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Chapter 1075: The self-taught crown prince

It seems that because of Jérôme Bonaparte's irresponsible remarks in the restaurant, Augusta's fragile heart was deeply hurt. In the next few days, Queen Augusta said to Jérôme

M. Bonaparte maintained a cold war.

Even though Jerome Bonaparte tried his best to ease the relationship, whenever Queen Augusta asked the question in the restaurant again, Jerome Bonaparte always maintained a silent attitude.

Through Jerome Bonaparte's attitude, Augusta also understood that his husband was determined to destroy the empire together.

So, on the day before the two reconciled, Augusta also made up his mind to tell Jerome Bonaparte.

If the collapse of the empire is inevitable one day, then she will face death together with Jerome Bonaparte.

This move naturally met with the opposition of Jerome Bonaparte, who immediately dissuaded Augusta and said, "Augusta, by then, you will still have to shoulder the burden of educating Friedrich!

You can't die, you have to live well!"

Augusta sneered and asked Jerome Bonaparte, "Why! Why should I have to shoulder the responsibility of educating Frederick alone?

Why should I bear the pain of losing my husband alone! You are not only the monarch of the empire, but also the father of my child and my husband!

Why can you irresponsibly die for your empire?

And I have to live responsibly in this world!"

"Augusta!" Jérôme Bonaparte frowned, calling Augusta with a more scolding tone, "How can you say such a thing! You are the queen of a country!"

"I am the emperor of the French Empire, but I am also your wife!" This was the first time in history that Augusta responded to Jerome Bonaparte with the same forceful attitude, "If one day the French Empire really

Facing misfortune, what is the meaning of my status as a queen!

By then, I will face everything together as my wife!

Jerome, I understand your love for the French Empire, but I also hope you can understand that my feelings for you are no less than your feelings for the Empire!

No matter what changes happen in the future, I will always be with you!"

At this point of love, Augusta held her hands with pure white velvet gloves and Jérôme Bonaparte's hands tightly together, with thousands of strands of love in her eyes.

Jerome Bonaparte looked at Augusta in front of him. From Augusta's eyes, he not only saw love, but also determination.

At this time, Jerome Bonaparte was convinced that if that day came, Augusta would definitely practice what she had just said.

Forgive me, Augusta!

Jérôme Bonaparte silently said "I'm sorry" to Augusta in his heart, and then said to Augusta with a helpless expression, "Oh! I really found a good wife!"

After saying that, Jerome Bonaparte gradually moved his face closer to Augusta, and Augusta also realized what Jerome Bonaparte wanted to do.

Although Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta were already an old couple, Augusta still closed her eyes shyly.

Just when Jérôme Bonaparte was about to kiss Augusta, the closed door suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a childish voice came to the ears of Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta, "Dad, what are you doing!"

Jerome Bonaparte immediately stopped the work he was about to complete, let go of Augusta's hand as if nothing had happened, then ran to Friedrich with a smile, and hugged Friedrich.

In her arms, she finished with Friedrich in a serious tone, "Dad, mom just wanted to give you another brother!"

Augusta, who was on the side, heard Jerome Bonaparte's nonsensical remarks, blushed and poked Jerome Bonaparte twice hard with his hand.

Frederic, who was held in Jerome Bonaparte's arms, nodded obediently and said, "Yes! I want a younger brother!"

Immediately, Friedrich curiously asked Jerome Bonaparte in a childlike tone, "Father, how on earth did you and mother give birth to a brother for me?

Can you give birth to a younger brother through a kiss like the one just now?"

Listening to Friedrich Bonaparte's inquiry, Jerome Bonaparte didn't know how to answer to a child under 5 years old for a while. Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to Augustus

tower.

Augusta looked helpless, and she obviously didn't want to answer this question.

"Of course a simple kiss cannot give birth to a younger brother. This requires a series of complicated operations!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Friedrich Bonaparte in an evasive manner.

"Father, can you tell me more carefully?" Friedrich asked Jérôme Bonaparte as he continued to inquire.

Jerome Bonaparte had a look of embarrassment on his face. Even when he faced thousands of troops, he was never like this today. Augusta on the side had a smile on his face, as if he wanted to see Jerome Bonaparte's joke.

Look.

Just when Jerome Bonaparte was in the most distressed situation, a second knock on the door saved Jerome Bonaparte from the fire.

Jérôme Bonaparte hurriedly shouted out of the room, "Come in!"

The door opened, and the figure of Adjutant Bourbas appeared in front of Jérôme Bonaparte and his family of three.

