Chapter 923: Achilles of the East

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In 9066, Prussia and Austria fought for the leadership of Germany in the Austro-Prussian War (Seven Weeks War), and despite the fact that Ludwig II's mother was a Prussian princess, Ludwig II remained firmly on the side of Austria, which had his cousin Sissi. The Austrian coalition was defeated, and Ludwig II had to pay Prussia a considerable war reparation. In 9067, the handsome and tall Ludwig II was betrothed to Sissi's sister Sophie, but the wedding was cancelled in October of the same year, and the marriage was never talked about again. His patronage of musicians and the construction of lavish castles consumed a huge state budget and caused strong resentment among his subjects. Just this year, Ludwig II's relatives, friends and ministers gave him a psychiatric test and concluded that he had a nervous disorder, and the king was forcibly abdicated and sent to the shores of Lake Starnberg to recuperate, but he soon drowned in the lake, and even the doctor who accompanied him died, the cause of which has not yet been determined.

Sissi and her cousin have always maintained a close friendship, and the death of Ludwig II is a great blow to Sissi, they are actually the same kind of people, kind and willful.

Count Andrách laid her down on the exaggerated bed, and then retreated into the shadows beside the bed, and stood with his hands bowed, waiting for her command. She lay on the bed, her skin sparkling in the soft light. For a short period of time, her body remained motionless, and her chest did not even rise and fall slightly, as if she had turned into a beautiful zombie. Seeing her like this, Andrassie's heart was as painful as a knife, because there was no second person in this world who loved her like him.

She is indeed beautiful, more beautiful than beautiful.

"Don't do that, dear." He whispered to her bedside, and she opened her eyes to look at him, her mouth moving, as if to say something emotional to him. Immediately his heart was drunk, and immediately it was broken.

"My dear, my heart, my liver, my lungs, you must not say kind words to me." He was like a breath of cold air, sealing her mouth. He took her shoulders and leaned her back on the soft head of the bed. Using a comb with a pearl on each tooth, he gently tugged her hair and massaged her scalp. Her hair was so good, luxuriant that it looked like a puff of anchovies growing in fertile soil. But today, as if the roots of the grass were rotting, her hair fell out in handfuls. He looked at his combed hair, tears welling up in his eyes.

She jumped to her feet, swayed herself, threw herself into the wine cabinet, grabbed the bottle, craned her neck, and poured most of the bottle down with a clatter. Some blood-soaked red wine flowed up to the chest, along the deep valley between the snowy peaks, all the way to the navel...... Then she threw the bottle on the floor. Then she threw herself on the bed, the place that fascinated her the most. She buried her face deep in the pillow and raised a fist to pound on the head of the bed.

"Honey, let's open it!" He enlightened her like an old woman and tried to grab her fist to stop the exaggeration that might have hurt her joints. But her hand was hot and slippery, and he didn't let him hold it at all. And so, his tears fell coldly on her deep spine and groove like dripping water from a cave.

His tears were abundant, quickly accumulating in the hollows of her waist and slowly soaking past her fat foal-like ass. He moved his head a little, letting the tears fall directly on her ass.

Pearls are really a good thing, without the nourishment of high-grade pearl cream, her ass would not have been so round as pearls and smooth as jade after more than forty years of wind and frost. His tears fell on her ass like lotus leaves, rolling down without leaving a single tear stain. His heart was full of tenderness and sweetness, and the past was like a tide, surging in his heart.

Sissi was an outlier in the Viennese aristocracy. Although she was the queen of Austria, what she really longed for was another land, a land called Hungary. Sissi longed for the open forests and fields, the unruly herds of horses, the natural red cheeks of country maidens without grease, and the wild boot dancing of the men at the rally. Of course, her yearning for that land is inseparable from a man. This man was him, the Count Andráş, the Prime Minister of Hungary.

When Sissi, a sixteen-year-old girl, meets her cousin, Frances Joseph, two very different people, driven by curiosity that has not been seen in the world, and a young and blind collision is born. And when the 29-year-old Sisi meets Count Andráhi, it is the silent surprise of a mature soul meeting another similar soul in the noisy earthly world. Before meeting Sissi, Count Andráhi was Austria's number one enemy. His father was killed by the army sent by the Austrian Emperor in the uprising ignited by Pei Duofei's poetry. And he himself was symbolically hanged by the Austrian Emperor on the way to exile. When the titular death row prisoner, Count Andráhi, meets the smile of Princess Sissi, he finds that his unwavering hostility towards Austria has been challenged like never before. Sissi's smile was like a soft but indestructible stream of water, flowing through the hard scabs of his father's blood in his heart. On that day, he and she were very strange, their topic was not about the royal power of the palace borders, they even bypassed Pedolfe, they only talked about Shakespeare, Heine, and horses.

She and he were the same kind of people, both hated the palace walls, the rituals, the ropes, the shackles, but they both lived in the midst of it. When Count Andráş placed the crown on Sissi's head, a symbol of the highest power in Hungary, he actually added the thickest and heaviest layer to the many shackles. In the days that followed, Sissi left the Viennese court, which had suffocated her, countless times to cruise Hungary. Sissi, who was critical and accused in her own court, received in Hungary the favor and worship of God second. She had ridden the field with Count Andrahi countless times, her horse almost close to his, his snort grinding in her ears. However, between her and him, there was a chasm that no matter how good a horse could cross. The name of this chasm is the National Interest. In fact, she knew that there was another way to get her through that chasm. That is, she had to abandon her horse, take off her cumbersome court uniforms, take off the crown on her head, and wade barefoot. She didn't have the courage, she never had. The crown is not heavy, just the foot is heavy. Foot is the weight of one country, no, two countries.

"Why...... Life is always full of pain......" she sighed.

He comforted her vigorously, and at last, she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Count Andrach got up silently and left her room silently, when one of his attendants came running and brought him a note.

"Your Excellency, Mr. Lin Yiqing, the special envoy of the Emperor of the Great Qian Empire, wants to visit you tomorrow morning." The attendant said.

"What? Has he already arrived in Budapest? Andráhi was taken aback.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Earl, I arrived this afternoon."

Andráhi sighed, since he resigned as Prime Minister of the Empire, the news was not as well-informed as it used to be.

"Okay, let's get ready, this is a rare and important guest."

The next day, on the outskirts of Budapest.

Lin Yiqing, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at the picturesque Hungarian countryside around her, and couldn't help but secretly sigh, no wonder the famous Princess Sisi liked it here and stayed here most of the year.

He already knew that the Austro-Hungarian Empress was at the Gödler Palace on the outskirts of Budapest.

This time he had come not so much to visit Count Andráhi, who had resigned, but to see the Empress. But he won't be like the Persian king Nasser-al-Din? Sand so gaffe (during the Vienna Expo, where the Persian king Nasser al-Din?) Sha's visit to the royal court is a joke. Before setting out, he sent three princes to the front station to find out if the cholera outbreak in Vienna was still dangerous, and then he and his huge retinue of 120 men arrived in Vienna in an exotic way. Empress Elizabeth invited her to a welcome banquet, and on that day, the queen was dressed in a gorgeous white dress with a purple sash around her waist. In his hair, he wore a tiara decorated with diamonds and amethysts, and appeared in front of the Persian king in grace and dignity. When Nasser al-Din? When Sha saw her, he was stunned on the spot, he put on gold glasses, walked around the queen in a circle, and exclaimed: "How can this woman be so beautiful!" It was as if he were admiring a statue, completely ignoring and forgetting the etiquette of the emperors, and became one of the great jokes in the world. ）

Of course, the object of his visit this time was Count Andráhi, who was once the prime minister of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

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