Albrecht was rude on the outside, but in fact he was a thoughtful man, and it is no wonder that his questions left Carolina speechless for a moment.

While the eldest brother's attention was focused on the younger sister, Friedrich, who had been taught a bad lesson before, quietly got up.

His gaze wandered several times between the grimacing Albrecht and the "Chicken in the Soup" Carolina, and immediately understood the cause and effect of the incident, and he couldn't help but snicker when he remembered the image of her falling into the artificial lake on horseback.

"What are you laughing at?" As a result, he was punched in the head by his eldest brother again.

"Hey, this coat is familiar, it looks like the one Franz usually wears, he couldn't have fished you out of the lake, right?"

"So his name is Franz?" Carolina said thoughtfully.

"Yes, and he is not only your nephew, but also has a good chance of becoming the future emperor of this country."

"He's Franz Joseph! I remember my father always mentioning him as the one who was the most powerful of the royal family, and that he had a very unique view of economics, politics, and military affairs.

If one day he takes the helm of the empire, he will most likely become the greatest monarch in the history of our family. Karolina muttered.

At the time, she thought her father was joking, and didn't take his praise to heart.

After all, it is better to see than to hear, and Alexander, who was previously known to be sensible and polite, appeared in front of Carolina, and if he married that kind of gentleman, it was better to stay in the monastery for the rest of his life.

Alexander inherited the virtues of his parents, tall and handsome, with the temperament of both a soldier and an artist. It's just that because it was just after drinking, it felt more like a ruffian, which Carolina really couldn't accept, especially the hungry wolf-like expression he showed from time to time made her sick.

In her eyes, the Russian crown prince was a narcissist who lacked cultivation. Franz, on the other hand, had a different feeling entirely.

His handsome, clean appearance and humble and polite image were much better than that of the playboy Alexander, and he was not like his dull-headed father, Archduke Franz Karl.

Even compared to his own brother, he is too good. The stout eldest brother Albrecht was less than thirty years old and had a tendency to go bald.

The unsmiling second brother Karl Ferdinand wears his monocle all day long, like a scholar who deals with boring books every day, so gloomy that he can almost drip water.

The third brother, Friedrich, was as lively as a little monkey who jumped up and down and chattered all day long, but he lacked the company of the sea and sailors all the year round.

And the younger brother William is as fragile as a piece of fragile glass, even if a little stimulation from the outside world can make him have an epileptic seizure, and he will fall and even break a bone if he is not careful.

Thinking of this, Carolina's mind couldn't help but return to the moment when she clung to her strong chest and listened to her heartbeat, and her face couldn't help but flush.

Seeing that their sister looked a little sluggish, the two brothers hurriedly put their hands on her foreheads.

"Your forehead is very hot, it should be a cold, so let's call a doctor." Albrecht proposed.

"No, I don't want to be bled by those nasty guys!" The frightened Carolina retreated in fright, but the patriarchal eldest brother carried her on his shoulders without saying a word.

"At this time, you are still talking stupid things, how can you cure your illness without bloodletting!"

Unpersuaded, Karolina tried to break free from Albrecht's palm, and then his mind suddenly remembered the previous discussion with Franz, and he couldn't help but say.

"Wait a minute, I remember, there is now a new type of special medicine in the army, which is specially used to treat colds. Would you like to give it a try? ”

"What kind of medicine is that, and what is it called?"

"Allicin capsules."

"I really didn't know that the eldest brother, who has always been old-fashioned and unsmiling, has learned to joke, and I won't eat it if he kills him with this name." Karolina couldn't help but scoff.

"Oh? Is it? This was invented by Franz's genius. Friedrich deliberately made a fuss.

"This little devil likes to spend his days in his study doing these weird inventions, like the bitter instant coffee." Albrecht added.

"Alright then, I'll believe you for once." Carolina nodded.

"Don't you hate eating garlic?" Friedrich continued to quip.

"I'm not a vampire, so how can I be afraid?" Carolina retorted.

"Oh, it turns out that our little sister is just starting to fall in love, but I don't know if he will have time to talk to you in the future when he is busy with business." Friedrich decided to share this big news with his brother as soon as possible.

"Franz... Actually, it's not bad, he seems to be particularly good at dealing with older women. Albrecht said thoughtfully.

"Yes, that little ghost's woman fate is ridiculously good, he actually kidnapped a Japanese schoolgirl last time." Friedrich had a look of jealousy on his face.

"I'm fed up with you two Riddlers!"

Karolina shook her head and smiled bitterly, it was not easy to communicate with the two older men, and she couldn't help but sigh how nice it would be to have a sane brother or sister who could talk to her.

Of course, this is just an extravagant hope. Just as night was about to fall, the three of them left the palace and got into the carriage and drove towards their own palace.

To the surprise of the three siblings, Adjani had been quietly following behind Carolina, and she wanted to know the identity of this interesting little girl, so she quietly left after witnessing everything.

She then intercepted a letter from Archduchess Carolina to Franz. Of course, Adjani did not have the courage to open her boss's letter privately, but from the frown on the latter's frown when she read the letter, she knew that the little girl must have made him very embarrassed.

"Adjani, you think too much, my marriage must be a political union, and it will not change because of my personal likes and dislikes."

Franz's indifferent and cold tone couldn't help but make Adjani feel a little more regretful.

"It seems that even if it is the emperor's house, there are a lot of helplessness."

In fact, Franz scoffed at this kind of talk at all, because in history, the original owner married Princess Sissi on his own initiative, and now he has the memory of later generations, how can he allow others to control his destiny for himself?

As for Karolina, the daughter of Archduke Karl, Franz had only one relationship with her, and was the most beautiful princess he had ever seen, but at this time she was only eleven years old, far from the age of marriage.

Of course, Franz's "theory of political marriage" is not entirely false.

It is normal for future monarchs to marry political in nature, either to bring political benefits to the country, to stabilize or ease relations between the two countries, or simply to obtain a legitimate heir.

At the very least, the status of the candidates who meet the above conditions must be equal, otherwise there is a high possibility that the mistakes of history will be repeated, and the scene of the entire court uniting against the queen will be staged again, and Franz's head will have to explode with pain at that time.

Not only did this aunt have no political capital, but she was also close to Franz by blood, and he did not want the tragedy of her close relatives to marry again.

(End of chapter)