No matter how the changes outside, Chechen returned to Poland and finally began a rare leisurely life.


    It is true that the war is still burning in the eastern border of the Republic, and the war will become more and more intense in the foreseeable future; Indeed, the king and queen, marshal lubaumatsky and Princess Carrie saidai are all preparing for the final showdown; Indeed, uncle Pedro and Natalie have their own little abacus; But now Chechen is at least carefree.


    In order to spend the short three months with his wives and daughters, Chechen specially bought a large villa in the suburbs of Warsaw, and then took Natalie and Fatima to live with little Anna and little Bogong.


    Originally, Chechen wanted to ask Uncle Pedro to live in together, but Chechen had to let it go because of Natalie''s opposition.


    Although there are inevitably some emotions in her heart, since Chechen returned to the Republic, Natalie has become as obedient and gentle as a person. Therefore, Natalie''s little caprice made Chechen give in.


    The time soon came to August 1660.


    One bright summer day, Chechen woke up from his sleep. He glanced at the other side of the bed.


    Sure enough, Natalie was no longer around.


    In July, almost two years after she married Natalie, Natalie finally conceived a child. After knowing that she was pregnant, although Natalie was not as active as before, she still maintained the habit of getting up early. But her morning exercise changed from sword dancing to walking.


    He got up from bed and Chechen went into the bathroom. He habitually extended his hand to the dresser, but he stopped halfway.


    Because he remembered that his razor had long been confiscated by Natalie.


    "A beard makes a man. Look at Colonel mihau, Anjie and Jan skzedusky. Which of them is not a thick beard and which is not a hero?"


    Natalie uses this reason to persuade Cherchen not to shave and confiscates the razor. This seemingly normal move by others is an important part of her transformation into a real polish.


    Unlike other aristocrats in Europe, the Polish aristocracy has its own uniqueness. Judging from the appearance, Polish nobles like to wear beards regarded as a symbol of brutality by Western European courts.


    This is as like as two peas in their enemies, the Tsar and the Russian nobility.


    Maybe it''s because they are both Slavs.


    Before, Chechen didn''t grow a beard. He always likes to shave off his beard to keep his face clean. This is exactly what Natalie sees as Cherchen''s move not to Poland.


    After realizing that he didn''t have a razor, Chechen habitually extended his hand to his head.


    At this time, his hair had already grown again on his head, and a lock of hair on the halogen door, as a symbol of Cossacks, had already been the same length as other hair.


    His hairstyle was ridiculed by Pedro and others as covering his head with watermelon skin.


    Reluctantly picked up the towel and wiped his face. Chechen went downstairs.


    As soon as he went out, Chechen saw Natalie walking leisurely on the beautiful Boulevard in front of the pavilion.


    Although she is six years old, Natalie in Cherchen''s eyes is still a beautiful and unparalleled beauty, with light hair, white skin, a cheerful, stubborn and almost angelic face.


    She walked slowly and carefully because she was pregnant. Under Chechen''s gaze, Natalie walked to the side of the flower bed. She bent down and sniffed a light yellow flower. The movement of caressing her abdomen and bending fully showed a solemn and complacent look of being a mother.


    Che Chen is crazy about it. He unconsciously went to the pavilion and sat down, looking at her ecstatically. Wherever she went, his eyes followed her. The feeling of attachment in his eyes would be shown only when the faithful and docile domestic dog followed his master with his eyes.


    The servant brought up a large bottle of honey wine in the moss necked wine bottle for Chechen and poured a glass for the master. But Chechen didn''t touch it, because he only thought about Natalie in his eyes and heart at this time, and he was full of joy only when he saw it, just like drinking jade juice.


    Unconsciously, Chechen rolled up his eight character beard with one hand.


    When Natalie turned her back to herself, Chechen''s face showed some kind of troublemaker''s joy.


    He tiptoed towards Natalie like a cat. The action is so light. In this flower bed, only the buzzing of insects and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves can be heard.


    As the weather was surprisingly fine today, Natalie devoted herself to walking and enjoying the scenery of the garden, even though Cherchen didn''t notice it behind her.


    Chechen arched up like a cat, and his hands extended from both sides to Natalie''s head like crab tongs.


    Suddenly, his hands fell on Natalie''s eyes.


    "Guess who I am?" Chechen asked in a thick voice.


    At first, Natalie seemed startled. But immediately, she realized who was playing a prank.


    Her jade hand held the hand of Chechen blindfolded.


    "Of course it''s my husband, the hero of the Republic, aleval Chechen," Natalie said with a smile.


    With that, she took Chechen''s hand away, and then turned to look at Chechen.


    The sun shone on Natalie''s face and added a layer of golden and holy light to her.


    Chechen is infatuated. He hugged Natalie, picked her up and walked towards the pavilion.


    "Let me go." Natalie said angrily.


    But this can''t stop Chechen at all.


    Put Natalie on the rattan chair in the pavilion. Cherchen finally picked up the wine glass and drank a mouthful of honey wine.


    Perhaps it is the fine weather that makes Chechen so relaxed and happy, or the strength of wine makes Chechen''s thoughts fly disorderly. His face looked more and more cheerful and bright. He said to his wife, "Natalie, let me tell you something."


    "As long as you don''t say anything I don''t like to hear."


    "Promise God, never! Put your ears out!"


    Then he hugged his wife, stuck his mustache on her hair and whispered, "if it''s a boy, let''s name him Pedro."


    Natalie turned her ruddy face and whispered, "but you promised to name him janush."


    "You know, it''s because of my uncle."


    "Isn''t it more important to remember my dead father? Besides, my father is


    Natalie was about to say that her dead father was a patriot, while his uncle Pedro was greedy for money and lust, but she immediately thought that such naked words would certainly make Chechen unhappy, so it was enough to stop at once.


