After Charles had shifted the blame for his decision to Louis Bonaparte, who was far away in France, perhaps knowing that the stakes were high, the Duke of Wellington stopped talking about the subject.

"Hmph, are you afraid to make a decision, or do you think it's beyond your imagination to grasp?" Dissatisfied with Charles' prevarication, the Duke glanced at Charles coldly, "If it were Talleyrand, he would be here and happily give me an answer that satisfies me." ”

"I'm not Talleyrand, sir." Charles didn't lose his cool because of his agitation, and he still didn't hesitate to say, "I'm undoubtedly interested in your words, but it shouldn't be me or you who made the decision...... It's the current head. I can assure you that I will vigorously convey to the President your sincerity, as well as that of Britain, and that I will do everything in my power to make this vision a reality, as long as the President is interested in this proposal. ”

"Aren't the mortals who have to wait for the decision to be made? Smart people themselves should know how to do it! Mortals can only see one step, and a wise man should do everything for himself......" replied the Duke mercilessly, "whether the surname Bourbon or the surname Bonaparte reigns, Talleyrand is always Talleyrand, isn't he?" ”

Knowing that the other party was secretly testing how loyal he was to Louis Bonaparte, Charles only kept a smile on the surface and still did not answer.

"Little one......" Seeing that Charles was not at all moved, regardless of intimidation or inducement, the Duke finally had to shake his head slightly, "Okay." Considering your age and status, it's really hard to tell you this kind of thing in the first place. Take my words to heart. Know that you can't miss an opportunity. Not every foreigner encounters such a good ......."

"I will take your kindness and that of the British to heart and will return the favor at every opportunity." Charles also did not hesitate to give a guarantee.

The duke no longer paid attention to him. Just gently picked up the little bell next to the rocking chair and shook it.

The crisp ringing didn't last long, and an old servant quickly pushed the door open and walked in, standing respectfully beside him.

"Take this gentleman to rest for a while, and then call him over for dinner." The Duke gave a cold order, then waved his hand lightly.

Seeing that the old man was a little tired now, and didn't seem to want to speak anymore, Charles would also agree, and bowed to him again obediently. Then he turned and left, bidding farewell to the giant for the time being.

"Oh, by the way, a relative of mine is here to visit me today, and he just came. Wait a minute, if she comes to you, I want you to be polite to her, okay? ”

Just as Charles was about to leave the room, the Duke's voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"Huh?" Confused by this, Charles slowly turned to look at the Duke again.

She? What do you mean? What kind of ladies are coming to visit me? Charles suddenly fell into confusion.

But the Duke did not go on. There was only that kind of smile on his face, which did not mean it.

It's like...... It's like you've done some kind of prank on me...... The thought crossed Charles' mind.

What is it exactly? In a short moment, he fell into deep thought, but there was no clue in his head, but the duke's words could not be answered.

Never mind. Let's wait and see what happens, anyway, the British don't know what to do with themselves now. In the end, Charles made up his mind.

"Yes, ma'am. We have always been polite. He left this assurance, and walked out of the room.

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Under the guidance of the servants. Charles was walking through the corridors of the castle again, though it was already afternoon. And the sun is shining today, but the interior of the castle doesn't add much because of it. Because the air was humid and had the chill of early spring, Charles only felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, only felt the cold drilling into his body, and his nose also felt very bad at the musty smell.

But...... Overall, it's very satisfying.

I met the man who finally defeated Napoleon, witnessed the end of an era - before his death, fortunately - and then confronted this man once, much to his (though with some reservations)...... It's worth the trip.

As soon as he thought of this, Charles suddenly felt that the discomfort in his whole body suddenly disappeared, and his whole body became energetic again.

"Hello, where is the gentleman who came with me?" Because he remembered the official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who had come with him, he couldn't help but ask.

"He's resting now, and he'll dine with you with the Duke later." The servant replied in a tone of deference and detachment.

