Chapter 334： Fun at the Court of Bonaparte

When the little girl in front of him called out his name, Jerome Bonaparte immediately recalled the girl's "origin".

Virginia Ordoini, Countess of Castiglione, attracted Napoleon III (Louis Napoleon) to become one of Napoleon III's mistresses with her beautiful appearance and soft figure. Because of her "help" Cavour was able to keep in touch with the Tuileries Palace from time to time, so as to make coping strategies.

It can be said that she is a "veritable" female diplomat, except that her cousin in history should meet her four years later, in the middle of the Crimean War in 1856, when she seemed to be only 18 years old. .

In this way, she is less than 14 years old now.

According to Jerome Bonaparte's previous life, girls in this age group are still in junior high school, but this poor child is willing to be the promoter of the unification of Italy at a naive age. some sadness.

Virginia Aldoini suddenly found that the French emperor's eyes were still full of "desire" from other men a moment ago. Pity", a look she had only seen from her father.

Virginia Aldoini curtseyed like a little adult: "Your Majesty!"

"Mmmm!" Looking at the little girl who pretended to be an adult in front of him, Jerome Bonaparte felt a wicked taste in his heart, and he stretched out his hand...

Just when everyone thought that His Majesty the Emperor would invite this beautiful woman to dance (including Victoria Aldoini herself), Jerome Bonaparte's next move was beyond everyone expected.

Jerome Bonaparte showed a wicked smile on his face, and then lightly flicked Victoria's forehead.

Everyone present showed expressions of surprise, and Victoria also watched Jerome Bonaparte's movements with astonishment.

Then, Jerome Bonaparte called for Wardray, the director of the ball.

"No such person is allowed to come to the ball in the future!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vaudrey, pointing to Victoria.

As soon as Jerome Bonaparte finished speaking, the faces of Victoria and Cavour turned pale for a moment.

Everyone present cast a sympathetic look at Victoria, but no one dared to argue for her.

Jerome Bonaparte's remarks almost completely blocked the possibility of Victoria from participating in the salon gathering in France. No one in France has yet dared to disobey Jerome Bonaparte's wishes.

Cavour felt a chill surge from his spine to his head, and the secret weapon he had worked so hard to prepare failed like this.

Victoria's face also showed a touch of despair and resentment. She didn't understand why she suffered such a fate.

This guy seemed very different from the guys who used to peek at her body.

Vaudrey, who also did not understand what was going on, could only take Jerome Bonaparte's words in his heart.

"Okay! Everyone, let's go!" Jerome Bonaparte also realized that his behavior just now seemed to be a social ban on a lady, and he hurriedly asked the onlookers to disperse.

The bourgeois at the ball were also unwilling to offend the emperor for a woman, and they broke up under the emperor's order.

Only Jerome Bonaparte, Cavour and Victoria were left at the scene.

Then, Jerome Bonaparte said to Cavour again: "Count Cavour, come with me!"

Then, he pointed to Victoria and added, "Come with me too!"

Seeing that the situation seemed to have taken a turn for the better, Cavour and Victoria hurriedly followed Jerome Bonaparte away from the ball.

After Jerome Bonaparte left, many Bourgeois regretted that Victoria was blocked by Jerome Bonaparte, and I am afraid that this young woman will never be seen in social places again.

Because all social places make her an unwelcome target.

On the other hand, Cavour and Victoria followed Jerome Bonaparte to a room.

"I made a blunder just now!" Jerome Bonaparte apologized for having almost "banned" a woman just now.

"Please don't say that!" Cavour instantly understood what Jerome Bonaparte meant, and he responded humbly to Jerome Bonaparte.

Victoria, who was standing aside, obviously did not understand the meaning of this sentence. At this time, she was still immersed in Jerome Bonaparte's ruthless ban on her.

Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte immediately called a female officer and ordered her to put Victoria in a room.

After Victoria left, only Cavour and Jerome Bonaparte remained.

"Your Excellency Count, I am very satisfied with your gift!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Cavour, and then pretended to be ignorant and asked: "You must have spent a lot of money to get it, right? !"

