After several days of delay, General Iros finally arrived in the city of Birti. He held the Emperor's Mandate in his hand and his eyes were upward, ready to trample everyone under his feet, whether he was Count Destini or Duke Borot. He also brought with him hundreds of Praetorian Guards, who were no worse than the elite led by the Crawford brothers, all of whom were straight and well-armoured.

Rumors have been spreading in the city of Birti lately, rumors that the old Duke Borot has in fact died in the imperial capital of Sisa, and that the reason why the young Royal Highness Albert has not returned is precisely to put the old duke's coffin back in Solo. The soldiers of the Duchy of Borot stationed outside the city had also heard the news, and unrest and commotion began to arise within the army.

As the de facto supreme commander-in-chief, Taren Crawford was immediately caught in a dilemma. He was willing to tell the truth to his soldiers, but he couldn't make up his mind to tell Mrs. Charlotte.

At the beginning, Tarun urged Albert to abandon the city of Solo and make a strategic shift to the city of Birty, but in the process, Mrs. Charlotte was firmly opposed. Although His Royal Highness takes into account the overall situation and knows the priorities between family and state affairs, in fact, it has caused a gap between their mother and son. Although the passage of time is a natural dissolving medicine, after all, the crux itself is not so easy to eliminate.

As an outsider, Tarun had to get involved in this family affair that was difficult for a clean official to break, which meant that he would inevitably be implicated in many unnecessary ways. Telling Mrs. Charlotte about Old Bau's death would raise a lot of questions. The old duke died at the hands of a mob, but the emperor actually captured only one leading magician, and the magician was not immediately executed, but was only imprisoned. Not to mention Mrs. Charlotte, even onlookers will feel chilled, puzzled and angry when they see it.

At present, behind the Mangdun Pass in the west, the Duchy of Kentan has gathered tens of thousands of elite troops, which may rush out of the pass at any time, threatening the safety of Birti City. After all, Mrs. Charlotte is a woman, and if she knows that her husband's death is unclear and insists on going to the imperial capital to find Deliot's theory, then it will be equivalent to being attacked by the enemy, and the development of the situation will suddenly become very uncontrollable.

Tarun was thoughtful, but it was a very important matter, and he was in a state of flux for a moment, unable to take a sense of proportion.

The arrival of General Iros was even more like a falling stone, he was very proud of himself, and he didn't care about others at all. Tarun could tolerate his arrogance, but he couldn't accept his nonsense and blind commands.

Iros saw the subtlety of this, and he said to Tarun with a chilling smile in private: "Your Excellency, the mother of the new duke, that is, the lady of the Duchy of Borot, should not know the real situation!

"General, I am also worried about this matter, if you have any high opinions, please do not hesitate to give advice, and listen to your ears when you make up your mind. Tarun was reluctant to show a particular embarrassment, so he deliberately took the opportunity to ask Iros' opinion.

"Your Excellency, in my opinion, paper can't contain the fire, rather than going to great lengths to avoid it, it is better to report it earlier, so as not to accumulate and fall deeper and deeper!"

Although these words of Iros were in line with Tarun's current intentions, the purpose behind them was very different. He wanted to make Lady Charlotte weeping and grieving over the death of the old duke, he was born with such a poisonous scorpion, and if he wanted to control the situation, he had to create internal contradictions in the Duchy of Borot. Lady Charlotte, Albert's mother, and Talen Crawford, the important retainer of Little A, both of whom are the unavoidable right-hand men of the new young duke, are now likely to become an indecidable multiple-choice question.

With Tarun's keen mind, of course, he could understand Iros's good intentions, and even before the bearded general could answer, Tarun had already guessed nine times out of ten. He no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, and even decided to have a long conversation with Mrs. Charlotte.

Ever since Claudia had caught a cold and fever, her maid Catherine had come to Mrs. Charlotte every day to report on the countess's condition and to talk about the things that were of mutual interest. Catherine and Cosette had formed a good sisterhood, and Mrs. Charlotte was pleased to see the two young girls dangling in front of her. She always thinks about her husband and son, and she always looks forward to touching those two dear and beloved people with her hands.

Although public opinion has been in an uproar, Mrs. Tai's side is still well hidden, or should it be said that all the women who can talk to Mrs. Charlotte are all kept in the valley by everyone.

Every time Tarun wanted to see his wife, he solemnly asked someone to report it as soon as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary embarrassment. Although the matter was urgent this time, he still did not forget the etiquette.

Mrs. Charlotte was in a good mood to-day, and she passed the time with her busy needlework as she listened to Catherine and Cosette talking and laughing with each other. After hearing the news that Tarun was coming, the lady said softly: "He is really true, and always treats himself as an outsider. After such hard work and busyness, when the father and son return, I must talk to them well, don't make my subordinates so behaving!"

Tarun stepped forward respectfully, first said the necessary polite words, and then slowly tentatively said, "Madam, His Highness Albert should be about to leave Solo City in the next few days. At present, the military situation is urgent, and the emperor has sent General Iros to check on it. The city of Birti is not as easy to defend as Mandunkou, and because of the previous earthquake, our situation is not optimistic. ”

"Your Excellency has worked hard day and night!" said Mrs. Charlotte unhurriedly, revealing an extraordinary temperament throughout her body, which made people see at a glance the nobility of her status.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid the Duke won't be coming......" Tarun took the tea handed by the servant, and only took a small sip before returning to the topic.

