"A contender who had expected has already stepped on the stage, he has even stood firm, and the reputation I had accumulated over the years has been eroded and gone. I believe that it won't take long before the storm will sweep over me." Ba Shimeng sighed and said.

"Yes, it's really bad, but I believe you can't have no solution. All this cannot shake your foundation at all. Your reputation comes from your sincerity and has given you enough rewards. Everything you have at this moment is brought to you by your efforts. Now, virtue and reputation will not help you ascend to the throne." The old man said with a smile.

"My old friend, can you give me some advice?" Grand Duke Bashimeng said solemnly.

But the old man shook his head and said, "No, no, no, don't count on me for this matter. I can indeed point out many things for you, but this does not mean that I am standing on your side, nor does it mean that I am willing to participate in your game."

Speaking of this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Grand Duke Ba Shimeng in an extremely low voice and said, "However, I believe that you should be able to come up with a solution yourself. You are also not unfamiliar with human nature and weaknesses in human nature."

Grand Duke Bashimeng nodded softly: "Yes, my body also smells."

"Oh-yes, I always believe that you were the biggest skunk before the prince appeared." The old man said, as if he was joking, but his expression was unexpectedly serious.

After saying all this, the dirty and sloppy old man walked straight towards the door.

"I have to thank you, my old friend, for giving me great help every time. The hearsays you hear from the bar even exceeded my careful laying for many years." Grand Duke Bashimeng said to the old man.

The old man was about to open the door and leave, but he stood there quietly for a moment, then slowly turned around and said to Da Gong Bashimeng in a low tone: "My friend, I will give you another advice. If the hearsay I collected from the bar is more effective than the giant net you set up, then it can only prove that one thing is that there is a problem with that net. You better check your net quickly, otherwise it will be extremely fatal to you."

After saying all this, the old man opened the door and walked out, leaving only Grand Duke Ba Shimeng there to ponder silently

In Monach, thousands of miles away, the silk ribbons of the Zhufeng Festival have not been untied, and the colorful flags are still flying on the streets. This month between late spring and early summer will always have endless festivals for the Delizhi Kingdom.

At this moment, the nobles and officials of Monach were waiting for the arrival of the Spring Inspection Commissioner, which was the annual practice of this continental kingdom. During the spring planting and autumn harvest, there was an imperial envoy each traveling to various counties. They allowed the king and cabinet officials in Palin to accurately grasp the harvest situation in various places.

If Zhufeng Festival is a festival for farmers who have worked hard all spring, then the arrival of the Spring Inspection Commissioner is undoubtedly the most anticipated thing the nobles hope for the most.

The silk ribbons on the squares of Monach were concentrated on the main streets and squares. Anyway, the imperial envoy would never go to those places without taste. The town hall was redesigned, and a grand ball would be held there.

As the master, Grand Duke Foss was naturally very busy, and the busier ones were probably his children.

The most leisurely envoy at this moment is undoubtedly the special envoy from the Kingdom of Francis. Almost everyone knows that the young envoy is currently addicted to his newly obtained toy, and that toy is the beautiful and charming Countess Alice.

Almost everyone was envious of the good luck of the countess. She was lucky enough to escape the arrival of a catastrophe of disaster by herself and her family, but no one knew that the countess thought that her fate was very miserable because she was currently enduring torture and suffering in the abyss of hell.

In this elegant and luxurious hell, this prison full of gold-painted furniture and gorgeous silk, there are countless torture instruments that make her feel creepy whenever she thinks of it.

What scared her even more was the pair of devils. They were obviously proficient in every way to torture the body, but compared with the destruction of the soul, Ali Junsi felt that the suffering suffered by the body was nothing.

At this moment, she was confronting the disobedient body that made her feel deeply ashamed of, and her fragile will. Her will, the education she received since childhood, and her pride made her stay reserved. This is the only thing she left at the moment.

But her body and instinct forced her to pray, pray for something extremely shameful, prayed for the two demons torture her body with those terrible torture instruments, prayed for the unbearable weapon to enter her body again.

However, Ellijuns also knew very well that this was a battle that she could not win at all, because these two devils had too many means to easily destroy her weak will.

"I must admit that this lady has a very tenacious will. She is the only woman I have ever seen who can support her until now." Frera said with a smile on her face, her eyes always staring at Alijuns' sweat-covered body.

Ribo was in high spirits and gently pulled the tail. Since the day of Zhufeng Festival, he suddenly had another interesting toy. But Frera obviously did not like long whips, so she refused this new attempt. Ribo could only use it on the beautiful countess in front of him, and the final effect was quite satisfactory.

At this moment he was teaching the countess alone, and the teaching was about the things Miss Frera taught him at the time - how to dig out physical happiness as much as possible.

In Ribo's opinion, Miss Ally Junsi was obviously not a willing student, but he did not mind at all, because he believed that he was a very experienced and patient teacher. His experience came from his personal experience in Mr. Hyde's villa. Ribo has always believed that it was the most successful educational example, and now he has been able to transform from a student into a teacher.

