Eagle’s Glory

The conversation with his uncle made Aegron very happy. After all, this uncle was very friendly to him, and he also felt a lot of feelings from his uncle.

No matter how many ups and downs there were in those years, his uncle, after all, once stood at the top of France's power and had seen too many things, so when talking and laughing, people could reminisce about that bygone era.

However, the dinner would come to an end, and their conversation could not last indefinitely. When it was late at night, Prince Lucien-Bonaparte finally stopped talking and said goodbye to his mother and nephew—he had a lot of himself Things have to be dealt with, but I can't rest here with my mother.

"It's getting late, I think I have to go back."

"Goodbye, uncle." Aegron bid him farewell with a slight reluctance, "I will remember your teachings."

"As a loser, I have nothing to teach you. At most, I can only tell you stories." Lucien Bonaparte replied with a smile, "But seeing you are so outstanding, I am very heartbroken. Happy, so I wish you all the best in the future."

"If I can really get what I want, then I will find a way to make up for the rift between our two families." Aegron took the opportunity to make a promise.

"Cracks? No cracks, it's already gone!" Lucien-Bonaparte laughed. "And, my nephew, I'm old enough to see if you can get what you want. On that day, but whether I am here or not, our family will be your friendly friends - but we will not be your servants, we would rather silently bless you in Rome."

Aigron understood what his uncle meant - even if he did restore the empire one day, his uncle Lucien's family would not come to Paris to beg him for favor, and would rather stay in Rome to live.

Although this uncle is old, his stubbornness has not changed... He sighed silently in his heart, feeling a little mixed in his heart.

Looking at it from another angle, maybe this is a good thing. After all, in this case, he will not have to worry about how to settle the relatives in this house after the event is over. The Bonaparte family is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it would be better if it could be less troublesome.

"You are really full of personality, full of the charm of that era, uncle." Finally, he can only answer the other side, "Okay, if this is your will, then I can only respect your personal opinion. But even if we The two families are separated, and the bond of affection will always tie us together spiritually - just like today."

"That's great, Aegron, you're not a poet, are you?" Lucien sneered. "This eloquence is really good."

"I do occasionally." Aegron nodded.

"It is true that the madness of a poet and the prudence of a politician are qualities that are difficult to have at the same time, but if they can be combined, they will surely be good. I wish you can do it, my nephew." The prince said solemnly to his nephew. .

But immediately his face softened again, "I will give you news as soon as possible, and when the day when His Majesty the Pope comes to my house, come over, I think this is the most useful thing I can do for you. "

"I'll be on time for the appointment—" Aegron nodded and promised. "Uncle, I'm not talking to you politely, you did solve a problem for me."

"Really? That's my honor." Lucien Bonaparte laughed again, then hugged his nephew, "Aigron, I can understand the fire and blood in your heart, because I once had those things too. , I know what it's like... so let it go, I'm so proud of you! I used to think that God abandoned our family, but today I understand that our luck is not exhausted, God is still there Bless us!"

After saying this proudly, he said no more, turned and left, while the others at the table silently watched the prince leave.

After her son left, the Empress Dowager Letizia also yawned.

"Looks like our family reunion is coming to an end. Aigron, please forgive me for not being able to entertain you any more. My brother and I are both old and we must go to bed at this time..."

"I took the liberty to disturb you, please forgive me, grandma." Aigron hurriedly said good night, "I wish you good night, I think you will sleep soundly tonight."

"Of course, I'm in a great mood now, and I'll have a good dream tonight." Letizia showed a weird smile, "For example, dreaming of my great-grandson crawling around on my lap? "

Agron and Teresa looked at each other awkwardly.

"Hahaha, don't mind, I'm just joking—" The old woman laughed, then blinked slightly, "However, I really should have given you two young couples a chance to be alone... ...My grandson, when I see you, I feel so happy! Oh, I really don't know what qualifications I have for God to care for me so much, to have such a lovely grandson and grandson-in-law in my twilight years."

The old man let out an unstoppable laugh, and then went to their respective rooms to sleep with Cardinal Fish.

After the two old men left, Agron and Teresa looked at each other again, but this time they were both relieved.

Although it is very pleasant to eat and chat with the elders, but because they are elders, it is quite tiring to deal with.

Grandma was right, now is the time to enjoy some alone time.

Agron walked up to Teresa, then kissed her cheek gently, "Teresa, let's go."

"It's time to rest." Teresa also breathed a sigh of relief, "It would be great if all the members of our family were like grandma and uncle."

"Although some people are still rebellious, they will be tamed sooner or later." Aegron replied, "Don't mind, Teresa, as long as they still ask us, then they will be your servants and mine."

Then, he took Teresa's hand and led the maid to the room arranged for the two of them.

After a hasty wash, they lay down on the bed together as usual.

As soon as he lay down, Aigron's hands habitually wrapped around the girl's waist, and then hugged her.

Although he has been used to this kind of hug for a few months, every time he feels the touch from his body, he still feels unusually comfortable.

It's still the cold season of early spring, so both of them are still wearing thick cotton pajamas, but even so, that kind of uneasy feeling still rises from their hearts.

"Well..." He breathed a long sigh of relief, "Teresa, my grandmother is really polite to you. Before we asked for money, she offered to give you the property."

