The bedroom door was carefully pushed open, and ostro, boguslav''s housekeeper, came in quietly.


    In the middle of the bedroom was a large oak bed decorated with ivory and gold foil. Through the dim candle light on the bedside cabinet, ostro could vaguely see that his master seemed to be asleep.


    So ostro took the handle of the door and was ready to exit.


    "Is it ostro?"


    The prince''s voice came from the bed.


    "Yes, my master. I''m ostro."


    Ostro saw his master calling himself and quickly responded.


    "Has everyone gone?"


    "All gone."


    Ostro walked slowly to the bed so that his voice could be heard more clearly by the prince.


    "Where''s the old prince''s wife."


    "Gone, too. Princess Anna was supposed to stay here, but I told the servants not to say a word or a thing to the royal highness of the princess. After her several dozen servants, her royal highness had no interest in it. Later, unable to resist the repeated persuasion of the old lady, the princess finally went away with the old lady in the carriage.


    Ostro knelt down on one knee by the bed and said slowly.


    Boguslav nodded at every word he said. Obviously, the way the housekeeper handled it satisfied the prince.


    At this time, boguslav, lying in bed, had taken off the gorgeous dress at the ball and replaced it with a soft and cool silk shirt. After grinding the Pearl into powder, he applied the liquid soaked in deep well to his face little by little. This is the secret recipe he got from a gypsy. Wiping the skin with this liquid can make the skin more delicate and smooth.


    "Ostro, do you know how happy I am now?" boguslav said to ostro. As he spoke, he continued to maintain his face.


    "My subordinates have only done some minor things." ostro thought the prince was happy for his proper disposal, so he said modestly.


    "I''m not talking about you, I''m talking about my Chris." boguslav gave him a wrong look when he saw his housekeeper.


    He won''t have any mood swings for ostro to deal with Princess Anna. To tell the truth, the beauty who belongs to the same family as himself is really worse than his mistresses in his eyes.


    Princess Anna married herself. This is just another strategy of her cousin Prince yanush, in order to resist the supreme pressure of the Republic from Warsaw.


    Prince yanush knew very well that now he and boguslav were cousins and blood relatives, and could help each other. But in a few generations, the blood relationship between the two families will become thinner and thinner. One day, the raziwiu family will split. In order to avoid this outcome, yanushi so actively asked boguslav to marry Princess Anna and let their children inherit everything from the two families. The raziwiu family, which is combined into one, will have the power to change the Republic.


    Of course, boguslav will not oppose this plan. After all, he will ultimately benefit himself. Although bogusslav has always been dismissive of Princess Anna''s performance, Prince bogusslav is willing to marry her if Princess Anna can recognize her identity and be obediently satisfied to be bogusslav''s wife without interfering with the prince''s private life. But now, at the ball held by boguslav for Chris, Anna even lost her face in front of Chris and openly revealed that Mrs. kolf was her mistress. If she hadn''t estimated her Princess''s identity, boguslav would even have the heart to kill her. From then on, everything about Princess Anna was like air to the prince.


    Hearing boguslav mention Chris, ostro finally remembered something. He touched his back with one hand, took out a bottle from behind, handed it to boguslav and said, "Your Highness, this fish oil refined by North sea whales I found in the warehouse according to your instructions is extremely lubricated. Please have a look."


    Boguslav took the bottle. This item, which the prince had carefully ordered ostro to look for, is now worthless in boguslav''s eyes. He threw the bottle out. The bottle made an arc in the dark air and fell to the ground covered with expensive Persian carpets.


    "No, ostro. I don''t need such disgusting things," said boguslav.


    The prince''s action surprised ostro''s eyes. However, as a housekeeper, he knew he shouldn''t ask, and he was relieved to do what his master ordered.


    Just like now, boguslav turned his head and put out a hand to hook his finger at ostro after throwing away the bottle. The latter understood and climbed close to boguslav.


    Boguslav held up half his body. He approached ostro and said, "ostro, my omnipotent housekeeper, do you have that medicine?"


    Although boguslav tried to be vague, the human like ostro didn''t understand the prince''s meaning. From boguslav''s actions, he had vaguely guessed that Chris might be a woman disguised as a man. So ostro smiled and replied, "master, I don''t have what you want, but I know where to get it."


    "Where is it?" boguslav asked pleasantly.


    "Oxana, a gypsy. You know, these Gypsies can do strange things. I''m talking about a person who can not only make the medicine you want, but also divination."


    "Gypsies say they can do divination, which is a lie." boguslav despised ostro''s divination.


    "Oxana is different. She is very accurate. If you want to know anything, you can ask her," ostro vowed. He has experienced the magic of Oksana''s divination.


    "Well, you go and get what I want, the best and strongest. Then let the gypsy divine my love." boguslav thought for a moment, and felt that even if the gypsy divined, he had no loss, so he readily agreed.


    At this time, ostro proposed that Oksana divination love needs something on both sides, preferably hair and nails.


    Boguslav''s own is easy, but he doesn''t have Chris''s hair and nails on his hands.


    "Well, I''ll organize a hunt for Chris in a few days, and then I''ll find a way to get her hair," boguslav said.