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Chapter 85: Trampled Sovereignty

Peggy sat in the carriage, swaying from time to time.

To be honest, the carriage is much slower than the jeep. But it seems to be a little more comfortable!

Brauchitsch sat next to Peggy, with an expression on his face almost like a sculpture.

Peggy will never forget the look on Li Lin's face when he handed her over to his father.

That is the anger after being deceived!

Peggy was a little sad because Li Lin seemed to hate her.

The carriage swayed and brought Peggy and Brauchitsch home!

"Keep an eye on her, and you will go to the manor in the countryside tomorrow." When he got home, Brauchitsch just said this, left Peggy and went straight to the office.

"What are you doing!"

"I was worried to death if I ran out in the middle of the night."

"Weren't you kidnapped?"

"Did those kidnappers...!"

Just as Brauchitsch left, my mother and Angelina started chirping like two sparrows.

Peggy did not answer their questions, but went straight back to her bedroom upstairs.

Soon, the wet nurse with a swollen head like a pig's head walked in.

"Miss, don't run away again. The master said, if you run away again, you will bury me alive."

The wet nurse was severely beaten, and now she decided to stay in Peggy's bedroom until she was beaten to death.

It was obvious that Brauchitsch was very angry.

If Peggy was lost again, she would really be buried alive.

"Don't worry, I won't leave. No one will want me wherever I go!" Peggy could never forget the scene when Li Lin took her out of the house.

Based on Peggy's understanding of Li Lin, Li Lin was really angry this time.

Even though Li Lin is usually jovial, he is a stubborn master at heart. This time he was made angry. From now on...

What's next? I'm going to the country manor tomorrow.

Maybe we will never see each other again in this life.

Peggy walked to the window and looked at Moscow under the winter sun.

The wet nurse hurried over and stood behind Peggy lifelessly.

For the sake of my own life, I still have faith in this little aunt.

The phone in Brauchitsch's office rang. Brauchitsch picked up the phone: "Hello...!"

"Master Brauchitsch, this is the Kremlin, and Her Majesty the Queen wants to summon you." A voice came from the phone.

"Her Majesty the Queen has returned to the Kremlin?"

Brauchitsch was very surprised that he was summoned again not long after they separated. Could it be that there was something urgent?

"Well! I just came back today. Duke Peter is also here, waiting for you to come to the meeting. Please hurry up."

"Oh! I'll be there soon." Hearing that Duke Peter was also there, Brauchitsch quickly agreed.

It was probably about the mission to Prussia!

Another tough battle!

Brauchitsch knew very well what kind of person Bismarck was.

He was an old fox through and through, and his whole body revealed shrewdness.

It's easier said than done to get a bargain from him!

But under Yekaterina's order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet the old fox.

Soon, Brauchitsch got on the carriage again and headed to the Kremlin.

On the way, Brauchitsch saw many Ming army soldiers.

These people are searching places that appear to be underground opium dens!

A Russian man was escorted out by Ming soldiers. The soldiers ordered the guy to kneel down.

The Russians who didn't understand were beaten down with big sticks.

A very young Ming army soldier, probably no more than eighteen years old.

He pulled the bolt of the gun and shot the Russian who kept begging for mercy.

The bullet entered the back of the head and exited the face.

His body fell to the ground with a "thud", and his legs and hands kept twitching.

Blood was flowing along the road. The Russians around him were clasping their hands and looking at it with numb expressions on their faces.

Brauchitsch leaned on his chair helplessly!

This is still Russian territory, and people from the Ming Dynasty are killing people wantonly.

There was no judicial trial, no restriction from anyone, just an officer of the Ming Army. If he was found guilty, he would be shot in the street.

This is a blasphemy against the dignity of the Russian nation and a gross trampling on the power of the Russian state.

No wonder it is said that Her Majesty the Queen wants to drive the Ming army out.

Look at the Russians who were watching. They all had numb expressions on their faces, as if the person who was shot was not a Russian.

Brauchitsch even saw excited expressions on several people's faces.

If this continues, Russia's sovereignty will be deprived of itself.

Moscow will become the world of Ming Dynasty!

Brauchitsch was very sad. He was not sad about the deaths of those people, but sad that Russia's judicial sovereignty had been trampled under the feet of the Ming Dynasty and turned into mud.

The carriage pulled the sad Brauchitsch towards the Kremlin. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Kremlin, he saw a man wearing the uniform of the Praetorian Guard waiting for him.

"Is this Mr. Brauchitsch?" The man came over and saluted Brauchitsch.

"Yes! I am." Brauchitsch looked at the officer. He looked familiar but didn't recognize him, and he wasn't sure where he had seen him before.

"Lord Brauchitsch, Her Majesty the Queen has arranged for you to meet at another place. Please come with me!"

The officer said, waving to the side, and a carriage came speeding up and stopped behind the officer.

The carriage looked very luxurious, with royal emblems inlaid on the doors.

"Another place?" Brauchitsch looked at the Kremlin in confusion, and then at the Guards officer.

"Yes! Please get in the car." The officer politely helped Brauchitsch open the door.

Brauchitsch could only get off his carriage!

"Wait for me here!" Brauchitsch ordered his coachman, and then got on the carriage with the royal logo.

The Guards officer closed the carriage door and stood opposite Brauchitsch.

The driver cracked his whip and the carriage left the Kremlin along the road.

"Where are we going?" Looking at the scenery outside the window, Brauchitsch recognized that this was the road out of the city.

Why go out of the city? Does it mean that the Kremlin is no longer safe?

"Go to a secret place. Her Majesty the Queen and Prince Peter are waiting for you." the Guards officer repeated mechanically.

Brauchitsch had no choice, these Guards officers were all like wood. It was very difficult to hear some news from their mouths.

The carriage ran wildly along the road and soon left the city of Moscow.

More and more withered yellow grass began to appear on the roadside, coupled with the bare branches, giving people an infinitely desolate feeling.

Brauchitsch became a little nervous. He didn't know where this carriage was going to take him.

After walking for about an hour, just when Brauchitsch was getting impatient, the carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated manor.

"We're here!" said the Guards officer, opened the door of the carriage and got out of the carriage.

Brauchitsch followed him out of the carriage in confusion!

A man in a sheepskin coat walked out of the dilapidated gatehouse of the manor and waved to Brauchitsch.

Brauchitsch's eyes were as big as eggs!
Chapter completed!
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