Flowers, Swords and France

As soon as he heard that the queen planned to treat him and his wife to lunch, Charlotte felt a little hungry.

It's no wonder that he and Charlotte haven't eaten since this morning. It was only because they were distracted after meeting the Queen and his wife that they didn't feel hungry. Now after the Queen mentioned it, he immediately felt hungry.

"Then, please come with me, you two." The queen waved her hand with a smile, and then walked forward happily, probably wanting to lead the couple into the restaurant.

During the march, the Queen continued to talk and laugh with Charlotte, while Charles continued to walk side by side with His Royal Highness.

"Charlotte, in order to entertain you, I specially ordered the chefs to make some French dishes today, but their quality may not be as authentic as what you often eat. Well, in terms of the emphasis on cooking skills, There are not many people in the world as good as you French people, right?" The Queen pretended to be dignified, "So, if you feel that you are not satisfied, please don't blame us for poor hospitality."

"Don't say that, Your Majesty." Charlotte laughed quickly, "How am I qualified to judge your chef? Besides, the chefs who can serve you must be the best. They will definitely be able to Make the most delicious dishes ever.”

"I hope it will be as you said." The Queen nodded slightly, then she raised her eyebrows and added, "My children will also be attending today. They all want to see the most outstanding couple in France." Woolen cloth!"

"Your children are here too?" Charlotte was a little surprised at first, and then suddenly became more excited, "Great! I really want to meet them. Your children must be all smart and cute. It's a pity that I I didn’t bring any gifts this time…”

Since getting married. The Queen and the Prince are not only very harmonious emotionally, but also very harmonious as a couple. As evidence of this rapport, they had far more children than the average royal and aristocratic family.

Since the birth of their first daughter, Victoria, in 1840, the couple has added a new child to their family almost every year and a half on average. Today, the Queen and her wife have a total of seven children, four daughters and three sons—— From eldest to youngest, they are the eldest princess Victoria, the eldest prince Edward, the second princess Alice, the second prince Alfred, and the third princess Helena. The fourth princess Louise and the third prince Arthur can be called a big family.

I don’t know what others think, but at least Charlotte is very envious.

"It doesn't matter what the gift is, as long as you are willing to give them your sincere blessings and goodwill - apart from this, will my children lack anything?" The Queen comforted Charlotte casually, "However, there are You are wrong about everything, my children are not smart and cute at all. On the contrary, they are naughty! They always make trouble, which really hurts our brains... Hey, children are really the biggest sin that we women will suffer when we are born! It’s already painful enough. I didn’t expect that their tormenting days are yet to come!”

Although the queen looked complaining and impatient when she mentioned the children, the joy in her eyes could not be hidden. Charlotte didn't dare to say anything, she just smiled and listened to the Queen.

A mother can belittle her own child. Others don't have this qualification.

If only I could have as many children as she does... She thought with a hint of jealousy in her heart.

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"Mr. Treville, I heard. Are you planning to visit the Duke of Wellington later?" After walking side by side in silence for a while, the prince suddenly asked Charles again.

Because I got the guarantee from Ciel that he would be honest and not play any tricks. The prince's originally very serious expression finally relaxed a little, and his tone was no longer as severe as before.

"Yes, because I admire that outstanding Duke very much, I plan to take the opportunity to visit him." Charles nodded directly and replied, "After I made a request to the government, the government consulted the Duke's opinion, and the result... …I didn’t expect him to readily agree.”

"As a supporter of Napoleon, you are strange." The prince made a comment with no trace of joy or anger on his face.

It is indeed strange for a Napoleonicist to claim to admire the Iron Duke.

"All great men are worthy of admiration, no matter what kind of person they are." Charles replied with a smile, "No matter what the past positions and grievances were, the Duke's talents and abilities were far beyond that era. Maybe he was once the French The most dangerous enemy, but he is also France's most respectable enemy. A serious opponent. Now, all the grudges of the past have become a thing of the past, and there is no hatred in front of us. The long river of time flows forward quietly, and the great man will stand there forever as a reef - his reputation and achievements. Like the emperor, he will always be remembered by the world."

