Chapter 1264 badass

If a person is hungry for too long, he will be so hungry that he will want to eat whatever he can.

The Corsican went to his mother's house for dinner, and the food was as horrible as if he had been starved in the army.

When eating at his mother's house, no one will gossip about him no matter how sumptuous he eats. His mother will not prepare a table of delicious food for anyone who comes home.

Georgiana had no appetite for the Corsican home-cooked beef meatballs placed in front of her.

It's not that the dish looks terrible or tastes weird, but the atmosphere right now.

It was not uncommon for her to meet parents, but that was as a teacher, not as a parent meeting now.

She had heard of the reputation of Napoleon's mother. She still maintained the style before Napoleon's rise and lived a traditional Corsican life. Letizia had only one maid, and she was also Napoleon's wet nurse, Camula I

Larry, a boatman's wife, was as good to Napoleon as her own flesh and blood. She held the face of the First Consul of France and kissed her passionately. Napoleon said to her that Georgiana couldn't understand while eating.

of Corsican.

Letizia's home didn't look like a woman's. There was a gun hanging on the wall. According to Napoleon, she had participated in the guerrillas when she was young. At that time, she was holding Joseph and Napoleon in the mountains and jungles of Corsica.

Fight inside.

Perhaps only such a brave mother could give birth to a son like Napoleon, but Letizia was a very beautiful woman, and Napoleon's Greek nose was inherited from her.

From the moment Georgiana saw Letizia, she thought of Neville Longbottom's grandmother Augusta, a pure-blood aristocratic woman who was old-fashioned, conservative and adhered to tradition. This kind of woman is very difficult to find in other words.

When Letizia looked at Georgiana, the latter didn't dare to say a word or a word. It was strange that she could eat dinner in such a tense atmosphere.

Letizia was 15 years old when she got married and 19 when she gave birth to Napoleon, which means she is 49 years old and the same age as Pomona.

Letizia didn't know how she would feel if she knew that her son was with the female monster opposite her who looked about 20 years old but could actually be his mother.

This is why Georgiana hates Veela blood. The "freshness" period is too long and can fool young men. If she has wrinkles on her face like Letizia, no matter how beautiful she is, they will not follow her.

They swarmed over like ants seeing honey.

Men of any age like young and beautiful women. If they really can’t find a beautiful woman, young women are acceptable.

Yes, the old professor realized at this time that Napoleon could be her son, and she was actually with a young man who could be her son...

"Miss Georgiana, where are your parents?" Letizia asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I haven't seen them since I was born." Georgiana replied immediately.

"So you are an illegitimate child?" Letizia asked.

"That's right." Georgiana replied simply.

"I don't mind her origin." Napoleon said proudly from the side, "I like her very much."

"Then do you want to divorce that French woman?" Letizia asked.

"No……"

"Then why did you bring her to see me?" Letizia said fiercely, "If you don't divorce that woman, you can never marry another woman."

"I have the opposite opinion than you. I don't support his divorce from Josephine." Georgiana said calmly, "Your son is a good man, and a good man shouldn't do such a thing as abandoning a wife who was once good to him after he became great.

"

Everyone in the room looked at her.

"I value a person's inner qualities very much, Madame Bonaparte, and I cannot accept a man who, like Henry VIII, kept killing his wife in order to have a son. Moreover, I am infertile. I don't accept it anyway."

She is suitable to be the wife of His Excellency Bonaparte who needs an heir. In fact, I don’t even know why I am here..."

"Shut up!" Napoleon threatened, which was a bit scary, and Georgiana shut up immediately.

"I brought her here to let you meet. It doesn't matter to me whether you accept her or not," Napoleon said.

"You've said this before, and you said the same thing to the last woman. What was the result?" Letizia said angrily, "This one is even worse. I've heard it all here."

"I want to find a woman who abides by the rules." Napoleon said, "She is so loyal to her ex-husband, so she will not be bad to me. You said you love me."

"When?" said Georgiana, dumbfounded.

"On the carriage just now."

Georgiana angrily wanted to slap him.

"We will have a secret wedding, and you will treat her as my second wife."

"Great Monsignor Bonaparte, are you going to practice polygamy?" Letizia said, slapping the table.

"I will not divorce Josephine." Napoleon repeated again, "But I also want to be with Georgiana. Nothing can stop me, not even a hundred thousand troops."

"What about you?" Leticia asked Georgiana.

She didn't know what to say.

"Are you still thinking about him?" Napoleon said expressionlessly. "What did he give you?"

