"Eldest princess?" Upon hearing this word, Charles was stunned for a moment.

It took him a moment to figure out who she was referring to.

I am afraid that it refers to Louis XVI's eldest daughter who barely escaped from the Revolution, one of the last two surviving members of the Bourbon royal family.

Perhaps arguably one of Charlotte's most respected people?

After the July Revolution of 1830 overthrew the Restoration, she was banished from France and now lives in Austria.

However, in 20 years of seclusion, most people have forgotten about her, even Charles, who is probably the only one who will miss her.

However, this is not a no-go.

Charles gradually felt a little uneasy in his heart.

From the position of a favored servant of the Bonaparte family, he could not express any affection for the royal family of the previous dynasty, and his wife should be like this, otherwise he would inevitably risk being jealous of the lord.

"Ah, Charlotte, don't think about the eldest princess, my affection for the Austrians has not come from her in the slightest, and I haven't even thought about her existence." With a feeling of weariness, Charles replied casually, "None of the Austrians have mentioned her, even if it was just to test me." Why is that? Because she's outdated, like her entire family. All we can do is honor and forget about it, just as we can forget about that dynasty that has passed. ”

"The deceased dynasty made our ancestors dukes, and made our ancestors serve as high-ranking officials and eunuchs for generations......" Charlotte said angrily. Even if you don't mention anything in return, at least you should respect them a little, and don't think that everything is all right now that you have the power! In 1815 there was a Bourbon restoration. Won't it be in the future? In my opinion, you better be careful...... Don't have to run out of the country like your predecessors when the time comes! ”

"What, yours? Now it's us! Charles interrupted her with a slight disappointment, "Haven't you turned the corner yet?" Charlotte, we're already tied together! ”

"Hmph." Charlotte snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become a little stiff, Charles had to reluctantly squeeze out a smile and turned sideways to gently stroke Charlotte's cheek. "Alright, Charlotte. Let's stop arguing about this kind of thing, what's the point? Now, it's a bit ridiculous to mention any more bourbons—even if they don't know as much as I do. also understand that the Bourbon is finished, no one cares about them, no one cherishes them...... Yes, their political life is over. The entire dynasty was sealed under the dust. ”

Come to think of it. "So, you don't deserve to be sad about them anymore, just watch them die from afar—if you're willing to watch them with respect, then keep paying respect, but don't do anything for them, because they're not worth it." Am I less important to you than a person who is actually and dead? ”

"It's not a matter of whether it's important or not. I didn't want to force you to do anything," after being stroked on the cheek by her husband. Charlotte couldn't help but soften her attitude, "I'm just talking about my opinion of the Austrians, who knew to provoke you to talk so much!" ”

Seeing that a quarrel between husband and wife had finally been nip in the bud, Charles was relieved.

It seems unlikely that the idea of completely transforming Charlotte would make her completely abandon her almost obsessive affection for the old dynasty.

However, it's not necessary, right? Charles thought to himself.

"Charlotte, you have your opinion, it's your right, I have no right to interfere......" Charles deliberately made his tone softer, "but I ask you to speak freely only between the two of us, and not to overshadow your political views, because others will not take your views only as personal opinions, but as mine—which is very dangerous for me, because I cannot be loyal to Bonaparte at once, and all at once appear to be in cahoots with Bourbon, especially at times like these......"

"Okay, I know!" Charlotte frowned, pushing away Charles's hand and stroking her, "Don't keep talking about this kind of thing, I won't make trouble for you in front of that Corsican master, I won't tell anyone this kind of heartfelt words!" I really don't understand, why are you so loyal to that kind of guy? Does he deserve it? ”

"It's not a question of whether he deserves it or not......" Charles sighed.

In a sense, Charlotte was in love with herself, and was so reluctant to see herself succumb to Louis Bonaparte, the local man, according to her worldview, and I was afraid that in her heart, she would be like her ancestors, and that becoming a vassal of the King of Bourbon was the most worthy of her own path.

Although the worldview is wrong, there is nothing to question about this kind of love.

