Chapter 280 The Doomsday Hero 118
At this moment, the palace banquet hall has already been decorated. The red carpet is spread from the door to the end of the door, surrounded by large expanses of fragrant white roses. The exquisite Gothic murals on the walls depict darkness, thorns, and abysses.Just like this dark night, there is a turbulence hidden under the grand peace.

The monarch has not yet arrived.

A group of well-dressed nobles gathered under the throne.

Pushing a cup and changing a cup, chatting and laughing happily.

"Marquis George is still in style today."

Marquis George held on to his cane, his gray hair was covered by a brown top hat. Hearing the compliment, the wrinkles on his brows couldn't help but he responded politely: "My buddy, you too."

"I'm an old man, how can I have any style to speak of? Even if I have, I can't surpass the young His Majesty." The speaker was an old nobleman of the same status, and he laughed at himself.Immediately, he turned the topic to the young monarch logically, and asked knowingly, "By the way, Marquis George, I heard that something happened in Westminster Abbey a few days ago?"

Three days ago, the young monarch baptized a black-haired girl in the church. In fact, in the past few days, it has spread throughout the upper-class aristocratic circle of the Fog City.

This is the same novelty as the connection between the fog city and different time and space.

Their young monarch has always been quiet and unsmiling since he was a child, and he has never heard of scandals, and all the male servants around him have people slandering: Is the monarch close or not? Beauty, or like the same sex?
And this was the first time a girl appeared beside the monarch, and the whole fog attracted everyone's attention.

Marquis George didn't like this topic very much, but he couldn't avoid talking about it. He was one of the parties on the day of the baptism, so he could only hum indifferently.

The old noble didn't hear Marquis George's impatience.

"I heard that the black-haired girl was extremely beautiful. She was brought into the palace by His Majesty. She ate and lived with her for three days, and her relationship was very close..." The old nobleman's eyes lit up, and he continued to gossip about the monarch:
"Marquis George, look, His Majesty is old, has he taken a fancy to that girl?"

In fact, in today's era, although black hair and black eyes are a symbol of sinners, it doesn't matter to the upper class nobles.If His Majesty loves black-haired girls, it is not impossible to have a black-haired queen, as long as the monarch will not act stupidly because of her, then they are happy to see her succeed.

"nonsense!"

The more he heard it, the more uncomfortable it became. Marquis George's cane hit the ground heavily, making a bang, and many nobles present couldn't help but look over.

This old-fashioned politician is quite strict on this kind of issue. He said seriously: "Even if your majesty is old, you should not choose a black-haired girl as queen, not to mention that the girl has the appearance of a sinner, just say that your majesty Baptizing her...is the identity of the godfather!"

"Ah, but they are not related by blood..." The old nobleman was taken aback by Marquis George.

"There is a saying from the distant ancient country in the East - a beauty is a disaster, a country is ruined and a family is destroyed. That girl's appearance, it is not an exaggeration to call it a disaster!"

The Marquis George is impassioned, and he can be an example of a generation of noble and loyal ministers.

"If Your Majesty makes her queen, I will crash into the meeting room of Buckingham Palace to death on the spot, and I will admonish her with death!"

(End of this chapter)

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