"You are dressed in black, are you a widow?" Camula asked.

"He died on the battlefield," Napoleon answered for Georgiana.

"Who is that person at the ball?" Camula asked.

"A ghost," said Napoleon.

Georgiana once again marveled at His Excellency Napoleon's ability to confuse right and wrong. He himself was the dead man.

"I have heard, madam, that some ghosts will haunt the living." Camula looked at Letizia and said, "We have all seen ghosts."

"No! He is still alive!" Georgiana stood up and said to everyone who seemed to be doubtful.

Letizia's eyes were full of sympathy.

"I understand, sometimes I think Charles is still there." Letizia said, covering her chest, "raising a child alone is more tiring than fighting. Do you have children?"

"There was once a woman who lost her child and her fertility due to dystocia." Napoleon answered for her, "The heir involves political issues, so don't worry about it."

"Can't you find a woman who can give you a child and be of noble birth?" Georgiana shouted.

"I have thought about it," Napoleon said seriously, "but what if the child she gives birth to is as useless as Louis XVI?"

In the deathly silence, he turned his gaze to Letizia. "What if that woman is the same as Marie Antoinette? Mom."

"You think she is different from Antoinette?" Letizia looked at Georgiana.

"She likes me, even though she knows she has betrayed her husband." Napoleon smiled confidently, "She would rather die than betray him."

Georgiana gave Bonaparte a slap in the face, stood up and wanted to leave, but he forced him to sit down.

"Even if the truth is ugly, she will choose the truth over false happiness. Do you think this quality is smart or stupid?"

"Why do you like my son so much?" Letizia asked Georgiana. "Is it because he is the First Consul? Or is it because he is rich?"

"We have the same ideals." Napoleon said. "Obviously, her husband is not such an idealistic person."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with focusing on reality."

"I know what kind of sacrifices you have made for the future of me and Joseph. Mom, this is the reason why I treat you well. It's not just because you are my mother. People can't live just for bread. I don't join the army to get a job.

The errand of life, if a person just sleeps and shouts, he will not get bread. I am a waking lion, and I want to find a companion of the same kind."

"Isn't that French woman one of your kind?" Letizia asked again, leaving Napoleon speechless.

"I see." Georgiana smiled sweetly, "Josephine makes it impossible for you to analyze and think, right?"

"The same goes for you." Napoleon rubbed his eyes. "If France does not become a strong and people-friendly government, then France may relive the pain it has suffered in the past. Josephine does not want to relive it, although she

It’s not like you, but she has experienced those hardships and she understands some truths very well.”

Pomona instantly understood what Napoleon's criteria for choosing a mate were.

All for France.

"I hope to leave a reputation for future generations, which can serve as a good example for my successors, or as a derogatory term. The great disaster of a country lies in the weak executive power. I have only one purpose in governing, which is to make France prosperous.

There is no other purpose. Since God gave me two infertile women, I will no longer force my own flesh and blood. I don’t know how much effort it took to subdue this woman. I can’t give in easily.

Hortense always helped me when people took her away, and sometimes even helped me against her mother. She wanted Georgiana to stay in the family. What do you think?"

"Go back after you finish your meal. You are not welcome here." Letizia stood up and left the restaurant.

"I'm full, what about you?" Napoleon asked Georgiana.

"My husband is a great guy," Georgiana whispered.

"I know." Napoleon smiled proudly, "Let's go."

She looked at her second husband and felt that he might not understand the pun she just said.

"He's not dead," Pomona said. "He's still alive. If you make him angry, he can do anything."

Napoleon looked at her with sympathy, held her head and kissed her, then took her hand and left the Little Trianon.

Camula glanced at the food that Georgiana had barely touched, shook her head helplessly, and began to clear the table.

After leaving the cabin, they first saw a vast fertile land and the Guards standing guard at the door. When they saw Napoleon appearing, they immediately got on their horses and were ready to set off at any time.

"How about we run back?" Napoleon asked.

"Take off my fetters," said Georgiana.

"There are no chains between the shackles. If you win, I will help you untie them."

After saying that, the Corsican dwarf ran away first as if he was cheating.

"Stop!" She yelled angrily, holding up her skirt and starting to run wildly. The two of them looked like uneducated country people, not like the First Consul of France and a lady.

The Guardsmen followed carefully, and the horses took steps like dancing, which looked more graceful than the two "savages".

She was so happy on the way back that she almost forgot that Napoleon could be her son, and froliced ​​all the way back to the Grand Trianon like a real young person.
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