Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

Chapter 129 029 Do we still need information exchange at this time?

Now that this girl heard that she was going to marry such a powerful but "ugly" general, tears came out of her eyes, flowed from her fleshy cheeks, collected on her chin, and finally fell on her plump chest. These tears burst out The dripping dripped inside, and my chest was actually wet.

Not to mention her well-developed tear ducts, she has a bit of baby fat. With such a chubby body, but not the fat type, she is very attractive to men.

This marriage, arranged by Paul, was even more outrageous than before.

Langeron couldn't help but comment: "The countess is as beautiful as an angel, but our friend is a dark-skinned and ugly soldier."

"You speak too highly of Pyotr Ivanovich."

Miloladovic still wanted to protect his friends, but Langeron continued to complain: "In such a marriage, apart from the close physical connection they have established, I really can't find anything that can make both parties happy. The way to happiness."

It is true that Miloladovich had no way to refute what Langeron said. After all, the prince was not as good at dealing with girls as he was.

Even while eating, he also received a Mon général written on a napkin by a countess, je t'aime! (My general, I love you!). He has always been very lucky, but helping Bagla Ji Ang, he had no choice but to sigh.

"He has to rely on himself, General Langeron. I think the Emperor is going to toast again."

He originally wanted to say something, but Paul himself raised his glass again, but this time the congratulations were to wish everyone good health.

What Solovyov wants to complain about is that it would be better to be "healthy and victorious".

This banquet in Tsarskoe Selo has to be dispersed. After Paul has gone to the Catherine Palace to rest, Solovyov has arranged the palace guards and now comes to see Bagration.

"Congratulations, Peter Ivanovich, your Majesty has given you the most beautiful gem in Petersburg."

"But I don't know how to please this girl. She is so beautiful, and I am like this."

"It doesn't matter, I have known this little girl for more than four years. She was not even thirteen years old at that time, and she was already... Hehe, guess what?"

"Maybe she wants to use her charm to attract you?"

"That's true, but at that time she still looked like the impression you had in the past. Although she had a good figure, she was still a child, and she didn't look like she does now."

"What I'm worried about is that I won't be able to keep her heart. The marriage His Majesty gave me is indeed a bit 'cruel' to her. After all, she is only sixteen years old, still a child, and I am already thirty-five years old."

"The age gap sometimes requires other aspects to enhance her happiness. Especially in bed."

When he said this, Solovyov himself blushed. He only had two or three experiences with Sylvia, and both of them were clumsy. Looking back, the few days he spent with that Italian girl were really... It is a young and sweet memory.

"Look, you're blushing yourself. I probably understand what you mean."

Presumably, he and his old friend Miloladovich have been hanging out among young women and actresses, so they should have relatively rich experience.

"I'm telling you this now, and I have to comfort that girl later. You also know that I am regarded as a 'good sister' by them, and it's hard to even talk about it."

"But you said it, go ahead, comfort the child, and say a few nice words to me."

Bagration patted Solovyov on the shoulder. It seemed that the general also had something troublesome to do.

At this moment, Count Ekaterina Skavronskaya was hiding alone in the corridor and crying. Her tear glands may be because her body is plump and the internal water content is relatively high. From the banquet, It has been two hours now and she is still crying.

She leaned behind the pillars of the cloister and did not notice that Solovyov had appeared behind her.

"Katya, I know you feel bad now. Wipe your face well, you little cat."

"Misha, come and pinch my face and tell me this is not true."

"Moi?"

"It's you, don't speak French at this time. When you met me, you couldn't speak French well."

Solovyov was ordered to rub his face. I have to say that this girl's face feels so good. When he kneads her chubby little face and squeezes her little mouth into a pout, it makes her even more cute. .

"Okay, I know this is true. Misha, get out of the way first, I want to get up. Oops!"

When she stood up, she almost fainted because she stood up too hard, and she fell into Solovyov's arms. The planned "fainting" in the prince's arms that she hoped for every day did not happen.

"I hope to have a handsome prince to be my husband"

"There is a prince, but he is older. But the prince is a good man. We are brothers who live and die together on the battlefield. He is my good big brother. Otherwise, the emperor would not be so fond of him. He is obviously a prince of Georgia, but To get one of the brightest stars in Petersburg.”

"If you had said this earlier, I might have wanted you right then, but you are more like my brother now, and I can't let you go."

"Can I share my secret with you?"

Solovyov knew that if he said something, this girl's mouth was not open, and it would be leaked.

"You'd better keep your secret. If I accidentally reveal it when I'm accompanying Her Royal Highness Elizabeth at night, that wouldn't be good."

But this little brat probably doesn't know that she has a crush on the Crown Princess.

"But I have other secrets. For example, when I was in Italy, I got a lot of precious works of art."

"What do you want?"

"I want to send part of it to Paris. Madame Le Brun said that after she takes care of Julie, she will go there to have a look. I will go inside to take out a painting and give it to you as a wedding gift. "

"Merci."

"In addition, I have helped you inquire about many things, including the prince's."

"I know, what else are you not telling me?"

Solovyov leaned close to the "little goblin's" ear and quietly told her that after all, when they went to the bathhouse to take a bath together, he had seen the prince's physical condition in the dressing room, and his description was very accurate.

