Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1304 Traveler’ssentiment (Part 2)

  Although the Corsican was short, he still had to ride a tall horse, which made it difficult for him to climb onto the horse's back, but he did not ask the soldiers to support himself and saddled himself.

  His posture was very ugly, like a thief climbing a food cart, not elegant at all, let alone the king’s dignity, male soldiers took it for granted, as if they should have been.

  Georgiana thought she had chosen a pony. This kind of horse has a lot of meat on it, and it’s much more comfortable to ride than a scrawny night horse.

There are saddles and stirrups, which are more convenient than night skies, which do not have any harness. She is very happy that Napoleon wears riding boots instead of the high heels worn by Louis XIV. Men wearing high heels always make her feel nondescript, even shorter than her legs. It is difficult to accept, not to mention that his legs are well-shaped, very straight, and did not form a looped leg.

   "What are you looking at?" He asked with a smug smile.

  She ignored him and directly swaggered to make the pony run.

  She doesn’t really want to race horses, but she can’t stand the daytime life. In addition to the Corsicans, the Guards also ran nearby. The heavy hooves sounded like thunder, coupled with the horse's gasping sound, it made her feel much better. After the pony warmed up, she let go of the reins.

  The speed of the horse's running speed is not only the whip, but also the rein. If you loosen the tightened rein, the horse will run according to its own nature.

  The ups and downs of the horseback reminded her of some unhealthy pictures. She turned her head and glanced at the majestic general not far away. He was also looking at her, because at the moment she was wearing his uniform, and they seemed to be wearing a couple outfit.

  She has fallen to the point where she is like a little girl, forcing her boyfriend to wear a couple outfit.

  It felt so funny, it was such a solemn and majestic scene, but she laughed.

  The Queen of Prussia once wore a dragoon uniform to supervise the battle at the front. Why did she not think of the queen in military uniform, but she wanted to think of a couple outfit?

  They did not go to the Petit Trianon to disturb Letizia’s life, but circled the ruins of Versailles.

  In the 21st century, Versailles was rebuilt. In fact, it is the most demolished one of so many palaces, but it may be because too many people died when it was built, and the undead protected it from the doom of war.

  They ran to the pool dug by the legendary Swiss mercenaries before resting.

  At this time, the first quarter moon was hanging in the sky. She thought about the solar terms, and Li Qiu had passed.

  The heat will cool down, and the hot summer is about to pass, but there is no joy of harvest in the autumn of this year.

   "Come down, I will follow you." Bonaparte said under the horse.

   "If I were a man, I would be more handsome than you." She arrogantly said.

   "I don't doubt this." He stretched out his hands "Come down, goddess."

   "Don't call me that, it will make me think I'm dead, Bonnie."

  Faced with this slander, Napoleon actually laughed.

   "Come down, princess." He changed his words.

  So she jumped from the saddle and fell into his arms.

  "Has he ever done this?" Bonaparte asked in her ear.

   "No." She whispered, "He can fly by himself. I can only fly on a magical animal."

   "That means he has no time to care about you." He said a bit extreme.

  "You have no time to watch Josephine, if you can accompany her more..."

   "I love you, but I don't think you would want to see me divorce her." He interrupted Georgian "Even if this is to make her suffer less, lest she become a target for my sisters."

  She looked up at him.

"I can feel your thoughts, just like you can feel mine. Maybe we two are actually the souls of one person, split into men and women." He said affectionately, "Only when we are united are we complete. of."

   "I want to see you." She said, "I don't want you to participate in the war anymore."

   "Retirement is not a simple matter. You forgot about those beggars. Many of them were former military veterans." Napoleon said, "They are just sleeping on the street. I might be dead on the street."

   "Fate." She smiled bitterly, "The words on the wedding ring between you and Josephine."

  He showed a suddenly realized look.

   "Do you want something in pairs?"

   "I feel terrible, Bonaparte." She said painfully.

   "I didn't see you wearing a ring, what about your wedding ring?"

