Flowers, Swords and France

As daylight came again, finally there was a rare sunny day recently.

The breath of spring has filled the earth, the cold air of early spring has begun to slowly warm up, everything has begun to revive, and the originally depressing and gloomy city has begun to have a lot of bright colors.

Seizing this rare opportunity, many people choose to go out to play or visit friends, and breathe in the unique warm and vital air of spring.

At this moment, Charles and Charlotte were standing together on the balcony of a huge mansion on the outskirts of the city, staring at the touches of fresh green in the garden.

This grand mansion originally belonged to the former Prince Jourville, but today it has become the future residence of the Treville cousins.

The two of them stood very close, looking with interest at the flower beds with exquisite sculptures and the fountains standing in them. After the silence of winter, the fountain has restarted operation, bringing a crisp and sweet mop sound.

Accompanying the sound of running water, there is still the slapping sound of bricks and stones from time to time, but this slapping sound is much sparser than a while ago. Apparently after intense construction, the renovation work in the mansion has been completed. Towards the end.

"In other words, does Mr. Bonaparte want us to go to England to meet Her Majesty the Queen?"

After admiring the garden for a while, Charlotte, wearing a very attractive light yellow hat, whispered a question to Charles next to her.

"Yes," Charles nodded, "His plan is that after the coup is successful and we win back the empire for him, he will give us a trip to see the queen, and we can go to England to have fun. "

Although as Charles's wife. It was a bit strange to call Louis Bonaparte, Charles' benefactor, 'Monsieur Bonaparte', but this was the greatest degree of respect she could give. So Ciel didn't intend to argue with Charlotte anymore about this.

"Oh? British people! Since a place can be filled with British people, where else can we play?" Charlotte raised her eyebrows. But he still looked very relaxed and happy, "I can probably only accompany you to perform official duties, Ciel..."

Out of a sense of superiority that may be unique to the French, Charlotte spoke of the British in a tone that was playfully laced with contempt for their seriousness and indifference—or should I say, prudery.

"Don't say that, Charlotte, you make it sound as if the English are all uninteresting old-fashioned people!" Charles couldn't help but laugh.

"Isn't that true?" Charlotte asked with a smile.

"Well, okay... I admit that what you said makes sense. Maybe most British people are like this..." Charles hesitated for a moment. Then he shrugged, "However, I believe that there will always be some interesting people in the social circle there. There can't be none, right? Besides, the island country that has always been dull and depressing doesn't need the elegant, beautiful and dazzling Trey Will Mrs. Vere bring a breath of fresh air? I dare say you will be warmly welcomed there, and no one in the court or society will dislike you."

Perhaps because what Ciel said was too exaggerated, Charlotte reached out her hand and squeezed Ciel's hand hard. "You just don't know how to be serious!"

However, even though he was complaining. A smile appeared on her face, obviously enjoying the compliment from her fiancé.

"Okay, just go. Who asked me to marry you? If you want to go, I will go with you." Charlotte sighed and replied to Charles in a low voice. "However, it would actually be good to meet Her Majesty the Queen. I have long been curious about her and want to pay homage to her. I really don't know if she will be like the rumors..."

The anticipation in Charlotte's tone was not a forced show just to make Ciel happy. It was clear that she was truly curious about the most powerful and famous woman of all time who sat on the British throne. This contrasted with her contempt for Louis Bonaparte.

Undoubtedly, in Charlotte's eyes, Queen Victoria, who came from an ancient German princely family with no doubt of her blood, looked much more pleasing to the eye than the future emperor of her country.

However, Charlotte still adopted a level-headed attitude toward the queen. She was just a little curious about the queen herself, but had absolutely no intention of looking up to her.

In the arrogant and self-sufficient Charlotte's view, even the Queen of England or the emperor of any other country would never be any more noble than the Treville family.

"You'll know it when you see him, won't you? What's the use of talking about it now?" Charles replied with a smile.

