At the same time, I also hinted that Wendell Saxon would continue to slander me in the future.

The biggest crisis in marrying a wife was roughly solved. I didn’t want Wen Dill to stay in this room for a moment. Fortunately, a servant came up and told us that Wen Diel’s room was ready. I finally found an excuse to put her in the room.

Remove from the room.

After taking the wife all the way to her room and inviting her to have dinner with me, I left.

"Your Highness."

Wendil stopped me at the door.

I turned back in confusion: "Madam?"

"It seems that His Highness has worked so hard in Germany and achieved such great achievements but has never enjoyed a real celebration banquet. If Your Highness doesn't mind, I can hold one for you, okay?"

My fingers moved slightly excitedly and I asked: "Celebration party?"

"I passed by the Erzgebirge Mountains and the scenery there left a deep impression on me. I would like to go to the foothills of the Erzgebirge Mountains with you for a picnic, just the two of us. What do you think, Your Highness?"

Of course 10,000 are willing!

However, Wen Dier's eyes suddenly became ambiguous at this moment: "But I think our Roman heroes need a good rest more than the celebration party."

Yes, I did take a good rest. Last night I almost didn't sleep all night. The days of fighting in Saxony and Prussia were even more scary every day.

I happily returned to my room and closed the door. Seeing that the task assigned by the cheap daddy was further developed, I had to shout excitedly a few times to vent my emotions. However, I don’t know what evil I committed today.

It didn't give me any chance to breathe. Something I saw almost made me black out!

A fat one!

A pair of women's fat pants!

One piece probably slipped from the quilt and landed on the side of the bed, a lady!

Feletelia, why did you leave a fat piece for me!!!

I don’t know if Wen Dier has seen it!

Recalling her ambiguous eyes, I swallowed, hoping she didn't mean anything else.

The day when Wendil wanted to go on an outing was not far away, just a week away, but it was a bit hasty for the negotiations surrounding Saxon interests and the Prussian issue.

But so what?

National affairs are not as important as personal relationships between children!

The quarrel with the Austrians and Saxons at the negotiating table was left to Viscount Imas, Constans, and Morris. I helped Viscount Imas and the Prussians take the lead.

After we agreed on the issue of Saxony's defeat, I was ready to leave, but the wife still had to talk to the Saxons before she could leave, so she had business to do.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they went out to fight with the Austrians and Saxons in Constans, and I made an appointment early in the morning to bring back the fat balls belonging to this girl Feletelia to her.

Facing that girl, I even thought about dying.

"I asked you to change clothes, why did you even take off this for me?"

Feletelia blushed and took back the things packed in oil paper: "Who asked you to hand me all the men's personal belongings? I thought you wanted me to change into them."

"Then you didn't ask when changing?"

"I just woke up at that time!"

Come on, what a powerful reason.

"Return my things to me when you have time. If not, then you can keep them as souvenirs. Later you can write like this, September 1719, Prince of Prussia raided the copy of Prince Nicephorus of Rome,

After a night of fierce fighting, you get the spoils of war and a set of clothes."

"Go to hell!" The angry girl kicked her over. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!