Desai was also recalling the deal with Talleyrand. He had gained a lot from both the surface and the essence, while the cunning old lame man only received a promise without any utterance.

This obviously does not conform to Talleyran's greedy personality, and it should also hide a bigger conspiracy. Desai was lingering in his heart and discussing every sentence and every word, but he never knew the key points or could find any flaws.

Desai was very clear that when the title of Polish crown prince fell on him, complex right and wrong will follow one after another. Every day in Paris, he must be cautious, with ulterior motives like walking on thin ice, and dealing with politicians with a knife hidden in their laughter, human words, nonsense, empty words, lies, clichés, I don’t know how much they said or how much they heard.

Although physically and mentally exhausted and helpless, young superiors will not get tired of it, nor will they be disgusted. Holding the power in your hands is more important than wealth in your pocket and the women around you. And more and higher power is the highest holy thing that every ambitious person strives for, and will not let others get involved.

Therefore, Desai was also in pain and joy, enjoying wonderful feelings that ordinary people could not experience.

After finishing his meeting with Talleyrand and walking out of the Austrian Embassy, ​​Desai suddenly found that he was lost and did not know where to go. The Duke of Hruna's mansion was empty. Miss Litisia still lives in the Polish Lady's mansion. It was afternoon tea time, and a large number of Polish ladies were gathering in the Polish mansion. Desai didn't want to go and disturb him.

Dr. Kava must attend a scholar salon party, commenting on the current medical development and technological progress, and he does not expect him to come back at night. Duke Hruna, who likes to hide his weakness in front of outsiders, does not like the scholar salon. They feel that these people are too simple and idealistic, and they are simply a group of typical anarchists. Moreover, valuable experts and scholars have been identified by Desai one by one. After making various promises, they are ready to "unified packaging" to deliver them to Catalonia.

A Jew who has multiple responsibilities, Candiola is also like a fish in water in Paris. Since Fouche stepped down and Paris has returned to peace, he can no longer be seen in the Desay Mansion. Someone once secretly told the Duke that his confidant lived in a neighborhood with luxurious life and was surrounded by noble ladies or socialites. Desay laughed at this and let Candiola enjoy his "sexual blessing" life.

The use of women, especially noble ladies, to collect intelligence is not unique to Talleyrand and Metternich. Since coming to Paris, after seeing the efficiency and accuracy of walking among noble ladies and conveying messages, Desai ordered Candiola to collect poor noble women, or outstanding civilian women, in Paris, at a high cost and implement a "Swallow Plan".

Candiola had no choice but to accept this job that most men like. Similarly, those noble women living in poverty, or ordinary women who want to enjoy the life of a noble lady, could not refuse the temptation of beautiful fashion, dazzling jewelry, and luxurious life, and were willing to report to the "mysterious kind-hearted people" in a timely manner that they found in salons, banquets, dances, and even beds; or spread certain "hearsals" in a targeted manner, with easy work and no life-threatening danger.

Desai demanded quite simple in his life (corresponding to the standards of the Paris aristocrats), but he was extremely willing to invest money in the "Swallows". He agreed to Candiola's various requests, including hiring the court ladies of Louis' era with high salaries, conducting a complete set of aristocratic etiquette at the "Swallows", and strictly encouraging men. During this period, the Military Intelligence Agency's Special Union also conducted special training on how to collect information, distinguish intelligence, and spread rumors.

Starting from February 1810, during the full three months of training, Desay paid Candiola a bill of 1 million francs, which is not considered the investment from the later stage. According to conservative estimates, the annual expenses of the "Swallows" are no less than 5 million francs. Before leaving today, the Duke of Hruna directly allocated Napoleon's 2 million francs of special military expenses from the Desay Division to Candiola's account, specifically for the later implementation of the "Swallows Plan".

Since the time travel, Desai's military rank has become higher and higher, his status has become more and more expensive, and his territory has become larger and larger. He seems to have more and more funds, but this money has flew away from his pocket at a faster speed. Although it is not too short of a stretch, it is also quite a headache. After all, the military expenditure of the war on the peninsula has been in place. Desai hopes to make a fortune in Portugal, but it is not his own guardianship anyway.

After Captain Penduwas left, his deputy Lieutenant Remon Jacques became the temporary guard of the Duke of Hruna. Seeing Desay standing in front of the embassy, ​​looking at the traffic of the embassy avenue in a daze, the lieutenant immediately walked forward and informed the Duke of his next walk and visited the Little Tier of the noble boarding school.

Before Desai could come back to his senses, he unexpectedly saw a familiar strange woman walking quickly towards him.

"Hello, Lord Duke Hruna, oh, you should be called the noble Crown Prince of Poland!" Napoleon's younger sister, Mura's wife, Karolina, wearing a long rose silk dress, greeted Desai with a smile. The imperial princess looked very happy from her appearance, and was not embarrassed and angry at all because Desai repeatedly refused to attend her family banquet and dance with Mura.

To be fair, Carolina, who is under 30, has a good appearance, is bright and charming, has a beautiful skin, a beautiful body, a lively personality, and is unruly, which makes most men very "sexual". However, Desai dislikes the bad nature of her betrayal.

It would be fine if Prince Mura betrayed her husband. The latter is also a playboy who is merciless and merciless - the young master. Their mistresses (love husbands) are comparable in number and equal in size. In the Bonaparte family, when it comes to emotional infidelity, yes, Carolina, like his brothers and sisters, has always been disloyal, except for the impeccable Queen Mother (their mother).

