Then the Baroness and Maemy heard a shrill shout.

"Looks like she found out. The Baroness said that she was jumping up from the bed naked, and the teardrop-shaped ** jumped and shook on her breasts—her breasts were fuller than any woman she had ever seen before, and perfect, from the beautiful lines to the delicate skin, from the light reddish-brown ** To the rosy rutou, when stimulated, it turns from rose red to deep burgundy, and finally settles into a color like purple garnet, which is as beautiful as a blooming flower, and as soft and sensitive as a baby's eyes—even if she is a woman and a priest who serves Flo, she will still have a dry mouth and dizzy eyes when faced with this beauty.

She pulled her silk robe from the chair beside the bed, and as she hurriedly slipped it over her arm, she rushed out of the room in a whirlwind, the silky black silk just sliding down her knees as she stepped into the hallway.

"Follow me. She snapped, and Memi grimaced with her back to her, and even if the Baroness didn't say that, she would have hurried away, and the last thing she needed was to be alone with a spellcaster.

Penny stood outside the room, screaming, her wet silk robe clinging to her like a hen that had been thrown into a boiling bucket and jumped out desperately, but no one could hear what she was screaming, and as soon as she saw the Baroness, she pounced on her and hugged her so hard, the Baroness grabbed her arm and looked helplessly at the ceiling depicting a woman copulating with a bison, while frowning where Penny couldn't see, for the water, wine, and spice powder on Penny's body were frantically tormenting her favorite robe.

You'll have more robes, from silk to fur, the baroness comforted herself in her heart.

"All right," she said softly, "all right, what's going on? Tell me, my little darling, who provoked you?" she stroked Penny's hair gently— This is really the roughest thing she has ever seen and touched, the baroness thought, she needs to put the matter of taking care of her hair on the schedule as soon as possible, the last time the merchant from the south came with a new recipe, what is it, camel urine or elephant dung, whatever, get some to try, it really can't be done, she also knows a red-robed mage, he can stick the hair of the dead to your head with the scalp together.

"A ......" Penny grabbed the placket of her robe, as if she could maintain her chastity by relying on this: "A man, the gods are above, and there is a man in the room!"

The Baroness raised an eyebrow, "Don't talk nonsense," she pushed Penny away, "No way," she stressed, "not even our husbands will be allowed in here!"

"But......" Penny choked up, "he's in the room." ”

"Let me see," said the Baroness, "if that shameless thief has crept here, I will have the Archon rip off his limbs and his beeps inch by inch with red-hot tongs, and then smash his balls with a little hammer." ”

"Uh......"

Everything in the room remained as it was, and the Baroness looked at a lady in a cream-colored silk robe in tacit understanding, who lazily took a lazy breath of fragrant hookah and exhaled the cyan smoke rings stacked on top of each other - as if it were a signal, everyone in the room duly put away their contemptuous glances and sarcastic smiles, "You startled us," the cream silk robe asked sweetly, "Little Penny, my sister, what's the matter? Is that slave not serving you well?" Didn't you do your best, or did he accidentally hurt you?"

"One...... He is...... One...... Man ......" Penny stammered, "A man!"

It was only now that Madame de Baroness finally set her eyes on the young man who had been kneeling motionless since being pushed away by Penny: "...... Maybe it's a misunderstanding," she said in a slow tone, "Penny." If that's the man you're talking about - then he's definitely not going to be a man, a slave, standing up and taking off his clothes. ”

"Come, Penny," she said mildly, "look at him." I swear in my husband's name that you will never see a man. ”

She grabbed Penny's chin and half-forced her to see the man.

He was indeed a young man to be admired if he did not look between his legs, and though as a slave he could not look directly at his master and his guests, so he could only bow his head deeply and hide his face, but his snow-white skin was flawless, and his body was perfectly proportioned, and he stood there like an alabaster statue carved by a skilled craftsman, no, none of that mattered, but what mattered was that he was, as the Baroness said, that there was nothing between his slightly separated legs, as the craftsman had carelessly chiseled off a critical point, and his reckless apprentice had polished it out again。

"He's a eunuch," said the baroness, waving her hand, before remembering that she hadn't taken her fan, "I'm sorry, Penny, because the sisters have been complaining for a while—they always feel that the slave girl is not strong enough, and that the massage is not as strong as they want, so I bought a few eunuchs from the south." ”

Penny looked at the baroness, then at the ...... Eunuch, she was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"But anyway," the baroness gave her slave a stern look, "since he has frightened you, then he should be punished, and I will have him whipped dozens of lashes, and then he will be sold." ”

Flo's priest sighed aptly.

The slave wisely raised his head slightly, he was tall, but with a handsome face that was still childish, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Oh......" Penny said hesitantly, "but it's my fault, I don't know he's a ...... I thought he was a man. ”

"Do you want him to serve you, then?"

"What if...... You don't blame him for that. Penny said, and then she let out another small scream as the slave knelt down and kissed her feet.

"Well," said the Baroness, cheerfully, "it seems that you like him quite a bit, and let him serve you well—I'll be here in a moment—I forgot my fan in another room, without which I always feel that something is missing." ”

"Do you have any questions?"

"I only wonder why you are doing this," and now that the Baroness had said so, Mamemy no longer concealed her doubts: "She's just an ordinary village woman—and you just want her to fall—and perhaps a knight can do the job in the stable." ”

"She is indeed an ordinary village woman," said the Baroness, taking her feather fan and fanning it vigorously, "but she has a powerful husband in the prime of life, who is not ugly, who is charming, and who loves her sincerely and deeply, and what she has received from him—house, land, gold, jewels...... Trust is so much that any woman in the capital will be mad with jealousy, even our queen, if she were alive - our king is not a loyal husband, his mistresses are all over the capital, and some say that he has not been able to produce an illegitimate child so far because the queen has cursed him.

Think about it, if it were you, an ordinary woman, but with a wealth like a dragon, would you still want to betray your husband?

So we can only start with what Baldwin could not give her—a beautiful, gentle, and amorous man, who must have what Baldwin does not have, such as heraldry, blood, learning, and a sensitive and proud heart. ”

"I still don't quite understand why you gave her a gelding in the first place. ”

"Because if you give her a lover and she will jump up and run away without looking back—when she herself doesn't like herself, and thinks she loves her husband dearly, a lover who appears inexplicably, and is overly attentive, will only wary her—so we must give her more leverage so that she can participate in our game, and a eunuch is only a fraction of what we must lose to her first.

Let her know how to enjoy the pleasures of love with men other than her husband - first and foremost, of course, - let her get acquainted with it, get used to it, and then fall in love with it, and then we will be able to make the greatest bet. ”

"Sounds really good. Mei Mi said duplicitously, in fact, she felt that this plan was too cumbersome, and the slightest mistake in the cumbersome pool would make mistakes.

The Baroness thought so, but really, she never thought she could really understand what the men were thinking, and she didn't think that disgrace Baldwin was their real and ultimate purpose.

Author's note: This chapter is on the 13th.,Because 13.14 needs to travel with parents.,So there's no way to update.,Sorry.。 But after coming back on the 15th, a chapter will be updated, and then on the 16th, the double will be compensated.

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