At dusk, Egron returned to Schonbrunn Palace with Grand Duke Carl and ended the day's journey.

It can be seen that Grand Duke Carl intends to give him fame in Austria, eliminate their resistance, and make the Austrians accustomed to the idea of ​​"Napoleon's son serving Austria in the future."

His purpose, of course, is also for Theresa - from his position, he hopes that if the marriage comes true, the son-in-law will have a future, rather than hiding in the deep palace in obscurity.

However, even so, Egron was still very grateful to the Grand Duke for his help. He not only endorsed himself with his prestige, forcing the veterans to pay tribute to him, but also gave him a lot of teachings.

These teachings are straightforward but also ingenious. They are his experiences. Egron has never experienced anyone treating him like this before.

Unfortunately, this was fate, otherwise it might be good to be his son-in-law - on the way back, he thought to himself secretly.

When Egron returned to his residence, he found that his guardian, Earl Dietrichstein, was waiting there.

After seeing him, the count looked him from beginning to end, as if he was evaluating his performance today.

"You look a little drunk." He whispered after a moment.

Of course, Egron knew what he was now - in order to cope with the atmosphere, he drank several times more wine than usual, and he was still blushing until now.

"Don't worry about me, I can still hold on." Aegron replied, "It's worth drinking so much today."

"It seems that you are going well." The Count nodded comfortably, "Grand Duke Carl is indeed a sincere person! It's admirable."

After a pause, he added, "Now you know why we insist on promoting this engagement for you, right? This is really great for you. With the prestige of the Grand Duke, as long as he is willing to pave the way for you, it won't take long for the whole country to accept you, and then you can display your talents again."

Aegron did not answer, he knew that the other party's words were right.

"Although His Highness Theresa is a little childish temper, she is just a little girl after all. As long as you are willing to let go of your temperament and cater to it for a little, she will probably realize that she has no better candidate than you." The Earl continued to advise, "In order to make a fortune, it is not shameful to be wronged for a while. Don't forget that Henry IV's emperor once confessed in the snow and prayed for the Pope's forgiveness."

"Sir, don't worry, I know how to act best for my needs." Aegron smiled, "Do you have anything else to report to me?"

"One more thing." The Count lowered his voice. "According to the news from the French ambassador Earl Taylor Wynn, the French king has received your handwritten letter, and he is quite satisfied with your sanity and modesty. He believes that if you are really willing to not interfere with French affairs, he can pay you a compensation."

"No, no need." Aegron subconsciously shook his head and refused. "I took the initiative to put the welfare of the French people first and did not ask him for anything. I did not sell myself to the Orleans family, and of course I would not sell it to the Bourbons family. I cannot accept any gifts from him, otherwise I will lose my principles."

"You...you still can't let go of it?" the count hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.

"No, I mean I don't want to sell my supporters, and I can't sell them to anyone." Eggron answered firmly, "Although I have never seen them, I know I owe them love, they love me and hope to me, but I have no ability to respond to them. Then the only thing I can do is to stop betraying their beliefs - although I can't be their king, I can at least stand with them spiritually. Sir, I will consider your advice carefully, but I will never give in on this principle issue, I am sorry."

The Count pondered for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly, "Okay, I will bring your reply to Mr. Ambassador. Your Highness, you have the pride that the prince deserves, which is great, but I urge you to notice once again that your career and your future are in the Austrian Empire... Don't be tied by meaningless feelings."

"I will notice, thank you." Egron replied, "So do you have any instructions?"

"You have grown up, and I don't need to instruct you any more. I can only provide advice and you can judge how to choose." The Count smiled bitterly, "I just hope that I can see you become a pillar of the empire with my own eyes, proving that my hard work has not been in vain."

After saying that, he stood up and took a break to Egron.

Seeing the count's disappointed look, Egron suddenly felt a little guilty.

And it is obvious that the Count is doubting that he is not passionate about his future in the Austrian Empire.

In order to dispel his doubts, Egron stopped him.

"Wait, sir, I have one more thing to ask you... Can you act as a messenger for me again?"

"Of course." The Count was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Who do you want me to send a letter to? Is the French ambassador?"

"No." Aegron shook his head and denied, "It's Princess Teresa. We had a great time talking together last time. She suggested that she wanted to see what I wrote, so I recently sorted out my manuscript and sent it to her. I hope she can like this gift."

Egron's words made the count feel energetic. He finally saw his little master doing this actively.

This also proves that His Highness is indeed listening to his own advice and planning for his future in Austria.

"It's great that you can take the initiative to get closer to her." He laughed, "Your Highness, I will definitely deliver it to you, and I believe she will be very happy."

"I hope so..." Aegron shrugged. "You wait a moment."

Then he returned to his room and began to organize the script.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Chanel couldn't help asking.

"Princess Teresa has asked me before and wanted to see what I wrote, so I'll send her a copy," Egron replied.

"Do you want to give it to that high prince to see..." Chanel was a little surprised at first, but his expression was a little complicated. "I really didn't expect that she had such a hobby."

Then, she quickly cheered up, "But your Highness, you seem to have forgotten one very important thing."

"What's the matter?" Aegron asked.

"Your Highness... I recorded and copied these manuscripts. After reading them, she would definitely find that the handwriting was wrong... Will she have any objections?" Chanel asked carefully.