"Don't say that, Charlotte, I'm not telling you to be silent, I'm just telling you to be a little more cautious in what you say and do, as long as you don't really make a big mess, then it won't do any harm." Charles smiled and hugged Charlotte again, "Since we're married, then I'm obligated to take responsibility for what you caused trouble, aren't I?" ”

Seeing Charles say this, Charlotte finally relieved herself. "You're just talking like ......"

The newlyweds' brief disagreement was finally overcome, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

"What if...... What would you do if I really followed your words, 'I have to run away from the country like my predecessors'? Charlotte? A moment later, Charles asked Charlotte suddenly.

"What else can I do? I'll run out with you, and I'll go wherever you go. Without thinking, Charlotte replied, "You are my husband, can I not be with you?" ”

"I knew you would say that." Charles sighed with emotion.

When the atmosphere of the quarrel subsided, the lust of the newlyweds slowly surged back into Charles's heart.

He looked at Charlotte, who was half-clothed, and his eyes became more and more aggressive.

………… It's time to get things done......

As if sensing this terrible gaze, Charlotte shrank slightly.

"What do you want to do?"

Of course, she knew what Charles wanted to do, so her face slowly flushed, "Today...... I'm a little tired today, so let's take a break...... Don't think about that kind of thing all the time......"

Hmph, if I really say rest, I'm afraid you'll still be upset. Charles retorted inwardly.

However, out of a husband's consideration, he certainly wouldn't let his wife say what she wanted.

"Alright, let's stop arguing about this kind of thing, come on...... Do something interesting......" he called to Charlotte in a childlike tone, "Lolot, don't you really want to have some fun before going to bed?" ”

As he spoke, his hand ran down Charlotte's open nightgown, over the towering peaks, across the flat valley floor, and the skin within his reach was slightly hot, and it was obvious that Charlotte was also beginning to get emotional.

"Hmm...... Not...... Don't do this...... Let's rest......"

Although she said no, she didn't make any gestures of resistance, but looked at Charles more and more softly, and her blue eyes seemed to be dripping with water. This gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome made Charles even more impulsive.

"It's still early, it's a shame to rest so early." Charles looked at Charlotte with a mischievous smile, "We still have a lot more to do......

As she spoke, her hand reaching down as if she had been electrocuted, Charlotte finally let out a murmur. "Okay...... All right...... It's up to you, it's really ......."

"Grandpa is waiting for us, he and his great-grandson are already waiting for him to go crazy, shouldn't we work harder?" Charles said as he rolled over and pressed Charlotte and kissed her on the lips.

Charlotte had blushed and closed her eyes for Charles to come on a 'routine'. Obviously, she really wants to 'work harder' and contribute to the continuation of the Tréville family."

However, Charles, who should have been in full swing at this time, suddenly had something in his mind.

"Bourbon...... Metternich ...... The old aristocrats...... Austrian ......"

In such a state of excitement, the few words that have been in my heart today have lingered in my mind for a long time.

Wait a minute...... Wait a minute...... Something different occurred to him.

Maybe Charlotte's point is not unreasonable, and Bourbon can take advantage of it!

Because Charles had not moved for a long time, Charlotte looked up and looked at her husband with some confusion. "Charles?"

"Charlotte, I thought about it for a while, I can visit Austria once in the future, and then take you to meet Her Royal Highness the eldest princess." Charles replied, "Although the official cannot show weakness to the Bourbons, the president is willing to reconcile with the nobles, and a tolerant statement will also help him realize this idea." Besides...... We can also be praised at home for promoting reconciliation in France......"

Although the old aristocracy was already in a weak state in politics, they were rich and powerful, and if they could gain the favor of these people, it would indeed be conducive to cultivating their own power, which he had now given higher priority to cultivating his own power than assisting Bonaparte.

Charles fell back into his groaning.

"It's a good card to play with. Charlotte, isn't that good? I think who in our group is more able to win the approval of this group than we do? There will always be a time when they will ask for me, and I will have a time when I can use them, and you ...... You feel that there is no one more noble than you who can be admired by them. Well...... Charlotte, are you listening to me? ”

It was only then that he noticed that something seemed wrong with Charlotte's face.

Under his gaze, Charlotte's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Then, she shoved Charles away, and grabbed him hard by the ear.

"Uhh............h