Before the sudden change, Shire, who had always been calm, could not maintain his calmness now. He looked at the girl in front of him in a daze, and it was difficult for him to accept the reality in front of him.

His Royal Highness of the Empire, His Majesty the Emperor's favorite daughter, lived in a deep palace and actually ran to the birthday party of a banker's daughter quietly. All this is incredible.

But no matter what, this is reality, and we must accept reality.

After a moment of uneasiness, Charles finally forced himself to regain his calmness. He looked at Matilda next to him and smiled bitterly. "Did you bring her here?"

In order not to alarm others, his voice was low, and only Matilda could hear it.

"Yes, I brought His Highness the Princess here." Matilda's face was still a little red, and her eyes moved to the side because she was embarrassed. "I told His Highness the Princess about Miss Tanglar, but she was very interested and asked me to take her to see it together, but the result..."

Shire immediately understood.

Like Fran, Matilda admires Miss Eugenie De Tanglar's talent very much, and feels unfair about her rejection by her classmates, so she also wants to build momentum for the other party.

The difference is that Fran is praising Miss Dongrale in front of his brother, while Matilda finds His Royal Highness the Princess.

Charles had no way to judge whether Matilda intended to bring His Highness the Princess over, or whether His Highness the Princess herself made a temporary decision. However, it is obvious that judging from His Highness the Princess's words just now, she really admired Miss Tanglar's singing quite well.

"You are so brave." He smiled and looked at Matilda with a slight joking look.

"Of course we won't run over alone!" Matilda replied awkwardly, "There are guards in the guests."

"Ah..." Charles nodded in a clear understanding.

That's right, no matter how bold Matilda is, she wouldn't have brought His Royal Highness the Princess here alone. If something really happens, it's not a joke.

Charles' eyes couldn't help but look at the young people sitting everywhere in the garden, but there was no abnormality on the surface. Everyone was chatting happily, and no one seemed to pay attention to this.

But it is conceivable that if someone wants to do something rude to His Royal Highness here, he might be beaten into a sieve in an instant...

When Charles thought of this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Matilda!"

At this time, he seemed a little impatient, and His Highness the Princess whispered to Matilda.

Matilda looked at Charles with apologies. "Sorry, Charles, let's talk again if you have time in the future."

"Well, it's okay, there's no need to apologize. I'm disturbing you." Charles smiled and shook his head, signaling Matilda not to mind, "Then you guys have fun."

Charles kept smiling and watched Matilda turn around and leave, walking back to His Royal Highness the Princess.

And an inexplicable chill was also conveyed from the girl next to Matilda.

This twelve or thirteen-year-old girl is not tall, and she is dressed in casual clothes. She deliberately covers her forehead with her bangs, so that others can't recognize her, and she doesn't look very eye-catching.

However, in her brown and gray eyes, the indifference and arrogance were displayed in front of Charles without any concealment.

This cold look made Charles feel uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Princess Nanali is His Majesty's only daughter, so she has been loved by His Majesty since she was a child. It is of course normal to develop a proud personality, but what Charles encountered was a little different - Although His Majesty's personality is arrogant, she usually only has a higher eye than the top and does not like to take care of others. However, every time she meets him, she often becomes extremely cold as she is today, and seems to be full of hostility towards him.

As a person who has been cautious since childhood and never pays attention to not making enemies in the palace, Charles doesn't understand when he offended His Royal Highness the Princess. This is not like something he would do!

If you offend an ordinary person, that would be a trivial matter. However, His Royal Highness, the princess of a country, is deeply favored by His Majesty the Emperor, and that would not be someone who can offend him.

At the princess who looked at her indifferently, Charle reluctantly squeezed out a smile, but he was very nervous.

His princess's eyes did not stay on Charles for long, and he immediately turned away, as if he was disdainful to respond to Charles' pleasing smile.

Charles felt embarrassed and left in disappointment.

"Your Highness, why are you so strict with him..." After seeing Charle leave, Matilda looked at the princess nervously.

His Highness the Princess did not answer.

Matilda has always been a little confused about why His Royal Highness the Princess has such a bad attitude towards Charles.