"Ah, this is indeed a problem." Aegron suddenly realized, "It seems that I have drunk too much today and I have forgotten this..."

Then, he thought for a moment, and then made a decision, "It's okay, I posted a note on the manuscript and told her that I couldn't overwork my hands, so I asked you to record it for me. Since His Highness Sophie can accept this reason, I don't think she would care about it."

While speaking, he found a piece of paper, wrote his reasons on it in a hurry, and then put the manuscript and note in a bag.

"What if... what if... your Highness really cares about this?" Chanel was still a little doubtful.

"She doesn't know. You haven't had any contact with her, so I don't know that she is a very good-tempered and generous person. After she makes His Majesty angry, she will carry a lot of luggage by herself in order not to implicate others when she leaves." Aegron replied without thinking, "If she loses her temper for this little thing, how about I lift her upside down and swing on the swing?"

"Hahaha... you're so overdoing." Chanel was so amused by the master's joke.

Then, she no longer minded, but helped Egron organize it together.

Not long after, Egron walked back to the count with a bag. "Okay, sir, this is my gift to Princess Theresa. You can send it to me as soon as possible."

"I'll send it to you today, so that you will be so attentive." The Count immediately agreed and took the bag. "Your Highness... I was there when you danced with her. When I watched that scene, I really felt that you and her were so compatible. I really hope to see the day when you and her got married soon--"

The Count paused and asked in a low voice, "If there really is one day, can I be your witness?"

"Let's talk about it at that time." Aegron could only respond with a smile and vague response, and then watched the Count leave.

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Just as Egron was still talking to his guardian, in a manor far away in the outskirts of Vienna, the other party was performing a similar scene.

Princess Teresa sat on the balcony on the second floor of the mansion, facing the sunset while looking at the book in her hand.

There was silence around her until it was interrupted by the dense sound of horse hooves.

Teresa put down the book in her hand, then looked down and found that it was her father's carriage.

So she turned around and walked down the balcony, then went to the first floor to greet her father.

"Dad, you are finally back." After coming to the living room, she respectfully saluted her father, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not because of you that I work so hard, running around." The father complained in a low voice, and then gave a kind hug with his daughter. "Let me take a rest."

Then he sat on the rocking chair next to the fireplace and began to close his eyes and rest.

Looking at his father's tired look, Teresa suddenly felt a little guilty. Her father was already old, but she ran back and forth for a few words of her.

"I'm sorry, dad." She apologized, walked to the back of the rocking chair and reached out to rub her father's shoulders. "I really feel sorry for you so much..."

"At your age, I always work hard for this. I don't want to apologize for this kid or that kid?" Grand Duke Carl closed his eyes and replied gently, "In comparison, that kid is not much better. I stopped until he was almost drunk..."

"Why are you trying to trouble people like this?" Teresa stopped and whispered to her father.

"Isn't it natural for me to let him pay a little price?" Grand Duke Carl replied with a smile, "Besides, if he doesn't show enough sincerity, those veterans will not be convinced."

"So, he's doing well?" Teresa started rubbing her shoulders again.

"By pass," Grand Duke Carl answered honestly, "He is calm and able to endure hardships. He is also good at adapting to changes, and is very eloquent, and at least he can handle the scene. If this is the case in the future, I think the Austrians will soon accept the existence of this prince... By the way, he also mentioned you."

As expected.

"Hmm?" Theresa pretended to be curious. "What did you say about me?"

Grand Duke Carl coughed dryly and cleared his throat.

Then, he deliberately recited it.

"Tresa is a very cute girl. Even if she ignores her identity, she is very cute. She has a compassionate and considerate heart and pays attention to the feelings of others. This is especially rare... I think it is one of the greatest luck in my life to be able to meet her..."

While repeating the story, Grand Duke Carl laughed, "I'm embarrassed to hear it. You have been by my side since you were a child. Why didn't I find that you have so many advantages?"

"Stop talking!" Theresa suddenly felt a little hot on her face, and she pinched her father's shoulder heavily to stop him.

Although he knew that he could only pick up good words on that occasion, when she heard her father's retelling, she still couldn't help feeling happy.

It’s a pity that I can’t see him biting the bullet and complimenting himself.

But it doesn't matter, there will definitely be opportunities in the future.

It seems that the plan has been successful... This is a good step, and the Austrians will accept it all.

The girl held her father's shoulders with a pleasant smile, and she was very grateful to her father for her hard work.

"Dad, thank you."

"What do you thank me? Isn't it natural for my father to plan for his daughter?" Grand Duke Carl turned around and looked at his daughter's hand.

It is slender and white and translucent, like exquisite ceramics. This is a real treasure, and it is formed little by little by little by little.

"What a pity, one day, these hands will eventually be pressed on someone else's shoulders." He sighed, "I hope God bless you and don't let you encounter any disaster."

"I won't, dad." Teresa lowered her head and kissed her father's wrinkled forehead, "I will love you forever."

After a long time of intimate interaction between the father and daughter, Grand Duke Carl, who had recovered his energy, began to have dinner with his family.

And just after dinner, a messenger came to the manor and handed a bag to the manor's housekeeper - of course, this was the gift from Duke Lechstet to Princess Teresa.

Amid the family's cramped laughter, Teresa accepted the gift with a slightly blushing face, and then she returned to her bedroom and opened the bag.
To be continued...