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In a manor less than [-] kilometers away from the Ekaterina Palace, within a veil, the two leaned on each other, their foreheads almost touching each other.

Gris Allen and Ekakylina, he didn't know when it started or when it ended, all of this seemed so absurd to him.

Griselen gently brushed Ekaterina's somewhat damp hair, all of this seemed so unreal to him, it was simply unimaginable.

Ekaterina didn't think about anything, she just wanted to be in this man's arms, to be quiet for a while, to let the world turn around, to stop for her, just for a while, just for a while.

From Prussia to St. Petersburg, how she got here all these years, Ekaterina was so numb that she didn't even know.

She has to wear a mask of hypocrisy every day to face Queen Elizabeth, to face that Crown Prince Peter, and to face those attendants.

She wants to smile, she wants to maintain court etiquette, she wants this, she wants that, but there is no herself.

In order to integrate into this place, she gave up her identity, her language, and her religious beliefs. She changed, and she didn't look like herself at all.

But the reality didn't let her go, and was still pressing on her step by step until she was almost out of breath.

At this time, this man appeared, and she got into his arms like a moth to a flame without knowing what to do.

She is actually a little dazed now. For some reason, she doesn't know when the love will start, and when the cloud will end. Everything seems so natural, like wine that has been precipitated over the years. A refreshing aroma escapes from it.

This kind of aftertaste made the two of them not want to talk, they just wanted to hug each other quietly and lazily, letting the years go by, at this moment, they didn't want anyone to disturb them.

But after all, the silence was broken, and it was Gris Allen who spoke first.

"I'll take you away! Don't stay in this place, don't stay in St. Petersburg, it's too unfair to you."

Hearing these words, Ekaterina's somewhat dull eyes suddenly moved, she raised her eyes slightly, and cast her eyes on the man who was holding her.

She was a little surprised, but she was a little moved in her heart. Back then, she jumped into the prison of St. Petersburg full of hope.

No one could save her, not even Frederick II. In her fate, she was like a butterfly stuck to a spider web. No matter how she flapped her wings, she seemed unable to fly out of this world.

The size of Russia and Queen Elizabeth's control of imperial power almost suffocated her.

All she wants is an heir, an heir, she doesn't need anything else, not even her nephew, she doesn't need herself, as long as her Russian throne is inherited, as long as the Romanov dynasty continues, this heart is like a stone A woman who can do anything.

But today, this man's heart was soft, which made Ekaterina feel inexplicably sad.

She began to touch the stubble on Gris Allen's face. He only had a light beard, but for some reason, in Yekaterina's view, this beard was her most trusted support.

She stared at this man obsessively, and stroked his bearded face with her hand, and couldn't tell whether it was love or what.

At this moment, she is like a suckling swallow who wants to fly to a place where she is extremely at ease, far away from this damned St. Petersburg, and this damned imperial power, without intrigue, hypocrisy, and non-stop chatting every day. Smiles and flattery.

She was going to fly away, flapping her wings like a butterfly.

After Gris Allen finished speaking, he waited for a long time and found that this woman seemed to be in an inexplicable state.

She didn't answer herself, just smiled, like a fool, she didn't know what dream she was dreaming.

He shook the woman in his arms, and suddenly the dream was like a mirror being shattered. Ekaterina met Gris Allen's searching gaze with some doubts.

At this time, Ekaterina's mind cleared up a little, and after a long time, she said, "I want to stay in St. Petersburg!"

Gris Allen froze for a moment, he said that sentence, but he had exhausted all his strength.

He wanted to take this woman away, but he knew very well what it meant to take this woman away from St. Petersburg.

Even all the efforts put in by their White Iron Kingdom may be in vain, but he is a pirate, and pirates don't need to talk about these things.

What kingship?What struggle?When I am upset, I can go back on my word at any time, and if I say that I will quit the job, I will quit the job.

At this time, Gris Allen was also at war in his heart. The Kingdom of White Iron had a lot of appeals to Russia, and hoped that Russia could meet their expectations, but Gris Allen knew that it would not be so easy.

Of course, Queen Elizabeth will not let him get all of this easily, but now, everything has happened, and Gris Allen knows in his heart what all this means to the Russian royal family , what it means to himself.

Although John has thoroughly checked the manor, it is almost confirmed to be safe.

But Gris Allen knew everything was a trap the moment he stepped here.

He stepped into this trap like a lamb, but he still had to struggle, and he believed he could struggle.

No one can really tame him, even if he is the master of the Russian throne.

Ekaterina stroked her chest with the other hand, drew circles on it, and smiled foolishly for a while.

Then he emphasized again: "I can't leave St. Petersburg, I won't leave with you."

"Why?" Gris Allen was a little sullen at this time.

Ekaterina smiled, a little dreamy.

"I'm using you, I'm using you! You know that?"

Gris Allen shook his head, and said indifferently: "I will take you away!" His tone was so firm, as if all these decisions would not change once they were made.

Ekaterina put her head in Gris Allen's arms again.

"you can not!"

"I can!"

Ekaterina was a little funny when she heard the words of the childish Gris Allen.

She didn't know why the legendary figure in the Iron Kingdom sent this childish, even cute man here.

This ambassador is not at all like the people say, even in the eyes of outsiders, he is majestic and unapproachable.

But at this moment, in Yekaterina's eyes, he was so close to others. She didn't know when all this changed, and she felt that she couldn't tell.

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