Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 1298 Song of Tenderness

  Buying something is a very happy thing, but Felix Young is not happy at all.

  The owner of the costume shop that also sells things can’t smile, because there is a man smoking by the window.

  The substantive darkness that enveloped him swallowed the colors of Venice, and it seemed that people would never be happy anymore.

   "Is that your father?" the clerk asked.

   "No." Felix Young sighed, "I just live with him."

   "Good luck, child." The clerk said sympathetically, as if he had seen his tragic fate.

  Felix carrying large bags and small bags, came to Severus's side.

   "I'm ready." Felix said.

  No one paid attention to him, as if Felix was talking to the air just now.

   "Don't worry, my mother will take care of her." Felix said again, "Where shall we go next?"

   "Take my arm." Severus said.

   "I thought we were going to learn Muggles."

   "There is no public steamboat where we are going." Severus said, unwilling to say more, Felix grabbed his arm, and the two apparated together.

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  Give Georgian one another chance, and she will never wear that tights that can be used as a murder tool.

  The advantage of going out in a carriage is that you don’t have to step on the dirty streets of Paris. When you get out of the car, you will have a clean and solid road surface, so you don’t need to wear high heels and clogs.

  That is another murder tool that she refuses to wear. Some high-heeled shoes in the 21st century have metal heels, which can really be used as a murder weapon.

  Leon did not wear a glamorous reviewing suit today, but a very ordinary literati dress. He only needs to converge a little bit, and it is not much different from ordinary Parisians. No one will welcome or pay attention to it.

  This is completely different from the way they left from St. Luke’s Palace that day.

  In fact, he usually appears at St. Luke's Palace, and people are not as solemn as the salute to him that day. Now Georgiana thinks that he is leaving from the king's suite, and she suddenly understands what's going on.

  Those who salute him all want him to ascend the throne.

  It was such a terrible occasion, and he was still thinking about her not wearing underwear, and was mad at her.

Because she had said in advance that he was not allowed to beat him, she could only hold it in her heart. Notre Dame is still being rebuilt. Of course, no new couple will hold a wedding here. Even if you want to hold a wedding at Notre Dame, it depends on it. Does the newcomer have that identity?

  In history, after the Notre Dame Cathedral was repaired, the French emperor was crowned here and also held a religious ceremony with Josephine.

  Now she wants to find a papal envoy as guardian with a man who is already sleeping together.

  Insanity, there is no way to describe this situation. She followed him all the way, concealing her sense of existence very low-key.

  When they walked into the church, the choir was practicing singing, and there was a monk wearing a white sacrificial robe standing in the middle of the aisle at the door.

  He obviously knew Napoleon. After a brief meeting, he took them to the back of the church.

  Rather than being burned to death by the holy light of her, this witch, she cares more about what Capra La is like.

If the anti-American alliance is really established, then this is a world war. Many historians regard the Seven Years War as the First World War. If Napoleon loses in this world war, then his system and continental system will fall apart. , His painstaking dream of power is about to disappear.

  With his current reputation in France, no country dared to kill him. It is also good to have a woman with him during his imprisonment.

  If it weren't for Severus, she might agree, but she didn't have any grand dreams to realize anyway.

  And this is the crux of the problem.

  She thought that having enough love would be able to withstand the pressure of that reputation, but she seemed to be living in an illusory dream like the Bourbon royal family, so that she couldn't see the facts.

  Lily's body is dead, and her soul is still alive. In Napoleon's words, the soul is "sweet and juicy", and the body is nothing but the residue left after coffee extraction.

  She couldn't compete with Lily, so she seemed to give up at the time.

   Even if she finally becomes another sad woman trapped here by Pluto, no one will pay her respects.

  She has nothing to lose, so why bother to be frightened?

   So she took Leon’s arm, he was taken aback, and the gloomy expression on his face disappeared.

   "I remember that Marseille soap has a franchise, do you still have it?"

   "Of course there is."

   "That's not something from the old system?"

