Flowers, Swords and France

In silence, the young Count Henry de Lagache Treville watched with shock as the two close friends discussed with laughter.

They chuckled and discussed where to sleep tonight, as if nothing had happened and it was just a chat and laughter between friends. They didn't care that a few steps away there was a man who had been shot and was bleeding. young people.

Even among men, not many people can be so calm. Henry thought to himself.

After just a few minutes, his previous impression of these two women had been completely reversed, and he no longer dared to look at them with the same eyes as before. They are all too powerful to be dealt with carelessly.

"I'll go out and call the doctor later." After the two of them finished laughing, he said in a solemn voice, "I know a reliable doctor. He has a good relationship with me. He is very good at dealing with trauma. He should be able to cure it." Good thing about him. In addition, he is very strict with his mouth and will not talk nonsense..."

"That's great." Fran smiled slightly again, "I'm glad you can be so helpful."

"This is what I should do." Henry wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief again, and then looked at Fran again, "Then what are you going to do with him after curing him? Keep him here, or should you? Let him go?"

This question made Fran slightly confused. She turned her eyes to look at Mary with some doubts.

"We definitely can't just let him go." Mary immediately expressed her opinion, "He knows so many things, and he plans to do harm to Mr. Done? Besides...you shot him like this, will he feel convinced? I'm afraid he will think about revenge once you let him go."

Fran nodded silently, admitting that what Mary said made sense.

"You're right, I can't let him go so quickly, at least not until we finish the matter."

Obviously, this was the first time that her brother had entrusted her with an errand, and she could not allow herself to make any mistakes. If Ezreal were let go early, he might break the news somewhere and expose the collusion between the Treville family and the de Beauvin family, although it would not affect his brother's future. But this time, she might not be able to complete her errand - this is an absolutely unacceptable outcome.

If everything his brother entrusted to him for the first time went wrong, how could he have the face to ask him to value him more in the future?

But keeping it secretly locked up here is not a good solution. There are a lot of people talking here. Although she has booked this room for a long time, there is no telling when someone will discover the secret of this room. God knows what kind of rumors will spread by then...

For a while. Fran was caught in a dilemma and hesitated slightly.

Forced by the situation, she was decisive and decisive when shooting without any hesitation. However, after gaining safety, how to deal with Ezreal became a big problem. She had no time to think about this problem when she fired the gun, but now it seems that it is really difficult to deal with.

"How about we still..." Mary curled her lips slightly.

If you just looked at her expression, you probably wouldn't understand the cruel meaning behind her words.

"No - no, I said I couldn't kill him, at least not this time." Fran immediately shook her head.

Mary looked at Fran in confusion. I don't understand why she is so hesitant and hesitant now. You are just an illegitimate child, do you need to care so much?

She didn't understand the secrets of the previous generation of the Treville family, so she couldn't figure out where the hesitation and confusion in her friend's heart came from.

"Okay, no matter what, at least I can't do that this time..." Fran repeated again, as if to convince herself, "He has done so many things for me, I can't do that."

Could this guy really be her lover? After hearing Miss Treville's muttering to herself, Henry glanced at the people on the ground suspiciously, but said nothing.

"If you want to give him a chance, just give it. I have no objection." Mary shrugged, saying that she didn't want to argue with her friend, "But we can't do nothing, right? So what should you do with him?"

"What should I do..." Fran's head shook slightly and she kept thinking. It looks like he is thinking about how to paint, which actually looks a bit cute.

Her eyes kept wandering, from the table and chair to the carpet, then to the blond young man, and finally stopped at Henry who was standing nervously next to her.

"I thought of it!" Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"What?" Henry trembled when she stared at him.

"Sir, since you have helped us so much. Then... I still have the nerve to ask you to give me another free favor."

"Want to help?" Henry was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he resisted the urge in the end.

"Okay, so how do you want me to help you?"

