Flowers, Swords and France

"Charle, what's wrong? You look so unhappy?" Charlotte whispered next to Charles in the splendid hall, "What's on your mind?"

Her eyes were full of concern, but there was always the sound of a band playing nearby, which gave her whispers a strange sense of alienation.

"Oh, it's nothing." Charles managed to calm down and replied with a smile. "It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable today."

Charlotte looked at Ciel doubtfully, as if she wanted to ask, "Is this really the case?"

But in the end she didn't ask, she just sighed softly.

"Char, I'm sorry... It's all my fault that my father was not careful at all and caused so much trouble for you..." Her tone was full of helplessness and apology to Charles, "I have told my father several times. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.”

She thought that Charles was still worried about what happened two days ago - because someone used Duke Treville's behavior as an excuse, Charles had to personally veto his proposal at the department meeting, and almost became a laughing stock within the department.

After Charlotte learned about this incident, she immediately had a big quarrel with her father, blaming him for his poor handling of things and dragging down Charles. The young Duke of Treville had to apologize to his daughter with a smile and promised several times because of the shortcomings. She would never do this again in the future, and it finally made Charlotte feel a little relieved.

However, in fact, her worries were unnecessary. Charles did not take these things too seriously. Although Jean-Calvert and others were annoying and could stumble him, they would never be his worries. The reason why he seemed a little lost. There are other reasons.

That's right, after a person has just learned that he has a "brother" outside that he has never met, and that his father is the "murderer" who indirectly killed his mother. Are you always a little upset?

Although the Marquis of Treville persuaded him several times not to take such things to heart, he could not help but have these things lingering in his mind. Because of this, he has been obsessed with official duties recently, trying to anesthetize him with busy work. Own.

Tonight was the rare time in recent times that he got away from business, or in other words, even tonight was part of business.

The reason why I say that. It's because the place they are in tonight is the home of the famous banker Baron de Beauvin. When the big banker held this banquet, he also invited them over.

"Charle. If you come out for fun once in a while, you will be happier..." Charlotte smiled and held his hand, as if she wanted to use this method to get rid of his unhappiness. "It's all in the past. Don't worry about it... We are all still young, and we will have a lot of time to make amends in the future, right?"

Today she was wearing a long white dress decorated with tassels and rosettes. With the help of the whalebone skirt, the skirt was layered and fluffy, making her look elegant. Her long golden hair was also carefully tied up, with only two strands of curly hair spread over her shoulders. She also wore a string of pearl necklaces on her slender neck that just wrapped around her neck. It looks luxurious and proud.

Indeed, it is very beautiful. Ciel sighed in his heart.

Although she didn't guess Ciel's thoughts correctly. But it happened to be a hit that gave Ciel some comfort.

That’s right, the past is already history, so what can you do if you worry about it anymore? Might as well live well now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but squeeze Charlotte's hand.

Then, on a whim, he picked up a glass of wine from the side and winked at Charlotte.

"Charlotte, thank you... come, let's have a drink?"

"You are really annoying..." The two of them have been together for so many years. Of course Charlotte understood what Ciel meant, so she glanced at Ciel with some annoyance, "You are no longer a child, you always do this. Such a prank!"

"Is there anything wrong?" Charles blinked again, "Come on, Lolot, didn't you just say you wanted to help me be happy?"

Charlotte didn't answer, but still looked at Charles angrily.

"Lolot..."

After Charles called her by his nickname several times, Charlotte seemed helpless and sighed softly.

"Okay, okay, you are just annoying!"

Then, like a thief, she quickly glanced to both sides to make sure no one noticed the two people in the corner, then she slowly lowered her head, and then drank the filled glass of wine with Charles.

Just like that, in the bustling hall, two people lowered their heads and drank the wine in their glasses together like children. Their noses touched together, as if they were toasting. Charlotte's face was as red as the wine in her glass.

After taking a sip, she raised her head and glared at her cousin who was still smiling.

"You should be satisfied now, sir?"

"Very satisfied, Miss." Charles replied seriously, "Thank you."

Charlotte still glared at Ciel, and finally had no choice but to sigh, and then smiled again.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

At this time, the band's performance suddenly changed its rhythm, and it was obvious that the dance was about to begin.

