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She thought it was ridiculous at first, and then she was very angry. Angrily, she crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it out forcefully.

Claire never saw her lose her temper, startled, "ma'am"

"Take it out, tear it up, throw it away, and burn it."

Claire picked up the letter.

"Forget it, bring it to me."

She took the crumpled letter and smoothed it out.It's funny to think about it.

"Go downstairs and find out who this Earl of Lance is."

"Yes, ma'am. Do you want to burn this letter?"

"No, you go out."

She put the inexplicable letter on the bedside table.

Louie went upstairs at 3am.

Abigail was asleep.He leaned over and kissed her face, then saw the letter on the bedside table, reached out to pick it up, and quickly browsed through it.

Hmph, this kid doesn't know the sky and the earth

He had an excellent memory. There were several official representatives in the envoy, and they all remembered their names clearly, including the noble attendants they brought.This Earl of Lance is the son of the Marquis of Elvira, and he is still very young. He had seen the father and son at the ball, and he still thought that Earl of Lance would be the kind of cute boy Philip liked.

did not expect

He rolled his eyes greatly, picked up the letter, opened the door, and asked Veronica who was sleeping in the living room outside to burn the letter.

In the morning, Abigail was woken again by Louie.

"Can't you hold back?"

"No." He kissed her face, "Don't you want it?"

"Do not want to."

"Oh," he sighed, "Look at your duplicity every time, can't you just say you want it?"

"It's because I'm pregnant. You men can't get pregnant, you're in heat 365 days a year."

"Is that so? How did I hear that the needs of pregnant women are particularly strong?"

"Who did you listen to?" The good ones haven't learned, and they are crooked.

He didn't answer, just held her waist.

dog man

After Louis left, she lay on the bed for a long time before getting up, thinking that there seemed to be something she wanted to tell Louis, but she forgot.It wasn't until I was sitting in the bathtub that I realized that it was the inexplicable letter from last night.

I went back to the bedroom and looked around, but couldn't find the letter, wondering if Louis had taken it.I don't know how he will react when he reads the letter. He must be very unhappy. He is a dictator, and his tolerance for Mazarin is his limit. He does not allow others to talk nonsense about anything about him.

That kid must be unlucky haha

She was happy, but didn't care, and quickly forgot about it.

"Ansley," she called Ansley, "take this to the Baroness Villars, and tell the baronesses that I'm not feeling well, so I won't go in person, and ask for their condolences."

Handed Ansili a letter and a money bag.Give her another 10 pistoles, "You can use this money to go shopping, Claude has arranged for guards to escort you, just come back before lunch."

"Yes, ma'am." Ansili took the letter and money bag.

Baroness Chiollet and his wife were seriously ill in bed, and they took a week to die. Nicholas sadly announced the death of his parents. Today is the day when Baron Villars, his wife and children go to church to mourn their parents. Tomorrow, Nicholas will send their coffins back to the countryside of Rouen.

As the daughter-in-law, Rosalina was supposed to go too, but Nicholas and Abigail refused to let her go, and she had to move with the children.

In the afternoon, Rosalina entered the palace.

She was wearing a black mourning dress and a black veil, and she suddenly looked lifeless.

As soon as the sisters met, Rosalina hugged Abigail tightly.

"Okay, don't cry." Abigail patted her sister on the back, "As long as you don't always bear it by yourself in the future, you can live whatever life you want."

Rosalina just wept silently.

"There's nothing to cry about, just pretend you've been bitten by a dog, and you can't bite a dog back, but it's okay, we can have a stick for beating a dog. Look, I use this stick, isn't it great?"

"It's great." Rosalina laughed through her tears.

"Both Claude and I support you unconditionally. You only need to say a word, and I will help you solve the problem. Look, it's like Her Majesty the Queen Mother"

It's not easy to say this directly, but everyone understands the truth. How can it be fun to be a queen mother?

In this day and age, men are generally big pigs, and women often die prematurely due to childbirth. If there is no "love" to talk about with her husband, it is best to become the queen mother when her son is still young, so that you don't have to worry about it anymore. The husband is annoyed at whose bed he slept in, yet still holds real power.It's the same for an ordinary noble family. As long as there is a son who can inherit the title and fiefdom, the husband can die earlier.

On the contrary, in Abigail's case, she would hope that the king's lover could live as long as possible.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Rosalina lowered her head.

"That means you still love him."

"It's not clear whether it's love or not. I don't want the children to have no father, and the girls are still young."

