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Chapter 1718
Soon after John came back from the St. Petersburg palace, his complexion was not very good. Obviously, Queen Elizabeth in Catherine's Palace didn't give him any good looks, and he probably didn't want to have too much trouble with their White Iron Kingdom at this most sensitive time. many contacts.

Gris Allen stood in front of the window, quietly letting the sun shine on his face. He quietly felt the warmth brought by the sun at this moment, but the sun would not last long, and soon the people of St. Petersburg Winter is coming.

The door of Gris Allen's study was open. John walked in and knocked on the door, awakening Gris Allen who was meditating.

"How's it going?"

John shook his head, "Obviously, as you expected, Queen Elizabeth is already on guard against us. At this most critical moment, they will not let us get in touch with the Crown Princess or Paul. The gifts we sent also have It may be placed in the warehouse to quietly shed ashes." After he finished speaking, he picked up the enamel and cloisonné teapot on the table and poured it directly into his mouth.

Gris Allen's face was uncertain. At this moment, Ekaterina might be deeply wronged deep in the palace.

But as his lover, he is powerless to stop all this.

He regretted coming to St. Petersburg a little. Maybe if he didn't get involved in it, didn't get in touch with it, did it mean that Ekaterina and Peter could have a good future.

After he intervened in this, what he brought to Ekaterina was not the comfort she imagined, but another layer of shackles, which even brought her an unprecedented crisis.

Obviously, Queen Elizabeth already knew about him and Ekaterina, and Paul fell into heavy protection.

"Since you can't send things to Ekaterina through normal means, then use your line!"

John thought for a while, then said, "You mean through those court people?"

"Yes!" Gris Allen nodded, "Some things are not particularly good for us to do as envoys, but those nobles, especially those with the blood of Peter the Great, can do it much easier."

"A country is too large. Even if Queen Elizabeth takes precautions, it is impossible to defend against everything."

"You don't need to say too much, just put our hearts into Ekaterina's hands."

John nodded, understanding.

Ekaterina, who was in the court, felt cold in her heart at this moment.

She didn't know that around her, many things had been triggered outside the palace, and some things had even begun to quietly brew, waiting to explode.

And she herself fell on the delivery bed, only a few of his maids were busy around, and the so-called Queen Elizabeth, Crown Prince Peter, had no one to accompany her by her bed.

As if she had been abandoned as a tattered toy, she just quietly stayed in the depths of Catherine's Palace.

She was like a corpse, and after her baby was taken out of the delivery room, it never appeared again, even if she screamed as hard as she could, it was useless.

She was extremely hesitant and frightened in her heart, what she needed at this moment was comfort, but no one could give her this comfort.

Her maid walked gently to Ekaterina's side with a tray in her hand.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Ekaterina came back to her senses, and looked at her maid with blank eyes, "Lisa, what's the matter!" Her voice was hoarse, and her tears seemed to have dried up.

Lisa held up the oranges on the plate and said, "Your Highness, smell it, it's fresh oranges!"

Ekaterina was taken aback suddenly. In the weather that was about to enter winter, she actually saw oranges.

Yes, it is oranges, her favorite oranges, her favorite fresh oranges.

When she first entered St. Petersburg, she was almost poisoned by someone who used oranges as a fruit.

She stared blankly at all this.

At this time Lisa was very excited, and a voice like an oriole came over, "Your Highness, can you believe it? These are actually oranges, and it is when St. Petersburg is about to enter winter."

"It's a miracle, isn't it? Smell it, it's delicious!" Lisa picked up a golden orange, sniffed it gently at the tip of her nose, and handed another one to Ekaterina the tip of the nose.

Ekaterina sniffed lightly, and the smell of fresh orange suddenly lingered in her nostrils. The fresh smell made her look a bit refreshed.

"Where did you come from?" Her voice was still hoarse, but she seemed to have some vitality.

Lisa said in a low voice, and someone said, "Although winter is here, it won't last long."

There seemed to be light in Ekaterina's eyes. She looked at the oranges piled up on the tray in front of her, and her nose was slightly sore.

She closed her eyes, tears falling quietly.

At this moment, she regretted coming to St. Petersburg. If she was still in Prussia, if the man hadn't fallen into ruin, everything could have changed.

With so many thoughts in her mind, she stretched out her hand, and Lisa cleverly put an orange in her hand.

Ekaterina held the orange tightly, brought it to the tip of her nose, and took a deep breath. The fragrance of the orange lingered in his mind.

She seemed to think of the sweet dream that night, the sweet dream a girl once had.

But this is the Ekaterina Palace in St. Petersburg, a place full of cold schemes and interests.

There is no tenderness here, and there are no imaginary flowers and green leaves here.

Although everything here is magnificent, it does not belong to her Ekaterina, or her Sophia.

Everything here is so strange, everything is so pale, this place does not belong to her.

Embassy of the Iron Kingdom in St. Petersburg.

Gris Allen sat quietly in the courtyard, watching the two white dogs playing and fighting with each other.

These two dogs were sent to him by Crown Prince Peter, it's ridiculous, isn't it?
Crown Prince Peter actually gave him something, but this was by no means a friendship, but a warning.

It's just that in the eyes of Gris Allen, it is very naive, which on the contrary strengthens his decision made by Gris Allen.

Crown Prince Peter and Ekaterina had to make a choice, but now he had to do one thing first, and that was to win Kamchatka for the White Iron Kingdom.

He is no longer as entangled as before. He needs more power and support. Only with more support from Roy Smith can his lover Ekaterina live a more enjoyable and safer life in St. Petersburg. , and his son Paul was spared.

At this time, Gris Allen deeply realized one thing, that is, how much he hurt Royer Smith in Maria's matter.

The words political marriage seemed so simple to him in the past, but after Roy Smith also did all this to him, he realized how painful it is for people struggling in it.

Roy Smith did not use aggressive means to treat him, but instead used this feminine method to tell him the truth, it would be painful to be played with emotions.

Never arrange other people's emotional life lightly, only by comparing your heart to heart can you know how bad what he did in the first place.

Now he is deeply involved in the game, and every step is his own choice, and he can no longer extricate himself, deeply trapped in it.

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