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Chapter 32 The French Chick(2/2)

I smiled and said, "Madam is a woman, so I'll say it first."

"You are His Highness, please speak first."

I thought for a while and then said: "Madam was not feeling well at the meeting. Do you feel better now? Is there any big problem? Do you want me to go back to Theofano's house and ask the royal physician to take a look at you."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. It's an old problem of mine. When there are too many people around, I get tightness in my chest." Wen Dier said and suddenly changed the subject, "That Constance, she has ill intentions towards you! Last week, you clearly

When you are with me, she can clearly distinguish the appearance of you and your brother, but she still pretends to be ignorant and comes up to talk to you. This is an ulterior motive!"

"Ah?" I was stunned, this girl's move was too sudden.

Wen Dier said anxiously: "Your Highness, I am not joking! Believe me, that kind of woman can only play with men's feelings. Today she will pretend to love you to the point of not thinking about food or tea, but she will see another day when she meets you.

If she likes a man, she will turn to seduce that man without hesitation! You know! She came to Constantinople for a month and became a famous social butterfly in the whole world! You see, as soon as she opens her mouth

I just called out your identity, isn’t that weird! What’s more!!!”

"Have you two had any trouble?" I interrupted her.

"No!"

"But I see that you are very angry when you meet..."

"Don't you believe me!" Wen Dier's voice was high, and her eyebrows were raised. Come on, the wife, who is always affectionate, made a guest appearance as a shrew and started to act arrogant.

After Wen Dier realized her mistake, she begged bitterly: "Please believe me once, please, and don't go with that French woman again."

I remained silent for a few seconds and then asked in a deep voice: "Why do you care about me so much?"

"Because..." Wen Dier gritted his teeth, his eyes showing determination, "Because you look a bit like my ex-husband, and when I see you, I will resemble him!"

My eyes widened with disbelief on my face. I could actually look like my wife’s ex-husband. What a joke!

Wen Dier's face turned red as if it was stained with a layer of clouds: "The eyes are like it, the hair is like it, and the ears are like it!"

Usually I am the one who makes people speechless and rolls their eyes, but this time, it is my turn to enjoy that speechless feeling!

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Regarding the issue of eggs... I can't find the price list of eggs and oils in France and Germany. It is wasteful for the French army to use eggs as lubricants in Russia. To borrow a sentence from a book friend in the group, "It is necessary to

"They won't starve to death if they don't do it later." Well, some people actually feed eggs to horses. This is the first time I know about it. I thought horses only eat grass, wheat, wheat bran, carrots and the like.
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