"What about little Claude? Nicholas doesn't like him. He's still young, and he'll always notice when he gets older."

"After Claude gets married, I want to send little Claude to his home. He will be 6 years old next year, and it's time for him to learn swordplay and horseback riding. Nicholas can't teach him."

Abigail thought for a while, "It's okay, you can talk to Olive when she comes over next time, and say I agree." Claude is the uncle and lord, and it is only natural for little Claude to live in his uncle's house. , nothing surprising.Speaking of this matter, it only needs Claude's consent, but both sisters think that they should tell their future sister-in-law first.

One of the few advantages of the feudal aristocratic era is that as long as the aristocratic family is not financially poor, relatives are often kept at home for a short stay. It is not too much to live for a few weeks or a few months. Some people can live for a few years. After all, they are not short of money. , The actual extra expenditure on food, clothing, housing and transportation for raising a few more people is limited.

The Marquis of Elvira suddenly received the gracious care of the King of France, and asked his son, Count Reims, why he did not enter the palace. His Royal Highness was surrounded by teenagers, and they must have something in common.

The Marquis wanted to help his forehead, "I took him to visit Her Majesty the Queen Mother before, and I have already met His Highness. Your Highness doesn't like him very much."

Louis said in his heart that who would like your son's virtue?

"Let him enter the palace. There will be a ballet performance at the Royal Palace Theater tonight. Your Highness's mother and I will go to the performance." Louis nodded and left quickly after speaking.

Marquis Elvira wondered for a long time, wondering why the king suddenly became interested in Adrian, did this kid do something stupid secretly?

Evening, Palace Theater.

The crowds are crowded, the clothes are fragrant, the temples are full of jewels, it is no less than the palace ball last night.

Abigail didn't remember this until Louis introduced her to the Marquis Elvira and his eldest son, the Earl of Lance.

Speaking of which, she has met Adrian at least three times. The first time was on the side of the Champs Elysees, the second time Philip took him there, the third time was at the dance last night, and tonight was to see him fourth side.

To say that she didn't remember seeing him the first time was because it was just a quick glimpse on the side of the road; it was a bit strange that she still didn't have a deep impression of him the next two times.

The Marquis and his son are both very good-looking. The Marquis is a handsome middle-aged man in his 40s; Adrian is less than 20 years old and looks about the same age as Philip.But I always feel that there is something wrong with this kid and always ignore him.

Abigail held out her hand, and the Marquis and his son kissed the back of her hand respectively.

The king's seat was in the grandstand at the front of the stage, two seats abreast, with Abigail sitting next to Louie.

She looked at Adrian who was sitting in the side box, and asked in a low voice, "Is it because of that letter that you specially introduced Earl Lance to me?"

Louis pretended to be clear, "What letter?"

She scratched his palm, "Do you believe me?"

"You should burn that strange letter." Louis pouted contemptuously, "Don't say you didn't see what he meant."

"What does he mean? Doesn't he just think that he is the savior and wants to save my fallen soul?"

Louis was amused, "Yes, that's what it means, but you have to know that no one will save others for no reason, and he is a beautiful woman. Look, he will pretend to be your savior."

"It doesn't seem to be a problem. I mean, if he really saved me." Thinking about it carefully, indeed, this is not the kind of "pleaser mentality". He didn't want to please her at all, but instead wanted to get her out of " There is no salvation from a fallen life".

"Does he think he is the Messiah? It might not be enough to save me alone."

"You have to know what men think, you are an imperfect woman, I saved you, you belong to me from soul to body."

"Ah, so this guy is just a hypocrite."

"more or less."

"This man is too strange, and I didn't ask him to save me."

"It depends on whether you think this kind of life is depraved."

She glanced at him. "If I'm a fallen woman, you're already a fallen man."

"That's just right, we are a pair of hopeless villains." He smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

After the ballet performance, Louis stopped the Marquis Elvira and his son, "Marquis, wait a moment, Madam wants to talk to your son."

The Marquis looked in surprise at Adrian, who actually provoked Mrs. Provence, how did the kid's brain grow?

A guard at the side has already invited Earl Lance to a nearby study.

"Count, I invited you here to ask what the letter you wrote to me meant last night." Abigail asked bluntly.

Adrian panicked, "It doesn't seem appropriate for you to meet me alone."

"Where is it wrong? Oh, you mean, you want to seduce me, or I want to seduce you",,