When Charles said, 'Now, all past grudges have become a thing of the past, and there is no hatred in front of us.' He could clearly feel that the prince's expression became obviously more relaxed.

This is indeed a very clear sign of goodwill.

If the Bonapartes and their followers did not hate Wellington, who else in England would they hate?

"I'm glad you think so." The prince nodded, "Britain never rejects any friend with good intentions, even if they had fights in the past."

At this time, his eyes were focused on Charlotte who was chatting with Her Majesty the Queen.

This newly married young woman is in the most prosperous time of her life and full of charm. Her skin is white and shiny, without a single wrinkle; her golden hair is tied up in a bun, which seems to be shining; her smile is very moving, and with her luxurious dress, she looks noble and charming.

A strange smile appeared on the prince's face.

"You are in high spirits and in high spirits now!" He spread his hands to Charles.

"What do you mean?" Charles looked at him curiously, not understanding what other deep meaning this sentence has.

"Mr. Treville, please answer another question for me?" The prince suddenly lowered his voice. Then he glanced at the queen to make sure that no one was paying attention to him. "Pay attention. Please continue to be frank, okay?"

"Yes. Ask as you like." Charles replied quickly.

"Please tell me..." The prince clenched his fist slightly, then raised his thumb and tilted his head towards Charlotte, "After having such a rich and beautiful wife, have you ever found a mistress outside?"

Ah?

This question made Charles fall into astonishment again.

"Hmm?" The prince asked in a low voice.

This question is really embarrassing, but there is not much point in lying.

In any case, there are many ways to track it down. Besides... maybe the lady in blue stockings has already reported everything she knows to the prince and his wife...

Although he was a little dissatisfied with this obvious interference in private life. But for the sake of the overall situation of Anglo-French friendship, Charles still felt that he should answer it.

"Yes." Because of embarrassment and fear, his voice was weak and mosquito-like, for fear that Charlotte would hear it.

"Oh... It seems that you are indeed very honest." The prince nodded, and he didn't seem to be surprised by Charles' answer. Then, he asked again, "One? Or more than one?"

"More than one, in fact... two." Charles' answer this time was quite straightforward.

Since the previous question has been answered. Then he didn't have much psychological burden for the next question. It can even be said that at this moment, he felt a sense of pride that made people laugh and cry.

Humph, I can just have fun for myself, so what? I can find whatever I want. I can find as many as I want, you can envy me! Who told you to marry a queen as your wife? He thought to himself.

"Oh, French!" After getting Charles' answer. The prince's face did not change, but he shook his head gently. Then he left an ambiguous sigh.

Whether this was ridicule or envy, even Charles couldn't tell.

However. Even a man who loves his wife the most probably has different thoughts about other women in his heart from time to time...

Just as the two couples were still walking slowly and chatting, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the opposite side of them.

Is there anyone in the palace who dares to be so presumptuous? Charles looked up at the opposite side with some surprise.

Then, he found that this was a middle-aged female attendant, who was running towards the queen in a panic.

"Your Majesty, something bad has happened!" She shouted as she approached His Majesty.

"Stop, why are you running?" The Queen was a little embarrassed that her servant had lost his composure in front of the guests, so she frowned slightly and motioned for him to stop first. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Your Majesty, just now... just now... the princes were arguing in the restaurant!" Following the Queen's order, the maid stopped and stood in front of them, but because she ran so fast just now, she was a little out of breath and spoke not very fluently, "I don't know why, His Highness Alice hit His Highness Alfred and pushed him to the ground... We... we finally managed to pull the princes back, you... you go and have a look!"

"What? How could this happen?!" After hearing the maid's words, the Queen immediately lost her original calmness and became horrified. "You... what are you doing! Why aren't you watching them?"

"... they suddenly started arguing, they were fine before..." The maid replied with a sad face.

"Okay, stop talking! Take me there!" The Queen interrupted her, and then she didn't bother to say anything to Charlotte next to her, and ran forward directly, completely losing her previous calmness.

Charlotte noticed that the Queen was now trembling all over, as if she was both panicked and angry.

