Maria chuckled, then gently pushed her mistress away, and said with a smile: "My husband, the solution to the dilemma is not to stop the boiling soup, but to draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle." ”

"My husband..."

Looking at the beautiful man with an evil smile behind his wife, and at the same time listening to his wife calling himself "husband" repeatedly, Count Matthew could only smile bitterly. He only felt as if there was an invisible light flickering in his head, green.

But he suppressed his anger and chose to forgive.

For power, in order to win, he has paid enough, just his wife has a lover, it is not enough to shake his heart. It can be said that even if his heart is full of anger, now, there is no price, no humiliation that he cannot bear.

"My lady, what can you do?" Matthew curled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile.

Maria walked up to Matthew mischievously with a bewitching step on her tiptoes, and then hooked a finger, which gently ran across Matthew's cheek, her lips close to her earlobe, and said softly:

"Husband, the root cause of the predicament is your brother, Caesar. Although I don't want to admit it, your brother Caesar is the orthodoxy of Savoy, you should know in your heart, don't you? ”

As soon as Maria finished speaking, Matthew's face instantly turned pale, and then it turned a sickly red.

"My husband, what's wrong with you?" Maria immediately restrained her smile and cupped Matthew's face in distress, her expression gentle, but her eyes showed a vicious light like a scorpion's tail sting.

Maria's words can be said to be heart-wrenching, which directly made Matthew's heart skip a beat. But Matthew took a deep breath, closed his eyes, steadied himself, forced a smile, and replied, "I'm fine." ”

How could he be okay? He only felt as if he had fallen into a carefully woven trap, full of invisible swamps, full of prying eyes, and those swords from the shadows, all aimed at his intentions.

Could all this be a trap laid by the Medis family?

Matthew calmed down, closed his eyes, and thought about it all.

Indeed, the coup d'état was successful, as Matthew succeeded in killing the old count, seized Turin, the capital of Savoy, and succeeded in creating a de jure basis for his own succession.

But only half of the success is achieved, and the other half is a complete failure.

The death of Robert, his most loyal warrior, the escape of Caesar and Belea, and the widespread spread of rumors unfavorable to him, all of this created a large number of hidden dangers.

Endless uprisings and oppositions struck the Count's rule, while suppressing them steadily drained the Count's vital force at a slow but constant rate.

In the long run, Matthew will eventually lose in this endless internal friction, lose completely, and lose completely.

The Medis family, on the other hand, is likely to take advantage of the situation and accept Matthew's rule as a relative, and take the opportunity to annex his territory.

Thinking of this, Matthew only felt a chill all over his body.

"What can you do?" Matthew opened his eyes, his voice revealing indescribable exhaustion.

Maria grabbed her husband's hand, slapped it hard on her round ass, and then moaned softly, her eyes full of softness and spring. She whispered, "Let's make out first... One time. ”

Then, the corner of her eye hooked, and she glanced at her lover, and the beautiful man also understood, and immediately walked over, pulled down his collar, and showed off to Matthew his perfectly shaped marble-like pectoral muscles.

Matthew smiled bitterly, he knew that once this woman had sexual interest, then no matter what, even if there was a big thing, he would have to leave it behind.

Sex, all kinds of sex, and the wonderful experience of having sex with different types and numbers of men, is her favorite thing to do.

It was almost all of her life.

…

In the depths of love, Matthew slapped the other party's buttocks, blushed, and asked rudely, "What should I do now?" ”

Maria groaned, put one hand around her lover's neck, the other on her waist, looked at Matthew with silky eyes, and gasped, "Of course it is... Killed... Caesar... Finish. ”

Matthew's lips were pressed to Maria's ear and he asked softly, "Will you help me?" ”

Maria snuggled into Matthew's arms and replied gently, "Of course, you only need to promise me one... Condition. ”

"On what terms?"

Like a child who had done something wrong, Maria said innocently, "I want you... Kill... Mcqueen. ”

"What?"

Matthew got up and stared at Maria's eyes, while Maria looked at her husband innocently, spit out her silky ruddy tongue and licked her lips, as beautiful and charming as she looked.

Matthew closed his eyes, tried to calm down, and then sat down slowly, silent.

This woman... She doesn't have any contact with McQueen, but why do you have to kill him?

He thought about it for a moment, and quickly figured out the joints.

McQueen, the lion of Savoy, as the second viscount of Savoy, has absolute loyalty to Savoy and the Titus family, and as a powerful high-ranking warrior, his strength is also an absolute guarantee of defending Savoy. McQueen's loyalty and strength are equivalent to setting up an impregnable wall for Savoy, and even the powerful Marquis of Doren wants to invade Savoy, they have to think twice.

And when McQueen dies, the lion is gone, and Savoy, without the protection of the lion, will be a weak lamb to be slaughtered.

The ambitions of the Medis family are clear.

"Do you have to kill him?" Matthew asked coldly.

Maria smiled softly, kissed Matthew's chest with her lips, and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" ”

Matthew gasped, and reason told him that he must not agree to this condition, or he would not only become a murderer of his brother, but also a sinner of Savoy.

But reason could not resist the temptation of the devil after all, because at this moment, there was an evil voice whispering in his ear, like a devil's whisper:

"Promise her, how do you know that McGinn doesn't have the heart to covet the title? This is your only chance... The only chance to secure your seat on the throne of the Earl! ”

Seeing that Matthew was still hesitating, Maria raised her head, looked at the other party with affection, and said, "Please forgive me for my offense, but think about it, will McQueen forgive you for what you did?" ”

This sentence was like a hammer, shattering Matthew's last line of defense.

Yes, you killed not only your own father, but also McGinn's father, you can forgive yourself, but McGinn, will he forgive you? The reason why you don't have a conflict with him now is because your strength is still there. He may just be waiting for an opportunity to take you out after you've run out of strength in this endless internal strife.

"Good, good, good." Matthew said three good words in a row, but there was endless sadness and sighs in his voice, and he knew that in order to cut off the possible troubles, he would immediately aim the butcher knife at his brother, McGinn.

"How can you help me get rid of Caesar?" Matthew asked.

Maria sneered, "We will cut off all external economic ties in Marseille City, and besides, we will send an army led by the Patriarch of Medis to assist you. ”

"Good!"

At this moment, the window was suddenly blown open by the wind, and the cold wind swept away, blowing out the candle flame. In the dark, the two people with their own hearts hugged each other tightly, gentle, lingering, and tactful.

The dirty deal, and that's where it begins.