"It's a pity, it's over so soon... This drama is pretty good." Her Royal Highness sighed, as if she was reluctant to end the drama.

She adjusted her mood and finally returned to her usual demeanor, if she ignored the two holding hands.

"Yeah, it's pretty good-looking." Aigron agreed casually.

In fact, he has never cared about the performance on the stage at all, or in other words, he is not in the mood to pay attention to any stage at all.

Another moment of silence.

"So, it's time for you to let go, Eggron." Princess Sophie signaled the boy with her eyes, "The time is coming, we can't just go out like this?"

"Okay, Your Highness." Aigron nodded.

Although he was unwilling, he understood Her Royal Highness's embarrassment, so he obediently let go.

Princess Sophie, who was finally relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and then gestured to Aigron. "Okay, let's go, it's time to go home."

"It's not home, it's just where I live." But Egron didn't take a step immediately, but replied coldly and dejectedly, "There, Miss Sophia-Memmingen will turn back into Her Royal Highness Princess Sophie again." Now...Cinderella puts on the glass slipper and turns into a princess, but my princess can only wear the crystal slipper occasionally to turn into Cinderella."

"Don't be silly, I'm the same everywhere." Princess Sophie shook her head, "Even there, I'm still taking care of you."

"But, the prince only wants Cinderella, not the princess." Aegron replied stubbornly.

Princess Sophie understood the meaning, and she smiled helplessly.

"But, don't worry, Cinderella doesn't want to be an ignorant and silly girl this time. She learns from the witch, and sooner or later she will hold the wand of power. At that time, she can be a princess and Cinderella, Your Highness Whatever you want, Cinderella can give it to him with a flick of his magic wand... Aegron, isn't it wonderful that the story ends like this?"

Yes, if this is the ending, everything seems so wonderful, as if in a fairyland.

However, it is this "sooner or later", damn sooner or later, that decides everything!

An uncontrollable anger surged into Egron's heart.

Of course, this anger is not aimed at his Cinderella, but the teasing and helplessness that history has made of the King of Rome and himself.

You know, the old Emperor Franz lived for another ten years, and after his death, the sick and mentally retarded Prince Ferdinand who seemed to die at any time was the emperor for more than ten years, a full 22 Years later, Cinderella forcibly forced the emperor to abdicate, and then ordered her husband not to succeed, and gave the throne of the Habsburg family to her son. In the end, she truly became the empress dowager and mastered the magic wand of imperial power.

In history, the King of Rome and Princess Sophie were also extremely close. Maybe he died suddenly in unwillingness and pain with the expectation of Cinderella getting a fairytale ending together.

A fairy tale is just a fairy tale after all, and reality can always crush it.

Even if he can avoid diseases and accidents, he will not be able to pay the price of waiting 22 years to usher in a fairy tale after living for decades.It might have been driven insane.

Therefore, no matter how beautiful it looked, he couldn't make this choice.

So... instead of waiting for the witch to slowly grant the magic wand to Cinderella, it is better for him to fight hard, snatch the magic wand from the witch, and use it according to his own mind. He can't get anything by just being patient, see No matter how beautiful the fairy tale looks, it is just a mirage.

Yes, that's the only way to go.

Destiny can only be in your own hands. If it is taken away by others, then find a way to get it back.It's worth any price you pay for it.

Only by regaining the control over his own destiny, then he can dignifiedly find Cinderella who is waiting for him.

In the rush of madness, the originally aching sense of guilt in the boy's heart gave way to passion, and he once again ignited a raging fire in his heart.

"Aigron, what's the matter with you?" Seeing the boy still in a daze, Princess Sophie couldn't help urging him, "Let's go, if it's later, there really isn't enough time."

"Sister Sophia." The young man suddenly raised his head, "I remember what you said just now."

"What did I say?" Princess Sophie blinked, not understanding what happened to him.

"You said that this small world is our world, the world of Sofia Memmingen and Franz Memmingen - so, before you take a step here, you are still Sophia Memmingen root." Aigron looked at Her Royal Highness quietly with a serious expression.

"That's true." Princess Sophie nodded. "What's wrong……!"

While she was talking, she clearly noticed that the young man was moving towards her, and she instinctively felt the danger.

"I want Sophia Memmingen to be my Cinderella." Aegron replied indifferently. "Even if it's only here."

Although the tone was flat, it was extremely determined.

Facing his willpower, Sophie suddenly panicked.

Then she was shocked to find that the young man took a step forward.

"Hi!" she let out a small exclamation.

But in terms of skill, how could she be able to defeat the young man who has studied swordsmanship since childhood?

In the midst of her small exclamation, she hugged her in her arms.

"What are you doing?!" she asked anxiously.

"Just hug for a while. The magic power given by the fairy will disappear after twelve o'clock, right? At least it still has the effect." Aegron replied, "Don't worry, I will never do anything rough to you , I just want to hug you."

