"I said, I'm just a traveler." Char said, "And. An unremarkable painter. ”

"You're not ordinary." Catherine said, "I heard from the teacher I invited that it is not strange that Leonardo da Vinci painted the portrait you painted. ”

Ekaterina turned around and took a few steps.

"It's been more than a year since you last appeared, and it shouldn't be an accident that you suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared again, right?

What is your purpose? ”

"I am indeed a traveler." Char said quietly, "I'm here to witness this time." ”

"Witness what?"

"Witness, a piece of history."

"History?" Catherine frowned, "You mean me?" ”

Char's eyes shimmered.

"For me, everything that happens now will eventually become history."

Catherine understood what Char meant, and the brilliance of her azure eyes dimmed a little.

"Is that so?"

She quickly eased her emotions and said with a smile, "Then you should always follow me, in my life, there will be no fewer things that can go down in history." ”

Char had no words.

Then, she asked curiously, "What have you been doing for more than a year, traveling around the world to paint?" ”

"I'm making something for a friend." Char said.

"Oh?" Catherine was interested.

"Ever heard of the Philosopher's Stone?"

Catherine opened her eyes slightly, "The thing that can turn stones into gold?" ”

Char pulled out a small stone from his bosom, a hexahedron, very small, about the size of a finger, with some runes carved on it.

"It's a sample."

He casually threw it to Catherine.

"I'm going to give you something to play, it can make your wishes come true, and it's okay. Increase your lifespan, though not much."

Catherine looked at the stone silently, her eyes flickering.

If this thing really has the effect he said, then this kind of thing can be said to be invaluable among rulers.

Especially for the effect of increasing lifespan, some emperors are even willing to exchange their land for such treasures.

And he threw it to himself like a toy.

She looked up at Char and teased.

"Is this a token of love?"

"I have a lover." Char said.

However, Catherine was not sad but happy, her eyes lit up and teased.

"I thought you were a holy, who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."

Char was speechless for a while, and some didn't know how to continue.

At this moment, the outside door was pushed open, and a non-commissioned officer in military uniform walked in.

"Your Majesty, we're ready."

She looked up at Char, who had changed back to his ordinary appearance, like an ordinary officer.

But those bright eyes are hard to ignore.

She turned her head, "Let's go." ”

She walked out, and Char followed, but as soon as she went out, she was stopped by the non-commissioned officer.

He looked at Char with a little wariness.

"Who are you, and why have I never seen you?"

And Catherine in front of her spoke.

"Own people, Orlov."

Orlov glanced at him, still unkind, but he took a step back and exited the road, and Char continued to walk out.

He followed Catherine's coup army on board a ship, which was to go by sea to St. Petersburg.

Catherine stood at the bow of the boat, quietly watching the rising dawn in the distance, the sea breeze blowing her hair, and her eyes were slightly gloomy.

Until the coup is successful, no one knows what will happen.

The result of the failed coup d'état is obvious, it would be better to die directly, but it would be better to be imprisoned in one place for more than twenty years, like Ivan VI.

"You say, will we succeed on this trip?"

"You have to trust your husband." Char said.

Catherine couldn't help but laugh, "It's my husband who I'm going to overthrow now." ”

"I say, you have to believe in your husband's place in the hearts of the Praetorian Guards." Char said, "Believe it or not, the next step, you will have a smooth journey without any obstacles." ”

Catherine naturally did not believe it.

But after a pause, she said, "How about we make a bet then?" ”

"What?"

"If, after we arrived in St. Petersburg, it was not as you say." Catherine's eyes stared into the distance, and a faint glimmer of light danced in her eyes, "How about you stay in the palace?" ”

"Anyway, it's a pretty short time for someone like you, isn't it?"

Char's eyelids narrowed slightly, "I've never lost a bet." ”

"Coincidentally." She slowly raised the corners of her mouth, "Me too." ”

Char smiled, "I'm okay with that. ”

Catherine stared at him for a long time, and after a moment, she turned her head to look into the distance and whispered.

"Actually, I want the situation to be as you said.

But if the coup d'état were that simple, the world would be full of emperors."

Char had no words.

The voyage was not far, so after about ten minutes, they finally arrived at the port of St. Petersburg.

As the capital of the country, its ports need to carry a huge cargo capacity.

However, there are not many ships docked at the moment, and it is even quiet and terrible......

Soon, the prohibitions from St. Petersburg poured in from all sides to occupy the coast, and they lined up, with their heads held high and pointed their guns at their ships.

It seems that because of the previously captured officers, the people of St. Petersburg, had actually learned in advance about Catherine's preparation for a coup d'état.

Catherine's eyes were also slightly solemn, and her palm was clutching the Philosopher's Stone that Char had just given her, trying to pretend to be calm.

The soldiers who followed her immediately protected her behind her, and also raised their flintlock pistols in their hands.

At the same time, the naval guns of several ships around it were also aimed at this side.

Soon, in the midst of the crowd, a man in military uniform came out, and it was none other than the leader of these Praetorian Guards, Lermontov.

He stood on the shore and looked at Catherine who was standing on the boat.

"Your Highness Catherine, you are not in Oranienbaum, what are you doing here?"

At this time, Catherine was supposed to go to Oranienbaum with Peter III for a celebration, but because the news of the coup was about to be exposed, she had to do so.

Ekaterina pushed away the crowd and regained her footing at the front, with her hands behind her back and looking at Lermontov.

"I heard that there was a coup d'état in St. Petersburg, so I brought troops to support."

A smile appeared on Lermontov's face, "Your Highness Catherine, you don't need to hide, we learned the news fifteen minutes ago. ”

Catherine narrowed her eyes slightly.

