Flowers, Swords and France

Chapter 152: Begging and Preparation

When the chasing people grabbed Fran, just as she prayed countless times, the door finally opened. .The female officer who was serving Ms. Adelaide came out with an unhappy look on her face and looked at everyone.

"You've disturbed the lady!"

People quickly wanted Fran to leave.

It's the last chance.

Fran, who was still lying on the ground, shouted loudly, and her panic-stricken howl had long since left all etiquette and manners gone.

"Ma'am, help me, please, help me! I'm going to die!"

Her shouting finally had an effect.

A thin voice of inquiry came from inside the door.

"What's wrong? Miss Treville...what happened again?" The voice was sleepy and weak, and it was obvious that Ms. Adelaide had just been awakened.

Fran was just crying, and the people around her slowly relaxed their grip when they saw this delicate young lady crying so sadly.

"What's going on?" Ms. Adelaide asked quickly, "How do you say you're going to die? Come in quickly and tell me quickly..."

After getting the lady's permission, Fran was finally brought in by the female officer.

Ms. Adelaide was still lying on the bed, looking at Fran helplessly. Her face was as pale as paper. It was obvious that the big shock she had just experienced still left her with lingering fears.

"Good child, why are you crying?" She seemed to be trying to comfort Fran. She forced a smile on her face, but to be honest, this smile looked a bit miserable, "What's wrong? Say something nice..."

Fran's face was still stained with tears. As soon as she came in, she rushed to the lady's bed regardless, then knelt on the carpet and looked at the lady, tears bursting out of her eyes again.

"Ma'am, help me! Please!"

At first, these tears were deliberately intended to attract the lady's sympathy, but when Fran thought about the terrible situation that her brother might encounter, she was so frightened that her tears flowed out twice as much. In the end, she could no longer tell whether it was intentional or unintentional. .

Looking at the girl who had been crying, Ms. Adelaide couldn't help but feel a little distressed. She reached out her hand with difficulty and touched Fran's forehead.

"What happened? How can I help you if you don't tell me?"

After the lady asked, Fran finally stopped crying.

"My brother was taken away by them..."

"They? Taken away?" After all, her mind was still a little dazed, and the lady didn't react immediately. After a moment, she looked at Fran in surprise, "Your brother was taken away by those people? Why?"

Tears welled up in Fran's eyes again.

"Is your brother related to this matter?" Ms. Adelaide's usually gentle expression suddenly became a little rare and severe. Because this was related to her brother's safety, she would never forgive those who tried to kill her brother no matter what.

Fran shook her head hurriedly.

"No! My brother wouldn't do such a thing, I can guarantee that! Although he likes to joke a bit, how could he do such a rebellious thing! Didn't you just meet him? You Do you believe that he would do such a thing? How could a member of the Treville family think of assassinating His Majesty?"

Although there are obviously many loopholes in the girl's words, her sincerity and excitement make people unable to bear to refute her. Ms. Adelaide sighed softly.

"Since you promised me this, of course I believe you. However, if this is the case, then your brother is just being taken for questioning. You don't need to worry too much..."

"But...but I'm so scared! You know, my grandfather...has always liked to criticize politicians. It will inevitably make them biased. If they ask my brother later...if they bring this kind of Prejudice, it is very likely that he will be wronged!" When she mentioned this worry, tears rolled down Fran's face again, "Please, help me! How can a young man like my brother care? What about this kind of thing?”

The girl looked at the lady desperately, her eyes full of sincerity and pleading. Ms. Adelaide suddenly felt some compassion.

"Although the Marquis de Treville has always been a bit unruly, he still has the surname of Treville. What's wrong with saying something? Who in France doesn't complain about our family? It doesn't matter. Those people have nothing to do with it. If you're dissatisfied, you won't go too far, right?" She comforted Fran in a low voice.

"But...but I'm just scared! Madam...save him, save me..." Fran was still crying, "Please, if my brother encounters misfortune, I won't survive!" "

If my brother encounters misfortune, I won’t be able to survive either! This sentence immediately made the lady speechless. She looked at the girl's blue eyes quietly, with many thoughts in her mind.

