Flowers, Swords and France

Because this place is in the woods and is quite remote, the roar of the factory in the distance did not reach here. There was silence all around, with only the chirping of cicadas and the sound of knocking on the door echoing in this empty space.

This is the residence of Princess Kadiyan. Just a few years ago, when she followed her brother here, she visited the princess once and received her warm hospitality.

After knocking on the door a few times, Fran politely stood at the door and waited.

Not long after, the original silence was finally broken. A middle-aged woman wearing a servant's apron opened the door. She was stunned for a moment when she saw a woman in gorgeous clothes, whose appearance was completely out of place in the rural environment. , it took a while to recognize her.

"Miss Treville...?" She looked at Fran in surprise.

"Well, it's me, good afternoon." Fran saluted her gently, "I rushed to Giverny today, and I want to ask - is Her Royal Highness the Princess here? If so, I think Visit her."

"Yes... yes, I'm just taking a nap now." The maid was stunned for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly, "You come in first, I will inform her right away!"

Then, she welcomed Fran in and asked her to wait and rest in the living room below. Then she immediately ran upstairs, apparently to inform the princess.

Soon, the maid ran down again, indicating that she could go up to see the princess herself.

Fran walked up with the maid.

Compared with the last time I came here, the layout here is still the same, and there are not many changes. It's just that a few years ago, the color here was a little dim, and now it looks even more decadent, leaving only the atmosphere of being abandoned by the time lock.

The style and materials are still excellent, but they don't make people feel much warmth.

In the dim room, the princess sat in the reception room and smiled slightly at Fran.

Because she was wearing a black skirt, she seemed to fit in well with the atmosphere here. However, in Fran's opinion, she was much older than before, the graying on her temples was more obvious, and her complexion was not too bright. Well, it seems that I have been very stressed by some worries recently.

But after seeing herself, her expression was full of surprise, and it seemed that she really welcomed the arrival of Miss Treville.

"I'm very happy to visit you again, Your Highness. I hope I didn't disturb you." With the thoughts in her heart, she bowed respectfully to the other party.

"Please sit down, miss." The princess smiled, "You didn't disturb me. I have been living in seclusion in such a place, and it is really a great honor for you to think of me, who has been living in seclusion in this place. Please sit down, let me Let me take a good look at you and feel the atmosphere of the outside world."

Her face was very pale, maybe because she had been in seclusion for too long, or maybe because she was too excited?

It's no longer possible to tell.

"How is your health recently?" Fran sat down obediently, and then looked at the princess.

"Well, my health is very good now, even very good. God still wouldn't call me here earlier." The princess replied jokingly, "Thank you for your concern. How about you?"

Before Fran could answer, she suddenly laughed again, "Looking at your current complexion, you look very happy...compared to the last time I saw you in Paris, it's much better. It’s so gratifying.”

The last time they met was in Paris. At that time, the princess saw Fran in the box, but left in a hurry without saying a few words. The purpose of her going to Paris at that time was to meet her old lover and Fran's father, E. Degas.

Poor person, I'm afraid she still doesn't know what happened after that, right? Fran thought.

"I am indeed much healthier than I was then, Your Highness." With an inexplicable compassion, she nodded lightly.

"At that time, I heard that your grandfather was struggling to find a marriage partner for you, right...? Seeing that you are so happy now, could it be that he has already found one?" The princess was still joking.

"Actually, I don't need him to come, because I already have a sweetheart, I have always had one, and I want to be with him like crazy." Fran replied in a low voice, "Despite going through many things There are twists and turns, and there are many obstacles ahead, but I think... I will definitely get what I want."

"It seems this is love!" The princess opened her eyes wide and looked a little shocked. "Poor child, this road is really difficult to walk! From your description, it seems that in your grandfather's eyes , is he not a suitable candidate? "

"Well, my grandpa disagrees with my request very much. He doesn't agree with it at all." Fran nodded, "Of course his thoughts can't influence me. I will stick to it."