"It's an honor for me to receive your praise!" With a smile on his face, the Count of Cavour knew that he must not expose his relationship with Victoria, otherwise Victoria would be very likely to be arrested. As a spy: "It didn't cost much..."

Cavour gave a tactful account of the ins and outs, and claimed to have sent her in because he had heard of Victoria's relationship with Jerome Bonaparte.

"Huh?" Jerome Bonaparte was a little puzzled, as he remembered he didn't seem to know this guy.

"Your Majesty, her grandfather once served as a family advisor in Florence!" Cavour reminded Jerome Bonaparte.

Family advisor? There seems to be such a person in the memory of Jerome Bonaparte when his family was "exiled" to Florence, and then there seems to be a family adviser.

At that time, Jerome Bonaparte was still young, and many things were already blurred.

"It turns out that there is such a relationship!" Jerome Bonaparte didn't bother about it. The big deal was to let Marcel Yeruger send someone to Florence to investigate. As long as there was a little clue, he could find it to the bottom of the sky: "Now she completely belongs to the Tuileries Palace!"

"It's her honor!" Cavour responded.

After the "gift" was over, Jerome Bonaparte and Cavour appeared at the ball together. Everyone was curious about what the two of them talked about, but no one dared to ask.

They did not see Victoria until the end of the ball. When many active Bourgeois tried to inquire about Victoria through Cavour, Cavour refused them.

Cavour silently prayed that his cousin could help the cause of Italian unification, and even once hoped that his cousin could conquer Jerome Bonaparte.

In the next few days, Victoria, who lived in the Tuileries Palace, did not conquer the emperor as Cavour expected, and even said that Jerome Bonaparte never slept with her at all.

This made Victoria wonder for the first time if there was something wrong with her charm, so she repeatedly went to Jerome Bonaparte's study to harass her.

He even seduced Jerome Bonaparte repeatedly, licking the corner of his mouth from time to time to make a very seductive gesture.

Jerome Bonaparte watched silently what Victoria had done, and then corrected the copy.

As if Victoria did not exist.

Victoria, who was ignored over and over again, gritted her teeth with hatred like a fist on cotton, but she did not dare to reprimand the emperor with harsh words, she could only stand in the body of Jerome Bonaparte He watched Jerome Bonaparte quietly.

This situation continued for several days, until on the morning of February 10th, Jerome Bonaparte, who had revised the plan, raised his head and looked at Victoria, who was half lying on the sofa, wrapped in silk.

OK! You guy finally opened his eyes!

In Victoria's excited eyes mixed with arrogance, Jerome Bonaparte got up and gradually approached the sofa.

Just when Victoria thought that Jerome Bonaparte was about to make the next move, Jerome Bonaparte took off the Lev dress hanging on the hanger and threw it to Victoria.

Victoria looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a puzzled expression.

"Put it on! Don't catch a cold!" said Jerome Bonaparte in a commanding tone of Victoria.

Victoria put on Lev's dress, not to mention that after Victoria put on Lev's dress, there was a feeling of two-dimensional characters crossing into three-dimensional.

Jerome Bonaparte was a little absent-minded. Seeing Jerome Bonaparte's expression, Victoria's face flashed a little bit of joy Even the emperor could not escape after all.

After being absent for a while, Jerome Bonaparte answered his previous calm again, and he said again: "What do you want from me? Money? Status? Or honor?"

"I..." Victoria couldn't tell for a while, what she needed, all she did was just the mission given to her by Cavour.

"That's it! First tell me what you know? Mathematics? Biology? Physics? Or other aspects..." Jerome Bonaparte asked Victoria again.

"I..." Victoria got stuck again, she didn't seem to have anything to brag about except her beauty.

Victoria's silence had long been within Jerome Bonaparte's expectations, how much can a fourteen-year-old child learn.

"So, you have nothing but beauty!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and said to Victoria: "And there are no shortage of beautiful people around me. I can say that if I want, I just wave my hand. A group of them can come over! They may be slightly inferior to you in appearance, but they are almost the same when it is dark. So what is your core competitiveness..."