"You... you are really..." Her Royal Highness was ashamed and annoyed, but after a while, she sighed softly, "Hey... only for a while, I really don't have time."  

48, trouble

"Hey... only for a while. I really don't have time."

Princess Sophie's tolerance moved Aigron even more.

Although His Highness not only helped him so much, but also compromised with him time and time again, tolerant of his willful demands, how precious is this kind of sincerity.

He kept his promise, and after a short hug, he let go of his embrace.

"Well, Cinderella can turn back into a princess." Then, he shrugged regretfully, "I look forward to the next time the fairy waved her wand and brought me another dream."

"It won't be long, Your Highness." Perhaps to comfort the young man, Her Highness replied in a very gentle tone, "Isn't the value of fairies just to satisfy people's wishes?"

There was an elegant smile on her face, and the anger just now seemed to have dissipated, or in other words - she must have never been angry at all.

The two walked out of the box, and under the guidance of the guards, they walked out of the theater among the crowd, then walked to the street in the distance, stepped into the carriage again, and started their way back to the palace.

The moonlight shines through the car window, pasting the shadows of the buildings on the road to the inner wall of the carriage. Sitting in the carriage, Aigron, with the help of the cold light, remembers the street outside with his heart.

"I'm sleepy, wake me up when you get there." At this moment, Princess Sophie yawned, and then ordered Aigron, "Sit down and don't move."

Then, she lowered her neck, leaned on the young man's shoulder, and soon fell asleep.

With her movements, her hair also poured down, swaying gently on the young man's chest, and also touched the young man's heartstrings.

Eggron sat perfectly still at her command, the last time he remembered he had asked her to do so.

And this time, without waiting for him to say anything, Her Highness the Princess did it again very naturally.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at her peaceful sleeping face.

Maybe everything is not so difficult.he thought.

The carriage galloped towards the palace in the outer suburbs, bringing the young man back from his dream to reality.

After returning to Schönbrunn Palace, with a slight disappointment, he bid farewell to Princess Sophie, returned to his residence, washed up hastily, and fell into a sleepy sleep.

When he awoke in the morning, his guardian, Count Dietrichstein, was looking for him. .

"Good morning, sir." Eggron greeted the other party immediately regardless of the tiredness of getting up early.

"Good morning, Your Highness." The earl saluted meticulously, and then cut straight to the point, "I have a piece of news for you."

Seeing the Earl's serious expression, Aigron couldn't help feeling ominous.

However, he maintained his composure and nodded.

"Please speak."

"Your performance at Grand Duke Karl's birthday banquet has aroused the curiosity and doubts of many people. In the past two days, people have been asking me for information, including Austrians and foreigners." The earl replied in a low voice. "Of course, the French are the most nervous. The people in the embassy are desperately trying to figure out how the court plans to arrange you."

"The royal family of Bourbon has no reason to be afraid of me?" Eggron replied coldly, "After all, I don't have a single soldier in my hand."

"When your father landed in France from the island of Elba, he also didn't have a single soldier in his hands." The earl pointed out calmly, "It's enough for them to have nightmares if this surname shines again on the European stage."

"Then I should thank them, thanks to them looking up to me." Aigron sneered.

"If France is now prosperous and prosperous, they would not have to worry so much, but the current king is unpopular, and the French complain to their king. That's why they are getting more nervous." The count explained in a low voice, "Only the powerless will be afraid. "

"So, what should I do?" Aegron asked back.

"You don't have to do extra things. The Prime Minister will handle the reactions of foreigners. You just need to act according to the previous instructions." The earl shook his head, "However, in my personal opinion, no matter what happens next How about it, you'd better not appear too high-profile, so as not to stimulate their fragile nerves and affect your personal future instead."

Eggron blinked and looked at the count suspiciously.

It stands to reason that although his status is sensitive and special, it is impossible for him to have such great energy. Why did the Earl ask himself so solemnly?

"I will, sir." He nodded with doubts, "Don't worry, it's not difficult for me to keep a low profile. I have been doing this for more than ten years. However, I hope you can explain to me , what are you nervous about?"

"In your current situation, you'd better not get involved in the internal affairs of the French, let alone be easily used by them." The earl lowered his voice, "The less you pay attention to them, the better , you are now an Austrian, and your future is also in Austria, whether it is Bourbon or Orleans, they are just guys far away in the sky for you, and it is really not worth the risk for you."

"Me, involved in the internal affairs of France?" Aigron was a little startled. "I don't have the ability to—"

When he said this just now, he remembered.

Not long ago, Genz, Metternich's deputy, brought a person to the court to ask him to see him. The person claimed to be Mr. Gordon, the counselor of the Duke of Orleans.

The two talked for a while. Gordon proposed that if the Orleans family seized the throne one day in the future, he would give himself a large sum of money in exchange for acknowledging the rule of the Orleans family and voluntarily giving up the coveted throne. Aigron categorically rejected this request , the last two people broke up unhappy.