Although His Highness the Princess has always been arrogant and indifferent, she has a good attitude towards others, but she is as cold as ice to Shire. According to her opinion, this is simply incredible, because in the past few years, she has already known Shire a little about Shire in the palace. She knows that this young man has a similar personality to her own, and is very cautious, and it is almost unlikely that he will offend a princess.

So Matilda speculated that someone secretly slandered His Highness the Princess and said bad things about Charles, so that His Highness the Princess had such a bad impression of Charles.

Out of a pity for talent, Matilda couldn't bear to see such an excellent talent in vain because of a few slander, so she couldn't help but take the risk of saying good things for Charles.

Matilda became even more nervous. She took the courage to come to the side of His Royal Highness the Princess.

"Shar is actually a very good young man. He is a rare leader among the younger generation today. What's rare is that he is very modest. He has never been proud and complacent because of this. He has been learning all the time. Therefore, he will definitely become a pillar of the empire in the future... If someone says bad things about him behind his back, please... Please don't listen to slander, so as not to waste a precious talent..."

However, she gradually couldn't say anything, because she found that His Highness the Princess was staring at her at this time, and the coldness in her eyes made her shudder. "Your Highness..."

"Matilda, you are a very cute person, so I like you, Dad likes you, and everyone else is the same." After a while, His Highness the Princess spoke, "Why do everyone like you? Not only because you are cute, but also because you know how to behave very well. It is because you know how to behave well and not get involved in other various things that everyone will feel so happy with you - so you should understand that forming cliques will not make your status more stable, but will only make you look less cute and lose the favor of your father and grandma."

His Royal Highness, with a childish face still undescending, said to Matilda in a rare tone, "You should still remember that you took me out to play today. This is your measure. Don't say anything else, it will only make everyone more unhappy."

"Okay, I understand, Your Highness." Matilda didn't dare to say anything more and quickly interrupted the topic.

Although she did have a good impression of Charles, she was not as good as she was willing to make a living for him.

"By the way, I don't seem to have seen him in the palace for many days. What did he go?" His princess's face calmed down a little, and then asked casually.

"I don't know much about the specific matters here." Matilda smiled bitterly, "I heard that he went to make friends with a foreign rich man who just came to Paris."

"Foreign rich man? Who? Do you have such great face?" His Royal Highness asked curiously.

"I don't know who that person is, but he's very famous recently. I heard that he's richer than the richest banker." Matilda answered what he knew, "His name is the Count of Monte Cristo, and I don't know if it's a real title or a pseudonym."

"Count of Monte Cristo..." His Highness repeated it gently, and then pondered slightly.

The two of them continued to chat, and this time the topic shifted to Miss Tanglar's singing voice just now.

At this time, applause rang out in the garden again. Miss Tanglar, who had already rested for a while, had now changed into clothes, and with an admiring look in everyone's eyes, she walked back to the center of the garden and sang again with excitement.

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The singing like a clear spring not only swept across every corner of the garden, but also took the breeze to the roof beams and came to the mansion next to the garden.

At this time, in the luxurious study room decorated by Baron Tanglar, two people sat quietly in their seats, admiring the beautiful scenery in the garden from a high place and Miss Tanglar's singing voice.

Sitting on the left was the owner of the mansion, Baron Dongra, the big banker. At this time, he was shrinking his thin shoulders, then turning down to the side and squeezed out a shriveled smile.

"How is it? Your Highness, is my daughter still okay?"

Although he has no artistic cells, he can also hear the songs of his only daughter are very good, so he is not without pride at the moment.

"Your daughter is indeed talented," replied the guest sitting next to him very politely. "She is more like an artist than a big banker's daughter."

This guest is tall and handsome. Although he is nearly forty years old, he still looks energetic and has bright eyes, which makes people feel the infinite ambitions hidden in his body.

Although it is very polite on the surface, the arrogant arrogance naturally emanates from him, making people feel very stressed.

He is the royal family member Prince Louis Bonaparte who has just returned to France from abroad and is about to be valued by His Majesty the Emperor.

He was specially pulled by Baron Dongrale today. In addition to establishing a friendship between the two, the Baron naturally had another plan.

After the instigation of His Highness, the Baron's uncle and his old friend, Prince Jerome, the big banker had already burned up ambition at this time and wanted to marry His Highness of the royal family. He was also quite confident in his daughter and believed that her daughter had sufficient qualifications and capital to become a prince's wife. Today, he invited His Highness to come over to let the other party "inspection".