This girl is indeed still in high spirits. After hearing this, her face turned red.

"How can that work? I have no experience in this area. If I get hit by that, I'm afraid it will hurt to death! Or... my blood will bleed dry! Oh my god, I will die!"

"Which nanny told you these things? It's not like that, right?"

"My sister told me, she said yes"

Speaking of which, the little jealous dispute between their sisters has passed, but what Maria told her was obviously to scare people, or to show off the power of little Count Palen on the bed, to make her " "tortured" and "wanted to die".

"Don't be ridiculous, there is no such thing. If you ask your highnesses, it should be more painful when giving birth. Although I have very little experience in this area, I can assure you, Girls’ bodies are still very strong, you won’t die.”

"I don't believe it."

"If you really don't believe it, you should ask someone with experience. Wouldn't it be better to ask the countess? That's your mother. She can tell you, right?"

"Humph! Mom and sister only care about their own happiness! Maybe everyone in our family is like this!"

If this girl doesn't get some good advice, she may go even further in the future.

It is obviously late at night in September, but there is no autumn feeling in Petersburg now, and the breeze blowing on the body makes people feel very comfortable.

"The wind has picked up. Are you going to be with His Highness tonight?"

"Yeah!" The girl nodded, and then went to the palace.

"What a silly girl. If she can't control herself well, she may become a social butterfly in the future!"

Solovyov can't control that much. He has already told his "big brother" and "good sisters" what he should have said.

When the "little goblin" came to Louisa's bedroom, she also saw the princess changing clothes.

"Oh, when you see me like this, am I too thin?"

In addition to being taller and slender, Louisa really looks "skinny". She has just recovered from an illness recently and is even skinnier.

"Your Highness, your body is still recovering, and you will still be as radiant as you were a few years ago."

"Your mouth is so sweet. I also like how you look like this. Come on, let me touch you."

Louisa took the countess in her arms and began to caress her back and buttocks with her hands

"If you were taller, there would be no one in Petersburg who could compare with you."

And right now, she was still fumbling with the pins and knots of the "little fairy's" clothes, trying to untie them for her.

"I really like you too, Katya, you are a good girl, let me rub you."

Then, when Louisa let go of her hands and kept some distance from herself, all her clothes fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, after that accident, you all like to make fun of me so much."

"I like you too. Isn't it fair for you to see me like this?" Louisa also untied her own clothes.

"Lisa."

"The hot water has been prepared. Let's take a shower first. After drying our bodies, we can go watch the stars."

The Countess did not call for the servants, but moved the deck chair herself and placed it on the large renovated balcony. She had wiped her body, but she still looked steaming, stepping on the carpet one foot at a time. , and left cute footprints, especially since she walked on tiptoes, and when her front feet landed on the ground, they looked like the paw prints of wild animals.

When they opened the balcony door, the two of them felt the breeze blowing, which was also very cool.

Louisa hugged the "little fairy" again. This girl was so fleshy and warm in her arms.

"Your body is so warm. Look at the sky now. That direction is the Milky Way. You can see the constellation Lyra there, that star."

"Your Highness, you are telling me a story again. I am no longer a child."

"You are not married yet, so I will still treat you as a child. You sisters were also raised by Her Majesty the Queen, and you and Alexandra are also sisters."

After saying that, Louisa hugged her tighter. She really liked the touch of the "little fairy's" body. The girl was also very obedient in her arms, and the two of them lay on the lounge chair.

On such a dim moonlit day, if the moonlight shines down during the full moon, their beautiful bodies look like marble statues.

But, this wonderful scene was indeed not seen by anyone, and after Louisa told the "little fairy" a Greek story for a while, her eyelids began to fight.

"Lisa, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Okay, let's all go to bed."

I don't know if the "little fairy"'s body is too tempting, both men and women like it very much. Louisa stuffed her into her quilt, and then hugged her daughter, stroking her back while singing a lullaby.

But there are some differences. She took off the clothes of the Countess, and stroked her round and petite body with her other hand-it seems that she has awakened some strange motherly love route.

The "little fairy" lay in Louisa's arms. Although the Crown Princess was weak, she was good at taking care of children. The Countess had curled up under such caresses, her eyes were already full of fatigue, like a little white cat, one arm and one leg were still on Louisa's body, and she fell asleep like this.

"I said, Katya, you are still a child." Louisa herself was already a little bit overwhelmed. She missed her child so much after being away from her for a day, and then she found such an oversized substitute. After all, among the maids, only this girl was like this and still had some baby fat. Her skin felt like a child when touched, and her personality was actually the same, except that she often pretended to be an adult.

Louisa also felt a little sympathetic to this girl. After all, she did not marry the person she loved, but was arranged to marry casually.

She herself was the same. She came from Baden to the completely unfamiliar Petersburg, and she had no relatives. Her status in the court was also threatened, and there was no place to confide.

After getting married, she was cautious for several years and felt more and more lonely. She was not used to the environment of the Russian court.

The girl sleeping in his arms still had a little freedom, but it was very limited. Petersburg was an exquisite birdcage, locking many people in it. The one locked in the deepest part should be herself. Unlike other "prisoners", as an exquisite ornament on the Russian crown, she was fixed there, waiting for her fate. She herself didn't know, and could only wait for the arrival of each moment.