Flowers, Swords and France

Until he walked out of Morny's home, Charles still couldn't believe the success he had achieved on this day.

Both brothers Louis Bonaparte were difficult people to deal with, and he also followed his own feelings and made a gamble related to his future without any plan and therefore no preparation. To be honest, beforehand, It was impossible for him not to be nervous. But the result afterwards was so amazing that all his previous worries disappeared.

Ciel is not a person who likes to pin his fate on luck, but this time he had to admit that his luck was surprisingly good.

It's not just luck, Matilda's vision and courage are really admirable, Charles told himself.

If we can maintain this kind of friendship with Matilda in the future, maybe we can get more help in the future? Moreover, whether it is this aspect or that aspect, maybe there will be more help...

Sitting in the carriage, Charles suddenly started to have wild thoughts out of boredom.

The passion of last night still remains in his heart. Since traveling to this life, Charles thinks that last night was the most exciting moment for him. No matter what happens next, the passion of that night will be a moment he will never forget.

Just when Charles was immersed in this reverie, the carriage finally took him back to his home. Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight back to his room.

Such a busy day made him so exhausted physically and mentally that he didn't want to do anything but have a good sleep - of course. This is entirely due to overthinking and has absolutely nothing to do with being overworked last night...

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When Ciel reopened his eyes, his vision slowly became clear from blur. Then he discovered that there was a person sitting on his bed, looking at him with a smile.

"Finally woke up, Ciel."

"Charlotte, why are you here?" After a moment, he recovered from his surprise.

"I'm a little bored, so I came to see you." Charlotte reached out and patted his forehead, "What? Can't you?"

"That's not what I meant..." Ciel smiled and did not avoid her touch. "I was just a little curious. How long have you been here?"

"It didn't take long. I just came here and saw that you were still sleeping so I didn't wake you up."

"Oh, thank you."

"You seem to be in a bad mood today. What happened?" Charlotte saw Charles showing a rare look of fatigue. So I was a little surprised, "You don't usually speak like this."

"It's really nothing, I'm just a little tired. As you know, I usually have too many things to do." Charles responded vaguely.

Of course there are some things that Ciel cannot and dare not say.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have to be so busy," Charlotte looked at Ciel with some worry, "Although you want to do a lot, but it's not good to be too hasty? Anyway, you still have time..."

"It's nothing, I'm not very tired. I'm an activist." Charles smiled reluctantly, "The political world is constantly changing. If we want to do something, of course we have to do it as soon as we have the opportunity."

"Okay, okay, don't act like a politician in front of me. I've been tired of seeing it since I was a kid." Charlotte pinched his ear gently, "Get up quickly, we're already asleep. So long."

"I think this would have been interesting..." Ciel muttered quietly, but he still listened to Charlotte and sat up from the bed.

"By the way, your department seems to be not peaceful recently. I have heard a lot of rumors about you in the social circle..." Charlotte took Charles's clothes and handed them to him, "It seems that many of them are. It’s not good for you.”

"Then I'm really sorry." Charles replied in a low voice while getting dressed, "But the social world is like this. It's full of idle people who have nothing to do. If they don't say bad things about others, what's the point of living for a day?"

"Look at what you said..." Charlotte couldn't help laughing, "I'm very worried about your reputation."

"What's the use of worrying, you don't have to worry so much, just have fun, I will give everything to you anyway." Charles jumped off the bed after getting dressed, and then looked at Charlotte with a smile, "Haha Haha, the future Madame de Treville, the eternal star of society!”

"Charle!" Charlotte raised her voice as if out of embarrassment, "I know you don't like others always criticizing you, so I seldom talk about you, but you can't talk to the social world either. So careless... Don't forget, if you want to get involved in this political world, your reputation must not be too bad. This world is no longer a world where you can be appreciated just by working hard. People who have worked hard for ten years can't catch up with the ability to speak. A few wisecracks..."

"Okay, okay, I know, I know..." Charles nodded repeatedly and stopped Charlotte's persuasion.

Although Ciel didn't really listen to Charlotte's advice, Ciel didn't actually dislike this kind of wifely care. He even... felt a kind of warmth like a family member.

