For most of the year, the weather in Paris is mild and humid.

Even after midsummer, I didn't feel undue heat.

Perhaps, this is the unique climatic environment of Western Europe.

On this day, Elena, Bella, and Anna were commissioned by Madame Roland to go to the abbey of Saint-Enoch on the outskirts of Paris.

And once Elena accepts this task, she will inevitably pull Bella and Anna with her.

It took about half an hour to drive by horse-drawn carriage from the city of Paris to reach the destination.

It's a Gothic building built in the Middle Ages, and although it's not as grand as the Notre-Dame Cathedral in the city center, it's not small.

With the funding of Madame Roland, the convent adopted a number of homeless children.

In other words, it's also an orphanage.

And the task of Elena and the others on this trip, in addition to bringing this month's funds to Sister Luisa in the convent, is also to give some gifts to the children.

As soon as she stepped out of the carriage, Elena opened her arms and tried to embrace the fresh air of the suburbs.

Since the last time I came back from Mr. Atwood's villa, I had been in the saloon for days on end, and I was really bored.

Perhaps, Madame Roland also saw Elena's mood, so she entrusted this task to her, and also let her come out to relax.

"Elena, pay attention to your image." Bella reminded.

By this time, Mother Luisa had already come out to meet them.

After greeting each other politely, Luisa led the three into the convent.

Although it looks solemn from the outside, when you actually enter the monastery, you will find that the scenery inside makes you feel more relaxed and relaxed.

The courtyard is full of flowers and plants, and the gravel path at your feet is flat and comfortable to the central church.

To the west is the guest reception room, to the east is the dormitory and dining room, and the two sides are connected by a cloister in front of the central nave.

Mother Luisa took Elena and the others to the reception room on the left to rest.

"A few of you, please," Luisa said, "I'll go and get the kids ready."

"Hey, do you still need to prepare?" Elena was puzzled.

Luisa just smiled and didn't say a word, and then walked out.

"Are you from Paris?"

As soon as Luisa left, a childish voice came.

Elena turned around and found a boy standing in the doorway of the reception hall next door, looking to be only seven or eight years old. I was supposed to be talking to them.

"Are you asking me?" Elena glanced at him squint.

The boy realized that it was rude, and bowed politely.

Elena nodded in satisfaction, "What, what's the matter?"

"I ......" the boy was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, as if he was organizing the language, and as if he was hesitating to ask.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked behind him, followed by a girl of six or seven years old.

"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you." The man bowed politely, "Carlo Bonaparte."

Elena and the others also had to get up and salute back.

"Inuko has always wanted to come to Paris, so I'm curious. It may have been a bit of a faux pas just now." Monsieur Bonaparte said, glaring at his son, "Don't apologize yet."

"I was reckless." The boy bowed again, "My name is Napoleon."

"Really, can't you settle down like Polina?"

Polina was referring to the little girl next to her, who looked like the boy's sister.

"Do you yearn for Paris so much?" Elena asked.

"Hmm." Napoleon nodded solemnly, "Not only Paris, but also Vienna, Frankfurt, London...... Anyway, all the big cities, I'm going to see them."

"I'm sorry," said Monsieur Bonaparte, smiling awkwardly, "this boy grew up in Corsica, and has never seen much of the market."

"It's nothing, it's normal to yearn for the outside." Elena said, "Look at this kid, it seems like he has a lot of ambitions."

"You're so polite." "If you compliment him like that," said M. Bonaparte, "he will get carried away."

During the casual conversation, Elena and the others learned that Monsieur Bonaparte and his party were on their way to Paris.

And when Monsieur Bonaparte heard that they had come to visit the children of the convent on behalf of Madame Roland, his eyes suddenly became a little respectful.

"It's a great merit to let the homeless children be blessed!" Monsieur Bonaparte said with sincere admiration.

"Madame Roland is indeed more enthusiastic." "She also opened a salon in Paris. If Monsieur Bonaparte has time in the future, he can also come and have a look!"

"I'll definitely pay a visit to the legendary Lady Roland." Monsieur Bonaparte said.

During the conversation, Sister Luisa had already arrived with a dozen children.

