Chapter 1216 The Wives of Paris (3)

  Invalides is on the opposite bank of the Seine, and Severus flew past the Louvre in just one minute.

  When his feet stepped on the ground in the Invalides, Gonsey also apparated.

   "Wait, what are you doing!" Gong Saiyi held his hands in front of Severston.

   "Get out of the way," Severus said impatiently.

   "There is such a big battle...Do you want to expose the magical world?" Gong Saiyi said helplessly.

   "Get out of the way!" Severus said every word.

   "What are you doing here?"

  Severus didn’t intend to answer Gonsai’s question, he walked straight towards the location of Napoleon’s tomb.

   said it was a tomb. In fact, it was more like a baroque-style luxurious building, with a brilliant gilded roof and sculptures on the facade. Apart from a few idle security personnel, there were basically no guards here.

  "Your wife..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Gonsey was shocked by Severus’s sight and shut his mouth.

  "Are you going to destroy Napoleon's grave?" Gong Saiyi asked anxiously.

   Snape didn't answer, he dragged his black robe, and walked up the steps.

  "You and your wife don't have other ways to contact you?" Gong Saiyi asked behind him.

   Snape stopped and took out the crystal ball again, without any reaction inside.

   "I gave her a ring." He stared at the crystal ball and said, and then he took a gold, similar to a lady's compact powder box, but instead of powder, it was something like a compass.

   "What is this?" Gonsai asked.

  Severus ignored Gonsey, he checked the direction with the compass, and the pointer was still pointing to the Louvre.

   "That Muggle!" Severus cursed, and wanted to fly away.

   "Don't go now!" Gonsai took Severus' arm. "There are Aurors everywhere!"

   "I have no time!" Severus took his hand away and was about to fly away.

   "I thought you loved Lily Potter." Gonsey said, "Am I right, Severus Snape!"

  Severus stopped.

   "Prince Eugene barely said the answer directly. If I can't guess it, I am a real fool. Are you back from the dead? Just like the Dark Lord?"

   "Someone saved me." Severus said.

   "Sit down, you are not thinking at all now." Gong Saiyi said, "We need a plan."

   "You have to sit down." Severus glanced back at Napoleon's grave "Corsican dwarf with big head."

   "He did...oh." Gong Saiyi realized halfway through saying "I thought he was dead."

   "He is dead now." Severus took out his wand "but he was alive two hundred years ago, when he was dreaming..."

  "Have you never had such a dream?" Gonsey continued Severus's words and continued, "This is a normal physiological phenomenon."

   "If I treat your wife..."

   "I don't have a wife, thank Mary, James Potter is dead early. If he knew you were thinking of his wife, how would you think he would react?"

  Severus smirked, "Open your hands and hug me, my ‘brother’."

   "You didn't pester Lili after her marriage, did you?" Gong Saiyi asked.

   "That's right."

   "Why?"

   "Because I am a real gentleman, and the guy inside, he is a villain." Severus pointed to Napoleon's grave and said, "You still treat him as a hero!"

  "God also likes the strong. The French are like this." Gonsey spreads out his hands. "Even if we receive help from others, we will consider how much we will return."

   "What do you want in return?" Severus asked.

   "I want your dagger."

   "I can scratch your throat with it now."

   "Okay, let's change the same. Is your wife a mixed-blood Veela? Does she have sisters or something?" Gong Saiyi asked.

  Severus glared at him.

   "It's normal for men to go crazy for Veeva, you are not crazy yet."

   "That's different." Severus said lowly.

   "She's already, I mean..."

   "She keeps rejecting." Severus said, "The Corsican dwarf regarded her as a fortress that must be conquered, f***."

  He suddenly cursed an international swear word, kicked an empty can that was thrown on the ground by no one, and kicked it far.

   "So, does she have any sisters?" Gonsai asked, "If you have one, introduce one to me, that's my condition."

   "No problem." Severus agreed immediately.

   "What are you doing here?" Gong Saiyi began to help him analyze it in an orderly manner.

   "Look for her body, her consciousness is now in the Tuileries Palace where we went before."

"I think you are looking in the wrong direction, brother, it is Hathor who hides her body. You can't find it in Napoleon." Gong Saiyi looked around. "There are only cannons here, and there is no way to hide people. What are you doing? Thinking of coming here to find someone?"

   "I met a man. The last time we were on an expedition in Italy." Severus said calmly, "He is a sacrifice to the **** of death."

   "What did he come here for?" Gonsai asked.

"I do not know."

