Peter felt this sudden change very keenly, and he glanced at the Countess again.
The countess has delicate skin and still bends down to pour vodka. In order to show respect, she pours it with two hands, which makes her career line more prominent.
As for the countess's dress, she originally wore a sheep's head mask, but now it has been torn off, but there is a red ribbon on the crown fluttering on her head, just like her career.
Peter's brows furrowed deeply again. Judging from her appearance, the countess was undoubtedly a dignified and beautiful woman. She probably did not deliberately use the luxury car to seduce him.
When he looked at the countess, the countess's eyes were filled with respect and obedience, which made Peter reaffirm that the countess was a good woman, and the current situation was undoubtedly that she was infatuated with sex.
Countess Roman noticed His Highness' gaze. She was a little shy and a little proud. After giving birth to a child, her figure became even more proud. Sometimes even she couldn't believe it.
But as your daughter's godfather, His Highness probably won't have that kind of idea. His Highness wants a woman, what kind of woman?
Then she sat across from him as requested by him and started chatting with him.
Peter chatted with her about her family, her daughter, and her life. When Peter asked her what she wanted to do, the countess showed a gentle smile:
"Your Highness, all I wish is to be able to take good care of the manor, take good care of my daughter, and find a good marriage for her in the future."
Peter couldn't help but sigh:
"Let me tell you, you are such a good mother. The little angel will love you forever."
"Your Highness, the little angel will also love you, just as I love you."
The countess' gentle eyes glanced at Peter, feeling a little relaxed, but she was still respectful.
Peter smiled slightly. He admired the countess as a motherly person, but it was a pity that if her fate did not change, she would only have two years to live.
The palaces at this time were basically made of wooden structures, and the large and small houses were all made of logs and boards. The palace was more exquisite, with not only the stone effect carved on the outside, but also the windows, porches, shapes and colorful gables.
Components, as well as other expensive and gorgeous decorations are all available.
There was also a fire burning near a corner of the room, which provided warmth to the palace.
Peter stood up and walked to the stove and threw a log into the stove. The countess quickly stood up and followed Peter.
Seeing Peter's actions, the countess said:
"Your Highness, let me do it. How can I bother you with such a thing?"
Peter paused and handed the Countess a split log.
When their fingertips touched, the Countess's eyes blinked rapidly, and Peter's eyes instantly burned with heat. He looked at the stove, and the flames reflected in his eyes seemed to be hotter than the stove.
Peter shook his somewhat groggy head, and a dry voice sounded:
"Madam, could you please bring the little angel? In this noisy yet quiet night, I want to see if the little angel is as beautiful as the starry sky."
"Okay, Your Highness!"
Because Peter had been watching the fire, the countess didn't notice anything strange. She saluted Peter, and suddenly there was a wave of excitement.
The Countess was overjoyed. Her Highness really cared for the little angel.
So this gentle and beautiful mother walked out quickly.
Peter shook his head again, even though the countess had left, the faint fragrance of her body seemed to stay on his nose even more strongly.
Her motherly breasts kept popping up in his mind.
Peter realized what was wrong with him.
He looked at the bottle of vodka. Every palace and every side hall in the palace belonged to the Queen and him. The Queen rarely went to other places, and these side halls basically became his territory.
Could it be that someone in his territory had tampered with the bottle of vodka?
Peter resisted the thoughts that were raging like a raging fire, and called the panel in his heart, and the panel opened.
The light curtain was so bright that his consciousness was almost hazy, but he could still barely make out some words.
…………
Name: Peter Fedorovich
Position: Imperial Crown Prince
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Stamina: 20
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Under the series of numerical values, there is an additional line of small red characters:
[Status: Abnormal]
There is also a line of prompts below the red writing, which is extremely eye-catching:
[The host has never been poisoned in his life, he has only been poisoned by aphrodisiac. The host has never been tricked in his life, he has only been tricked by beauty]
Even in this state, Peter couldn't help but let out a cry!
He originally thought that since his physical strength was 20, he might be able to see some information after opening it. After all, online games in previous lives were designed this way.
I didn't expect that the information was indeed displayed, but it was so outrageous.
So, he was poisoned by aphrodisiac?
Who gave him the drink? Vodka? The Countess?
It shouldn't be possible for the countess, she just looked at the vodka and got it.
Is that another daring maid?
Thinking of the incident with the last palace maid, Peter couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment in his heart. Did he really think he was a human pile driver?
But this anger, along with most of his consciousness, were burned away by the fire.
There was only a trace of clarity left, tinged with chaos, and Peter knew he couldn't stay here.
The countess will come over soon, which is too dangerous for them who are unprepared.
The heavy door of the side hall was not closed, and Peter stumbled out. When he turned the corner, he seemed to catch a glimpse of two figures rushing towards here quickly, and then he heard an excited voice like fire:
"Peter!"
The voice was somewhat familiar, and even the scene seemed familiar. He was pulled in by the voice and the slender jade-like hand.
With flaxen hair, green eyes, and a concave and passionate body, even with the mask on, Peter's only consciousness recognized who this was.
"Your Highness, guess who I am?"
The woman's slender legs stood upright, with a naughty look in her eyes, but she deliberately made her voice thicker.