Flowers, Swords and France

After the indulgence of the carnival faded, Charles soon woke up from the initial fatigue. After figuring out what he had just done, he turned his head slightly and found that Laura was still sleeping.

Because of his merciless beating just now, her face was still slightly swollen, and there were tears at the corners of her eyes. Her clothes were already torn and messy. There were also bruises on her neck and arms, and even stains on her stomach, silently telling of the horrific treatment she had just experienced.

Did I go a little too far? The thought suddenly crossed his mind.

He continued to look at the sleeping Laura. Perhaps because she was still asleep, her usually sullen face was now relaxed, rising and falling slightly due to breathing. Her delicate face now looked quite cute. .

He's pretty good when he's not talking, so why do he have such a bad character? Ciel sighed inwardly.

He carefully stepped off the bed and walked out of the room, back to where he had been.

Albert, Gaston and others were still there. When he reappeared, these people looked at their minister with admiration or fear.

"Charles, you are so awesome! I didn't expect that you are usually so conservative, but this time you dragged her away in front of us," Albert shouted with a slight exaggeration, "What does it feel like to be a woman? "

"Okay, don't talk about this, friend." Charles shook his head, then took a bottle of wine from the table next to him, raised his neck to the mouth of the bottle and drank it down.

After taking a swig of strong wine, his originally chaotic consciousness slowly returned to normal.

"Stop looking at me like that, I'm not crazy!" He immediately felt that something was wrong with everyone's gaze on him, and immediately yelled loudly.

"We know you are not crazy, but what do you think we should do, Your Excellency?" Albert asked.

"I don't need you to do anything. Just keep it a secret and pretend it never happened." Charles replied immediately.

"We can pretend it never happened, but can she? Can her father?" Albert did not initiate, but continued to ask. He and Ciel have an extraordinary relationship, so naturally he doesn't want Ciel to be affected by this, "Ciel, you need to make preparations early."

"It's okay, don't worry about me." Charles shook his head, "She won't tell her father."

"You've been so rough, and she still hasn't complained to her father?" Albert found it a little strange.

"I said nothing would happen. Maybe she loves me very much?" Charles replied with a smile.

He didn't want to talk about Laura's brother-killing, and because his sister was also involved, he didn't even want others to think of going to that place, so he had to change the subject with a joke.

"Don't be stupid. How could that kind of woman fall in love with someone else?" Albert still didn't believe it. "You'd better make some preparations early. Now you don't have to be afraid of the baron, right? Now you are the minister of the empire. There are people who want to offer you an olive branch, but even they can’t do anything to you.”

"It's true that you don't need to be afraid, but now I still need them, just as they need me." Charles smiled calmly, "Okay, you really don't have to worry about me, now you go and give me Find a skirt."

This place was originally a place for socializing, and there was no lack of fun and entertainment. Naturally, there was no shortage of women's skirts. Soon someone found a skirt and underwear for him, and he took it and walked back to the room just now.

At this time, Laura was still asleep. He closed the door gently, then leaned towards the bed, and then reached out to touch the other person's face. Just when his hand just touched it, Laura slowly opened her eyes.

After seeing clearly who the person in front of her was, her vision suddenly changed from chaotic to sharp. The originally soft lines have become tense, and the expression is stern and resentful, and the tranquility before can no longer be seen.

Really, it could have been very cute. Ciel sighed inwardly again.

Laura soon became clear about her situation.

She raised her head slightly, looking at the mess on the bed and body, and then suddenly looked up at Ciel, her eyes full of hatred.

"You...you..."

"Okay, don't look at me like that." Charles spread his hands, and then threw the skirt in his hand next to Laura, "Okay, put it on, the ones you are wearing are torn now."

Laura took the skirt, but did not put it on immediately, but continued to look at Charles hatefully.

"Okay, sorry." Ciel shrugged, then turned and walked out of the room.

After a while, when the rustling sound stopped, Charles walked in again.

"I have already informed them that no one will mention this matter again, and they have all avoided it. Just leave later and no one will pay attention to you anymore."

But Laura still stared at him with hatred, as if she didn't hear what he said.

"Okay, I know you hate me..." Ciel sighed.

"Hate you? No, I don't hate you." Laura suddenly shouted, interrupting him, "I just want to kill you, I want to strangle you bit by bit, and make you suffer the pain you just put me through." I will repay you ten times and a hundred times my pain, making you suffer in pain and make you wail!"

"It doesn't have to be so serious..." Charles smiled bitterly.

"Serious? Who is more serious? You...you raped me again, caused me so much pain, and embarrassed me in front of so many people!" Laura shouted loudly, "How can one person rape another woman? After all the humiliation you have done to me, you still expect me to be kind to you...? You shameless bastard."

"Okay, okay..." Charles sighed again, then suddenly walked forward and hugged Laura, "You threatened me too much, but what's the point? I swore to Make me look good, but now you can't do anything about it. No matter how serious you are, you will look like a joke. In addition to venting boring resentment, it will only make me wary... Since you are a smart person, then. You should know that smart people only do things but don’t say them, well...just like when you killed your brother.”