Looking at the dozen crisscrossing red marks on the snow-white surface, the disobedient student naturally had to accept punishment. This was the first thing he knew.

By gently applying that special ointment to those red marks, Rebow was already convinced that psychedelic powder had a pretty good effect on bridging the scars. Everything Mr. Hyde said at the beginning was not wrong at all, and what was also true was the other uses of this terrible ointment.

In fact, the countess was beyond his expectations that he could support it until now, and even the female spy could not last a week.

"You seem to be a little too late. Why not take out the cat velvet and replace it with something stronger?" Frera said mockingly, her eyes aimed at Ribo's waist.

Just as Ribo wanted to retort, he suddenly saw the countess squat down and gently rub against his feet with the place that made him fascinated and addicted.

This is a sign of prayer, a sign of surrender, and Ribo was extremely happy to see all this, but he did not immediately carry out a complete conquest. He enjoyed this prayer very much, which was far more wonderful than the real conquest.

Gently holding up Ally Junsi's head and putting her beautiful face on her waist. Ruibo believes that Ally Junsi knows very well what she should do, because Frera has conducted a detailed and standard demonstration.

Although it was awkward and unfamiliar, and although it was far from comparable to the wonderful feeling that Frera gave him, Ribo felt extremely satisfied in his heart, and this satisfaction even surpassed the happiness that His Majesty the Queen had given him.

The only thing that made Ribo feel dissatisfied was that this disobedient student was obviously a little perfunctory. She did not work hard, but always tried to get rewards. Although this reward was also what Ribo was most willing to give, he knew very well that what he should do at this moment was to make the student obey completely.

Gently stroked Ai Lijunsi's red right cheek, and a few finger marks could be seen vaguely on her cheek. While giving punishment, she gave appropriate gentleness. This is his approach. After all, he is not Eckert, and this student is not himself, let alone what she is studying is not the course she studied back then.

Enjoying the increasingly skillful technique, Rebow wondered when he could start further teaching, but before that, he had to give first reward, because he had clearly felt that Elijuns' body was trembling more and more violently, and he had to comfort her will before she completely collapsed. This was not Eckert's teaching, nor was it from Frera's mouth, but the advice given to him by the horse racing champion from Sibai. Although he was not referring to a woman, in Rebow's view, taming a rebellious beauty is no different from taming a fierce horse.

Gently lifting Ellijunsi up from the kneeling position, Ruibo did not untie her tied hands, but he gave the students absolute freedom to choose any way she liked.

Enjoying another wonderful feeling, Rebow felt very satisfied. He lay quietly on the bed, admiring the ups and downs and the plump body that shook with the ups and downs. He believed that this beauty was difficult for any sculptor to express, and that it could not be preserved was the only regrettable thing.

"You have been staying in the bedroom these days and never going out. Are you not worried about the arrival of the imperial envoy to cause unexpected changes in the situation?" Frera asked suddenly.

Although Frera was talking about the situation in front of her, Rebow completely believed that Frera didn't care about it at all. She had never cared about the situation. The reason why she mentioned this matter at this moment was just because of the jealousy of women.

Rebow knew very well that Frera might not care how many women he had, and was even willing to torture the beautiful countess with him, but she obviously did not want to see herself get happiness from another woman, because of this she was trying her best to destroy the atmosphere at this moment.

Naturally, Ruibo would not point it out, because he knew very well how terrible a woman who was angry would be.

"Imperial Envoy? Is that Imperial Envoy not a member of the Kane family? Earl of Komilan once told me privately that the Kane family is interesting to join forces with His Highness the Prince." Rebe replied.

"Has Eckert never taught you? Any huge family will inevitably have different voices. Don't forget that Grand Duke Kane is also a powerful contender for the throne. They were once the Delizhi royal family, and for two centuries, they are always eager to regain the lost throne." Frera said calmly.

"But what does this have to do with me? I have helped the prince to take the stage, and everything that follows depends on him. I cannot complete the journey to the throne on his behalf." Rebow shrugged and said, "What's more, I don't have that obligation at all."

After saying all this, Rebow still devoted himself to enjoying the joy that the countess gave him.

Suddenly he felt a slender arm reaching under him, and then a slender finger penetrated into his body, which was extremely stimulating even for him.

"I don't care what you plan to do. We are in crisis at this moment. You'd better end your nostalgia and indulgence in this place and complete your mission as soon as possible." Speaking of this, Frera suddenly leaned into Ribo's ear and laughed in a very low voice: "Let me help you extinguish the flames of your eyes, let you burn them quickly, and then get out of here. I will teach your students for you."

But Ruibo could no longer hear anything, because his attention was attracted by the constantly squirming finger. The feeling was really strong and wonderful, and even he couldn't stand it.

With a tremor followed by a tremor, Rebo lay weakly on Ali Junsi, feeling as if his body had been drained.

At this moment, he really couldn't find a trace of yu's hope, and he felt that he couldn't even lift his finger.

The beautiful countess also seemed to be dead. Her face was pale and her body was like a bucket of water. She was completely wet. The sweat was not even a little warm, and it was so uncomfortable that it was sticky and coldly against her body.

