C305 A Sad Love Story

An attack from a dirty bullet. What Xiao Letian had encountered the most right now was an attack from a dirty bullet that gave him a headache. Once a political battle used a dirty bullet to attack, it would utterly fall out with the enemy.

Xiao Letian wanted to obtain Protestantism's support. Protestantism was also willing to support him in becoming a political star in East Asia, but Xiao Letian's two wives and a group of women had become his biggest weakness. In the current situation, even the archbishop could not speak carelessly.

Looking at Viscount Ah Lan's smelly face, not to mention Xiao Letian and the new army, even the free writer Lei Ao, who always used his camera to record the royal ball, was furious. Don't think that this bastard doesn't know your background, your reputation in the Vienna is already smelly, who doesn't know that you are a playboy who seizes women, yet you dare to jump out and attack the benefactor of the Hamburg?

"Viscount Ah Lan, right? I am very familiar with Vienna's news practitioners, and I have heard some of your 'brilliant' rumours. I heard that Count Sampe's two daughters were involved with you, is that correct? "You're not satisfied just like this, and you even hooked up with Countess Sampe …"

"It's really hard for me to imagine. Is it not enough for you to have a secret relationship with a sister flower? Do you still want to steal a mother and daughter flower next time?" "Not to mention the scandal between you and the nuns in the monastery, I can't believe a morally corrupt person like you would have the face to attack a Prussian guest and the benefactor of the Hamburg …"

Lei Ao was indeed worthy of being called an elite news practitioner. Not only was he good at writing, his eloquence was even greater. With just a few words, he managed to dig out everything about Viscount Ah Lan. In Europe at that time, although people shouted that they should abide by the rules and regulations of the religion, but the dirty and smelly smell in the dark was no worse than that of the Great Qing Dynasty.

The nobles of the continental Europe had an intimate relationship with each other. Although they were all monogamous, every nobleman did not have many lovers, and he did not have the face to appear in social gatherings. Moreover, Viscount Ah Lan was an expert in this field.

Although everyone was clear about it, being held on the stage still made them feel ashamed. Ah Lan pulled down the White Gloves in his left hand and threw it at Lei Ao's face.

"Bastard, you lowly commoner, how dare you insult the nobility? "I want to duel with you. I want to use your blood to wash away the shame you have against me …"

The moment he shouted, just as the White Gloves was about to smash into Lei Ao's face, a figure suddenly flashed in front of all the guests present. A figure quickly flashed past and stared fixedly at the White Gloves that had vanished into thin air.

"Oh, what's going on? What was that just now? " The crowd burst into discussion.

It was only then that Viscount Ah Lan noticed that a tall man dressed in strange eastern clothes, who seemed to have popped out from the ground beside Xiao Letian, had suddenly appeared in front of them. The person who was grabbing onto him was his White Gloves.

"Xiao Hexin... Didn't this Viscount just issue a challenge to you? Don't you have the guts to accept my challenge? "

"Hehe, Dragon Lord is joking, I am now the leader of the hundred ceremonial soldier, without Master's order, how would I dare to leave my position?"

"Yes, you're right. No matter what kind of cat or dog provokes, the lord's orders will always be the greatest. Now I'll take your place, you come and fight …"

The Dragon Lord who had snatched the White Gloves and Xiao Hexin changed their sentry in front of everyone's eyes. The untamed temperament that the two of them were conversing with each other even caused Bismark to be moved.

A hundred ceremonial soldier s. This was Xiao Letian's method of displaying his might.

"Viscount Ah Lan, right? Hehehe, Dragon Lord dotes on you, you little white face. If he attacked, that would be bullying, let me play with you … You wouldn't be afraid, right? Didn't you just yell just now? "Why are you retreating? Do you only know how to bully a cultured person?"

Xiao Hexin kept on closing in, while Viscount Ah Lan kept on retreating. "No no no no …" You, you just rejected my invitation to duel, you are no longer qualified … Xiao Letian, don't just simply take care of the important matter and not fight. Let others stand up for you and you have to give everyone an explanation … "

Viscount Ah Lan knew from the moment Xiao Hexin exposed his scar that he was no match for this old soldier. Under the suppression of this old soldier's powerful aura, he could only retreat.

At this time, Xiao Letian had no choice but to say "Retreat!" With an order, Xiao Letian abruptly stopped and sneered at the viscount. He retreated three steps on the spot.

Xiao Letian looked at the people around him, faced with countless questioning looks, he knew he had to give an explanation, otherwise the good start he had just made would all be ruined.