"That's natural, she has always sympathized with me. When I went to Rome to see her, she always felt sorry for me and felt that she owed me too much... So, she wanted to use this method to Make up for the guilt in your heart." Teresa answered pointedly.

Although her tone was flat, Aegron could hear something in her words - however, he wisely chose not to pick up on it again.

Fortunately, Teresa just wanted to stab her husband, and didn't plan to go over the old accounts, so she took the initiative to change the subject, "But then again, grandma's arrangement seems to be to hand over all her property to me... "

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Agron asked back.

"Shouldn't she just give it to you directly? You are the grandson," Teresa replied.

"Maybe she thinks you are another her... You are all women who married into this family and then managed the family business as mistresses." Aigron thought for a second, then replied, "She thinks Entrusting your own property to your care can better reflect the importance and expectations of you."

There was another sentence he didn't say - Letizia was afraid that Agron would regret Teresa in the future, so she asked Teresa to manage these properties as a means of coercion.

Of course, this kind of coercion means nothing to him.

"She wants me to be like her..." Teresa seemed to accept Aegron's explanation, murmuring to herself, and then her face suddenly flushed.

Aegron was puzzled at first, and then suddenly understood what she had in mind. "Do you think that you have as many children as she does?"

Teresa gave him a stern look, as if she wanted to refute, but was speechless.

"That's too tiring." After a while, she said slightly wincing.

Agron couldn't help laughing.

Indeed, after Letizia married Aigron's grandfather, Charles Bonaparte, they gave birth to more than ten children in total. The children who lived to adulthood alone had five sons and three daughters.

Among the women of this era, it is actually not uncommon. The ancestor of Teresa, the famous Queen Teresa, also gave birth to more than a dozen children...

Even Teresa herself has five or six siblings.

When Teresa thought of this, she felt a little scared but also had some expectations. It was normal.

"If you don't want to have so many children, we can find a way to control it." Aigron whispered, "I can try to pay attention."

"That won't do." Teresa shook her head resolutely, "My mother told me long ago that the Bonaparte family is already thin in your generation, and in your line, you are the only one. The only seedling, this is too dangerous, it is like a candle in the wind, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the crisis of cutting off... I should make efforts to spread branches and leaves for our family and give birth to a few more children. Come, let you get out of this crisis."

Aigron was both moved and amused.

In fact, he doesn't particularly care about inheritance, but in this era, it is normal for nobles to care about family inheritance, and he can't pour cold water on Teresa.

"Then how many do you think are suitable?" Aegron asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but... at least I can't lose to my mother, right?" Teresa replied in a low voice, "I don't want to be laughed at by my mother anyway..."

What's so shameful about this kind of question... Aegron said heartily.

It seems that some things are indeed deep-rooted and subtle thinking. Although Teresa is usually very open-minded, on this issue, it is no different from Mrs.

However, this is also because you love yourself so much, right?

If you don't love it, how can you care so much about how many children you have with yourself?

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with emotion again.

"So... let's start with the first one?" he suggested with a smile.

"Today?! We just finished such a long journey!" Teresa's eyes widened, she seemed surprised, "Aren't you tired?"

"I won't be tired with you in my arms." Aigron said, pressing closer to the girl, making her feel the unmistakable "evidence".

"Look, I'm very energetic."

Teresa narrowed her eyes, and looked at her little husband who was close at hand with eyes like a monster.

"However, we are at our grandma's house now." She pointed out the fact, "We are new here, we should observe etiquette and not do those embarrassing things."

"You have to pay attention to so many restraints in your grandma's house, so what's the point of living?" Aegron retorted in a low voice, "Besides, our grandma will be very happy that we are so energetic, she just kept saying hope Have a great-grandson sooner..."

Teresa was speechless by Aegron's refutation—or rather, she wasn't so insistent against it in the first place.

At this moment, Aegron's hands began to become irregular again, making the girl's breathing quicken.

"Then..." Teresa seemed to finally be unable to bear it anymore, and was about to agree to her husband's request to endure the next storm.

Before she could finish speaking, Aigron suddenly interrupted her again, "Teresa... well, you're right when you think about it, we've just finished such a long journey, and I'm a little tired myself. Now, it's not good to toss again... Besides, as new guests, we should be quiet and not cause trouble to others."

These words, like a basin of cold water, made the girl froze.

Then, ashamed and angry, she kicked her husband lightly, "What are you pretending to be at this time? Did you do it on purpose?!"

Aigron groaned in pain on the surface, but snickered in his heart.

After being with Teresa for so long, of course he could guess what his wife was thinking - Teresa had scruples on the surface, but in fact, she had already tasted the essence, and she just had to show restraint, so she deliberately tweaked it, just to make it happen. Aigron took the initiative to ask for it.

It was precisely because Aegron had seen through her twisting, he often deliberately teased her and made her angry.

Of course, this kind of teasing was limited to the boudoir teasing between husband and wife, and he didn't dare to really make Teresa angry.

"So do you want it?" he asked with a smile. "I feel like my state is about to pass..."

"I want it! I want it!" Teresa blushed, then kissed her little husband resignedly, "Stop talking!"

In this way, a small storm arose in the room, and Aigron ended his first night in Rome in this way.