Make France Great Again

"Elizabeth, what's the matter with you? Why are you always absent-minded?"

After Franz Joseph's scolding reached Elizabeth's ears, Elizabeth couldn't help but tense up, and her slender hands unconsciously used force: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I was distracted just now!"

Damn it! Why did I speak to her in such an attitude just now!

Looking at the nervous fiancée in front of him, Franz Joseph couldn't help but feel annoyed. He didn't abandon Helen and choose Elizabeth just to vent his anger on her.

However, based on the emperor's self-esteem, Franz Joseph did not choose to apologize to Elizabeth, but said to Elizabeth in a slightly tough tone: "Pay attention next time!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Elizabeth responded, and then danced the last part with Franz Joseph.

After the song ended, Elizabeth took her hand away from Franz Joseph's.

Under Franz Joseph's astonished gaze, Elizabeth looked around, looking for traces of Jerome Bonaparte.

A few seconds later, Elizabeth spotted Jérôme Bonaparte.

At this time, Jerome Bonaparte was holding a pretty lady with one hand, and the other hand was holding the lady's hand tightly, which was extremely ambiguous.

Pooh! What a pair of adulterers**!

Elizabeth cursed unconsciously in her heart, and she began to feel unworthy of sister Augusta.

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!" Franz Joseph's voice reached Elizabeth's ears again.

After reacting, Elizabeth quickly responded to Franz Joseph: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"The second dance is about to begin! You can't do what you did just now!" Franz Joseph reminded.

"Yes!" Elizabeth replied to Franz Joseph.

The second song sounded again. This time Elizabeth did not make mistakes as frequently as before, but Franz Joseph keenly discovered that Elizabeth's eyes were always looking in a certain direction.

So during the gap between the second and third songs, Franz Joseph followed Elizabeth's line of sight while she was dancing, and at the end of his line of sight he spotted Richard Metternich.

Could it be that Elizabeth is...impossible! They don't know each other at all!

Franz Joseph shook his head to dispel his absurd thoughts.

Poor Richard Metternich didn't know that his inadvertent position almost made him fall into the suspicion of the monarch.

After dancing a few songs, Elizabeth gradually gave up any hope.

In her heart, Jerome Bonaparte also changed from a family-oriented monarch to a duplicitous villain.

"Elizabeth, I'm afraid I won't be able to dance with you in the next song!" Franz Joseph said apologetically.

"Why?" Elizabeth responded to Franz Joseph in confusion.

Franz Joseph told Elizabeth that he had received a request from Mrs. Walewski to dance with her.

"Countess Walewski? Is she very powerful?" Elizabeth asked in a low voice.

Franz Joseph nodded and replied to Elizabeth: "His husband is Jerome Bonaparte's favorite, and Walewski is likely to succeed De Ruys as foreign minister. People, so I can’t refuse the invitation!”

"I know!" Elizabeth nodded understandingly.

After Franz Joseph left, Elizabeth stood alone.

Many people who wanted to invite Elizabeth to dance were stopped by Elizabeth's identity.

Looking at the group of well-dressed gentlemen around her, Elizabeth showed a disappointed expression on her face.

Just as Elizabeth was about to leave the dance floor, Jerome Bonaparte's voice reached Elizabeth's ears: "Princess Elizabeth, do you also lack a dance partner?"

Elizabeth turned to look at Jérôme Bonaparte and nodded.

"I wonder if I would be honored to be your dance partner?" Jérôme Bonaparte politely extended his hand to Elizabeth.

"This is my honor! Your Majesty!" Elizabeth responded respectfully, and then put her hand on Jerome Bonaparte's.

When Jérôme Bonaparte's hand held Elizabeth's hand together, the band once again played a cheerful movement. This time the band chose a piece by the late music master Chopin.

Jérôme Bonaparte and Elizabeth began to dance to the rhythm.

"Little one, you look very unhappy!" Jerome Bonaparte asked Elizabeth in a low voice while jumping.

"Your Majesty, my name is not little one!" Elizabeth pouted and emphasized. She didn't like people to treat her as a child who hadn't grown up.

