Varvara Neridova sat slantedly on the sofa, her long black hair spread out on her white shoulders like a waterfall, which made her already very tall breasts become even more upright, making the man opposite her unable to help herself.
He wanted to grasp her slender waist that could be grasped.
Menshikov swallowed secretly. What he feared most was this side of Neridova. This woman seemed to be born with two faces. The side she usually showed to the public was her generous and elegant side, while
In private, she shows another side of her that is as alluring as a succubus.
Almost no one can resist the succubus side of Nelidova. She only needs to wave her hand, and most men will immediately fall under her skirt. Most of them include Nicholas I and the old eunuch Menshikov.
Anyway, just for a while, the old eunuch felt his heartbeat speeding up and blood rushing to both ends. He felt that his head was severely congested and he longed to eat Neridova alive right away.
As if she noticed Menshikov's emotional change, Neridova held her chin with one hand, blinked her beautiful black eyes, and asked deliberately: "Your Excellency, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Menshikov tried hard to control his eyes and try not to look at the beauty's protruding body. He half lowered his head, glanced upward and replied nervously:
"No...no, thank you...thank you for your concern...well, I'm fine! Really fine!"
The harder Menshikov tried to control it, the more he unconsciously wanted to peek. This "dishonest" reaction made Neridova smile. She giggled:
"Then why don't you dare to look up at me? Am I ugly?"
Menshikov's bones were about to become crispy, and he almost forgot the purpose of his trip. Fortunately, the old man was not really the first brother in love, and he had seen someone before. He forced himself to calm down, and quickly left.
He took out a check from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table in front of Neridova.
Neridov seemed to be very familiar with this. He naturally picked up the check and glanced at it, then put it back calmly. Still using her sweet voice that could kill people, she asked delicately:
"Your Excellency, what do you mean?"
Menshikov finally took advantage of this opportunity to calm down his heated mind. He replied with a smile: "Madam, I want to ask you a favor!"
Neridova sat up a little straighter and looked like she was ready to talk about business. However, her voice still sounded like it was coated with honey: "Are you just doing a favor?"
"One hundred thousand rubles, what a big deal!"
"I'm afraid it's not easy to do this favor for Your Excellency, right?"
Menshikov fell silent immediately. The old eunuch had long known that Neridova was difficult to deal with. This woman looked delicate, but she had a delicate heart. Otherwise, even the mistresses of Nicholas I could be arranged from the Winter Palace.
She arrived at the Summer Palace, but she still stood firm. She even had a very good relationship with the Empress and Princess Olga, and they were almost close friends. Do you think this method and vision can be so low?
Nelidova loves money very much. As the niece of Catherine Nelidova, the mistress of Tsar Paul I, and as a poor orphan, she naturally hopes to be as rich as possible. Because her aunt has always told her that men are
They are all unreliable. They are all a bunch of liars. The only thing that is reliable is money. Only with money can you live a carefree life!
Neridova was also very good at making money. Relying on the inside information of betraying the Winter Palace, she made hundreds of thousands of rubles, bought herself a mansion, a manor, and bought thousands of serfs.
But Neridova also understood the importance of stopping in moderation. What she betrayed was limited to those secrets of the Winter Palace that could be circulated. As for those that Nicholas I was unwilling to reveal, even if she knew about them and saw them, she would immediately forget them, let alone tell them to her.
spread externally.
It is precisely because Neridova has a good grasp of proportion that she has been able to remain standing. This is her biggest reliance besides pleasing Nicholas I, and it is also her creed. But now Menshikov's request is obviously over the line.
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Can Nelidova know how to blow pillows? Of course she can. She has also secretly helped herself and her friends seek some things, but helping Menshikov blow pillows is another matter.
So Neridova, who loves money very much, put the check back almost without hesitation. She would not touch this kind of money and would not dare to touch it.
Menshikov gritted his teeth and said: "This is half of the deposit paid in advance, and the other half will be paid after the event is completed!"
Two hundred thousand rubles! This is definitely a huge sum of money. It is almost more than 20,000 pounds. Even if this money is given to a prodigal, it will take several years. Neridova has been struggling in the palace for ten years.
, she only earned two hundred thousand rubles, but Menshikov actually gave her half of his wealth in one go. It was impossible for her not to be tempted.
Neridova no longer wanted to be coquettish. She was sitting on the sofa, staring at the check on the coffee table with her beautiful eyes. Even Menshikov on the other side of the coffee table could feel her heartfelt desire.
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Menshikov felt that he should be able to convince the other party. After all, the bargaining chip he offered was too big for anyone to refuse. So now the old eunuch started to tremble, and he glanced at Neridova's eyes greedily.
An inch of skin is completely like a para-aging complexion!
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency Prince, but I can't help you with this!"
Just when Menshikov was almost intoxicated by Neridova's beauty, a basin of cold water fell from the sky and poured a chill on him.
"Why? Madam, are you still too young?" Menshikov stood up and asked slightly angrily: "Don't you think you are too greedy?"
Neridova returned to her original posture again, the previous desires and greed had completely disappeared, her eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and she looked so flawless.
"No, Your Majesty the Prince. It's not that I don't like it, but I'm afraid it will be hot. I don't earn this kind of money!"
All Menshikov's questions and doubts were blocked by these words. What can he do if he doesn't earn this money? Should he kneel down and beg?
Shaking his head, Menshikov took back the check on the coffee table and suddenly said: "Madam, I thought you were quite courageous before, but now it seems, tsk..."
However, this level of provocation was of no use to Neridova. The enchanting beauty giggled and replied naturally: "Your Excellency, you are joking. What courage can a woman like me have, giggle..."
Menshikov was helpless because of Neridova's lack of fuel and salt. According to the old eunuch's original plan, whether it was throwing money or provoking generals, Neridova could always be made to submit. But this woman was more powerful than he imagined.
If you want to be difficult to deal with, you won't be fooled at all. For now, you can only use that last resort...