The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 259 Knot 15
Zihua followed Priestley's instructions and went to clean up in advance, then put on the light blue dress, and then casually tied up her hair with a blue ribbon.

After everything was ready, Zihua got into the carriage before Priestley. After waiting for a while, Priestley also came. The moment he looked up and saw Zihua, he was obviously taken aback, and soon his expression returned to normal sat opposite her.

The two of them were silent all the way, and the carriage kept driving forward. After turning two paths, they finally came to a residence that was even more luxurious than the Priestley's.

Priestley got out of the carriage before Zihua, and this time he came to a place where there were many outsiders. He finally behaved like a gentleman, stretched out his hand to help her get off the carriage, and even put her hand in his arms.

The two really looked like close friends attending the banquet together. There was a large family waiting in front of the door. Priestley took her and briefly skipped these greetings before walking into the wide hall. There is a piano placed in the center, and a young lady from unknown family is playing it. The beautiful notes add to the lively atmosphere.

Zihua hung on Priestley's hand all the time, looking at the scene that he had never seen before. Priestley was really very taciturn. While waiting for the banquet to start, unless someone came to say hello, otherwise His mouth was always pursed, and even when she was standing beside her, he didn't say a word to her during the whole process from the manor to the banquet.

Zihua gradually felt that Priestley was just her ticket to the banquet, and just as she thought so, the banquet began.

The music on the field is no longer extremely cheerful, pursuing speed to show off one's piano skills, but is slow, soft and gentle, like dance music.

A well-dressed lady came over, "Mr. Clefke, can you go dancing with me?"

The corners of Priestley's mouth curled up, indicating that it was okay, but he turned his head and glanced at Zihua. Zihua released the hand hanging on his arm in good time, and the softness on Priestley's face froze for a moment, and then returned to The seriousness of the past.

"Do you want to go dancing?" The expression on his face was still serious, without any relaxation.

Zihua raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "No, you can dance with this lady!"

A trace of anger floated in Priestley's eyes, and he turned and walked onto the dance floor without saying a word.

Zihua leaned on the marble pillar and watched them dance. They were not dancing for a couple but a group of people dancing. The partners were exchanged. After watching them for a long time, she couldn't grasp the rules of their dancing, so she gave up. I just lowered my head and picked up the fruit on the small plate, focusing on filling my stomach.

But people always came to disturb her. After rejecting several gentlemen's invitations to dance, Zihua really stood more and more corners, just thinking about not being discovered by others.

I don't know how long the dance music played. After the song ended, Priestley got off the dance floor and returned to stand by her side again.

Only after standing for a short while, Priestley was invited to dance again. How could a gentleman refuse a lady's request, so out of etiquette, Priestley still agreed, even though there was boredom in his eyes.

And not long after Priestley took the stage again, a Zihua met at the door just now, and Macmillan, the host of the banquet, came over.

"Miss Gina, I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to dance with me."

Sorry, you don't have this honor.

Zihua lifted the hem of her skirt and bent over, "I'm really sorry, Mr. McMillan, I really want to have the honor to dance with you, but I really can't dance, so..."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't know how to dance, I can teach you." MacMillan interrupted her and explained the dance moves to her in great detail.

Zihua thought that he was the host of the banquet, so it was not easy to save his face, so she bit the bullet and followed him to learn.

Just learned it, and not yet fully proficient in memorizing it, Priestley appeared out of nowhere.

McMillan chuckled after greeting him, "What's the matter, Priestley, you came back in such a hurry, lest I steal your dance partner? But why don't you teach Miss Gina to dance and let the beautiful lady hang out?" You're an inconsiderate gentleman here, Priestley."

Priestley's face became darker as he spoke, but Macmillan didn't seem to notice it, and continued teaching Zihua how to dance after speaking.

When the storm was about to hit Priestley's face, Zihua memorized all the dance moves smoothly. Just at this time, the second dance on the field had ended and the third dance music sounded.

Priestley dragged Zihua onto the dance floor involuntarily. Macmillan behind them raised his eyebrows. When a very shy lady invited him to dance with him, he smiled, took that lady's hand, and stood up. Beside Priestley.

Men and women stood in a row, and when the dance music sounded, they met.

It was the first time for Zihua to dance this kind of group dance. The first half of the dance music was good. Priestley looked at him silently, but he spoke in the second half, which almost disturbed Zihua. dance moves.

"Why didn't you tell me you couldn't dance?"

"I don't think it's necessary."

Zihua changed her partner to Macmillan, and when she became Priestley's partner again, he had already stopped the conversation just now, but he kept holding her hand tightly.

She looked up at him feeling a little painful. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have gone too far and quickly reduced his intensity.

It didn't take long for the dance to stop, and both parties thanked each other.

McMillan seemed to get along well with his female partner, and took her to Priestley at the end to introduce her.

After five dances played, the dinner ended unknowingly, and Macmillan's female companion left them in a hurry as if there was something urgent at home.

When walking down the long steps, she accidentally dropped a shoe. McMillan reminded her that the shoe was missing, but she didn't look back, but just lifted the hem of the skirt, as if there was something urgent at home. Out of their sight in embarrassment.

Macmillan picked up the shoes with some puzzlement.

Zihua was even more puzzled than him, "It's strange. If the shoes are so loose, they must be very uncomfortable to wear. Wouldn't it be better to put a small strip of cloth on the back heel? Why not pad it?"

He does not mean that.

Surprised by what she said, Macmillan thought of something deeper, and hurriedly called a servant to let her throw away the high heel shoe that fell off.

When McMillan was about to look at Zihua with loving eyes, Priestley took her hand to say goodbye to him in a hurry, and got into the carriage that had been waiting in front of the gate.

When they returned to the manor, Priestley's gentlemanly demeanor just now also disappeared. Fortunately, Zihua was not a big lady, so she jumped off very casually, not minding the hem of her skirt being dirty at all.

(End of this chapter)