Flowers, Swords and France

"You...you are really making things difficult for me." Under Charles's gaze, Matilda lowered her head in confusion, "Do you think this is something you can just say to me casually? "

"Of course it's not something you can talk about easily," Ciel nodded, "That's why I came to talk to you."

"...You..." Matilda suddenly felt like she didn't know what to say, "Should I thank you for your trust in me, or should I scold you for posing a big problem for me?"

"How do you start talking about this?" Charles asked seemingly confused. "I'm just asking you to do me a favor."

"Isn't it? My father is the minister now, not me... You gave me a bunch of sweet words, and then at the same time you gave me such an important responsibility!" Matilda was obviously a little angry. Pushing away Ciel's arms, "Yes, I am my father's assistant and can help him. He sometimes listens to my ideas, but...but it is so important. How can I get involved in this matter? Do you want me to go back and tell Dad, "Dad, please resign, because my dear Charles wants you to leave"? Do you think I can say it? If you want to take something away from someone, the appropriate way is to tell that person yourself, or even if you keep silent, it is better than asking a daughter to tell her father!”

"Matilda, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to force you. On the contrary, I actually chose you to inform you after careful consideration." Charles looked at the other party with an apologetic look. This time Sincerely, "I know this is very difficult for you, but if I really run over and tell your father, then I Isn't there a risk that the relationship between our two families will break down? It's precisely because I don't want you and I to fall into that kind of risk, that's why I ask you to go back and tell the earl first and persuade him to listen to my opinion. , Only in this way can we keep the relationship between the two families harmonious and resolve this issue."

"No feelings... Oh, no feelings! Do you think I can still be content with making such a request from me?" Matilda murmured to herself, "Do you know? You are forcing me to make a decision. Choose. Be on Dad’s side or on your side!”

"What if you have to choose?" Charles asked. "How do you choose?"

"What will you do to me if I choose Dad's side?" Matilda answered with the same rhetorical question.

"Nothing will happen to me, because I know how you will choose." Charles looked at the other party confidently, "Matilda, you are very smart. Much smarter than I thought before, you won't I don’t know what I mean by telling you these things - as long as you promise me, let you If my father agrees to my request, then in this year he can calmly finish his tenure as minister and earn as much as he can. I will never say another word to my predecessor in the future. Isn’t it enough time for your family to prepare?”

"If I don't agree, will you ignore our friendship and treat my father as an enemy, just like you did back then?" Matilda asked, still resentful.

"You wouldn't do that." Ciel still looked at the other party with great determination. "You won't let yourself stand in my way. Because you love me, but also because you know what I would do."

Matilda bit her lip and said nothing more.

Yes, she knew what the head of the Treville family would do if he didn't agree, because she knew him too well. Although he loves himself, he doesn't hesitate much when taking action.

This unhesitating fortitude and confident determination were once the most endearing traits she found in him, however. Only when she needed to face this quality personally did she know what it felt like.

Matilda knew that this was an ultimatum - and at the same time the last tender act of a cold and strong person before taking action.

"You are right, I have no other choice. Because I love you, I am not willing to break up with you, let alone our family to become your enemy..." After a moment, Mathil held back tears. Da slowly raised his head and stared at Charles, "But...don't you think this is too much?" Are you cruel? You treat me and our family as servants, asking for and doing whatever you want. However, you don't even want to give me the care that a monarch should have for his servants. Your sun is too cold. Surrounded by it, the whole body feels chilly, and it is impossible to escape only by relying on the traction of fate..."

"Matilda!" Charles felt something was wrong and wanted to say something more, but Matilda's mood was so high that he couldn't interrupt for a while.

Matilda's face was completely red, her whole body was shaking, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

It's really unimaginable that a woman like her who loves literature and has a quiet personality could be so excited. Maybe it's because the joy of seeing each other after a long separation was so dampened that the psychological gap is really too big.

"You are so sad! I haven't seen you for so long. I have been waiting for you, waiting for you to deal with all your troubles and then come back to me. In order to avoid causing trouble to you, I will never miss you no matter how much I miss you. I haven’t looked for you, I kept everything in my heart... but I waited until today? "Mattie?" As Erda spoke, tears finally flowed down, "Why do you treat me like this? Do I deserve to be treated like this? Well, maybe it is true... I ruined the happiness of others, so God wants to punish me, and I am destined to get this kind of retribution, okay, I can accept it..."

"Matilda, Matilda!" When he heard this, Charles finally felt that something was wrong. He quickly reached out his hand and wanted to hug the other party.

