Flowers, Swords and France

"Char, let me take you to have a good rest."

When Charles walked out of the dining room, Charlotte quickly followed and held his hand.

"Well, okay, thank you." Charles replied casually, and then followed her.

His mind at this time did not go to sleep, but was immersed in complicated thoughts.

He had to admit that Duke Treville's unexpected proposal just now had made him uneasy. Fortunately, the Duke also stopped the discussion at the right time, which gave him a space to stop and think.

The two young men walked through the Duke's Palace as if no one else was watching. The servants next to them were already accustomed to this scene. At the same time, although there are many rooms in the Duke's Palace where guests can rest, Charlotte suddenly brought Charles to her bedroom this time.

As soon as he arrived at Charlotte's room, Charles lay down directly on her bed regardless.

"Go away! Don't dirty my bed, you smell of alcohol!" Charlotte scolded quickly, and then stretched out her hand to pull him, but Charles grabbed her hand, and was pulled to him instead. Beside you.

"What are you doing? It smells so bad!" Charlotte tried to struggle, but found that Charles's hand was as tight as an iron hoop, so she had to lie next to him.

"I'm going to ask you what you want to do? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Charles looked at Charlotte with some displeasure.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, I'm talking about your grandpa's proposal just now!" Charles soon realized that his voice was too loud, so he reluctantly suppressed it, "Okay, your family came to me quietly like this A surprise... should I say 'Thank you, miss, you really surprised me, it was so funny'?"

"What about your family? Aren't we all one family?" Perhaps she was angered by Ciel's ridicule, and Charlotte's tone became stern, "Besides, I didn't even think about grandpa's proposal in advance. You know, I was surprised just now, okay! I just mentioned the board of directors thing to him, who knew he had so many ideas secretly, but he never told me..."

When she said this, Ciel kept staring at her, and judging from his knowledge of her, she was not lying this time.

In other words, now this is just an idea discussed between two old people? After coming to this conclusion, the irritability in Ciel's heart slowly subsided.

If that's the case, it's not that serious.

Looking at Charlotte who was still glaring at him, Charles suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Ciel slowly let go of his hand and sighed.

"Sorry, I was a little excited just now. Maybe I drank too much."

"I'm used to it. You're such a rude person." Charlotte was a little worried about Ciel's attitude just now and couldn't help complaining. "But today I was overly rude."

"If I were polite to you one day, you would already be a passerby." Charles stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, "Anyway, what happened today was too sudden. Could it be that Don’t you care at all?”

"Of course I care, but Charles, there's no need for you to be so resistant, right? Grandpa is just suggesting it. He probably feels uncomfortable."

"What's wrong?" Charles didn't respond.

"Isn't this obvious?" Charlotte suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched Charles's ear, "Grandpa just thinks that the rapid growth here is a bit unpalatable. He doesn't want to see the young branches growing. The limelight has completely overshadowed it. It’s not like you don’t know that at this age, grandpa doesn’t necessarily care about money. He only thinks about the evaluation of his family behind him..."

Under Charlotte's narration, Ciel also fell into deep thought.

It has to be said that Charlotte’s view may indeed be very factual: among the two existing main branches of the Treville family, the eldest branch has always been the best, but now it is the younger branch that has outshone them. Changzhi, there is no sign that this limelight will be reversed for a while. Although he will not be jealous of this, the Duke will be a little anxious after all... Therefore, he also wants to let the descendants of his lineage Also squeeze into this board of directors, so as not to be completely overwhelmed by the small branches.

After thinking of this, Ciel finally understood. Speaking of which, this is not a shameful idea.

But understanding is understanding, and agreeing with his proposal is another matter.

"His idea is not wrong, but is it too strange?" Charles sighed, "For such a purpose, Fran must be married to someone she has never known? If you need me I'd be happy to do anything if you could help me, but not this."

"Isn't this a ridiculous idea? What's wrong with my brother?" Charlotte didn't give in. "Besides, who do we know each other from birth? It's always easier for cousins ​​to communicate with each other. , I don’t think there’s anything that shouldn’t be considered. Don’t forget, we are also cousins. Isn’t this the case in our hearts?”