To her surprise, however, all the soldiers lowered their guns and moved out of the way of them, followed by the Elders' House and the Privy Council.

All of them bowed their heads to Catherine and shouted in unison.

"Your Majesty."

The shock of so many people saying the same word together is still very strong.

"The St. Petersburg Forbidden Army is basically here." Lermontov retracted his smile and said solemnly.

"All at your disposal."

When Catherine first arrived in Moscow, Empress Elizabeth gave them a warm welcome.

Crown Prince Peter and his distant cousin, who had already been baptized by the Orthodox Church and gave a Russian name, were also courteous to Princess Catherine.

Catherine soon understood: the most important condition for her to gain a foothold in this country was to become a member of this country.

For this reason, she asked Empress Elizabeth to find her the best teacher, to study Russian and Orthodox etiquette. Catherine studied Russian diligently, and even in the dead of night, when the attendants around her had already slept, Ekaterina was still reading hard with a book in her arms.

Although it was winter, it was very hot in the room, and Ekaterina walked around the room barefoot.

But the winters in this country were much harsher than in Prussia, and she eventually fell ill with pneumonia.

He was in a state of high fever for more than ten days in a row and was unconscious. Everyone thought that she was on the verge of dying, and had already begun to arrange the aftermath.

The Duchess of Anhalt specially called a Lutheran priest to pray for her on her deathbed, but Catherine asked for a priest to teach her Orthodox liturgies.

This means that she has completely converted to Orthodoxy.

The news soon spread, and the court's favorability of Princess Catherine doubled.

In the years when she was in the deep palace, she has been relying on reading to relieve her loneliness. At first she began to read aimlessly, but then she stumbled upon Voltaire's work, and since then she has been interested in books on political philosophy.

Catherine found a thick ten-volume history of Germany, insisted that she must read one volume every eight days, read through four volumes of the history of philosophy, and a large number of books in Russian. After some time, Catherine possessed such depth of knowledge that she could read Montesquieu's difficult book "On the Spirit of the Law".

Compared with her timid, suspicious, and neurotic husband, she is far superior to this crown prince in terms of cultivation and thinking.

In the years since becoming the wife of the crown prince, these thoughts and cultivation have gradually been revealed in front of those courtiers.

She has also been deliberately wooing those courtiers, and she is both gracious and powerful.

The more mediocre Peter III was, the more obvious Catherine's abilities became.

People are not stupid, they can understand who can lead this country to glory and who is harming the interests of this country.

Of course, it is still a little difficult for a German princess to become the empress of Russia, but it is different when she has a prince of her own blood.

It's not Catherine's luck, it's an inevitable result.

Catherine glanced back at Char, and he didn't seem surprised by the result.

The fate of this Catherine and Catherine in the other world coincided with each other, and Char gave her the fate of the Emperor Ye in the other world on this basis.

Naturally, everything that happened will be close to history.

In another world, when Emperor Ye's army docked by boat, the forbidden army in St. Petersburg reacted like this.

However, in Catherine's opinion, this is clearly not a coincidence.

He. He should have the power of a prophet of the unknown.

She didn't say a word, just walked down the stairs, and the Praetorian Guard on one side had already brought her a horse.

She rolled over her horse and ordered Lermontov.

"Gather all the forbidden armies, march in the direction of Oranienbaum, and capture Peter III!"

"Yes!"

The rest of the forbidden army also jumped on their horses and followed Catherine to Oranienbaum Palace.

St. Petersburg was still haggard and stuporous in the mist and dew, but even so, many people had already come out spontaneously on both sides of the streets.

Naturally, they do not have access to information about the upper classes, but they are citizens living in St. Petersburg and are much more politically literate than ordinary people.

Seeing Catherine in military uniform and leading the soldiers in the direction of the palace, some people could easily guess what was happening.

Some even shouted cheers in solidarity with Catherine.

This is enough to see the amazing heart that Catherine has in the hearts of the people of this country.

Even the namesake Ye Huang of another world may not have such a public opinion base.

However, by the time they reached their destination, Peter III had already fled the palace.

The forbidden army in St. Petersburg knew about their plan fifteen minutes ago, and Peter III, although he was mediocre, was still an emperor, so naturally it was impossible for no one to inform him.

They walked through the corridors of Oranienbaum Palace, her henchman Orlov walking in front with a sword at his waist, clearing her path like a guard, and shouting to the attendants standing on either side.

"Bow down to the Empress!"

The red-robed attendants were also very knowledgeable, and they were all half-kneeling on the ground and bowing their heads.

Then, it was Catherine who followed at a constant speed, like a warship about to go to battle.

There was no more apprehension in her eyes.

The blue eyes of Lake Baikal reveal undisguised ambition and an endless desire to rule, as well as the corners of the mouth that cannot help but raise because victory is about to come.

This kind of victorious posture has a high-spirited beauty full of vitality, which makes people yearn for it.

As Ramses said, the king is the most greedy, the most ruthless, the most bold, the most arrogant, the most extreme.

Those who are ministers will follow him because of their admiration, and they will live more wonderfully than anyone else, and they will make all the people fall for themselves.

This may not be the only definition of a king, for Arthur was not.

But it is undeniable that such a king does have a unique charm, which makes people can't help but immerse themselves in the deep blue sea.

When Char met her a year ago, she was still a young soul who had suffered from suffering.

But at this moment, she is a soul that has been repeatedly tempered and forged, and has broken free from difficulties and suffering.

She has moved away from immaturity and has become more resilient and mature.

This empire will also usher in their next emperor today.

(End of chapter)