She had always been worried that His Highness's resentment towards the Habsburg family was so deep that he would not be able to bridge the relationship in the future. Now that she saw that Aiglon evaluated her family so objectively and even said a lot of good things, she naturally felt full of resentment.
Happy.
Although she made a choice between His Highness and her family, wouldn't it be a better result if she could get the best of both worlds?
That's why she was so happy that she disregarded propriety and made such an intimate gesture in front of outsiders.
Aiglon also responded affectionately, lowering his head and kissing his fiancée on the cheek, which made Pushkin envious.
Then, Aigron smiled at the other party again, "Sorry, maybe I went too far just now."
"On the contrary, I think you are not digressing." Pushkin regained his composure, then shook his head, "Everything you said proves that you are indeed thinking deeply about the problem... With my superficial knowledge, I don't know that you
You are right or wrong, but your willingness to think about this issue proves that you are sincerely thinking about a better order. It is hard to imagine that you are only at this age..."
"Compared to my peers, I have a lot less freedom, so I have too much time to think." Aigron jokingly pointed at his head, "Of course, I won't thank my grandfather, the emperor, for this matter.
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"I think he did go too far in this matter." Pushkin also disapproved of the Austrian emperor's approach, "No matter how many grievances your ancestors have, you should not bear responsibility for it, and even your body still has the blood flowing from it.
His bloodline, what he did was really disrespectful of the dignity that an emperor should have."
"No matter what happened before, it is already in the past. Although I will not forgive, I will not hold grudges all the time." Aigron responded magnanimously, "Looking on the bright side, at least I have learned patience and tolerance.
Calm down, and he has already compensated me with the most precious treasure in the world..."
"You are the true royal demeanor." Pushkin nodded approvingly, "I hope you can fulfill your promise in the future. The Bonaparte family was once famous and once in trouble. I hope you will not be ignorant.
In your name, write a new legend that belongs to you, and if possible, I sincerely hope that you can use your wisdom and compassion to create a better future for France and even for the entire Europe."
In his heart, he was full of complicated emotions towards Napoleon, the former giant.
On the one hand, he hated his militancy because his endless ambition soaked the whole of Europe in a sea of blood; but on the other hand, he admired this great man's unfailing energy and his power to change the world.
The empire of the Bonaparte family was wiped out in ashes on the land of Russia. This was its own disaster, and it is not a pity. However, the magnificent passion and ideals of freedom in the Revolutionary era were also buried with it.
The empire of the Nabar family was at least closer to ordinary people than the empire of the Habsburg family.
He had only met this unmarried couple for less than an hour, but he was already attracted by them from the bottom of his heart. Both the boy and the girl left a deep impression on him. Their demeanor made him look forward to that day.
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Of course, Pushkin also knew that people would change, and that no matter how beautiful the ideals were, they would fade over time, but he was willing to believe that they could be different, stick to their promises at the moment, and return enlightened good governance to the earth.
Now, the entire continent is once again shrouded in the shadow of the Holy Alliance, dying in the mud of the old era. If one day, under the leadership of a new generation of leaders, the Bonaparte family once again ascends to the throne with the passion and glory of the past,
That might not be a good thing, at least that's what Pushkin thought at this time.
He couldn't help but take another look at the boy and girl in front of him. They were cuddling closely together, looking forward to the future that belonged to them alone.
Habsburg represents the past and Bonaparte represents the future. They are subtly and harmoniously blended together to build the "now".
"I dare to ask, when will your wedding be held?" he asked expectantly.
Aigron and Teresa looked at each other, and then couldn't help but smile at each other.
"You came just in time." Teresa then replied with a smile, "The wedding will be held two days later, that is, on December 29th. We will hold the wedding at the Parthenon, and then the whole Athens will
Celebrate this for three days until the new year arrives."
Great! This means I've caught up.
Of course Pushkin knew what the Parthenon represented, but he didn't feel there was any problem. On the contrary, he found it very interesting.
Before Pushkin could make a request, Aigron took the initiative to invite him, "Respectable poet, could you please attend our wedding? I would be happy to see you among the guests at the scene."
"Of course! Thank you for giving me this honor!"
Pushkin was naturally very happy to be invited in person by the newlyweds.
This must be a historic moment, how could he not agree?
"Then we've made an agreement." Aiglon nodded, "During this period, you can live in our mansion. If we have time, we can chat again. But now, we'd better take a rest.
, because lunch time is coming...I think you won't refuse to eat with us, right?"
"Of course! Of course!" Pushkin replied with a laugh, "If you are willing to drink with a Russian, that would be even better."
"No, that's not possible!" Teresa immediately objected, "I don't want to see His Highness sleeping next to me smelling of alcohol. Besides, our wedding is coming soon and he can't lose his temper. Mr. Pushkin, do you want to drink?
I'll give him as much wine as he wants, but don't take him with you!"
This straightforward answer made the other two people laugh together.
"As you command, Your Highness the Princess." Pushkin bowed.
For the next two days, Agron and Theresa followed Mrs. Henrietta's orders, preparing for the wedding, and occasionally chatted with Mr. Pushkin.
Two days passed inadvertently.
In the blink of an eye, it was the eve of the wedding.
Although today's temperature is no different from an ordinary winter day, Teresa only feels trembling all over, restless, her heartbeat always speeds up suddenly, and she is often absent-minded when talking to others.
Teresa knew that she was feeling very nervous. Even though she told herself countless times that she must be calm and not lose her proper manners and demeanor, she was still unavoidable.
