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

chapter 60
Peter was keenly aware of the suddenness, and he glanced at the Countess again.

The countess has delicate skin, and she still keeps bending over to pour vodka. In order to show respect, she pours it with both hands, which makes the career line more prominent.

As for the countess, she was originally wearing a sheep's head mask, but it has been torn off now, but there is a red sash on her head fluttering suddenly, just like her career.

Peter frowned deeply again. Judging from her appearance, the countess was undoubtedly a dignified and beautiful woman, and she probably didn't use a luxury car to seduce him on purpose.

Looking at the countess, the countess's eyes were only respectful and obedient, which made Peter reaffirm that the countess is a good woman, and the current situation is undoubtedly that people who are not attractive are fascinated by themselves.

The Countess Roman noticed His Highness's eyes, she was a little shy, but also a little proud. After giving birth, her figure became even more proud, sometimes even she couldn't believe it.

However, as the godfather of his daughter, His Highness probably wouldn't have that kind of thought. His Highness wants a woman, what kind of one is there?
Then she sat across from His Highness as requested by His Highness, and chatted with His Highness.

Peter chatted with her about family, daughter, and life. When Peter asked her what she wanted to do, the Countess showed a gentle smile:

"Your Highness, it is all I wish to take good care of the manor, take good care of my daughter, and find a good marriage for her in the future."

Peter couldn't help sighing:
"Let me just say, you are such a good mother, the little angel will always love you."

"Your Highness, the little angel will love you, just like I love you."

The countess looked at Peter softly and felt a little relaxed, but she was still respectful.

Peter smiled slightly. He admired the countess as a loving mother, but it was a pity that if her fate did not change, she would only have two years to live.

At this time, the palaces were basically made of wood structures. The large and small houses were made of logs and planks. The palace was more exquisite. Not only the outside was carved with the effect of stone, but also the windows, porches, shapes and colorful gables And other parts, and other expensive ornate decorations are readily available.

There was also a fire near one corner of the room, which provided warmth to the palace.

Peter stood up and went to the stove and threw a log into the stove. The countess also stood up quickly and followed behind Peter.

Seeing Peter's actions, the countess said:
"Your Highness, let me come, how can this kind of thing bother you?"

Peter paused, then handed the Countess a split log.

Touching fingertips, the countess blinked quickly, and Peter's eyes instantly burned with flames. He looked at the stove, and the flames reflected in his eyes seemed to be hotter than the stove.

Peter shook his drowsy mind, and a dry voice sounded:

"Madam, please bring the little angel. On this noisy and quiet night, I want to see if she is as beautiful as the starry sky."

"Okay, Your Highness!"

Because Peter had been watching the fire, the Countess didn't notice anything unusual. She saluted Peter, and suddenly there was a turmoil.

The countess is full of joy, His Highness really cares for the little angel.

So this gentle and beautiful mother walked out quickly.

Peter shook his head again, even though the countess had left, the faint fragrance of her body seemed to remain on his nose more intensely.

Her motherly breasts kept coming to his mind.

Peter realized what was wrong with him.

He looked at the bottle of vodka. Every palace and every side hall in the palace belonged to the queen and him. The queen rarely went to other places, and these side halls basically became his territory.

Could it be that someone tampered with that bottle of vodka in his territory?

Resisting the thought of churning like a fire, Peter called for the panel in his mind, and it opened.

The light curtain was bright, and his consciousness was almost hazy, but he could barely read some words clearly.

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Name: Peter Fedorovich

Status: Crown Prince of the Empire

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Stamina: 20
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Below a series of values, there is an additional line of small red characters:

[Status: Abnormal]

There is a line of prompts under the red writing, which is extremely eye-catching:

[The host is not poisoned in his life, he is only poisoned by sex, the host is not tricked in his life, he is only tricked by beauties]

Even in such a state, Peter couldn't help but let out a cry!

He originally thought that his physical strength was 20, and he might be able to see some information after opening it. After all, online games were designed like this in previous lives.

Unexpectedly, the information was indeed displayed, but it was so outrageous.

So, he was poisoned by sex?

Who placed it for him?Vodka?Countess?

It shouldn't be possible for the countess, she brought the vodka after she looked at it herself.

Is that the daring maid again?
Thinking of the incident with the maid last time, Peter couldn't help feeling a little bit of resentment in his heart. Did he really think he was a human pile driver?
But this trace of resentment, along with most of his consciousness, was burned away by the raging fire.

There was only a trace of clarity left, and it was also stained with chaos. Peter knew he couldn't stay here.

The countess will come over in a while, and it is too dangerous for them who are defenseless.

The heavy door of the side hall was not closed, and Peter staggered out. When he turned the corner, he seemed to catch a glimpse of two figures approaching here quickly, and then heard a voice as excited as a raging fire:
"Peter!"

The voice was somewhat familiar, and even the scene seemed familiar. He was pulled in by the voice and the slender jade-like hand.

With flaxen hair, bright eyes, and a passionate body, even with a mask on, Peter recognized who it was with his only consciousness.

"Your Highness, guess who I am?"

The woman's slender legs stood upright, with a mischievous look in her eyes, but she purposely made her voice thicker.

(End of this chapter)