Under the guidance of the nuns, the children stood in an orderly formation, as seriously as they usually sang hymns.

One row for boys and one row for girls. Immediately afterwards, the boys bowed, the girls curtsy, and each row moved in unison, as if it were a well-trained team.

"It's amazing." Napoleon involuntarily applauded.

Monsieur Bonaparte glared at him. He settled down.

Then, according to the list, each child who read the name stepped forward and took the gift from Elena.

Everyone's gift is different, some are dip pens, some are rag dolls, and some are music boxes. And every child who opened the gift had a smile of surprise on his face.

It seems that Mrs. Roland was more prepared and captured the interest of every child.

However, by the end of the reading, all the gifts had been distributed, and there was still a girl who was empty-handed.

Elena noticed this and asked her entourage to check the box again.

Nothing was found missing from it.

"Miss Medici." Sister Luisa leaned into Elena's ear and whispered, "I remember that this child has only recently come to the convent, and has not yet had time to report to Madame Roland."

"How can this be?"

Before Elena could speak, a boy's voice came to her ears.

Napoleon came over at some point.

"This ...... It was indeed my mistake." Luisa was ashamed and said, "I'm really sorry."

"Now is not the time to hold accountable." Napoleon said, "The key is how to solve the problem of the moment."

"He's right." Elena said, "Now is not the time to blame yourself, think of a way, you can't let this child be left alone without gifts, right?"

That being said, Louisa couldn't think of a good way, and she couldn't take the things from the monastery as gifts, which would be easy to goof.

So, I can only hope for Elena and them.

However, because they had to help Madame Roland bring gifts, Elena and Bella did not carry too many personal belongings when they went out, and there was nothing to use as gifts. Not to mention Anna, in addition to snacks, or snacks.

Moreover, I don't know the character of this child, and I don't know what is more appropriate to give.

Just when they were at a loss, Napoleon ran up to the girl alone.

"What's your name?" Napoleon asked.

The girl looked at the boy in front of her, who was younger than her, hesitated slightly, but replied politely, "Josephine."

"My name is Napoleon," said the boy, "Napoleon Bonaparte."

"Take ...... Napoleon?"

"Do you like to read?" Napoleon then asked.

"Hmm." Josephine nodded.

She did look like she was educated, and her manners were markedly different from the other children around her.

"The ......," said Napoleon, reaching into the pocket of his jacket and pulling out a golden bookmark from it, "this one for you."

"Give...... Give it to me?" Josephine asked, surprised.

"Well, yes." Napoleon said, "Originally, they had prepared a saber for you, but I liked it. So, can you give it to me? I'll trade this bookmark for that."

As he spoke, he also pulled out a saber from his waist and showed it to her.

At that time, a dagger was extremely sharp, and the cold light was shining.

This kind of thing is really useless for a girl. It was the bookmark that Josephine liked a little more.

"Okay." Josephine agreed.

"You have to cherish it!" Napoleon handed the golden bookmark, "This is my favorite thing."

"Hmm." The girl nodded solemnly and accepted the gift, "I will."

When he returned to his father, Napoleon saw his sister glaring at him angrily.

"No...... I'm sorry, Polina." Napoleon said apologetically, "I know it's your favorite bookmark."

Polina pouted, ignoring him.

"When you get to Paris, I'll buy you a new one." Napoleon said, "Buy two...... Oh no, three...... Buy ten!"

"Humph!" The girl gave him a blank look, then turned her face away.

"It's settled." Luisa breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can I thank you?" Elena asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't need anything." Napoleon replied, "I just do what I want to do. If I accidentally help you, it's just a passing."

"Yes, Miss Medici." M. Bonaparte said, "Our things are given by God, and it is a virtue to share them with others. If you can help this child, it will be a good thing. Hasn't Mrs. Roland always done that?"

"Okay then." Since the other party said so, Elena couldn't force it, "If you need anything in the future, you can come to Madame Roland's salon."

After that, Elena and the others played with the children for a while, and then had lunch with Monsieur Bonaparte and his party. It was not until the afternoon that he left the abbey and returned to Paris.