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

Chapter 88 Going to Troits Monastery

He has been busy with his own planning these days, and although he still has breakfast with Johanna every morning, he doesn't pay much attention to her.

But even if you didn't pay attention, you knew what was going to happen.

If nothing unexpected, is Johanna about to be fucked by her aunt?
Peter shrugged, none of his business.

Bestutev exposed the conspiracy of Johanna and those two, committed to establishing a pro-Hungarian policy, and also for the sake of Russia.

Until the fall of Bestutev, he will be the main minister of Russia.

Bestutev, Johanna, you all play a single wave first, and I will continue to play wild.

That night, Vivienne and Voronzova stayed in the side hall of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Vivienne's hands holding her daughter were trembling.

But she didn't complain at all. Although she was teasing her daughter, she was astonished by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His Highness actually has such a talent, she really admires her.

For some reason, Vivienne thought of the maid who was hanged up by His Highness for punishment, her body became hot and her legs became weak.

'Oh Your Highness, you really make Vivian admire you! '

Vivien hugged her daughter sadly, tears of emotion poured out.

But Voroncova was a little angry.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, buried her head in the pillow and cried.

What His Highness is writing, she can't even get a supporting role, it's so sad!

The next day, Johanna came to have breakfast with Peter as usual.

The mother's face was radiant, and the corners of her eyes and brows flicked with satisfaction.

She also wore a curvaceous dress today, with tall breasts and plump buttocks. Everything showed that she was very satisfied with her current state.

During the meal, Peter asked:
"My dear lady, do you have enough jewelry lately? Shall I add some for you?"

Johanna froze for a moment, her face changed slightly, and then she looked at Peter.

Seeing that there was no strange expression on Peter's face, as if it was just a normal greeting, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Johanna showed a flattering smile and said:
"Your Highness, thanks to your tolerance and Your Majesty's tolerance, I can't finish wearing more jewelry now."

"That's good."

Peter said something with a smile, and then began to eat, everything seemed very quiet.

This quietness made Johanna flustered.

After finishing her meal in a hurry, she bid farewell to Peter, went to her room, let the maids and guards go out, picked up the jewelry box, opened some jewelry, and saw that the written secret letter was completely placed there.

Moreover, the marks made did not show any signs of being flipped, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Johanna couldn't help laughing at herself, Peter didn't come out of the palace every day, how could he know that the secret letter he wrote was hidden here?
It must have been a coincidence, she was thinking too much...

In Europe, the selection of concubines for the heirs of the royal family has always gone through a preliminary selection process. From the time of engagement to the end of the wedding, they usually stay in the country where the concubine is selected for a long time. Russia, which spans Eurasia, is no exception.

Officials in Moscow were in charge of these entertainments, so Elizabeth would naturally not be with her.

The next morning after telling Peter, Elizabeth led the team on the road.

He brought Peter, Sophia and Johanna, and accompanied by Deputy Minister of General Affairs Bestutev and Royal Physician Lestock.

More than 70 kilometers away from Moscow, there is an ancient city called Shakorsky, which is the most important Orthodox center in Moscow.

The most representative building in the city is the Troits Sergeyev Monastery, which has a bell tower and many churches.

Peter had been in his aunt's car on the way to the monastery.

From time to time, the Queen's laughter came out, which sounded very pleasant, and the whole team could hear it.

Everyone was in awe of His Highness, who could make the Queen so happy. His Highness is the heir to the empire, and he will undoubtedly become the Tsar in the future.

At this time, Peter has finished his aunt's great job of pinching his shoulders and beating his legs, and is painting for his aunt.

It will take a while to walk more than 70 kilometers, and this idea makes Elizabeth very excited.

She is used to seeing the paintings painted by court painters, and she also likes others to paint her paintings.

Whether it is a foreign envoy or a royal family, as long as she feels appreciation, she will send an expensive portrait framed with diamonds, so that the other party can feel that her charm is as gorgeous and colorful as diamonds.

Elizabeth had been thinking about it since she saw Peter painting last time.

I didn't expect my nephew to have such skills.

Hearing Peter's suggestion now, he readily agreed.

"Auntie, stare into the distance, yes, the neckline should be lower..."

Soon, a dignified and majestic image of the queen was drawn, and the speed was many times faster than that of the court painter.

Elizabeth immediately looked at the portrait, her eyes widened.

Because this painting is completely different from the court painter's. Although the rendering of the court painter's oil paintings is gorgeous, it is too heavy, and it is also different from her own.

But what Peter painted made Elizabeth unbelievable.

It was as if she was imprinted in it.

Her beautiful, proud and majestic face, the unattainable charm of a girl, the subtleties of her clothes, her slender legs and towering breasts are all visible at a glance.

Elizabeth was shocked.

Is there such a style in the world?

"Oh, Peter, come and get your auntie a hug."

Elizabeth was moved to tears, not only shocked by her own beauty, but also impressed by Peter's painting skills.

She decided that the paintings given to the envoys and royal families of various countries in the future must be sold by her nephew, so as to appear high-end.

Compared with her nephew, those court painters were simply unsightly, and completely insulted her charm.

Peter sighed, and his aunt had to obey.

But the posture of Lao Gao with his butt pushed back is very indecent.

Who can save him?
(End of this chapter)