War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Albrecht may seem rude on the outside, but he is actually a thoughtful person. It is no wonder that his question left Karolina speechless for a moment.

While the eldest brother's attention was focused on the younger sister, Friedrich, who had been embarrassed by the previous lesson, quietly got up.

His eyes wandered between the stern-faced Albrecht and "drowned" Carolina several times, and he immediately understood the cause and effect of the matter. The image of her riding a horse and falling into an artificial lake came to his mind, and he couldn't help it. Snickered.

"What are you laughing at?" As a result, he was punched in the head by his elder brother again.

"Hey, this coat looks familiar. It looks like the one Franz often wears. Could it be that he fished you out of the lake?"

"So his name is Franz?" Karolina said thoughtfully.

"Yes, and he is not only your nephew, but also very likely to become the future emperor of this country."

"He is Franz Joseph! I remember my father always mentioned him, saying that he was the best among the descendants of the entire royal family, and he had extremely unique insights in economics, politics, and military affairs.

If he takes charge of the empire one day, he will most likely become the greatest monarch in the history of our family. "Carolina murmured.

At the time, she thought her father was joking and did not take his praise to heart.

After all, a sight is worth a hundred words. Alexander, who was previously known as a sensible and polite man, revealed his true colors in front of Karolina. If he married that kind of playboy, it would be better to stay in a monastery for the rest of his life.

Alexander inherited the advantages of his parents. He was tall and handsome, with the temperament of a soldier and an artist. However, because he had just drank heavily, he felt more like a gangster, which Karolina really couldn't accept, especially the hungry wolf-like expression he showed from time to time, which made her nauseous.

In her eyes, the Russian crown prince is a narcissist who lacks cultivation. Franz, on the other hand, had a completely different feeling.

His handsome, clean appearance and humble and courteous image were much better than the playboy Alexander, and he was also not like his dull father, Archduke Franz Karl.

Even compared to his brothers, he is far superior. Albrecht, the burly eldest brother, was already going bald before he reached his thirties.

The unsmiling second brother, Carl Ferdinand, wears his monocle all day long, like a scholar who deals with boring books every day, and is so gloomy that he can almost drip with water.

The third brother, Friedrich, is as lively as a little monkey who jumps up and down and chirps all day long, but he is less popular with women because he has been with the sea and sailors all year round.

The younger brother William is as fragile as a piece of fragile glass. Even a little external stimulation can cause him to have epileptic seizures. If he is not careful, he will fall or even break his bones.

Thinking of this, Carolina's thoughts couldn't help but go back to the moment when she was clinging to that strong chest and listening to the beating of her heart, and she couldn't help but blush on her face.

Seeing that their sister looked a little dull, the two brothers quickly put their hands on her forehead.

"Your forehead is very hot. You must have caught a cold. It's better to call a doctor." Albrecht suggested.

"No, I don't want to be bled by those hateful guys!" The frightened Carolina was so frightened that she stepped back repeatedly, but the paternalistic eldest brother carried her on his shoulders without any explanation.

"You are still talking stupid things at this time. How can you cure your disease without bloodletting!"

Carolina, who did not listen to the advice, tried to break away from Albrecht's hands on her hands and knees. At this time, the previous discussion with Franz suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but say.

"Wait a minute, I remembered. There is a new medicine specially provided by the military, which is specially used to treat colds. Do you want to try it?"

"What kind of medicine is that? What's its name?"

"Allicin capsules."

"I really didn't know that my eldest brother, who has always been rigid and unsmiling, actually learned how to joke. I won't even bite you for this name." Karolina couldn't help but sneered.

"Oh? Really? This was invented by that geek Franz." Friedrich deliberately teased.

"This kid likes to sit in his study all day long and make these weird inventions, such as the unbearably bitter instant coffee," Albrecht added.

"Okay, I'll just trust you once." Carolina nodded.

"Don't you hate eating garlic?" Friedrich continued to joke.

"I'm not a vampire, how can I be afraid?" Carolina retorted.

"Oh, it turns out our little sister is in love for the first time, but I don't know if he will have time to chat with you in the future due to his busy schedule." Friedrich decided to share this big news with his brother as soon as possible.

"Franz... he's actually not bad. He seems to be particularly good at handling relationships with older women." Albrecht said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, that kid has a ridiculously good rapport with women. He actually kidnapped a Japanese female student last time." Friedrich had a jealous look on his face.

"I've had enough of you two Riddlers!"

Carolina shook her head and smiled bitterly. It was not easy to communicate with these two older men. She couldn't help but sigh that it would be great if she had a sane younger brother or sister who could talk to her.

Of course, this is just a wishful thinking. Just as night was about to fall, the three of them left the palace and got on the carriage and drove towards their palace.

What the three siblings didn't expect was that Adjani had been quietly following Karolina. She wanted to know the identity of this interesting little girl, and left quietly after witnessing everything.

Then she intercepted a letter from Archduchess Carolina to Franz. Of course, Adjani didn't have the courage to open her boss's letter privately, but she knew from the latter's frown when he read the letter that the little girl must have caused him great embarrassment.

"Adjani, you are overthinking. My marriage must be a political union and will not change based on my personal likes and dislikes."

Franz's indifferent and cold tone couldn't help but make Adjani feel a little more regretful.

"It seems that even an emperor's house has a lot of helplessness."

In fact, Franz simply sneered at such words, because historically the original owner married Princess Sissi on his own initiative, and how could he, who now has the memory of future generations, allow others to control his own destiny?

As for Karolina, the daughter of Archduke Karl, Franz only met her once and she was the most beautiful princess he had ever seen. However, he was only eleven years old at this time and was far from being able to talk to her. Marriage depends on the age of marriage.

Of course, Franz’s “political marriage theory” just now is not entirely a lie.

It is normal for a future monarch's marriage to have a political nature. The marriage partner is either a foreign country that can bring political benefits to the country, or it is to stabilize or ease the relationship between the two countries, or it is simply to obtain a legal heir.

At the very least, the status of the candidates who meet the above conditions must be equal, otherwise there is a high possibility of repeating the mistakes of history. The scene where the entire palace united to fight against the queen will be staged again, and Franz's head will have to be taken by then. It was so painful that it exploded.

Not only did this aunt have no political capital, but she was also very close to Franz by blood. He did not want the tragedy of consanguineous marriage to happen again.