Chapter 1: The Beginning of Exile

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Royal Palace, Madrid, Spain, September 1868.

As usual, eleven-year-old Alfonso sat down in a gazebo and watched in silence at the pomegranate blossoms that bloomed in the garden.

Several palace maids waited aside, but it was difficult to hide the melancholy between their eyebrows.

Since last month, an opposition force led by General Juan Prim descended on the city and crushed the last conservative army defending the royal city, and everyone in the palace has been in danger.

Since the beginning of 1868, the government army has suffered one defeat after another, and once the queen is overthrown, the future of these palace ladies will also slide into the unknown abyss.

In this situation, the increasing silence of Crown Prince Alfonso seems to be appropriate.

But unlike the palace maid's worries, Alfonso was more concerned about Spain's future.

In the blonde and white-skinned body, there is a Chinese soul from the 21st century.

He knew very well that the outcome of the rebellion was indeed the victory of the opposition, but he also knew that he would regain the throne in the near future.

It has been a month since he crossed over, and he has gradually accepted the reality that a crown prince, even if he is about to be deposed, is much better than being an orphan in his previous life.

"Your Highness, the Queen has sent you over for dinner." A gentle female voice pulls Alfonso back to reality, Maria, a personal maid a year older than him.

"I'll go over now." Although he is not very happy to eat with the so-called mother in this life, after all, it is related to glory and wealth, and he has to do whatever the other party says.

Alfonso got up and followed Maria, passing through the Italian corridors and buildings, each of which was beautiful and he had no intention of admiring it.

After all, he inherited Alfonso's complete memory, and he has lived here for eleven years, and everything seems to him to be normal.

After a while, Alfonso found himself in a room where he usually dined, which was not large, only 1/3 the size of a football field.

The palace has its own large dining room that can accommodate 145 people, but it is still too extravagant for the Spanish royal family, which has only five members after her sister's marriage, not to mention that the queen's husband never eats with them.

"Little Alfonso, come here." The one who spoke was a fat woman with a crown on her head and rich jewelry, none other than Alfonso's mother, Queen Isabella II of Spain.

Although the queen is chubby and has an average appearance, her years of life as a superior have made her full of nobility and pleasing to the eye. It's just that the situation that has been unsmooth for a long time has obviously cast a haze on the queen's rich face.

Next to her sat two girls, her 4-year-old sister Oralia and her 6-year-old sister Maria.

That's right, there were already two Marys in such a small circle, and as far as he knew, there were two more among the Queen's dozens of maids, and that was so many Marys in Spain.

Alfonso walked quickly to her and stood still, drew a cross on his chest, and greeted: "Lord forbid, mother, you are still so beautiful and moving. ”

Isabella kindly touched Alfonso's head, and the melancholy between her brows and eyes dissipated a little, obviously liking her only son.

Isabella sat Alfonso down, took him by the hand and said, "Little Alfonso, I'm afraid you already know that the rebels have arrived in the city. ”

After receiving Alfonso's affirmative reply, she continued: "I now have to tell you even more terrible news, Prim, who deserves a thousand cuts, asked us to leave Spain within a week! Let a queen leave the people who love her, the country she rules! ”

Alfonso's heart has indeed come, whether judging from the memories of future generations or the current situation, this day will definitely come.

At the same time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Do the Spanish people really love you, I don't know what I look like." ”

Isabella became queen at the age of 3 and now has 35 years of work experience, but she is obviously not talented, the government is rotten, her private life is lewd and decadent, and even Alfonso does not know whose child it is, anyway, it is certainly not the prince's husband, Prince Francisco (a famous homosexual).

Alfonso was the same, not to mention the common people, who had changed 34 governments in 25 years, and only the French could compete with them, and during his reign there were constant riots, impoverished people, and tormented by war.

This is also the reason why Alfonso hates her a little, from a well-educated soul in later generations, with a sympathy and empathy that the aristocracy of this era does not have, even if she is very good to Alfonso, he still stands on the side of the people and thinks it is more appropriate for her to step down early.

Thinking so, he couldn't say that, Alfonso responded: "God will punish him, this lawless thug, then mother, have you decided to accept his request?" ”

"It won't be long before these traitors are triumphant, and the people are only temporarily blinded by them, or before long the people will miss the benevolent and pious Queen.

But for now, I have decided to accept his request to go to France to seek protection.

Napoleon III had invited us to live in Biarritz in southwestern France for a while, and I had already thought about it, so I went there and took a horse-drawn carriage through the Basque Country. ”

Alfonso couldn't help but feel that the European aristocracy was really comfortable, and the opposition also notified the move before ousting people from power, allowing the other party to pack up their belongings.

The ousted side also dared to swagger across opposition-held areas into exile.

The second daughter, Maria, had been listening quietly by the side, and when she heard that she was going to Biarritz, she interjected: "I have heard of Biarritz, and I heard that you can surf here and the scenery is beautiful. ”

"No matter how beautiful it is, there is no beauty in Madrid, Maria, and the Spanish princess cannot praise France." Isabella touched Maria's head.

The Napoleonic Wars set West France at odds, but the main reason Isabella hated France was that France's husband Francisco was supported by France, which gave her a bad marriage, and even if she needed French protection now, it would not change this perception.

Dinner had already been served, and several people stopped talking at the same time and began to pray before the meal: "Blessing us, Lord, and the food we eat, and all the favor, because of our Lord, Amen. ”

Alfonso was also a member of the prayers, and even the most earnest and seemingly devout of them all.

He is not religious and hates red tape, but Isabella is a fanatical Catholic and he must satisfy her. On the other hand, the religious atmosphere in Spain is very strong, and the prerequisite for being a prince or king is to sincerely believe in God.

Finally finished the prayer and began to eat, Alfonso and the others were not at peace, and the progressive Isabella apparently did not intend to observe the etiquette of the court meal, and began to curse the opposition.

It's okay to scold, the problem is that she has been a queen since she was 3 years old, and she basically can't learn scolding skills.

After finishing his meal, he prayed again, and by the time Alfonso returned to his room, he felt tired.

As he lay down in bed and was about to go to bed, there was a noise outside the room from time to time, and it was evident that the whole palace had moved under the Queen's orders, and that everything that could be moved was to be moved, and that it might be necessary to leave early tomorrow morning.

Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when this day really came. From tomorrow onwards, he will be the crown prince of Spain in name only......

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