Flowers, Swords and France

"Ungrateful?" Marshal Treville frowned, thinking about the meaning of his grandson's words, "Are you saying that our Queen is not grateful to you?"

"Maybe so, in her eyes, it seems that she was sold to France by her father, and I am the culprit who instigated her father to do this." Charles answered in a low voice.

"These women always want everything, and always feel that they are innocent!" Marshal Treville said angrily, but fortunately he still had reason and controlled his voice, "You gave her such wealth, and she even blamed you after accepting it!"

"People are always like this, it's not surprising." Charles shrugged, "However, I believe that even if she has such thoughts, reality will slowly educate her. After all, she came to the court alone and needs help anyway."

In Charles's opinion, Princess Caroline is definitely not an ordinary person. Not only is she determined, but she is also likely to have her own ambitions-at least she will not be willing to be a silent vase queen. She was born into a poor and destitute royal family, with no support and no property. If she wanted to play an important role in state affairs, she needed the help of people around her.

Moreover, she had to face the challenge of the princes of the Bonaparte family - these princes were ambitious and would not want to see her children ascend the throne.

And the Treville family could obviously be her helpers. So Charles was not in a hurry, waiting for time to educate the queen and let her give up this boring obsession.

"Although that's what I said, you can't take it lightly." After listening to his explanation, the old man nodded, "Charles, you have to be careful now. After all, we have attracted the wind, and everyone thinks we are too powerful."

"Of course I will be careful about this. I will be careful not to give others a chance to take advantage of me." Charles quickly replied, "But... anyone who has reached our level can't hesitate because of fear of others' jealousy, right?"

"That's right." The old man agreed with his opinion, and then turned his head to look at the center of the entire church again.

At this moment, Her Majesty the Queen has walked to the side of His Majesty Emperor Napoleon III. The two of them looked at each other. The Queen looked solemn and noble, and although His Majesty's expression was calm, he could still see the joy hidden deep in his heart. Next to the two of them was the Archbishop of Paris, who would be the witness of His Majesty's marriage today.

In order to consolidate his rule, His Majesty the Emperor, like his uncle, began to seek reconciliation with the Catholic Church as soon as he came to power. The declining Roman Church would certainly not refuse help from France, and the two sides soon came together closely.

Under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor, Catholic priests began to enter every public school in order to "purify the thoughts of the people", and the property of the church also increased significantly due to the deliberate tolerance of the government. Under such circumstances, the Roman Church was of course very attentive to the Emperor of the Empire, and the Emperor's marriage was also blessed by His Majesty the Pope himself.

This grand wedding was an excellent opportunity for the Emperor to show off his status, but... its greater significance was not just this.

Before he got the throne, he spent his whole life in dissoluteness, thinking only of restoring his country, and never cared about any heirs. But after he ascended the throne, the whole situation was different. He had to do everything he could to make his empire last for a long time, and the queen would have the hope of solving this problem.

He was not old yet, and he could still make a final effort. It was not shocking to marry a 19-year-old wife at the age of 43 - didn't the emperor also marry 18-year-old Louisa at the age of 41 and get the King of Rome?

With this thought in mind, he quietly looked at his future wife.

In the preparation stage before the wedding, she had lived in the palace for almost a month. Although the etiquette requirements prevented them from getting along too much, they had the opportunity to meet every day. During these days, he found that his wife not only did not have the arrogance of the royal family, but also had a very kind heart. She was really a rare candidate for the queen.

The Bonaparte family was originally very fond of climbing up the ladder. After meeting such a queen, the emperor's heart, which was full of desire, exaggeration, cunning and even cruelty, softened immediately, and he rarely fell in love with a woman.

Everyone was watching him, but he was unaware of it and just looked at the woman opposite him.

She looked very beautiful in her wedding dress, just like an angel who had strayed into the mortal world.

Although he could see that the queen was still very nervous and even had some disgust towards him and France, he believed that as long as he showed his sincerity and treated his wife well in his married life, she would eventually open her heart to him one day.

The bishop next to him kept chattering, but only after he finished talking did His Majesty the Emperor notice him, because at this time the attendants next to him handed over a small box.

He took out the ring from the box and stood in front of the queen.

The queen obviously retreated a little, but finally stood firm and looked up at her timidly.

She looks so cute and nervous. She is probably still worried about her married life.

I will take good care of you, child.

Because of the strange feeling of love and affection that came naturally from his excitement, he picked up the glittering ring and put it on the slender finger of the queen's right hand. The noise beside him gave him an incomparable sense of vanity.

A poor Italian noble family with nothing and no one to respect, ups and downs in the turbulent times, they attacked, they plundered, they took risks, they were pushed to the forefront by fate... They finally became the supreme master of a country, and then they married a royal woman.