When being hugged by Charles, Laura felt as if she was electrocuted, and her whole body was shaking with discomfort, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free, so she became even more angry. "You...are you still threatening me with that matter? Do you really think you can do whatever you want to me if you find a handle?!"

She knew in her heart that the other party was right. Now that there was nothing she could do to him, no matter how many cruel words she said, it would be meaningless. It would only make people laugh at her for no reason. However, the anger in her heart could not be suppressed. She could only use this method. To vent.

In addition to anger, there is more fear deep in her heart. Charles de Treville has mastered her biggest and most shameful secret. He has used this secret to reap the benefits many times. If he If you feel that you can continue to use this secret to control yourself and continue to blackmail you, what should you do?

In front of this powerful imperial minister, without the protection of her father, she found that she had little room to resist - today he had an attack in front of so many people, and no one could help her. It is a clear proof.

Is he going to fall into hell because of this? Laura asked herself.

Then, she made up her mind. She would rather destroy everyone together than let herself fall into such a miserable situation. She had worked hard for so long and hardened her heart to kill her own brother, not to be someone's slave. .

"No, this is not an excuse. One thing is another thing. Since I have already received your reward last time, I will not threaten you with that again." To her surprise, Charles Shaking his head, he denied her question, "I told you before But I will not mention that matter again, let alone threaten you, and it is still valid now. And...well, I want to say sorry to you. I was really too rude just now. I shouldn't treat you like this, at least. I’ll leave you with some better memories…”

His strange behavior made Laura feel even more strange. Laura looked at him warily, trying to figure out what this man was thinking. However, at least I feel relieved a lot.

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"I don't want to have any good memories with you. Just let me go and let me go."

"Whether you think about it or not, at least this is the fact now, and we should move forward." Charles ignored the other party's request, and then shamelessly crossed the topic, "I admit that I did something wrong just now, even if You are irritating me, but as a noble, I should still be polite to you. Since we no longer talk about the past, then this time I made a mistake, a big mistake, and I should not only tell you. Apologize and find a way to make it up to you.”

"What do you mean?" Laura, of course, would not believe that Charles would be so kind, and asked immediately.

"Well, the origin of our dispute is actually a promise issue. You feel that I have not kept my promise. I admit that I did not communicate with you well in advance. This is indeed my fault, but please believe that I still attach great importance to working with you. Father's friendship... and not at all more "We plan to change partners." Charles replied calmly, "So please rest assured that your family's superior position in the future railway industry is absolutely guaranteed, as long as you don't sever our friendship first, otherwise I will always Prioritize your family’s friendship.”

"How should I trust you?" Laura asked again. "Have you often spoken without counting?"

"I will indeed ignore it when necessary, but I will not break my promise when it is profitable." Charles replied in a low voice, "I need your father's help, and I respect your father very much. Father, I admire his ability and vision very much, and I very much need his help in the future. He wants to be the president of the Bank of France, and I just want a president of the Bank of France as a friend... So no matter what, I will help your family - of course, the premise is that he also helps me."

Under Charles' explanation, Laura gradually believed his words. Indeed, he still needs help from his own family.

The pain in his body has gradually subsided, and the anger just now has been slowly suppressed deep in his heart.

On a messy bed, a man and a woman hugged each other, and then talked almost face to face. This scene would seem a little strange to ordinary people, but the expressions of these two people were very serious, and there was not much ambiguity. color.

"Who is the chairman of the federation this time?" Laura asked.

"Count Dillion, he was the former Minister of Railways, he has prestige and is in this field, he should be able to convince the public." Charles answered immediately. "Well, of course, before the official appointment, we will have a pretentious election."

"This person... well, he is a good candidate, at least easy to manipulate." Laura nodded gently, "Well, I ask to be his deputy, whether it is called vice chairman or any other title, I want that position anyway. If you agree, then I believe you."

"Okay... I will try my best." After hesitating for a moment, Charles nodded.

"So... now you should let me go, right?" Laura sneered.

"Can't we have a goodbye kiss?" Charles smiled, then looked at Laura, "I don't like all these dark memories between the two of us, at least I personally don't want it to be like this. Then, please leave some good memories for me, for us, and for our two families. I swear I won't treat you like that in the future."

This is the truth. Charles found that he was flattered after becoming a minister, so he was a little too proud of himself. The rude behavior just now was also a manifestation of this kind of complacency. He knew in his heart that he shouldn't do this, not because he felt particularly sorry for Laura, but because he needed to continue to uphold the cautious and calm attitude before.

Laura was almost close to his face and looked at her. Suddenly, she felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to turn her face away, but Charles didn't give her such a chance. He grabbed her neck directly and then suddenly moved his face towards hers.

Lola opened her eyes wide and watched the other person's face approach her little by little, and finally pressed against her face, and then her lips were also covered.

The tongue aggressively thrust in, burning like fire, she hesitated, then closed her eyes, as if enjoying it.

However, she suddenly opened her eyes again.

"Ah!" Charles felt a pain and let go of her body.

His tongue was bitten and bled.

"This is my return gift, sir."

Charles almost shed tears in pain, but shrugged his shoulders despite the pain. "Well, at least you call me sir."(~^~)