"Poor child!" The princess sighed, "Isn't he a noble? Hey, in this day and age, why should we insist on such boring and meaningless barriers? Adults should just follow the children's preferences... Don't Scared, kid, if your grandpa doesn’t agree, I will fully support you and I will help you with whatever you need me to do.”

Then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly laughed, "Then should I call you Miss Treville, or Mrs. Somebody?"

"We have no intention of directly causing a fait accompli." Fran's face turned red, and then she immediately changed the subject, "Madam, I came to you today not to ask for help, but to clarify some things and Just telling you something..."

"What's going on?" The princess was a little surprised.

"I want to ask...ask..." After hesitating for a moment, Fran finally made up her mind, "I heard some rumors that you and my father...well, had an affair in the past. ,Is it right?"

After hearing this question, the princess's face suddenly darkened.

She was very hesitant and didn't know how to answer, but under Fran's gaze, she found that she couldn't tell a lie.

Hey, now, what's the point of lying?

She nodded gently, "Yes, we had an affair... but it didn't last long, and it didn't interfere with your brother and sister's lives. Please forgive me... please forgive us for being confused for a while. "

"I haven't met my father a few times, I just vaguely heard others mention him many times... They all said that he was dissolute in his early years and had affairs with many women, so even if you... even if you have been raped He has tempted you, and I won’t blame you for it. Please don’t worry.” Fran seemed to comfort her, “Well, now that I’ve mentioned it, I want to continue to ask you something—— Did you and him leave any children behind?"

"No! Absolutely not!" As if she was electrocuted, the princess suddenly raised her head and shouted, "This is complete slander and slander. Miss, no matter who tells you this, please don't believe it... This is completely Slander without any basis in fact!”

However, from her violent reaction, Fran came to another conclusion - or in other words, confirmed her original conclusion.

"But the person who said these words didn't seem to be joking. She told me that I was not the child left by my father and mother." Fran closed her eyes slightly, "but was adopted from outside."

"Who?!" the princess asked sternly, as if she was an enemy. "Who is telling you these stupid things? Don't believe a word!!"

"But it's hard for me not to believe what she said." Fran shook her head and was not shaken by the princess's violent reaction. "After you and I met, that De-Nordelion came to us. Then he told us some facts..."

She sighed softly, "She said that you and my father had an affair, and...and that I am not my mother's child. The real child has been buried with my mother. The reason why she said that...is not her Just a random guess, but because, because...because she really dug up her mother The remains of a baby were found in the grave of the mother. Anyone in the same situation as her would believe that it was the mother’s real child, right? If she told me clearly about the situation, even I would I believed her words. Later, I met my father again..."

"Have you seen him?" the princess exclaimed again.

"Yes, when he was chased by Agnes and finally rescued, I ran to him and asked him these things. He..." Fran paused.

"What did he say?" the princess asked immediately, completely forgetting how strange her behavior was.

"He said that I am his daughter, but not his mother's daughter - that is to say, the father is still the father, but the mother is not the mother." Fran replied with a strange calmness, "He is not joking, but very He answered me seriously. I don’t think a father would give his daughter this kind of advice easily. Is it a joke? So... I roughly understand that I was not a legitimate child, but secretly born through the untimely death of my mother—hey, I don’t know if I can call her mother—and her child. The lucky person who replaced his identity and became a legitimate heir... This reality is very cruel, Your Highness."

"Yes, very cruel, very cruel." When she said this, the princess stopped arguing and just murmured to herself.

"But even if it's cruel, I have to face reality. I want to know the truth - who gave birth to me? So... I went around to ask about my father's old lovers. You... you are the first one. "Fran said.

"Why am I the first?" the princess asked.