He thought it was just a random accident in his life, but he didn't expect that the aftermath would not subside until now.

"Is it about Gordon?" Aigron finally realized, "What happened?"

The count hesitated for a moment, then gave Eggron a strange look.

"Then can you tell me what you and Gordon talked about?"

Now it was Aegron's turn to hesitate.

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth. Anyway, Gordon had already broken up with him, and there was no reason to keep it secret.

So, he told the earl about the negotiation between himself and Mr. Gordon at that time.

The count had been listening quietly, but his expression suddenly became a little strange. "Your Highness, is that all? There is no secret agreement?"

"Secret agreement? How is it possible..." Eggron laughed dumbly, and then suddenly understood.

"So, the outside world thinks that I and the Orleans family are joining forces to create a conspiracy?"

He finally understood why the French embassy was so nervous.

They spied on Gordon's whereabouts, and then thought that they had reached some secret agreement with Gordon to discuss a huge conspiracy against the Bourbon royal family (in fact, if the two people negotiated, it might really be the case).

Coupled with the fact that the Austrian court suddenly intends to marry itself with Princess Teresa, it is obvious that it is going to be promoted, which further aggravates the doubts of the French government.

People at the pinnacle of power are more or less suspicious. In addition, the current political situation in France is unstable, so no matter how ridiculous the rumors are, the King of France will probably believe them to some extent.

So, what should we do?

It is useless to refute rumors. Of course, the Orleans family would not say much to defend themselves in this matter.

And even the earl, who had stayed by his side for so many years, was a little skeptical, which showed that other people would not believe his innocence even more.

So just don't explain it.

"Sir, believe it or not, all the contact I had with the Orleans family was only that one time, and that was the end." Aigron replied calmly and coldly, "I don't expect them to believe me, and I don't bother What to explain to the royal family of Bourbon. In addition, when Mr. Gordon visited me, I didn't know it beforehand. I was as surprised as you at the time, so I can't talk about any secret agreement with him--on this , Your Excellency Metternich should know better than me."

"However, Lord Metternich did not give any explanation to the French government, but instead fooled them with a completely noncommittal attitude. Therefore, Your Excellency is playing a conspiracy and using you as a cover." The count finally understood. "Maybe the Orleans family is deliberately spreading the news of your support for them... That's why France knows so quickly."

Although there was no basis for what the earl said, Egron easily believed his inferences—because his inferences were very consistent with reality and common sense.

"Yes, that must be the case. They use me as a signboard, but I have no way to tell the outside world my true will." Aigron frowned, trying to hide his anger.

"Your Highness, please relax. Now that the matter has already happened, it is meaningless to dwell on it. No matter how angry you are, you will not be able to solve the problem." The earl comforted Aigron in a low voice, "Anyway, no matter what conspiracy they are playing , after all, it's just their business, as long as you don't get involved, everything will have nothing to do with you in the end, and you can live your own happy life."

Oh, the reason why I have planned so many things, and the reason why I am prepared to pay so much price, is to prevent "everything has nothing to do with me"!The young man said in his heart.

"On the bright side, since they can play tricks, it means that the French still take me seriously, at least a large group of French people still take me seriously." Aigron looked at the count blankly, "So I still have the value of using it, so that no one cares about it, right?"

"If you think so, you can." The count smiled wryly, "In short, Your Highness, according to the information I have received, the dynastic government in Paris has strictly ordered the French ambassador to find out what you are planning to do. If you are willing, I think I can tell them your true heart—to save you some unnecessary trouble."

Aigron was surprised immediately, he raised his head and looked at the count in astonishment.

"Why are you doing this? Surely this is not Metternich's intention?"

"I am not Metternich's pawn, but your guardian." The count shook his head. "As long as Austria's interests are not violated, I can act in the latter capacity, at least I think so. This is probably my last help before I bid you farewell."  

49, earnestly teach

"I'm afraid this is my last help before I bid you farewell."

The earl's words surprised Aigron and moved him a little.

After all, although it is easy to say, if he really wants to do this kind of thing, he will definitely need to take risks.

The two have been together for many years, after all, they have accumulated a lot of feelings.

"Thank you, sir, I accept your wish. But, no need." Aigron shook his head lightly, "As I said just now, no matter what I explain to the outside world, the royal family of Bourbon will not believe me Yes, in their eyes, I was born as a sin, and they will not be happy with anything I do except my death—in this case, why should I make them feel at ease?"

"Perhaps this is indeed the case, Your Highness." The count nodded, but quickly changed the topic, "However, Your Highness, in politics, a person's position is often not for the opponent, but for other people Listen. Your public assurance to the King of France that you have no intention of joining the House of Orleans against him, whether he believes it or not, means that he can use your assurance to silence other people, and the House of Orleans can no longer use your sign Get your supporters on board, and that's enough."

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