[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

When the crown of Empress Dili falls on her head, it won't make her nervous and breathless.

"Don't make her nervous, Mom," Helene said softly.

They were talking when Amalia Metternich came, having just parted from her parents, accompanied by Adelgonde.

Amalia ignored Song Yi, although she cared more about the former, but overall, Helene would be more in line with Sophie's preferences, and they always knew that the emperor never disobeyed their mother.

Amalia talked with Helene. Although she kept a polite smile on her face, she felt that Helene was too dull. Moreover, her father had promised him a long time ago that he would talk to His Majesty alone, so she carefully Dressed up.

When Amalia falsely expressed her politeness, Song Yi took a moment to glance at the other party, and then ignored her.

"Are you jealous?" Adelgonde sarcastically said.

Song Yi looked at the little girl, who was a little smug, as if she had already understood everything.To be honest, she really doesn't understand why this little Jingba always likes to target herself everywhere.

"Black tea is good." Song Yi took a sip of black tea, because she knew that she would not have time to drink tea so leisurely after a while.

Adelgonde took this as a kind of escape, so she snorted softly.She just doesn't like this Princess Elizabeth, why she has everything since she was born, and his father is obviously a disgrace among the nobles, he is clearly born in a famous family, but he makes friends with low-class people.

Songyi ignored Little Jingba's thoughts, she was thinking about whether she could take the opportunity to have a snack, to be honest, she is very hungry now, if her stomach growled later, wouldn't it be even more impolite, just as she was about to reach out her hand At the same time, another voice made her plan come to naught.

"Sissy."

Song Yi looked up, and Carl Ludwig had a bright smile on his face. He put his hands on both sides and blinked at her, as if saying that he would have a big gift for her.

Song Yi's heart was shocked, she thought: "Is he going to propose to me?"

She was so startled that she almost wanted to jump up, and Carl Ruth's persistent smile grew brighter. He really planned it this way, but just as he was about to say something, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

Karl Ludwig looked back, and saw his brother the emperor approaching with a basket of red roses in both hands.

Carl Ludwig reacted subconsciously: "This guy won't monopolize all the red roses!"

He was right, Franz Joseph had indeed rounded up all the red roses representing love.He walked directly to his lover, but in the eyes of others, the emperor walked to the side of the two candidates who were full of expectations.

When the emperor passed by, Amalia Metternich took a step forward subconsciously, but was passed by the emperor straight away. Under everyone's gaze, the young emperor stood still, and he looked down at his beloved The girl asked with a smile:

"May I dance with you for a lifetime, anywhere in the world where I can see you?"

35. chapter 35

"His eyes are indeed amazingly blue, not lights, nor moonlight." Song Yi thought, then gracefully took the bouquet and replied:

"Of course, Your Majesty, it is my honor."

Although almost everyone was shocked, since the emperor had chosen his bride, everyone was very aware of the load of current affairs. A group of ministers came up to congratulate, only Prime Minister Metternich had an ugly face, and Amalia Metternich almost lost control, but held back under his father's stern stare.

They danced, in full view, it was more like a show, and then enjoyed the evening fireworks from the balcony.

Enthusiasm is still high, but after a few hours, it's not just eyes on them now, for which they can sneak a breath.

Carl Ludwig left, looking shocked like a puppet, of course he wanted to question his brother, but he couldn't do that, he had to leave because his mother was using a stern Look at him.

Franz Josef had no doubts that he was damned, he deserved it, and he had no regrets about it.

"Maybe I can't do it, but it's the best way to do it," Franz said.

Song Yi knew what he was referring to, and she didn't blame Franz for being somewhat cruel. Some things, both of them are not children anymore, and they can't be carried out with innocent ideas.

In the dark, she took the other person's hand accurately, and then lowered her voice and said, "I remember someone telling me repeatedly that he is a good person, and I really believe it."

