Put Catherine and Chechen aside for the time being. Prince boguslav took Chris back to the castle and held a grand dance in the castle.


    Because the war in Lithuania rarely affected Mia telsk, it has become a pure land for fugitive nobles. In addition to some high-level officers under Prince boguslav and some distinguished chamberlains, there were also some nobles from Ukraine and Smolensk.


    Prince boguslav himself was well dressed, jeweled and in high spirits. The wig on his head was rolled into exquisite Wavy Curls. His face was very white. After makeup, his skin was crystal clear, reminiscent of the whiteness of milk. His black moustache was covered with olive oil and looked soft and smooth. The prince was wearing a black dress with lace on his sleeves. The long coat of the dress is carefully spliced by French craftsmen with the best silk and velvet. On the prince''s chest, a gold chain hung on his chest. In the center of the gold chain, there was a huge ruby. From the right shoulder down, obliquely across boguslav''s chest is an orangutan red sword. For each equal distance, it is inlaid with a diamond, which looks like a flickering light band.


    Wearing such a precious sabre, the prince''s Sabre is not too much. The sabre is also inlaid with diamonds and emeralds, which is dazzling.


    In a word, today''s Prince bogusslav''s whole image is noble, elegant, heroic and moving.


    When the prince appeared in front of the crowd with a handkerchief in one hand and a hat hung on the handle of the knife in the other hand, all the people looked at him with admiration and admiration. Everyone was thinking: only the noble raziweu family can cultivate such people.


    Prince boguslav glanced at the crowd, but he didn''t see Chris. He couldn''t help being disappointed.


    Ostro, Prince boguslav''s housekeeper, was the kind of person who knew the prince''s mind even when his master frowned. I don''t know what boguslav is thinking at the moment. Ostro stepped forward, leaned in his master''s ear and said, "Your Highness, your friend from Sweden has left the room and will come soon."


    Bogusslav immediately turned his anger into joy. He walked gracefully down the stairs and danced with the Duchess of kolf to the music.


    Mrs. kolf''s husband, Duke kolf, was originally a Polish aristocrat working in Ukraine, but the poor Duke lost everything in the Cossack rebellion. The penniless Duke had to take his wife and children to feed in the raziweu family. During the period of MIA diersk, Duke kolf was accompanied by wine and abandoned himself all day. Everything in the family depended on Mrs kolf. Although Mrs. kolf was in her forties and a mother of two children, she maintained herself very well, just like a twenty-year-old girl. Soon she became Prince boguslav''s mistress.


    Mrs. kolf touched Prince boguslav''s chest with her finger, pretended to be jealous and said, "Your Highness, you are so charming, just like a flowing cloud, but not for me."


    Prince boguslav looked around carefully to make sure that Chris had not come. Then he felt relieved to flirt with Mrs. kolf and said, "honey, I''m not for you, or for who? The first dance of my party today is with you."


    Mrs. kolf smiled and said, "I saw it all. Your Highness has brought someone back, and this evening''s party is for her."


    Being pierced by Mrs. kolf, Prince boguslav''s face was not red and his heart did not jump. He said in a very sincere tone: "baby, I only have you in my heart."


    Unfortunately, Mrs. kolf was already immune to Prince boguslav''s sweet words. Mrs. kolf knew very well that being the prince''s mistress was just taking what she needed. He could not leave his husband and children, and the powerful prince could not marry a married woman.


    "Tell me, sir, what kind of woman you brought back. Maybe I can give you some advice," said Mrs. kolf.


    Mrs. kolf''s voice had just dropped, but she was surprised to see her lover blush.


    "Actually, Chris is a man," Prince boguslav whispered.


    Mrs. kolf couldn''t help saying "ah", but she immediately reacted and covered her mouth in time.


    "Your Excellency is not kidding me," Mrs. kolf confirmed.


    "No," Prince boguslav said firmly.


    Mrs. kolf looked at Prince boguslav carefully up and down, and finally confirmed that her lover was telling the truth.


    "What kind of man is that Chris?" Mrs. kolf asked.


    After being surprised that Prince boguslav fell in love with a man, Mrs. kolf began to understand and prepare to give advice to her lover. After all, Mrs. kolf needs the prince''s power and money, not his heart. Mrs. kolf didn''t care who boguslav gave his heart to.


    "What kind of man? Chris is not so much a person as an angel. When I first saw him, I couldn''t believe my eyes. I pinched myself hard to see if I was in a dream. But I didn''t dream. Chris appeared in front of me on a horse. At that moment, I regretted myself. Why No one likes women, "Prince boguslav said as intoxicated as singing.


    "Where did your excellency meet that Chris?" Mrs. kolf asked again.


    "In Sweden. You know, I used to go hunting when I was idle and bored. On the side of the kingdom of Sweden, I happened to meet my Chris. He was wearing a hunting suit and was chasing a deer."


    Although Mrs. kolf did not dislike homosexual love, she got goose bumps when she heard boguslav excitedly mention "my Chris".


    "Is he Swedish?"


    "It should be," said Prince boguslav hesitantly. He didn''t inquire about Chris''s origin, but he was sure that Chris was born of nobility and had a good upbringing.


    Mrs. kolf nodded. She was about to teach Prince boguslav about his experience in pursuing men, and remind the prince that there was a "little trouble" waiting for him in miatelsk, when a horn sounded outside the gate. Then Simon shouted, "Chris Augusta is here."