Of course, Agron was not aware of the Treville couple's quarrel. In fact, he had been looking at Agnes with great interest, admiring her changing expressions.
First he was shocked, then nervous, then confused, and finally became overwhelmed and confused.
Although Agnes was not interested in political matters at all, she also knew General Treville's position. After confirming the identity of the young man in front of her, she immediately thought that Edgar and his party had specially come here.
The true purpose of the farm.
No wonder... no wonder... her mind suddenly became clear, because everything was explained.
Agnes finally understood why her sister's behavior that night was so abnormal and her expression was so strange.
Now, it's her turn to be in trouble again - how should I treat this guy?
It seems that her sister and brother-in-law have become his supporters, so theoretically they regard themselves as his subjects, but Agnes has no way to regard this young man as her "Your Majesty" all of a sudden.
After all, she was born in a traditional exiled aristocratic family. All she heard growing up was the contempt and curses towards Napoleon. Alice could change her stance just because she got married and changed her surname, but it was really difficult for her to change her position all of a sudden.
thinking.
However, it seems that it is impossible to offend him - that will only make things difficult for my sister and brother-in-law.
So what should we do?
Agnes, who had never encountered a similar problem before, subconsciously looked to her sister to ask for help, but she didn't seem to get any answer.
"You must be in trouble, don't know how to treat me?" Seeing her confused look, Aigron couldn't help laughing.
"Yes, it is indeed quite annoying." Agnes admitted honestly, and then simply asked him, "You...how should I call you?"
"If you feel embarrassed, just continue to call me Mr. Memmingen. After all, I have never said that I am another person in front of you. If you want, you can continue to pretend that nothing has happened. I am still the same person."
Franz Memmingen—I quite like this name anyway.”
"You are really easy-going... That's great." Agnes breathed a sigh of relief obviously. "Then I will continue to call you Mr. Memmingen!"
"This has nothing to do with being easy-going, it's just reality." Aigron still smiled and replied, "I don't have an inch of territory in my hands now, and the so-called throne only exists in my mouth. It doesn't matter if my supporters are happy to call me Your Majesty, but
It would be ridiculous to force people who are not my supporters to call me Your Majesty."
Then, his smile became serious again, "Of course, if I come to France one day, I will never tolerate anyone being disrespectful to me. At that time, you will have to call me your majesty even if you don't want to."
Agnes felt the strong confidence in the young man.
Strangely enough, words that seemed ridiculous when spoken by others were inexplicably persuasive and contagious when spoken by him.
So how should we face it?
Logically speaking, it is impossible for her family to want to see the Bonaparte family regain the throne, but now that her sister has boarded a pirate ship, she does not want to see her sister suffer from this.
"Agnes, don't be nervous. I promised your sister that I will never forcibly involve you in my restoration project." Agnes comforted her again, "So, you don't have to worry about how you should face it.
As for the distress, none of this involves you. You were just traveling with your sister and met a stranger. From now on, you can continue to live as you did in the past. Nothing happened and nothing will change."
"Alice... is too considerate of me..." Agnes lowered her head in emotion, and then she complained softly, "But Alice is too stupid. Since she has already been involved, what can I do?"
Maybe stay out of it? I have to protect Alice."
"Huh?" Aigron didn't react for a moment.
Under his stunned gaze, Agnes raised her head and looked at her.
Her eyes were very firm, as if she had made some determination.
"Mr. Memmingen - please forgive me, I still can't call you Your Majesty, so I'll continue to use this title. I have no biological relationship with you, nor do I have any intersection of interests, so I don't have any loyalty.
For your reasons... However, Alice's reason is enough for me. If she chooses the Empire, then I will also be happy to vote for the Empire."
"Uh..." Aigron was even more shocked. He didn't expect that things would develop like this.
"I will not take the initiative to do anything for you, but if my sister encounters any danger, I will step forward to protect her. I know that this is definitely a dangerous subversive activity. The Wang family will never tolerate rebellion...
In addition, if my sister wants me to do something for you, then I will consider it. I trust my sister’s judgment, and since she supports you, I also believe it is reasonable."
The love between sisters is really deep...Aigron probably understands.
In other words, between her sister Alice and the family, Agnes still chose to side with her sister - just as she supported her sister's marriage into the Treville family.
He didn't know what to say now, so in the end he could only smile and nod. "Thank you."
"Mr. Memmingen, you don't need to thank me, I'm just following my own wishes." Agnes still emphasized the title while looking at the young man stubbornly, "Also, I hope that one day we can really decide the winner.
"
After saying that, she lifted her skirt, bowed her knees and saluted Aiglon, then opened her umbrella and turned around to leave.
Looking at her retreating back, Aigron only felt a sense of respect in his heart.
"If your father and brothers are not stubbornly enemies of me, I will try my best to tolerate them." Finally, he took the initiative to make a promise, "I sincerely wish you all the best in the future."
After hearing this promise, Agnes suddenly turned her head, then laughed happily, and then blinked her right eye.
"Thank you, then I'll feel relieved!"
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In the afternoon, Aigron ended his duel with Agnes and returned to the farmhouse.
Although his body was quite tired, his mood was quite happy.
Chanel immediately walked to his side and glanced at his body worriedly, lest there be any scratches on his body. She didn't relax until she confirmed that he was safe and sound.
"Your Majesty, have you won?"
"It's a tie," Aigron replied with a smile, "Agnes is quite powerful."
Chanel's expression suddenly darkened.
"Your Majesty, you should pay more attention in the future. How can you personally hold a sword and fight against others? You have such a arduous mission on your shoulders, and you cannot allow yourself to be exposed to risks for no reason."