"Then what should I call you? Elizabeth? Sissi?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked Elizabeth with a smile.

After all, she is still a little girl!

"Sissi!" Elizabeth thought for a while and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Sissi, why do you look a little unhappy! Did Franz make you angry again?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Elizabeth curiously.

"No!" Elizabeth shook her head, then raised her head and glanced at Jerome Bonaparte.

"Then why did you look so sad just now?" Jérôme Bonaparte continued.

"That's because..." Elizabeth hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

"Why?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked doubtfully.

"You are all liars!" Elizabeth said something that made Jerome Bonaparte feel dumbfounded.

"When did I become a liar!" Jérôme Bonaparte pretended to be aggrieved and said: "I risked my life to dance with you!"

"Hmph! When you were in the room just now, weren't you still talking about your love for Sister Augusta?" Elizabeth's tone was slightly questioning.

"That's right! I do love Augusta!" Jérôme Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds and replied confidently.

"Then you just put your arms around other people's waists and made such intimate gestures!"

Speaking of this, Elizabeth's face turned slightly red.

After a long time of fussing, this little girl hasn't experienced much dancing at all.

"Intimate?" Jerome Bonaparte slightly adjusted his position so that Elizabeth could see Franz Joseph.

At this time, Franz Joseph also put a hand on Mrs. Walewski's waist, making a move that made Elizabeth look very intimate.

Elizabeth lost her mind for a moment, and her originally rhythmic steps suddenly became chaotic. If Jérôme Bonaparte hadn't quickly and gently hugged Elizabeth's waist, Elizabeth would have been embarrassed at the ball.

"Thank you!" Elizabeth expressed her gratitude to Jerome Bonaparte, and then she immediately realized that Jerome Bonaparte was also somewhat ambiguous with the actions he was currently taking.

Their bodies were almost touching, Jérôme Bonaparte bent down and met Elizabeth's eyes.

"Sissi, this is ballroom dancing! Physical contact is of course essential!" Faced with such a scene, Jerome Bonaparte did not feel anything wrong.

In his eyes, Princess Sissi is just a cute little sister at best.

In terms of cuteness, she can indeed be called the best in the show.

However, when it comes to the actual competition of hardware implementation, whether it is Augusta, Marquise Allais, Eugenie, or Madame Walewski, they are all better than the little girl in front of me. The size of Nia's chest is much more majestic than Elizabeth's.

Seeing Princess Sissi, the person Jérôme Bonaparte could have thought of was Vernia when they first met.

"Furthermore, how do you know that I was secretly doing it behind Augusta's back?" Jérôme Bonaparte then asked.

"Ah!" Elizabeth could not help but exclaimed in a low voice: "Are all you French people so bold?"

"I am not a pure French!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded to Elizabeth in German: "Actually, I have lived in Württemberg longer than I have lived in France! Ogu Star is also my childhood sweetheart!”

Elizabeth also turned to German and said to Jerome Bonaparte: "Even if you are not a pure French, you should not..."

"Sissi, you don't understand France!" Jérôme Bonaparte explained to Elizabeth: "This country has a bohemian romance in its bones, so if you want to be the monarch of this country, you must cater to romance!" A conservative-minded monarch can never become the ruler of this country. I love Augusta as much as I love the Tuileries Palace!

Only children make choices! "

"Then you shouldn't have deceived Sister Augusta!" Elizabeth complained for Queen Augusta.

"I'm not cheating!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Elizabeth: "All my lovers, Augusta, know it, and they get along pretty well!"

"Ah!" Elizabeth was once again surprised by Jérôme Bonaparte's remarks.

"I cherish everyone I love and everyone who loves me!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded to Elizabeth with a solemn expression: "Although I cannot give everyone the same status, I cherish their Love is the same, and I respect all their choices!"

"Humph! After all, what is the difference between you and other monarchs?" Elizabeth deceived Jerome Bonaparte.

"The most difficult thing in this world is to treat people as human beings!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Elizabeth: "Which monarch you have ever seen really respects women? They just treat women as human beings." Women treat it as their own property, just a small gift!”

"how about you?"

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