"I would like to ask you to secretly send him on a ship to the New World after the doctor heals his injuries." Fran did not show off, but directly stated her request, "I think you are the only one here. Only then can you help me with this. After all, you know so many people at the port, there must be a way to help me..."

Henry was silent again.

He does have many friends who were in the navy and turned to civilian shipping after quitting the navy. The domestic economy was not very prosperous before, and there were always people who were dragging their families or going bankrupt alone to buy tickets to the Americas, planning to go there. He wanted to try his luck there, so it wouldn't be too difficult for him to put this young man into a good friend's ship and transport him to America.

"I think this is more convenient for you, right? If you keep this person here with you, he might cause you some trouble at some point. If you send him to the New World, it will be over and you won't have to worry about him anymore. That's a problem." Fran continued talking about herself. Opinion: "It takes a month or two to get to America from here, right? After getting there, even if he wants to come back, it will take the same amount of time. After a few months, my affairs should be finished...by that time He won't be able to cause any more trouble to you and me."

"Good idea." Before Henry could express her opinion, Mary suddenly spoke, "Let's just take all the money from him. He was sent to the New World penniless. Even if he wanted to come back at that time, I’m afraid it will take a long time to earn a boat ticket back home, right?”

"It does take a long time..." After Henry thought for a moment, he agreed with their opinion.

This is indeed a very good solution for him. After the young man is cured of his injuries and sent away, no matter what he does in the future, it will have nothing to do with him and he will not need to take responsibility.

"What do you think of my proposal, sir?" Fran asked with a smile.

"I completely agree with your opinion." Henry bowed down and lost no time in showing his courtesy to her. "Please allow me to express my sincere admiration for your wisdom."

"You are so polite." Fran's face turned slightly red, obviously not used to such polite words from others, "Then please help me more, I really don't know how to express my gratitude... …”

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Under the soft candlelight, her reddish cheeks were soft and comforting, and she looked really charming.

Even though he had seen what she did in person, Henry still couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart, wondering if he had misunderstood her, because she really didn't seem like someone who could do such a thing.

It wasn't until a moment later that he came back to his senses.

What a beautiful person, I don’t know how many people can be fooled!

He said no more, turned around and left the room, hurriedly planning to leave the hotel and call the doctor over to save a young man's life.

After he left, Mary and Fran were not idle. They found a few ribbons, then walked to the still unconscious Ezreal, leaned over and tied his hands and feet with ribbons.

Although their movements were gentle, Ezreal slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't struggle much, and it was clear that the injury had robbed him of his mobility. At the same time, due to excessive blood loss, his face was very pale and his eyes were very distracted. Finally, he finally focused on Fran.

Tears suddenly flashed in the corners of his eyes, as if asking her why she would do such a thing to her sincere self.

This look was so sad that Fran stopped her hand subconsciously for a moment.

This man treated himself sincerely and helped him so much. He only wanted to make himself happy without asking for anything in return. But in the end, he responded with a blast... I'm afraid this shot also broke his heart. Bar.

A rare feeling of guilt made her lower her head, trying to avoid the other party's sight.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

Ezreal suddenly gasped violently and muttered to himself.

"I am...I am..."

"I know, don't say it, I can guess it..." Before he could say the complete words, Fran smiled lightly, but there was not much smile in her eyes, "But this is no longer important. , I have only one real brother, and I cannot allow you to threaten him. I was wrong to induce you to go against him before. Now... your mission and All obligations have been lifted. If you really want me to be happy, then please don't disturb us. I also wish you a happy life where you can't see us... I'm very sorry for you, but I have to do what I should. What I did. My brother spared you once, and I spared you once. This is our last kindness, please cherish it."

After she finished speaking, as if she had gained some strength, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Ezreal.

"I will be grateful to you for your sincerity, Mr. Walter."

With these words, she stuffed the silk scarf into Ezreal's mouth, never wanting to hear the rest of his words. (~^~)