The precious blue-purple sable fur coat

  Rania opened the door and felt a familiar masculine scent in the house. She smiled brightly and called out, "Come on out, I knew you'd see me off tonight."

  "I've come all the way to give you a gift." The leader emerged from behind the coat rack, his hands behind his back, and suddenly appeared in front of her, startling Rania: "Quickly put it away, what's wrong with giving something else, actually giving a gun?"

  The leader said: "This is not an ordinary gun, it's the one from the beer hall uprising that year, very memorable, many people want me to return it but I'm reluctant to part with it."

  Rania took the gun and immediately removed the magazine, obviously a seasoned pro. She contemptuously spun the gun around her index finger, tauntingly saying: "I didn't think the Führer would also be bragging, bringing out a 1929-made Walther PPK to intimidate me. What year were you fooling around in beer halls? If I'm not mistaken, shouldn't it have been 1923?"

  The leader's little trick was easily seen through, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He smiled slyly and said: "You can't see it, haha. That gun is an artifact, it has been handed over to the Imperial Museum long ago. However, this handgun is not bad either, with my personal signature on it, it's also a valuable artifact. As for bragging, that's what you ordinary people call it. The leader bragging is not called bragging, it's called..."

  "Go ahead and imagine. I know you'd say that." Rania took over, casually tossing the "treasure" aside, making her bed while smiling flirtatiously, "Trouble you to imagine again, let me go home for a trip, last time was when I went to Brandenburg for training, it's been two months since I've gone back."

  The head of state replied absent-mindedly: "Uh-huh, let's talk about it later when I'm busy with this. At that time, I'll ask my mother-in-law to greet you."

  "Mother-in-law? Pffft——Hahahaha——” Rania had just taken a sip of water, slightly stunned, and spat it out, bending over to cough violently, and when she lifted her head again, her nose and tears were streaming down, her beautiful face twisted in laughter, he turned his head.

  Looking at Rania sleeping beside him, Li De felt extremely satisfied. "Men should make a name for themselves, women should be romantic." The charming and beautiful Rania was not only his sex partner, but also his bodyguard and his indispensable assistant, all of which were secrets.

  Heaven and earth are united, Li De has completely merged with Hitler. Goebbels' famous saying "A lie told a thousand times becomes the truth" is indeed cursed by people, but wrapped in scientific terminology, it's called self-suggestion. It was precisely this self-suggestion that made Li De forget his identity as a traverser and wholeheartedly become the Führer of the Third Reich, while as a traverser, his precognition and modern knowledge were not possessed by Hitler in that space-time.

  In order to protect himself and maintain his public image as Hitler, he had to uphold Germany's interests at all times, which was an iron rule for him. Of course, it was also acceptable to relax a bit in private, after all, leaders are human too, why pretend to be a god who doesn't eat or drink like ordinary people?

  Look around: US President Roosevelt was a wheelchair-bound chain smoker, British Churchill's cigar never left his mouth, even when he went to the toilet, he would still be holding a Havana cigar. It is said that once, his cigar fell into the toilet and he picked it up, only to find that he had also picked up his own feces; Soviet dictator Stalin was a heavy smoker, drinker, and womanizer, women who were favored by him could often get a villa in Moscow, which was a high-ranking treatment in the Soviet Union. His subordinates, including his fellow countryman and secret police chief Beria, would often have affairs with women every day, and young women would frequently go missing in Moscow for no reason, definitely related to him.

  Alright, let's not talk about others, the Imperial Propaganda Minister Goebbels is also a master of seduction, of course he wouldn't stoop to the level of shoving a beautiful woman into his car on the street, after all this is Germany with some democratic traditions. He relies on his official position and his exceptional skills. As the Führer of the German Empire, what's the big deal about having an affair? Besides, I can also be considered a quasi-god.

  Rania sat up in bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and startled Yuan Shou awake. He also sat up, with one arm around Rania and the other hand on her chest.

  Rania endured his caress and let out a soft sigh, the Paramount knew she was homesick again, but for now she had just been transferred to the Eastern Foreign Military Department of the Army General Staff, still as his representative, with a multitude of tasks just beginning, not to be distracted.

  "Rania, I'll assign an assistant to you. This way, your life can be taken care of and at the right time, you can bring your mother over. After all, she's alone in the inner palace too." The emperor made up his mind.

  Rania hesitated, in the Third Empire, generally only county-level cadres and above were equipped with full-time secretaries, division-level and department-level leaders could have life secretaries, and provincial and ministerial levels had full-time chefs or nannies. She was new to this place, and externally she was just an intelligence officer, being equipped with a secretary would lead to gossip.

  The leader said: "It's not about letting the organization equip you, but hiring an assistant for yourself. You find the person, I'll pay the money. Remember to find a reliable one."

  Rania tilted her head in thought for a moment, then smiled brightly and pinned him to the bed, mumbling with her mouth full: "You're really good."

