"Mom, dad is not that kind of person." Catherine retorted weakly.
The Duchess snorted, folded her arms, and smiled half-heartedly: "You're not that kind of person, you know what? I've been married to him for 29 years, and he does love me very much, but that doesn't stop him from having lovers outside.
"
Catherine was in disbelief: "This is impossible, dad is different from those nobles..."
The Duchess hugged her daughter's neck from behind and sighed quietly: "Men are like this. No matter how good the women at home are, they will still go out to steal sex. Your father is not bad. He only found someone outside after ten years of marriage."
One mistress, and two more in the next 19 years.
The first one is a sexy and hot widow, her husband is a businessman, very charming and enchanting.
The second one looks a bit like me, but has bigger breasts and screams louder than me.
The third one is named Marilyn. She is the daughter of Marquis David. She is married. The funny thing is that David is still a brother-in-law of your father and has a very good relationship..."
David: I regard you as a brother, but you slept with my daughter!
Catherine's face was very surprised. In her mind, her father was very good, he had always pampered her, he was also very considerate of her family, he didn't smoke, didn't drink, wasn't lecherous, he was a model among men, and now...
In short, half of her father's tall image collapsed. She said in surprise: "Mom, why do you know so clearly?"
The Duchess sighed quietly: "Because since I knew that he had lovers outside, I secretly helped him find the latter two.
You know, especially the second mistress who looked a bit like me, he was very excited at the time and tried many new positions. Really, don’t you have any at home? Won’t I cooperate? I don’t have to spend money.
…”
Catherine looked embarrassed and confused: "Mom, aren't you angry?"
"Of course I'm angry, but what can I do? I can't stop a man's enterprising spirit. Your father has figured it out. Marquis David has 11 mistresses outside at the same time. It's really not worth it for the Marquis. Ha, he
I'm not afraid of dying on a woman's belly.
This is still in the Nokman Empire, but it would be even more eye-opening if it were in Falorland."
The Duchess smiled and said that men are all big pigs, and no matter how smart and virtuous she is, there is nothing she can do about it.
Looking in the mirror, she helped Catherine dress up: "You don't have to think too much, just get along well with your little man, and take advantage of this time to accompany him to complete the transformation of a man.
When a prodigal son is willing to give up part of his freedom and sacrifice part of his dignity to take on the responsibilities of the family, he is considered mature. It is during this period that you have to spend it with him and leave your presence deeply imprinted in his heart.
A memory that he will never forget.
In this way, no matter how far he runs or how wild his heart, he will always remember that he has a wife and a family."
Catherine stood up and hugged her mother: "Mom, sleep with me tonight. I want to ask you many things."
"no problem."
"Dad won't be angry, right?"
"Why can he be so angry? I just don't care about him. Otherwise, I would have sent his photos of women's clothing to the newspaper."
Catherine was shocked and her voice changed slightly: "Women's clothing?!!"
The Duchess stroked her forehead and said, "I'm sorry, I spilled the beans."
"Show me, show me quickly!" Catherine suddenly became excited. This is dark history, absolutely big news.
The duchess failed to evade, and quietly went to a room where the sundries were kept, took out 32 black and white photos from a hidden box, then returned to her daughter's room and closed the door.
"Haha! So cute!"
Catherine was holding a photo of her father, Duke Xavier, in women's clothing, and spinning around on the bed with a smile.
The Duchess smiled lightly. As the inventor of the camera, she was also a lover of photography. She had spent a lot of time trying to trick her suitors into wearing women's clothing.
Catherine laughed for a long time and opened the other 31 photos. These were all old photos from at least thirty years ago.
She knows several of them: "Master Demon Hunter Randy Mack, Fourth-order Black Warrior Martin Sinkovic of the Steam Alliance, Marquis Thornton of Falorland..."
Among the 32 photos of women's clothing, there are almost no extraordinary beings below the fourth level. They may not have been so strong back then, but now they are all bosses.
The Duchess was not surprised. Most people she didn't bother to fool, and those who could be photographed by her in women's clothing were all people with some potential.