"Let's go over and see what's going on first, and then you can bring Mr. and Mrs. Treville to the restaurant!" The prince next to Charles also looked very panicked, but he was calmer, and first made an apologetic gesture to Charles, and also followed the Queen.

After Charlotte reacted, the Queen and her husband had already gone away with the maid who reported the news, and their steps were so hurried that they didn't show the original elegant demeanor of the king at all.

This sudden scene made Charlotte a little confused, and she quietly walked to Charles' side. She looked at Charles in confusion.

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Is it just a quarrel between children? Even if there is a fight, what's the big deal? Is it worth running over to report in such a panic?

Also... the Queen and the Prince really have no self-control. What's the point of making a fuss about a child falling down? Even if the parents love their children deeply, there's no need to make such a fuss, right?

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled by Her Majesty's overly cautious behavior.

However. In contrast to her thoughts, Charles was much more serious.

She still didn't understand the real reason why the Queen and her husband paid so much attention to Prince Alfred.

Shortly after the prince was born, it was discovered that he was born with a strange disease - he was weak and it was difficult to stop bleeding once he was injured and bleeding.

Yes, this is hemophilia.

Until the 21st century, people still had no consensus on the origin of this disease. The general speculation was that the gene on a chromosome at birth had mutated and the disease-causing gene was passed on to the child.

This terrible disease. In the future, as the British royal family married other royal families on the European continent, it would spread to several royal families and become a prestigious "aristocratic disease", becoming the most famous of the various genetic diseases of European nobles.

At this time, because the queen's descendants had not grown up, and had not yet spread the damaged and mutated part of the queen's genetic genes, no one knew about 'hemophilia', a genetic disease caused by the queen's genetic defects, except for Charles, a time-traveling traveler.

Poor Prince Alfred's disease was just regarded as his personal misfortune.

It was for this reason that everyone was so shocked when they heard that Prince Alfred was beaten and pushed to the ground.

Only if he was born in such a family could Prince Alfred live to be over fifty in history...

After putting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, Charles gently held her hand. "Dear. Let's go to the restaurant together, don't keep His Majesty waiting for a long time."

"Okay, Charles." Charlotte also regained her composure. She also held Charles' hand.

In this way, they followed the servants step by step along the original path of the queen and her husband. Walked to the restaurant.

When they approached the restaurant, Charles heard a faint voice coming from there. It seemed like the queen was scolding the child.

They stopped and planned to wait until the queen finished scolding before going in to avoid embarrassment.

At this moment, Charles suddenly heard a scream.

"Alice, don't run! Catch her, you catch her!"

Before Charles could react, a white figure suddenly rushed out of the door and rushed to where they were.

This figure looked very short, maybe... it was just a child?

When this figure rushed to his side, he didn't think about it, and directly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the child.

Then, he and Charlotte had time to see who he stopped.

Yes, it was indeed a child.

To be precise, it was a little girl who looked eight or nine years old.

She was probably only as tall as Charles's abdomen, wearing a white gauze dress, with shoulder-length light brown hair, light brown eyes, and petite facial features with clear contours, very cute.

But her expression was not very cute.

She frowned, her eyes were full of anger, and there were even some residual tears in the corners of her eyes. She looked aggrieved and angry.

"Let me go!" She looked at Charles angrily, and then shouted in an unquestionable tone.

"Catch her!" The queen's angry scream still echoed in the restaurant.

At this time, Charles had already understood that this person was probably the culprit of this disaster, Princess Alice.

"I'm afraid I can't meet your request, Your Highness." He answered respectfully. "You should go back and be with your mother...ah!"

His words were interrupted because the little princess suddenly bit his hand hard.

It hurts!

This dead kid!

It's been a long time since anyone dared to treat him like this.

A moment of anger made Charles forget her identity. He grabbed his hand hard and barely pulled it out of her mouth, and then pulled it hard again, holding her in his arms.

At this moment, the queen also appeared at the door, looking at the little girl in Charles' arms with anger on her face.

"Alice, stop right there!" (To be continued...)