"Hey...... Only for a short time. There's really no time. ”

Princess Sophie's tolerance made Aiglon feel more and more moved.

Although His Highness not only helped him so much, but also compromised with him again and again, and tolerated his wayward requests, this kind of true affection is so precious.

He kept his promise and after a short hug, he let go of his embrace.

"Well, Sentilella can turn back into a princess." Then, he shrugged his shoulders regretfully, "I look forward to the next wave of her wand and bring me another dream." ”

"It won't be long, Your Highness." Perhaps to comfort the young man, Her Royal Highness replied in a very gentle tone, "Isn't the value of the fairy's existence to fulfill people's wishes?" ”

She had an elegant smile on her face, and the anger she had just felt had vanished, or rather—she must not have been angry at all.

The two men walked out of the box, and under the guidance of the guards, they mixed in the crowd and walked out of the theater, and then walked to the street in the distance, stepped into the carriage again, and opened the way back to the palace.

The moonlight shines through the windows of the carriage, casting the shadows of the buildings on the road to the inner wall of the carriage, and Aiglon sitting in the carriage remembers the street outside with the help of the cold light.

"I'm sleepy, wake me up when you get there." At this moment, Princess Sophie yawned, and then ordered Agron, "Sit down and don't move." ”

Then she hung her neck, leaned on the young man's shoulder, and soon fell asleep.

As she moved, her hair poured down, swaying gently across the boy's chest, touching the boy's heartstrings.

Aiglon sat motionless at her command, remembering the last time he had asked her to do so.

And this time, without waiting for him to say more, Her Royal Highness did it again very naturally.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at her serene sleeping face.

Maybe everything is not so difficult. He thought to himself.

The carriage galloped towards the palace in the far suburbs, bringing the young man back to reality from his dream.

After returning to Schönbrunn Palace, with a slight disappointment, he said goodbye to Princess Sophie, returned to his dwelling, washed hastily, and then fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up in the morning, his guardian, Count Dietrich Stein, was already looking for him.

"Good morning, sir." Ignoring the tiredness of waking up in the morning, Agron immediately met with the other party.

"Good morning, Your Highness." The Count saluted scrutinically, and then got straight to the point, "I have a message for you. ”

Looking at the count's serious expression, Aglon couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

However, he maintained his composure, then nodded.

"Please."

"Your performance at the birthday banquet of Archduke Karl has aroused the curiosity and suspicion of many people, and I have been inquired about by people for the past two days, both Austrians and foreigners." The Count replied in a whisper. "Of course, the most nervous are the French, and the people at the embassy are desperately trying to figure out how the palace plans to arrange for you."

"There's no reason for the Bourbons to be afraid of me, right?" Aglon replied coldly, "After all, I don't have a single soldier in my hands. ”

"When your father landed in France from Elba, he didn't have a single soldier in his hands." The count calmly noted that "the re-shining of this surname on the European stage alone is enough for them to have nightmares." ”

"Then I should thank them for looking up to me." Agron sneered.

"If France had prospered now, they wouldn't have had to worry so much, but now the king is unpopular, and the French have complained about their king. That's why they're getting more and more nervous. The Count explained in a whisper, "Only the powerless are afraid." ”

"So, what should I do?" Aglon asked rhetorically.

"You don't have to do superfluous things, the reaction of foreigners will be handled by His Excellency the Prime Minister, you just need to act according to the previous instructions." The Count shook his head, "However, in my opinion, no matter what happens next, you'd better not be too high-profile, lest it irritate their fragile nerves and affect your personal future." ”

Aiglon blinked, looking at the Count suspiciously.

It stands to reason that although he has a sensitive and special identity, he cannot have such great energy, so why does the earl still have to tell himself so solemnly?

"I will, sir." He nodded with confusion, "Don't worry, it's not difficult for me to keep a low profile, I've been doing this for more than ten years." But I want you to explain to me, what exactly are you nervous about? ”

"In your present situation, it is better not to get involved in the internal affairs of the French, let alone to be taken advantage of by them." The Count's voice lowered, "The less you pay attention to them, the better, you are Austrian now, and your future is in Austria, whether it is Bourbon or Orleans, it is just a distant guy to you, and it is not worth the risk." ”

"I, involved in the internal affairs of France?" Aglon was stunned. "How can I do this-"

He remembered it when he first said this.