  “Marseille soap has a secret recipe, not a consumer product belonging to the general public. The soap that the old man brought last time was only produced by Marseille.”

   "I think I can help you solve a small problem." She smiled and said, "But you want to give the Venice franchise."

  He looked at her in confusion.

   "I have a secret weapon." She nodded his Greek nose.

  He grabbed her hands and said emotionally, "Don't leave me, Georgiana."

"If you empathize and stop falling in love, I will not kill your heir and Xinhuan as I said before. I want to find a monastery to be quiet for this remnant life. All I want now is peace." She said softly, "You Don't be afraid."

   "I have you, so what else do I need." He said indifferently, "I have been fighting for ten years and I haven't been so tired to deal with you."

  She thought it was a bit exaggerated. Soon they entered the church. Before she came to look carefully at the famous rose window, she was attracted by a person standing at the door.

   "Good morning, Sir Bonaparte." The old priest with a little hat greeted Napoleon very kindly.

  Napoleon, with consistent arrogance, introduced to the two of them, "The Bishop of Caprala, your future guardian, this is Giorgio Anna, your future guardian."

  Caprala looked at Georgiana, and she also looked at Caprala. The wizard met the priest. It was another magical meeting.

   "I want to see the crown, is it ready?" Napoleon asked.

  She looked back at the arrogant boy, but reminiscent of the previous appointment, she did not correct his attitude problem at the moment.

   "Please here." Caprala led the two, when the church choir began to sing hymns.

  She felt that there was a young man in the choir with black half-length hair that looked familiar.

  But there was a girl with red hair standing next to him, so she quickly turned her attention away.

   "Last time I asked you to convey the request to the Pope, did he reply?" Napoleon said to Caprala.

   "I think the Holy Father will not agree to your request, first in power." Caprala simply said, "He will continue to delay time, which is exactly what you don't want."

  Napoleon smiled, "You think there is no hope at all."

   "General Kleber's funeral ceremony is simple, mainly because your punishment of assassins in Cairo was too bloody." Capra La drew a cross on his chest, "May God bless his soul."

   "The assassin is not a Christian."

  Georgiana had heard that the assassin who assassinated General Kleber died in an extremely miserable state, making it hard to believe that it was the work of a civilized man.

"Whether he is a Christian or not, he should have the right to rest." Caprara stared at Napoleon and said, "I like General Kleber very much, but I don't think any priest will preside over the ceremony for him, and give you one. You will be more satisfied with a definite answer instead of perfunctory."

   "You will like him." Leon smiled at Georgiana "She is not the kind of person who likes perfunctory."

  She met her guardian again.

  "You ask the Pope whether the wedding ceremony of Protestants and Catholics should refer to the Prince of Wales afterwards." Napoleon said, "I am very agreeable anyway."

  "Don't embarrass him." Georgianna said, "I will accompany you to the groundbreaking ceremony."

   "You can really be content."

   "I'm satisfied with Leon. Time and money need to be spent where it is more needed. I don't want to do the same stupid thing as the Bourbon royal family."

  He kissed Georgiana's face in front of Caprara, and then said to the old priest.

  "I know that the church does not allow polygamy, but I will not divorce Josephine."

   "I heard your story." Caplara stared at Georgiana "Are you sure you want to do this?"

   "I'm tired." She was so exhausted that she said, "That's it."

   "He is free, I really envy him." Napoleon said.

   "No, I don't think so." Caprala said. "That gentleman is a desperado who lost everything, the first ruling lord."

   "I don't care if he comes to kill me, take me to see the crown." Napoleon said coldly.

  "Why don't you say something?"

  She shook her head, the pearl earrings were shaking, and she pulled out the black swan pendant.

  She has deceived herself and others for too long, it is time to "clear".

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  "Click"

   The black swan necklace around Pomona’s neck broke and landed on the pillowcase.

  The red-haired Lily won. This time, most people should be satisfied.

  (End of this chapter)