She really believed that when they were young, they must have had a brotherly relationship without scruples, until they grew up and their identities gradually separated.

Franz shook her hand back. Under the fireworks, he laughed, and the faint smile lines at the end of his eyes were like ripples on the lake, which made people's heart flutter.

His Majesty the Emperor smiled like a contented child.

"I thought you'd be irritated by my mother, and to be honest, she's pretty good at it." He changed the subject.

Franz is not a person who will always struggle with a problem. He is good at patience. At least, he never likes to make others worry about him.

Song Yi looked around, and the emperor moved closer to her, blocking all sight.

"You're right, she's very good at it, but when I think about it, it's not an opera competition where there's no winner or loser..."

"You can keep it simple," said the emperor.

The interrupted prefix made Song Yi a little unhappy, but more of a blush.

"Okay." She muttered.

"It's not a bad thing to be your fiancée and then your wife."

Franz smiled lowly, no longer forcing the other party, he held the funeral ceremony, looked at the brilliant fireworks in the distance and said: "One day, when you express your love for me, it will become more brief. .”

Song Yi leaned against the other party, and said hotly: "You should be more reserved, sometimes, you are too frank to catch me off guard."

"I apologize for my lack of restraint and involuntary emotion." The young emperor said sweet words with a straight face, while the future empress was naturally still blushing.

When almost everyone was cheering for this, only a few people felt resentful about it regardless of their image.

"Who will allow you to approach me!" Amalia Metternich exclaimed loudly, and she shook off Adelgonde's hand without even trying to estimate the future decency.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Adelgonde's face. Although there was only Amalia's maid here, it still made her feel extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't get angry. The hypocritical Metternich in front of her made her angry, but she was after all. Metternich.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Adele, Adele, you don't have the qualifications, put your mind away." Amalia said coldly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Amalia, I just, I just want to be with you." Adelgonde said innocently.

Amalia snorted coldly.

"No, I don't need it, let's leave now."

Adelgonde clenched his fingers, but still swallowed the breath.

After Adelgonde left, Amalia instructed her personal maid to go out, then closed the door, and smashed her bedroom to pieces. She clutched the silk quilt tightly and gritted her teeth while crying.

"It won't be left alone."

Ischer belonged to Karl Ludwig's bedroom, the lights were flickering, a bottle of rum was lying on the red soft chair, and the young archduke rested his long legs on the table, his cheeks flushed.

That's what Sophie saw when she came in.

"You want to become like this for a woman?" Sophie's voice could not detect emotion.

Carl Ludwig stood up slowly, almost staggering a bit. For this reason, seeing his mother frowned in disgust, he laughed loudly, as if he wanted to vent his emotions at this moment, To hell with royal protocol!

"Won't you have a drink with me, mother."

"I've said it many times, Karl, to call me mother." Sophie stood there, unmoved, correcting her son's etiquette coldly like a palace etiquette instructor.

Carl Ludwig waved.

"I know what you're thinking..." He finally staggered and fell on the sofa. The transparent goblet rolled a few times on the carpet, and the amber liquid soaked the luxurious carpet deeply.

"You..." Carl Ludwig frowned uncomfortably, and continued, "You must be thinking in your heart that if this happened to your little Franz, he would definitely not be like me."

Sophie didn't speak, she walked over.

The royal blue dress was dragging on the carpet, and Sophie stood up and said, "Stand up, Carl Ludwig, you are no commoner."

"Why... Ma Ma... I want Sissy..."

Carl Ludwig whimpered, then curled up, turning his back to the outside.

Sophie frowned, and after a minute of patience, she suddenly sighed.

The terrific woman sat down with her son in her lap, who was already drunk and had only a sad face before he could pass out together.

Sophie stayed for 5 minutes, then she got up, straightened the folds on her skirt, went outside, called the maids, first scolded them severely, and then asked them to take care of Karl Ludwig Only then did I leave.

In the study, Sophie's rare