Not long ago, Metternich's deputy, Genz, had come to the court with a man who claimed to be Monsieur Gordon, the counsellor of the Duke of Orleans.

The two men talked for a short time, and Gordon proposed that if the Orleans family seized the throne one day in the future, he would give himself a large sum of money in exchange for acknowledging the rule of the Orleans family and voluntarily giving up the throne, but Aglon categorically refused this request, and finally the two broke up.

He thought it was just an accidental accident in his life, but he didn't expect the aftermath to be rippling until now.

"Is it Gordon's business?" Aiglon finally reacted, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The Count hesitated, then glanced at Aglon strangely.

"Can you tell me, then, what exactly you talked about with Gordon?"

Now it was Aglon's turn to hesitate.

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell him that Gordon had already broken down with him anyway, and there was no reason to keep it secret.

So, in 1510, he told the earl of his negotiations with Mr. Gordon at that time.

The Count had been listening quietly, and his expression suddenly became a little strange. "Your Highness, is that all? There are no secret agreements? ”

"Secret protocol? How could it be ......?" Agron laughed dumbly, and then suddenly understood.

"So, the outside world thinks that I am joining forces with the Orleans family to engage in a conspiracy?"

He finally understood why the French embassy was so nervous.

They spy on Gordon's whereabouts, and then think they have reached some secret agreement with Gordon to discuss a huge plot against the Bourbons (which might be true if the two men had negotiated).

In addition, the Austrian court suddenly intended to marry Princess Teresa, which obviously looked like it was going to be put in the forefront, which further exacerbated the doubts of the French government.

People at the pinnacle of power will be somewhat suspicious, and the current political situation in France is unstable, so no matter how ridiculous the rumors, the French king will probably believe a little.

So, what should be done?

It is useless to refute rumors, and of course the Orleans family will not say anything to justify their innocence in this kind of matter.

And even the earl, who has been by his side for so many years, is a little suspicious, which shows that others will not believe in his innocence.

So let's just not explain it.

"Sir, believe it or not, all my contact with the Orleans family is only once, and that is the end of it." "I don't expect them to believe me, and I don't bother to explain anything to the Bourbons," said Elon calmly and coldly. Moreover, I had no prior knowledge of the visit of Mr. Gordon at that time, and I was as amazed as you did, so I could not speak of any secret agreement with him—which His Excellency must have known better than I did. ”

"But His Excellency Metternich gave no explanation to the French Government, but fooled them with complete non-comment. Therefore, Your Excellency is playing a conspiracy and using you as a cover. "The Count finally understood." Perhaps the Orleans family is also deliberately spreading the word that you support them...... That's why France knows so quickly. ”

Although there was no basis for what the Count said, Aglon easily believed his reasoning - for his reasoning was very much in line with reality and common sense.

"Yes, it must be so, they use me as a sign, but I can't tell the outside world my true will." Aiglon frowned, trying to hide his irritation.

"Your Highness, relax. Now that it's happened, there's no point in dwelling on it, and no amount of anger you can get at it will solve the problem. The Earl whispered to comfort Agron, "Anyway, no matter what conspiracy they are playing, it is only their business after all, as long as you don't get involved, then in the end everything will have nothing to do with you, and you can live your own happy life." ”

Oh, the reason why I have planned so many things, and why I am ready to pay so much, is to not let "everything has nothing to do with me"! The young man said in his heart.

"On the bright side, if they are able to play a conspiracy, it means that the French still take me seriously, at least a large group of French people still take me seriously." Aiglon looked at the Count with a blank face, "So I still have value in using it, so that no one cares, do I?" ”

"If you think so, you can do that." The Count smiled bitterly, "Anyway, Your Highness, according to the information I have received, the Imperial Government of Paris has ordered the French ambassador to find out exactly what Austria is intending to do, and if you will, I think I can convey your true intentions to them—to save you some trouble." ”

Aigron was amazed, and he looked up at the Count in amazement.

"Why would you want to do that? Surely this is not Metternich's intention, right? ”

"I am not a pawn of Metternich, but your guardian." The Count shook his head. "I can act in the latter capacity, without going against the interests of Austria, at least that's what I think."