Count Kleinmicher knew Neridova's temperament very well. His lover was known to be very clever and would not suddenly come to him unless he got wind of it.
【But what happened again? 】
Count Kleinmicher murmured in his heart, because he really didn't want to get involved in the messy affairs in the court. He felt that no matter which party they were in, they were ruthless scoundrels, and getting involved with them would definitely not end well.
.
But Neridova has a lively and troubled temperament. Even if he tells himself in his heart that it is wrong to do so, in the end his principles and bottom line will still be broken by this woman. Sometimes he complains that he is too unsatisfactory.
Already.
Count Kleinmicher glanced at Nelidova, and he could clearly see something eager to try in her eyes. It was obvious that she was determined to win this time. Thinking of this, Count Kleinmicher couldn't help but feel...
He sighed in his heart and replied quietly:
"Your Majesty would like to see the latest report on the Black Sea Fleet..."
Nelidova smiled brightly, like a blooming rose. Count Kleinmicher couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment. He almost reached out to touch Nelidova's face. Fortunately, he woke up immediately.
, quickly shook his head and shouted softly: "What are you doing?!"
Neridova smiled first and then pouted and replied: "I didn't do anything! Why are you so cruel!"
Count Kleinmicher is really dumbfounded. Is he the one who dares to make a mistake? But he also knows that the stupidest man in the world is a man who quarrels with the woman he loves. Problems that can be solved with a few coaxings will end up being quarreled.
It will definitely be endlessly annoying, and the final result will definitely be that you have to bow your head and admit your mistake and continue to coax. Since you have to coax anyway, why bother to have a fight?
"I'm worried that there are too many people here and may miss the mark!" Count Kleinmicher explained while coaxing him.
"Don't worry, the Queen is already asleep. As for the other vixens, their thoughts are either with His Majesty or His Highness. They have no interest in caring about you and me!"
Count Kleinmicher muttered: "It's better to be careful!"
While the two were whispering, the attendant who went to the archives room to get married came out with a stack of documents. The two people quickly separated and pretended that nothing happened.
"Count, the documents have been found. Do you need me to send them to you?"
The young attendant looked eager to try, and held the documents in his hands tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would come to snatch him. His appearance was familiar to both Neridova and Count Kleinmicher, and he was in the Winter Palace.
Everyone in the country wished they could hang around Nicholas I all the time. They wished they could even smell the smell when His Majesty went to the toilet.
Almost everyone hopes that they can fall in the eye of Nicholas I and then rise to great heights. Naturally, they cherish every opportunity to meet Nicholas I.
Count Kleinmicher glanced at this attendant. To be honest, he understood him very well. Who doesn't want to be brilliant? Who wants to stay moldy in the archives of the Winter Palace or act like a dog at the door of the Winter Palace?
Like standing guard?
I remember that when he was young, his old father also spared no effort to fight for opportunities for him, but his character never liked that, so he could not get married with Alexander I or Constantine Pavlov.
Archduke Vichy became acquainted with Grand Duke Nicholas I, a rigid soldier who had no hope of inheriting the throne.
And this fate is so wonderful. No one thought that Nicholas I would inherit the throne in the end, and with it, he, an originally unknown little attendant, would soar into the sky, from a humble infantry captain to the current cavalry lieutenant general.
All this sometimes seems like a dream to Count Kleinmicher.
"Follow me!" Count Kleinmicher ignored Nelidova's dissatisfaction and ordered the young attendant who was looking at him eagerly, and then prepared to bid farewell to Nelidova: "Madam, I have to go
Your Majesty will not accompany you as he delivers the documents, please forgive me!"
Neridova was naturally dissatisfied, not only with the little attendant next to her who suddenly intervened and disturbed her affairs, but also with Count Kleinmicher who escaped with an excuse. However, she was not a messy woman either.
She knew that she had to stay calm at this time, because although most of the vixens and human spirits were just staring at Nicholas I, who could guarantee that there would be no one who was too idle or would look unhappy at her or Count Kleinmicher?
Yes, it’s better to be careful!
So she lifted up her skirt and bowed: "Then I won't waste your precious time. I will be waiting for you in the salon tonight!"
After saying that, Nelidova walked away gracefully, leaving Count Kleinmicher speechless. Because when had he agreed to attend Nelidova's salon? Isn't this something that didn't happen?
?
It was obvious that this woman had done it on purpose, just to take advantage of him, and now he really couldn't refuse. Who made the little attendant next to him look at her dryly? If he continued to entangle her, it would easily lead to rumors.
What Count Kleinmicher is most afraid of is the rumors about him and Neridova. Well, probably because being a thief makes you feel guilty, especially when you are a thief like him.
"Let's go!"
Count Kleinmicher sighed and was a little amused at the little attendant next to him who was looking longingly at Neridova's figure. He was really a brat. When he was so young, he didn't dare to covet the women in the palace. Then
At that time, he honestly thought of himself as a quail.
"Young man, what is your name? Where are you from?"
For the first time, Count Kleinmicher became interested in this "sexy and courageous" attendant, and rarely said a few words to him. The latter was indeed brave enough, and he remained calm when asked.
Jumping to the ground, he replied: "Joseph Vladimirovich Gurko, Mrs. Mogiglio, cavalry captain! Graduated from the Noble Military Academy!"
Count Kleinmicher really didn't expect this man to be so courageous and have such an unrestrained personality. Although he was a restrained and reserved person, he felt that this young man was pleasing to the eye for no reason. He suddenly smiled and said:
"how old are you?"
"Sir, 24 years old!"
Count Kleinmicher thought for a while. The 24-year-old cavalry captain was neither top-notch nor particularly shabby. He was generally considered to be a decent one. But he was very surprised. Isn't this guy a cavalry captain? How could he run away?