Chapter 1304 traveler’s sentiment (Part 2)

Although the Corsican was short, he still had to ride a tall horse when riding a horse, which made it difficult for him to climb onto the horse's back. However, he did not ask the soldiers to help him and climbed into the saddle by himself.

His posture was extremely ugly, like a thief climbing on a grain cart. It was not elegant at all, let alone the dignity of a king. The male soldiers were accustomed to this, as if it should be so.

Georgiana felt that she had chosen a pony. This kind of horse had a lot of meat on its body and was much more comfortable to ride than the skinny Thestral.

It has a saddle and stirrups, which is more convenient than a Thestral without any harness. She was very happy that Napoleon wore riding boots instead of the high heels worn by Louis XIV. Men wearing high heels always made her feel undecent and even shorter than their legs.

It's hard to accept, not to mention that his legs are pretty good, very straight and not bow-legged.

"What are you looking at?" he asked with a proud smile.

She ignored him and whipped up her whip to make the pony run.

She didn't really want to race horses, but she just couldn't stand the life during the day. In addition to the Corsicans, the Guards were also running nearby. The heavy sound of horse hooves sounded like muffled thunder, coupled with the breathing of the horses.

, which made her feel a lot better. After the pony warmed up, she let go of the reins.

In order for a horse to run at a fast pace, in addition to being whipped with a whip, there are also reins. If you loosen the tight reins a little, the horse will run according to its own nature.

The ups and downs of the horseback reminded her of some unhealthy images. She looked back at the majestic general not far away, and he was also looking at her, because she was wearing his uniform at the moment, and they seemed to be wearing couple's outfits.

She has fallen to the point where she is like a little girl, forcing her boyfriend to wear couple's clothes.

This felt very funny. It was such a solemn and majestic scene, but she laughed.

The Queen of Prussia also wore a dragoon uniform to supervise battles on the front line. Why didn't she think of the queen in military uniform, but she chose to think of the couple's costume?

They did not go to the Petit Trianon to disturb Letizia's life, but circled around the ruins of Versailles.

In the 21st century, Versailles was rebuilt. It was actually the one that should be demolished among so many palaces, but it may be because too many people died building it, and those undead souls protected it from the baptism of war.

They rested until they ran to the pool dug by the legendary Swiss mercenaries.

At this time, the waxing moon hung in the sky. She thought about the solar terms and realized that Beginning of Autumn had passed.

The hot summer is coming to an end and the hot summer is about to pass, but this year’s autumn does not bring the joy of harvest.

"Come down, I will follow you," Bonaparte said from beneath his horse.

"If I were a man, I would definitely be more handsome than you." She said arrogantly.

"I don't doubt it." He stretched out his hands. "Come down, goddess."

"Don't call me that, it makes me think I'm dead, Pony."

Faced with this scornful name, Napoleon actually smiled.

"Come down, princess." He changed his words.

So she jumped off the saddle and fell into his arms.

"Has he ever done that?" Bonaparte asked in her ear.

"No." She whispered, "He can fly by himself. I can only fly by riding magical animals."

"That means he has no time to take care of you." He said somewhat radically.

"You don't have time to care about Josephine. If you could spend more time with her..."

"I love you, but I don't think you would like to see me divorce her." He interrupted Georgiana. "Even if it would spare her the pain and prevent her from becoming a target for my sisters."

She looked up at him.

"I can feel your thoughts, just like you can feel mine, maybe the two of us are actually one soul, split into a man and a woman." He said affectionately. "We are only complete when we are united.

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"I want to see you," she said. "I don't want you to take part in the war anymore."

"Retirement is not an easy matter. You have forgotten those beggars. Many of them were retired soldiers." Napoleon said, "They are just sleeping on the street. I may die on the street."

"Destiny." She smiled bitterly, "The words on your and Josephine's wedding rings."

He looked suddenly enlightened.

"You want a pair?"

"I feel terrible, Bonaparte," she said bitterly.

"I didn't see you wearing a ring. Where is your wedding ring?"

"He gave me another kind of ring. As long as I miss him, he will immediately appear by my side."

"I'm so jealous of you," Bonaparte said jealously.

"Let's talk about the canal." She walked to the pool and sat down.

But he didn't come immediately.

"I also want such magical power." He said after a while, "When you want to see me, I can immediately put down everything in my hands and come to see you."

"There used to be a king who had the same idea as you, but he was fooled miserably." Georgiana said, "Do you want to be a fool like him?"

"It's so unfair!" he said angrily.

"That's not what you said, my lion."

"He engraved that ring?"

"That's right."

"What's engraved on it?"

Her expression became strange.

"Naughty," she finally said, which made Monsieur Bonaparte even more angry.

"Come and sit down, Leon." She patted her thigh.

This time, like an obedient little pet, he ran over obediently and lay down on her lap.

"There are things that only he knows and I don't know, right?" He stared at the pool and said in a sinister tone.

"Yes, you talked to Caprara?"

He didn't speak.

"I'll give you two choices. Do you want to know on your birthday or on the day of the ceremony?"

"On the day of the ceremony," he said without hesitation.

"Don't you want to ask me what I gave you as a birthday present?" she asked with a smile.

"Are you going to give yourself to me as a gift?"

"Everything I have now is given by you. If I don't give you myself, what will I give you?"

He sighed and said, "I really want to have that kind of super power."

"You are talking in your sleep." She patted his forehead. "You actually have something that I envy."

"What?"

"Do you know what your birthday flower is?"

"What is a birthday flower?"

"Every day has a corresponding birthday flower. Wearing the corresponding birthday flower on your birthday is a way to gain happiness. Your birthday flower is Huang Yaozi, and the corresponding flower language is nostalgia." She kissed Napoleon's forehead. "We understand.

We don’t feel homesick about being away from home, because it’s so convenient for us to travel to the same place.”

Historically, the death anniversary of Napoleon was May 5th. The birthday flower on that day was hawthorn fruit, and the corresponding flower language was food.

The French people who are greedy for food have a ruler who is frugal in dining. This is what she found most interesting when she read the biography of Napoleon written by the French.

"I like to read your letters very much, my lion. I can accompany you to fight, and you can also pin your homesickness on me. I will not not reply to you like Josephine, and I will be your messenger.

It might be tiring."

"You read the letter I wrote to you before you came to see me?" he said with a smile.

"I don't have that much ability to feel that you want to see me from such a distance."

"What did you feel?"

"Sincerity." She stroked his hair. "Huang Yaozi's nickname is the old man's beard. How about you not shaving?"

"No." He smiled weirdly.

"Why?"

"First, some officers force soldiers to grow beards. They think it will add dignity to their uniforms, but the soldiers are unwilling to grow them because I don't have them. Second, you like to see my clean and neat look."

She was frightened.

"Why do some people force others to do things they don't want to do? Military morale belongs to me and cannot be taken away by winning a few battles."

"Aren't you a victorious general yourself?"

"I always fail with you." He looked into her eyes and said, "I want a privilege. How about you shave me every morning from now on?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get up. You got up too early."
To be continued...