"I trust you." Aiglon closed his eyes with great emotion, "I'll wait for that day." ”

Looking at Agron's sincerity and joy, Sophie blinked her eyes and felt very relieved in her heart.

For a moment she didn't know what to say, just quietly looked at Agron.

"Aiglon, as long as there is hope, no matter how many difficulties you encounter, you can overcome the past, and your current situation is not particularly bad, so there is no reason to be discouraged." After a pause, she reached out and patted Aiglon on the cheek, "Okay, you go back and rest first, you're tired today." ”

Her intimate gestures made her feel so intimate that even Aglon couldn't help but be moved.

It's a pity that he is moved, and he is destined to be impossible to listen to the other party, because he has no way to wait.

This gorgeous cage must not be its own home.

After bidding farewell to Princess Sophie, Agron returned to his own residence in the palace the same way he came.

Even though he was a prisoner, he didn't owe much in his living conditions, and it was not much different from the rest of the royal family.

The room is covered with a thick carpet and the walls are covered with gilded sconces and purple and gold patterned wall coverings. On the inside there is a fireplace, on either side of which the walls are hung with large decorative paintings, and next to it are velvet upholstered benches, next to which are large porcelain vases from Saxony decorated with flowers.

In general, the whole room is furnished with the grace and luxury of the court, but it lacks real warmth.

This is where he will grow up in his new life, but no matter how comfortable it is, it is just a high-level prison for himself.

It was already early summer, and the room temperature was relatively high, so he opened the window, sat down on the bench, picked up a book and flipped through it.

However, not long after, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Your Highness, may I come in?" Outside the room came the voice of his guardian, Count von Dietrich Stein.

"Please come in." Aiglon casually placed the book on the cushion next to him.

The door soon opened, and the Count walked in with a gentle step, and sat down across from Aiglon.

"Your Highness, the Prince just found me." As soon as he sat down, he went straight to the point, "He was a little unhappy with your tough attitude towards him. ”

"It wasn't my intention." Aiglon was a little displeased, "I just rejected his arrangement, I think I have the right to do so." Do I have one? ”

"His Royal Highness's arrangement, it has been well thought out, and it may not be all that appealing, but it is certainly quite appropriate for your current situation—" The Count dodged Aigron's rhetorical question, as if trying to persuade Agron, "so I think you'd better reconsider." ”

"In other words, no matter what I say, in the end I have to obey everything he has planned for me, right?" Aiglon sneered, "In that case, why bother asking for my opinion?" If only you could escort me directly to any place His Royal Highness wants me to go. ”

His taunt made the count's expression quite complicated, helpless and gloomy.

After a moment of silence, the Count spoke again.

"Your Highness, I have been with you for seven years." The Count looked at the boy under his guardianship, and said solemnly, "A man's life is no more than seventy years, and I have devoted a tenth of my life to you, and I have been taking care of you with all my heart for seven years, and I beg you to believe that I am not doing it to make it a joke—although it is an obligation at first, I want you to enjoy a generally happy life more than anyone else." So, Your Royal Highness, I beg you to put aside your emotions and think carefully about what I am going to say. ”

After speaking his heart sincerely, he turned to the topic, "That's right, people of your age hate to be dominated and ordered by others, but from a practical point of view, it is objectively beneficial for you to let you enter the army, isn't it?" Your father may have died, but his fame still lives on, especially among the soldiers, even the British, so wouldn't it be the best way to meet people's expectations if you followed his path? If you show your talents and build your reputation in the military, your situation may be very different. ”

With that, the Count looked back at Aglon with sincerity in his eyes.

He was hinting that his students might be able to rely on their prestige in the military to break free from their chains in the future, and for the sake of his position, he could only hint at this step.

In all fairness, his words were also very plausible and very convincing, but the young man who knew the fate of the Roman king had no expectations at all.

In the original history, he entered the army according to the will of the Austrian royal family and underwent rigorous military training, but in the end he got nothing more than an honorary title, and he had no power to command any troops at all; What's more, Metternich resolutely refused to give him any chance to show his military capabilities-

In 1830, with the outbreak of the July Revolution in France, the revolutionary wave once again swept across Europe, Poland and Italy became the center of the storm, and the aspiring Roman king insisted on leading his troops to protect his mother's Parma, but Metternich flatly rejected his advice, leaving the Roman king grieved and angry, and died of depression two years later due to tuberculosis contracted in the military camp.

