Should I put my toes on the other's mouth and let the sleeping prince lick them, or should I bind his limbs and pour him a potion, and then watch him beg me for mercy, and I will spare him?

Seriously, Theresa was momentarily attracted by the tyrannical thoughts that came out of her own mind, and she had the urge to do so, and even associated with that kind of picture. It's just that the brain quickly recovers in that flashing blushing image. Soon, Teresa was terrified! How could she, Teresa, such a kind princess, think of such a thing!

A second passed, and Theresa found an excuse for her own crankiness: "Well, it's not my fault, it's not the hateful prince, and it's not a prince who wants me to do this." My princess should be the unluckiest princess in the world!"

Actually, to be honest, it's not surprising that Teresa has this kind of resentment.

Think about it, as a princess, the so-called golden branches and jade leaves, to put it bluntly, she has been flattered by others since she was a child. Therefore, even if she is pushed, it should be the prince who pushes her, not her, Her Royal Highness the princess, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and runs between the second and third floors like a chicken. But on the contrary, Austria's Lori not only did it, but also did it for more than ten days, during which there was no shortage of setbacks and failures, so resentment and anger naturally jumped to the door of the head.

Then, at this moment of breaking through the last level, facing the sleeping prince in bed, Austria's Lori is actually like a warrior who has defeated the dragon after a lot of hardships, and relaxes. He had a brief sexual affair with the treasures all over the ground.

Rejected the terrible idea.,After the lust is over.,Lori then begins to face reality.。

"Now that I've done this, what's next?"

Teresa took out her "strategy book"!

A picture drawn early with a quill pen.

Teresa held her breath. Swallowing his saliva, he lowered his head and looked over. Although she already knew what the result was, she always had to be sure at this time, didn't she?

In the next second, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Austria found that the room was so dark that she couldn't see what was painted on it.

So, she had to move to the side of the curtain. Look out the window in the moonlight to see what she was going to do next.

On that snow-white piece of paper was a pattern drawn with a quill pen by one of her maids from Her Royal Highness the Princess of Austria. Plus a few lines, and a line that grows a lot longer than the others!

"Well, I'm going to find a long thing on the prince!" Teresa looked at it with a frown, and was pretty sure she was looking for a long thing between her legs. Because. The circle and the lines of a large figure represent a person lying down. And there is a very long line standing up in the "eight" figure under the big characters, and with Lori's ingenuity, she knows very well that this is between her legs!

The Austrian princess, who was about to move, glanced through the moonlight.

No!

Actually not!

On the bed, His Royal Highness the Prince on the bed did not have a long thing!!

Her Royal Highness the Princess of Austria panicked all of a sudden, and she hurriedly looked at the picture in her hand.

There, there's a long thing between your legs!

Look up again!

There was no Prussian prince there!

Straighten your hand, and the moment when the circles and bars in the picture are compared to the man on the bed, that is imaginary. The huge stick that would appear was gone, just for a moment. Teresa was almost in despair.

She has gone through a lot of hardships and finally came here, is she going to fall short because of a few strokes of an unreliable maid?

No!

Never!

Lori, who was confident in herself, quickly found an excuse for herself.

"Maybe it's a pair of pants or a quilt blocking it! I'll take off his pants and check them out!"

As soon as she thought of it, Lori from Austria put down the curtains and walked over on tiptoe.

It didn't take long for her to realize that she had another problem.

If she wanted to search, she might wake up the Prussian prince, and if she woke up the prince, then her plan would not be able to carry out, and how could she pretend to be a victim and coerce the Prussian prince on the grounds that she was forced to lose her body to the other party?

If you don't check, do you want her to suffer again tomorrow night?

Another difficult choice left the Austrian princess in a dilemma, but it didn't take long for Her Royal Highness to make a decision! Run away?

Are you kidding!

She used all her strength to bring a heavy book in thick leather.

...

I've been sleeping here in Feletria all this time.

Cause?

It is rare that there is no war, and we naturally have to take a long-term view of the five-year, ten-year, and 20-year plans for the future. It's just that, sometimes, we talk and talk too emotionally, and then burst into a spark of passion, and then talk and talk about going to bed. In the daytime, he put on the make-up of his entourage, wore a fake beard and swayed around, and watched Feletellia fight with Constance and Teresa in the garden.

But that's not why I slept in Feletria's bed tonight.

Penevis is coming.

I've been here for a while, so my wife, Feletria, has no sex and no humanity, so I go to Penevis' every night to sleep. Penives is here, which means Assasin is here. No, these days Assasin is squatting next to Constance every day, being watched by the wife of Feletria.

Surveillance is surveillance, and Assasin was given a corset, and the chick asked me in distress if she had done something wrong to wear such a crowded corset.

Assasin did wrong? Actually, it wasn't Assasin who did wrong, but Constance did wrong... Feleteria gave Assasin a corset to make you more sturdy in front of Constance. I have said hello to our two Roman-born girls, and asked them not to get involved in this French war against Prussia, and to remain neutral, as neutral as possible. But, since Assasin is a clear antiphobia, I don't know how much neutrality she will be able to maintain.

Anyway, I'm heartbroken for the three countries of Rome, France, and Prussia in the harem not to have a scuffle, and sometimes, I want to give each girl some Spanish flies, and then throw them on the bed to solve them. But when I think of Assasin's fighting power and Constance's small motor, I think I'm not good enough to fight four. At Penavis' level, it's no problem to play three at a time, like Feletria, hahaha, I can play ten at a time.

"Prince of Prussia?"

"Prince of Prussia??"

"Prussian Prince???

Well?

Called Frederick?

Who?

Who's touching me?

Is it Assasin attacking at night? That hand is so small.

I opened my eyes slightly, and all I felt was darkness, and the next second, my head hurt, and then another pain, and then another pain, and then another pain, and then, I didn't know anything.

One, two, three, four!!

Teresa, who had closed her eyes and slammed the book on the other person's head with all her might, finally lost her strength after the seventh blow.

She slumped next to the bed, gasping for air. Smashing the Prussian prince with a book is the first step on her road to success! Although it is not good to hurt the other party, but in order to stop being her husband by someone who is not good-looking like the Duke of Bavaria in the future, she can only wronged the other party!

After resting for a while, Lori, whose hands were sore, quickly got up, she didn't know how long the other party would faint, so she had to hurry up!

Taking out the potion and unscrewing the lid, Teresa reached out and wiped it on the other person's face, and smeared the two holes that spewed hot air, she continued to probe down again, then pried open the other person's teeth, and then poured the medicine bottle in her hand!

"Drink, drink, drink, drink, and you will be my husband!" My Royal Highness, Hahahaha!" (To be continued......)