Eagle’s Glory

The king and the duke of Orleans were worried about the young man, and in some places there were cheers of another victory for the Bonaparte family in public opinion, and eagerly awaited the day when the empire would be reborn.

The Marquis of Treville is naturally one of them.

After saying goodbye to His Majesty, he traveled day and night, and finally returned to his home last night, ending his dangerous but rewarding journey.

The exhaustion of the journey did not wear down the passion in his heart, and the time spent with the young man gave him a lot of confidence. He believed that God had once again favored the Bonaparte family this time, and that his political choices could, after all, be for himself, And their children and grandchildren bring thousands of times the return.

In this quiet morning, the Marquis of Treville sat leisurely in the armchair in his study, but he was not reading or writing a letter, but was intently teasing the children on the desk.

To be precise, it was his eldest granddaughter, Charle de Treville.

Looking at his granddaughter who was crawling around on the desk, the marquis's sharp and cold eyes had given way to Ji Ai. He kept staring at this moving little guy, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to rub it.

His hands used to wield sabres and pistols, mercilessly reaping the lives of the enemy, but now they are unusually gentle, lest they hurt his granddaughter.

The warm touch from his hand made him feel the fetters of the blood connection.

Like himself, his granddaughter has fine blond hair, azure blue eyes, and milk-white skin that he doesn't have. The contours of her face and delicate features make people feel cute at first glance. ——At least the Marquis of Treville has regarded her as his pride.

As long as you take a look, no one will doubt that Xia Lu will be an extremely outstanding beauty in the future.

Of course, in the ups and downs of his life, the Marquis of Treville has seen countless beauties, and he has even seen them when they are no longer old or even dead. He knows that appearance is an asset for a woman, but sometimes it is There will also be tragedy.

The society will be polite to her, but it has hidden murderous intentions and always wants to drag her into the slutty sex. As long as they don't pay attention, they will degenerate and sink, and when they grow old, they will be completely forgotten by the world.

Power... Yes, power, only power can make beauty not become an embellishment or even a burden, and only power can make beauty more brilliant.

And this is what he has to do - he wants to let the Treville family go to the core of national power, and use power to decorate his granddaughter, so that she can freely choose her own life.

This is the best gift he can give his granddaughter as a grandfather.

He could see that he was getting closer and closer to this goal.

Just as he was teasing his granddaughter and contemplating, the door to the study quietly opened, and his son Edgar walked in with his daughter-in-law, Alice, and greeted him at the same time.

"dad."

The Marquis reluctantly withdrew his gaze from his granddaughter, and then hugged her into his arms.

He ignored the protesting cry and struggle of his granddaughter, and looked at his son and daughter-in-law.

His son is still well-dressed today and looks in high spirits; and his daughter-in-law is not only beautiful, but also has the charming charm of many little women because she has just given birth, and indeed looks like a perfect match. right.

Alas, if only things in this world were as they appeared on the surface... The Marquis sighed in his heart.

Then, he focused his attention and returned to the topic, "Has anything unusual happened at home recently?"

"No, Dad." Instead, Alice spoke first. "I have been paying attention to the situation at home recently. There is nothing unusual, and there are no bad rumors about your illness from the outside world."

"Looks like I've really been forgotten by the social world..." The Marquis sighed with a wry smile, feeling both fortunate and sad.

But he quickly put this emotion aside, "Very good... I've worked hard for you, Alice. Fortunately, you are here. If it was only Edgar, I'm afraid I would have been wanted long ago."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Edgar's face, but he soon disappeared. After all, he had been scolded by his father secretly and secretly countless times since he was a child, and he had already exercised his immunity.

"Compared to you, what I have done is completely insignificant." Alice replied with a smile, trying to ease the tension between father and son, "Your Majesty will definitely appreciate your loyalty and bravery."

"Yes, he is indeed very grateful to me." The marquis nodded calmly, "he said more than once in front of other people that when his career is successful, he will reward our family, not only me... but us family."

When he said this, he gently stroked Xia Lu's hair, "He also said that he would give Xia Lu a generous gift to congratulate her on her birthday. I guess the gift will be delivered in a while."

"This is really good." Alice looked at her daughter in surprise. "I have long thought that His Majesty is a well-mannered person, and he will know how to judge merits and deeds."

"Don't be too happy, the emperors always say the best things, especially when they ask others - but whether they can be fulfilled or not depends on the future." The Marquis of Treville still maintained After calming down, he looked at Alice again, "Alice, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again."

"Huh?" Alice was a little puzzled.

"In order to prevent what happens next, I must let the rumors come true." Marquis Treville's eyes were bright, and then he picked up a cup from the desk and opened the lid.

Immediately, Edgar and Alice found that there was an abnormal dark green juice in the cup, and if they got close, they could smell a very unpleasant odor inside.

Xia Lu, who was sitting in the arms of the marquis, was the first to smell the strong odor, her face wrinkled, and she burst into tears.

The originally serious Marquis was a little stunned by the cry, and then hurriedly put her on the ground. Alice hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her daughter again, trying her best to stop her crying.

"Oh, it seems that I'm getting older and my heart softens..." The Marquis sighed, "My heart hurts when I hear my granddaughter cry."

"Then you can stay with her more, I think she likes you very much too." Alice replied with a smile.

Then she asked again, "What's in the cup? Poison?"

"It's poison, but it's not very poisonous. It's one of the things I've learned during my many years of expeditions in the North and South—" The Marquis of Treville looked relaxed, but the words in his mouth were quite dangerous, "As long as you drink Under it, I'll be limp and weak like a tuberculosis for a certain period of time."

"Dad!" Edgar and Alice were shocked and tried to stop their father.

