At the same time, in the Spanish royal palace, there was a small-scale fierce but one-sided argument, and the two sides of the argument, one was a thick white powder on his face, a mole sticking to the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows were red, his mature and plump body was tightly wrapped in a court dress, and the half-aged with low open collar made her plump and white breasts dazzle, although she wore very heavy makeup, she could still see that this woman must have been extremely beautiful when she was young, and now, Although the corners of the eyes and eyebrows have been dyed with fine lines, they are still charming, especially in those eyes that are like water, there is a hot ** and provocative temptation rolling all the time. 【】

The other was a handsome mature man with beautiful brown hair and a slender figure, dressed in a luxuriously decorated outfit, and at this moment he was speaking, like a good orator.

“…… My dear Majesty the Queen, your decision-making will not only not be detrimental to Spain, but will also make Spain incomparably stronger under your rule, Your Majesty the King has been lying on the sickbed all the year round, and the thoughts and favors of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess have increased, if we do not let His Majesty make up his mind at this time, then it is very likely that we will lose the best opportunity. ”

"However, Maria has always been in the East, and His Majesty has to think about his own people, and even more so to explain to his ministers, that a Queen Majesty who is far away in the East cannot become a true Queen." Maria. Luisa still seemed very hesitant, although she was with her lover Manuel. Morality. Godoy had already said something that touched her heart.

Yes, she is a woman with the same lust for power, and the cowardly and lustful Carlos IV not only lacks sufficient ability in bed, but also lacks vision and courage in politics and in governing the country, and if it were not for herself, God knows if Spain would have been reduced to a third-rate country.

However, everything she has is from her husband, King Carlos IV of Spain, compared with Carlos IV, his sister-in-law Ferdinand is not only hot-tempered, but also autocratic, and Ferdinand is very unpleasant to his lover Manuel, although Ferdinand is now only a little more than ten years old, but has more than once declared that he wants to kill Manuel and maintain the reputation of the Spanish royal family.

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This thought not only made Manuel very nervous, but also made Queen Maria. Luisa was embarrassed and angry at her son's words and deeds.

What's more, if Carlos IV dies one day, once Ferdinand ascends the throne, then Manuel's political enemies will inevitably attack him, and at that time, let alone want to keep this handsome lover, even if he wants to play with the power of Spain like now, I am afraid it will only be a dream.

"My Majesty, do you just watch me slide step by step into the bottomless abyss?" Manuel walked slowly to Queen Maria, got down on one knee, and lifted his handsome head. "If it is your will, then, even if I am thrown into hell, I will accept this ending with a heart that will always love you and fear you."

"My little Manuel, don't say that." Looking at the little lover's beautiful pale gray eyes full of infinite grief and longing, Queen Maria's heart was almost broken. raised her hand, hugged the handsome head, and hugged her wide and plump arms tightly, like a little girl, reluctant to give up her favorite toy.

Manuel almost breathed for breath in Maria's turbulent bosom, and struggled to catch a few breaths between the two peaks before she came to her senses and rubbed her face with pleasure on Queen Maria's pink and smooth breasts.

Queen Maria also closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of her little lover teasing her body. "My little Manuel, my little liver."

"Of course I am yours, my Queen, my body, my heart and even my soul belong to you alone, my dear Majesty the Queen......" Manuel's face was already red like a bull in heat, and her hands were already in Queen Maria's palace clothes and kneaded, her lips biting and sobbing on her plump breasts.

Queen Maria's eyes narrowed, her cheeks were so red that she could barely hide the powder, and her hands fell on the little lover's crotch and rubbed them.

While the man and woman were in heat in the room, two maids stood respectfully on either side of the door, deaf to the faint moans and shouts and rhythmic crashes that came from inside the door. It's as if I've long been accustomed to everything that happens inside.

