Flowers, Swords and France

It seems that because there are few people to talk to in the palace on weekdays, Ms. Adelaide and Fran chatted for a long time this time. Until the end, the female attendant saw that she was very weak, so she hinted to Fran to end the conversation early so that the lady could regain her energy.

Fran quickly said goodbye, and the lady smiled and nodded, allowing her to leave.

"Okay, let's go have some fun. Remember that you are still a child."

"Thank you, madam." Fran saluted solemnly, then turned around and left the pavilion. As she moved, her golden hair swayed slightly, and then fell gently to her shoulders and back.

Her mood was a little heavy at the moment, so her steps were a little slow.

The days of this lady who had cared for her lovingly and chatted gently with him were now numbered. Yes, even if a fifteen-year-old girl doesn't really understand what "death" means yet, she can still see that this lady is obviously approaching the end of her life.

After she walked out of the garden, she found several of her classmates beside the court opened on the lawn. She quickly walked over to them and greeted each other. Although they could all see the lady's preference for her, no one asked her what she had just talked about with Ms. Adelaide, and no one showed even a little curiosity - this may be the girl's last insistence on self-esteem. Bar.

However, as always, there is an exception.

"How was the conversation with that lady? Miss Treville?" Laura ignored the people next to her and walked straight to Fran.

It was obvious that everyone was afraid of her, even her accomplices did not dare to make a mistake and gently avoided her.

"Fortunately, thank you for your concern." Fran said casually.

Laura looked at Fran expressionlessly, and spoke again after a moment.

"You've been very worried lately."

"No..." Fran was about to deny it, but Laura interrupted her directly, "Don't you think I can't tell? You have been absent-minded recently, and it was the same when you were painting just now. The painting is not your usual level.”

Is she trying to convince me? Then let her wish, Fran thought.

"Congratulations, your painting just now was very good..."

"No, it's not important." Laura shook her head gently, "I know that, let alone your most proud work, even your usual level is slightly inferior. I didn't come to you to demonstrate to you. "

"Why is that?" Fran was a little surprised.

Laura looked at the lawn in the distance and seemed to ask casually.

"I heard you have a brother, right?"

Fran was surprised again when she heard this question, and then she alertly thought of her brother's instructions to her at the art exhibition. But the fact that she had a brother was not a secret among her classmates. There was no point in denying it, so she had no choice but to admit it honestly.

"Yes, just like you..."

"Yes, the same as me..." Laura nodded and admitted, adding an ambiguous sentence, "It's different."

Before Fran could react, she asked again, "Have I seen him?"

Fran answered immediately.

"No, he is usually very busy and never comes to our place."

"Isn't it your brother that I met at the art exhibition that day?" Laura suddenly asked softly.

"Of course not. That's my cousin...the grandson of Duke Treville." Fran explained quickly.

"I heard she's still your fiancée?" Laura turned her head and looked at Fran seriously.

Fran even blushed instantly.

"Yes...yes..."

While answering, she secretly "blamed" loudly in her heart that her brother had put herself in such an embarrassing predicament.

"So that's it," Laura seemed to accept Fran's explanation. Laura nodded slightly, "Then your cousin came to my house to play recently."

Fran's eyes widened, and then she quickly looked at Laura, "He came to your house? When? Why? What happened?"

Is this the reason why my brother suddenly left home?

Concern leads to confusion. She asked several questions in a row, her tone was very urgent.

Laura still didn't speak, and Fran couldn't help but get closer to her.

"Can you tell me? I really want to know, thank you!"

"Are you so anxious to get married?" Laura suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Ah... ugh... um..." Fran blushed even more this time and couldn't even speak. However, her concern for her brother still overcame her uncontrollable shyness, "Please... please tell me..."

Laura looked at Fran, whose face was flushed, and her expression suddenly became very strange, and then she suddenly threw her head back and laughed.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha...it's really fun...hahahaha..."

Laura's usually cold and arrogant appearance suddenly collapsed. The contrast was so great that Fran was shocked and even the girls next to her were dumbfounded.

