Make France Great Again

"You live here?"

Looking at the simple room in front of him, Jérôme Bonaparte found it difficult to associate it with Vernia.

"Yes! What's wrong?" Vernia took off her nurse's hat and put down her braided hair, and responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "This is already the best room in the whole hospital! "

Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Vernia carefully, and in his mind he couldn't help but compare her with the first time he met her a few years ago, "Vilnia, you have changed!"

Wilnia was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked: "Where have I changed!"

"You have become more honest and kind!" Jérôme Bonaparte came to Vernia and gently flicked Vernia's forehead with his hand: "Do you still remember the first time we met... …”

"Stop talking!" A look of shame appeared on Wilnia's face, which was a black spot that would be difficult to erase in her life.

Jerome Bonaparte did not stop because of Vernia's request. He said to himself: "You were like a proud little peacock at that time..."

"Please, stop talking!" Wilnia begged softly.

Seeing that Vernia was unwilling to look back on the past, Jérôme Bonaparte had to stop: "I want to say that you are more charming now than you were before! You don't know it yet! You have been here for more than a month. Here, the whole of France has been singing your name! Many ladies regard you as their idol, and many men want to marry someone like you as their wife!"

"Ah! Really!" Victoria opened her mouth in surprise. She was in Constantinople and didn't know what was happening in France.

"Of course!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded to Vernia with a firm tone: "The parents of your children who are on the front line are all thanking you! You already have a lofty reputation!"

Vernia's reputation in France, under the encouragement of Jérôme Bonaparte, has become second only to Queen Augusta.

Of course, there are also a small number of maverick newspapers who want to find black spots on Vernia to gain popularity. Before these newspapers could wait for Jerome Bonaparte to take action, they were attacked by the angry Parisians overnight. A smashed newspaper office.

No newspaper company dares to "retrograde".

"Is it sublime?" Wilnia murmured to herself, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes. It seemed that she didn't like these two words.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you like it?" Jérôme Bonaparte saw something was wrong with Vernia's state, and he asked quickly.

"Your Majesty, I..." Wilnia hesitated for a moment, reorganized her words and asked: "Is it really worth doing this?"

"What is worth it? Isn't it worth it? Vernia, you confused me!" Jerome Bonaparte asked doubtfully about Vernia's half-words.

"I mean... is this war really worth it?" There was a trace of compassion in Vernia's eyes, and she asked with a slightly tearful tone: "It would be better if we didn't pay these prices. Got it!"

Will Wilnia become the Virgin? Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help but think to himself.

However, he does not hate Our Lady. She can at least set an example.

What he hates are virgin bitches. These people only talk empty talk. When they are really asked to do real things, they all retreat to the background.

However, if Vernia changes from a Madonna to an anti-war activist, Jérôme Bonaparte will still have some headaches.

After all, if there are enough anti-war people, his chicken-blood theory will go bankrupt!

"Sometimes in Vernia, we have to pay some price!" Jérôme Bonaparte comforted softly: "Some wars cannot be stopped just because we want to. It depends on the attitudes of both parties, or even multiple parties! I want to pursue peace, but the Russian Empire insists on having its own way, so a war is inevitable!"

"I know!" Vernia nodded. She understood what Jérôme Bonaparte meant, but she still asked reluctantly: "Can't countries understand each other?"

"Vilnia, you have a good idea! If everyone was like you, there would be no more wars in this world!" Jerome Bonaparte first affirmed Wilnia's point of view, and then went on to say Vernia responded: "But you have to understand one thing. The relationship between countries has never been reciprocal! Strong countries can support weak countries around them and make them their own barriers, just like France now. The Empire and the Kingdom of Sardinia; they can also bully and even annex weak countries, just like the Russian Empire... But no matter which model it is, in the final analysis, it relies on the strong to bully the weak! This is the development history of mankind for thousands of years. , something that our ancestors had already imprinted on our genes when we were still apes!”

"Ape? Genes?" Vernia looked at Jérôme Bonaparte curiously, "Aren't we created by God?"