  "...no...hmm...dear..." The lights went out, and the creaking of the Simmons bed accompanied the Fuhrer's heavy breathing and Renia's moans.

  After the clouds and rain passed, the lustful voices of the two people rang out:

  ……

  Rania has been away for several days, and today she called to say they are in the picturesque Crimean Peninsula. In Crimea, Rania is savoring caviar, while in Munich, Lide went to visit Aiwa.

  Everything was so familiar: the maid took the package from his hand and led him into the living room, where Eva was lounging on the sofa with one foot dangling down, her Scottish sheepdog licking her feet. This time she wasn't listening to records but reading a fashion magazine. The red-bellied gray sparrow in its cage chirped: "The leader has arrived, the leader has arrived."

  Eva threw away the magazine, suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and hugged Yuan Shou's neck. At the same time, she screamed loudly below, her foot stepping on the sheepdog.

  "The head of state asked with concern: 'I heard you had a cold, I rushed over in a hurry, are you feeling better?'"

  Eva suddenly pushed him away: "Don't come near, be careful I'll infect you with a cold."

  The leader wrapped his arms around her and put his lips on her red lips, she pretended to struggle for a few moments before falling onto the sofa with him.

  After a caress, Yuan Shou took out that package and asked Ai Wa to guess what gift was inside.

  "I can tell it's a leather jacket just by using my toes." Eva mischievously stretched out her foot, wiggling her toes in front of him. As soon as she thought about the dog licking them earlier, she pulled away in disgust.

  The head of state opened the package with a lukewarm interest, only to suddenly discover that on it was printed in bold letters: "Italian Purple Blue Mink Fur Coat." He couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

  Eva pouted and said, "What's the point of buying a sable coat?" She preferred mink. Hitler took on the role of a fur salesman: "You don't know this, do you? Sable comes in two varieties: sable and mink. Sable is extremely rare, it's the 'king of furs', a symbol of wealth and prosperity. It has excellent skin quality, is lightweight yet durable, with thick plush pile and shiny color. In the Third Reich, only you are worthy of something so valuable."

  Eva slyly raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Does the First Lady of the Third Reich also have such a leather jacket?"

  "I don't know, at least I've never seen her wear it." The leader spoke the truth, and Eva was delighted to hear that.

  The First Lady of the Third Reich refers to Frau Goebbels, the elegant Magda. Since Hitler had sworn never to marry, Eva's position was unofficial, so Magda, who had seven children (including those with her first husband Quandt), received this honor instead.

  After a moment of contemplation, Eva put on the purple sable coat with great joy, turned around elegantly in the room, and then stood in front of the mirror, admiring herself from left to right, looking absolutely stunning.

  Eva wore a cyan-blue sable coat, pulling the Führer into the small courtyard, where snowflakes danced in the night sky, covering the ground, and everywhere was white; the white earth, white houses, white trees, white streets... Eva, like a child, sometimes cheering, sometimes jumping up and down, opening her arms to catch the dancing snowflakes, shouting as she jumped: "Look, look Adolf, how beautiful and gentle these snowflakes are!"

  The Führer was infected, and like a child, he played with her, occasionally a curious guard would peer over this way, reminding him of his exalted position as the leader of the Third Reich.

  He exclaimed: "The wind blows and the fur is warmer, the snow falls and the fur melts by itself, the rain falls and the fur doesn't get wet, only the beautiful Aiwa wears it."

  The romantic and poetic atmosphere was broken by the maid, who slightly bent her knees and said, "The phone call has arrived."

  Eva was about to run into the living room when she ran a few steps and the maid said, "It's for the Führer, Fr?ulein Braun."

  "How many times have I told you, don't call me Miss Braun?" Eva snapped. The maid glanced at the Führer and smiled slightly.

  The head of state didn't need to guess who was on the phone. Ribbentrop spoke in a low voice on the other end, saying that the Japanese ambassador had waited for him for five hours and left with the words that he would come again tomorrow until he found the head of state.

  The leader chuckled and said in a low voice, tomorrow he would still be hiding here, if there was something to discuss with him alone, use seven rings of the telephone as a signal.

  "So you're hiding from debt, I thought you really saw me coming." Eva appeared behind him, startling him.

  "The head of state explained: 'What debt evasion, I am evading the Japanese ambassador, that annoying Daichi Hiro, intelligence shows that Japan is about to provoke a war, wants to drag us into war with the US, and we are currently having difficulties on the Eastern front...'"

  "That's still evading debt, evading the debt of 'Three Kingdoms Alliance'." Eva said with a smile, "The cyan blue fox fur coat you bought for me will serve as the rent for staying here these two days."

  "Your rent is much more expensive than a meal at Caesar's Hof."

  Li De knew that, in the time it took him to answer with a mouthful of words, Japan's largest combined fleet in history was heading towards the US Pacific Fleet base at Pearl Harbor. The Pacific would no longer be peaceful, and turbulent waves were about to overturn the ocean.