Remarried Empress – Chapter 257. A body-loving queen. (1)
The noble men who came after receiving invitations from Rasta were embarrassed.
The tea party was not a sham. The large tables in the Crystal House garden were white and the covered tablecloth reflected light in the sunlight and looked very luxurious.
The table was full of all kinds of delicious foods, including crispy baked cookies and chocolate sprinkled dried fruits, cute meringue in light pink and light yellow, and pudding made of peaches. It was a well-prepared refreshment table that everyone could see was exclamation.
The only thing that embarrassed the aristocratic men was the men dressed in conquest around the cute and pretty tea table. There were no ladies or young people around the tea table who were going to have fun talking.
Are you coming back later? Did you set the time differently? Did I come too early? The noble men made various assumptions. But not long after, Rasta appeared, so he didn't ask questions.
The eyes of noble men twinkled as Rasta showed up with an umbrella in a dark purple dress. They burst into admiration without realizing it. Who else can pull off such a brilliant and dignified color in such a clean way?
Rasta, wearing a purple dress alone, looked like a lilac alone among the bushes.
"Welcome."
Rasta smiled and kindly advised the nobles.
"I want everyone to have a good time."
When he finished speaking, Rasta took a piece of grapes from a plate and held it in his mouth. The eyes of noble men turned to Rasta's mouth.
Instead of eating grapes right away, Rasta squirted dark purple round grapes with reddish lips and sucked them in. The pale green grapes slowly disappeared into the lips. The figure made me imagine something indecent.
The noble men who watched this unwittingly swallowed their dry saliva. Rasta smiled, said brightly, 'It's delicious,' and slowly sat down at the top of the table.
"Everyone, sit down. Why are you standing there staring at me?"
Rasta smiled with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. She thought she knew a lot about men. I don't know how to hold my mind seriously.
If I had known, Allen wouldn't have betrayed me. But the way to win them over in a short time was obvious.
In Rasta's experience, men who were not aristocrats were attracted to aristocratic women. They had fantasies about noble, elegant, intelligent women.
On the contrary, aristocratic men had fantasies about women who were not aristocratic. They thought that noble women were snobbish and calculating, and that women who were not aristocrats could give pure love.
Rasta only had to show what they wanted.
However, Rasta's actions quickly brought bad news to society. It was not uncommon for male noblemen to invite only male noblemen and female noblemen to play only with female noblemen.
But I can't believe you invited only the aristocrats of the opposite sex to have a tea party. This has never happened in the history of the Eastern Empire. At least that's what the aristocrats thought when they heard of Rasta's 'Men's Tea Party'.
Nor did the noble men, who were invited to Rasta's tea party and were fascinated by her dewy charm.
The social world was a mass, in which the nobles were divided not by men and women, but by gain and factionalism. The female nobles whom the Empress rejected were of the same family as the invited male nobles. Of course they had no choice but to side with their family.
Rasta was hurt by Allen, who chose the family over love, and made the same mistake again. The reason was that they did not fully understand the habits of the aristocrats, who are united among their families.
Since he was often associated with the Duke of Ergi, this event soon led to the question of Rasta's conduct.
Among the conservative and closed aristocrats, many disapproved that the empress was pushed out by a commoner-born empress who was rumored to be orthodox butterfly.
They did not budge an eye at the surprising news that the Isqua couple was Rasta's biological parents. He was considered a commoner because his bloodline was an aristocrat and grew up to be a commoner.
But being the empress means gathering men and playing! Even a friend who was always with me was a royal family from another country who was famous for being a playboy. They were angry that Rasta was not fit for the Imperial Household of the East Empire.
Behind them was the fanning of Marquis Farang, who was very angry because his friend was kicked out.
"Isqua's own work? A fallen aristocrat, a foreign aristocrat. Should the fallen aristocrats be treated like aristocrats in our country? They even gave me a decent position."
The Marquis of Parang gently encouraged the authoritative nobles, treating the Isqua couple like rolling stones.
