, the venue erupted with not-too-warm applause, and all eyes focused on the princess again.

The princess still lowered her head and remained silent. Finally, the butler came forward to thank everyone.

"Tch, if you don't want to come, then don't come."

Mouri Kogoro, who was obviously a little drunk, complained a few words to Princess Mira, who kept showing off her face, and then left on the pretext of going to the bathroom. Conan also looked at the booth for a while and then wanted to go to the gate to see if Xiaolan was back.

The general process of the welcome reception has been completed. There was originally a misunderstanding about inviting the princess to dance, but in the current state of the princess, it is so difficult for her to speak, let alone dance with others.

"Princess, the wine glass is full. Perhaps you can express your gratitude to the guests." The butler said gently.

The princess slowly raised her head, her eyes wandering to the others, which was a forced courtesy. The corners of her lips barely raised a smile, and her thin white fingers gently held the handle of the wine glass.

The guests' eyes were all focused on the princess, waiting for her to speak. Her throat moved as she tried to swallow her emotions.

"For tonight, for each of us here." Although her voice was weak, it spread clearly throughout the hall.

The butler nodded slightly, and in response, he raised his wine glass gracefully: "For the unchanging tradition, for the new beginning."

For a moment, all the guests raised their glasses in response, and the air was filled with the crisp sound of glass collision. "For the princess!" A toast sounded in the hall.

The princess lowered her head slightly, her eyes lingering on the liquid in the wine glass for a moment, and when she was about to take a small sip, someone suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a minute, please don't rush."

(End of this chapter)