The noble Miss Camilla is as sexy and beautiful as Kane described her before. Her lowered black gauze skirt is like a curtain at night, and the bright moon rises from the half-covered mysterious room, under the lights of the world. Shining under the reflection.
No gentleman would not be impressed by the bright moon and sighed. It was a beautiful sight given by God. Even Bonaparte, who was sitting far away, felt respectful.
The average level of women in Europe is not as great as imagined. Miss Camilla's bright moon can be regarded as the highest peak in the world.
"How much can a woman squander? I mean, no matter how many gardens she builds, no matter how gorgeous the jewelry on her clothes is, how much of the country can she occupy? All the mistakes are attributed to a lady who loves to dress up. There’s something wrong with me.”
Miss Camilla's little voice was as beautiful as the bluebird in the forest, and her sad look made the gentlemen around her feel hot in their hearts, wishing they could hold this delicate bud on the moon in their hearts.
If a man said these words, he would be despised by everyone. The proud French people did not have much favorable impression of the Austrian princess. The nobles were better off, and the resentment of the common people could flow out of their eyes.
But the sound flowing out of Miss Camilla's charming little mouth was as sweet as honey, and the aristocratic children who never used their brains to think at this moment seemed to have become a stranger.
"Ah, yes, I agree with what Miss Camilla said. You can't blame women for all the incompetence of men. This is too ridiculous."
"Men should also have a sense of sensibility. Flowers and swords cannot only be swords. A beautiful woman like Miss Camilla should not bear the pressure of men."
Everyone was noisy and agreed, no one was stupid enough to debate the national finances with a silly canary girl at this time.
Kane listened for a while and squeezed in with a smile on his face, "But this is due to the fact that she has a good husband, the king who is not a successful one, but he cannot deny that he is a man who loves his family."
Camila was holding her forehead to express her sorrow. When she heard these words, she turned her eyes to Kane.
This guy does have an upright appearance that can make women feel close to him.
However, a nobleman interrupted dissatisfiedly, "Are you serious?"
It was common for nobles of the privileged class to talk about and even ridicule the king and his wife at balls. Everyone knew that their king was a soft-hearted and kind-hearted person.
Queen Mary is a greedy and extravagant woman. Similarly, they have little ability and cannot see clearly which class is running the country.
If there are people in future generations who are willing to feel sorry for Louis XVI, it is estimated that not many people will pity Madame Deficit. The biggest positive evaluation of her in history is that all mistakes should not be attributed to one woman's squandering.
France's financial problems are clearly not the result of one woman's extravagant spending, but she deserves to be the target of the blame.
Kane said without hesitation, "Of course, the flames of conflict were planted at least a generation ago. France's victory in the war against Austria was inversely proportional to the degree of diplomatic failure. The French's resentment towards Austria was growing day by day, while Austria's The princess is the perfect choice to focus on the class conflict - the scapegoat for the conflict between the aristocracy and the poor."
Camilla couldn't help but nod her head after hearing this. This Mrs. Deficit was just a victim of politics. Nowadays, when the nobles discuss her, they will be somewhat sarcastic, but Camilla, who is also a woman, will feel unworthy of her.
"You really have some insight."
Kane smiled understandingly, "It's just a family thing."
He took a glass of wine and raised it politely to Camilla.
"I heard that your singing voice is as intoxicating as a nymph. Now that I hear your voice, I think of how moving you are when you sing."
No one likes to hear compliments. Camilla blushed at the straightforward praise, "You are really good at talking, not that good. I just like to sing."
Now the men around him were not satisfied.
Everyone was talking in a roundabout way, why Wu Ke wanted to stop Hu from the crowd. Although everyone wanted to hug the beauty, they had to talk about it on a first-come, first-served basis.
"I know you, Kane of the Slov family. Your family is an Austrian military industrial tycoon. I was also present at your engagement party with Miss Ingram. Your fiancée is really a virtuous and kind-hearted beauty."
A man exposed Kane's background, and the expressions of everyone around him, including Camilla, changed.
Kane's handsome face froze for a moment. It was impossible for him to deny the legitimacy of his bloodline.
Another man smiled contemptuously and said: "Austrians may not understand the upper class in France. It's better for you to stay less involved in such things."
Camilla shook her head and raised her glass to Kane, "Mr. Kane is a gentleman, I'd like to toast you."
Kane breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Camilla was not disgusted with his identity and almost failed. As for the jealous men next to him, he naturally ignored him and put them under the table.
So Kane kept up his efforts and made a few humorous jokes that made Camila tremble, and the atmosphere became more and more heated.
Bonaparte looked at it and wanted to yawn. It was all such a mess. It would be better to spend more time on studying.
However, a sudden burst of familiar fragrance around him made Bonaparte's heart beat a few beats faster.
"Camilla is so popular. She is surrounded by stars everywhere and there are always men surrounding her."
The sweet and delicate voice sounds no worse to Bonaparte than that of Naka or Mila, and the nobility of Sabrina is not so accessible. The background may be the reason why she does not have a man around her.
Sabrina sneaked over here again. It was obvious that this was a corner that was not easy to be discovered. The little swan who had enjoyed the sweetness just now seemed not satisfied. She sat down while stroking the skirt behind her buttocks and began to pick and choose. New desserts served.
"I can understand that you are jealous?"
Bonaparte couldn't help but joke.
Sabrina blushed slightly, then picked up the fruit with a toothpick and stuffed it into her mouth, "If you think so, then yes, I am indeed not as attractive as Camila."
But this straightforward character suited Bonaparte very well.
Beautiful music slowly flowed out from the dance hall again.
People who had rested for a while began to pull their dancing partners again, and walked to the middle of the dance floor in small groups. Dancing in the blurred light and shadow of the crystal cup, Bonaparte saw that Kane had successfully pulled Miss Camilla's little hand in. On the stage, the pride on his face is like a victorious rooster.
It's a pity that after Sabrina arrived, Bonaparte didn't pay attention to what happened there, but he had to sigh that this kid did have a skill.
