Chapter 962: On the eve of the split
Return from the Palazzo Douilleri to the residence of the Emile near the residence. As soon as Olivier stepped out of the carriage and said goodbye to the charioteer, he was gently hugged from behind.
In the face of a sudden "attack", the emir. Olivier tried to break free, but heard his wife's voice behind him, "Honey, you're finally back!" β
Hear such a familiar voice, Emile. Olivier slowly lowered his hand and said softly, "Hmm! I am back! β
After the two men standing at the corner of the street warmed each other for a moment, Mary. Thales. Olivier let go of the emir. Olivier, Emile. Olivier was able to turn to look at Mary. Thales. Olivier.
Emir. Olivier only then discovered that his wife Marie. Thales. Olivier was wearing only a thin coat at the moment, and the cold wind was wantonly eroding her body, making her shiver, and her small nose was constantly sucking in from the cold, as if she had just been bullied.
Emir. When Olivier saw this, his heart could not help but feel distressed, and he hurriedly put the coat he was wearing on her body, and said to her in a reproachful tone: "Why did you come out wearing so little!" I really don't care about my body at all! β
"I'm not worried about you!" Mary. Thales. Olivier looked aggrieved at the emir. Olivier responded: "You've been away for six hours since you left at 2 p.m.!" β
"Isn't it like I can't get out!" Emir. Olivier vs. Mary. Thales. Olivier explained.
"Can't get out?" Mary. Thales. Olivier ran her hand through her sideburns, her two soft nostrils twitching, and she took a deep breath and asked, "Why Ernest. Will Mr. Picard be able to come back sooner than you? β
"Ernest. Picard? "Emir. Olivier was stunned for a moment, he seemed to realize something, so he hurriedly asked Mary. Thales. Olivier said: "Ernest. Picard came to our house? β
"Not only Mr. Picard, but also Mr. Enon and Mr. Favre came with him to visit us!" Mary. Thales. Olivier vs. Emile. Olivier said.
Hear this, Emile. Olivier's expression became solemn, and Mary was standing aside. Thales. Seeing this, Olivier also asked Emile with a slight nervousness. Olivier said, "Olivier, what's wrong with you?"
Why does the expression look so ugly! β
In order not to worry his wife, Emir. Olivier hurriedly smiled at her and said, "Nothing! I just thought of something!
By the way, did Eynon and Favre say something when they came over? β
"Not really!" Mary. Thales. Olivier shook his head at the emir. Olivier responded, "Mr. Favre, I just asked where you were?" Why haven't you come back yet? β
"What did you say?" Emir. Olivier asked eagerly.
"I told them, I don't know where you are now!" Mary. Thales. Olivier vs. Emile. "And then they left!"
That's right! Where have you been, my dear! β
Hear Mary. Thales. Olivier's answer, Emile. Olivier suddenly felt that his days in the republicans were probably numbered.
If Enon and Favre knew that he was with JΓ©rΓ΄me. Words of the meeting of the Emperor Bonaparte...... No, they should be able to guess this! What am I going to do?
Right here at the emir. While Olivier was thinking about the problem, he heard Mary. Thales. Olivier's voice, "Olivier! β
Came back to his senses Emir. Olivier, stunned for a second, then responded to Marie Thales. Olivier, "I'm here!" β
"It's time for us to go back!" Mary. Thales. Olivier pointed his finger at Emile lightly. Olivier's thin coat, "If you catch a cold, it's not good!" β
"Hmmm! Good! "Emir. Olivier with Mary. Thales. Olivier returned home together.
Emir who has just stepped into the house. Olivier immediately smelled the smell of food, and he immediately asked Marie. Thales. Olivier said, "Haven't you eaten yet?" β
"Nope! What about you? "Mary. Thales. Olivier shook his head and asked.
"Eat!" Emir. Olivier vs. Mary. Thales. Olivier replied, and then told her that he had been killed by JΓ©rΓ΄me. Emperor Bonaparte stayed to eat.
Mary. Thales. Olivier listened quietly to the emile. Olivier's words, then frowned at the emir. Olivier said, "My dear, you shouldn't have agreed to this meal with the Emperor!"
