It wasn't until late at night that the Trévilles left the manor at night.

Charlotte kept talking to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess until the end, and after leaving the manor, Charlotte still looked depressed, and the tears in the corners of her eyes could not disappear.

In the carriage, she just looked out the window at the night view of Hessewood, and she was very fascinated and didn't say a word. Everything is hidden in the darkness, and only the rhythmic sound of the horse's hooves clapping on the pavement can give a little proof of the world.

Seeing his wife's sad appearance, Charles couldn't help but feel a little surprised, he took his wife into his arms, and then gently stroked her back.

"Charlotte, don't be too sad, you're still pregnant with a baby."

"What you said to her was too much." Charlotte shook his hand away, clearly angry. "You know that she is already in her last years and will not live long, why do you have to fight the battle of words? Is winning or losing a debate so important to you? You take her ...... What kind of mad did you make her! ”

"Well, Charlotte, don't be angry...... I'll admit that something is wrong with me. Charles sighed, apparently knowing that he had gone too far, "Actually...... Actually, I didn't plan to argue with her at first, but I was suddenly a little excited. You know, I'm not mocking her with those words, and I don't mean to insult the royal family, I'm just ...... I just feel like I have something in my heart that has to be said. ”

"What a heartfelt word! Is ingratitude the words of the heart? Charlotte glanced at him, "The royal family has given us so many favors, but you say that the mob killed the king justifiably!" ”

"I didn't say that. I'm just saying if you are incompetent in governing and refuse to abandon power. Even if it is consumed by blood, you can only blame yourself. Charles replied in a low voice.

"Isn't that what it means?!" Charlotte's eyes widened, "The king's authority is given by God. He commanded that no one should rule over the nation, and no one and no reason could disobey God's laws! ”

Charles blinked. I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say it.

Charlotte is good at everything, but this concept is too strong, how many years of arguing, and he doesn't plan to waste time arguing about the question of "whether the monarchy is divinely ordained, and whether it needs to be responsible to others".

"Well, Charlotte, let's stop arguing, there's no point in that." Charles sighed again, then ignored Charlotte's struggles. Forcibly hugged Charlotte, "After the death of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, the royal family will be upheld by the Count of Chambord in the future, and you are married to me as a Bonaparte...... What are you going to do next? Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess's meaning is already very clear, right? She has taken her property from you, and has given you no new instructions, and she does not even intend to let you know the Count himself......"

Charlotte stiffened slightly, although Charles said it very tactfully, but Charles's meaning was already very clear.

Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is already taking care of her own affairs, and she has recovered her property from the Duke of Treville's family. And he no longer gave her any assignments, and purely regarded his visit as a private one, apparently having put Charlotte in a separate book.

It doesn't matter if Her Royal Highness the eldest princess's intentions are for Charlotte's good, or if you can't trust her. Or both, anyway, since she and this cousin of hers. She had been ostracized from the circle of royalists.

As for the diamond badge she gave Charlotte, it may be the final parting gift......

Come to think of it. Charlotte couldn't help but burst into tears again.

She had mixed feelings and mixed feelings. It's a bit painful. Also a little confused.

She has been loyal to the cause of protecting the king for so many years, and has done so many things wholeheartedly, so the feeling of being alienated by her own people is too uncomfortable; But on the other hand, she found that she could not place that infinite love and loyalty on the Count of Chambord.

The Earl of Chambord had met once or twice in the past, and although she had not had an in-depth understanding, she actually knew a little bit about this person with Charlotte's years of experience in the social arena.

This young man, who was about a few years old from her, gave him the impression of being ordinary, if not mediocre. He was not tall, and his expression was always calm, as if he was overwhelmed by the weight of his family. He is easy-going and polite, but because he pursues too solemnity and seriousness, he lacks enthusiasm, and he has no charm, and he does not see that kind of passion and ambition.

It's just like the famous kids she's used to seeing in the social arena. No, not even the witticisms and jokes that they are familiar with using.

He and the Charles...... It's not the same, it's not the same at all. Charlotte thought to herself.

He is not a god, and there is no breath of the sun in him.

