[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

Always knew his elder brother, Franz Joseph, was like the emperor's template taught by his mother.

When others sincerely hope for a little charity, the young emperor is always very generous.

When someone else's request does not meet the norms, he will not severely reprimand others, but tell the other party kindly and regretfully that the request does not meet the norms.

All in all, his elder brother, Franz Joseph, seemed the perfect man for the emperor.

If, when he was pursuing the girl he liked, the emperor happened to be here, of course he would come to care, as long as he showed that he needed a little private space with the girl he liked, I believe the former would understand.

"Your Majesty, as you can see, I am now asking for an answer. This is my highest request." Carl Ludwig was almost asking nakedly.

He thought Franz could understand, but the latter was just surprised, and then said with concern: "Whether you want to get any reason from cousin Sissy, dear Karl, you can go to the hall, there is enough Warm and safe."

Song Yi knew she shouldn't laugh, but as a victim who deeply understood Franz Joseph's perverted personality, she could only lower her head slightly to hide her smile.

Karl Ludwig almost stared at his brother, but the young Emperor was unmoved.

Song Yi was afraid that the Archduke would directly express his thoughts because of Franz's deceit, so she said, "I do feel a little cold."

Carl Ludwig felt a little regretful. He opened his mouth, but facing the emperor who stood beside him like a tower, which was impossible to ignore, he finally could only open his mouth as a gentleman and asked to send his beloved little girl back. .

"Since you all feel that the house is a good place for heart-to-heart talks, I have to leave too. The diplomatic envoy from Germany must be arriving by now." The emperor said gently and kindly.

Karl Ludwig was eager for the other party to leave, so he immediately wanted to send the former off, but the young emperor said again: "By the way, dear Karl, when I came out, my mother was looking for you."

"Don't make her wait too long, you know, mother doesn't like to wait for others." The emperor added.

"I can go back to the bedroom first." Song Yi said honestly.

The emperor glanced at her, and a smile lit up his handsome face.

"How can I let you go back to the bedroom alone, since Karl can't take you back, I don't think I have to go to the reception room earlier as usual, after all, Germans prefer to be punctual, maybe I arrived early It made him feel uncomfortable."

Carl Ludwig always felt that there was something strange, but his mother's call and his troubled mood made him understand that it was impossible to get an answer that made him feel at ease today. In the end, he could only feel as if he had been robbed Like a child with a toy, he was forced to watch his brother send his beloved little girl back.

"Your Majesty, Grand Duke Karl Ludwig has left." Colonel Walter said in a low voice, and then slowly and unobtrusively let himself back away, maintaining a distance where he could observe the surroundings without disturbing his majesty.

Song Yi slightly raised her head and glanced at the slow young emperor who was still walking like a peacock.

"You did it on purpose." She used an affirmative sentence.

"Obviously, my younger brother likes you, and I'm not the kind of good brother who likes to give up. I'm spoiled, dear Sissy."

The emperor whispered that a pair of blue eyes looked like a glass ball filled with a transparent silver-blue liquid in the night.

"Oh." Song Yi turned her head away. The emperor's straightforward analysis of her shortcomings made her feel more like a provocation. Perhaps reducing her words could better cover up her mood and avoid being manipulated by others.

"So," asked Franz.

Song Yi was a little nervous, she didn't think it through completely, and the man in front of her was always a little too straightforward at certain times, leaving no room for breathing.But to her surprise, the young emperor wasn't asking for that answer.

"May I hold your hand?"

"what?"

The emperor paused in his steps. His hands were behind his back. If someone else did it, he would probably look like an old man, but Franz was young and handsome. His handsome eyebrows made him look like a gentle nobleman, not the entire Austrian emperor, which made people feel awed and even daunted.

Franz let go of his hands, then raised his hands, and gently pulled Song Yi's defenseless left hand.

She forgot to wear gloves when she went out, and the cold just now was just an excuse, but when the emperor's warm and slightly dry hands held her left hand, she felt that it was indeed a bit cold now.

