I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 29 Aunt's Dance, His Royal Highness's New Dance
The maid sent Peter's masterpiece to the queen's palace, and tremblingly said that Peter wanted the queen to dance.

Elizabeth was a little surprised, and felt that the familiar atmosphere had returned. It was indeed the same Peter who dared to slap the table and growl at herself.

Snorting coldly, Elizabeth asked Polya to put the things in front of her, and she frowned at the first glance, wondering if it was in Russian.

Then I picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it. After a while, I felt exhausted, so I asked Mrs. Polia to translate.

The Duchess of Polia put down a new piece of paper beside her, and began to translate a word, sometimes half a sentence, and her face could not help but twitch when translating.

Your Highness's handwriting is simply superb!
After finally finishing the translation, she presented the work to Elizabeth, and Elizabeth read it much more smoothly this time.

She first saw the first line, which was the title:

Ode to the Enthronement Day of Empress Elizabeth Petrovna.

Seeing this title, Elizabeth couldn't help being overjoyed. As soon as she ascended the throne and praised her, it seems that Peter did not forget to praise her as his aunt when he returned to the palace.

But after looking at it, I felt something was wrong, it seemed that it was not about me.

when she sees
"His head held high, through hardships,
one victory after another,

russia ravaged by barbarians
Reaching the sky in one step, standing tall.

On the bloody battlefield even the god of war Mars
Seeing Peter holding a sword is also frightening...

"Time,

I have realized that this is my father, Peter the Great!
Elizabeth continued to read, and when she finished reading, she couldn't help but think for a long time, and felt a little melancholy.

Yes, my father has passed away, and now only she and Peter are left. Does Peter miss his grandfather when he writes this?

Or does it imply that she will also fill Russia with hope like Peter the Great?

Peter, you are paying attention...

Elizabeth sighed with emotion, and then said:
"Hang this up."

Mrs. Polia hesitated for a moment, and said with some uncertainty:

"Is it His Highness's picture?"

Elizabeth said:
"Of course it's Peter's. Although the writing is so-so, the content is good. I like this hymn better than the Bible."

"Yes."

Mrs. Polia ordered someone to hang up Peter's handwriting, facing the bedroom where the queen lived, and she could see it when she got up.

Elizabeth glanced at it, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

Then she looked at the maid and said:

"Repeat what your Highness said."

The maid became even more respectful, she wished she could all shrink into the palace clothes so that His Majesty could not see herself, she was afraid that the Queen would get angry, so she murmured:
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, Your Highness's original words are...yes..."

One bite:

"Call my aunt over to dance!"

Elizabeth had no expression on her face, and asked about the situation at the time. When she heard that Peter had been drinking, she couldn't help but suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she had been obedient recently, but now she has returned to his old ways. It seems that Vodka is at fault.

She is also a dancer, not only loves to dance, but also likes to hold masquerade balls and entertainment activities.

Elizabeth glanced at Mrs. Polia, and Mrs. Polia immediately understood, and sent someone to fetch Her Majesty's dance dress.

The dance clothes brought in are completely Elizabeth's aesthetics, and there are three sets in total.

One for the minuet, one for the Anglès, and one for the allemande.

Seeing that pink dance dress, Elizabeth sighed, she was no longer a girl after all, and asked to withdraw this set.

The costume is for the Angles, a pas de deux, a pantomime depicting a male partner courting a female partner who coquettishly runs away during the dance, while the male partner pursues fuck her.

Now it is obviously not in line with her age and status.

Then Elizabeth put on a loose skirt and high heels, and walked towards Peter's palace amidst the stunned maid and Mrs. Polia's stunned expression.

Many female officials hurriedly followed, and Pollya and the maid also hurriedly followed.

The maid sent by Peter couldn't believe it. His Highness told the queen to go, but the queen really went?

This……

In the future, who would dare to say that His Highness does not please the Queen?

Your Majesty likes it very much, okay?

……

"Ding, congratulations to the host for his dedication to Elizabeth's Day, and the points of the Order of Saint Andrew +10."

The beep sounded, but it didn't cheer Peter up.

He was also a little sleepy, with a feeling of being slightly drunk, sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic, feeling very hazy.

Then he saw his aunt and the Duchess of Polia. Peter didn't stand up, hehe said hello:
"aunt."

Elizabeth came here in high spirits, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed seeing Peter's blushing face, obviously drinking a lot, how could he dance in this state.

Seemingly aware of Elizabeth's disappointment, Peter stood up and said unsteadily:
"Come on, play music!"

It had been prepared a long time ago, but because Vorontsova fell asleep, the sound of Xie Cai's musical instruments sounded. Slow and brisk.

Elizabeth looked at Peter suspiciously. She had never danced with Peter before, so she was a little uncertain about Peter's dancing skills.

Thinking of seeing Peter the Great holding an entertainment party when she was young, she suddenly regretted it.

More than once, she saw that the clumsy male nobles were all jumping and panting, and the women were not much better.

At that time, the small dance steps were still popular, and sometimes bowed and sometimes squatted, requiring dancers to have a certain degree of flexibility.

This kind has been popular in France for a long time, but it was brought by my father not long ago. I am not familiar with this kind, and they danced awkwardly and ridiculously. Wearing tight clothes, they didn't know how to stand up and sit down.

As a result, on more than one occasion, Elizabeth saw women screaming because their skirts were stepped on while doing these movements.

Seeing Peter approaching, Elizabeth asked worriedly:
"Peter, are you okay?"

Peter said vaguely:
"Auntie, why are you talking so much? The man didn't say no, come and dance."

As he said that, he grabbed my aunt's hand, wrapped it around her waist, and then couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Auntie, what are you doing? How do you hit someone with a ball?"

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned green. She came to dance, not to juggle with her nephew!

She had been dancing as she wanted for a long time, she pushed Peter away, and began to dance slowly and gracefully amidst the sound of instruments.

Elizabeth sometimes twirls with rhythmic dance steps, and sometimes bows cheerfully, which amazes Mrs. Polia and the court ladies who are watching.

Peter, on the other hand, seemed a little stunned, probably because the stamina of the vodka came up, and his physical strength couldn't hold it anymore, so he jumped crookedly.

But his crooked posture, if it was someone else, might look clumsy and ridiculous, but when he jumped out, he had a strange sense of beauty.

The maids were all surprised and surprised. Could it be that this posture is...

A new dance step invented by His Highness?

(End of this chapter)