Seeing Charlotte's serious expression, Charles suddenly had the urge to play a prank on her.

So, he straightened his face and let out a long, worried sigh.

"Charlotte, you are actually right, these things are indeed quite troublesome..."

"What's wrong?" Charlotte looked at Charles apprehensively, as if she had discovered something ominous in Charles's expression. "What happened, Charles?"

"Well... Actually..." Charles looked at Charlotte uneasily. "Actually, just like in the social world, the President is not very satisfied with our department... Our department, so he wants to reorganize the personnel."

"Reorganize the personnel?!" Charlotte's face turned pale as if she sensed something. "What does this mean? What does he want?"

"Well... It means that the Minister and I may be transferred."

"What? How could this happen!" Charlotte frowned. "Charles, they won't do anything to you. Aren't you a good subordinate of Bonaparte? I think he trusts you."

"Political matters are not that simple..." Charles smiled bitterly and shook his head, "In short, judging from what the president has shown, the situation is indeed not very optimistic. Charlotte, I'm not kidding, maybe I will lose my position soon..."

Charlotte looked at Charles quietly, and her expression became very serious until she confirmed that what Charles said was true.

"Charles. Didn't you plan to deal with your minister before? Wouldn't it be enough to push Count Dillion out as a scapegoat? After all, he is the minister, isn't it right for him to take responsibility?"

"Well, Mr. President seemed to have such an idea before. But I persuaded him to give up this idea."

"What? Why do you want to do this?" Charlotte was obviously a little surprised. "Isn't old Count Dillion dead? Then why should I be afraid of them?"

"Ah, because there are various considerations..." Because there are many things that cannot be told to Charlotte directly, Charles can only answer vaguely, "Anyway. After comprehensive judgment. I am sure that it is better for him to continue to stay, and then I convinced the president, so..."

The original text is available at Six # 9 @Book/Bar!

"So the president plans to let you leave? Just to fool those ridiculous idiots? You have done so well, but he wants you to leave? He is simply blind!" Charlotte said coldly, obviously angry, "Charlotte, if he does this, he will be too ungrateful? Your family and my family have done so much for him. Does he want to kick you out like this?"

"Ungrateful? This is the specialty of politicians." Charles shrugged, "Anyway. Charlotte, as you can see, I may really be in big trouble now."

"No wonder I am so tired..." Charlotte sighed.

However, looking at Charles' depressed face, Charlotte barely cheered up, hugged Charles, and tried her best to comfort Charles.

"Charles, don't be afraid, it's not the worst time yet. No matter how ungrateful Bonaparte is, he still lacks helpers now, and he will have to come to you to do things when the time comes... Besides, you have been working in the ministry for so long, you can leave a lot of people there! There are still benefits." She persuaded Charles in a low voice, "As long as we calm down and look for opportunities, we will be able to recover. At least, I will always stay by your side to help you! As long as we calm down, there will be plenty of opportunities to turn over!"

Charles also reached out and hugged her waist.

This unreserved care made Charles so moved that he couldn't speak for a while.

Besides being moved, Charles felt more guilty.

At least, she has always been thinking about me, but...but I betrayed her, it was undoubtedly a betrayal.

"I'm sorry...Charlotte." He blurted out.

"What?"

"Uh... nothing." Charles reacted and smiled quickly, "I was just joking. Although I encountered some trouble, the president did not intend to abandon me. He just wanted me to transfer..."

Charlotte's face was full of sorrow, which was instantly replaced by happiness, and then turned into anger.

She raised her hand and twisted Charles' ear heavily.

"You guys, you are so annoying!"

"Ah... stop it..." The two people wrestled like this.

Then, Charles told Charlotte about Louis Bonaparte's arrangement.

"Finally this person still has a conscience." Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she smiled at Charles again, "Charles, since you are just handing over your work during this period, you must be free? Let's have some fun together?"

"Okay, what shall we do?"

"How about holding a masquerade?" Charlotte suggested, "Hold it at my house? Since this is a rare opportunity, let's just make it grand and invite all the young people we know."

"Okay." Charles agreed without hesitation, "And announce our engagement there."

Then, before Charlotte could react, he hugged Charlotte and kissed her. (To be continued...)