Chapter 734

The castle is lofty, solemn and mysterious. On both sides of the road are dense forests. In front of it is a large open grassland full of flowers, just like a fairyland.

It's said that the castle was given to his fiancee by the island owner.

It's heavily guarded. Every fifty steps, there are guards with guns.

Musihan followed the band of Ziyan into the castle.

The castle is extremely gorgeous. The empty hall, gilded roof and huge chandelier all show the luxury and brilliance.

But it's no surprise to mousehan.

As the prince of state s, he has seen all the luxurious and noble scenes.

His thoughts are all on the fiancee of the island owner who has not yet appeared.

"Brother Si Han, do you know all the tunes? I can't make any mistakes later! " Ziyan tells musihan in a low voice that she doesn't know the real identity of musihan. After all, when she was separated from LAN Yan, musihan didn't return to the royal family. "Even if you see the person you want to see, you can't be impulsive, otherwise our whole band will..."

Ziyan didn't finish what she said, but the smart musihan didn't understand her meaning. He nodded his head calmly and gave a low voice.

Before the party began, the brightly dressed living rooms had come one after another.

Musihan is sitting in the corner of the stage with the band. He is dressed in the same black tuxedo as them and combed his back. Ziyan is afraid that he is too eye-catching, so he is arranged to sit in the corner.

The hall is gradually bustling, men and women holding red wine, elegant conversation, a high-class social scene.

In the glittering banquet hall, the most important thing is the beautiful and moving women. Rich and noble women, international movie stars and celebrities are all dressed in costumes, secretly competing for splendor, trying to suppress the group.

Several famous ladies stood in the corner chatting. When talking about the fiancee of the island owner, their tone was full of disdain and contempt.

"That woman has never shown her true face in front of others, but she is said to be as beautiful as an immortal. What does she look like? Is it worth the great expense and energy of the island owner to build this castle for her? "

"I heard that there are hundreds of servants in the castle. They only serve her. I envy the dead!"

"She's just a wild girl of unknown origin, but her life is so good that she is liked by the island Master."

"In fact, some of us are better than that woman in appearance, figure, family background and educational background. We don't know what the island owner likes about her."

"Maybe she is more open and bold than us in private, and can serve the island Master comfortably in bed!"

Several famous ladies covered their mouths and laughed quietly.

Sitting in the corner with flute, musihan's face was gloomy and cold.

One of the famous ladies saw mushihan in the corner and pushed her sisters shamefully. "Look, the man with the flute is so handsome!"

Although he was dressed in the same clothes as the band, his sharp outline, handsome and profound facial features, and cold and steady temperament made him like a shining body, which could attract people's attention no matter where he was.

Ziyan sees several famous ladies, and glances at musihan from time to time. She frowns, stands up and comes to him, pretending to be intimate.

The famous ladies thought Ziyan was musihan's girlfriend and left angrily.

Ziyan crouches in front of mushihan and whispers, "brother mushihan, your face is so outstanding, you have to pay attention to low-key!"

Musihan understood Ziyan's worries and nodded his head. "Don't worry, I won't let your band go wrong."

After about twenty minutes, the party officially began.

Today's protagonist, the Islander is on the stage.

Musi looked at the owner of the island quietly.

He is a young and handsome man, in a black suit, stable and stylish. Since he came, the eyes of many celebrities have been projected on him.

He went on stage to give thanks, and then the dancing time.

Several brave celebrities invited him to dance the first dance, and he politely refused.

"The first dance of the island owner is to be performed with his fiancee, isn't it?"

The man's lips were slightly crooked, and he took a picture of it. Suddenly, the light in the splendid hall was dim.

Then, a white light, hit the second floor stairs.

Everyone looked up the stairs.

The target is a slender figure wearing a half shoulder white fishtail skirt. In the light of the photo, the skin is as flawless as lanolin.

There are few female guests wearing fishtail skirts at the banquet, because the tailored fabric has a very high demand for the thread, thigh, bust, waist and arm. If there is a little flaw, it will become a joke to wear them.

But the woman under the light is slim and tall. There is meat in the place where there should be meat. The place where there should be meat is quite warped. The place where there should be meat is slim and the proportion is excellent. Looking at the past, it is amazing and sexy at the same time.

The skirt is made of Organza, which is like waves. The folds are stacked and fluctuate with the pace, giving people a kind of artistic conception of lotus growing step by step.A long, curly hair gathered together and spread on one side of the shoulder, with bangs left in front of his forehead. He still wore a veil on his face, only showing a pair of black and white eyes.

Although there is no way to see her face clearly, the elegant and moving temperament that emanates from her unconsciously makes her feel beautiful.

The band is playing soft music, while Ziyan is playing the piano, he looks at musihan in the corner.

She was relieved to find that he was playing the flute seriously and did not lose her mind.

As far as she knows, the nature of the island Lord is uncertain, especially in dealing with his fiancee. If someone dares to covet his woman, he will kill him.

Ziyan doesn't know why Mushan has to venture in to see the fiancee of the island owner, but she doesn't want him to have an accident.

The woman on the stairs, with elegant steps, walked down slowly.

There is no discomfort and confusion, as if I have been used to such a gorgeous scene.

The owner of the island went to the stairway and held out her long hand. She bent her eyebrows and put her little hand in his hand.

The man took her to the center of the hall.

The conductor was instructed to raise his baton high and a happy dance music rang all around.

In the hall, tonight's protagonist begins to lead the dance, and other guests also lead their female partners around the protagonist.

Musihan was sitting in the corner, playing flute with the band, and staring at the seemingly perfect couple.

She was wearing a veil, and he could not see her. However, his whole body of blood, are surging flow.

That kind of inexplicable familiar feeling, like the general tide, comes with a menace!

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Today is the end ~

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