"By the way, the harem of the Empress Fanhua includes twenty male dragon chefs, seven female dragon chefs, and a male king and a female king~"

Brittania's cheeks became redder and her expression became shy. Seeing her like this, Princess Josephine seemed to awaken the little demon in her heart.

"I will also tell you a little secret that is not recorded in history books. These two kings are husband and wife, or they were once husband and wife~"

"ah!?"

Brittania suddenly screamed.

It turned out that as soon as Josephine finished speaking, she leaned into Brittania's ear and blew gently into her delicate and small earlobes.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire princess's bedroom suddenly became ambiguous.

The other two maids who had been standing next to him like wooden stakes, walked out of the bedroom as if they were not surprised and brought them to the door.

Only in the door could he hear Brittania's begging for mercy and Princess Josephine's tough urgency.

"Master, Your Highness, this is not good...!"

"What's the matter? I haven't seen it before. Let me see how you've developed recently!"

"Your Highness, your princess, really can't do it!"

"Hmph! You can't escape from my palm! Let me see!"

"don't want!!"

The two maids standing at the door seemed to hear nothing, staring straight and stood there motionless like a sculpture.

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Qian Chen arrived along the passage to the thirteenth floor where the "Crown Emblem" was stored.

At this time, the live broadcast had been completely cut off. It was explained before that it was to grasp Qian Chen's progress in passing. Now that Qian Chen has left, it will be a bit of an infringement on the private privacy of the guardians if he continues.

The great Helena still has such a little integrity.

Qian Chen also found that from the passage from the twelfth floor to the thirteenth floor, he never saw a camera again.

The entire thirteenth floor has completely become a hidden space.

According to common sense, when storing valuables, you usually want to install cameras in every corner so that the entire space can be as good as possible.

But the thirteenth level did the opposite, and Qian Chen couldn't help but win the curiosity.

There seems to be some secret hidden on the thirteenth floor.

When I opened the door, I saw a very simple hall. It was so simple that Qian Chen was a little unbelievable.

According to Qian Chen's imagination, this place should be magnificent and luxurious. A crystal lamp that is always bright should be hung above his head, a red carpet on the ground, and a portrait of Napoleon or other world-class paintings hanging on the walls.

But there was nothing in the hall.

There are no patterns on the pillars, no reliefs on the walls, and the ground is not covered with marble, but the most ordinary bluestone slabs. After years of hardship, some have even weathered to varying degrees.

The only thing that exists is a pedestal carved from bluestone with a copper badge on it.

Qian Chen walked over and picked up the badge. The badge was covered with patina, and the patterns on it were almost impossible to see clearly. However, you could vaguely see a crown pattern in the middle, and the row of French engraved under the pattern was completely unseen.

Qian Chen looked at the badge in his hand with a strange look.

If he hadn't taken this thing from the pedestal, he would have suspected that it was fake.

I am afraid that no one will be attracted to the waste.

At this moment, Qian Chen found that after he picked up the badge, there seemed to be handwriting in the groove in the badge.

Fortunately, the handwriting was engraved on bluestone, and although there were some corroded traces, they could still be vaguely recognized.

"Mary, sorry. It's all for France-Nab."

"Take a cloth?"

A question mark appeared in Qian Chen's mind, who is the cloth?

Shouldn't it be Napoleon?

Wait, it seems that Napoleon's original name was Napoleon Buwanaba, an Italian name.

The name comes from Corsica, where Napoleon was born. When he was young, Napoleon refused to admit that he was French and wanted Corsica to be independent from France.

Uh~ Everyone has seen the ending.

It turns out that the ‘Law of True Fragrance’ applies to everyone, whether he is a civilian or the founding emperor of the French Empire.

So the ‘Law of True Fragrance’ is the truth.

Since it has been confirmed that the person who left this sentence was Emperor Napoleon, the "Mary" mentioned in this sentence, combined with the location where Qian Chen is, obviously refers to Queen Mary who was publicly executed during the Great Revolution before Napoleon came to power.

What was Napoleon thinking when he left this sentence and this amazing crown emblem of power?

Guilt, regret, resolute, persist or calm?

Or maybe both.

The truth has been buried in the dust of history.

Napoleon carved a message and left a badge for what was the purpose of, perhaps only he himself knew.

But Qian Chen can be sure of it.

The image of Napoleon gradually became vivid in his mind. It was no longer just the genius and personality myths that France officially promoted, and the almost perfect sacred emperor.

"What kind of person was Napoleon?"

Qian Chen couldn't help but murmur.

"Well~ a generous and unshaven uncle?"

It was very abruptly, a crisp and pleasant female voice came from behind.

"who!?"

Qian Chen jumped a lot, but he never expected to meet someone here.

He quickly turned around, and a pure white girl stood quietly behind him, looking at him with a smile on her face.

The long gray-white hair is tied into two ponytails, and the blue pupils are dazzling, innocent and flawless, with a slightly innocent corner of the mouth, with a bit of innocent, pure and cute smile.

The girl was wearing a white dress similar to her hair color, with silver edges on her skirt, long boots with the same color to the base of her thighs on her slender legs, and white gloves with the same color on her slender palms.

This is a girl like a lily. If you ignore her strange appearance method.

Qian Chen did not take it lightly, he asked with a cautious look on his face.

"Who are you?"

"Mary Antonevat, just call me Mary."

The girl who claimed to be Mary took up her skirt and put it in a slight title, gave a dress-holding gift, and said happily.

"Mary Antonevat!? Queen Mary!? But you are not...!?"

Qian Chen said in shock.

Queen Mary smiled slightly.

"As you know, what stands before you is nothing but a dead soul from the past."

Queen Mary's expression was very calm, so calm that Qian Chen was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Qian Chen remembered that his knife teacher, Fu Chuan Tsukahara, was also in this special state.

It turns out that Queen Mary actually became a kitchen spirit after her death!
Chapter completed!