However, Laura stopped smiling and glanced aside. Soon the girls stopped talking and walked away. Even if they were not in the studio, Laura's prestigious reputation was obviously very effective.

After everyone else walked away, Laura looked at Fran again, full of hope.

"He came to my house and made a big fuss. I was not at home at the time, but I heard from the servants that the fuss was very serious and he even beat one of my father's men seriously..."

"No wonder... no wonder..." Fran finally "understood" the reason why her brother suddenly ran away from home. Her expression became very nervous and her eyes wandered, "How could this happen... He is not usually like this... it must be There must be other reasons..." After a moment, she regained her composure and looked at Laura again with a very sincere expression, "Miss Bowang, can you help persuade your father to forgive..."

"Forgive? Miss Treville, I think you seem to have misunderstood something..." Laura raised her eyebrows slightly, "My father is not angry with him at all? Let alone what he plans to do to him."

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"You're not angry with him? Then why..." Fran whispered to herself.

"Then why are you still running? Right?" Laura completed Fran's words, with some joking in her tone, "Maybe it's because he did a lot of sad things and didn't dare to face my father... …Maybe you owe my father some money?”

How did she know that "her brother ran away"? Fran didn't have time to delve into this issue.

"No way! He will never be this kind of person!" Fran interrupted Laura directly, her tone was very firm and full of conviction, "If it was for this reason, he would never run away. He is definitely not the kind of person who just runs away, there must be other reasons!"

This was the first time she had faced Mademoiselle de Beauvin so sharply.

After Fran fought back, Laura didn't look angry at all and just nodded lightly.

"Okay, Miss Treville, please forgive me, I was just joking..." Before Fran could speak, she suddenly raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled again, "But it's really interesting, he It’s so funny that you deny that you are the grandson of the Duke of Treville, but you insist in front of me that he is the grandson of the Duke of Treville.”

Fran was shocked again.

"He wrote a letter to my father two days ago, telling my father clearly that he is not the grandson of Duke Treville. The reason why he pretended to be is just because he is the ** of your cousin Charlotte..."

silence.

"Did he really say that?!" Fran asked in a very calm tone with an expressionless face.

"Why do I need to tell lies?" Laura answered directly, "So you see, I don't understand why the cousin and fiancée you mentioned insists that he is Charlotte de Treville. Where is the lady’s lover? Is it because he is a shameful playboy who deceived you and your sister, or is it because of other reasons...?

There was still no expression on Fran's face, and there was no focus in her eyes.

"I don't know what this cousin of mine thinks."

"It's amazing that you still insist on not letting go at this point." Laura suddenly whispered in approval, "But it doesn't matter. In fact, I'm not here to interrogate you today. I just have something to entrust you with..."

"What's the matter?" Fran asked softly.

"My father is very interested in him and is not dissatisfied with his previous offense - he now understands that this offense was for a reason. He said that everyone should forget the history that has happened and look forward together..." Laura repeated her father's words in a low voice, "So, I was thinking, if one day If you can meet him, can you tell him that my father has no plans to do anything? It's just a small misunderstanding due to various reasons. These misunderstandings are easy to eliminate and should be eliminated. He is very interested in meeting your 'cousin' to clear up this misunderstanding."

"Okay, I understand..."

"I don't want to involve you in anything, I just want to ask you to help convey a message. If you are pressed for time or have other reasons, it doesn't matter if you don't convey it. My father will have other ways after all. "Laura sighed suddenly, "My father values ​​him very much, but... I have to admit that he is much better than my incompetent brother. "

Fran didn't understand what Laura was talking about, but she could feel that this information was important to her brother, so she nodded.

"I will tell him well... thank you."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just conveying a message to someone." Laura also breathed a sigh of relief, as if the task was completed, "Whether you understand it or not, I hope you can tell him that we have no ill intentions."

"OK."

"Then let's talk until now." Laura nodded, indicating that she had finished talking.

"goodbye."

"Although after I talked to you that time, you didn't come to me until the end, but this can be considered a good thing. After all, it would be best if nothing happened. I just want to say something..." Laura revealed her face again He gave a faint smile and nodded slightly to Fran, "You are very lucky, really very lucky." (To be continued.)