Matilda reached out to push, but because her strength was too far behind, she had no choice but to return to his arms. "Sorry, Matilda, maybe what I said has misunderstood you. You said that I never cared about you. This is definitely your mistake. It is because I care about your thoughts that I will tell you everything. I'll give it to you, right? If you want to hear sweet words, I can tell you ten thousand words without changing my expression, but What's the point of that? Precisely because - precisely because I regard you as someone I can treat as an equal, I'm here to ask for your help. Well, if you really think this is too difficult, I Find someone to talk to him about, since you don’t like it, I won’t talk to you about this kind of thing.”

"In your eyes, don't you tell me, and then draw a knife against my father, do you deserve me?" Matilda raised her head and glared at Charles, "What's the point of your self-deception?!"

"Then what do you want to do to forgive me?" Charles asked.

Under his gaze. Matilda closed her eyes and took a breath.

"Is your decision really irreversible?"

"Yes, I'm really sorry. My timetable is very urgent. Believe me, if the situation really doesn't require it, how could I let you suffer?" Charles answered very seriously. "I must let my grandfather have no worries, and I must also establish my power. Only in this way can we protect ourselves in the changing times, right? Well, if you really feel that it is difficult, I can Add two or three months to the grace period, and you should be able to use this time to deal with things more easily. "

"Okay, in your heart, I'm only worth two or three months!" Matilda shouted, trying to break away from his arms.

"My plan cannot be delayed for two or three months for anyone. Matilda, you can regard this as my great importance to you." Charles held the other party firmly, and then stared at his Eyes, "Maybe you think I'm arrogant, but it doesn't matter, I tell you, I will never allow you to reject me!"

That's it...that's right!

Matilda closed her eyes tightly, not because she was sad, but because she was afraid of exposing the joy in her heart.

Yes, from beginning to end. When she heard Ciel's request, there was no violent fluctuation in her heart. When she was with her grandfather, she was used to all kinds of political deals, compared to those. What Ciel proposed was actually sentimental and righteous.

However, at the same moment, her keen mind suddenly discovered that now was the best time to put forward conditions. Men are willing to do anything when they feel guilty, so she began to look heartbroken - recalling the recent These days. Her sadness was not an act.

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She knew in her heart that she had pushed this man to the last corner. If she continued to push him, she would not get concessions anymore, but tough and brutal actions.

Ever since that night when she was so happy that she was driven away ruthlessly by Charlotte, she had been waiting for this moment for too long, so she absolutely did not want to taste the taste of waiting and panic again. Since Charles came to beg her this time, she had to Seize this opportunity that may never come back again and get a result for your love.

Although it seemed mean, she didn't want to worry about it anymore.

"Reject? You knew from the beginning that I had no room for rejection, so you can use my love for you to control me. Yes, you guessed it right. No matter how uncomfortable I feel, I am... willing Do as you say, for this is your request of me, and I cannot refuse. Matilda closed her eyes and said tremblingly, "But, I have endured in silence for too long, to the point where you think I don't care if I lose anything, so...so this time, I will never I won’t swallow my anger anymore, I help you, and you have to pay me back!”

"I'm happy to repay you, but I'm afraid you won't want to repay me. Tell me, what do you want?" Charles felt happy and asked quickly. "Matilda, I know I owe you a lot, so just tell me."

"Since I agreed to your request, I made a choice between you and my father. God knows how sincere this enthusiasm is, so in the future you... you can't leave me for any reason, even if your wife blocks it again. In front of the two of us." Matilda closed her eyes and almost shouted, "Otherwise you are a shameless and despicable liar, and I will spend the rest of my life cursing you!"

"Okay, I won't abandon you. I never planned to do so from the beginning, and Charlotte couldn't make me abandon you." Charles nodded solemnly, then gently stroked her face, "If I hadn't gone to England before, I would have come to you earlier. Never underestimate your charm, Matilda."

"You can praise me more." Matilda's voice suddenly lowered, "Don't feel strange, no matter how many books a girl reads, she still likes to be praised, and she won't feel annoyed no matter how much."

"Matilda, you are the smartest person I have ever met!" Charles shouted without thinking, and then hugged her directly. "I wish I could hold you in my arms all the time."

"Okay..." Matilda finally showed a slight smile on her face, "Put me down, let's not do anything else today, I'll go back later. I don't want our interaction to become a transaction-at least not a complete transaction."

Because he saw that Matilda was serious, Charles put her down. "I wish you all the best."

"Whether it goes well or not, we can find a way." Matilda replied with a slightly red face, "However, no matter how gentle a person is, they will become ugly under the drive of love. I just hope, I just hope that you... never hate me."

"Never, I love you." Charles kissed her again. (~^~)