"Hey..." She murmured in a low voice, and then wanted to pull her hand away, but the emperor used some strength.

"I didn't bring a cloak, and it's inappropriate to take off my top in public, so can I hold your hand?" The emperor smiled, his voice was as soft as the evening wind by the lake.

Song Yi saw the man who lowered his head slightly to talk to her, his long eyes stretched out, his eyes were as bright as stars, her face suddenly turned red.

Fortunately, although the night is alluring, it can't clearly reflect the flushed appearance of her cheeks at the moment.

"I take this as your agreement." The emperor said, and then, regardless of the other party's struggle again, he held the other party's hand steadily and continued to walk slowly along the lakeside.

Song Yi turned her head away, not to watch the other party's expression now.

She felt her cheeks were hot, maybe the cool evening breeze could calm her down.

The emperor didn't say anything until he walked into the corridor and was about to reach Songyi's bedroom.

At the door of the bedroom, the maids had already lit the lights, and one or two lights leaked out from the gap in the door, which was vague and ambiguous.

Walter was about 20 meters away from them, usually ten meters, but as a good attendant who grew up with His Majesty, he thought this distance was the best.The colonel restrained his breath, trying to hide himself in the air as a white pillar.

"I'm here, I have to go in." Song Yi said dryly, struggling with her left hand but not breaking free, as if being imprisoned by steel, although the steel is not hard, it is still very warm.

"I think you should let go." Song Yi said angrily.

"And what about my answer?"

It was like a spell, and as soon as it was said, the girl who seemed to have the upper hand immediately extinguished all the flames, blinking her eyes, embarrassed and confused.

Just when Song Yi thought of something and was about to fight back, the man leaned firmly on the white marble pillar, held her hand gently, wrapped her waist with his left hand, and stared at her with overly bright eyes.

It's been a while.

After being stiff, Song Yi was forced to look up at the other party.

"Where's my answer, Sissy?"

The emperor gradually approached her, but barely stopped within a finger's distance.

However, the sensitive fingertips could clearly feel that if he was just holding her hand before, now his fingers intertwined, with a gentle domineering intrusion into her fingers.

"Tell me." He coaxed.

The voice was low-pitched, with a gentle tone, as if it was still soft, making it irresistible.

My heart felt like it had been ruffled by a feather.

Song Yi closed her eyes and replied, "I don't know."

"Then besides me, do you have someone you like?" The young emperor continued to ask gently, without forcing her to open her eyes.

"No." The voice was weak, because Song Yi knew what she meant, and then she opened her eyes as if giving up, and happened to see the emperor smiling slightly.

Can't tell the reason, anyway, after seeing the other party's smile, Song Yi asked again: "If I say yes, what will you do?"

The young emperor restrained his smile a bit, then replied in a low voice, his eyes were calm and empty.

"If you have, then I have to give up."

Song Yi looked at the emperor quietly for a while, and then asked again: "Why?"

Franz let go of his entangled right hand, then slowly raised it, and gently pressed it against the back of the girl's neck. His thumb moved from her chin to her cheek, stroking gently.

"I can't make a happy person unhappy, and this is just because I want to be happy."

Seeing Song Yi's dazed look, Franz suddenly blinked and said with a smile: "Do you think I would say that?"

The young emperor expected to receive a glare, but no.

The young girl lowered her head and pulled out a handkerchief.

Song Yi doesn't like the handkerchiefs here, they always wear lace, which is not soft and translucent enough.

Although she is not picky about her clothes, she only has her own small insistence on the handkerchief.

Most people paid attention to the women's hair, clothes, and even small pointy shoes, except for the champagne held by the beauties.

The texture of silk, a touch of light pink, and the vines of rose flowers meandering, like a poem in spring, humming frivolously and romantically.

The moonlight is shining, milk-like color.

Through the silk, some brilliance was lightened, like tulle. The man's full forehead, high nose bridge, and beautiful lips were guessed at the first sight. Kissing lips, gently stepping feet, wiping the corners of the lips, matte, plump, without the nuisance of lipstick, and smelling a little rum aroma.