"Do you mean the Duke is willing to stay in Solo City?" Lady Charlotte's eyes lit up, and she was visibly excited, because that city was her true home after all!

"Yes, ma'am...... Lord Duke, he's probably going to have to stay there forever......" Tarun's words flickered, not knowing where to start to put it appropriately.

"What do you mean by that?" said Mrs. Charlotte, alarmed, and her tone of voice changed, a hint of inner restlessness.

"Ma'am, can we talk alone?" said Tarun, looking embarrassed.

"No! Catherine and Cosette are good girls, is there anything you can't tell in front of them?" Mrs. Charlotte became stubborn, a measure of self-preservation, and the more familiar people by her side, the more security and endurance.

"Madam, the old duke, he ......" Tarun really didn't know what to say, the military advisors of the Duchy of Borot could talk about the world's affairs, but they couldn't face family changes.

Mrs. Charlotte's face turned very pale, and her two hands, which were no longer young, trembled slightly. Catherine and Cosette hurried forward, one to the left and the other to hold the crumbling Duchess firmly.

The two young ladies were also very concerned about the safety of the Duke and his son, and they asked on behalf of Lady Charlotte, "Your Excellency, what has happened, and why does the old Duke have to stay in Solo City forever?"

"Is that what the Emperor meant?" said Mrs. Charlotte's pale complexion, combined with her bulging round eyes. She wanted to find a reasonable and acceptable explanation, and she didn't want to think about any possible bad news.

Tarun shook his head and said, "This is the will of the heavens, and even His Majesty the Emperor cannot take away this right. ”

"Is he dead?" the surviving asked abruptly and bluntly, her eyes not looking at Tarun or at anyone or anything in the room. She has transcended the earthly world, trying in vain to realize the merciful and cruel nature of the Divine.

Tarun didn't shake his head but didn't nod either, he stood there silently, waiting for Mrs. Tai to vent her emotions.

Cosette is a strong girl, but she is the kind of child who is strong at heart, and her tear ducts are still very developed, and she still can't stop shedding a lot of tears when she should be sad.

Catherine held Mrs. Charlotte's two trembling hands tightly, she had nothing to do with the old duke, but Albert was her sweetheart, the old duke was Albert's father, and Mrs. Charlotte was Albert's mother, and she should naturally help Xiao Ah to comfort the old lady who had lost her husband.

"You all go out, I want to be alone for a while. Mrs. Charlotte said lightly, with no tears in her eyes, and only a terrible pale on her face.

This is a moment that cannot be deconstructed with words, and Tarun and the others cannot refuse this request, nor dare to refuse this request.

The whole meaning of Mrs. Charlotte's life is in the father and son. Although she also has the vanity of a woman and the arrogance of a noble lady, who can be without fault if she is not a saint?

She has never done what a woman should do, when she was pregnant with Benedict's child, the other party insisted on the bottom line of the convent and did not give her any name. But she was not discouraged, and gave birth to the child wholeheartedly, without the slightest thought of complaining in her mind, only thinking about raising little Albert as an adult. Later, she was favored by God, and was favored by the old Duke Borot, and was accepted into the mansion to be a favorite concubine. The old duke was very fond of little Albert, and since this was the only male heir he could give his hands on, he did not hesitate to make this child the sole legal heir of the principality. It's a perfect fairy tale. Mrs. Charlotte often secretly thanked God for her pity and doting. She has lived peacefully for so many years, and she just wants to live peacefully with her father and son. Although the sinister and cunning emperor was haunted by her husband's side like a ghost, she had always been optimistic, because her past life experience had taught her that there was nothing that could not be overcome safely, and that there was no predicament that could not be faced calmly.

But she was wrong, and the bad news of the old duke's death was like a bolt from the blue, tearing this fairy tale to shreds in an instant. Even if she was a little late, she would come, and her sixth sense told her unmistakably that the culprit behind all this would eventually point to Emperor Delviot himself. She is a woman who does not envy others, but this incident has no choice but to make an exception. A happy family, a happy marriage, all good things are destroyed in an instant. When the old duke ordered the Northern Expedition, Mrs. Charlotte was still full of confidence, and although all kinds of rumors continued, she almost turned a deaf ear. She believed in herself, and she believed in God.

The old duke did not die in the north, but he unexpectedly died at the hands of the mob in the imperial capital. What an irony it was, in Mrs. Charlotte's mind, that she imagined the Emperor and his capital as hell. She cursed the sinister, cunning Deliot who was not good to die, and she cursed the sewer mob that buzzed like ants.

The only good thing is that Lady Charlotte did not envy Tarren Crawford, who was trying to block the news, as Raeder of Kentan or General Iros, sent by the Emperor, imagined.

She was a great mother, a great wife, and a great woman. Her subsequent actions quickly silenced those who were prejudiced against women.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.