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The Duke of Bavaria had no choice but to choose the third floor!

I have to climb over the wall and climb to the third floor. Damn it, this isn't Assassin's Creed!

If someone discovers me climbing over the wall in the middle of the night, I won't be regarded as a thief anyway, but I won't be seen as a thief like in later generations, and I won't be seen with a thumbs up, even sticking my butt out so handsomely, or at best a thumbs up.

With the name of a pervert who sticks his butt outside the wall in the middle of the night!

But anyway, I'm still here.

The Duke of Bavaria was stunned, Constance?

The French girl who turned around had a flushed face and blurry eyes... I take back what I said before, there is really a nymphomaniac here who would give me a thumbs up and praise my beauty if she saw me sticking my butt out.

"Water is indeed incompatible with fire, and the Romans and the French will become enemies, but... Duke of Bavaria, why do you think that the Princess of Orleans cannot be my woman?"

"This...this, she is the daughter of the Duke of Orleans, isn't she?"

"The daughter of the Duke of Orleans..." I smiled and walked to Constance, and put my arm around Constance's waist. The next second, Constance's whole body seemed to have been drained of all strength.

She collapsed beside me, forcing me to completely support her with my hands. If I hadn't reacted in time, this girl would have fallen to the ground.

What's going on?

"As you can see, she is not only a princess, but also my woman." I picked up Constance's chin and pretended to smell Constance's fragrance in front of the Duke of Bavaria.

While absorbing the fragrance, I also felt an unusual warmth on this girl's body, as if she had just drunk too much alcohol. What further proved my guess was that Constance was actually panting.

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I frowned, did I eat a big Spanish fly?

Did she eat it herself?

Thinking back to the time in Versailles, Constance really had a dark history of taking that drug. But would she go crazy and take it on her own before the Duke of Bavaria?

Constance's hands gripped my wrists and waist so hard that the whole person in her arms seemed to be burrowing in. A possibility came to my mind. Could those French people feed this girl?

After taking the medicine, right? Then leave it to the Duke of Bavaria for waste? The reason for doing this? Prompted Constance to find Frederick to deal with the Duke of Bavaria?

No matter what, I am standing here today because I came to the right place!

I half-carried Constance back to the hall and sat on the couch facing the Duke of Bavaria. I hugged Constance and sat down confidently, letting Constance lie on top of me like a kitten.

I lifted up Constance's hair, and finally held the strand of hair on her cheek while playing with it and looking up at the Duke of Bavaria.

"I answered the question of the Duke of Bavaria. Now I ask the Duke of Bavaria to answer my question. Do you think I am on the side of the Romans or the French?"

The Duke of Bavaria's face is changing. I think this question is difficult for him.

The daughter of the Duke of Orleans became my woman. Logically speaking, it is possible for me to side with the French. However, I, a dignified imperial prince, would abandon my glory and wealth in Rome and go to France to become an intruder.

Son-in-law? That status has been reduced more than a little bit.

"You can't answer...I can tell you the answer." I let down Constance's hair, "I am still in the Roman camp."

A Roman prince fell in love with the daughter of the Duke of Orleans. What happened behind this was definitely not what the Duke of Bavaria could have imagined. Anyway, his face couldn't help but become more and more ugly, and the panic in his eyes became more and more obvious, and then the next second

, this guy’s expression was very obviously dull.

It turns out that at this critical moment when I was talking to the Duke of Bavaria, the heat wave coming out of Constance's mouth was getting closer and closer. This girl is so short-sighted that she actually wanted to block my mouth at this time! What if I

If I showed a surprised expression at this moment, wouldn't all the inscrutability I pretended to be ruined?

I held Constance's waist and slid my left hand down, just pressing it on Constance's thigh. I raised Constance's mouth. I struck first and touched her lips like a dragonfly.

After touching it, his eyes were blurred and his mind seemed a little unclear.

Constance's eyes widened at this moment, and her eyes regained a little clarity. At this moment, through several layers of clothes, I could feel this girl's heart beating very fast. When I stepped away, she unexpectedly

She also wanted to open her mouth and stick her tongue out.

"Good boy, I'm talking to the Duke of Bavaria."

The moment I was speaking, I felt something strange on Constance's legs. The next second, a sound of water rang out in the quiet hall.

I have a black line in my head!

Even though I was subconsciously aware of what Constance had done, I couldn't help but wish it hadn't happened, but I was wrong!

Water dripped out from the bottom of Constance's skirt. Soon, a hot steamy water stain formed under the girl's feet.

The corners of my eyes twitched involuntarily.

Damn it, what is going on?!

Oh my god, the Spanish fly actually has this effect?

Looking up at the Duke of Bavaria, he had the same expression. It was obvious that he was also shocked.

What about the instigator himself?

Listening to the slight ticking sound, Constance's whole face turned red with embarrassment, and she felt ashamed.

It was no longer possible to expect Constance to smooth things over, so the whole burden fell on my shoulders again.

"You didn't hold it in."

"Yeah." Constance responded with a sound as quiet as a mosquito.

"But my meeting with the Duke of Bavaria is only halfway through. Didn't we agree that we would have to endure it until we end the meeting?"

This time Constance didn't respond.

The left hand attached to Constance's thigh patted her: "Then I can only punish you tonight."

This time Constance nodded, and then her whole body lay back on me again.

I coughed twice, drawing the Duke of Bavaria's attention back, but the Duke of Bavaria couldn't come back to the still-warm water stains on the ground for a while, and he had to look at me every time.

Take a look at the puddle of water on the ground.

"Duke of Bavaria, where were we talking about?"

"Dear Your Majesty, we just mentioned that you are still in the Roman camp." The Duke of Bavaria inadvertently bent down while speaking. Well, he wouldn't have thought of me as a big (bian) gentleman (tai), right?

?

"Duke, now you know where you went wrong?"

The Duke of Bavaria knelt down with a thump.

This reaction is a bit exaggerated, but considering that I have played a difficult character like Constance to this extent, it is understandable that the Duke of Bavaria is so afraid and nervous.

"Prince! I am, no, it's the French who are deceiving me. They just said that the Princess of Orleans has something to discuss with me."

"But if you don't want to betray us, why do you want to contact the French again?"

"I, I, I..." The Duke of Bavaria couldn't find a suitable word for a long time.

I asked sternly: "Your Excellency, Duke, I am very disappointed! Do you think the French can defeat us Romans!"

Do the French have the strength to defeat us?

If just now, the Duke of Bavaria thought this answer was controversial, now because of Constance and the puddle of water on the ground, the Duke of Bavaria no matter what he thought, he felt that the French should not be able to defeat Rome. Why?

The Duchess of Orleans has surrendered, and even his talks with the French are under her control. Other aspects... Also, open your eyes and see clearly how terrifying this must be to make that Orleans

The princess succumbed to the point where she was willing to be played badly, and was so bad that she did things that were unimaginable to him!

Well, the identity of the Duke of Orleans' daughter behind Constance was enough to scare the Duke of Bavaria to death. As for the puddle of water just now, I can only say that Constance did a good job.

"No!" After the Duke of Bavaria finished speaking, he quickly shouted, "Please forgive me for my mistake!"
Chapter completed!