"Okay, I know, Chanel." Aigron nodded. "I'm just having some fun today."
Chanel wanted to say something more, but at this time the silence of the farm was broken by the neighing of several horses.
Chanel's expression suddenly changed.
"Don't move here!" she warned, and then immediately ran out to observe the situation.
Aiglon was also a little nervous immediately. After all, this place is located in a remote place and usually no visitors come.
Fortunately, after a while, Chanel came back and her expression relaxed.
"Your Majesty, it is Queen Ortense who is visiting! His Royal Highness the Prince is also here."
She said to Aiglon happily.
"Really? That's great." Aigron also became happy.
The visit of the mother and her son Ottens, on the one hand, allowed him to see his aunt again after a long absence; but more importantly, it meant that after two months of hiding, Queen Ottens had judged the Swiss official
I no longer feel nervous about the whereabouts of Duke Lechstadt.
In other words...everything has finally calmed down.
His next ambitious plan can also continue to be implemented.
With a little excitement, he and Chanel came to the living room of the farmhouse together.
Queen Ortense was already waiting there, and her two sons were sitting next to her.
She had obviously dressed up carefully today, wearing a dress and earrings. Although the traces of time could clearly be seen, she still looked graceful and luxurious.
After seeing the young man, she stood up and looked at him carefully.
"Aiglon, you look good." Then she laughed happily.
"You are as beautiful as before." Aigron complimented, then walked forward and hugged his aunt warmly, "I'm glad to see you again. You are so radiant today!"
"This is for you, child," Queen Hortons replied with a smile.
"Huh?" Aigron was a little surprised.
"Aiglon, do you know what day tomorrow is?" Queen Hortense asked again.
Aigron looked at the calendar next to him.
Today is shown as March 19th.
So obviously, tomorrow is March 20th.
Wait...he suddenly understood.
"Tomorrow is my birthday?"
"Yes, silly child, it seems that you are so bored here that you have even forgotten this!" Queen Otangs couldn't help laughing and teasing.
Only in the daze did the young man realize that tomorrow is March 20, which is the day he was born.
On this day in 1811, his mother Louisa brought him into the world. Emperor Napoleon's uncle Cardinal Fish personally baptized him. The city of Paris fired a 100-gun salute to celebrate the arrival of the heir to the empire.
On that day, it seemed that the whole of France was rejoicing for the continuation of the imperial heir. Who could have imagined that in just three years, the empire would be reduced to ruins? There is nothing more fickle than fate.
Since coming to Austria, the Austrian court has never been able to hold a public birthday celebration for him, and he himself has no interest in celebrating on his own initiative, so every time he has a birthday, people around him just celebrate it hastily.
In the end, it was Ortense who reminded him that he finally remembered.
"Congratulations in advance, Your Majesty." While he was still dazed, Queen Otangs spoke again with a smile. "I came here to visit you specifically today just to celebrate with you tomorrow. I think you should be willing to give me
Is this an honor?"
"Of course! Thank you, Her Majesty the Queen." Aigron was happy and touched, and quickly thanked her.
"Well, while there is still time, let's decorate and prepare for our Majesty's birthday celebration." Queen Otangs patted the young man on the back of the head, "I brought you the materials specially, and we will do it tonight.
You can ask my maid to make the cake, and you can trust her craftsmanship, which will definitely satisfy you."
"Okay, thank you." Aigron nodded repeatedly, "As long as you have your heart, I think the cake will be very delicious."
Not only Aiglon, but also Chanel next to him was extremely moved.
"Your Majesty, I am so ashamed that I was not prepared in advance for such an important day... I beg you to allow me to be your maid's helper and let me make up for my mistakes. I will definitely keep this great event in mind in the future.
These days will never be forgotten for a moment.”
"Oh, don't make it so serious. It's just a trivial matter. If you want to help, just come and help." Queen Ortense agreed to her request in a reasonable manner.
Aigron's heart was filled with emotion.
He received more help and kindness from Queen Hortense than he originally expected.
So in his opinion, Queen Ortense has proven her loyalty to the family and to him.
He will repay her later.
When the empire still existed, his birthday was an important day every year. The palace would hold a grand celebration ceremony, and everyone would praise God for the birth of the Roman king.
Now, his birthday party can only be held in an obscure small farm in Switzerland, and only a few people will be present.
But, so what?
One day he will find those grand scenes again.
"In that case, let's make more cakes. We have other guests, so we can invite them together." He suddenly remembered something.
"Other guests?" Queen Ortense was obviously surprised.
"Yes, the heir of the Treville family is also here." Aigron nodded, and then briefly told Queen Otis about the Edgars.
"General Treville, I have met him. He is a very handsome and masculine soldier." Queen Otangs's eyes were filled with nostalgia, obviously thinking of the glorious past, "It's really not like that."
To think that he still maintains his loyalty to the Bonaparte family... This is so rare and worthy of encouragement."
"I think so too." Aigron smiled, and then looked at Chanel, "Chanel, please go and inform Mr. and Mrs. Edgar for me. I solemnly invite them and Miss Agnes to join me tomorrow.
birthday party.”
"Okay, Your Majesty." Chanel agreed immediately.
But in her heart, she felt a little hesitant about His Majesty's attitude.
His Majesty's name and attitude towards the young lady were very kind, but she did not want to see things develop like this.
In her opinion, since the master is destined to become the emperor of the empire, his marriage should also follow the emperor's standards and marry the princess of a big country - just like his parents.
Although Agnes was born into a noble family, she was still far from meeting this standard. In Chanel's opinion, she was by no means an ideal candidate for the queen.
If she had to choose, she would rather have the princess in Vienna as her mistress.
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Of course, she could only keep these thoughts deep in her heart.