"That's right, you'll know it when you see it." Charlotte nodded, then turned her gaze back to the garden under the balcony. After staring for a long time, Charlotte slowly raised her hand and pointed to the fountain in the center of the garden. "Char, I always feel that the fountain doesn't match the rest of the garden, and the sculptures don't look good. Why don't we just change one? I will hire a reliable designer to redesign it..."

"Okay, no problem." Charles immediately agreed, "Just do what you like! As long as you like it, it will definitely be fine. I have absolutely no objections..."

"Can't you just take it as my business? Isn't this your home?" Charlotte was a little dissatisfied with Ciel's attitude and rolled her eyes at Ciel, "No, I won't allow you to stay out of it. So, I will Ask the designer to make a design, and you have to put forward your own opinions. We can't just design this house from beginning to end, but at least the garden can!"

Charlotte's words made Charden speechless.

Obviously, Charlotte felt that this mansion was luxurious, but after all, it was taken from someone else, rather than the product of two people's efforts from beginning to end, so she still felt vaguely regretful. She wanted to create a feeling of home by co-designing the garden.

"Okay, that's perfect." Charles said in a good-humored way, "Then, after you finish the design, just give it to me, and I will allocate some time to revise it with you."

"That's how it should be..." Charlotte finally nodded with satisfaction.

Then, she turned back to look at the garden, her tone suddenly full of longing, "Charles, as long as the two of us put our efforts together, then we will definitely be able to build this garden into the most beautiful garden in the country! From now on, we can We often spend time in the garden...and our children, they will definitely have a lot of fun here..."

When talking about 'children', Charlotte's tone was very natural, as if she was speaking from the bottom of her heart. This was an absolutely genuine revelation of what she was really looking forward to and longing for.

Charlotte's sigh also made Ciel feel a little excited.

"If we want children, we should work harder. It's best to start right away." After a while, he asked Ciel in a joking tone, "How many do you want?"

When Charlotte's face turned cold and she was about to lose her temper, Ciel laughed, then held Charlotte in his arms, and then lowered his head to give her a kiss.

Then, just as the two were about to kiss, there was a soft sound from behind them.

The door behind the balcony was opened.

Although the volume was very soft, it was enough to calm down the two people, and they suddenly separated.

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"Who?" Charles turned back coldly with a little anger. "Huh? Why is it you? What's the matter?"

It was Mary who disturbed their good deeds.

"I'm sorry, sir... I didn't know you... you... um... sorry!" Mary was uneasy and coy, looking at the two people, obviously a little embarrassed about disturbing the good things of Charles and Charlotte, " Well, you guys... just go on, I'll come back later..."

How can I still feel like this now... Ciel sighed inwardly.

"Forget it, it's okay. What do you want from me?"

"I got a message suddenly, sir..." Mary was still a little frightened, so she looked cautious, "I just got a message from Mademoiselle de Beauvin. She wants to see you..."

Because Charles is a very busy person, Mary is responsible for communicating on many matters related to the De-Bowan family, so she also received the message from Laura immediately.

The reason why she is also in this mansion is very simple. As the secretary of the Marquis of Treville, the old Marquis asked her to stay here to supervise the progress of the renovation project.

"Miss de Beauvin?" Charles frowned, obviously curious about this sudden request. "What can she do to me?"

"It's not clear yet," Mary replied. "The messenger didn't reveal any information to me, but judging from this unusual fact, maybe she has something important to discuss with you?"

"Okay, I understand." Ciel nodded. "Tell her that I can agree to her request and let her arrange a time and place. It's best to tell me what you are going to talk to me about first, so that I can make preparations early."

Although he felt a little strange, he was not prepared to refuse the request of the young lady who had now become the sole heir of the De-Bowan family.

Under the current situation, there is really no need for him to have any unpleasantness with the De-Bowan family.

"Okay, sir, I understand." Mary nodded, indicating that she had learned Ciel's will. "I'll tell the messenger to go..."

When she was about to leave, Charlotte, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Ms. de Leoland, can you spare some time later? I have something I want to talk to you about..."

Mary looked at Charles hesitantly, but he didn't make any sign.

"Yes, ma'am," she finally replied. (To be continued...)