Chapter 1312 Born in response to the situation

"Woooooooo..."

Georgiana was crying from the moment she entered the house, and no one came to comfort her.

Napoleoni was talking to his mother in another room. They were speaking Italian, and she couldn't understand a word of it.

But it doesn't matter even if she understands, because she can't do anything except cry.

No one could remain calm and composed when such a big thing happened to her. How could something like a national war happen at any time?

During this time, she was not entirely busy with romance. She learned a little about the history of the French Revolution. The Fortress of Flanders came into play in the Battle of Germap in 1792. This battle was recorded in the annals of military academic history.

If she were a normal woman, it would be better to watch the scandals between opera stars than watch the battle. At that time, France was in chaos due to the revolution, and the Austrians took the opportunity to send 14,000 troops to attack the French mainland. After the Battle of Valmy, the French general

Dumourier sent 40,000 infantry and cavalry to attack Austria.

The result of the battle was tragic, and both France and Austria suffered heavy losses.

Cannons, bayonets, blood, chaos.

That's how she felt when she watched that period of history. It didn't have the bloody romance depicted in war movies at all.

It can be said that as long as Napoleoni does not fall, it is absolutely impossible for the Germans to take the initiative to attack France. His prestige in Europe is so great. As a result, Georgiana often slaps him, but he thought that by scaring her, she would

Afraid?

She stopped crying after crying for a while.

If crying could solve all problems, women's tears would have become a vast ocean.

Napoleon wanted a tobacco monopoly, as well as the 4 million francs annual maintenance fee for the Fortress of Flanders. Where did he get the confidence to confirm that the Germans would not invade France again?

"Arrogant bastard!" she muttered angrily, circling around the small living room imitating Albus.

If Britain can sell tobacco to France as a neutral country, then no one will take what she says in the future as nonsense, but if she completely gives this benefit to Britain, then she will probably die in an assassination.

, she will be as worried all day long as Napoleon.

She likes to sleep well and eat with confidence, and doesn't want to live like him.

Smuggling is absolutely not allowed. The only thing that can be controlled now is that American ships are not prohibited from docking in France, and British cargo ships are not allowed to dock in France without a trade charter.

She always felt that something was about to come out, but she couldn't think clearly, and then she started crying again.

If a good gourmet has to play Game of Thrones, is she intelligent enough?

A fool has to be a fool with peace of mind. How happy her life was before.

But Josephine, who chose happiness, had a hard life. The planters were probably forcing her to persuade Napoleon not to continue imposing sanctions on the United States. The question was, how could she say anything about this?

No wonder Josephine always talks about death. Georgiana wants to live, not because she is afraid of death, but because she doesn't want to lose to that Corsican monster.

What could be easier than fooling this cynical Bonaparte who rarely interacts with women? But there is a volcano deep in this silent soul, and she falls into the trap.

God of War, Demon King, Hades, no matter what he is called, he is this kind of existence.

She wanted to peek through his armor and peer into his heart, but she herself became a prisoner.

In front of a real genius, her wisdom was completely vulnerable, and she was convinced of her defeat.

"This is what I want!" Bonaparte suddenly said in French.

"Idiot." She muttered, knowing that he was telling her this.

A national leader shouldn't lose his clear mind. Shouldn't he be afraid of rumors that he is betraying France's interests for a British woman?

Treason was punishable by the guillotine, and even Louis XVI, who was born into a noble family, could not escape, let alone Napoleon Bonaparte, who was born into an ordinary person.

Using her brain was a very difficult task, and she suddenly didn't want to use her brain anymore.

She opened the door based on instinct, went to the next room, and rushed into his arms, feeling a strange sense of security.

It was like hiding in a fortress, with plenty of food, fresh water, and guards. She could sleep safely here.

A Muggle actually made her admire the strong, and perhaps Eileen Prince fell in love with Tobias Snape because of this.

"Do you like him?" Letizia asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

"What about your husband?" Letizia asked.

"He's dead." Georgiana said heartbrokenly, "I needed hallucinations to get through that period."

"I'm just like you, sometimes I think Charles' ghost is nearby." Letizia said tiredly, "My son is nothing like his father."

She clung to the Corsican dwarf's side, as soft as a bone.

She was just one of thousands of foolish women, and the task Hathor gave her failed.

She did not attract Napoleon away, but stayed in this world by herself.

"I heard you want to build a canal?" Letizia said.

"Yes."

"I have 8 million francs here, which he gave to me. This money can be regarded as a donation from me."

"Thank you, Mom." Leon opened his arms and hugged his mother.

This scene reminded Georgiana of the Battle of Toulon, when Napoleon himself lacked support and ended up taking her mother to the front.

"I'm talking to her, why are you thanking me?" Letizia looked at Georgiana coldly and said, "What should you say?"

"Thank you...Mom." She said weirdly and coyly.

"You want to have dinner at my place before leaving?" Letizia said coldly.

"We'll leave right away..." the Corsican said happily.

"I have a question to ask you." Georgiana ignored Bonaparte, looked at Letizia and said, "Do you mind if I can't have a baby?"

"People outside don't care. I just hope that my son can be happy and safe." Letizia said, "I actually miss the days when we were going through hard times and the family was united."

"I understand that interests create distance between people," Georgiana said.

Letizia sighed, "I'm sorry, miss, my bold son disturbed your peaceful life."

"He made me understand a lot of things," Georgiana said. "I used to live too idealistically."

"He is dead." Napoleon said coldly, "She is mine now."

"Sooner or later, people will come to your door. Do you think you can tell lies for a lifetime?" Letizia said coldly.

Georgiana began to cry again.

"Don't listen to her nonsense." Leon took her hand and left the Little Trianon.

They walked until they reached the woods, and then he stopped.

"I think I should be rewarded for having made so many contributions to this country." He said confidently, "Those artworks were all selected by the art committee. What's wrong with me picking a woman I like?"

"You didn't even ask me for my opinion!" she cried.

"You dare to say that you don't find it interesting at all?"

Georgiana stamped her feet and cried.

"You and I are just like this. It is impossible to live a simple life like ordinary people. You said you would find someone to share the burden. I am looking for you now. Are you willing?"

"You didn't give me a chance to choose!"

"I asked you to choose, truth or happiness. You chose the truth. I hope you are happy. Then I asked you to leave, but you still didn't want to leave. If he comes back to you, it will be your last chance to leave.

If you don't leave, I will fight him for you even if I use a hundred thousand troops."

"You are using your troops so randomly..."

"The mother of the country has been robbed. What's the point of raising those sons?" said the great Napoleon. "Are you tired of robbing and showing off your force?"

She slapped him again.

He was not angry, but said calmly, "I am extremely happy that God has appointed me to govern this dear and responsive nation. This nation is loyal to me, treats me kindly, and gives me power. I now appoint you as the loving mother of the French nation."

, you must treat this nation well as you treat your own children."

"I can't bear such a heavy burden." She said with a cold face.

He looked at her and shook his head, then put his arm around her shoulders and went back to the Grand Trianon.
Chapter completed!