Flowers, Swords and France

As expected, little Duke Philippe de Treville expected. When Charles just walked out of the reception room and was about to go to the lobby on the first floor, Charlotte came directly to greet him from the corridor, looking at him with worry on his face. Shire. .

"Ciel, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Charles quickly replied with a smile, "Don't worry, your father is not an unreasonable person. He just said a few words to me and didn't do anything..."

In addition, he and I had a drink and chatted for a while... Charles swallowed the last sentence.

"It's okay..." Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, as if relieved, "I've told you before, my father is not normal. If he says anything crazy, you must not take it seriously. What's more, Don't argue with him, just wait until he finishes speaking..."

Seeing the relieved Charlotte in front of him, Charles was suddenly touched.

She had been worried about me for so long and comforted me as soon as she came out, but it turned out that I was still lying to her with her father! This poor girl!

God, her father was right, I was such a bastard! Under the influence of a sudden sense of guilt, Ciel couldn't help but blame himself in his heart. He really felt that, at least at this point, he was too sorry for Charlotte.

"Charle, what's wrong?" Seeing Charles's unnatural behavior, Charlotte felt a little strange, "Did it be my father who scolded you so harshly just now? Hey, leave him alone...that bad old man always It’s not serious. Now my brothers and I no longer take him seriously. Just pretend you didn’t hear what he said... um... you...?"

Before she could speak, Ciel suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and pulled gently.

Caught off guard, Charlotte couldn't maintain her balance, then threw herself forward and fell into Ciel's arms.

"I'm sorry, Charlotte."

"Charle, you...what's wrong with you?" Charlotte looked at Charles, a little at a loss.

"Let me give you a hug, Miss Treville. With all due respect, you are absolutely beautiful today!" Charles hugged Charlotte and whispered in her ear.

Charlotte raised her head and looked at Ciel's face with confusion. Although she couldn't figure out what Ciel was going crazy about now, but... this feeling was indeed very good. The slight sound in her ears The tingling sensation and the touch of Ciel on her body made her feel very comfortable.

Although her heart was full of joy, she still blushed and uttered a sentence.

"What are you doing! The servants are watching!"

Charles suddenly remembered that the last time he came to the Duke's Palace and met Charlotte, there seemed to be such a sentence between the two... but it was him who said that that day.

In this situation, even if they changed their positions, he could only give the same answer as that day.

"It doesn't matter, who cares about us?"

Then, he put one hand around Charlotte's waist and the other hand through the thin silk gauze, gently stroking Charlotte's braids on both sides and tossing the thin golden hair. . "Even if Ms. de la Valliere comes here, I'm afraid she will have to bow to your hair, right?"

[Refers to Louise-de-la-valliere (1**4-1710), the daughter of a small nobleman. She later worked as a maid in the Palace of Versailles and was later valued by Louis XIV. , became the king's mistress, gave birth to several illegitimate children, and was named the Marquise of Montespan. Some people say she has perfect hair.

As an aside, a person from an island country later changed this name and it became the name of the heroine in the manga "Zero no Tsukaima"...]

"Ciel, don't mess up my hair! The maids spent a lot of time doing it this morning!" After hearing Charles's compliment, Charlotte's face turned redder, and then she looked ashamed. He cursed again, but didn't try to break free from Ciel's hand. "I really don't know what kind of medicine you took just now, why did you suddenly become like this!"

"This is all your fault. Your charm makes people unable to control themselves." Charles replied with a smile. "So I was intoxicated."

After holding Charlotte like this for a while, he felt much better.

Charlotte actually already knew what kind of "medicine" Charles had just taken - leaning in Charles' arms, she had already smelled the smell of alcohol on Charles, and naturally knew that Charles had just drank it. liquor.

However, after receiving Ciel's long-awaited active hug, she didn't feel uncomfortable with the smell of alcohol, and didn't want to pursue anything else.

She didn't ask again what Charles and her father were talking about just now, and why they drank together again. If Charles could be uncharacteristically gentle to her after drinking some wine, then what's the point of letting him drink every day?

When she thought of this, she smiled again and closed her eyes.

"Char, are you celebrating your birthday soon?" After a while, she asked softly.

"Is it still early?" Charles was a little confused.

Charles was born in July, and Charlotte certainly knew this date.

"It doesn't matter, I can give you a gift in advance..." Charlotte still closed her eyes slightly, and her voice became lower, "Besides, I didn't have time to give you a gift on your birthday last year."

