The queen looked at Xiang Ying, and Xiang Ying was also looking up at the queen. Xiang Ying was not myopic when she was on the second floor and he had already discovered that this queen was extremely ugly. When she walked to the stairs, Xiang Ying was trembling when she saw it.

Ugly! Very ugly! Too ugly! Too ugly!

This is not a woman, it is simply a mountain of meat. It seems that she is almost three hundred pounds. God knows how she can still walk with such a huge figure.

Every time I take a step, I can feel the trembling of the stairs and floors. Fortunately, this is a villa supervised by the French royal family. If it were replaced with the quality of ordinary houses, the buildings would probably collapse.

The queen's face is no longer human-shaped. There are a pair of small eyes in the swollen eyelids, and the fat eyelids are not even apart. They just pile together to squeeze the originally small eyes smaller.

The garlic nose, bloody mouth, and the neck is no longer described by a double chin or a three chin. This is a thousand-layer fold!

Stacks of layers are like unbaked thousand-layer cakes. The fat in the middle is flowing out. This one is still hanging a gauze scarf around her neck. From a distance, it looks like the unsuccessful thousand-layer cakes are sprayed with snow-white frosting.

European women of this era have popular thin waists, especially palace noble women. Their skirts are specially made, with fine steel as linings inside, which makes the waist very thin and squeeze the flesh to the chest and buttocks.

After that, the hem of the long skirt has to be held up, just like a sun umbrella!

If she had a gorgeous dress like Princess Sissi, she would be extremely beautiful, but if she had to wear Isabella II, she would have really been wearing an evening dress.

Other women's long skirts can probably tie the flesh on their stomachs by the thin iron wire. When they put it on this sow, they need a bucket-like knight armor to bind such a mountain of meat.

What is even more heartbreaking is that the greedy gaze in the sow-like queen's eyes has locked Xiang Ying. All adult men know what such gaze means. This is that they have regarded themselves as prey!

Neither the hurricanes in the Atlantic Ocean nor the Pacific Ocean could make the captain of the Zhiyuan scared, but today Xiang Ying emitted a chill from his lower back, and he suddenly had a cold war, the kind of thing on his body!

All the hairs had stood up, and each root was established, Xiang Ying felt an extremely dangerous smell.

Isabella II finally walked to Xiang Ying. She smiled and looked at the strong and handsome young oriental man in front of her and stretched out her right hand.

"My Knight, now you can kiss my hand..."

What a thing? Your knight? You want to kiss your hand? Xiang Ying scolded the streets on the spot, "What are you? You dare to sign me a knight?"

‘Don’t say I look down on you, a bad title in Spain, even if I look down on you, don’t ask about my details? Even if I am a complete playboy, I still have the right to inherit the Far East!’

‘Give him a fucking knight, and he fucking kissing his hands…’

Xiang Ying put down his hand and dodged slightly back, "Dear Her Majesty, there is no such etiquette in our east... We pay attention to men and women's teachings and receiving and not kissing each other! Sorry!"

After saying that, he lowered his head a little, and then another standard military salute!

Susan's face changed at that time, she knew the queen's temper so well that she was moody. You dared to refuse the queen's hand that stretched out? Isn't this unhappy!

Just as he was about to speak, he didn't expect that the queen changed her temper today and said with a smile, "Then follow your oriental etiquette! May I ask the young knight, what's wrong with seeing me this time?"

Victor Hugo saw Xiang Ying's confusion and quickly put it in his ear and whispered, "Your Majesty calls you a knight, but you don't really want to enthrone you as a knight... This is a kind of European culture!"

"I can't explain clearly, even though women in Europe have princess plots, they all want to wait for the knight to save them... Child, I can only remind you so much, you must be careful!"

The old man is a sensual, the old man is a slick! This is true. Victor Hugo can become a world-class writer. It is not ordinary to observe life and observe people.

I could tell from the corner of my eyes that Xiang Ying was in danger today. What kind of woman was Isabella II? He was a well-known European *. If I hadn't been in his twilight years, I wouldn't dare to live in this villa if I was ten years younger.

Xiang Ying, you are considered a sheep entering the tiger's mouth!

Xiang Ying has not done her homework before and has heard of the Queen's romantic affairs, but Xiang Ying basically did not take it seriously because this custom in Europe and the culture of lovers is very rampant.

Even Queen Victoria in England has her own lover! Not to mention the Queen of Spain, this kind of thing is simply public in Europe.

You are doing your trash shoes, I am doing my diplomacy, I am here to talk about the war in the Philippines. What does it have to do with whether your queen is romantic or not?

Xiang Ying was really thinking too naive, so he didn't even guess why the master chose him!

At this time, Xiao Letian was flipping through the love letter written by Princess Sisi to him in the Palace of Versailles. In addition to the stingy love words, the princess's strict warning to Xiao Letian was.

"I know you are in diplomatic negotiations with Spain, and I also know that Isabella II is a negotiating opponent you can't avoid!"

"But I want to use my life to warn you not to see that woman! Absolutely not. If you dare to meet her alone, I will jump off the Swan Castle!"

"That's a crazy man, a crazy woman. She has a sick sex #into#addiction! It's already reached the late stage of incurable!"

"Dear, I don't care about how many women you find, but I must not let that madman insult you. If you are violated... then... then I will die!"

Princess Sissi doesn't care about Xiao Letian's romantic life, but she is really afraid that her lover will insult the sow, that's hell!

At the end of the letter, Princess Sissi also reminded Xiao Letian, "If you want the negotiations to go smoother, then please send the youngest and handsome man under your command... to sacrifice!"

Xiao Letian recalled the historical records, and then looked at the princess’ warning of her life and various secrets sent by the Intelligence Bureau!

The head of state couldn't help but sigh, "Xiang Ying... Master, I'm sorry for you... Just treat it as dedicating yourself to the nation!"

Poor Xiang Ying still doesn’t know that his master has sold him and pushed him into the fire pit!

In the Queen's villa, the atmosphere became extremely awkward. The Queen looked at Xiang Ying greedily, but Xiang Ying was confused by Mr. Hugo's words.

"Dear... Your Majesty... Have you not received our previous telegram? We are here to talk about the war in the Philippines, and have you forgotten?"

"Oh! Oh... Of course, that war in the Philippines...we can have supper first!"
Chapter completed!