Chapter 1242 I’ll see thee

The manor Napoleon gave to "Mademoiselle Georgiana" is located near the Palace of Versailles. It once belonged to the Marchioness de Maintenon, the second wife of Louis XIV.

Just like Mr. Jenner said - "It's so generous", maybe Hogwarts would be that big without the Forbidden Forest.

Pomona might be afraid of letting Pomona live alone in such a big place, but Napoleon planned to convert it into a medical school, and it might also function as a hospital in the future, so it seemed like it would be okay.

Mr. Jenner has been living here in the past few days. He wants to inventory "Georgina's" property. In addition to the manor, there is also a very luxurious horse farm, shooting range, hound shed and fountain that can be used as a swimming pool.

The fountain was almost as big as the artificial lake. Just thinking that these all belonged to her made Pomona feel a little dizzy. Compared with this, Severus' use of unicorn horn powder to pave the road was small.

Handwriting.

The carriage had to pass through a straight road from the entrance to the manor, which was four to five hundred meters long. There were many sculptures in the woods on both sides of the road, all of which were images of ancient Roman soldiers. If Napoleon had taken her to see this manor earlier, she would have probably

I have already agreed, and the generous offer can no longer be described as heroic.

After a day of continuous shocks, Mr. Jenner was already very tired and rested in the car as soon as he got in. Pomona woke him up later when it was almost time to arrive.

They were escorted by the Guards. After the carriage stopped, someone opened the door for her and helped her out, as if she were a noble lady like Rose.

The cool wind after nightfall woke up her brain, which had been shaken by the carriage. All of this may exist, but it is also illusory. This is just the world in the mirror.

On the other side, Mr. Jenner was helped out of the carriage by two guardsmen. The servants in the manor came out to greet them. She roughly counted about a dozen people. It was possible to maintain such a large manor.

It was a bit difficult, but she no longer had the energy to study it in detail.

She wants a bed. She needs to rest immediately. If anything happens, we can talk about it tomorrow!

Then she felt strange, was it already dawn in the real world? Then could she still go back?

Her room was of course the master bedroom, which was the former Queen's Suite. Under the luxurious silk curtains was a large, wide and soft bed, with a gift box placed on it.

Pomona opened the box and found a wooden jewelry box inside. The jewelry box contained a complete set of diamond jewelry, earrings, bracelets and necklaces, made of emeralds and rubies, which almost dazzled her eyes.

Sometimes you can't blame women for being too materialistic.

Pomona sighed, put the jewelry box aside, and tried to clear her dizzy head. There were few women who could withstand such an "onslaught."

She touched the black swan pendant on her neck, not intending to replace it, and then picked up the earrings to try on. The complicated and gorgeous diamond earrings did not match her necklace.

Then she tried the bracelet again, but it was still too gorgeous, and she finally came to the conclusion that it was not suitable for daily wear.

"What's the use of giving me something I can't wear every day." She frowned and whispered, then threw the jewelry box aside.

But then she thought that directly rejecting the general's kindness might hurt his heart, which was already hurt by love, so she found a page of paper at the desk in the bedroom and planned to write a letter.

Until the ink left a dot on the paper, Pomona did not write a word.

Does this count as "cheating" on her part?

Dark magic was used on the snowflake earrings Severus gave her. Her ears would heat up whenever he came close to them.

Napoleon liked the rose blush on Josephine's face and asked Pomona to apply it too. They both seemed to like the shyness of women.

She shook her head, put down her pen, and called the maid in to help her wash up. In the 20th century, this was something that one person could do, but because there was no running water, she needed help.

When the maid came in, she glanced at the jewelry box on the bed, her brows immediately furrowed without any trace, and then she fetched water for Pomona as if nothing had happened.

This woke her up, not because she was afraid that the maid would steal the jewelry box, but because it made her mistakenly believe that she was as greedy as the members of the mistress group.

The jewelry was a disaster, how could she explain it to the maid?

"Can you get a member of the Guards to come over?" Pomona said to the maid.

"Yes, miss." the maid said with her head lowered, put down the hot water bucket, and left her bedroom.

Now she didn't want to write anymore, but after thinking for a long time, she found that she was exhausted and couldn't think of how to write properly.

Well, she couldn't write words like stars above her head, but she could recite poems, so she wrote Shakespeare's poems on the letter paper:

The ring worn by the queen on the throne is respected even if it is the cheapest gemstone.

The same flaws that appear in you are also worshiped as truth.

If wild wolves take on the appearance of sheep, how many sheep will be tempted by wild wolves.

If you are willing to use all your strength, how many people who love you will be kidnapped by you.

You are mine and my glory belongs to you, good night, my lion.

After she finished writing it, Pomona planned to burn it with blazing flames.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and she was just about to tear it off when the Guardsman who was summoned came. He stood there upright, as if he was waiting for her orders at any time.

"Give this to General Bonaparte." Pomona handed the wooden box containing the jewelry to the Guardsman in front of the maid.

"The general ordered us to protect your safety." The Guardsman said angrily, but did not reach out to take the jewelry box.

"And this." Pomona handed the letter she just wrote to the Guardsman. "You are not allowed to peek!"

The Guardsmen glanced at Pomona's flushed face and finally took the wooden box away.

After he turned around and left, the maid standing outside the door came in and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you accept that gift?"

It’s not because of you!

But Pomona didn't dare to say it when she looked in the mirror. Her face at the moment was rosy even without blush.

"It's too expensive." She said dryly, "I don't have the right clothes to match it."

"Do you want me to help you take off the necklace from your neck?" the maid asked again.

"No need." Pomona stroked the black swan, "Just let it stay here."

She originally thought that the night was over, but shortly after she went to bed, there was another knock on the door.

Pomona put on her nightgown and went to open the door. She found that the Guardsman who had gone to deliver the letter had returned. He handed Pomona a letter, then gave a military salute and left.

She opened the letter, and there was a very eye-catching "n" on the letterhead, which was Napoleon's symbol.

Originally she thought he would write "A Thousand Kisses" or something, but in the end he only wrote one line.

Good night, queen on the throne.

Pomona felt sorry for the soldier who delivered the message. He ran back and forth from Versailles to the Tuileries Palace in the middle of the night. Why was he as tired as an owl?

"You should stop dreaming!" Pomona wailed, then threw herself into the quilt and rolled around, and did not fall asleep until very late.

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"This is where I live." Giovanni took Severus back to his apartment.

All the blinds were closed, not letting in any light. Although it was luxurious and gave people a very depressing feeling, Severus didn't care about it.

He directly found an empty room and closed the door.

Giovanni looked at the closed door and was speechless for a long time.

"What a weirdo." Giovanni muttered and went back to the study to continue completing the unfinished architectural design draft.
Chapter completed!