Did you also think so back then? When he and his brother ran to Switzerland to depend on each other, and when his brother sent him to Bavaria, did he also pray for his safety?

The lady once secretly lamented that after finally retaking France, the new generations among the nobility became more and more addicted to pleasure, and increasingly lacked the perseverance and persistence that the older generation had, and they also became less and less devoted to their families. love.

How have they ever experienced those hardships, and how do they understand the value of family affection and affection?

But the girl in front of her was different. When her brother was in danger, she would run over to him for help, even if it caused her own disgust.

She grew up with her brother, no wonder they have such a deep relationship. No wonder... no wonder she likes him so much.

"Don't cry, poor child..." After a long time, Lady Adelaide sighed softly, "I can speak for you, and ask them to handle it as impartially as possible, not to wrongly accuse good people because of the rush, and not to have that kind of prejudice when interrogating your brother. However, I must tell you one thing, I can't overstep the law, I don't want to forgive those who want to assassinate the king. If Mr. Treville really participated in such a despicable assassination, then I will never forgive him, do you understand?"

Then, the lady looked up at a lady standing by, and then made a light gesture. The lady understood, nodded gently, and walked out.

Listening to her words, Fran nodded continuously, and the tears that kept flowing slowly stopped.

"That's great, thank you, ma'am!" She looked at the lady gratefully.

However, this result was not exactly what she wanted.

The lady meant, "I can ask them not to wrongly accuse your brother for the sake of getting the job done." But... what if he didn't wrongly accuse you? Obviously, he would not be forgiven.

In other words, if her brother really participated in the assassination as she worried and guessed, then there was no way to expect the king's sister to say good things.

The original text is in the six # 9 @book/bar!

Then... what should we do?

In a short moment, many thoughts turned through Fran's mind, but Lady Adelaide was completely unaware of them.

Looking at the lady's pale and thin neck, Fran suddenly thought of another thing in her heart.

"Wait and see, wait, if everything is irreversible, I will knock her out, then hold her hostage, and let those people let us all go!"

This dangerous and terrifying thought was well concealed under the tear-stained cheeks, and even the girl herself did not dare to believe that this was her own idea. However, she soon agreed with this idea.

Undoubtedly, until this moment, she was still full of respect and gratitude for this lady. If it was under other circumstances, she would never have the idea of ​​hurting this lady, let alone holding her hostage.

But now the situation is different. At this moment, this respect and gratitude cannot overcome the worry for her brother and the fanatical desire to save him. She can no longer think of any other way, so even if this plot seems crazy, she is ready to do it, and she did not consider other consequences.

It will ruin her future, her reputation, and maybe even her life, but it doesn't matter.

While gently wiping the tears from her face, she carefully calculated the feasibility of this approach in her mind.

The closest female official has gone out, and the other female officials are now standing very far away. If she suddenly takes action, they should not be able to help in time. Although she is not very strong, it should be no problem to knock out and hold Ms. Adelaide hostage.

The only question is, even if she holds the king's sister hostage, will those people really let the rebels who are plotting to assassinate His Majesty run away?

Although it seemed feasible, she was not completely sure.

If that were the case... If that were the case, I would let the lady go and say sorry to her. Then I would go to jail with my brother, or die together. Attacking and holding the king's sister hostage is undoubtedly a blatant and unforgivable act of treason, right? In this way, I would be committing the same crime as my brother, right?

Without much hesitation, the girl made the final decision.

Then, she looked up, looked at Lady Adelaide, and smiled reluctantly.

"Thank you, lady, thank you so much! I will be grateful to you forever and ever!"

The girl still had a tearful smile on her face, which stunned the lady for a moment. She really looks like Alice!

"It's okay." She smiled with relief, "I'm just doing what I should do."

"Madam, I'm scared now... Can you... Can you let me stay by your side?" Fran asked while choking, her eyes were very helpless, but full of hope, "Only you can help me, can save me..."

The lady couldn't help but smile again, and stroked Fran's forehead again.

"Of course, poor child."

"Thank you, madam." Fran closed her eyes, threw herself on the lady, and hugged her hand.

Then wait a little longer. (To be continued.)

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