Chapter 1222 The Women of Paris (9)

  After nightfall, St. Luke’s Palace is brightly lit, and there are many carriages pulling building materials in and out.

  Its scale is actually not smaller than Versailles, but it is not as famous as Versailles. After the Revolution, the Palace of Versailles has become synonymous with corruption and has been abandoned after looting.

  St. Luke was also robbed, but now it is a palace in use, it is being rebuilt, and the building materials are used to repair and decorate.

  A team of cavalry wears cloak-style jackets with a green background and red borders, riding Arabian horses, a Muluk sword with a hip horse, and a bearskin hat on their heads. They are patrolling vigorously, as if it was day instead of night.

  These soldiers are the "favored" guards of the Emperor of France in the future. They are elites selected from the cavalry hunters.

  If Versailles is like a dignified and respectful lady, then St. Luke’s Palace, as a royal resort, does not have the solemn atmosphere, looks relaxed and charming, and is a very suitable place for mistresses to live.

But such a place is the seat of the Senate, the House of Five Hundreds and the Army Staff. It is located on the outskirts of Paris. Unlike the Tuileries Palace, where there is only one training place for equestrianism, it has a very spacious venue, which is enough. Set up formation training for infantry and cavalry.

  St. Luke’s Palace is not only their camp, but also the place they defend. Even when the first ruling is absent, St. Luke’s Palace is also the center of intelligence, combat planning, communications, and military postal services.

  It’s not easy to break into such a heavily guarded place. What's more, there are the secret police and the scavengers hired from the United States. They are mixed among these soldiers and it is impossible to distinguish them.

   Severus took out his pocket watch, but it stopped at 4:25 in the morning, no matter which needle it was.

  He put away his pocket watch, used a phantom spell on himself, and then sneaked in the shadows.

  He is looking for someone who is alone and "borrowing" his clothes.

Pippi ghosts also have a hat. These ghosts who don’t know they are dead should also be able to wear them. It’s just that the compound decoction is probably useless here. Hair is also part of the “material”. These ghosts do not have them, even though they don’t matter. The complexion and complexion looked more like a living person than the pale Severus.

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  Following Maria, Miss "Georgiana" has a new maid, Leah. I am afraid that no one in St. Luke's Palace has any reaction to a dead person except her.

  The first time she saluted Miss "Georgiana", she was full of horror, as if she felt her life was in danger.

Napoleon had two servants. One was French. He was wearing trousers and silk stockings, similar to the nobles of the old age. The other was dressed as a Turkic man with a Mamluk sword on his waist. He was beautiful and tall, just cold. Yes, he doesn't like to talk.

  They are sorting Napoleon’s luggage. As a person who wanders outside all the year round, his luggage is really not much, at least much less than Ross’s luggage on the Titanic in the movie.

The clothes box is placed in the bedroom, and the books he recently read are placed in the small conference room outside the bedroom. There is a red velvet lounge chair, the kind that the psychologist asked him to lie down when he was seeing a patient. There is no desk. , But there is a small gilded round table where you can drink afternoon tea.

Severus is reluctant to live in the wooden house where he lived when he was a little bit of social status. Going back to Spider's End is also because of work needs. Only women will stupidly live in aristocratic suites instead of living in civilians for love. A place to "experience life".

  The creators of Rome are two baby boys raised by wolves. It is very difficult for them to remember the human emotion of gratitude. This is the case with the wolf society.

  If Napoleon divorced Josephine in this way, it would inevitably make her feel chill. Is it false that he forgave her? Acting for the world to see?

   "Oh, so you are here." Napoleon's sister, Polina suddenly appeared.

  Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes are silky, and she looks...

   "I'll help you, where do you want to put Napoleon's clothes?" Polina asked.

   "The cabinet." Pomona trembling, pointed to the cabinet where the clothes are best.

Polina opened the ivory white cabinet door.

   "Why do you order such clothes?" Polina said in a fuss.

   "I don't need that much." Pomona said flatly.

"It doesn't matter, I have to buy a new one anyway." Polina walked to the door between the small meeting room and the bedroom and closed it. "Don't worry about what he tells you, don't let him get what he wants tonight. He is this character."

  Pomona felt that a thunderstorm had occurred in her mind, and she almost fainted.

   "How many men have you dated?" Polina asked as she opened the suitcase.

   "1."

   "Just one?" Polina held a blue colonel uniform in her hand.

   "Should I be ashamed or proud?" Pomona rolled her eyes.

"Then you probably haven't experienced it, how good at begging men to achieve their goals, and how many promises they can't fulfill." Polina put the uniform in the cabinet, and Pomona hung beside it. In her white pajamas, the visual impact left her mind blank.

  Look, you slut, you have such a shameful thought in your mind.

  This is the only thing she can think of in her mind.

  She quickly took out her nightdress, her cheeks flushed.

   Polina looked at her up and down with the same eyes as Napoleon.

   "What are you doing?" An old professor was irritated by a 20-year-old girl.

"You are British, and we are in peace talks with Britain. Do you now understand the purpose of Napoleon's move to you?" Polina said in a sophisticated tone. "I hope you can take this opportunity to squeeze that old woman down. , But Napoleon has a deep feeling for her, the more he can't get, the more he will put his mind on you, so don't let your ears soften and listen to his rhetoric."

  "What can I do? Get him to sleep outside?"

   "You dare to catch the first ruling couch, you are so bold." Polina said with a laugh, like a cat playing with a mouse.

   "Then what do you say?" Pomona roared in anger.

   "That's your problem." Polina said irresponsibly, and started packing Napoleon's luggage again.

  According to historical records, Napoleon’s feelings seem to be quite simple, and it is hard to see that he also has this side.

  But Napoleon didn’t understand women anymore. He was also a victorious general. He compared fighters with women. Although he seemed to have a less angular face, he had an ambition.

  Modern Hannibal, God of War, Napoleon, how many women are not fascinated by his "heroic deeds"?

   Even if you are not fascinated by this, the feeling of being in the limelight is enough to be intoxicated. Otherwise, it is difficult to stay awake if you don't indulge in this dazzling. After all, the bustling Paris is not the icy Scotland.

  Albus retreated to Hogwarts after defeating Grindelwald. He saw through many things, but there were also things he couldn't see. Power is one of them.

  The Queen Regent is a very dazzling title, but Pomona thinks she might not be suitable.

  This is a decoy. In addition to his excellent military command, Napoleon is also good at speech. Unlike his crappy love poems, it seems that there is nothing but kisses.

  When he is not angry or accusing people, his eyes are charming and deep, just like just now, it reminded her of deer animals.

   "You told him that you told me about the rumors?" Pomona asked.

   "I don't need to say it at all. Now it's spreading in the streets and alleys." Polina said, "Napoleon takes this matter very seriously. You have to be careful about this topic."

  ‘You can’t control other people’s tongues, and you can’t control other people’s thoughts. Why do you care about me? ’

  Pomona remembered what he had just said. This is a pun, which can only be understood after careful reading.

  She sighed, not knowing what to worry about, whether it was the turbulent situation, or how to spend the night tonight.

   "I hate you, Hathor." Pomona muttered, and put the nightdress in the cabinet next door.

  Large room means more wardrobes, and besides the size of the bed, she thinks she lives in a tent.

  Sleeping in a dream, will Napoleon wake up?

  She was really curious.

  (End of this chapter)