Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

Chapter 141 041 How to spend the longest night of the year (Part 1)

The letters from Louisa to him were all blank, which was Soloviev's own arrangement, at least on the surface. Without taking some special measures, he would not know what the other party meant.

Soloviev thought about preparing iodine tincture, but iodine has not been discovered yet. If it is purified, it must be obtained from seaweed, and potassium iodide must be prepared before it can be used with alcohol of higher purity.

Before, he heard Elena complain from a distance that when disinfecting, she applied some disinfectant alcohol on her body, and her butt felt cold and not necessarily comfortable.

Some time ago, when the temperature had not dropped sharply, she and Alexandra had already set off for Berlin. This year, they will spend the winter there with their husbands, and wait until spring to go home and separate.

This technology tree is actually not very difficult to start, as long as the preparation process is figured out. Let's not talk about iodine tincture first, the amount of starch is still relatively sufficient, especially in Russia, where there is no shortage of potatoes.

But that was all for the future. He was going to the palace now.

There were always large receptions in Petersburg. Louisa's complexion had improved and she tried to participate. However, her delicate body could not adapt to the noisy environment. After going twice, she fell ill again.

She was lying on the sofa in her bedroom. It was the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. In Petersburg, the nights were very long due to the high latitude.

But this kind of day was also Alexander's favorite day. He would not return until late at night from the reception held at the Tavrid Palace.

Louisa knew very well that two of the four older sisters-in-law were married, Maria had just recovered from her illness, and Catherine was still lovesick at a young age. On the one hand, she was attached to the Hussar Colonel who had gone to Paris, and on the other hand, she played dangerous games with her eldest brother Alexander in letters.

She was lonely in the palace. Natalia had recently taken a leave of absence. She often had no one to talk to at night.

"You all go and rest. I'm tired too. I need to rest for a while."

"Your Highness, we're all resting. When you call someone at night, no one will come even if you ring the bell."

"You don't have to worry about Liubov. You take Masha to take care of her. I want to be quiet tonight and don't want to be disturbed."

"Yes, Your Highness."

All the servants left, and hot water was prepared in the bathroom. She wanted to take a bath first. As for not needing others to serve her, it was also because when she was a child in Karlsruhe, she sometimes took a bath with her sister or took a bath by herself. This was more like the third level. However, she was different from Queen Louise of Prussia. She was taught very strictly about etiquette since she was a child, so she often behaved like a lady from a noble family.

The Queen of Prussia was also a beauty, but there were some differences. Her life was more like that of a citizen.

Louisa buried her body in the water, leaving only her head outside. The temperature of the hot water satisfied her, and petals and spices were added to it, so she reached under the water and blew bubbles, making herself look like a mermaid.

But if it were a mermaid, she might really be turning into foam now.

After she stopped thinking about this story, she got out of the bathtub, dried her body, and went back to the study to continue reading.

She liked this quiet environment very much, and she didn't know when the little major, who was also on his day off today, would come over.

Although Solovyov often wore military uniforms during non-working hours, it would be too conspicuous if he appeared in the palace.

His figure, combined with the uniform of the Guards, was easily discovered, so he changed into a student's clothes. In addition, his face was originally small, and if you didn't know, you would think he was a student of the Art Academy.

Speaking of which, Solovyov's body was indeed a genuine 19-year-old, and the clothes that Count Stroganov bought for him were well-fitting, and he was relatively light when moving.

He went through the annex of the Winter Palace, where there was a small path that was usually not noticed, which led to the prince's bedroom, and he also knew that Alexander would be back late at night tonight.

"Damn it, wearing such soft shoes in the middle of winter is just asking for cold."

But that's why he walked on the carpet at night.

But he was so quiet that he was wearing brown clothes.

You are "Musketeer" today, right?

When passing by a mirror, Solovyov really looked at himself.

"Today's Xiao Misha is so cute, she will definitely be favored by sister Louisa!" Unlike the military uniform, his clothes are more suitable for his current age.

He now looks like a big Russian boy. Except for what's in his head, he can't really tell. His catchphrases are often in Russian.

He is very familiar with security work, especially Lieutenant General Tarejin, whose defense is really bad and full of flaws.

When he successfully reached the door of the bedroom, he could see that the light here was very dim, and the candles on the lampstand were also dim, but the light in the study was still very bright, indicating that Louisa was reading there.

The doors were all open, which was also an old problem of the Winter Palace. The room was too hot due to the heating. The windows of several rooms in the bedroom were not opened due to the environment. The wind was also strong in winter.

If there was a fire inside, it would easily cause a dangerous fire.

Louisa was wearing pajamas and covered herself with a blanket. She felt warm in it. Her feet were cold, and she curled up her legs and lay on her side in the blanket, which made her feel very comfortable.

She was wondering why Xiao Misha hadn't come yet, although the time shown on the self-ringing clock was half an hour away from the time with Solovyov.

After Solovyov came in, he also saw that Louisa had turned the recliner upside down today, with her back to him.

So he chose to cover Louisa's eyes with both hands, and she trembled like a frightened deer.

"Who are you, with such cold hands?"

"It's me, Luisa, do you want to feel it more deeply?"

"Do you want to use my shoulder?"

"Yes, you can warm my hands and my heart."

There was no Puccini opera at the moment, so it didn't matter what he said.

