Chapter 18： The Death of Louis Napoleon (Part 2)

"My dear cousin, the revival of the Bonaparte family is up to you!"

Perhaps it was the reflection of the light. When he was dying, Louis Napoleon's voice miraculously ceased to be hoarse, and his pale and sluggish face recovered a little bit of energy.

"Cousin!" Jerome Bonaparte looked at the recovered Louis Napoleon and already vaguely knew in his heart that this might be his last moment.

"Cousin, call Pesini and the others! I have something to tell them!"

After saying this, Louis Napoleon wilted like a deflated balloon, and a violent cough came out of Louis Napoleon's mouth again.

Seeing this, Jerome quickly trotted to the first floor.

Downstairs, Pesini, Fleury, and others sat on the sofa on the first floor as if they had received some spiritual suggestion. Some of them frowned, some folded their hands...

In short, their mood was closely linked to the physical condition of Louis Napoleon on the second floor, but they did not dare to face the seriously ill Louis Napoleon. To be precise, they did not dare to face themselves.

In particular, Pesini, who has been by Louis Napoleon's side for more than ten years, pinned his dreams, hopes and everything on Louis Napoleon. He firmly believed that Louis Bonaparte would definitely become the ruler of France, and now Louis Napoleon is about to face death, and his dream is very likely to be annihilated with the death beside Louis Napoleon!

Pesini's mind was completely blank, and he no longer wanted to hear any unfavorable news.

Jerome's downstairs brought the last thing Pesini didn't want to face in front of him.

Almost all eyes were on Jerome, with despair and pleading in their eyes.

Jerome's heart is also a little heavy. The dim kerosene light shines on his face that looks like an emperor (Emperor Napoleon), which adds a touch of holiness. His sad face and firm eyes are very similar to those after the Battle of Waterloo. Him.

"Emperor..." Pesini opened his mouth and almost called out the word "Your Majesty". After careful observation, he realized that Jerome's face was very different from the emperor's, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Prince. Your Highness, Your Majesty's body..."

Pessini didn't dare to ask further questions, and was waiting for Jerome's reply with two points of confusion, three points of anxiety and five points of unease.

"Your Majesty, he..." Jerome said with difficulty: "Let you all come over!"

The mood of Pesini and the others was as if they had fallen into the abyss, and their last hope was also shattered.

The emperor still couldn't wait for a miracle.

Pesini opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Tailan's tears streamed in her eyes.

"You are the emperor's most loyal friends and partners, so..." Jerome Bonaparte said to Tyrann and the others with a low moan, "Go up!"

Jerome walked to the front of the line, followed by Pessini, Fleury, Tyran and others.

Originally it only took less than 1 minute to complete the trip, but Pesini and others walked for a full 2 ​​minutes.

When Jerome Bonaparte opened the room, everyone saw the gesture of the monarch/prince they were loyal to.

The servant who was in charge of taking care of Louis Napoleon's daily life couldn't help sobbing softly, and Fleury, an iron man who had experienced fighting in Algeria, also snorted slightly.

"Come in..." came Louis Napoleon's weak and hoarse voice.

Everyone enters the room, this may be Louis Napoleon's last order.

"Persini!" Louis Napoleon called out to Persini first.

"Your Majesty, I'm here!" Pessini said with a weeping voice.

"Persini...cough...my friend..." Louis Napoleon coughed and said to Persini: "You fought with me, we fought to subvert the dynasty together, went to prison together! I thought we Will ascend to the throne of France together, and now it seems that God does not love me!"

"Your Majesty, you will be fine! I promise God!" Pessini's voice became even more choked. After decades of following, he and Louis Napoleon have become not only monarchs and attendants, but more like them. A pair of friends, Persini was reluctant to accept the death of Louis Napoleon.

"Pessini, don't comfort me anymore! I know my physical condition! When I am dying, I hope you can promise me a condition!" Louis Napoleon's voice gradually weakened, and his breath gradually became faster: " This is my plea to you as a friend!"

"Your Majesty, your will is my direction!" Persini said to Louis Napoleon obediently.

"I hope you can...help my cousin...take France's rights! This is my only plea to you as your friend!"

As the Louis Bonaparte Group, who is second only to Louis Napoleon, Persini holds the biggest voice besides Louis Bonaparte, and is also the candidate to connect the hidden Bonapartists in France. UU reading

If Persini was unwilling to assist Jerome, Jerome would have to spend a lot of effort to reintegrate Louis Napoleon's forces.

Of course, Pessini could only continue to follow in Bonaparte's footsteps.

Looking at the dying Louis Napoleon, Persini's heart is full of gratitude, the Louis Napoleon Cabal will not dissipate because of Louis Napoleon's death, they will allegiance to the new monarch until he ascends the throne of France .

"Your Majesty's will is my direction!" Pessini reiterated.

Louis Napoleon smiled with satisfaction.

Next, Louis Napoleon had a few words with everyone present.

"Jérôme, come here! I have something to tell you!" Louis Napoleon's voice was so weak that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully.

Jerome came to the head of Louis Napoleon's bed, his right ear was close to the profile of Louis Napoleon's face.

"Remember...you must...get the approval of the United Kingdom...remember my agreement with them..."

"I see!" Jerome Bonaparte pursed his lips to show his understanding.

Louis Napoleon lay down and slowly closed his eyes as if he had exhausted all his strength.

In the dimness, he seemed to see that he became the president of the Second Republic, and then became the emperor of the empire through a coup. He was introduced to marry a young lady from Spain and gave birth to his first legitimate son. He won the Russian Empire that his uncle didn't win back then... But he didn't find the shadow of his cousin in his dream.

This ending seems to be good too!

Louis Napoleon died at 0:02 on May 1, 1848, at the age of 40.