Flowers, Swords and France

With Ciel's roar, a tense atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire villa. The angry Ciel silenced the servants, and there was no reply for a while.

Although Charlotte was also startled by the furious Ciel at that moment, she quickly regained her composure. She first held Ciel's hand to signal him to calm down, and then looked coldly at the servant who reported to her.

"Speaking of which, what happened? Wasn't she fine when we went out in the morning? Why did she suddenly disappear?"

The middle-aged servant looked embarrassed. Under the mood of his masters, he instinctively knew that reporting such bad news would never bring good results, so he quickly recounted it.

"Yes, miss, when you and your husband went out together, the little miss was still here. She was still sitting in front of the window sill watching you two ride away." He tried not to look at Trey next to him. The look on Mr. Weir's face gave him the courage to continue, "After you and Mr. left, the young lady seemed to be in a bad mood. She sat there in a daze for a while, and then said she wanted to go out for a walk. I want to relax and want to paint some landscapes in the wild..."

"So you just let her go out alone?" Charles asked loudly.

His worry was not only due to this sudden incident, but also to an inexplicable hidden worry in his heart: his sister seemed to be in a very bad mood recently. She wouldn't... wouldn't think of doing something stupid like running away from home, would she? When he thought of this, he felt even more anxious.

No, she won't do that, Ciel kept comforting himself in his heart, but the uneasiness was still getting stronger and stronger.

Charles's sudden roar made the servant shrink back and become extremely frightened - of course he knew that Mr. Treville would be more than just the young lady's cousin in the future. His voice was trembling due to excessive fear, " Sir...we...of course we won't let the lady go out alone, I arranged...arranged for someone to follow her, it was a cook here, and the result...the result..."

"Call her over! I want to ask her!" Charles interrupted him directly.

"Yes, I'll call her over right away!" The servant was eager for Charles to give this order, so he hurriedly agreed and rushed out.

Soon, he came back, followed by a plump middle-aged woman in simple clothes. Ciel roared out as soon as he saw her.

"What's going on! Where did the lady go?!"

The cook, who was already panic-stricken, became even more distracted now. Her lips kept trembling, as if she wanted to say something, but she seemed unable to say the complete words at all.

Charles had to forcefully calm down, and then suppressed the anxiety and panic in his heart. I asked again as gently as possible.

The cook finally regained some of her consciousness, and then she spoke out her words.

"Sir... it's terrible... God..."

Ciel frowned, but suppressed his anger and allowed the other party to continue speaking.

"The lady said she wanted to find a place to paint, so the servants also led her a horse and asked me to follow her. The lady took the painting tools and rode to a place first. She got off the horse and drew a few pages. But she seemed He looked very dissatisfied, so he asked me to give it to him again. She led the way to find a better place. I thought about it, there was a small lake nearby and the scenery was very nice, so I told the lady that she wanted to go, so I pointed in the direction. The young lady immediately drove her horse in that direction..."

"Then what?" Charles asked loudly.

"Then...oh, my God! I'm still scared. The road was bumpy, and the horse was accidentally stabbed in the abdomen by a protruding stone. As a result, the damn beast was frightened and went crazy. ...Miss...Miss was on the horse at that time. She seemed to be frightened out of her mind, and she was carried away by that beast. , He was the most docile horse here! God knows what happened! God... God, this all happened suddenly in front of me..." Maybe it was because of being overly frightened. , the cook is still in a state of shock, her speech has no agenda, and tears are streaming down her face.

but. This paragraph can already allow Ciel and Charlotte to roughly judge what happened.

"Does that mean the horse got frightened and ran around with her?"

Fran wanted to go painting and sketching, so she led the horse. As a result, the horse was frightened and ran wildly, taking her with it.

Damn... Ciel felt his head hurt.

Although he was relieved that his sister did not run away from home intentionally, he knew that Fran's riding skills were not very good. What would happen if he suddenly rode such a frightened horse?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Moreover, there is another thing that scares him. Even if the horse is frightened, it should return to normal after a while, and it should not be able to run far. But so much time has passed, and the servants still haven't found her, and she I didn’t come back on horseback, could it be...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

In order to get rid of this vague feeling of fear, he walked directly out, eager to find his sister now.