Although, from an orthodox point of view, the Comte de Chambord was the undisputed heir to the Bourbon family, the rightful monarch of France, Charlotte found that he did not have that kind of respect for the king. The empty slogan of the Loyal Monarch did not provide her with much impulse to serve him, and compared to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, she found that she could not find much enthusiasm in her heart to obey that person's orders.

Is that quiet, ordinary, indifferent, impersonal man the man to whom I should be loyal in the future, the natural ruler of France?

When Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was alive, the reverence that was rooted in Charlotte's heart because of her made Charlotte not think deeply about this problem, but now, when it was discovered that this old man was about to die, this question really surfaced.

He...... Do you deserve this position? This strange thought suddenly jumped into my mind.

Is it my ideal for me, and my husband, to bow down to a man like the Count of Chambord, and for our children to do the same?

She subconsciously touched her abdomen again, and it was a slight beating within reach, how energetic and strong this little dot was.

He is the child of me and the Charles, and will surely inherit our merits and carry our cause forward, how can he be a vassal of the Earl of Chambord?

Charlotte did not understand until this moment that her loyalty to royalism turned out to be mixed with so many personal feelings, rather than being faithful to principles as she herself imagined.

She was not willing to be as loyal to Count Chambord as she was to Her Highness the eldest princess, even if she had been to those orthodox principles

Oh, my God...... Am I just an unprincipled person? Grandpa, what do you think of me?

Thoughts wandered again, empty and completely nowhere to go.

"Charlotte? Charlotte? Seeing that Charlotte still didn't think deeply, Charles couldn't help but regret a little, "Okay, okay, don't take my words seriously, I just said it casually, you can rest first." ”

"No, you're right......" Charlotte gently took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears, "they have rejected me, they feel that I am no longer a pure royalist." ”

"Don't be sad......"

"No, I'm not sad." Charlotte interrupted him suddenly, "This is a fair result, just now, I asked myself...... Then I realized that I really wasn't a Bourbon party now. ”

"Huh?" Charles was taken aback, and he looked up at Charlotte as if he didn't know her.

Seeing his wife's flushed face and shortness of breath, apparently excited to the extreme, Charles couldn't help but be a little worried. Is it too sad and confused?

“…… However, they misunderstood me, I didn't change my principles just because I married someone, my principles are not so cheap. Charlotte looked up, turned slowly, and looked at Charles, "My principles have not changed, but I have never noticed it, and the worship of her has made me not realize this...... That's right, I worship the bearing of the Wang family, not the blood of the Wang family, so you ...... You're right, a person who has the blood of a king is not supposed to be a king when he is not like a king. ”

“…… Charlotte ...... "Charles is still a little puzzled, I don't understand why Charlotte is so strange tonight.

Charlotte's eyes became more and more stern, her tone became more and more cold, and her hands were unconsciously clenched into fists.

"The Count of Chambord is not worthy of being our sovereign, he has seen him, he is not worthy. Since they don't deserve it, then I'm ...... I don't need to be loyal to them anymore! Yes, the day Her Royal Highness the eldest princess died, the day I lifted the oath of loyalty I made to myself, I understand...... I've got it all! ”

Could it be that the actions of the Wang family have made Charlotte wake up and no longer plan to mix with Bourbon?

Charles was overjoyed, then laughed, reached out and grabbed her waist again, and took her into his arms, Charlotte did not resist this time, and fell into her husband's arms.

"Great, Charlotte."

"Since they don't deserve it, let's be kings, shall we?" Just here, Charlotte said suddenly.

"What?" Charles was taken aback again, and looked down at his wife lying in his arms.

"The French always need a king, and God has given the king to the earth, and this is the principle of fate that cannot be changed. Now they can't do it, so let's come, after all, haven't we also had royal blood? Charlotte's eyes shone with a strange light, and her blond hair seemed to shine, "I'm going to make our child king, and only we are worthy of it." Yes, you and I, our children, we are the last royal family, because we are worthy of the crown! ”

"You...... Are you serious? Charles' eyes widened and he took a deep breath.

"There has never been a moment in my life when I have been more serious than I am now." Charlotte's eyes widened, "God must bless us. (To be continued.) )