In the magnificent lights, he experienced the supreme happiness that his uncle had experienced - although in terms of rank, a small royal branch like von Holstein-Gottep could not be compared with the direct line of the Habsburgs.

The wedding came to an end in the evening. As the emperor crowned the queen, amid almost endless cheers, the French welcomed their new queen and finally a complete royal family. The Bonaparte family's rule over France now seemed as solid as a rock.

After a day of placement, the flowers on the two plates on the road have begun to wither, but the fireworks in the sky are blooming everywhere, weaving all kinds of beautiful patterns in the sky, and the whole city is in celebration - although many people are only celebrating on the surface.

When the celebration was about to end, Charles originally planned to take his grandfather, who was obviously tired, away, but before he set off, he was stopped by someone. The person who stopped him was the big banker Baron de Bovan.

Since the unfortunate death of his son Maurice, the baron has not recovered from the blow. He has been living in seclusion recently and rarely attends large-scale events. However, as one of the few financiers in the country, he must attend the wedding today, and he must not lose face for His Majesty.

"Sir, do you want me to do something?" Charles was a little surprised. After all, such an occasion is not the time to talk about serious matters. He found that the white hair on his temples seemed to be more than when the two met a while ago.

"There are some important things, quite urgent, I want to talk to you in person, Mr. Treville." The Baron's face was very calm, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Charles looked at his grandfather hesitantly.

"It's okay, you guys talk, I can go back by myself." The marshal waved his hand, indicating that his grandson didn't have to worry about him.

"Okay, sir." Charles no longer hesitated, and with a heart full of doubts, he followed Baron de-Bovan into his carriage.

It was already evening, the sky had been dyed golden by the setting sun, and the light was very dim. In the carriage, the Baron's face was half bright and half dark, which made people feel a little uneasy. The glow of the fireworks flickered from time to time, but this flickering did not make the Baron look amiable, but added a bit of hideousness.

Since Charles got on the carriage, the Baron just told the servant to drive away quickly, and then said nothing. Although Charles was patient at the beginning, he soon couldn't help it-after all, he had a lot of things to do.

"Sir, did you ask me to come here to tell you something? If there is anything you need my help with, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you." Charles asked in a low voice.

He did not expect that the baron's answer would be so strange.

"You... after saying all this nonsense, don't you have anything else to say to me?" The baron glanced at him coldly.

The original feeling of uneasiness became even stronger. Where did he offend this big banker? As for his usual personality, he was always smiling. Even if he offended him in some small ways, he would never act so hurtful.

He behaved like this now, which meant... he must have done something wrong inadvertently and angered the other party.

However, Charles thought carefully, but he couldn't think of what he had done to anger the baron so much. Except for that thing... But that thing, Laura should never tell the baron, right?

He thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

He was not afraid of the other party - at this point, with his current status, he did not need to be afraid of what the Baron could do to him, but no matter what, the Baron was his important partner, and he did not want to lose this helper because of some inexplicable things.

"If I have done anything to anger you... you can point it out clearly, because I may have done something wrong unintentionally." After thinking for a moment, he forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and answered nervously. "Sir, we are now very close partners. I will not intentionally do anything that will harm you or our common interests."

"You know we are partners? Then why did you do such a bastard!" His words did not have the expected effect, but instead seemed to add fuel to the fire, causing the Baron to be furious. "Bastard! You... You actually seduced my daughter!"

…………Charles was stunned.

He really didn't expect that the truth would be revealed.

How could Laura tell her father about this? Didn't she know that he had such a big handle on her?

Because his thoughts were a little confused, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"What?! Aren't you usually very eloquent? Why are you speechless now? Keep talking!" The baron stared at him with wide eyes, as if he no longer had his usual demeanor, "Just like you lied to my daughter again." Lie to me! Try it if you can! "

His roar drowned out the sound of horse hooves and made Ciel's eardrums hurt.

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However, Charles still maintained the most basic calmness. He wanted to clarify the specific situation first.

"...Did Laura tell you this? She...she..." He was not stupid enough to deny it, he just had the courage to ask, but he still had a hard time saying it - after all, it was difficult for a father Saying that he raped his daughter was a bit unspeakable. "Has she ever said anything about our previous relationship?"

"You are quite confident, right? With your sweet words, your scandal will definitely not be exposed..." The Baron sneered, "Yes, Laura was deceived by you, although I don't understand why such a smart child would She will be fooled by you, but she really You didn’t tell me anything... you really didn’t tell me anything! But your scandal was still discovered, you must feel very strange! Do you know how much trouble your absurdity has caused to everyone? Do you know how much shame your daughter has suffered!"

Laura didn’t tell him, so how did he know?

A very terrible thought suddenly flashed through Charles's mind.

Could it be...

He stared at the Baron, dumbfounded.