"Respected ladies and gentlemen, it's a pity to let you all see such an unpleasant scene. For God's sake, I must give you all an explanation …"

"Your Eminence, distinguished guests, I think that there are two questions focused on me. Firstly, there is the question of my dual wives, and secondly, there is the question of the maids by my side. Whether they are my concubines or not, and whether they are my harem …"

"Alright, this is a rather long story. If anyone is interested, I will tell it to them. I hope everyone can be patient, and I hope everyone will be able to understand my English level …"

Xiao Letian said self-deprecatingly, then took a sip of the champagne and started to talk about the legendary adventure he had when he had just returned to his country.

"It was the late autumn of 1864 when I returned to my Home Country through the Mongolian Great Prairie. When I exhausted all my money and ate all of my food, I fainted beside a creek in the Taihang Mountains. When I woke up, I saw my wife, Hu Niu, by my side …"

Xiao Letian was an expert storyteller. In his previous life, it was impossible for him to have bad words when he was mixed in with a person who was a small leader in a public relations company. In his story, the relationship between him and Hu Niu was like an interesting drama of a Knight saving a Princess.

The ambush of the Taihang bandits, Hu Niu's miserable background, and the hot-blooded fierce battle in the Mountain Temple... Everyone's actions left these Europeans dumbstruck. In the end, when Xiao Letian bravely went to negotiate with the bandits, and when the scene of Hu Niu tidying up his military uniform gently appeared in the women's minds, countless of them began to cry lowly.

Viscount Ah Lan felt the change in atmosphere, he suddenly realised that this Easterner had the tongue of a devil, he could actually affect the mental states of the people around him. He really wanted to interrupt and interrupt Xiao Letian's bewitchment, but he didn't dare, because Xiao Hexin's murderous gaze was staring straight at him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the love between Hu Niu and I was built on a battlefield filled with danger. How could I abandon her? And my other wife, her story is even more bizarre... "

Fu Hui was a woman from the Fuca's house. As a daughter of a high noble family of the Manchu, he could be considered a princess according to the customs of Europe. had described the three failed marriages as incomparably miserable, and adding the fact that his family had been declining day by day, the nobles present all felt the same.

Although everyone here was a big shot of a noble family, they had all experienced quite a few ups and downs in their history. It could be said that a sense of crisis had always accompanied everyone here. From Fu Hui's life experience, even if no one present had ever experienced it before, everyone had always pretended to be aware of it.

The princess of a declining family, after three failed marriages and having to rely on each other to survive, this story definitely earned her tears.

"Yes, we are in love. I repent to God, and I have indeed cut the love in my heart into two as if it were an apple. This is unfair to Hu Niu, and unfair to Fu Hui as well. But what choice could I make? When love comes to me, I really can't give up... "

Xiao Letian was now like an Oscars Shadow Emperor possessing his body. The sorrow on his face, the conflicted and twisted looks women who were watching all felt their hearts ache. They, who yearned for the chance to unleash their love, simply had no way of resisting this tragic story.

"Your Eminence, please forgive me. I am willing to repent to God …" As he said that, Xiao Letian actually knelt in front of the bishop and squeezed out two tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ah Lan, you damned brat, just you wait, you already forced me to kneel, when I send someone to break your legs, I'll make you kneel for your entire life.

Of course, the Bishop had to cooperate with the act. His pitiful gaze was as merciful as the Lord himself. He caressed the top of Xiao Letian's head and said, "Lost child, the Lord will forgive you if he hears your confession …"

"No, no, no. I violated the teachings, I should be punished …" I, I, I swear to God, when I get home, I'll divorce one of my two wives … "

Before he could finish his words, many of the crying women in the crowd cried out in unison, "No …" It's not fair, it's not fair to your lover! " This group of noble women, who were brainwashed by love, was already infected by the love of these two legendary beings. In a moment, they stood in front of Xiao Letian.

In the midst of the chaos, Hu Niu actually regained her senses. With reddened eyes, she tugged at Jonas's sleeve, "Please translate for me …" Wuu, I … I've decided, I've decided to divorce my husband upon returning home. Sister Fu Hui's experience in love is too bitter, how can I let her get hurt again … "Wuu!"

Hu Niu covered his face and cried, she turned and ran into the villa, the crowd did not dare stop him, and immediately opened up an alley. At this time, Xiao Letian who was kneeling on the ground had his face buried in his chest and his shoulders moving up and down, as if he was crying.

However, Xiao Hexin and the others knew, that the boss would definitely not cry over this. He must be laughing right now, the two of them had a tacit understanding with each other, this was an act for the large nose to see.

Everyone guessed correctly, Xiao Letian's shoulders were moving up and down trying to hold back his laughter. In his heart, he secretly picked out a big thumb for Hu Niu, saying in his heart that every single one of the people that I marry are ghosts and spirits.

This little love story of mine, if I let Leo polish it up tomorrow, I can start a new topic. It'll be called 'Romeo and Juliet from the East' or 'Love Executioner from the Austria' hahaha. This topic will definitely be sold very well, my reputation will probably rise again.