This will put you in an awkward situation among the republicans! β
"I know!" Emir. Olivier smiled wryly at Mary. Thales. Olivier said, "I can't refuse His Majesty the Emperor directly!"
Whatever one may say, he is also the ruler of a country! β
Mary. Thales. Olivier from the Emile. In Olivier's words, a compromise was heard. Olivier couldn't say anything anyway.
Mary. Thales. Olivier asked Emile with a serious expression. Olivier said, "Honey, I wonder what you want to do now?"
Do you want to remain the opposition to the Empire, or do you want to be on the side of the Empire! β
Emir. Olivier shook his head at Mary. Thales. "I don't know, what to do now!" β
"Olivier, you know!" Mary. Thales. Olivier said in a firm tone, "You know what to do!"
I promise you that no matter what choice you make, I will support you!
I will always stand by your side! β
Finished, Mary. Thales. Olivier took the emir. Olivier's hand and looked at Emir with affection. Olivier.
Emir. Olivier felt Marie. Thales. After the warmth of Olivier's hand, he looked up at her with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"Olivier, I believe in you! No matter what choice you make, I will bear it with you! "Mary. Thales. Olivier vs. Emile. Olivier responded.
Emir. Olivier gave a moving look to his face and smiled at Marie. Thales. Olivier said firmly: "Thank you for your support! I already know what to do! β
"Then I can eat with peace of mind!" Mary. Thales. Olivier likewise smiled at the Emile. Olivier responded.
Immediately afterwards, Mary. Thales. Olivier was enjoying his not-so-sumptuous dinner as he asked Emile. What did Olivier eat at the Douilleri Palace.
Emir. Olivier told Marie about the food he had for dinner at the Douilleri Palace. Thales Olivier listened, and she smiled at the emir. Olivier responded that the food at the Douilleur Palace was no better than theirs.
She also thought that the food in the palace should be all kinds of game that she had not eaten.
"Maybe it's because His Majesty the Emperor himself is frugal!" Emir. Olivier offered his speculation in an uncertain tone.
"Why should he be so frugal! Obviously you have already mastered a country! "Mary. Thales. Olivier said puzzled.
"I don't know!" Emir. Olivier shook his head, "Maybe it has something to do with personality!" β
"That's not right! I've heard that Prince Montfort's monthly expenses are not small! "Mary. Thales. Olivier once again showed her talent for gossip, "It doesn't make sense that the father is a man who spends money indiscriminately, and the son is a thrifty man!" β
"I don't know!" Emir. Olivier shook his head at Mary. Thales. Olivier responded to him, "Maybe it's because the emperor's desire for power exceeds his desire for money!"
That's why he doesn't care about eating! β
"That sounds reasonable!" Mary. Thales. Olivier nodded to the emir. Olivier responded.
"That's it! Don't say so much, you can eat quickly! "Emile Olivier urged Marie. Thales. Olivier ate as soon as possible.
Mary. Thales. Olivier listened to the emir. Olivier demanded and began to eat in large gulps.
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Early the next morning, the neatly dressed emir. Olivier left the mansion and went to the republican meeting place.
Here it is, Emir. Olivier saw Jules. Favre, Jacques. Louis. Enon, and Ernest. Picard.
Favre was looking at him with scrutiny, as if he were interrogating a prisoner.
Jacques. Louis. Enon, too, was wary, and it seemed that he was beginning to suspect Emile as well. Olivier.
"Monsieur Favre, Monsieur Enon, good morning!" In the face of the doubts of the two, Emile. Olivier replied without hesitation.
"Emir. Mr. Olivier, can you tell me in the name of a republican! Where have you been since yesterday's meet-and-greet? "As soon as I came up, Jules. Favre asked Emile with a high profile. Olivier Road.
"I was called over by the Emperor, and he wanted me to join their side!" Emir. Olivier was frank with Jules. Favre responded.
"You promised him?" Jules. Favre then questioned the Emile. Olivier Road.
Emir. Olivier shook his head at Jules. Favre responded, "No! I didn't promise JΓ©rΓ΄me. Bonaparte's solicitation! β
"And then?" Jules. Favre then responded.
"Then, it's nothing more than having a meal together!"