   "He tricked you into this place, maybe to divert your attention." Gonsai said, "He has no plans."

   "I know it without you telling me."

  "We need to go back to the Louvre. It’s not the way it is now. I have a job and family. I don’t want to be wanted. I heard that you are a potion master. Do you have a compound decoction?"

"Have."

  "Then let's kidnap two Aurors and mix in like them, and then we will ask Hathor what he wants to do?"

   "Good idea." Severus said "Thank you."

   "Don't forget that you promised my terms." Gonsey pointed to Severus and said, "If you don't keep your promise..."

  Severus took him directly to Apparate, and Gonsey’s threat disappeared with the two of them. Only the guard who was listening to the radio noticed the movement and took a flashlight, and then went back to the sentry box.

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  Pomona stopped in front of a painting.

It was a deep-colored painting, but it felt very serene. A man in ragged clothes kneeled in front of an old man. Perhaps it was because of the protagonist. The two used high light on both of them. There were four people around, three of them were closer, and a woman was standing at the door.

   "This picture was painted by Rembrandt." Josephine walked to Pomona and said, "Do you know the story of the prodigal son turning back?"

   "I know." Pomona looked into Josephine's eyes and said, "It's a story from the Bible."

  "Can you talk to me about your feelings?" Josephine asked.

   "Forgive." Pomona said, "No matter what the son did wrong, the father will forgive."

  "It may be true for some fathers and sons, but not for some fathers and sons. What did you just say to the ambassador's wife?" Josephine asked.

   "It doesn't matter."

"My husband investigated you. He used to think you were a spy for the British." Josephine said. "But the British didn't know anything about you. You didn't have a record of being in the camera. You didn't live in a hotel. No one saw You appear in a public place, and no one has even seen you eat, as if you are a phantom, you don’t even exist."

   "You don't have to care about me, first lady."

"You are not the same as the woman he brought back from Egypt. She thought that Napoleon's warehouse belonged to her. Come and take whatever you want." Josephine opened the fan with a shudder, gracefully serving herself Fan Feng" She has been in Paris for a while, and now she is gone. He will handle the matter properly without me. He has tried his best to find you, not just in Paris, but also in Lyon and Marseille. I've been there. Recently, he always reads books before going to bed, sometimes by himself, sometimes by someone translating and reading to him. He often says "the most beautiful purple robe" before going to bed. That is Theodore. Is it a famous speech given by Queen Ra?"

   "I don't know what you are talking about." Pomona decided to pretend to be a fool. "Who is Theodora?"

  "Don't lie to me." Josephine pressed her lips tightly to avoid showing her unsightly teeth. "Are you going to take my place like that prostitute?"

"I didn't think about it that way." Pomona stared at Josephine. "Especially after seeing the way you are now, I became more determined in this idea. I am already married. If my husband knows that I am in his absence. At that time, there were scandals that humiliated him with others. I think he might not be as compassionate as the father in this painting to forgive me. I will be in the same situation as you, even if he and other women I can’t condemn him if he has overstepped the rules. Public opinion will say that I caused all of this. I can understand that the world of first ruling is so big that he can’t always be by your side, like a An ordinary husband accompanies you with joy, and a happy marriage is what every woman expects. I am a completely different person from you. I don’t have such superb social skills, I will only spend time in the dusty old paper. Becoming a Napoleon woman is more than just sitting in a carriage and driving around Paris. It is eye-catching and beautiful. I love the ordinary life. I just hope to promote the peace talks between Britain and France. The impact of the famine is expanding. You are also a person who has experienced the Great Revolution. You should know better than the ambassador’s wife just now what wicked things can be done by hunger. It will be no good for anyone to continue fighting. Men just can’t save face.”

   "Sounds so great." Josephine sneered, "Is that your excuse for approaching my husband?"

"Please be compassionate, don't be blinded by jealousy like Hera." Pomona looked at Josephine and said, "I heard that you often play the role of a'citizen couple' with the first ruling, so you haven't cared about it. Prices?"

   "What does this have to do with what we are talking about now?"

"This has something to do with everything we say." Pomona said firmly. "Learn about the suffering in the world, Josephine, you are not the only victim in this revolution. Don't be the second Marie Anto. Varnett."

   "If I can be as uncultivated as you, I can slap you now." Josephine said coldly.

   "The lady of the ambassador just asked me what I did? I didn't tell her the truth. Now I can tell you that I am a prophet."

   "Don't speak of yourself like a prophet, you are just a mad woman who kills chickens and sacrifices, talking nonsense."