"We are different." Charles replied without thinking, "You are Charlotte, not just a cousin of mine. I don't plan to marry you because of your blood, but because of who you are. "

"It's so cunning to say something pleasing to people at this time..." Charles' words made Charlotte happy for a moment, but she still pretended to be unhappy and muttered in a low voice. "Okay, you don't have to act like this. Grandpa's words are just a suggestion. If you don't agree, forget it."

"It's not that I disagree, it's just..." Charles reluctantly defended himself, but his tone made him feel unconvincing, "It seems that you are very supportive? If you really want to take care of your own family, you Can't you just give up your seat to your brother? What's the point of doing this?"

"Charle, how can this be done?" Charlotte opened her eyes wide and looked at Charles seriously, "My seat is reserved for our youngest son."

Um?

"Our little son? What is that?" Charles was confused by Charlotte for a moment.

"Don't you understand?" Charlotte frowned slightly, and then came closer, "Charle, we will have more than one child. The eldest son can inherit most of our property, but what about the youngest son? Is it really true? Don't let him get anything? Don't forget how many tragedies we have seen of young sons living in embarrassment because they have no property? If our eldest son can inherit your seat, wouldn't it be good for the younger son to inherit mine? ? Do you also expect our son to be as affectionate as our grandfathers? "

Uh... Ciel stared at Charlotte dumbfounded.

She is actually already thinking about how many children we should have? This...should I say I'm old enough?

"Why do we think so much about children and grandchildren? They should also learn to take care of themselves." After a moment, Charles came back to his senses, "Besides, what if there are three or four sons?"

"Two are not enough! You are really greedy! If there are really that many, we will find another way then..."

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Suddenly, Charlotte came back to her senses, her face suddenly turned red, and then she stretched out her hand and pinched Ciel's ears, "You bastard! You still say sarcastic words at this time!"

"...Ah, okay, stop making trouble." Charles cried out in pain, and then changed the topic, "Okay, even if you have such considerations, there is no need to support your grandfather's proposal, right?"

"I support it, so what's wrong?" Charlotte stared back at him. "She will eventually get married when she grows up. If that's the case, what's wrong with thinking about it in advance? Can you still keep her for the rest of your life? What a joke..."

Charlotte's words made Charles a little speechless. His lips moved for a moment, but he didn't know what to say.

She didn't say anything wrong, but these words made him uncomfortable.

"If she has someone she likes, I will allow it and give my blessing, but I will not force her to marry someone she doesn't like, that's it." After thinking for a moment, Charles gave his final answer .

However, Charlotte just looked at him with a slight sneer, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"Sir, don't you see any contradiction?"

"What contradiction?"

"On the one hand, you said that you should respect her free choice, but on the other hand, you directly vetoed grandpa's proposal - you didn't even ask for her own opinion. Don't forget that your grandpa did not object. Judging from these words, I I feel like you have no respect at all, you just don’t want to mention this kind of thing.”

Such a sharp blow left Ciel speechless for a moment.

"Huh, whatever, you've been playing father for so many years, it's normal that you don't want to face this kind of thing for a while..." Charlotte shook her head, obviously no longer willing to continue arguing with him on this issue, " I'm just curious, how long are you going to play this kind of role until Fran wants to leave? Anyway, it's up to you, but no matter what, you must not treat me badly. Grandpa and the others, okay?"

Charlotte's gaze and questioning made Charles feel a little nervous. Although it seems that she wants to vacate her home, in fact, the family concept is still very strong in Charlotte's mind.

"Don't worry, I will do it. Aren't we a family? Okay, let's not mention this matter. Let's talk about this kind of thing later. I'm too tired and want to take a rest." Of course, in the end, he could only give gave such an answer. "Let's stop fighting. It's boring."

He hugged Charlotte tightly.

"I didn't want to argue with you in the first place." Charlotte pushed Ciel's hand away, "I told you not to come near someone who smells of alcohol."

"Weren't you just talking about the younger son and the older son? Why are you suddenly paying attention to this now?" Charles looked at her puzzled.

"Get out!" r1152

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