Besides, in Paris, which nobleman has not had an affair with others? Which one does not seek pleasure? Looking for flowers and asking willows is one of the original natures of human beings. They) like their emperors and queens, are "animals" that are prone to emotional impulses, prone to whims, and prefer to think with their lower body.

The thing that Desai disliked Carolina was that she should not betray her brother and sister-in-law Josephine and betrayed her brother Napoleon. In the early years, Napoleon tried his best to oppose Carolina and Murah's marriage. If it weren't for Josephine's match, the two would never have been together. But then, Carolina put her benefactor Josephine behind her and became the most opposed Josephine in the Bonaparte family, and the first family member to agree to depose the queen.

In early 1809, Carolina believed the rumors (some say it was spread by Carolina herself on purpose) and said that Napoleon unfortunately died in the Spanish War, so she contacted Talleyrand, Fouche and others to try to help Murah to the French throne; in 1814, when Napoleon was exiled to Elba Island, Carolina refused to visit the abdicated emperor regardless of family affection. She was busy having a tryst with the Austrian prince Metternich who defeated her brother.

Desai naturally doesn't like to pay attention to people like Karolina. But when the two face to face, Duke Hruna must maintain superficial respect for the Imperial Princess. He suppressed the disgust in his heart and barely replied: "Hello, Your Highness, the beautiful Princess!"

After the salute, Desai apologized again, saying that the business was busy and it was inconvenient to wait for a long time, so he hurriedly walked towards the carriage not far away.

"Duke, can you give me a piece? You should know that my carriage was broken just now and stopped at the Austrian Embassy." Carolina twisted her slender waist and nimblely flashed to Desai, stopping her from going out, showing a pitiful look, wishing you mercy.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I'm going to the Boulevard, not back to the residence of the Champs-Elysees, so I will naturally not go along the Elysees." Despite his modest tone, Desay's expression seemed a little impatient.

"That happens to be the case. I'll send me to the Briona Mansion on the Boulevard!" As soon as he finished speaking, Carolina turned around without saying a word, happily climbed into the carriage engraved with violets and Gaul chicken emblems. She held the car door with her hand and waved to Desay, who was stunned on the spot.

After getting to the car, Desai's eyes were always outside the glass window, and he never paid attention to the beauty who was alone in the room, as if the latter had never existed at all.

After a few minutes of silence, Carolina, who was surging with love, seemed unable to help it and began to seduce the handsome man in front of her. Her beautiful eyes frequently sent a lot of autumn to Desai, trying to move his heart. Soon, the Imperial Princess assisted with ambiguous words and tried her best to tease the young duke who was full of energy.

"Duke, do you think I'm pretty?"

"Yeah, it looks great!"

"What about Polina?"

“The difference between roses and tulips?”

"Andrew, what's the point, what's the difference between us?"

"The rose has thorns!" Desai then closed his eyes, leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest. Do not look at it or listen to it.

Seeing Desai's silent resistance of "not cooperating", Carolina was not discouraged. This wandering princess who had seen countless people never refused to be her guest of the curtain and fell under her pomegranate skirt.

With Andrew Desai, the only exception, which aroused Carolina's stronger sexual interest, trying to add another new member to his conquest of men, Duke Hruna or Crown Prince of Poland.

Carolina smiled slightly, her cunning expression was a bit lustful. She flashed her figure, left her seat, and then came to Desai, and then rolled up a rose fragrance. This fragrance with obvious aphrodisiac effect penetrated directly from the man's mouth and nose, causing him to breathe rapidly and his heartbeat.

Almost at the same time, the woman's plump breasts, which were as waves as waving against Desai's shoulders, gently rubbing up and down, and Carolina's hands kept stroking the man's broad chest. Her tongue spitted slightly, licking Desai's earlobes and ears, and then, a tender voice sounded in her ears: "Do you think there are thorns on me?"

Sitting in his arms is not a mess, that is the standard of a saint. Desai is not a saint, so he cannot be cruelly pushed away the beautiful beauty climbing on his upper body. At this time, his smart mind is no longer obedient, and he can only rely on his lower body to think about the imminent problems.

Soon, the flourishing and fighting spirited Desai Second gave the answer the master wanted.

In a state of confusion, Desai responded quickly. He stretched out his one hand from the woman's waist, hugged the princess's naked back, which seemed to be frozen by roses, and used her powerful arms and wrists to bring the woman into her heart.

The lewd and lascivious lady laughed and rested on Desai's knees. Her eyes were slightly closed with red face and her eyes were slightly closed, waiting for the next step of passion. Desai slowly bent down, wanting to kiss and seduce her bad woman.

Unexpectedly, a creaking sound came out, and then the carriage slowly stopped, and the men and women in the carriage stopped their original instinct impulses.

Briona Mansion is here!

This is the luxurious apartment building where Carolina married Mura more than 10 years ago. Now, the one who accompanied the hostess into the building is not the male owner of the mansion. However, the servants inside and outside the mansion have become accustomed to doing what they should do without a glance.

At the beginning of getting off the car, Desai looked radiant and full of spirits, while Carolina was very happy and intoxicated. She held hands and was intimate, just like a happy and loving couple.
Chapter completed!