"It's a problem if the Crown Prince is born. If you are a foreign royal or noble, you are the blood of a foreign fallen aristocrat."
After reading the atmosphere, Baron Lant eventually visited Rasta and advised her anxiously.
"Your Majesty the Empress, there's been a lot of bad rumors going around these days."
"What's a bad rumor?"
"That's…."
"Why? What's the rumor?"
Baron Langt could not tell the dirty rumors as they were, but he advised them as much as he could.
"The Duke of Ergi has a bad reputation, Your Majesty. When you hang out with him, you can't avoid being frivolous, male or female. His Majesty the Queen of the Great Empire is not a man to keep close to."
"Do people not like Rasta hanging out with the Duke of Ergi?"
"Yeah. Besides, a few days ago, I had a tea party with only noble men.…."
"It's unpleasant."
Rasta showed disapproval by cutting it firmly.
"Isn't it bad to see friendship weird? It's bad to get people wrong, it's not bad to get them wrong."
Rasta never accepted Baron Langt's words. Baron Langt was embarrassed and gave a few more words, but eventually stepped down without any income and asked Soviet Union to do this.
Soviet Union was also hearing stories about Rasta here and there, so that evening he spoke bitterly to Rasta.
"I've been hearing something bad lately. Be careful, Rasta."
Rasta was resentful, but he eventually lost his nerve and answered, "Yes." But inside, it was so unfair.
The Duke of Ergi was a friend who was alone when the nobles rejected him without even sending wedding gifts. I can't believe other people are pointing fingers at such a friend. I was so disgusted.
"It's all because of the sorceress who is in Namgung."
Rasta turned the arrow to Eveli, a preliminary government in the Namgung Palace.
"But I've heard she's been …."
"You defend her and care for her, so the nobles speak ill of Rasta. It'll be over if your Majesty tells the nobles not to say such nonsense."
Mrs. Verdi thought Rasta's conclusion was a little strange, but she did not bother to speak out and offend Rasta.
The experienced maid, Arion, did not console Rasta because she was not interested, and even the newcomers, who had just become a maid, remained silent because they could not dare to speak to the empress.
Rasta agonized all night without anyone's consolation, and eventually went to the Namgung Palace to meet Eveli as soon as the next day dawned. He also went to see the Duke of Ergi anyway.
"Who are you?"
But as soon as Eveli saw Rasta, she was very rude. There was not a grain of propriety in his manner, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"Who are you?"
Rasta asked back because he was dumbfounded. Some aristocrats did not recognize themselves as empress, but they kept at least the courtesy of treating her.
But I was very upset when a woman who didn't know where she came from was doing this.
In fact, Eveli was more ignorant of court etiquette than Rasta, but Rasta, who knew him as a wizard, never thought of it.
"That's rude."
Rasta frowned as he mimicked Navier and spoke coldly and solemnly.
But the voice resembling a butterfly made Eberly's expression even darker.
"You met me the other day. I'm sure Baron Langt heard that I'm the Queen, but how can you be so rude? Do you want to be dragged out and put in jail?"
"If you put me in jail, the Emperor will not let you go."
Eveli drew in the name of the Soviet Union, which he had never met since the first day, and used it as a shield.
However, the Soviet shield was the best one for Rasta. Rasta flinched. At the same time, anger intensified.
A rude woman who is not polite to the empress is arrogant with her husband's name. I was so angry that I couldn't stand it.
"Your Majesty would take my side as the Empress, I would take your side as a commoner, and you wouldn't go to any distinction."
Rasta pretended to be calm and stared at Eberly and tried to tell Lady Verdi to arrest her for contempt of the Empress immediately.
But one step ahead, Eveli said with a cold smile.
"I'm going to be your sister's brother soon. Don't be so hard on me, sister."
While living in the Namgung Palace, Eveli often met foreign VIPs in the East Empire.
They were interested in Eveli, a wizard, and told her many interesting things, including what the empress said to the empress now during the government.
Eberly had already heard of Rasta calling Navier 's sister' in public.