"Ambitious?"
Albert's face rose slightly, and his strong curiosity caused him to shift his target from Louis Napoleon to Jerome Bonaparte, and subconsciously uttered a sentence in German.
The Bonaparte family indeed has a bloodline of rebels in their bones that only Corsicans can possess!
Prince Albert sighed silently in his heart.
More than thirty years have passed since Napoleon Bonaparte lost the throne. The Bonaparte family has never stopped chasing the throne for a moment, and Bonaparte's followers have never given up for a day.
From Count Lechstadt (King of Rome), Napoleon Louis (Louis Napoleon's brother), Louis Napoleon, and now Jerome Bonaparte, the candidates for the second generation of the Bonaparte family have been reduced. Even though they lost three people, they still had no intention of giving up on the throne of France.
Albert didn't know whether to call them tenacious or stubborn.
"That's right! Your Highness!" Dr. James told Prince Albert everything about his conversation with Jerome.
Prince Albert's brows frowned sometimes, sometimes relaxed. He stood up and paced back and forth in the small room.
Seeing this, Dr. James did not dare to continue sitting on the sofa. He quickly followed Prince Albert and stood up on the sofa. He held the sofa with one hand, and the other hand was close to the brown and black cowhide trousers on his lower body, his eyes He glanced at Albert from time to time.
"Your Highness, the black tea has arrived!" The rough Scottish-accented English came from outside the door, pulling Albert back from thinking to reality.
Albert, who came back to his senses, looked at Dr. James who looked embarrassed, and showed an apologetic expression on his face again: "Dr. James, I'm very sorry! Because of me..."
"Your Highness, it's nothing!" Dr. James hurriedly waved his hand in response, and then saluted: "It is my honor to serve the royal family!"
"Then please take a seat!"
At Albert's greeting, Dr. James sat down again, and several attendants carefully placed a small round table carved from pine wood in front of Dr. James and Albert.
Then a plate of snacks, a small pot of black tea and two small black tea cups were placed on the round table.
John Brown carefully picked up the black teapot and poured it into one of the teacups, then took a step back to where the waiter was standing.
Prince Albert carefully picked up the tea cup and blew the hot air slowly twice, then took a sip of black tea, showing an intoxicated expression.
Although the taste of Indian black tea is not as good as the tea from its neighboring countries, the advantage lies in the large quantity, which can ensure that every British citizen can drink authentic black tea.
Black tea with milk and sugar cubes is a must-have for British people to satisfy their hunger.
Prince Albert, who tasted it carefully, then remembered Dr. James. He was about to get the teapot and help Dr. James pour tea.
Unexpectedly, Dr. James "snatched" it first. Prince Albert's cup was filled with black tea again, and he also poured himself some black tea.
A silent afternoon tea only lasted half an hour and ended. Prince Albert thought a lot, and Dr. James also suffered for half an hour.
"Your Highness, it's time for me to leave!" Dr. James half-hunched over and humbly expressed his wish to leave to Prince Albert.
After getting the answer he wanted from Dr. James, Albert was not willing to let the doctor continue to "suffer". He politely expressed his hope to Dr. James that they could meet again next time, and then asked John Brown to tell John Brown about this. The guests sent each other off.
After Dr. James left with John Brown, Prince Albert also left the side room. This time he came to a room in the backyard of Buckingham Palace.
Along with Prince Albert's "dong dong" knock on the door, an elegant German "Please come in" came from the door. Prince Albert showed a mature man's smile that fascinated thousands of girls.
A woman who is slightly bloated due to pregnancy is sitting on a long sofa with her hands folded and humming a lullaby from German children. In her arms is a sleeping "elf" ".
"Victoria, you know..." Albert didn't seem to notice the existence of the "elf", and his voice seemed to be higher-pitched than usual.
"Shh!" Victoria made a silent gesture and pointed at the baby in her arms.
Only then did Albert realize the child's existence, and he quickly swallowed the words he was about to say.
But it was already too late. The one-month-old "elf" in Victoria's arms was awakened by his father's pushing of the door and the "noise".
"Whoa!"
The "elf" cried loudly, Victoria looked at Albert with a complaining look, and could only laugh twice.
Victoria shook her arms gently while continuing to hum a ballad from Germany.
The little baby stopped making noise under the mother's gentle care and singing, and quietly stared at the mother in front of him.
Several maids outside the door thought the child was hungry again after hearing the crying inside the door, so they hurriedly found the wet nurse who was stranded in Buckingham Palace.
The wet nurse followed the maid into the room, looked at Victoria and the princess in her hands and said, "Your Majesty, it's me who will do it!"
Victoria looked at Albert again with a reproachful look, handed the princess to the nurse and told them to take good care of the princess.
The wet nurse carefully held the little princess in Victoria's arms, bowed slightly to Victoria and left the room.
Victoria and Albert were the only two people left in the room.
"It's all your fault! You woke up Louise!" Queen Victoria pouted and complained about Albert like a little girl.
I'm afraid no one can imagine that a woman who controls half of the world would look like a little girl.
Looking at Victoria's childish expression, Prince Albert strode forward and hugged Victoria, sat on the sofa and teased: "If Lord Melbourne [Note 1] finds out, I will definitely teach you a lesson with a straight face!"
Lord Melbourne, a member of the Whig Party, was a well-known die-hard. After he succeeded to the throne, Victoria was taught by Lord Melbourne as his own daughter for four years, during which time he taught her basic political means and methods, so Victoria respected Melbourne very much. Lord.
"The Lord has returned to his castle to retire, but he has no time to care about us anymore!" Queen Victoria skillfully hugged Albert's neck and showed a charming expression.
PS: 1. Lord Melbourne: He was the whip of the Whig Party, the Prime Minister of Britain in the 1930s and 1940s, and the teacher of Queen Victoria.