"Charles? Don't be so anxious. You don't even know the place!" Charlotte called him and then shouted to the servants coldly, "What are you still standing there for? Are you waiting for dinner? Why don't you take the master to "zhao xiao jie"? If something really happens, you know the consequences!"

Although her tone seemed very stern and her expression seemed very anxious, Charlotte was very calm at this time, and even faintly happy.

Regarding the whereabouts of Fran, she and Charles thought that Fran might have had some kind of accident. However, unlike Charles, she did not regret it in her heart.

Although it would be regrettable if something really happened, it can only be said to be a destined disaster. God's will is mysterious and unpredictable. Who knows what he is thinking?

If it really is..., I can find a most beautiful place here to bury her, and let this poor child fulfill her dream of being an artist... Charlotte thought with a little sarcasm.

However, this thought only flashed through her mind for a moment. Seeing that Charles, who was usually very calm, was now in a state of panic, she finally prayed for Fran in her heart, hoping that she would not die at this time.

Charles had no idea that Charlotte had so many bizarre thoughts in her mind at this time. He only thought about Fran's safety and could not think of anything else. The servants quickly prepared the horses again, and then Charles and Charlotte led the servants to the place where Fran had the accident, and then carefully searched.

God knows how much anxiety and fear Charles was filled with at this time.

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Time went back to the afternoon.

Fran, who had finished lunch, was not in a particularly good mood because her brother and Charlotte ran out together, but she also understood that this resentment was actually unreasonable. The girl's tangled thoughts made her finally decide to go outside to relax and paint a little in boredom - wasn't that how she asked her brother for mercy at the beginning? Even if it's just for show, you have to draw a few.

However, it's easier said than done. When the girl rode her horse to the edge of the woods, she found that she couldn't concentrate on painting while sitting on the stone, which made her more and more irritated. She has always been very demanding of herself in painting.

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

After drawing a few pictures, Fran felt very dissatisfied. In addition, she was tired of the scenery here, so she decided to move to a place with better scenery to paint.

After she told the cook who was following her about this decision, she thought about it and told Fran that there was a small lake nearby. After hearing the direction she pointed, Fran said no more and urged the horse forward.

However... the accident happened at this time. The horse, which had hurt its abdomen, neighed loudly and rushed forward desperately.

"Oh my God!" After hearing the exclamation from behind, Fran couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, "This is all so bad!"

She wanted to calm the horse down, but her unskilled riding skills made her plan completely fail, and she had to leave it to fate. The horse kept running around, and it suffered more pain in the rampage, and then became more and more violent.

Gradually, Fran, who was constantly bumping on the horse's back, could no longer feel the direction. She only felt that the wind was blowing hard on her face. Her mind was already confused, and she just held the reins tightly and lay on the horse, waiting for the final judgment of fate on her.

Slowly, Fran felt that her whole body was about to fall apart in the bumps, and her strength slowly left her body.

Am I really going to die here? A thought flashed through the girl's mind.

Well, with such a life, even if I die, there won't be too much pain, and I won't cause too much trouble to others. Such a thought suddenly flashed through the girl's mind.

But will my brother be angry? Will he regret it? Will he cry?

Yes, he will, he will cry very sadly.

So... so he can't die yet.

An inexplicable will suddenly rose in the girl's mind. She didn't know where the strength came from, and she held the reins tightly again.

However, even if the will was strong, her body was just a delicate girl after all. Fran only felt that her strength slowly faded again, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and her hands were getting looser and looser...

At this moment, the horse suddenly slowed down.

Perhaps because it had gone crazy enough, the horse seemed to gradually regain consciousness, gradually changing from a wild gallop to a trot, and finally to a slow walk.

Thank God!

Fran shouted loudly in her heart, and then she slid off the horse exhausted, kneeling and lying on the ground. She had never felt that the soil was so fragrant in her life.

She fell asleep.

"Oh God!" Before she fell asleep, she only heard such a cry.