    In the past few months, although Natalie has been with Cherchen for most of the moments, after he became the deputy head of the mercenary regiment, she also manages the mercenary regiment from time to time in order to transform Cherchen and help queen Ludvika establish a new army. But the more she did, the more she deepened her bad feelings for Pedro.


    Yes, she was the deputy commander, but Pedro sent the Viscount Hesse who had escaped from battle as his assistant to help him get familiar with the affairs of the mercenary regiment. In Natalie''s view every act and every move was a kind of eyelid inserted by his side. At the same time, Pedro put salben, varvarvara, yelishei and fedot under Natalie''s command, but firmly held the Quartermaster in Ingrid''s hands, which made Natalie unable to take out any money from the mercenary regiment without Pedro''s consent. Natalie once boasted behind king ludwiga. She didn''t need a penny from the king and queen. She could build a king army of three teams on her own. Now that she has no money, Natalie can''t do anything, which makes her lose face in front of the king and queen. Don''t mention that there is always a gap between elishey and fedot and Natalie.


    In a word, Natalie, the deputy head, did everything wrong.


    Chechen couldn''t know what Natalie was going to say next. He nodded and said, "yes, it''s more important to commemorate my dead father and my father-in-law... Well, yes! Then the second child must be named Pedro! Ha, it''s a deal. It can''t be changed any more!"


    Natalie twisted her body and tried to break free from Chechen''s embrace, but he held it tighter and began to kiss her mouth and her eyes. She repeatedly said, "you, my sweetheart, my sweetheart! You should be born quickly!"


    At this time, the housekeeper of the villa came over with an account book. He had just stepped up the stairs of the Pavilion when he saw the host and hostess being gentle and stunned.


    And taking this opportunity, Natalie finally broke away from Cherchen''s embrace.


    "What''s up?" Che Chen sat upright and asked.


    The housekeeper came back.


    "Master, I''m here to report that the drinks, food, candles, tableware and band for the banquet have been prepared, and all the expenses are here."


    Then the housekeeper handed the account book to Cherchen.


    Che Chen took the account book and put it aside.


    He looked at Natalie suspiciously.


    "I asked the housekeeper to prepare it," Natalie said. "It''s really unreasonable that we haven''t held a ball after living here for so long. Just as it happens, I heard that the mihau Knight returned to Warsaw from Ukraine, so I''d like to invite him and some soldiers to sit at home."


    "Mikhail is back from the front?" Chechen said in surprise.


    "Yes, he came back to get married. As you know, he was engaged to Princess Jiali saidai''s adopted daughter, but he hasn''t been married because of the war. Now they both want to get married as soon as possible, because after all, they are in their thirties."


    "It''s true, it''s true." Chechen shouted, "mihau should get married and we should hold a banquet."


    With that, Che Chen opened the account book. He ordered the housekeeper to buy more expensive ingredients and fireworks.


    After ordering, Chechen shouted to the villa, "Fatima, Fatima."


    In the sound of shouting, Fatima took little Anna and little Bogong''s hands and walked quickly past.


    Cherchen had asked her to inform Pedro to come to the party with the officers of the mercenary regiment. But before he could speak, Fatima asked first, "dear Cherchen, have you seen my Koran?"


    "No." Chechen shook his head suspiciously.


    Fatima looked at Natalie again: "Natalie, do you see?"


    Natalie shook her head, too.


    "Alas. I found my Koran missing when I got up this morning. I looked everywhere in the room, but there was no place. I saw it last night."


    Chechen comforted Fatima and said, "as long as it is lost in the villa, it will always be found."


    Fatima looked a little better.


    Then she asked Che Chen what was wrong with her.


    Chechen looked at Natalie with a smile on her face and said, "well, Natalie is going to hold a party at home to pick up the wind and wash the dust for mihau. I want you to invite uncle Pedro and yelishei to come with them."


    The original smile on Natalie''s face solidified. Because she didn''t want to invite any guests other than poles.


    Chechen and Fatima didn''t notice the change in Natalie''s face. Fatima promised to invite Pedro and them to come at once.


    Fatima is also resolute. After giving the two children to Chechen, she went to the stables and was ready to ride to inform Pedro of them.


    In the stable, Fatima had just put her saddle on the back of the Kyrgyz horse, and Natalie stopped her behind her.


    "Wait a minute, Fatima," Natalie said.


    Fatima turned back in doubt.


    Natalie walked up to Fatima with a serious face - she came to Fatima without telling Cherchen.


    "Fatima," Natalie said lightly, "I hope you pretend to go out, but don''t tell Uncle Pedro they''re coming to the party."


    Natalie knew that her words would surprise Fatima.


    Sure enough, as soon as her voice fell, Fatima showed an expression of surprise.


    "Why?"


    Natalie approached Fatima.


    "I''m for Cherchen''s good," Natalie said. She knew that Fatima loved Cherchen as much as herself. She would do anything good to Cherchen.


    "Today''s banquet was intended to introduce Cherchen to some young talents of the Republic and let him expand his social circle. But you know, Cherchen''s character is introverted. If you join uncle Pedro and they are present, Cherchen will stand with his own people all night. In this way, the significance of holding the banquet will be in vain."


    "Is that so?"


    Fatima hesitated when Natalie said this, but she was worried that Cherchen would blame herself.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll confess to Cherchen when the party starts. It''s all my idea. He won''t blame you. You also want Cherchen to have more friends in the Republic." Natalie saw Fatima''s hesitant expression and hurried to strike while the iron was hot.


    Fatima was persuaded by Natalie.


    "Then... All right."