"I have already put the hot water for you. You can take a shower now, and then leave quickly and go to the prince to discuss countermeasures. Don't come back until dark. I will take care of this beauty for you." The voice of Frera speaking came from behind, with a hint of cunning and complacent voice in it.

Dragging his weak legs, Ruibo finally made himself stand up straight. He held the wall and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

"I must say, you're too much this time, and it will shorten my life." Ruibo muttered.

"Don't worry, just like a boat must be dragged ashore to drain all the accumulated water before you can undergo a major repair. Regular removal of the inventory accumulated in your body will only make you more energetic." Frera said with confidence.

Naturally, Ribo would not argue with Frera about these things, so he walked into the bathroom with the wall.

Ruibo didn't know how long he had been in the bathroom, so he didn't even want to get up, and he didn't even have the strength to apply soap.

When his will finally defeated his tired body after countless struggles, and when he dragged his still weak hands and feet into the bedroom, he saw that Frera had already begun her teaching.

Walking out of the room, Ruibo still felt his body shaking along the way. His steps were as if the floor under his feet suddenly turned into a ball of cotton. Ruibo could even hear the faint chuckles from the people next to him.

"Oh--Dear Envoy, you actually left your room." The voice of the Count of Chameleon came from the corridor next to him.

"It's good for walking." Ruibo said, "I'm sorry to have a smile on his face."

Earl of Keram quickly walked to Ruibo and came over to say in an extremely warm tone: "Haha, I'm not wrong. Ali Junsi is definitely a rare beauty. The most interesting thing is that she is very strong, but you have to worry about your health when you are with her."

Ruibo could only respond to the count's kindness with repeated nods. The two of them walked towards the hall like friends for many years.

"By the way, Earl of Milan, can you tell me what kind of person is the imperial envoy who came this time?" Ruibo asked.

"It turns out that you came out for this matter in your busy schedule?" Earl Kemilan said in a little surprised.

"I'm just asking casually." Ruibo said calmly.

However, the Count from the capital obviously did not think so. In fact, almost everyone here is convinced that this young man from the Kingdom of Francis was the think tank that His Highness the Prince trusted and relied on the most. He had even replaced Master Og in the mind of His Highness, because the civil strife that swept over Delizhi was about to begin, and the character that Master Og clearly restricted his wisdom.

"I heard that this time the Earl of Pismack was the Earl of Pismack. Everyone in the Pismack family was very easy to talk to. They were famous for their affairs in the capital." Earl of Cormilan said.

"Then this time will undoubtedly have a happy ending, right?" Ruibo said easily.

"Oh-no, the bad thing is that the person who served as the deputy was Earl Bigghun, who was a stubborn old guy." Earl Komilan said in a painful tone.

"Not being stubborn does not necessarily mean that you will definitely oppose us, right?" Ruibo asked with a smile.

"However, you have to make the worst, it's like a gamble. Biggur will bring us two possibilities, or make things extremely common, otherwise the future will be difficult." Earl Komilan sighed.

"Is Count Bigghu's voice very loud?" Ribo asked in a low voice.

"Oh-yes, he has three daughters, and they are all beautiful women of Palin. You know what this means, and his wife comes from a powerful branch of the Kane family, and he himself is the guest of honor for the head of the family." Earl Cormilan said in detail.

"What about Count Pismack?" Rebbo continued.

"Earl Pismack himself belongs to a prominent branch of the Kane family, but you should be very clear about what it means to be good people. They will be respected by many people, but they will definitely not have authority." Earl Cormilan said.

Ruibo naturally understood what the words that Earl Komilan just said meant, and it could indeed turn into a very bad thing.

"By the way, there is another person who may have some influence. Although Baron Famores is only fifteen years old and as the clerk of the accompanying clerk, he has no right to speak at all, but he is the nephew of the head of the family. The head of the family favors him very much." Speaking of this, the chameleon-like count looked around, then leaned into Ribo's ear and lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "There are even rumors that Famores is the illegitimate son of the head of the family. Although this is a bit sensational, this kind of thing has not been done before."

Rebow naturally understood what Count Kemilan told him about these things. For those who have infinite potential but are not very status at the moment, the Francis obviously knew better than the Delisman.

Just as he was planning to continue discussing this matter with Earl Kemilan, he accidentally saw a wisp of purple smoke rising from a distance, which was a smoke that ordinary people would never see. The one that created this smoke was the magic powder prepared by Ruibo. He gave this powder to the seamstress who had already surrendered to the incomparable joy and his psychedelic powder.

That was a signal of asking for a meeting, but it also indicates that the crisis is approaching.

Looking at the rising purple smoke, Rebbo became silent.

"Earl Kemilan, I suddenly remembered that there is another important thing. Maybe I will come to find you again at dinner time and ask you for advice on the imperial envoy and his party." Ruibo suddenly said.

"Oh--The envoy must not be very familiar with everything about Monach. I will introduce you to a few restaurants." Earl Kemilan said extremely attentively.

At this moment, Ruibo's mind was no longer here, so he nodded to answer.
Chapter completed!