I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

This may also be the inevitable direction of all non-state violent organizations, because without the constraints of the law, it is unrealistic to rely solely on people's hearts.

This is not the only old friend that Xia Ya wants to see today.

After leaving the cemetery in Sassili, he came to the Russian palace.

But it was late at night in Russia at the moment, and everyone had already fallen asleep.

Xia Ya quietly entered the palace's bedroom. He had been here before, so he was already familiar with it.

On a large bed placed in the middle of the dormitory, there is an old man lying. Her hair is gray and her face has traces of time. It seems that she is thin because of a serious illness, but even so she is still It can be seen from her bones that she must have been a beauty in the past.

In addition to her, there were actually some maids in the room who were responsible for watching over her, but they fell asleep with the arrival of Char.

Sissi's eyes looked around curiously, and soon locked on a painting placed on the wall facing the bed.

The painting was framed in a very delicate frame, exactly the one that Char had painted for Ekaterina before.

Of course, Sissi couldn't tell whether a painting was good or bad, but people have common aesthetics, so she was still fascinated by it.

"Is it beautiful?" Xia Ya asked softly.

Sissi came back to her senses and nodded, "Very beautiful."

But after a pause, she continued, "But she's not as beautiful as my mother."

Xia Ya smiled and continued, "Want to know where this person is?"

Sissi looked at the old man on the bed, "Is it her?"

"You are very smart." Xia said softly.

"Why did she become like this?" the girl asked doubtfully.

"Because of time." Xia Ya said quietly, "That is the most terrifying thing in the world. Heroes grow old because of it, beauties age because of it, and things decay because of it."

It seemed that this was the first time the girl had heard this word. There was a little fear in her eyes, "Will mother also do it?"

"Your mother won't." Xia Ya said, "Because she is special."

"Will I?" she asked.

Xia Ya looked at her quietly, with a slight smile on his face, "Don't you think so?"

Sissi nodded.

"Okay." Xia Ya said softly, "You can't."

Sissi's eyes lit up, and she was obviously very happy. Compared to the alienation just now, she seemed to be gradually becoming familiar with Xia Ya.

Xia Ya gently put the girl down.

He came to Yekaterina's side, and Yekaterina seemed to feel something and slowly opened her eyes.

There was a bit of fatigue and weakness in those blue eyes, and the past glory was also dim. Xia Ya could feel that her vitality was very weak, and she was already approaching her deathbed.

She saw Xia Ya and whispered weakly.

"Am I dreaming?"

"The boundary between dreams and reality is not that clear." Xia Ya said quietly, "If you think this is a dream, this is a dream, and vice versa."

"You really like to say these difficult words." She said.

She looked Xia Ya up and down and said, "This world is really unfair. I am already old, but you are always young.

If you follow the past, nothing has changed at all. "

She looked directly at the portrait, "What on earth are you, a god?"

"It shouldn't count." Xia Ya said.

"Is this so"

She coughed twice, "You said you came to me to witness history. I should let you down."

She said with blurry eyes, "I once thought I could change this country, but now it seems that except for expanding the country's territory, nothing seems to have changed.

I once advocated justice and equality, but in the end I could not even abolish serfdom. "

"You are not an orthodox emperor." Xia Ya said quietly, "Your power comes from the nobility, and the roots of the nobility are serfs. If you touch their foundation, you will lose the basis for power.

In fact, in this world, no emperor can ignore the state of the country and do whatever he wants.

In the direction where the sun sets, there is also an emperor, who is also facing a similar choice at this moment."

"You're talking about the emperor of Britannia, right?" she said.

Xia Ya nodded.

"He should be able to handle it better than me." Ekaterina whispered, "What do you think future generations will say about me?"

"You will become the only female emperor in this empire."

"Emperor?" Ekaterina smiled and shook her head, but did not comment on this.

"This should be the last time we see each other, right?"

Xia Ya was silent for a moment and said, "I never say absolute words."

"Is that so? I have a question." Ekaterina seemed to want to say something, but stopped when she reached her lips.

She smiled in relief, "There's no point anymore."

However, Xia Ya knew what Yekaterina wanted to ask, he said softly.

"You are very charming. If I were a normal person, maybe I would fall in love with you."

Her eyelids closed, her cheeks barely raised, and she smiled. Her weakness made her look very tired even when she smiled.

She seemed to feel very sleepy, and her eyelids gradually drooped, but she was still mumbling.

"What a long life."

As her words fell, she also fell into a deep sleep.

The maid who fell to the ground on one side gradually woke up. She seemed not to notice Xia Ya and Sissi at all. Instead, she wiped her eyes and looked at Ekaterina on the bed.

Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered something. She stood up suddenly and stretched out her hand to check under Yekaterina's nose. Then the expression on her face instantly changed to extremely sad, and she shouted sternly.

"His Majesty!!!"

On March 1800, , Catherine, who had just entered the th century, died in the summer palace, peacefully losing her life in bed.

Perhaps it was because of the Philosopher's Stone that Char gave her that she lived a few more years, otherwise she would have died of the disease when she suffered a stroke in 97.

However, the extra years of life still failed to have much impact on the future.

The greatest achievement of Catherine II was in external expansion. Different from the domestic policy of advancing in name only, in terms of external relations, Catherine II made this long-stagnant chariot rumble again. Start moving.

In the south, the Russian army, led by two famous generals, Rumyantsev and Suvorov, defeated the declining Ottoman Turkish Empire and forced it to sign the "Kuchuk-Kainaghi Treaty" with Russia. The Crimean peninsula was separated from the Ottoman sphere of influence, making it independent and extending its sphere of influence to the Black Sea coast.

In the Caucasus, Russia took advantage of the weakening Persian Empire and the complex ethnic composition and sharp conflicts to send troops to occupy this region.

In the west, Catherine II took advantage of Poland's internal chaos to unite with Austria and Prussia to carve up Poland, a close enemy, three times, giving her western border a valuable strategic buffer zone.