Chapter 131 I Have a Date with the Princess (Asking for Double Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 131 I have a date with the princess (asking for double monthly tickets)

Suddenly, from the marble square in front of the main gate of the Palace of Versailles, a girl's angry shout came:

"The French Guards couldn't even stop two bandits, they must be severely punished!"

The noble girls in the corridor heard this and nodded in agreement:

"Yes! It was them who caused His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be injured!"

"I heard that there was a loophole in the security arranged by Bessonval, so the bandits slipped in."

"I don't know how serious the injury of His Royal Highness is, and when he can recover..."

Joseph heard the loud condemnation outside, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He hurriedly whispered to Emman to thank the "righteous" noble girl on his behalf.

Soon, the news that Miss Andreian was thanked by the Crown Prince for condemning the French Guards spread among the girls. So more girls began to join the condemnation team.

By noon, two or three hundred girls had gathered outside the office of the Minister of War, loudly demanding severe punishment for the French Guards. Soon, their brothers or male friends were also pulled in, and the team was further expanded.

At this time, Dr. Lamarque and his daughter were visiting the prince's bed.

"His Royal Highness's injury should have stabilized." Perna finished the examination, looked back at her father, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lamarque nodded, and was about to tell Joseph some precautions for recuperation, when he heard the voice of the etiquette officer: "Princess Maria is here--"

He hurriedly pulled his daughter and retreated to the crowd of nobles who came to watch.

The Princess of the Two Sicilies walked in with red eyes.

Perna leaned on her father, but glared at her fiercely, thinking in her heart: If she hadn't insisted on coming to travel, she wouldn't have given the bandits a chance. Fortunately, the prince was blessed by God, so he didn't suffer too serious injuries.

But she didn't realize that her anger actually came more from the fact that she was visiting His Royal Highness just now, but she had to make way for this little girl.

It was also because the girl whose breasts were not as big as his might become the crown princess one day, while he could only stand by and take care of her health silently...

Joseph saw Maria's red eyes from crying, and his heart was filled with apology and guilt - in order to overthrow Bessonval, he had frightened her for nothing.

Maria knelt down and asked softly, "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

Joseph smiled and nodded, "Much better, thank you for visiting me. Please sit down."

Maria lowered her head, and it seemed that she had spent a lot of effort to say, "Your Highness, you were only because you came to pick me up..."

Joseph waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's not your fault, please don't blame yourself."

Maria's heart suddenly warmed - she had been prepared to be blamed, but she didn't expect His Highness to be so tolerant, and tears suddenly came out again: "I, Your Highness... woo woo..."

"Hey, don't cry! I'm really fine!"

Comforting crying girls is not Joseph's forte. He pinched his brows, not knowing what to say, when the nobles standing aside suddenly saluted. Then Queen Mary, who was wearing a pink and white dress and had not even done her hair, came quickly and waved anxiously:

"Oh! God! Why are you sitting up? Lie down quickly! The doctor told you to rest more!"

Joseph smiled and touched his chest and bowed his head: "Mother, I am much better now, it's okay."

The queen asked the maid to put the various desserts she brought in front of her son, and asked about his health. Suddenly, she glanced at Princess Maria beside her, and her face turned gloomy.

She had already determined that her niece was the most suitable daughter-in-law, and the Princess of the Two Sicilies was a nasty interference. As a result, her son was attacked because of her, and he was even more dissatisfied with her.

The latter saw the queen looking over, wiped away her tears, and stepped forward to salute.

Queen Marie turned her head away and deliberately said to Countess de Berninac: "Please ask all irrelevant people to leave and don't disturb the Crown Prince's rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Countess de Berninac immediately turned around and drove them away. Maria bit her lip, took two steps back, and after paying her respects, she turned around and left with her maid.

Joseph saw Maria's aggrieved look and guessed that the queen might be angry with her. He felt even more guilty and said to her back:

"Princess Maria, I'm sorry to affect your travel. When I feel better, please allow me to be your guide and take you to visit Paris."

Maria paused and turned her head suddenly. Her originally dark eyes lit up again. She thought to herself: So His Highness likes...ah, no, no, at least he didn't leave a bad impression on me!

That's enough!

She immediately turned around, lifted her skirt and bowed, smiling:

"Thank you for your invitation, I hope you can recover soon. I will pray for you every day."

Perna felt a pang in her heart for no reason: she had known the crown prince for so long, but he had never invited her to visit anything...

She shook her head again, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and blamed herself: Perna! What are you thinking about? It's good enough to see the crown prince often and do some daily checks for him. With your status, how can you have other extravagant hopes?

...

Four days later, the French Guard camp.

A gendarmerie officer with the rank of general handed a pile of documents in his hand to the Minister of Justice and said politely: "Baron Breteuil, do you think the review of these people is about the same?"

The latter nodded, signed the document, and pressed it a few times with the seal on his ring.

The five French Guard officers on the document and the four people who completed the review the day before yesterday were on duty in other places on the day when the Crown Prince was attacked. There was basically no suspicion, so the review process was very fast.

Another older gendarmerie officer with a thick layer of powder on his face took the document from him and smiled, "Then I will apply to the Marquis of Saint-Priest later to restore their positions, oh, and the positions of Lieutenant Colonel Aubin and others the day before yesterday."

Breteuil and Vermorel looked at each other and nodded, "Okay, General Astu, I will also report the situation here to Her Majesty the Queen."

Just as General Astu was about to hand the document to his clerk, Breteuil's assistant pressed his hat, ran over quickly, whispered a few words to the Minister of Justice, and handed him a stack of information.

The latter frowned and opened the information. After reading only a few pages, he pushed it in front of Astu, coughed lightly, and said, "General, it seems that the investigation of those people just now cannot be ended for the time being."

Astu looked at the information in confusion, and saw that the first page was-report that Lieutenant Colonel Paul Bertrand de Aubin embezzled funds for the purchase of military uniforms three years ago.

The next page was a report about another officer who had completed the investigation the day before yesterday and accidentally crippled a soldier the year before.

Six or seven pages in a row were all reports about the officers they had investigated.

He turned to Breteuil with a dark face: "Where did this come from?"

"I don't know either. Someone sent these to my assistant this morning. Anyway, we can't pretend we didn't see these things."

In a small office in Paris more than ten miles away, Mr. Demoulin, the new captain of the second action team of the Fair Investigation Department, looked at Marat who was writing furiously, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Marat, you wrote these things, but, but there is no evidence... Just, just report it like this, no, it's not good, right?"

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