Ciel finally understood what she meant.

"Okay, then I'd like to thank you first. What do you want to give me? It doesn't need to be too expensive. There's no need..."

"I'll ask someone to customize a military uniform for you, a complete set! It's rare that you join the National Guard this time. You can't just run in, right? Besides, it's a place where rich people gather. If you dress well You are so shabby, you will definitely be laughed at by them. Who will obey you then! Dad has already said that your shoes are almost worn out after being worn for so long. This is not the case. Change it! Even if you don’t pay attention to it, there should be a limit, right? Saving and being stingy are two different things..." Charlotte, who was in Charles's arms, spoke so softly that those who knew her would be unbelievable, "I I will find the best tailor to customize it for you, and it must be the most personal, so that people will think it's amazing when they see it! It only costs a few hundred francs, how much does it cost..."

She suddenly opened her eyes, still looking at Charles, "The coat must be made of the best material, as well as the boots, and... the buttons must be gold-plated, so they shine at first sight... Charles, you will definitely be the one by then. The most handsome officer in the army! Everyone will admire you!"

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, Charlotte's eyes flashed with severity again.

"Char, by the way, remember this! When the time comes, you can't follow those trash snacks who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time to get involved with women every day! Otherwise, I will make you look good!"

A few hundred francs is already a lot of money, close to half a year's salary for ordinary people!

Besides, if military uniforms look good, what does it have to do with establishing prestige in front of others! This is not a peacock. Whichever one opens its tail more beautifully will win! No matter how well-dressed an idiot is, he is still an idiot, no one will convince you!

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Besides, if the military uniform is too eye-catching, it will easily be regarded as the first target, and the chance of being shot is much higher. Don't you know?

Also, whether I join the Self-Defense Forces or not, aren’t there opportunities for me to get involved with women? What's the use of your special warning...

Ciel suddenly felt that he had so much to complain about that he didn't know where to start, so he had to change the topic in a state of confusion.

"Okay, Charlotte, thank you for the gift, I'll be waiting."

"Well, your formal recruitment and appointment will be issued soon, so we have to hurry up now..." Charlotte pondered, unexpectedly serious, "I will have someone call the tailor today. Come here..."

"Hey! You two!"

At this time, a sudden sound from far away disrupted Charlotte's reverie.

The two of them looked back and saw that Charlotte's father, Duke Philip Jr., had also walked out of the reception room, and then glared at the two young men who were hugging each other. His face was full of anger, but Charles could clearly see that the middle-aged man's eyes were full of playful smiles.

"What are you two little guys doing in public?! Don't you think it's enough to embarrass the Treville family? Huh? Why don't you straighten yourself out quickly!" He shouted sternly, while quickly shouting at Came over here.

Charles gently moved Charlotte out of the way, and then looked at his cousin.

"It's nothing, I'm just saying hello to your daughter." He nodded gently towards the other party, "Charlotte looks stunning today."

"You bastard, haven't you been scolded enough by me just now?" After hearing what Charles said, the young Duke Treville seemed to become even more angry, "Where did you learn etiquette? How can you face others in other people's homes? My daughter said hello!"

Charlotte, who was gently pushed away by Ciel, glanced at her father with disdain in her eyes, then turned her attention to Ciel again, "Ciel, leave him alone! He has always been so crooked, How can you say anything about caring for your image in front of us?"

After hearing his daughter's ridicule, little Philip seemed to have suffered a huge blow. He put his hand on his forehead in pain, "Is this my daughter? She doesn't take us seriously even before she gets married... ugh , What’s the use of giving birth to a daughter... It’s just to annoy you, and it will cost you a lot of money to give it away! God, what sin have I committed that you want to give me a daughter? "

However, out of Charlotte's sight, the cousin secretly gestured to Charles and winked slightly, as if to say, "Young man, you did a great job! No!" I just taught you a trick! Keep learning from me, you still have a lot of lessons to learn!"

Charles didn't answer, just smiled and looked at the father and daughter who were quarreling with each other.

It's really heartwarming.

Moreover, the guilt he just felt was indeed unadulterated.

"You don't have to worry about my business!" After scolding her father a few times, Charlotte stretched out her hand and took Charles's hand. "Charlotte, let's play here first and have dinner here later. Then ask the tailor to measure you carefully..."

"Okay." Charles looked at Charlotte, "Thank you." (To be continued.)