In any case, judging from the current performance of His Highness the Prince, he seems to be very satisfied with Miss Dongrall's performance, which makes Baron Dongrall's hope even more.

"Some people always think that those of us who suddenly become rich have no culture and will only accumulate money and squander money. They are not as good as those who have lost their lives but still retain their titles." With a strange pride, the Baron smiled slightly, "But I want to say, these people are wrong. Although I may not have much education, people like us have always been unscathing to raising children. My daughter has had it since she was a child.

The most outstanding vocal and painting teachers who come to cultivate her talents will never be worse than those famous women. I am old, and money can no longer transform me, and I cannot enter the sacred art hall, but I can use my money to buy tickets and let my daughter go in. Yes, she is still very young, and she still has plenty of time to make herself a wife that everyone envies in the upper class, and I am willing to give everything I have for it."

"No matter how old or at any age or class, the love for parents for their children is always so touching." Louis Bonaparte could certainly hear the Baron's hints, but he still avoided it very smoothly and did not express anything. "I believe you have achieved your goal - your daughter will undoubtedly shine in the social circle in the future."

Such a well-polite and meaningless answer made Baron Dongral frown slightly.

It is indeed a bit too much to deal with His Highness the Prince.

As a father, it is difficult for him to directly face the other party and ask, "Are you willing to marry my daughter?"

This is not only a matter of face, but also a matter of trading principles. If one party seems too anxious and too attentive in the transaction, it is tantamount to destroying all the bargaining space and initiative, and can only be led by others passively.

And this is definitely not the result Baron Dongrar wants to see.

"For the past few years, you and your father have been living in Italy, and His Majesty the Empress Dowager has also forbidden any funding for your family in China. To be honest, Baron Tanglar had to turn the topic a little bit, "Let your family live such a difficult life really go against the noble status of the royal family. Fortunately, Your Majesty has finally given him a grace. You have returned to France. There is no ban to prevent you from living a life that is consistent with the royal family. I am also very willing to donate some insignificant funds to this and make due contributions to your family..."

"Puff...hahaha..." Louis Bonaparte laughed.

"Your Highness?" Baron Tanglar was a little puzzled and looked at His Highness, the prince who suddenly burst into laughter.

"I think our empire is not so long that people forget where the Bonaparte family came from, right?" After laughing for a while, His Highness the Prince calmed down again, and looked at Baron Dongra, "Yes, everyone knows that our family, in the not-so-distant past, were just insignificant landlords on a small island in the Mediterranean, and they were not even considered a particularly wealthy family on this small island. In such a family, what nobleness can be said to be said?

Where? My grandparents have planted the land, and even my father and his brothers have planted the land. Have they not suffered? No, they almost starved to death and finally had to escape from the island in shame! Our family has no noble bloodline, only noble ambitions. From this point of view, our family's life in Italy is already very good. At least it can allow me to experience the situation Napoleon once had. The difficulties did not hinder me or destroy me, but it made me stronger."

Good guy!

Baron Dongral was secretly awe-inspiring.

To be honest, Louis Bonaparte's words were very much for his appetite.

In the eyes of this big banker, the Bonaparte family had nothing to say. They just took advantage of the times to pick up the crown that the Bourbon family fell to the ground. The so-called noble bloodline was nothing more than a lie of the self-deification of the imperial power.

However, there are not many people in France who dare to say this publicly, especially as a royal family, who can admit that his grandfather had planted the land, which is really valuable.

But on the other hand, it is not very good - this prince has always compared himself to his uncle, Emperor Napoleon, but in his situation where he is not the direct heir to the royal family, this ambition is too fierce.

"Our family has no noble blood, only noble ambitions." It seems that this sentence is really not something that is said in vain.

Napoleon's brothers were all unwilling to accept the emperor. Even if the emperor brought them to the throne one by one, they were never satisfied. They only thought about their own interests and often caused trouble for the emperor himself. Now it seems that this ambition has not disappeared from the new generation of the family and has been dominating the members of the family.

Perhaps it is this ambition to be obsessed with power that this family can create terrible achievements in just two generations and rule one of the most powerful countries in Europe?

He couldn't keep this dangerous topic going, but he liked this ambition.
To be continued...