Flowers, Swords and France

Although she had made a lot of psychological preparations in advance, when she saw the first visitor clearly, Fran couldn't help but be surprised. This visitor was really beyond her expectations.

"Your Highness?" She couldn't help but exclaimed.

That's right, this visitor was the hermit Princess Kadiyan whom she had met in the countryside of Giverny.

Not to mention the embarrassment in this occasion, but her appearance here itself made Fran feel a little unimaginable. Although she had only met once, Fran felt that the other party had indeed indifferent to fame and wealth and vanity, and had become accustomed to the secluded life in the countryside, and should not run back easily.

Compared to Fran's astonishment, the princess was much more relaxed and casual. She looked at Fran who was still standing there, and couldn't help but chuckled. "Why, Miss Treville, don't you welcome me?".

Fran finally woke up and quickly saluted her "lifesaver".

"Sorry, Madam... I was just a little surprised for a moment, please don't be angry... Come in quickly!"

"I'm not angry, I was just joking, child." The princess still smiled and walked in slowly, "You were just shocked just now, you can still see me in this city..." Fran smiled embarrassedly, "Thank you for your magnanimity..."

While talking, she took a closer look at the princess.

She was wearing a black tweed skirt that wrapped her whole body, and a black hat on her head, but the sharp-eyed Fran could see that her temples were a little gray. Against the backdrop of this black outfit. Her face covered with fine wrinkles looked even paler, and coupled with her slender figure. Against the slightly dim candlelight in the box, she was just like a ghost that just floated in.

After taking a closer look secretly, Fran was a little surprised.

The princess's outfit tonight was a little... how should I put it... not that there was anything wrong with it, but it was too conservative, just like the widows she saw in the drama. Although the princess herself was indeed like this, which widow would often go out like this in this era? Could it be that she had lived in seclusion in the countryside for many years and could no longer keep up with the fashion trends?

After secretly suppressing the doubts in her heart, she regained her spirits and showed moderate enthusiasm.

"Madam, when did you come back? Why didn't you say hello to us first? We are so wrong to receive you like this..." "Nothing, I came back for some personal matters, and I didn't intend to disturb anyone at the beginning..." The princess smiled and shook her head, "I just saw you here by chance today. So I ran over to say hello. I hope I didn't make you feel unhappy? Quite a lot of words"

"No! What are you talking about!" Fran couldn't help laughing, "In fact, you helped me a lot and saved me from embarrassment."

"Huh?"

"My grandfather seems to want me to show up more and meet more people," Fran's smile was bitter, "He said that this way I will have more choices in the future..."

"Oh, is that so!" The princess was a little surprised at first. Then she quickly regained her composure, "That's right. You are also at this age, and your elders should also consider these issues..."

Fran's face was a little red, but she didn't know what to say.

Then, the princess walked up to Fran and looked at Fran carefully.

"Maybe I've taken up your precious time. You're so beautiful tonight that anyone would be dwarfed by you." She seemed to think that Fran was not confident in her charm, so she encouraged him, "I dare say there will be many outstanding young men who will love you madly, and you can choose the one that suits you best. Have confidence in yourself, child."...

"What you said is too embarrassing." Fran's face turned redder, "I don't deserve your praise."

Even if you praise him every day, he always pretends not to notice.

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, but she concealed it well.

"You watched the performance tonight, right? I'm still immersed in the aftertaste of many words..." In order to avoid this uncomfortable feeling, Fran deliberately changed the subject, "It's amazing, it's so beautiful!"

"Well, it's really good. I was very absorbed in watching it just now." The princess nodded. "Even in those days, there might not be such a good performance, not to mention that I haven't heard it for so many years."

"How long do you plan to stay in Paris?" Fran asked with a smile, "Why not stay a little longer this time, so that you can see more of these long-lost things, and you can also come to our house as a guest? Although my grandfather and brother are very busy, they will definitely be happy to see you..."