"Haven't you always been pretentious? Why do you look like this all of a sudden?" The Baron still sneered, "Yes, you guessed it right, my daughter is pregnant, with a child like you, a bad guy! She didn't follow anything before I said, this stupid kid doesn’t even know she’s pregnant, etc. The doctor discovered it only when her body started to react. At that time, I pressed her and she told me that this was the product of her and your absurdity. Mr. Treville, do you think I want to congratulate you for playing with my daughter like this? Heart? Damn it, I pressed her for so long before she was willing to say it!"

Laura was pregnant. When he heard that his worries were confirmed, Charles was stunned.

How is this possible? Obviously I've only done it twice... Ciel hesitated to speak.

He didn't know how to defend himself.

However, even in such a dangerous situation, Ciel's mind was still running on its own, calmly analyzing it for his master.

From the baron's narration, Charles roughly came to the conclusion that Laura was indeed as he expected, she did not dare to say anything to the baron because of her scruples. But...she is pregnant.

She probably didn't have much experience before and was ignorant about this aspect, so she didn't even feel it. She even thought she was sick when she started to have pregnancy reactions. But the doctors of the De-Bowan family were not so ignorant. After examining Laura's body, they immediately came to the correct conclusion and reported it to the baron.

The baron was naturally furious, and then asked Laura what was going on. Laura was so frightened that she probably couldn't bear the pressure and confessed herself. At least she still had the last bit of sense and didn't say that Charles raped her. , just saying that he was deceived by the playboy Treville and lost his virginity.

Hey, this is really... After straightening out the whole idea, Ciel sighed heavily in his heart.

"You have reached this position, and you...you still can't control your desires. Forget it, there are so many people outside, but you don't touch them. Go and touch my daughter..." The baron looked at him, and the more he spoke, the more he said. Angry, "Are you obsessed with sex? Or do you think I can't deal with you now!"

"I...I didn't mean that, sir." Charles was greatly embarrassed, "I just...I just..."

"Are you out of words? Aren't you usually very eloquent! You, a pervert, look a lot like your ancestors. I pay tribute to all the Dukes of the past!" The Baron looked impatient and picked up the ashtray next to him, making a gesture. About to smash it at Ciel, "I can't wait to smash your head with this to see if it's full of sperm spots!"

Charles subconsciously held his head, and then looked at the other party in great embarrassment, just like those swingers who were approached by their fathers after seducing a girl.

However, although he looked embarrassed, his mind was still thinking about how he should deal with this matter.

Just tell everything like this? This was his first thought, but it was quickly rejected.

There is no point in saying it - although Laura can be destroyed, it will do him no good. In the eyes of others, he will only be a scum who takes advantage of others, and he will not be grateful.

In this case, it is better to play the trick to the end, at least continue to use Laura as a pawn - Ciel finally made up his mind. The baron couldn't really do anything to him anyway.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I apologize for my ridiculous thinking about you before. I just... I just admired your daughter. After many interactions between us, we couldn't control each other. It's my fault." He raised his head and said to The baron apologized, "I know there is no point in apologizing, but I hope you... you can forgive me a little and let me make some amends."

"Now it sounds like a human saying!" the Baron spat, and then put down the crystal ashtray, "Then tell me how you plan to remedy it?"

Very good, as long as you are willing to say this, there is room for redemption, and Ciel breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about aborting the child? It's not too late now." Charles asked first, "Anyway, I owe you a big favor, I will do my best to help you fulfill your wish and become the president of the Bank of France."

"Is that what you think? You want to abort your child? No, no! Impossible! I want grandchildren! Grandchildren are OK!" But the baron did not accept his suggestion, "The child must be born, and you must be his protector."

"I am a married man." Charles had to muster up the courage to point out a fact to him, "Even if this child is born, I can't make it public..."

"Damn it , I know you are a married man! Why didn't you remember that you were a married woman when you seduced my daughter!" The baron pretended to pick up the crystal ashtray again, obviously angry again, "I know you have a wife, and I don't intend to ask you to divorce her, but this child - you must not abandon this child, don't even think about it! Don't think you can get rid of me so easily! Listen, I want you to leave a document to prove that this unborn child is yours. In this way, you will be his guardian in the future, and you have to take care of him no matter what I do. "

"This... I'm afraid..." Charles was embarrassed.

"Why, you don't want to take care of your own child?" The baron sneered, "Well, we can go back now and make everything clear. Your wife is probably still there, and it's not too late to talk now."

"No... okay, I will take responsibility." Upon hearing the baron's threat, Charles had to retreat temporarily, "I will write you a document and be the child's guardian."

At this moment, the carriage finally stopped in front of Baron de-Bovan's mansion.

"Come in with me, we'll have a good talk, you bastard!" The baron glared at him, then opened the car door and left. (~^~)