Although they don't know how strong the toxicity of this bottle of liquid is, at the Marquis' current age, even if he is usually in good health, the risk of drinking it is still too great.

The Marquis of Treville waved his hand, signaling his son and daughter-in-law not to say more.

"Since you want to act, you must act to the end. I can sense that the pseudo-king has become extremely furious. The recent domestic grievances have flattened his sanity. Once stimulated by this incident, he must be close to going crazy. So he will definitely do his best to retaliate, his lackeys will try their best to find clues to the conspiracy in order to take credit. As a former imperial general who has publicly stated that he still supports the Bonaparte family, I am sure There's no way to avoid cross-examination. If at this time they find out that I'm not as seriously ill as we announced, it will be a disaster for us."

Edgar and Alice looked at each other, and intellectually agreed with their father.

But emotionally, they were still reluctant to let their father make such a dangerous move.

"Dad!" Edgar tried to persuade. "As long as we handle it carefully, nothing will go wrong. You don't need to hurt yourself so much."

Although he is usually cold to others, he is full of love and respect for his father who has spoiled him since childhood. It is really hard to bear to see his father suffer such hardships.

"Hmph, compared to being born and dying on the battlefield, what is this torture?" The Marquis of Treville replied disdainfully, "Don't worry, I can't die, I can't let you go."

"But..." Edgar wanted to persuade him again, but was stopped by his wife.

"Just do as father says," Alice whispered. "I'll do the rest."

"Very good." The Marquis of Treville nodded with satisfaction, "Alice... I'm so glad that you are on our side. There is no one else as trustworthy as you are by my side."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the cup and drank it with a fearless attitude.

As soon as he drank it, the Marquis was so stimulated by these liquids that he wanted to vomit, but he forcibly restrained himself and half-lyed on the armchair.

Then, he covered his chest and began to sweat, but his consciousness was barely awake.

"It's really strong." He smiled weakly.

Edgar couldn't take it any longer, he walked over to his father, took his hand, and began to cry. "Dad...you mustn't have an accident."

Alice was also quite distressed and frightened. She barely maintained her composure, picked up the cup from the Marquis, carefully wiped it off with silk, and put it in its original position.

She doesn't know what will happen next, but she knows that she must live up to her trust, because this is also her home, and she absolutely does not want to see her family become victims due to political changes.

The lovely daughter in her arms had just stopped crying. She looked at her mother and grandfather in confusion, as if she didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Xia Lu, it'll be alright." Alice comforted her daughter in a low voice, but it was more like comforting herself, "Everything we did today was worth it..."

At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door of the study.

"What's the matter?" Alice immediately became alert. After all, when the masters were getting together, the servants would not easily dare to break the rules to disturb them.

"Ma'am, a few police detectives came to visit. They said they wanted to see the general..." A hurried answer came from outside the door.

Alice was horrified for a moment, then couldn't help but look back at her father-in-law.

At this time, the justice was lying on the chair with squinted eyes, and seemed to be out of breath and out of breath, whoever looked at it was a sick person.

Just in time... she thought.

Her father-in-law is indeed an amazing person, and a person worthy of emulation and respect.

"I'll deal with them," she said to her husband. "Take your father to the bedroom to rest."

Then she opened the door and followed the servant downstairs to the living room.

Upon seeing this beautiful lady, the detectives immediately took off their hats to salute her.

"Excuse me, why do you all come to visit?" Alice asked solemnly.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry that we took the liberty to interrupt. I was ordered to question the owner of your house." The chief sheriff replied.

"Are you looking for the general? Is there anything?" Alice shook her head. "He's seriously ill now, and it's really inconvenient to see guests. If you have anything, just tell me—"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you, ma'am—I was ordered to interrogate General Treville about the conspiracy of the Bonapartists. Only by seeing him face to face can I complete my mission."

"So are you going to do this to a general who was born and died for France? Even when he is seriously ill, he is not allowed to rest!" Alice scolded them angrily, "My father-in-law is old and has He is recovering from illness, how can he have any spare energy to participate in any conspiracy?"

"I have no ill will towards the general, but an order is an order," the sheriff insisted, "Ma'am, out of respect for the general and you, we have been quite polite, but I must regret to remind you that if you are still If I interfere with my official duties, then this is contempt for the authority of the king and the government."

"Your Majesty?! That's right!" Alice also did not give in. "You should know that my father is a favorite in the court. It is very easy for him to see the king. If you dare to be rude today, then I will go. Your Majesty has spoken before!"

Although she was petite, she was so aggressive at this time that the sheriff hesitated.

Of course he knew the origin of this lady, and it was precisely because he knew that he was so polite—of course, if he further knew that after the lady got married, the two in-laws despised each other and almost never communicated, then the situation might be Not quite the same.

"I must carry out my mission—" he repeated after a moment's hesitation, but his voice softened.

"Okay, then I'll take you to see him, but I'll never allow you to do anything rude, don't forget that his surname is Treville!" Alice glared at the sheriff before replying firmly "You have to take responsibility for everything you do."

After she finished speaking, she took the sheriff and his party upstairs to the bedroom of the Marquis of Treville. At this time, they saw the unconscious general lying on the bed.

The sheriff alertly put his hand on the general's neck to feel the pulse, then looked at his face again.

It is indeed quite ill, as rumored.

"Sorry, ma'am," he turned to look at Alice, "maybe the general is really not suitable for questioning right now - when he gets better, please let me know, we need to ask about the situation."

"I don't think there is anything else to explain, his merits and his dignity will not allow himself to be regarded as a criminal." Alice looked at the other party coldly, and then answered proudly, "Now, please leave immediately! "