And at the corner at the end of the corridor, a waiter stood in front of a young man who looked a little frightened, dressed in the most luxurious clothes, with gold painting and thorn on the top, and tassels and lace edges, which were equally dazzling, young enough to even be called immature, but with a look of anger.

This young man was the little Ferdinand that Maria and Manuel had just mentioned in the room.

"Tell me where my queen mother is? You damned, disgusting servant, have you forgotten who I am? Do you need to have my chief guard blast a big hole in you so that you can understand that my orders are not for one of your petty servants to disobey? "Little Ferdinand, though young, spoke in great order, and behind him stood two large men in the shape of a plagiarism, with large calloused hands holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a shiny firearm showing the shiny hilt of the gun, both of them with mustaches and wide-brimmed hats with beautiful feathers on them, and looked coldly at the squire who had made his little master pale with fright.

"Your Royal Highness, Her Majesty the Queen is in the room at the end of this corridor, saying that she wants to discuss state affairs with Her Excellency the Prime Minister." The squire struggled to hunch his waist a little more, making his tone appear modest and submissive.

"Damn, damn it, that disgusting maggot, I'm going to kill him. Manuel! Like an enraged Spanish bull, little Ferdinand slapped the squire in the face, then pushed him away and rushed straight ahead.

Naturally, the two loyal guards followed their little master unconditionally, without even looking at the attendant who had been pushed aside and covered his face and begged for mercy.

However, when they had passed around the corner, the attendant had already taken away the hand covering his face, and quietly leaned over to the corner of the wall and poked his head out, looking at the figures of the three men, with a slight triumphant smile on his face.

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"Open the door quickly, I command you in your capacity as the Prince of Spain, open it quickly!" Little Ferdinand angrily banged his fist on the thick door, and the two terrified maids, under the watchful eye of the two watchful guards, could only watch as little Ferdinand continued to roar there.

"Wait, my dear little Ferdinand, what are you anxious about?" After about half a minute, the Queen Maria of Spain finally came from inside the room. Louisa's deliberately calm voice.

The door creaked, and slowly opened inside, revealing Her Majesty Queen Maria, whose hair was still slightly disheveled, and her dress was equally wrinkled.

The heavy makeup on Maria's face had been wiped off, and her face was flushed with a delicate flush like that of a young girl, like the ripples of the spring love from the bottom of her heart.

"Tell me, Queen Mother, where is Manuel's disgusting reptile? I'm going to kill him! Little Ferdinand's hateful gaze swept over Queen Maria's disheveled clothes and her strange expression. Thinking of his haggard father on the sickbed, little Ferdinand felt that his heart was filled with anger that needed to be vented.

But Maria was her own mother, and little Ferdinand, who longed for the fulfillment of the family, automatically and consciously attributed all the sins to Manuel, the minister of power.

"What are you doing here?!" Hearing her son's voice with bitter hatred, as well as the flushed face, her eyes were full of hatred and violence, so that Queen Maria couldn't help but feel a cool breath poured from her head to the soles of her feet, Maria believed that if little Ferdinand really saw that Manuel was here, maybe he would really kill Manuel, although he was young and was not Manuel's opponent at all, but don't forget, he was the king of Spain.

"Little Ferdinand, don't forget who you are, are you still a noble Spanish prince? He is a great minister of the kingdom and a prime minister who is trusted by your father. Maria struggled to make her trembling voice calm and dignified.

"He ruined the reputation of the Spanish royal family, Queen Mother, I can't stand those ministers pointing fingers behind me, and I can't stand those people actually laughing at you behind your back, orchestrating all kinds of vicious language to orchestrate you, all for that damn courtier Manuel." Without mercy, little Ferdinand pushed away Queen Maria's outstretched arm, slammed into the room, drew the richly decorated dagger from his waist, lifted the sheets from the bed in the middle of the room, and saw that there was no human figure on them, except for the messy sheets, which made him furious, and then screamed and slapped the cupboards one after another, and opened them, and then took the dagger and stabbed it viciously inside.

(To be continued)