It is conceivable that if he joins the Austrian army with the idea of "following the glorious old path of his father", then all that awaits him is despair.

So he resolutely did not intend to take this path.

However, with his current situation, even if he wants to resist, he can't completely rely on a hard top, and he must pay attention to strategy.

It's a pity that he has a pitiful amount of chips in his hand now, and even if he wants to use strategy, it is not so easy.

"Sir, since you tell me about your feelings, then I admit that I do believe that you have feelings for me, so let's be honest with us. You answer me, do you really believe that His Excellency the Prime Minister would be happy to see me have prestige anywhere? Aglon sighed, "Frankly, I don't believe it at all. ”

The Earl was speechless, he wanted to say something of comfort, but under the young man's gaze, he could not say anything.

"His Royal Highness is in his fifties, and you are only in your teens." In the end, he could only whisper to continue the hint. "Time is on your side, as long as you continue to follow the rules, one day, the confinement of you will be relaxed."

"You speak as if he is the only one in Austria who wants to deal with me!" Egger shook his head solemnly, expressing his complete disbelief, "I have a title, but who really thinks I'm an Austrian?" That's right, I'm Duke Lechstedt, but that hellish place is in Bohemia! I may not be able to go once in my life...... Obviously, I am just a beggar with an empty title, living in this court, and there is no crown in Europe that has anything to do with me—this is not what His Royal Highness thinks alone, and everyone else thinks, does it? In that case, what's the point of trying to perform? ”

Under Aiglon's cross-examination, the count's face became even more embarrassed, and he knew in his heart that what the other party said was true.

"But if you keep resisting His Royal Highness's arrangement, I'm afraid he will be very angry." In the end, he could only powerlessly speak of the terrible consequences of continuing the confrontation.

So what will he do when he gets angry? Will you send me to some desert island too? On what charges? Don't honor the sin of Metternich? Undeterred, Aglon sneered and asked a series of rhetorical questions, "I don't remember anyone saying I was a criminal, did I?" ”

"Of course he wouldn't do that!" The Earl hurriedly waved his hand, "However, he will definitely punish you in various ways, and even we will definitely be punished." ”

"In other words, because I have a use value, even if I anger him, he won't do anything to me, but he will make you bear his anger, right?" Aiglon continued to sneer, "He used you to threaten me? ”

"Perhaps I overestimated the place of those of us in your heart, but you can be trusted, Your Highness, that there are many ways in which Metternich can make your situation much more difficult than it is now." The Earl replied, "As far as I'm concerned, following you won't give me much of a glorious resume, and even if you drive me away, I can enjoy the rest of my life, but what about you?" What should you do then? If I had me, at least I would have been able to take some of the pressure off my shoulders. ”

Aglon was speechless for a moment.

It's not that he is speechless, but the other party's words are sincere, and he really can't bear to say anything harsh to hurt the other party's heart.

Although he was sent by the Emperor, he had taken care of himself for so many years after all, so if he said that he had no feelings, it would definitely not be.

"Well, since you've said so, I'll think about it seriously, so if it doesn't work, I'll promise him." After thinking for a moment, Aglon finally nodded in agreement, "However, I will never let Metternich succeed so easily, I will insist no matter what, even if it is just to make him unhappy, I will have to help me a little more, I will not nod until the last minute to let him know that I am definitely not his submissive minion." ”

"Do you have to be willful once?" The Count looked at him in embarrassment.

Aiglon nodded again.

The Count blinked, the Prince's threat and years of affection with Aglon had made him extremely entangled in his heart, and he couldn't make a decision.

"Can you guarantee that you'll follow the arrangement in the end?" Finally, he asked carefully.

"I can't afford to lose your care, so I will, sir." Aiglon replied with a sincere look in his eyes.

Of course he didn't want to, but he didn't mind verbally reassuring the other party.

In the environment he is in now, "how to lie with the most sincere attitude" has always been a compulsory knowledge for court dignitaries, although he is young, but he is at least a little hot.

"Okay...... In that case, I will do my best to intercede for you......" The Count sighed and made up his last hand. "Maybe if you hold on a little longer, Your Royal Highness may finally change his mind."

Aiglon knew that this was the greatest kindness the Count could do, and that he was in a situation where he was not much more comfortable than himself.

"Thank you, sir. I'm not going to make it hard for you anymore. Again, he assured.

As the conversation ended, an attendant knocked on the door and walked in.

With a perfect smile, he saluted the little duke respectfully.

"Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor invites you to dinner."