He also wanted Luisa to warm it, which was really smart. Luisa turned around, got out of the blanket, and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"It's not your turn today, so I'll leave a mark on your forehead, but you don't have to be as careful as usual."

"But His Highness will be back late at night, Louisa."

"Yes, he will be back. I'll be with you in the first half of the night, and I'll have to deal with him in the second half."

"But you have to consider your identity."

"I know you always think about me, and that's why I like you. We can spend a lot of time together today. Do you think I've gotten better recently?"

"Louisa, your body has recovered a lot. At least when I touched your ribs, the sharp feeling is not as strong as before."

"But you're still very thin, and I hope to be like Katish. I've touched her body. I don't want to be as plump as her, at least I don't want to look like she's just recovered from a serious illness."

In fact, Louisa hugged the "little fairy" a lot before she got married, and it was normal to envy the girl's health and liveliness.

"Louisa, your shoulders look much better, at least not as bony as before."

This pajamas reveals a lot of white skin around the collarbone and shoulders. The best-looking shoulders in Petersburg are undoubtedly those of the "little fairy", even Maria Naryshkina can't compare with hers, and Louisa's shoulders and collarbones are not as skinny as they were some time ago.

"Yes, the medicine you prescribed for me is still useful. I asked my maid to buy it from a pharmacy that imports from Siberia."

"That's right, but the salvia there is very different from the one native to China. It was planted in the manor of Prince Yusupov's family, and there were some mistakes in the selection. After all, it belongs to the Salvia family."

"There are different classifications, right? Come and check again. I think my health is much better now than before."

"I can feel it. If it weren't for the fact that girls don't want others to know their weight."

"What you said, I also hope that I can be fatter. I don't want to be like Her Majesty the Queen, but I have to be fatter than Sonya."

The Countess is indeed slimmer, which Solovyov saw when he visited No. 17 Nevsky Avenue. It's just that Louisa always attracts a group of slim girls. Little Natalia is also a slim little beauty. The people around her are generally of this shape.

"You have some comparison objects."

"Let's not talk about that for now. Don't be so long-winded. Read me some poems, whether they are translated oriental poems or poems by European poets."

However, Solovyov did not have the habit of plagiarism, and he did not want to copy Pushkin. After all, Louisa was not a Russian girl. She was a "light dragoon" from Baden with a pretty and lovely appearance.

If it was a "dragoon" or a "cuirassiers", the level would be different.

"Please allow me to recite Chinese poems translated into French for you"

Louisa was very much looking forward to it, but she could also feel some meaning.

"This poem sounds good. Don't always translate heroic stories. Such lovely poems are good. The birds are scared away. The mood of boating on the lake is really beautiful. You can feel that there is a painting in front of you."

"Yes, it is a very beautiful scenery. Do you like boating?"

"Of course I like it. In the pond of Tafred Palace or in England Park."

"Although I have known you for a long time since I served and worked in the palace, Louisa, I still think that when I was in England Park, I felt like a fateful encounter."

"The red line between us is indeed very subtle, moi"

Louisa took the initiative to put her face close to him. Such a word "I" really sounded like mua, which meant that she was going to kiss Solovyov again.

At this time, it was naturally impossible to avoid it. Solovyov's student hat was knocked off, and the two hugged each other tightly.

"Louisa" Solovyov felt that in today's situation, he was actually walking into a trap again. He could feel that Louisa was removing his coat, revealing the high-end white shirt inside.

"You don't look good in an art school student's coat. It looks best when you wear a white shirt."

Solovyov picked her up easily, but did not forget to lift her mules.

"It's very cold outside and it's covered in snow. How about we go out to the yard and watch the stars."

"But the meteor was observed last month, and nothing can be seen now."

"That's right. Also, Mishka, have you made a stethoscope?"

"Right here."

Solovyov prepared a tool bag for his waist, which actually contained a straight-tube stethoscope.

"This one is made of wood. I really can't get ivory."

"Listen to my heart and my breathing, my little doctor."

Solovyov picked her up and placed her on the desk. He put the stethoscope on Louisa's chest to listen to the beating of her heart.

"Still a little weak, Louisa, but much better than before, and your breathing is even."

"I feel much better myself, and I want to thank you too."

She sat up, stood on the ground along the side of the desk, and put on her shoes.

"How can I thank you? My little doctor?"

"Lisa, I'm just happy to be with you."

He was telling the truth, and Louisa liked his straightforwardness.

"Although we can't be together all the time, you must come to see me often when you are in Petersburg. In the summer, we can look at the vast starry sky together and use a telescope to observe the stars in the sky. You have to tell me something The story needs to be more passionate.”

This was already made clear to him. Solovyov knew that the poison of love here could easily kill him, but he finally plucked up the courage and took the initiative to kiss Louisa.

Luisa's nightgown is made of two layers of white silk, and there are many patterns on it to show off the Italian craftsmanship. To the touch, this kind of clothing looks very similar to the skin of these well-maintained girls, and even hugs her Solovyov himself did not notice this fact when they were together.

The relationship between the two of them has developed very quickly. This night, there is still a lot to talk about, and it is inevitable to post.

That is to say, it is too cold in winter to go out. In fact, there is a more atmospheric place in the palace in a garden or balcony where few people go.

Solovyov also noticed that Louisa was spreading her hair, which made her look cuter. This look made her look more like Psyche, and made her feel more pitiful.