[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 140 [English]

Chapter 136 Saint…?

After entering the palace for more than half a month, I have been detained by Elizabeth’s side. Not only am I isolated from Uther, I can’t even see Goya.With my current physique, after not having sex with a man for half a month, I feel like an ant on a hot pot, so greedy that I panic.In the past year, Godiva has renewed my medication several times, but this time it is almost no longer effective.During the days when my lust was at its strongest, when I passed by the guards on guard in the palace, I would have had no choice but to pounce on them and have sex with them on the spot.

Just like Godiva said, as my body gradually matures, the love medicine in my body becomes stronger and stronger. If I only suppress it without relief, it will only lead to madness.On the worst nights, when I was masturbating to the point of exhaustion but still not satisfied, I felt like I was going crazy.

I was severely tortured by my own physique, and on the other hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Elizabeth seemed to be playing tricks on me.During the conversation, she would occasionally show her intimacy with Uther. For example, she accidentally mentioned how considerate Uther was to her during breakfast, but she blushed and stopped talking mid-sentence.For another example, we asked a few of our female officers to help her make a close-fitting shirt. At first glance, it was a man’s size.Besides the king, who else can let the queen make underwear?

If she is really intentional, these methods can be considered shrewd.Keep me in front of you, and keep moisturizing things silently like this, slowly inciting my resentment towards Uther.Women are always greedy and suspicious. If things go on like this, I will inevitably become a resentful woman. Which man likes to resent his wife, let alone the monarch of a country?

It’s a pity that I am not the sixteen-year-old girl who has just begun to fall in love in her eyes.Since my last life, I have been dealing with many lovers and financial sponsors, and I have long dismissed these psychological warfare.If you are really plotting against me, you have to show some skills.

Similarly, during this time, I am also trying to collect information about her, test her, and find out about her to determine whether we can coexist peacefully in the future, or whether we will eventually fight to the death…

In many people’s minds, the name Elizabeth Bartoli is almost equivalent to a saint.As the most noble daughter of the Bartoli family, she was raised as a queen since she was a child. Not only is she outstanding in talent and appearance, but what is commendable is that she is also very kind and pious in character.It is said that during the three-year famine in the south, she worked hard to lobby and persuade the lords to reduce taxes, which angered several lords.In order to humiliate Elizabeth, they said that they would agree to her request if she was willing to take off her clothes and parade through the streets for three days.For the sake of the people, Elizabeth really went barefoot, wearing only linen mats and straw for shelter, walking through the market and going to the church to pray.In order to show their respect for her, the people would close their doors and windows or turn their faces away from prying eyes when she passed by every day.Three days later, the lords had to keep their promises.In the following years, things were going well in the south, and people believed that Elizabeth had moved the gods. Many people even kept her portrait in their homes for blessing.

Once a person determines his reputation, the related deeds will be infinitely exaggerated.The most obvious example is Lady Godiva, who was dubbed a “witch” because of her love of herbal medicine. Scandals and rumors have been endless.Therefore, I am skeptical about Elizabeth’s countless good deeds and miracles.After all, when I was still in the south, Uther was still regarded as a green-faced and fanged monster.

As the days passed, my period came and went, and I was about to reach the peak of my monthly lust, I was so irritated that I couldn’t help but bring out my emotions in my daily behavior, which fell into Elizabeth’s eyes.She may have thought that the alienation scheme during this period was successful, and wanted to add a handful of firewood to the mix, so she threw a big move – revealing the information that Uther wanted to sleep with her.

It has been almost three months since Elizabeth entered the palace.I can’t believe that Uther didn’t sleep with her.What I know about Uther is that his sexual desire is only as strong as his self-control.When he and I were together, we were never idle every day, seven times a night was common.Now that there is a new beauty in front of him, and he is his legitimate wife, it is strange that this pervert can bear it.

I understand the truth, but I always avoid this idea.I served Elizabeth in dressing every night. After she entered the prayer room and my duties as a lady-in-waiting ended, I hurriedly fled back to my dormitory, for fear of hearing the news that Uther would visit the queen’s suite.I was covering my ears like this, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to survive for long. Sure enough, now Elizabeth picked up the shining knife and was about to stab me.

She did not say it explicitly, but revealed from her happy and shy attitude and her instructions to us that the king would come tonight.The other female officers were laughing and talking quietly, and occasionally glanced at me.I try to maintain a natural attitude, but under the dual threat of lust and jealousy, I don’t know what the effect will be.

When I decided to be he’s mistress, didn’t I already know that this day would come?I don’t know anything about other men myself, and I still want to care whether he sleeps with his own wife or not?

In the evening, after serving Elizabeth to change her clothes, she, with just the right amount of shyness, motioned to the two married aristocratic female officers to stay.According to orthodox court etiquette, when the king and queen sleep together, the noble lady must make the bed for them first.The unmarried female officers didn’t need to worry about this, they all left with blushing faces, laughing and joking.I was so unhappy that I separated from them and went back to the bedroom on the second floor alone.

No matter, after all, this is the first time to face this fact.If I do it a few times, I’ll get used to it.

Female officials are not allowed to bring maids with them into the palace. They are all served by maids arranged by the palace.So Letty didn’t come with me, and I wasn’t used to being served personally, so I always sent the maids away.In the evening, I took a medicated bath as usual and used some ointment that was better than nothing. Then I got into bed and just wanted to go to bed quickly, not thinking about Uther and Elizabeth’s quarrel downstairs.

Things in the world are always unsatisfactory.The more I want to sleep, the more I can’t sleep, the less I want to think about it, the less I can ignore it.Thinking that Uther might have arrived in Elizabeth’s bedroom, hugging her, kissing her, and doing the same things to her that I did to her, my heart burned with jealousy, but my body became inexplicably excited, and the emptiness in my lower abdomen was unbearable, making me tighten my legs unconsciously.I was tortured by the separation between spirit and body. I struggled hard and twisted on the bed. My closed eyes were filled with tears.

Is this damn love potion really going to drive me crazy?

I sat up from the bed with a sigh, my eyes were red, and I sat in a daze for a while. I couldn’t bear the anger in my heart, so I went to the balcony door barefoot and opened the door.

The cold air of late winter rushes towards my face, as if it wants to extinguish my impulse.I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down.At this moment, a whistle came from the balcony.I glanced down and saw a scene that I will never forget – Goya was standing in front of the flower bed under my balcony, waving to me, smiling casually, showing his white teeth.