"Oh my God, Ludwig, why are you here? I thought we had an appointment for tomorrow afternoon......"

Near Kurdhou Boulevard, when the door of Room 201, a rather luxurious apartment near the Chinese Legation, opened, Chloe, dressed in a loose dress and holding a black cat in her arms, appeared in front of Hersman with a look of surprise.

The large house with three living rooms was left to him by her father, and the late Colonel Baron Heinsberg was also an army elite who wandered back and forth between the Great General Staff and the front-line troops. Unlike Hersmann, he was very wealthy, so he bought a very beautiful house in Berlin. Now Chloe lives here alone, and Hersman was preparing to cook when she came.

"Wow, you've become a major! Oh my God, it's the Blue Max Medal! God, you got a blue Max...... You're only 25 years old, you're already a major, and you have a blue Max! ”

Chloe was stunned for a moment, then screamed in surprise. He found Hersmann dressed in a brand new uniform, with the rank of major, and a blue Max medal, the highest honor of the German army, on his collar!

This shows that Hersmann's achievements in Petrograd have been affirmed by the highest levels of the army! He will have a brilliant future in the army......

"Ludwig, you must have come to me to celebrate, right?" Chloe had been overwhelmed by the heroic man in front of her, and looked at each other with affection.

"Nope." Hersman smiled a little apologetically, and when he saw the disappointed expression on Chloe's face, he laughed, "Chloe, today Admiral Ludendorff gave me an invitation to Charlottenburg Palace, His Majesty the Emperor wants to invite me to dinner, and you can also bring a female companion, I want you to be my female companion......"

"Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor!" Chloe suddenly thought of something, and a seductive pink appeared on her cream-colored cheeks. "Ludwig, you're going to take me to Charlottenburg Palace? You...... Want me to be your girlfriend? ”

Hersmann says "female companion" rather than "temporary female companion", which clearly means a different meaning to the German, who is known for precision.

"Would you like to?" Hersman looked at Chloe expectantly.

"Yes, of course...... Absolutely! Chloe's cheeks were even redder, like a ripe apple, and her heart was pounding.

"It's wonderful." Hersman suddenly kissed her on the cheek, and her face was smooth and fragrant (presumably perfume), as if cream. After spending a few months with Chloe, Hersman felt that he could not live without this beautiful and thoughtful woman.

In fact, Chloe's performance was the result of a long aristocratic education, and in the circles of the German Empire's aristocracy where machismo prevailed at the beginning of the 20th century, feminism was basically non-existent, and women like Chloe were the most common.

Of course, Chloe's affection for Hersmann also had something to do with her education, and a woman like her admired Hersmann as a soldier who had made meritorious contributions to Germany, and a young major with a blue Max medal was definitely more attractive to her than a millionaire.

"Ludwig, sit down for a while, I'll change my clothes, and I'll be ...... later," Chloe blushed and ran into her bedroom. By the time she reappeared, she had changed into a tight-fitting blue satin gown, her long neck and half of her snow-white round shoulders exposed. She also had a mink coat that shimmered like satin on her arm.

"How?" Chloe asked, "Can I do this?" ”

"Of course, you look very beautiful."

Hersman looked at the woman in front of him, she was indeed a rare beauty. Whether it is face, figure or temperament, it is first-class...... It seems that God has begun to show some good luck after playing some tricks on himself. I wonder what dinner with the emperor tonight will bring to me?

Hersmann and Chloe hailed a horse-drawn carriage on Wilhelmsstreet and headed for Charlottenburg Palace. On the way, they saw another worrying scene - hundreds of elderly men in poor clothes were walking in line holding tattered anti-war placards, shouting in unison: "Peace, war is a conspiracy of Jewish capitalists!" A few listless Berlin policemen scattered around the procession to join them, monitoring the relatively calm demonstration.

"Why are you involved with the Jews again?" There's something strange about Hersman. He had the impression that the Jews had always been blamed for the collapse of the Second Reich. How did you become a supporter of war again?

"Some say it's the Jewish capitalists who don't want to stop the war because they haven't made enough profits." Chloe explained with a frown. She had heard a lot of recent things in Germany in the Foreign Office on Wilhelm Street today, including accusations against the Jews who were now against the armistice, and in a few years they would be the culprits of the armistice.

"You're Mr. Hersman? This is ......"

A tall court attendant in a fancy uniform greets visiting guests outside the gates of Charlottenburg Palace.

Chloe. Feng. Countess Heinsberg, my female companion. ”

"Welcome, please come with me."

In the chilly October breeze, Hersmann and Chloe enter the spacious foyer paved with dazzling marble through the stone-paved paths of Charlottenburg Palace. An elderly court attendant stood in the hall, claiming to be some kind of chamberlain. "Major Hersman, tonight's feast, Her Majesty the Queen and Victoria. Her Royal Highness Princess Louis will also be in attendance. The princess sits on the left and you sit next to her. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Chloe again, and the younger squire whispered something in his ear. Then he nodded at Chloe: "Countess, the Empress sits at the right of His Majesty the Emperor, and you sit beside her. ”

It seems that tonight's dinner was very "private", with only the emperor, empress, Victoria. Princess Louis, Chloe and herself attended. After listening to the man's attendance, Hersman thought to himself, maybe the emperor also had some questions that were inconvenient to ask publicly, right?

Hersman followed the old attendant into a splendid room with a curved ceiling full of frescoes, floors with beautiful wood grains, and gold-painted walls inlaid with Chinese blue and white porcelain. It was not a dining room, but a lounge in which there was no emperor, no queen, and no princess.

"Countess, please wait." The squire said, "Major, please follow me." ”

The Emperor wants to meet with Hersman alone! In a magnificent office hung with naval paintings, the German Emperor, who had only seen him in photographs and drawings in the past, sat behind his desk, frowning at a document.

"His Majesty the Emperor, Army Major Ludwig. Feng. Hersman reports to you! ”

Hersman snapped his stairs, and then gave a respectful military salute.

"Oh, here we go." The emperor raised his head, his face habitually tense, his complexion was good, and his complexion was radiant. His voice gives a sense of majesty and energy. "I've read all the telegrams you sent from Petrograd. Obviously, you're a hero, a great hero. If our empire had more people like you, victory wouldn't have come so hard. ”

The Emperor is still hoping for victory! At first glance, the situation on the Eastern Front seemed a little better than it had historically been, Hersman thought. Ludendorff's offensive may have been launched early, but victory was still out of reach.

"His Majesty the Emperor has won the award, and the improvement of the situation on the Eastern Front is due to the fighting of the soldiers on the front line." Hersman said something about the scene, and then the conversation changed. "But this change is not consolidated, and a third revolution in Petrograd could happen at any time!"

The German Emperor shook the document in his hand, which had just been sent by the Great General Staff, and which was the report written by Hersmann on his way back to Germany, who, though only a major, was considered by the Great General Staff to be an "expert on the Russian and Bolshevik question." Now that Germany wants to make peace with the Bolsheviks who ruled Russia, of course, it cannot but look at the report written by Hersmann.

"Three revolutions?" Wilhelm II shook his head, "If that's the case, what do we have to lose?" A Russia that is completely in chaos is no threat to us. Isn't it? ”

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