Chapter 82 Dress Up
Hearing his aunt's order, Peter immediately clapped his hands, and immediately, Sofia and Voroncova, who had been prepared for a long time, came in.

Elizabeth froze for a moment.

This style of clothing...

She stood up in surprise, she didn't care about greeting Sophia, and she didn't care about making Sophia salute, and went up to watch.

Because his aunt got up too quickly, Peter almost contradicted his aunt.

Peter felt that his trousers should really be improved.

Sophia was very disturbed because Her Majesty was so close to her that she could see the twinkle in the Queen's eyes.

'The queen's eyes are so sharp! '

This is the thought in Sophia's mind at the moment.

Because of the pannier, Elizabeth was about half an arm's length away from Sofia, but this did not stop the Queen's enthusiasm at all.

Looking at this fashion, Elizabeth couldn't help but be amazed.

She told Sophia not to move, and looked up and down by herself, not letting go of every detail.

Slowly, his expression was filled with amazement.

After reading Sofia's, Elizabeth looked at the latter set again, and when she saw that the person wearing it was Voroncova, she couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Even though Voronzova is the daughter of a great nobleman, she is a maid in the court, but now she wears the same style of clothes as Sophia, Elizabeth is a little unhappy.

But this unhappiness soon dissipated.

After all, what's more important than fashion?
If Sophia doesn't care, she won't disappoint.

"How is it, Auntie? Do you like it?"

Peter said from behind.

"happiness……"

As soon as Elizabeth answered, she immediately came back to her senses. She coughed dryly, pointed at the chests of Sofia and Voroncova and said:

"It's a bit out of order here."

Peter understood what it meant.

From Peter the Great's decree in 1700, women's clothing should wear a long skirt similar to that in France or Germany and a tighter top with a deep opening.

Just like what my aunt wears now.

Peter said:
"Auntie, although my grandfather has that kind of rule, after all, decades have passed, and some changes must be made according to time and place."

"Just like you, aunt, you have a pair of naturally beautiful legs, but because they have been hidden under the skirt and cannot be seen by others, isn't it a pity."

"You are dignified now, isn't it easy to make some small changes?"

Elizabeth was moved.

Peter spoke to her heart.

She does have a pair of naturally beautiful legs, and she also likes to highlight the lines of her legs, but what annoys her is that she has to change into men's clothes every time she does so.

Now that these two new fashions were in front of her eyes, together with Peter's words, she began to think seriously.

Then Peter clapped his hands again, and the guards brought in all the boxes.

After letting the guards out, Peter opened the boxes.

Just like the reactions of Sophia and Vorontsova, Elizabeth looked at the fashion in the box and couldn't help but exclaim.

She went up and took out one by one to look at.

The winking Sophia and Voroncova immediately acted as the starting point, showing the fashion for Her Majesty the Empress.

Looking at the three busy women, Peter thought, seeing his aunt's performance, the checkup should be easy.

Then I heard my aunt say:
"I'm going to change into this one!"

It was a gorgeous dress shining with silver silk.

Then Elizabeth looked at Peter, who smiled and said:

"Auntie, your palace is so big, you can change it inside, and I won't peek."

Elizabeth thought about it for a while, and now she was happy and didn't care about Peter, and took Sofia and Voroncova to the inner palace.

After a while, the Queen's dissatisfied voice came from inside:
"Vorentsova, can't you even change clothes?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, and then it dawned on him that the two women who knew how to dress and the maid who was observing and studying didn't follow. He was about to go out and order the guards to call for someone, when his aunt's voice came:

"Peter, come in."

Peter didn't go, but went to the door to call the guard.

My aunt was changing clothes inside, so it was not suitable for him to go in.

Not a child anymore.

After a while Vorontsova came out in a panic and said to Peter:
"Your Highness, His Majesty's waist is stuck, go and have a look!"

Peter was a little suspicious, the corset would get stuck in the waist?
It's tied with a strap.

But it would be bad not to go in at this time, if my aunt was in pain, she might lose her temper to him.

After entering, I just glanced at it, and then moved to my aunt's waist, feeling speechless.

Sophia was sweating profusely at the moment, and she was relieved when His Highness came in.

Peter patted Sophia reassuringly, telling her not to be so nervous, and Sophia smiled gratefully.

Changing clothes for the queen, the pressure is too much!

Peter glanced.

My aunt is standing now, and the belt is stuck inside, of course it gets tighter and tighter.

Then I compared my aunt's waistline, which was about half the size of Sophia's, and she still had to tie it so tightly. Isn't this a crime?

Amy must also have self-knowledge.

No wonder he called him in a hurry, it seemed that he was in pain.

"Aunt, please don't move."

Elizabeth didn't care about anything else at this time, she had already experienced Peter's strength, but Sophia had never seen it before, and she couldn't help being surprised when she saw His Highness directly hugged the Queen's belly and lifted the Queen off the ground .

His Highness is so powerful?

Sophia felt incredible.

Peter didn't intentionally tease his aunt, he put Elizabeth on the bed in the bedroom, the height was just enough for his aunt to bend over, and then said to his aunt:
"Don't take a deep breath, the more you inhale, the tighter you are."

Elizabeth had no choice but to hold her breath to keep her chest from rising and falling.

Then he suddenly realized that such a posture was somewhat indecent, and thought that Sofia was still here, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

She scolded:

"Sophia, go out first!"

"Yes!"

Sophia also realized that she was not suitable to be here at this time, so she ran out and waited outside.

"Relax."

"Okay, it will be fine soon..."

Peter is now very thankful that his aunt is not wearing a fixed pannier, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to get close to the semi-circular area.

Feeling his aunt's cooperation, Peter suddenly pressed his aunt's smooth back, and put his fingers under the corset.

This thing has no other function, except to physically counteract the gravity, it is to make the waist appear more slender.

When I touched the knot that was squeezed inside, I pulled it out lightly, and it came out.

Then Peter stretched the girdle outwards, and Elizabeth suddenly felt that her waist didn't hurt anymore, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all this, Elizabeth couldn't help but thank Peter very much.

She hadn't expected Sofia and Voroncova to be so stupid.

Sure enough, it still depends on the nephew.

The nephew is very experienced at first glance.

Ok?
Elizabeth froze for a moment.

Something seems to be wrong...

(End of this chapter)

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