"Because based on what I know now, you are the most likely person." Fran raised her head and looked at the other person, "More importantly, if I have to accept this fate, I... I hope to at least give birth to My person is you... At least that way it will be easier to accept. I'm sorry that I asked you such a rude question. If what I asked has nothing to do with you, please don't take it to heart and just treat it as my own. You are talking nonsense, I will leave immediately and never talk about similar issues again.”

"Silly boy, what a stupid boy!" However, this time the princess did not deny it. Instead, she sighed sadly, "Why do we have to get to the bottom of it? Why can't we just pretend that nothing happened? Agnes is a saboteur. If you can’t live up to your status, just enjoy your status peacefully!”,

"That is to say...you admit..." Fran lowered her gaze.

"Now, what's the point of not admitting it?" The princess smiled bitterly, and then looked at Fran again, but this time there was no cover in her eyes, but complete care. "My child, you really don't know how happy I was when you came to me that time!"

"I'm very happy too. Although I didn't know the specific situation at that time, I really feel very close to you." Fran nodded, "That's fine, this is also a blessing among misfortunes."

"Child, I don't know what you will think of me after learning about this, whether it is love or hatred, but...if you are willing, can you hug me?" A little tears suddenly appeared in the princess's eyes. "I've always wanted to say I'm sorry to you, but...but I really didn't dare to say it!"

"Actually, there is no need for you to say sorry. I believe you are doing this for my own good... and you have given me a new life." Fran stood up and walked to the princess, "I'm just sorry. I...I'm really not used to calling mom. I haven't called anyone for so many years, and I really can't say it now."

"It's okay, it's okay," the princess finally couldn't help but shed tears, and then suddenly hugged Fran's waist, "My child, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Fran stood quietly like this, letting the princess shed tears again and again. To be honest, even with her will, she still felt a little sad at this time.

However, the decision was made and there was no room for hesitation.

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After the princess's tears gradually stopped, she looked at the princess again.

"Now I know most of the things I want to know, but I have one more question to ask you..."

"What's the matter?" the princess asked, sobbing.

"Am I the only child born to you and your father, or is there someone else? Do I have an older brother outside?" Fran endured the confusion in her heart, "Can you please tell me the truth? I think... I have the right to know the truth."

"Oh God! Oh God!" the princess shouted loudly, "Please, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

What woman would be able to endure being tortured like this by her own daughter in front of her?

"Is there such a boy? He was fostered outside by you, and then he grew up healthy and knew his own life experience -" Although she felt a little sad in her heart, Fran continued to ask. "Later, he returned to France under the alias Ezreal-******, right?"

"He really found you...this silly boy, I told him so many times, why didn't he listen!" The princess' tears flowed out again, "Obviously it's best for everyone not to ruin their own lives. ah……"

"He is a very good person, very upright, and he loves me very much. I am very grateful to him." Fran whispered, "Thanks to his care."

"He has always been this kind of person, but he is too upright!" The princess smiled bitterly, both as a complaint and as a praise. "You must blame us, right? You were just born at that time, but so many terrible things happened. Regarding the matter, Edgar said that for the sake of your future, he might as well let you replace the child that Alice aborted. I...I thought about it for a long time, and finally agreed, because you know, a boy is an illegitimate child. How many opportunities do you have to make a fortune on your own, but a girl can do it? Illegitimate child, she has no property, no parents, no blessings in this life... What should I do in this life? So I agreed to Edgar's proposal and asked him to take you back. Since he knew these things, I always want to do my best to help Help you and make you live a happy life. You don’t know how many tears I have secretly swallowed for you. Fortunately, your grandfather and brother also love you very much, and they have always taken good care of you... Really Yes, I am very happy to see this result.”

"Really? I'm also very happy to get your blessing." Fran replied calmly.

If it was a normal interaction, the princess would of course be able to tell that Fran was strange, but now that she was so excited, how could she hear something strange?