"Oh...... Well," Charles nodded slightly, and then, as if casually, he asked again, "how many people will have dinner with the Duke today?" Is it just the two of us? ”

"No, there are others, sir." The servant replied in a low voice.

Charles's heart skipped a beat.

The front was just a side tap, and that was what he really wanted to ask.

"Who else?"

As they spoke, they walked down the hallway to a forking hallway.

"And ......"

"You're Monsieur de Treville?" Just as the old servant was about to explain further, a question suddenly sounded from the aisle on the other side. "Oh, it looks like it's supposed to be."

The sudden sound made Charles stop for a moment, and then slowly turned his gaze and followed the sound to look over.

At the end of his sight, he saw an old woman.

The woman was tall and dressed in a black dress, and her gray hair was tucked back at her head. Her facial features are quite upright, and there is no lack of firepower in her seriousness, and she can still see a little residual charm of her youth. She has a high nose and a high forehead, and although it is densely wrinkled, it can make people feel that strong will.

And for her age, her eyes were bright, and her grayish-brown pupils were staring at Charles, like a hunter who had suddenly struck out to catch her prey.

"You're Monsieur de Treville?" Seeing that Charles hadn't answered, she asked again, and then slowly walked over to Charles.

Charles only then recovered from his initial confusion, and then nodded slightly. "That's right, I'm De Treville, may I ask you ......?"

"I've been waiting for you at last, sir." When Charles confirmed herself, the old woman nodded slightly, "You're a little more handsome than I thought. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am." Charles thanked the other party with a smile, but he didn't let his guard down on her at all, "But, forgive me, it seems like we haven't seen each other before?" Please, are you ......"

"You're right...... We haven't seen it. The old woman had already walked up to Charles, and she paused softly to look at Charles.

"My name is Elizabeth Patterson Bonaparte, and you may call me Madame Bonaparte."

Although her voice was low, it sounded like a lightning strike to Charles.

What the!

Unexpectedly...... It's her?

I should have thought of it a long time ago, I should have thought of it a long time ago!

The Duke is really excessive...... Perform such a prank on me!

It turned out to be this Ms. Patterson!

"What's the matter, sir?" Because Charles was still flustered, the old woman had a slight smile on her face, "Did you think of something?" ”

In the midst of this slightly playful laughter, Charles finally reluctantly composures, and then bowed.

"Oh, Ms. Patterson, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Please call me Madame Bonaparte." Before Charles could speak, the old lady directly interrupted Charles's words, and cut it out categorically.

Judging by her unflinching expression and determined tone, it was clear that she was a strong-willed and assertive woman, and it seemed unlikely that she would be able to send her away with flowery and fancy words.

That's the problem...... Charles sighed inwardly.

"Ms. Patterson......" he repeated.

"Madame Bonaparte!" With a kind of arrogance and anger, the lady suddenly raised her voice, and then glared at Charles, her chest rising and falling slightly, and her originally thin body now seemed to be suddenly full of power. "Sir, don't you understand people?"

"Sorry, ma'am, please believe that I have no disrespect for you." Charles bowed slightly to her with complete apologies, "But, I think you should be able to understand why I can't comply with your wishes - you are not the legal wife of Prince Jérôme-Bonaparte, at least the Emperor has issued an edict declaring that you are not, so I cannot use a title to you that you are not entitled to, please understand." ”

"Please call me Madame Bonaparte!!"

Elizabeth and Jérôme. Bonaparte was married on December 24, 1803, in a ceremony by Archbishop John of Baltimore. Carol presided. However, upon his return, Jérôme's brother Napoleon ordered him to return to France and annulment the marriage, but Jérôme ignored his brother's order not to bring his wife home.

In the autumn of 1804, Jérôme and the pregnant Betsy attempted to attend his brother's coronation in France, but were delayed. And when they finally arrived, Napoleon forbade Elizabeth to ascend to the European continent.

Jérôme traveled to Italy to try to reason with his brother, and he wrote to his wife "Dear Elsa, I will do everything I can", but she never saw him again. (To be continued......)