The Sin of Ludwigs

"I'm so glad that your opinion agrees with mine. I can't wait to see what kind of beauty my brother will receive. Please show me the beauty and upbringing of that young lady right now."

I also want to make a dying struggle: "My lord, the most perfect state of a gift given out should be that no one knows what treasure is in the box, so that the recipient will be more surprised because of the unexpected. Edmund will be happy to spare you the trouble of being hesitant about presents."

——There are so many people in the room, servants, servants, servants, servants, servants, housekeepers, slaves, everyone knows that you want to play tricks on Earl Elvis, spreading rumors is not good for anyone, please change someone and I will train you. !

Before the count could speak, a male attendant wearing a white gold-rimmed French shirt and breeches stood up first. He seemed to be one of the count's close servants. He announced to me condescendingly in an exaggerated and flattering tone: "My lord Orders are rules, even the thunder and lightning in the sky and the water in the river must be obeyed, all you have to do is obey, not disobedience!"

This sycophancy is so clichéd, I bet this guy, even if he's wearing the costume of a first-class valet, must be the lowest part of the valet, so he can't wait to get the attention of others!

The count sneered and waved his hand lazily. Two big-armed maids came up, grabbed me and pushed me to a nearby apartment.

I wanted to say something more, but the two maids didn't give me a chance at all. They should be rough maids doing rough work. They were so strong that I couldn't break free at all, and they pushed me into a small room further inside the suite. Then I closed the door and went out, leaving me alone in the small dressing room, pissed off.

This should be a small private dressing room for temporary touch-ups or when receiving more intimate guests. An ivory-colored box, and a one-person-high carved mirror with a silver-white frame placed in the corner. Other than that, there are only a few round stools.

"There is a hidden ditch under the window. I suggest you don't plan to jump from there."

When I opened the curtains and looked at the surrounding environment, a soft female voice came from behind me.

I turned around and saw that it was Beatrix. She was accompanied by several maids. They seemed to be the maids who usually served her dressing and dressing. They were holding various things in their hands—including women. She wore petticoats, a whalebone corset, and an off-white lace skirt.

God, I've seen those things, I know how to untie them and have practiced them many times, but I never thought that as a man, I would be forced to wear them one day!

"It's more hopeful to hijack you and force the earl to let me go than to jump down and have a headache how to get out of the manor." Although being courteous and considerate to beautiful women is my life principle, facing the earl's favorite concubine, I Still couldn't help stabbing her, "I thought it would be those rude, low-class maids who didn't know what etiquette is, but I didn't expect it to be you. It seems that the Earl may not have considered his pearl being robbed at all. possibility."

Beatrix didn't get angry at all when I hinted at it.

"I believe that with your upbringing, you can't do anything rough with a lady. As for the Earl—you are wrong. I originally proposed this idea, and naturally I have to implement it."

"……what did you say?"

I thought I had heard wrong.

This ridiculous and absurd idea, which has no practical significance other than making fun of me, was actually proposed by Beatrix?I don't think I've done anything to offend this favorite—could it be because of Anne?But anyone can see that it is difficult for a real noble lady such as the three ladies of the Lester family to challenge her status. It is impossible for a mere Anne to be compared with her!

"With all due respect, this is an extremely absurd idea, full of unrealistic whims and impossible fantasies."

"I don't think so. You can completely regard this as a drag ball, but it takes a little longer to dress up. As far as I know, French nobles often hold this kind of drag ball. They I have never had any scruples at the ball." Beatrix said, pointing to the petticoat and outer skirt held by the maid, "Considering that Earl Elvis prefers British style but homely dress, and In your actual situation, I have chosen a set of home clothes that do not require panniers for you, please put them on and let me have a look-I believe you will do this, and you must not want to bet with the Earl It's a failure from the start."

I gritted my teeth hard.

