I Am the Crown Prince in France

Perna looked at the back of the crown prince, worried that he would be in a bad mood because of the dance just now. She wanted to follow him, but she was a little hesitant.

She suddenly remembered that she had the task of paying attention to His Highness's health. She pursed her lips, pushed aside the noble ladies who glared at her, and chased after Joseph.

Joseph tightened his mask, pulled off the obstructive shawl, and got out of the crowded crowd.

He took a deep breath and wiped his sweat. Before Yingying Yanyan caught her, she simply walked to the door of the Hall of Mirrors and escaped.

The air in Versailles Square at night is cool and fresh. He stretched out his arms and walked slowly, feeling a lot more relaxed. He couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart that he would never attend these dances again.

By the dim light of the oil lamp in the courtyard, Eman, dressed as a maid, vaguely saw the figure of the Crown Prince, and ran over quickly: "Your Highness, why did you come out so quickly?"

A light figure wearing a white robe arrived from the other side almost at the same time: "Your Highness..."

Eman turned his head, a little surprised: "Miss Perna, why don't you..."

He glanced at the two of them, suddenly thought of something, and coughed dryly: "Ahem, Your Highness, I have something to do, so I'm going over there first."

"Don't leave!" Perna blushed anxiously, "I just came to ask Your Highness if you feel uncomfortable in any way!"

Joseph hurriedly said: "I'm fine, I just want to get some air. Dancing is really terrible."

Eman realized that he seemed to have misunderstood, and nodded awkwardly: "Ah, yes, those ladies are too enthusiastic."

While the three of them were chatting awkwardly, they saw two figures walking towards them, and there seemed to be a girl sobbing.

"No, Andre, you won't understand! If I could, I would trade everything for the time I spend with you..."

The man's voice said, "Oh, Emily, please marry me! Since we are reunited by a merciful fate, I will never miss it again!"

"But you know, this is impossible..." The girl tried hard to hold back her tears and said intermittently, "My heart tells me to entrust you with all my love, but my reason tells me that the entire Villar family is still under pressure. It is on my shoulders that I must let go of my love for you and move into the arms of another man who has kept me locked in love.”

"My dearest Emily, I really want to prick my ears so that I can't hear your cruel words, and I also want to prick my eyes so that I can't see the sad tears flowing on your face! Do you know Do you appear in my dreams every night? I love you, and you love me too. Isn't this enough? Do we need to let another innocent soul stand between you and me to carry our unpredictable destiny? And painful feelings?”

The girl cried quietly again.

It seemed that the young couple was talking about the key point. Joseph didn't want to disturb them, so when he was about to avoid it, he found that behind him was a large field of neatly trimmed pine cones, and the road in front of him was occupied by the young couple.

He looked helplessly at Emang, who looked around and pulled him behind a maple tree.

Perna also hurriedly followed.

It's just that the maple tree wasn't big enough. Emang's back was pressed against the trunk, and Joseph and Perna were squeezed together, barely revealing their figures.

Fortunately, the moonlight was dim, so it was difficult to find anyone hiding here without looking carefully.

The girl's choked voice came closer and closer: "Andre, not all love can see the sun.

"You know, my mother values ​​​​face too much and cares too much about the title of Duke. She..."

The man hugged her tightly: "Emily, I have just made a contribution on the battlefield, and now I have been promoted to lieutenant! Please believe me, in a few years, I will have an identity worthy of you! "

The girl also hugged his waist, shook her head in pain and said: "But, my cousin keeps urging me to marry his son, and I can't hold it anymore!"

"No! You can't marry him!" the man said urgently, "Your mother won't agree, right?"

The girl sighed: "Did you know? In fact, it was my mother who suggested that my cousin transfer you to Soissons, just to make me forget you..."

"Andre? Soisson?" Joseph frowned slightly, suddenly remembering the man's voice, "Is he Lieutenant Davout?"

Eman poked out half of his head and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl wearing a Crusader uniform through the dim gas light, and thought: "She seems to be the Duke of Villars."

"Duke?" Perna whispered in surprise, "That girl is actually a duke!"

Emman nodded and also lowered his voice: "Do you know Marshal Villar? He was the one who defeated the British twice at Stenkerk and Nerwinden. Later, he defeated Prince Eugen and defeated him. Marshal Villars of Freiburg, the former capital of Austria.”

Perna nodded. She had naturally heard of the famous marshals in the Louis XIV and Louis XV eras.

Eman continued: "This Miss Marie Emily is the great-granddaughter of Marshal Villar, and is now the Duke of Villar. However, her father was severely punished for delaying a fighter plane during the Seven Years' War, which led to the family's strength. It has declined greatly, but the Villars are still very prestigious in the army, especially in the Mulan area."

At this moment, a tall and thin man dressed as a flower girl came quickly. When he saw Emily, he immediately shouted: "My dear Emily, why did you come here?" Come back with me? The dance isn't over yet."

Emily immediately said coldly: "You don't have to worry about where I go. Please go away."

But the "flower girl" reached out to pull her: "I am your fiancé, how can I ignore you?"

"No! You are not my fiancé, I never promised you!"

The flower girl smiled: "It's a matter of time. Your mother will definitely agree to your marriage to me. If it weren't for the thirty thousand livres my father gave her, I'm afraid your family wouldn't even have the Duke of Villars' family." No decency can be maintained.”

Behind the maple tree, Perna asked doubtfully: "Thirty thousand livres is indeed a lot, but will Duke Villar's mother marry her daughter to someone she doesn't like just for this money?"

Eman whispered: "I heard that the property and power of Duke Villar's family are managed by Major General Villar, oh, Miss Emily's cousin.

"Now it seems that he may have sidelined Miss Emily and her daughter and firmly controlled all of this in his own hands."

Joseph sneered: "What a good plan. If you let your son forcefully marry Miss Emily, everything owned by Duke Villar will belong to his family."

Perna was so angry that she clenched her teeth: "Shameless! It's so shameless!"

"The flower girl" said, then glanced at Andre aside, and said with a sarcastic tone: "Oh, aren't you the little officer from Soissons? You can also come to the ball at the Palace of Versailles, What? You still don’t give up on my Emily? "

Andrei was invited to the ball because of his meritorious service. He stared at the man and said: "I love Emily deeply, and she loves me too! I will never let her marry you!"

"Haha," the "flower girl" laughed suddenly, "does a little guy like you want to be on top of the Duke of Villars?

"Do you know how much the Duke of Villars' residence costs? Your pitiful salary may not even be enough for two days."

"I..." Andre wanted to say something, but he was a little angry.

The "Flower Girl" continued: "Listen, even if Emily marries you regardless of everything, it will only make the Duke of Villars family be laughed at, and her mother will be unable to hold her head up in front of all the nobles. Why? ?”

He said in a measured tone: "Oh, Mrs. Veral, I heard that your daughter married a poor lieutenant with no title? You are so pitiful!"

"You!" Andre's eyes were red. He suddenly took off his gloves and threw them on the ground. He suddenly pulled out his sword. "I, Louis Andre de Davout, want to duel with you!"

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