"Yes, so please don't complain. You are very happy. So many people love you and bless you. You can have everything, just like a princess! Live a good life, forget about us, and be the special person you deserve. Miss Revell, no one... no one can Even Agnes can't take away your happiness! It's understandable that she wants to deal with Edgar, and I can bear it, but if she wants to deal with you... I will let her have a taste of it! Dynasties have changed, but I still have some old friends.”

Her comfort and sincerity were so real that Fran could not help but be moved for a moment. She stood aside with her head bowed, listening quietly.

"By the way, I would like to ask, where is Iza now? I haven't received a letter from him for a long time, and I miss him very much. Really, for such a young man, he doesn't even know how to write a letter to his mother." Princess asked suddenly.

"I shot him and seriously wounded him, and then he was sent to the Americas. He probably can't come back now." After a long silence, Fran replied in a strange tone, "I came today, except to think about it. In addition to asking these things clearly, I also want to tell you this matter.”

The princess opened her eyes wide again and looked at Fran as if she were looking at a creature from another world.

"You...what did you say?"

"I shot him and sent him to America." Fran continued to repeat, and every word was like a heavy hammer, breaking her mother's fragile heart.

The princess felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"You...you..."

"I want to say I'm sorry, but I know it's useless to say sorry. The reason why I did this is not because I'm crazy, but because I have my own reasons." Fran supported the princess and whispered to her He said in his ear, "The situation at that time meant that I had to do this, although I think you and he might not understand me."

"You...how can you be so cruel!" The princess finally reacted and yelled at her.

"Cruel? Maybe." Fran smiled bitterly, "But someone told me that sometimes we have to be cruel, even though we don't like it."

Then, she glanced at him calmly, "Although I had to do this, I certainly don't want him to die or suffer a disaster like this - now he is in America, penniless, and I'm afraid he is having a hard time, so I would like to ask you to go to America to find him, save him, and save him from this misfortune, after all... after all..."

"He is your brother! How could you do such a thing!" The princess shouted and questioned.

Then, she stood up anxiously, looking around in a panic, as if she was the one who was shot.

"That's exactly what I want to say. I already have a brother, and I don't want another one." Fran replied calmly, as if she was not the one being questioned. "I am very grateful for his help, but I'm sorry, I can't repay you. Now... I suggest you go to America as soon as possible, find him, and help him."

"I will go!" The princess replied painfully, "I will go... I will go right away!"

Then, she looked at Fran with a puzzled look accompanied by disgust and hatred. "I really didn't expect that you... you would actually do such a thing..."

"I have to make a choice, Your Highness." Fran sighed.

"No one asked you to make a choice. Everyone hopes that you will live as a lady of the Treville family and live happily!" The princess was so angry that she trembled all over. "No one will hinder you, and no one wants to hinder you!"

"It's not a question of whether it will hinder you or not... In short, since I have confirmed this to you today, what needs to be done is very simple." Fran bit her lip tightly, then suddenly raised her head, "Your Highness, please let everything be buried in the dust, just as if nothing happened. If you really find the gentleman, please tell him that I don't want to have anything to do with the gentleman anymore, and please don't approach us for any reason and do anything that harms us, and please restrain him from doing so."

"Okay... okay... is this what you want? Is this the punishment God gave me?" The princess laughed instead, "Okay, don't worry, we don't want to take advantage of your wealth at all, and we don't want to have anything to do with you, just live your life well! Since God wants to punish me for the sins I have committed, I... I will bear it silently."

Then, she pushed Fran away and rushed into her bedroom.

Soon, she came back with a picture frame in her hand, and threw it in front of Fran. "This is the painting you left here last time. Please take it back today. I... I am not blessed to own your work. May you be happy!"

Seeing her expression, Fran almost shed tears, but finally held back.

Yes, since you want this result, wouldn't it be ridiculous to cry?

She silently put the painting in her arms and bowed. "I also wish you happiness, Your Highness, goodbye, I won't bother you anymore, I'm very sorry to bother you."

Until the end, she couldn't harden her heart and told the princess that her father had been killed. (~^~)