Flowers, Swords and France

Although 1848 was an extremely dangerous year for France, even in this extremely turbulent year, there would still be some happy events happening, and there would still be new hope coming to the world.

There was such a new "hope" at the residence of Count Dillion, who served as Lord Privy Seal during the old July Dynasty.

Matilda, the second young lady in Dillion's house, was quietly watching the baby lying in her arms, wrapped in a thin brocade swaddle. The baby had just drank enough of the wet nurse's milk to satisfy its most fertile desires, and was now sleeping sweetly.

Matilda carefully caressed the baby in her hands. Although her face was as serious as ever, behind the thick lenses, she inadvertently revealed the overflowing love for her child. She stared at the baby as if she had never seen a child before.

"Matilda, have you hugged her for a long time today? Come on, take a break and give her to me for a hug?" Next to her, her sister Julie looked at her with a smile. He joked to her, "If you hold her all day long, others will be suspicious if they see it. They can't figure out who among us is the mother!"

The eldest lady, who has gained a lot of weight due to being a first-time mother, is now radiant. There was a moving look in her eyes, and her originally beautiful face now looked even more gorgeous.

During the turmoil not long ago, she followed her mother to seek refuge in the Dillion family's rural manor, where she gave birth to the child not long after. After the situation stabilized a little, she returned to Paris more than half a month ago. today. She took her husband and children, and the whole family came to visit her natal home at the same time.

After hearing her sister's joke, Matilda had to reluctantly give up her love. Slowly handed the baby to her sister. Although she handed her over, she still looked at the baby reluctantly, as if nothing else existed in her eyes.

"This is such a cute child. He will definitely look beautiful when he grows up!" She suddenly sighed softly, "It's so cute."

This girl is also named Matilda, and she is her niece. In order to show respect and gratitude to her sister, Julie specially named her daughter this name and also asked her sister to be her godmother.

"Thank you for your blessings. Matilda." Julie carefully rocked her daughter to make her sleep more comfortable, and then looked at her sister with a smile, "I will train her well so that she can be better in the future. I also want to have such an outstanding girl..."

"What's the good of being like me? I can't give any fun to others." Matilda sighed softly.

"Of course. You are so smart and capable. Dad and grandpa like you so much." Julie said seemingly casually. "I really hope she can please them as much as you do."

Matilda gently touched her niece's face again, "Dad didn't say it, but he actually liked her very much. Several times I saw him secretly standing next to Matilda and touching her! But, he It seems that he has not yet adapted to the fact that he has become someone else’s grandfather, so he is not too embarrassed to show it in front of others.”

"It would be great if this were the case." Julie smiled bitterly, and a hint of worry suddenly flashed across Yuan Meili's face, and she became gloomy. "I still don't know whether my father has forgiven me... Maybe they will never be able to forgive me for marrying a commoner."

After hearing what she said. Matilda lowered her gaze slightly, as if she understood something.

"Sister. What's wrong? What happened?"

Julie hesitated to speak.

"Tell me the truth, I won't be angry with you. You are my sister, do you still want to hide your words from me?" Matilda still just looked at her niece, but her tone There is unreserved sincerity in it, "Don't you understand me all this time? As long as you need my help, I will definitely do my best."

After hearing her sister's encouragement and assurance, Julie's face finally improved a lot, and finally she spoke again.

"I think you know it now, right? Lucien is in trouble now..."

"I heard about it too." Matilda nodded slightly, "He disobeyed orders when suppressing the mob and refused to lead his men to fight against the mob, so he is dismissed from his post now?"

"Yes, and it may be worse than this - now the whole army is preparing to purge those who sympathize with the mob, and Lucien did this stupid thing..." Julie closed her eyes slightly, obviously disappointed with herself. She was very dissatisfied with her husband's arbitrary actions, "So maybe he will be forcibly removed from the army and have to take off his military uniform. If that happens, won't his future be ruined?!"

Although Julie was very anxious, Matilda remained calm.

"So you brought Lucien here today to ask grandpa to help him and prevent him from suffering such punishment?"

"Yes, that's it. I heard Lucien said that the officers in their army had strong opinions and really planned to remove him." Julie honestly admitted her sister's guess, "Grandpa is talking to him now, it should be Let’s talk about it.”

After a pause, she looked at her sister uneasily.