Beatrix’s words reminded me—not counting the dire consequences of disobedience to Earl Ian’s whims, but from another perspective, this might as well be a direct way to ensure the safety of my life. The way to meet Earl Elvis - if Earl Ian really wants to use me to tease Earl Elvis, he will definitely take me back to Frigou Manor without marking me as a terrible slave , and should not inflict physical torture on me anymore; and the price I have to pay is to temporarily put down the dignity of a man, just like Beatrix said, I can completely treat this as a battle to get back A drag show on the way to Europa.

Even so, the fact remains extremely frustrating.

"I follow your advice, so, do you want to watch me change my clothes?"

I originally thought that Beatrix would back away after hearing this, but to my surprise, she nodded with a look of reason, and then sat down on the round stool? !

Just when I was stunned, the young maids behind Beatrix rushed over chirping and surrounded me as if they had received some orders, and then began to unbutton my shirt and breeches.

Surrounded by warm, fragrant and nephrite jade, this should be the dream scene of any playboy, but when they think of their purpose, this fragrant beauty instantly becomes an unspeakable horror.

Regardless of my instinctive resistance, these maids stripped me naked in a hurry. They first put a petticoat on me, and then brought a whalebone corset to put on me.

I had to protest loudly to Beatrix: "I don't think I need this!"

If I wear a woman's skirt, I can barely deceive myself that I am playing dress-up at a ball, but something purely for women like a corset is really unacceptable!

Probably seeing my extreme reluctance, a maid with reddish-brown hair said to Beatrix in French: "I think his waist is thin enough, maybe this time it's okay to not need a waistband. "

Beatrix nodded: "Then don't try it yet."

I never knew that it was so troublesome for women to put on clothes. After the innermost cotton petticoat, there were two layers of silk petticoats of different colors, and then there was the off-white wide skirt with an extremely tight bodice and an extremely loose skirt. When the maids tightened the belts around their waists to outline their figures, I felt like I was about to lose my breath and pass out.

This is not over yet, and then I have to arrange the lace on the outer skirt and the bow at the waist, tie the outermost skirt with ribbons to reveal the color of the inner lining, and matching gloves, hats, suspenders... I Like a rag doll, it moved its limbs stiffly as these maids fiddled with it.

After dressing up for a while, the maids gathered around Beatrix, looking at each other.

"It's really hard to tell if you don't say it..."

"The hair is shorter, if it is longer, the curly hair will not be visible at all..."

"How annoying, a man's waist is thinner than mine..."

"It's just a little taller, and she has no breasts..."

Beatrix looked at me and shook her head, seemingly dissatisfied: "Go and get my light brown Indian wool shawl, and replace the hat with the feather trim, and the white silk gloves. Yes, there must be a neck strap..."

The maids were assigned by her one by one, and after the last maid went out to get the hair accessories, Beatrix came to my side and stretched out her hands to straighten the lace on my front collar.

"If the Earl really killed a nobleman, then Earl Elvis will execute everyone in the manor to prevent the news from leaking out, so no matter what you encounter, please be patient until you see Elvis Until Lord Weiss."

This is a possibility that I hadn't thought of, I looked at her: "So this is the real reason you proposed to the Earl?"

Using such a wonderful way to ensure that I can walk out of the hands of Earl Ian alive to meet Earl Elvis, is really inspiring, human, grateful, grateful, good, good, meaning, ah!

Beatrix glanced at me, but didn't answer. At this moment, a maid came back with an off-white ribbon. She took it and tied the ribbon around my neck to cover my Adam's apple. Pushing me to turn around to face the mirror.

I gasped.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, which is taller than me, it is the reflection of my mother, Viscountess Sabina Cormont Edmond.

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Edmund: "Do you want to watch me change?" (provocation)

Beatrix: "Of course."

Edmund: ? ? ? ? ? ?

Anyone can bully this poor kid now (laughs)

Thank you for the fish food sent by the cutie fairy shadow~~~

In other words, ddl is really the first productive force, the first productive force (crying from people who have accumulated 3 ddls but are unwilling to do it)