   "He gave me another kind of ring. As long as I miss him, he will immediately appear by my side."

   "I'm so jealous of you." Bonaparte said jealously.

   "Let's talk about the canal." She walked to the pool and sat down.

  He did not come right away.

   "I want such magical power too." He said after a while, "When you want to see me, I can immediately put down everything in my hand and come to see you."

   "There used to be a king who had the same idea as you, but he was fooled miserably." Georgiana said, "Do you want to be a fool like him?"

   "It's not fair!" He said angrily.

   "It's not like what you said, my lion."

   "Did he engrave on that ring?"

   "That's right."

   "What is engraved?"

   Her expression became weird.

   "Naughty." She finally said it, which made Lord Bonaparte even more popular.

   "Come and sit down, Leon." She patted her thigh.

  He was like an obedient little pet, ran over obediently and lay down on her lap.

   "There is something only he knows, I don't know, right?" He stared at the pool, and said in a gloomy tone.

   "Yes, did you talk to Caprala?"

  He did not speak.

   "Give you two choices, do you want to know it on your birthday or on the day of the ceremony?"

   "The day of the ceremony." He said without hesitation.

   "You don't want to ask what I give you a birthday gift?" she asked with a smile.

   "Are you going to give yourself as a gift to me?"

   "Everything I have now is given by you. If I don't give it to you myself, what shall I give you?"

  He sighed, "I really want to have that kind of superpower."

   "You are talking in a dream." She patted his brain door. "You actually have things that I admire."

"what?"

  "Do you know what your birthday flower is?"

  "What is a birthday flower?"

"Every day there is a corresponding birthday flower. Wearing the corresponding birthday flower on your birthday is a way to obtain happiness. Your birthday flower is yellow yam, and the corresponding flower language is homesickness." She kissed Napoleon's forehead. "We understand It’s not the homesickness of leaving home, because it’s too convenient for us to travel to a place."

  In history, Napoleon’s death day was May 5th. The birthday flower on that day was hawthorn fruit, and the corresponding flower language was delicacy.

  The French who loves food has a ruler who eats frugally. This is the most interesting place she finds when she sees the biography of Napoleon written by the French.

"I like to read your letter very much, my lion, I can accompany you to war, and you can also pin my homesickness on me. I will not reply to you like Josephine. It is your messenger. It may be very tired."

   "Did you read the letter I wrote to you before you came to see me?" He smiled.

   "I don't have that great ability. I can feel you want to see me so far away."

   "What do you feel?"

   "Sincere." She stroked his hair. "The nickname of Huang Yaozi is the old man's beard. How about you don't shave?"

   "No." He smiled weirdly.

   "Why?"

  "One, some officers force the soldiers to grow beards. They think that this will increase their dignity with their uniforms, but the soldiers are unwilling to stay because I did not stay. Second, you like to see me clean and neat."

  She was scared.

   "Why do someone force someone to do something they don't want to do? The military spirit is mine, and it can't be taken away by a few victories."

  "Aren't you a victorious general yourself?"

   "I often lose with you." He stared into her eyes and said, "I want a privilege. From now on, how about you shave me every morning?"

   "I'm afraid I can't get up, you got up too early."

  "This is the birthday gift I want." He said arrogantly, "Isn't a birthday gift satisfying what you want?"

   "What if I am not by your side?" Georgiana said.

  He kept looking at her.

   "Okay." She compromised, "You won."

   "Kiss me." He pointed to his lips, "I want to add a chocolate."

   "I didn't bring it."

   "Really? Check your pocket."

  She really checked and found that it did.

   "Did you put it?"

   "No, it's magic." He exaggerated, as if he was coaxing a child.

   So she opened the wrapping paper, put the chocolate in her mouth, and kissed him with her head down.

  This kiss has the taste of hawthorn fruit, which is delicious and reminiscent of death. It is like some kind of poison, knowing that it is poisonous, I still want to stop.

  (End of this chapter)