"Actually, this can't be called a request. As a family, shouldn't we help each other? If Lucien can be promoted and prosperous, it will still be good for the Dilion family..."

"You're right. A family should help each other. Of course we should help Lucien. Grandpa will definitely think so. If that's the case, what are you worried about?" Matilda looked at her strangely. Sister, "Although grandpa no longer holds a public office, he had so many friends in the past. As long as everyone helps, there shouldn't be too many problems, right?"

"But..." Julie hesitated for a moment, and finally said hesitantly, "I'm worried about Lucien, Matilda, I'm worried that he will be stupid again. You know, just like grandpa and father don't like him. He doesn't like grandpa and father either. I spent a lot of effort to force him to come here. What if he says some ugly words in front of grandpa later and makes grandpa angry. If things go wrong and grandpa refuses to help, that’s too bad!”

"That shouldn't be the case, right?" Matilda frowned, and then finally understood what her sister meant, "So you want me to put in a good word for him later, so that grandpa won't really ignore him in a fit of anger?"

Julie nodded slowly, "Matilda. I'm sorry...I have to trouble you again now."

"It's nothing troublesome. It's just a few words. Although I don't think grandpa will be arrogant. But if something like this really happens, I will definitely put in a good word for him. Don't worry." Matilda I agreed to my sister's request without hesitation, and then. She looked at her sister steadily again.

That was her then. Yili insisted on marrying Lucien Lefrier, a commoner with no money and power, and even caused such a big incident. As a result, Miss Dillion, who was so proud and carefree, is now worried all day long about her husband's fate and future, and even has to ask for help!

It seems that the original carefree aristocratic girl is no longer visible in her body. She has grown up. Even became a mother.

Will I become like this in the future?

"Sister, do you regret this marriage?" Matilda suddenly asked in a low voice under the inexplicable emotion. "If you marry a noble young man, he may be idle all day long, but you will have half the troubles you have to face now."

"No, of course I don't regret it. Lucien loves me, and I love him too, and now we have a child, what should I regret?" Julie answered without thinking, with such speed that it was obvious that her true feelings were revealed, "Moreover, Although I always do stupid things, but I can see the sincerity behind these stupid things. What can I say to make you understand? Lucien is really a good person and a good husband. He never even wants to make me unhappy. I am willing to be such a fool! Terrified, yes, I don’t regret it.”

Love is such a terrible curse, that it can make people so blind! She still looks like a young lady now! Seeing her sister's appearance, Matilda couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

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Julie suddenly stretched out her hand and held her sister's hand tightly.

"Matilda, thank you for your help. You may not understand me now and think I am too stupid, but in the future you will understand that chasing your own love and finding someone you love, although there will be many There is a lot of pain, but there is also countless sweetness in it." She leaned down gently and kissed her daughter, "Look, isn't this the result of our sweetness? She is so cute!"

Matilda suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

Seeing your appearance, how can I dare to touch this terrible taboo again? She sighed inwardly.

"Don't worry, I will put in a good word for Mr. Leflair - if he really messes everything up." She quickly put her previous thoughts behind her and comforted her sister, " I said I will do my best to help you because you are my sister."

"Matilda!" After hearing her words, Julie held her hand tighter and tears flashed in her eyes, "Thank you, thank you so much."

"What else can I say to thank you?" Matilda just smiled softly, and then whispered to herself.

"As long as you don't regret it, I'll be happy, because that also means I didn't do anything wrong." (To be continued...)

ps: I have been in a terrible mood recently, and my work and life are in a mess.

At least for this year and next, there is no hope of promotion. Several times I tried to drown my sorrows with alcohol, but it ended up getting worse after drinking...it was terrible. Originally, I planned to use writing to distract myself, but now that I have written it, it is far from what I originally expected, and it has become even more depressing.

Yes, reality hurts people bit by bit like this, making people breathless.

Until now, the poor performance of this book has nothing to do with it, because the author's level and knowledge are not high, so this result is considered normal; however, a lot of energy and time have been consumed in writing, which has affected the author's daily work.

Recently, to be honest, I have thought about giving up the job several times, because work is more important.

But... still can't let go.

Because after writing for so long, I watched the plot unfold over time, and watched each character become more vivid and full in my hands. How much effort did these things take, and how much effort did the author put in? How many nights have you stayed up all night conceiving plots? I really can’t let go...

Today, I made a decision to work hard to finish the book.

No matter what happened, I have no regrets.