"Charle, let's go dance later? It seems like we haven't danced together for a long time?" Charlotte suggested in a low voice.

"Okay, it's a great honor." Of course, Ciel would not refuse her proposal.

Just when the two were about to step onto the dance floor hand in hand, a greeting suddenly came from not far away.

"Ms. de Treville?"

Charlotte looked in the direction of the voice and found that Maurice, the only son of Baron de Beauvoir, was walking towards her quickly, followed by his sister Lola. Her originally extremely happy mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

Following her line of sight, de Beauvoir walked over quickly, then bowed to Charlotte attentively, and complimented her, "Ms. Treville, you have overshadowed all the ladies present tonight, which is not good..."

Who allowed you to run to me so intimately? Charlotte snorted in her heart.

But despite this, she still bowed to the other party.

"Mr. de Beauvoir. Good evening."

For an understandable reason, Charlotte was very disgusted with the brother and sister. If seeing the brother and sister alone was disgusting, seeing them at the same time could be regarded as disgusting. However, due to the necessary etiquette of the upper class, she completely suppressed the depression in her heart and dealt with the other party as usual.

"Good evening, miss." Maurice nodded, and then looked at Charles, as if he had just noticed him, "Mr. Treville. Good evening."

"Good evening." Charles responded calmly, and then nodded to Laura behind him.

"Ms. Treville, it's a rare opportunity for you to come here. Just have fun. If you need anything, just tell me!" Maurice seemed very happy about Charlotte's rare visit, "We are always very attentive to our guests here..."

Humph. "Always very attentive." Pah.

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

After hearing what Maurice said, Charlotte was angry again in her heart. Of course, she would not forget what happened last time she came here.

"I am always very grateful for your hospitality." She replied with a smile, "So what do you want to do now that you have left so many guests behind to come to me?"

"Nothing..." Maurice smiled awkwardly, then pointed to his sister behind him, "Isn't the dance going to start soon? My sister also wants to dance tonight. But I haven't found a suitable partner after looking around, um... except Mr. Treville..."

Charles and Charlotte looked at each other. They could see that he was not really that eager to find a partner for his sister, but just wanted to invite Charlotte to dance with him after Charles was sent away.

"..."

"You certainly won't let my poor sister's wish go unfulfilled?" Morris still looked at Charlotte attentively, "Although you have something to ask my father, we don't have to rush. Anyway, there is plenty of time tonight! Now is the world of young people, and he certainly won't disturb the fun of young people. Let's enjoy ourselves while we can...haha!"

"Oh, Charles, since Miss Bowen needs help so much, then you can help her?" After a moment, Charlotte looked up at Charles.

"That's right, in our country, refusing a girl's request is a heinous crime..." Upon hearing Charlotte's words, Morris immediately agreed. However, his smile immediately became a little stiff.

"I'm not feeling well tonight, so I can't dance with you. You can ask Miss Bovan to dance with you..." Charlotte's tone suddenly became very lazy, "I'll sit down and rest for a while, you have fun."

"Miss Treville..."

"Sir, I have already fulfilled your wish." Charlotte looked at Morris with a smile, "Do you have any other requests?"

"Ah...no." Morris finally felt the rejection in Charlotte's eyes, and he lowered his head slightly dejectedly, "Since you are not feeling well, then have a good rest."

Then, he looked back at Laura, who was standing behind him and had been silent, and his tone was very stiff.

"Then, you have got what you wanted, I hope you have fun, Miss."

Then, he walked away quickly, quite depressed.

So this was really Laura's request?

Charles was confused for a moment.

What is she doing?

Before Charles could come to his senses, the music suddenly changed, and the people in the center began to disperse to the surroundings.

Laura had already walked in front of him and gently extended her hand.

"Thank you for your help, sir, let's get started."

Lola, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was still like an exquisite doll, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if it had turned into a slightly malicious sneer.

She ignored Charlotte next to her, and seemed to enjoy Charlotte's disgusted look.

With doubt, Charles extended his hand. (To be continued...)

ps: I received the October manuscript fee from Qidian, 828 yuan, hehe, it's not enough to treat friends to dinner twice... I always feel humiliated again.

Well, I should get used to it by now.

The end of this month is the author's birthday. From now on, I will update all the way to the end of the month, marching towards the unattainable completion of the book, haha!