"My dear cousin, the revival of the Bonaparte family is left to you!"
Perhaps it was the factor of recollection that Louis Napoleon's voice was miraculously no longer hoarse when he was dying, and his pale and depressed face regained a trace of energy.
"Cousin!" Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Louis Napoleon who had regained his energy and already vaguely knew in his heart that this might be his last moment.
"Cousin, call Pesini and the others over here! I have something to say to them!"
After saying this, Louis Napoleon slumped like a deflated balloon, and violent coughing came from Louis Napoleon's mouth again.
Seeing this, Jérôme trotted to the first floor.
Pacini, Fleury and others downstairs all sat on the sofa on the first floor as if they had received some spiritual suggestion. Some of them frowned, some clasped their hands...
In short, their mood was closely related to the physical condition of Louis Napoleon on the second floor, but they did not dare to face the seriously ill Louis Napoleon. To be precise, they did not dare to face themselves.
Especially Pesini, who has been following Louis Napoleon for more than ten years. He pinned his dreams, hopes and everything on Louis Napoleon. He firmly believed that Louis Bonaparte would definitely become the ruler of France, and now Louis Napoleon is facing death, and his dream will most likely be extinguished with the death beside Louis Napoleon!
The heartbroken Pesini's mind went blank. He no longer wanted to hear any more bad news.
When Jerome went downstairs, the thing that Pesini least wanted to face was placed in front of him.
Almost all eyes were fixed on Jerome, their eyes flashing with despair and pleading.
Jérôme's heart was also a little heavy. The dim kerosene light shone on his face that resembled an emperor (Emperor Napoleon), making it even more sacred. His sad face and firm eyes were very much like those after the Battle of Waterloo. Him.
"Emperor..." Pesini opened his mouth and almost shouted out the word "Your Majesty". After careful observation, he realized that the faces of Jerome and the emperor were still very different. He quickly changed his words: " Your Majesty, Your Majesty’s body…”
Pesini did not dare to ask further, and waited for Jérôme's reply with two parts of confusion, three parts of anxiety and five parts of uneasiness.
"Your Majesty, he..." Jerome said with difficulty: "Let you go there!"
Pesini and others felt as if they had fallen into an abyss, and their last hope was shattered.
The emperor still couldn't wait for the miracle.
Pesini opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.
Tears welled up in Tailan's eyes without even listening.
"You are the emperor's most loyal friends and partners, so..." Jérôme Bonaparte groaned deeply and said to Tailan and others: "Go up!"
Jerome walked to the front of the team, followed by Pesini, Fleury, Tailan and others.
The trip that originally took less than 1 minute to complete took Pesini and others a full 2 minutes.
When Jerome Bonaparte opened the room, everyone saw the posture of the monarch/prince to whom they were loyal.
The servant who was responsible for taking care of Louis Napoleon couldn't help sobbing softly, and Fleury, a tough guy who had experienced the battle in Algeria, also had a slightly sore breath.
"Come in..." Louis Napoleon's weak and hoarse voice came.
Everyone enters the room, this may be Louis Napoleon's last order.
"Pessini!" Louis Napoleon first called Pesini.
"Your Majesty, I am here!" Pesini said with a cry.
"Pessini...ahem...my friend..." Louis Napoleon coughed and said to Pesini: "You fight with me, we fight to overthrow the dynasty together, and we go to prison together! I I thought we would sit on the throne of France together, but now it seems God doesn’t seem to love me!”
"Your Majesty, you will be fine! I promise to God!" Pesini's voice became even more choked. After decades of following, he and Louis Napoleon have become more than just a monarch and an attendant, they are more like A pair of friends, Pesini was unwilling to accept the death of Louis Napoleon.
"Pessini, there is no need to comfort me anymore! I know my physical condition! Before I die, I hope you can agree to a condition!" Louis Napoleon's voice gradually became weaker, and his breathing gradually became faster: " This is my plea to you as a friend!”
"Your Majesty, your will is my direction!" Pesini said respectfully to Louis Napoleon.
"I hope you can... help my cousin... seize the rights of France! This is my only plea to you as your friend!"
As the second largest leader in Louis Bonaparte's group after Louis Napoleon, Pesini holds the largest say besides Louis Bonaparte, and is also the person to connect the hidden Bonapartists in France.
If Pesini is unwilling to assist Jerome, Jerome will need to spend a lot of effort to reintegrate Louis Napoleon's forces.
Of course, Pesini could only continue to follow in Bonaparte's footsteps.
Looking at the dying Louis Napoleon, Pesini's heart was filled with gratitude. The Louis Napoleon cabal would not dissipate because of the death of Louis Napoleon. They would be loyal to the new monarch until he ascended the throne of France. .
"Your Majesty's will is my direction!" Pesini reiterated again.
Louis Napoleon smiled with satisfaction.
Next, Louis Napoleon had a few words with everyone present.
"Jerome, come here! I have something to tell you!" Louis Napoleon's voice was so weak that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.
Jerome came to Louis Napoleon's bedside, his right ear close to the side of Louis Napoleon's face.
"Remember... you must... seek the approval of the United Kingdom... remember my agreement with them..."
"I understand!" Jérôme Bonaparte pursed his lips to express his understanding.
Louis Napoleon lay down and slowly closed his eyes as if all his strength had been drained away.
In a hazy moment, he seemed to see himself becoming the president of the Second Republic, and then becoming the emperor of the empire through a coup. He was introduced to a young lady from Spain and gave birth to his first legal son. He defeated the Russian Empire that his uncle had failed to win back then...but he did not find the shadow of his cousin in his dream.
This ending seems pretty good too!
Louis Napoleon died at 0:02 on May 1, 1848, at the age of 40.