Catherine became more and more excited as she looked at it, but when she turned to one of the photos, her hands trembled and she said in a trembling voice: "This...is this Gonzalez?"
The Duchess showed a naughty smile: "Yes, that's him. He looks quite cute in women's clothing... It took me a lot of time to deceive... well, to persuade him to devote himself to art."
Catherine was speechless. There was not only Gonzalez, but also Daniel Farley, a member of the Steam Alliance. He was the father of "Justice from Heaven" Alfred and a Sanctuary Black Warrior.
If these photos were sent to newspapers and published, it would be a disaster. I don't know how much trouble it would cause.
"Mom, did you give them some ecstasy soup back then? How could they agree to this?"
The Duchess smiled evilly and said: "It's nothing, I just let them devote themselves to art. One day when I am unhappy, I will let them become famous all over the continent."
The gentle voice is like the whisper of the devil. In fact, the reason is not that simple. Many of the photos here were taken by her with the first equipment before the existence of cameras was announced.
At that time, they didn't know that this thing could record images, otherwise they would definitely reject it. As a result, it has become dark history now, and it is too late to regret it.
Some people, like Gonzalez, are actually not easy to fool. There are other reasons why they are photographed dressed as women.
As for snatching it back and destroying it, I'm sorry, Helen Viggis Blois is a saint in her own right, so it's not certain who educates whom. Besides, there are still many of these people who are obsessed with her.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Duchess was not particularly beautiful, but as one of the most outstanding women of that era, her charm fascinated many people.
Now there are still many people who want Duke Xavier to die suddenly, so they will have a chance.
In the evening, mother and daughter talked a lot, and the princess patiently talked to her daughter.
As for Keisha, she has almost reached the border of Farolland and will meet Ren in a few days.
In the early morning, the light begins to dawn, fish belly appears on the horizon, the song of the lark is clear and sweet, and a cool wind blows from the distance.
"Boom~"
The roar sounded, and a steam locomotive with a silver-white body and engraved redbud patterns roared past on the road.
In the car, Kesha, who was wearing jeans, a short-sleeved white T-shirt, and a white women's sun hat, stepped on the steam valve and turned the steering wheel sharply.
"Whoa!"
The special rubber tires rubbed violently against the asphalt ground. White smoke emitted from the six metal exhaust pipes behind the steam locomotive, which shimmered in the morning light. The vehicle slid out of a perfect arc and quickly drifted around the bend.
This is a plain on the eastern border of Faroland, sparsely populated, and an asphalt road runs through it, as if it extends to the end of the sky.
The bermudagrass, zoysia, teff, etc. on both sides of the road are growing well and are lush and green.
Kesha, the female driver who was speeding along, couldn't help but smile. Her beautiful face was heart-wrenching. She loved racing, but now, steam locomotives are not actually widely used.
This kind of car actually has a Force array inside, which is very expensive to build, and it uses Force crystals to power the steam engine, so most people can't afford it.
Nowadays, the main mode of transportation for long-distance travel is steam trains. The roads in many cities are actually not suitable for racing, and many people use horse-drawn carriages to travel.
Kesha looked at the rapidly retreating scenery on both sides, a flash of excitement in her eyes. She liked this feeling of galloping.
"call out!"
A gunshot was heard, and the spiritual energy in the air swayed like water waves, spreading from far to near.
The sound was very strange, not like a normal gunshot, but like the sound of an arrow piercing the air. Kesha's face in the car changed.
"Click~"
As soon as she stepped on the brakes, the car stopped quickly. She got out of the driver's seat of the motorcycle and closed the door with a bang.
This attack was not directed at her, but the famous gun on her body was sensitive.
Kesha raised her right arm as white as snow, and lightning-like runes lit up on the back of her palm.
This is the famous gun inherited by the royal family of the Nokman Empire - "Endless Thunder"
The famous gun is no longer a simple dead object, it even has consciousness and can be integrated into the body like runes.
A beautifully shaped, rifle-style firearm loomed in Kesha's arm, seemingly real and illusory.
Terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations spread in circles, and blue-white current filled the air like branches...