   "Well, I am a lunatic, you are satisfied." Pomona said coldly, "Are you going to put me in a lunatic asylum?"

   "Do you think I dare?" Josephine stopped shaking the fan, and said fiercely, narrowing his eyes.

   "Why do you couple like to lock people up so much." Pomona said in distress, "God, what did I do wrong, you want to punish me like that?"

  "His vision is really problematic, he would actually fall in love with a fool like you."

   "You really need marriage counseling." Pomona said, "He loves you, and you love him, why can't you two go and fall in love with each other?"

  Josephine did not speak. After a while, she asked, "Do you think he still loves me?"

"Only love makes people choose to forgive. Forgiving others is also forgiving yourself, but your mistakes are really serious. You should think more about how to make up for your faults than jealous of other women." Pomona condemned." You can't just think about yourself and think about how to help him through the current difficulties."

Pomona did not hear the heart-wrenching sentiment, nor did he see Josephine suddenly realize. Instead, the people, paintings, and walls all around disappeared. Napoleon was sitting in a swan armchair, surrounded by snow white, but Judging from the outline of the building, it seems that it is still in the Louvre.

"I think it's a pity that she is not the kind of person you are talking about." Napoleon looked at a painting on the wall and said very calmly. "She prefers to play the queen. Like other Paris women, she has to do whatever she wants. Satisfy."

  Pomona looked at the colorful painting on the wall. It was Leonardo Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa.

"I think I am not really in love with her, but the phantom that I entrusted to, just like soldiers wishing me to be a belligerent monarch, so that they can fight more wars. My predicament is extremely serious. If I exceed If you don’t give them war for two years, they will kill me. Can you help me with this issue?"

  Pomona didn’t know what to say.

   "Please tell me truthfully, I don't want to listen to your flattery, please help me." Napoleon covered his face and said in pain.

   "The emperor of the East will kill those heroes." Pomona said in a difficult voice, "After the hunt is over, the bow is no longer needed."

   "What if the bow is too long to be used anymore?" Napoleon asked.

   "At that time, people from poor backgrounds like you will appear, leading the world from chaos to peace and order."

   "This is a dream, right?" Napoleon whispered, "I can only see you in a dream."

   "Yes, this is a dream. It's time for you to wake up."

   "No, I don't want to wake up." He put his head on the backrest so tired, "Read me a paragraph."

  Pomona looked at the thick stack of books on the floor next to the armchair. They were all made of parchment. It seemed that she was quite old.

  She walked over, found a book, opened it, and it was all written in Latin.

   "Did you **** this from Rome?"

   "That's right." He admitted without hesitation, "including those in the Pope's archives."

   "What a robber," she muttered.

"This is the French, who is naturally coveted by others' money. When he spends his money, he is unrestrained. If he has no money, he will robbery. After robbery, he will squander it." Napoleon smiled. "I am an Italian, and I don't care about glory so much. It's considered to have gotten together."

  "Have you ever thought about returning these books to the church." Pomona said tentatively.

"Don't be naive, they don't want these books." They turned sideways and stared into Pomona's eyes. "What they want is the human heart, soul and spirit that control the human body. This is the most precious part of human beings. It’s also useless for them to feed their shells, because they need work, farming, and medical care to feed their shells, all of which have to deal with the devil of money. Religion can bring order, but it can also imprison thoughts. When thinking is free, there will be no order. Just as Rousseau said, human wisdom is a kind of misfortune."

  Pomona looked down at the book in her hand. It was slowly oozing black liquid, which touched her hands, and she immediately threw it away.

   "That's a trap, you reminded them." Napoleon said, "But they don't listen to persuasion at all. The minority must obey the majority. This is democracy. Now they are going to suffer the consequences."

   "You are the one playing chess with Severus?"

   "I have been waiting for this game for 200 years." He sighed, "It's finally over. Stay with me, Georgiana."

"I can not……"

"You haven't eaten anything in this world, but knowledge is food for the spirit. You are the person of this world after reading these books." He stroked her cheek, just like Hathor said, it was hot "I have the church library, the French library, and the Alexandria library. I will feed you."

   "You can't do this."

   "Of course I can. There is no word impossible in my dictionary." He put his hand on her eyes. "Summer is here, how about changing into light clothes?"

   "No." She said in horror.

   "Don't worry, it was worn at the summer dance party." He whispered in her ear softly, "This social season, I will always be your dance partner."

  (End of this chapter)