Under her expectant gaze, the princess couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

"Although I can see a lot of interesting things after a long absence, I don't plan to stay here for long. I plan to go back after I finish my business. After breathing the air of Giverny for a long time, I always feel that I am out of place here and have been completely left behind by reality. I am still used to the life there..." The princess spoke slowly, and she kept looking at Fran with a faint smile on her face.

"Is that so? That would be such a pity..." Fran couldn't help but sigh softly.

Since the other party made it clear that her return was due to some private matters, and judging from her attitude, she didn't want to tell her, Fran didn't intend to get to the bottom of it.

"It is indeed a bit regrettable, but isn't that how most things in the world are? We just get used to it." The princess still smiled, "Don't talk about those things about me, how boring would it be? Let's talk about your side, right? No Shao Zi, I came back this time. I heard that your family is very prosperous now, and they are very proud of themselves recently. "

"It's okay, I don't know much about them, but they do seem to be much busier than before." Fran replied with a smile.

She keenly discovered that the other party did not respond to her suggestion of "come and visit my house" just now.

But this is normal. Since the princess would live in seclusion to protest after the Orleans faction usurped the throne, she must have very strong orthodox ideas - and her family is a descendant of Napoleon anyway. Therefore, the other party may not be able to agree with it, let alone visit him.

Of course, understanding is understanding, but Fran's enthusiasm that was burning just now can't help but cool down a little.

"Your brother has been mentioned a lot now. He is said to be a rare figure nowadays. He is able to crawl around in the political world at such a young age. It is really impressive..." The princess did not notice the change in Fran's attitude. , continued, "What's even more surprising is that especially A person with conservative political views like Duke Revell would actually agree to marry his granddaughter to him - although there should be some kinship considerations, should it be mainly out of admiration for him? When we met, I felt that this young man had a bright future.”

"To be honest, I'm also surprised by this." The smile on Fran's face became more and more forced. "But my brother is so good, even if everything goes smoothly, that's what it should be..."

The princess looked at Fran with some confusion. She finally noticed the abnormality in Fran's attitude, although she didn't understand why Fran suddenly didn't mean what she said.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?". she asked strangely.

"No," Fran immediately shook her head, "I just remembered something else..."

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"Oh, that's good." The princess laughed again, "Actually, what's there to be unhappy about? You kids, don't worry all the time, just enjoy your youth now."

"Thank you." Fran also smiled.

After stroking Fran's shoulder again, the princess turned her head and looked at the clock next to her.

"It's already this time? Then I have to prepare to say goodbye. I'll see you again when I have the chance, right? It's a lot of words."

"Yeah, okay." Fran nodded slightly.

However, the strange thing is that although she said she wanted to say goodbye, the princess did not move, standing in front of Fran and looking at her face.

"Madam, is there anything else you want to tell me?". Fran raised her head and looked at the princess.

She felt as if the other party wanted to say something to her, but seemed hesitant to speak.

"...I'm sorry..." The expression on the princess's face became increasingly weird, as if she was struggling with something in her heart, "I...I wanted to say..."

At this moment, there was a sudden soft noise from the box door, and then the door was pushed open.

"Little beauty, you are famous tonight. I just..." Marquis Treville walked in with a smile, and then his smile suddenly froze.

The princess also looked at the old Marquis in panic, and then let go of her hand on Fran's shoulder as if she was electrocuted.

The Marquis of Treville walked up to the princess with a cold face, and then nodded coldly. This old man, whose beard and hair were all gray, who was full of kindness just now, suddenly seemed to have become a majestic general again.

"Madam, you came over without saying hello. I'm really flattered."

Anyone can hear the true meaning of these words - who asked you to come here?

"Sorry...sorry..." The princess's face was still a little panicked. She shook her head gently, muttering to herself, then suddenly turned around and walked out quickly. It's almost like running away.

"Grandpa, is she okay? There are so many words." Looking at the back of the princess stumbling out, Fran couldn't help but asked worriedly.

"She's fine, don't worry about her." The old Marquis replied in a low voice, and then looked at his granddaughter again, with a loving smile on his face again, "Girl, a lot of people asked me about you just now... "

Chapter 16: Escape.

Chapter 16: Escape from the desert,