"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness the Prince!" Burbaski bowed to Jerome Bonaparte and others respectively.

Jérôme Bonaparte smiled and nodded to Burbaski. Friedrich was subdued by Jérôme Bonaparte's embrace and whispered in Jérôme Bonaparte's ear.

, "Dad, put me down!"

"Well!" Jerome Bonaparte put Friedrich Bonaparte down from his arms.

Friedrich Bonaparte trotted up to Burbasky, politely stretched out his hand and said to Burbasky, "Uncle Burbasky, good morning!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing the crown prince make this move, Burbasky felt flattered.

He first glanced at Jerome Bonaparte and Queen Augusta, and after receiving the acquiescence in Jerome Bonaparte's eyes, he half-crouched and said to Friedrich, "Your Highness, please call me Boulle."

Barsky will do!

You are the crown prince of the empire, and I am just your majesty’s servant!”

Friedrich shook his head and replied to Burbaski, "Father said that you are not servants of the Bonaparte family, but the most loyal friends of the Bonaparte family!

Not just you, the entire army is a friend of the Bonaparte family!

Since you are all my father’s friends, then you are my uncle!”

Frederick's reasonable answer surprised Jérôme Bonaparte, who remembered that he had not seen these things in Frederick's mind.

Jerome Bonaparte turned his gaze to Augusta, his eyes seeming to ask Augusta whether what Frederick just said came from her teachings.

Queen Augusta naturally understood what Jerome Bonaparte meant, and she shook her head slightly.

Hmm? Who could that be?

A cloud of doubt arose in Jerome Bonaparte's heart, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

Faced with Friedrich's praise, Burbaski was naturally very happy, "Your Highness, you are overly complimentary!"

"Uncle Burbasky, can you promise me one thing?" Frederick Bonaparte begged Burbasky in a childish voice.

"Frederich!" Jérôme Bonaparte yelled at Frederic when he saw this. He didn't want his adjutant to be defeated.

"Your Majesty, please don't blame His Highness!" Upon seeing this, Burbaski hurriedly stood up and bowed to Jerome Bonaparte and said, then turned his head and asked Friedrich, "Your Highness, do you have anything to ask of me?

I!"

"Uncle Burbasky, I hope you can protect my father!" Friedrich Bonaparte said to Burbasky like a little adult, "My aunt said that my father is too messy sometimes!"

Hearing Friedrich's answer, Jerome Bonaparte showed a touch of emotion in his eyes.

After hearing the Crown Prince's plea, Burbasky on the side immediately responded forcefully, "Your Highness, I am willing to use my status as a soldier to guarantee this to you!

I will definitely protect His Majesty before my heart stops beating!"

After saying that, Burbasky solemnly saluted Friedrich with a military salute.

Friedrich also returned a military salute to Burbaski with a serious face.

Although Friedrich's military salute was a bit clumsy, it was also possible to see Friedrich's respect for Burbasky.

After Friedrich and Burbasky saluted each other, Jérôme Bonaparte stepped forward and touched Friedrich's head, and said in a doting tone, "Okay! My little general, you

The study time is coming soon!”

Friedrich's little face suddenly fell. Compared to Friedrich's almost social terrorist character, his academic performance was simply unbearable.

4-year-old Frederic can be said to be a master of nine things out of ten - a master of none.

Especially in terms of language, he only learned French, coming from three national origins: German, French, and Italian (Lombard to be precise). Even though Augusta himself created an excellent German-speaking environment for him,

Friedrich's German was still broken.

Not to mention mathematics, to the point of exasperating the teacher and Augusta on a daily basis.

In order not to fall into the hell of study, Friedrich looked at Jerome Bonaparte with pitiful eyes and said coquettishly, "Father, can I take a day off! Just one day!"

Friedrich pointed a finger and looked hopefully at Jérôme Bonaparte.

"certainly!"

Jerome Bonaparte paused, and Frederick's expression immediately became animated.

However, Jérôme Bonaparte’s next words directly brought Friedrich back to his autistic state, “Of course not!

You are at a critical moment now, how can you just relax!"

Later, Jerome Bonaparte pulled Frederick to Augusta and told Augusta to be optimistic about Frederick!

Friedrich took Augusta's hand and left the room as if disappointed.

Before leaving, Frederick did not forget to look at Jerome Bonaparte with a complaining look, as if he were looking at a heinous criminal.

Watching Friedrich leave Beijing, Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help laughing.

After the laughter ended, he asked Burbasky again, "Burbasky, what do you want to report to me?"

"Your Majesty, the guests you invited have arrived!"


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