So, after finishing dinner with Aiglon, her mother and others, she left first. Others could see her mood at the moment, so they were tolerant and considerate and did not disturb her anymore.
Teresa returned to her bedroom alone, sat in front of the dressing table, and carefully looked at herself in the mirror under the bright candlelight.
Under her gaze, the girl in the mirror was bright and beautiful. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and two small braids were made on both sides. The ends of the braids were also put into the hair on the back of her head.
In the bun, two half-moon braids are formed around the ears.
Her expression was erratic, ranging from sadness to joy, and her eyes were flashing with tears and complaints.
Why are you so uneasy? she asked herself.
She looked forward to, she longed for, and she waited for the future life, but because of these expectations and desires, she inevitably became nervous as the wedding approached.
One night later, she would become a married woman, but everything seemed so far away, like a dream.
Can I automatically become another person after just one ritual?
God, can I really be a good wife and mother? She was hesitant in her heart. Although she knew that this question was meaningless, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
Maybe girls before getting married will face this moment, right?
Fortunately, she now has a "mentor" by her side who is enough to help her ease her hesitation and tension.
"My daughter." She heard a call from behind.
Teresa subconsciously turned her head and looked back, and found that her mother had come in at some unknown time.
At this moment, she was looking at herself with loving and encouraging eyes.
"Mom..." Teresa suddenly felt warm in her heart. "Thank God, you are still by my side!"
Mrs. Henrietta walked to her daughter with a smile, then touched her shoulder, and then spoke.
"Don't be nervous, Teresa... I can understand your mood at the moment. After all, I have been married once. The day before marrying your father, I was also uneasy and worried that I could not play my proper role. So I
I will not blame you for losing your temper, which is inevitable. I will only encourage you, comfort you, and ask you to remember one fact: I will always be by your side."
"Mom..." Teresa shouted again, almost crying. "Thank you, I... I'm really sorry for you."
"Why are you talking about this at this time? Everything has passed, and now we should all look forward to it." The lady replied with a smile, "Besides, I don't think you did a bad job. In fact, I do
I’m a little envious of you.”
"What?" Teresa was a little surprised.
"You were stubborn, insisted on your own ideas, and even dared to confront your father. In the end, you realized your wish. This is something I have never done before. You even made me feel that I should be happy for you." The lady continued to caress you.
He touched his daughter's shoulders and whispered, "You know, people like us are rarely qualified to talk about 'choices'. My parents decided who can be my husband, even if I have never had one before."
I have seen his face... Of course, I am not saying that I am not satisfied. In fact, I am very happy that I can become the wife of Archduke Karl. This is my pride; however, this is not my choice. This is two different things.
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Then, she changed the subject, "But you are different. Although you were appointed to marry by His Majesty, you followed your own wishes and made your choice. Of course, this is nothing, but when disaster strikes, you You still dare to stick to your true feelings, and even make your father regress at all costs. This is really unimaginable to me... Sometimes I even wonder, why can my daughter have such courage? I I don’t know why, but I’m very happy.”
"Happy?" Teresa whispered to herself.
"Yes, I am very happy that my daughter has the ability to control her own destiny. I don't know if you will regret it next, or even where you will run, but I feel that at least at this moment, you are your own Master, you put your soul above your parents, even above the imperial power... I have never done it, but it does not prevent me from secretly applauding you. Perhaps it is for this reason that I surrendered earlier than your father. I acquiesce I am even willing to cooperate with it because of your persistence, because in my heart I want to see your dream come true."
Soon, she smiled jokingly again, "Of course, the prerequisite is that His Highness is cute enough. If his appearance and talents are not recognized by me, then I will not surrender to you so easily~"
Teresa couldn't help but laugh at her mother's words.
Yes, His Highness was chosen by herself, and was recognized by everyone as the most outstanding among the princes and grandsons of this generation in Europe, both in terms of strategy and talent. He was the object of her love at first sight.
My choice is by no means blind. After all, even my mother said so, so why should there be any doubt?
"Mom, do you think I can be a good wife and mother?" Teresa asked in a low voice.
She actually just wanted to get a positive answer to increase her courage.
"Of course! You couldn't be more suitable!" Her mother gave her the standard answer without hesitation, "I watched my daughter grow up, and I know how good and strong she is! She has a compassionate heart. , is tolerant to others, but she is not the kind of fool who just lets others manipulate her. She loves life, believes from the bottom of her heart that the world will become better, and is willing to do what she does. How can such a person not become the best person? Where is your mother? Believe me, it will definitely happen, I guarantee you."
"You make me feel embarrassed!" Teresa replied with a slight blush.
However, her originally nervous mood calmed down.
Yes... Since even my mother said this, it must be true. I can be the best wife and mother, run this family well with His Highness, carry forward this family, and get the best future for myself.
"Of course, these are not enough. If you want to run a good family, there are still too many things to do." Mrs. Henrietta said with a smile, "First of all, you have to have more children. Your father and I gave birth to six. My child, this is the proudest honor of my life, and you should shoulder this obligation, because now the only direct lineage of the Bonaparte family is His Highness. You shoulder this responsibility, and you should shoulder it..."
"Of course...of course..." Teresa blushed slightly, but still nodded heavily.
"Teresa, my daughter, I am very proud to have you as my daughter." The lady gently protected her daughter, "I believe you can do a good job, better than me, because you are worthy of... me Proud of you."