Jérôme Bonaparte then remembered that Mr. Darwin's Origin of Species would not be published until 1859, and the genetic theory was even more distant.

"This is what a friend of mine said to me. He told me that all species in the world evolved! We humans also evolved from apes!" Jérôme Bonaparte had no choice but to explain. , he didn’t know whether Darwin actually started writing his book “On the Origin of Species”.

[PS: Darwin started writing The Origin of Species in 1855, which means that Darwin has not yet written it. 】

"Really?" There was confusion in Wilnia's eyes.

"Of course it's true!" Jérôme Bonaparte boasted about Darwin to Vernia in a confident tone: "My friend visited many countries on the spot and then came to this conclusion. It will only take a few years. , he will publish his research results! By that time, you will understand whether what I said is correct or not!

Also, aren't we talking about war? Why did you suddenly jump to other issues? Let’s continue to come back to this issue! "

"Your Majesty, you just said that war is inevitable! Don't you think we have no other way to eliminate war?" Vernia replied to Jérôme Bonaparte.

"It's a pity! For now, we have nothing to do!" Jerome Bonaparte responded, shaking his head.

"Alas!" Wilnia let out a long sigh and laughed at herself: "If war itself is a sin, then my career cannot be called "noble". We are also the executioners and accomplices of sin! Especially people like me. People like this come here with other purposes in the first place!”

"Vilnia, you can't say that! No matter what your purpose is for coming here, when you arrive here and devote yourself to work, you have surpassed those who only criticize from the commanding heights now, but don't A man of practical action!" Jérôme Bonaparte could only patiently reassure Vernia: "You can't avoid war, but you can use your hands to help young people stand up again! This is already a great thing. A very noble thing!”

"But, Your Majesty!" Vernia said to Jérôme Bonaparte with tears in her eyes: "Do you know? When I see those young people of my age struggling and wailing in pain in front of me, That feeling until I stopped crying for death and I was helpless..."

"I know!" Jérôme Bonaparte hugged Wilnia gently. He felt Wilnia's trembling, and he began to regret letting Wilnia go through these things.

The current situation in Vernia reminds Jerome Bonaparte of the PSTD of later generations.

PSTD, also known as Traumatic Stress Disorder, refers to an individual who experiences, witnesses, or encounters one or more actual deaths involving themselves or others, or is threatened with death, or is seriously injured, or has a threat to their physical integrity. Delayed onset and persistence of mental disorders in individuals.

According to later reports on the incidence of PSTD, the incidence rate in women is much higher than that in men.

Therefore, Jérôme Bonaparte wondered whether Vernia was also infected with the disease after witnessing the condition of veterans who participated in the war.

"Vilnia, how about... you go back with me!" In the face of fame and fortune and Wilnia's physical and mental health, Jerome Bonaparte chose to let Wilnia leave. He didn't want to see a person tortured by PSTD. The blooming girl: "After the awarding is over, you will return to Paris and the Tuileries Palace with me!"

Hearing Jerome Bonaparte's answer, Vernia felt warm in her heart. She raised her head and responded firmly to Jerome Bonaparte: "No! Your Majesty, I will stay here! Until The war is over!"

"No! You're afraid your spirit won't be able to bear it!" Jérôme Bonaparte shook his head. Just over a month has passed and Vernia has become like this.

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"No! Your Majesty, I can bear it!" Vernia responded decisively to Jerome Bonaparte: "I am not as fragile as you think!"

"But you just..." Jérôme Bonaparte couldn't help but worry about Vernia.

"I just vented to you!" Wilnia stuck out her tongue playfully, "In this hospital, I can't show any weakness! Only by your side!"

Looking at the resolute Vernia in front of him, Jérôme Bonaparte sighed and said: "Since you insist on doing this, I won't force it! But you have to take care of yourself!"

"I know! Your Majesty!" Vernia stood up slightly and captured Jérôme Bonaparte's lips with her lips, and then grabbed Jerome Bonaparte's militia missile with her slender hands. :"love me!"

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