"Oh my God, Ludwig, why are you here? I thought we had an appointment tomorrow afternoon..."

Near Elector Avenue, the door of Room 201 of a rather luxurious apartment near the Chinese Embassy opened, and Chloe, wearing a loose dress and holding a black cat in his arms, appeared in front of Hessman with a surprised look on his face.

The big houses of all three living rooms were left to him by her father, and the late Colonel Heinsberg was also an elite army who wandered back and forth in the General Staff and the front-line troops. Unlike Hessman, he was very rich, so he bought a very beautiful house in Berlin. Now Chloe lives alone here, and when Hessman came, she was preparing to cook.

"Wow, you became a major! Oh my God, this is the Blue Max Order! God, you got a blue Max... You are only 25 years old, you are already a major and have a blue Max!"

Chloe was stunned at first, then screamed in surprise. He found that Hessman was wearing a brand new military uniform, changing into the rank of major, and the collar was hung with the highest honor of the German army - a Blue Max medal!

This shows that Hessman's achievements in Petrograd have been recognized by the highest level of the army! He has a brilliant future in the army...

"Ludwig, you must have come to me to celebrate, right?" Chloe was already attracted by the man in front of him, who was full of heroism and looked at the other person with affectionateness.

"No." Hessman smiled a little apologetically. When he saw the disappointed expression appearing on Chloe's face, he laughed, "Chloe, today General Rudendolf gave me an invitation to the Charlottenburg Palace. His Majesty the Emperor wants to invite me to dinner and bring a female companion. I want you to be my female companion..."

"Emperor, Your Majesty the Emperor!" Chloe suddenly thought of something, and a seductive pink appeared on his creamy cheeks. "Ludwig, are you going to take me to Charlottenburg Palace? You... want me to be your female companion?"

Hessmann said "female companion" rather than "temporary female companion", which obviously means differently for precisely known Germans.

"Will you?" Hessman looked at Chloe with anticipation.

"Yes, of course... Of course!" Chloe's cheeks turned redder, as if only a ripe apple was pounding in his heart.

"It's so great." Hessman suddenly kissed her on the cheek. Her face was smooth and fragrant (it should be the effect of perfume), like cream. After spending several months with Chloe, Hessman felt that he was a little inseparable from this beautiful and considerate woman.

In fact, Chloe's manifestation was the result of long-term aristocratic education. In the circle of the German imperial aristocrats where macho manhood was prevalent in the early 20th century, feminism basically did not exist, and women like Chloe were the most common.

Of course, Chloe's infatuation with Hessman was also related to her education. A woman like her admired Hessman, a soldier who made meritorious for Germany, and a young major with the Blue Max medal, who was definitely more attractive to her than a millionaire.

"Ludwig, sit for a while, I'll change my clothes, and come later..." Chloe blushed and rushed into his bedroom. When she appeared again, she had already changed into a tight blue satin dress, her long neck and half of her snow-white and round shoulders were exposed. She also had a marten coat with silky glow on her arms.

"How is it?" Chloe asked, "Can I do this?"

"Of course, you look very beautiful."

Hessman looked at the woman in front of him and was indeed a rare beauty. He was first-class in both face, figure and temperament... It seems that after God teased him hard, he began to bring some good luck. I don’t know what dinner with the emperor will bring to him tonight?

Hessman and Chloe called a taxi carriage on William Street and headed towards Charlottenburg Palace. On the way, they saw another worrying scene - hundreds of elderly men in inferior clothes were queuing up with tattered anti-war placards, shouting in unison: "For peace, war is the conspiracy of Jewish capitalists!" Several listless Berlin policemen were scattered around the parade and acted with them to monitor the relatively calm demonstration.

"Why are Jews involved again?" Hessman was a little strange. In his impression, Jews have always been accused of destroying the Second Empire. Why have they become supporters of war again?

"Some people say that Jewish capitalists are unwilling to truce because they have not made enough profits." Chloe explained with a frown. She heard a lot about what happened in Germany recently in the Foreign Ministry on William Street today, including accusations against the Jews - now they are opposing the truce, and in a few years they will become the culprit of the truce.

"You are Mr. Hessman? This one is..."

A tall court attendant in a fancy uniform greets visitors outside the gates of the Charlottenborg Palace.

"Countess Chloe von Heinsberg, my female companion."

"Welcome to you, please come with me."

In the somewhat chilly breeze of October, Hessman and Chloe walked through the stone road in Charlottenburg Palace and walked into the spacious vestibule paved with dazzling marble. An old court waiter stood in the hall, claiming to be a servant. "Major Hessman, for the banquet tonight, His Majesty the Queen and Princess Victoria Louise will also attend. The princess sits on her left head, and you sit beside her."

He said, glanced at Chloe again, and the younger servant attached himself to his ear and whispered something. Then he nodded to Chloe: "Earl, the Queen is sitting on the right head of His Majesty the Emperor, you sit beside her."

It seems that the dinner tonight is very "private", with only the emperor, queen, princess Victoria Louis, Chloe and herself attending. After listening to the man's report on the seats, Hessman thought to himself, maybe the emperor has any questions that are inconvenient to ask publicly?

Hessman followed the old attendant and walked into a magnificent, curved ceiling full of murals, floors with beautiful wood grain on the ground, and gold-painted walls with Chinese blue and white porcelain inlaid with Chinese blue and white porcelain. This is not a restaurant, but a lounge, with no emperor, no queen and princess.

"Prince, please wait." said the attendant, "Major, please come with me."

The emperor was going to meet Hessman alone! In a magnificent office with naval war paintings, the German Empire emperor, who had seen in photos and pictures in the past, was sitting behind his desk, frowning at a document.

"His Majesty the Emperor, Army Major Ludwig von Hessmann reports to you!"

Hessman stood at attention and saluted respectfully.

"Oh, here we come." The emperor raised his head, his face was habitually tense, his complexion was very radiant, his voice gave people a sense of majestic and energetic. "I have seen all the telegrams you sent from Petrograd. Obviously, you are a hero, an amazing hero. If there were more people like you in our empire, victory would not have been as difficult as it would have been."

The emperor was still hoping for victory! Hessman thought that the situation on the Eastern Front seemed a little better than in history at first glance. Rudendolf's offensive might have been launched earlier, but victory may still be out of reach.

"His Majesty the Emperor has been awarded, and the situation on the Eastern Front has changed all the time dependent on the soldiers on the front line fighting." Hessman said a scene, but then changed the subject. "But such a change is not consolidated, and the third revolution may occur at any time in Petrograd!"

The German emperor shook the documents in his hand. This was the report Hessman had just sent to him. Although he was just a major, he was the "expert of Russia and the Bolshevik issue" that Germany believed to have been in peace with the Bolsheviks who ruled Russia. Of course, Germany had to read the report Hessmann wrote.

"Three Revolutions?" William II shook his head, "If that were the case, what would we lose? A Russia that was completely in chaos was not threatening to us. Isn't it?"

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Chapter completed!