Versailles Wild Rose

She was originally standing, and she walked a few steps in front of him while talking.

Adrian took two steps back in a panic, "Don't come here"

Haha, it was so funny, she took another two steps forward.

"Don't be like this, you know, a well-bred young lady can't get so close to a man like this"

"Really?" Abigail pretended to be puzzled, staring at him with wide-eyed, shiny eyes, "what's the reason?"

"Beauty is your original sin. You have God-given beauty, but you are cowardly and not strong enough, so you will be easily seduced by men," he said hurriedly, "You also know how to seduce men. It shouldn't be. It's wrong, God created women to be the flesh and bones of men, you should obey your husband's wishes, not"

He retreated step by step, and finally retreated to the wall, with his back against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

The appearance is really a bit funny, a bit embarrassed, and a bit of the unyielding stubbornness of a handsome boy.

But no matter how you look at it, you are still a child, and you don't know where you learned these old theories.

"But you are also beautiful, do you often be tempted by others or take the initiative to seduce others?"

"I'm not talking about men, but you women."

"Ah, other than gender, is there any difference between men and women?"

"Of course it's different. Men are the masters of this world. Women can only be men's wives. Women should stay at home obediently and be a good wife and mother. They must not show their faces or cheat on each other." Adrian blushed. , finally finished these few words.

Her face is really beautiful, the closer you get, the more beautiful and natural she feels. Her face is light pink, and her lips are bright red like a witch. Damn, lipstick is a tool for women, a tool for seducing men.But even if he thought so, he knew very well that she was beautiful. This beauty was not because of the bright red lipstick or the citrus-scented perfume that wafted from her body, nor was it because her body was embroidered with layers of gold and silver threads. The long dress full of pearls and gemstones, but the youthful, plump face and bright eyes of a girl, even her light black eyebrows, which are obviously different from the color of her hair, have such a girlish taste.

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He thought in distress, not even paying attention to what she was saying.

"You're wrong. After God created men, he thought women were needed, but he didn't say that Adam and Eve needed to get married. There was only one man and one woman in the Garden of Eden. Who would they show them to get married?"

Adrian found it hard to answer this question.

"After Adam and Eve left the Garden of Eden, no one said they got married, right, so you see, from Genesis, God didn't say that men and women need to get married. This kind of thing is because there are more people on the earth, for Marriage is needed to distinguish a work unit, don't you think?"

"What is a work unit?" he asked in a daze.

"It means that a man and a woman form a family, and then give birth to children. This is called a work unit. The national statistics and taxes are also collected according to the family. Do you know what a tax is?"

"Yeah. No, you wait," he realized just in time that he had been led astray, that he hadn't come to discuss state taxes with her. "Can you stand up?" Abigail would have been face to face with him if she wasn't tall enough.

"I stand well, but you, why do you look like I have done something to you." She smiled and blew on his neck. "Are you scared?"

"Afraid of me, how could I be afraid." He wanted to push her away, but he didn't know what to do, he didn't want to touch her body, a priest shouldn't touch a woman's body casually.

"If you're not afraid, why are you backing away?"

"That's because you've been moving forward."

"I'm going forward, and you keep going back? We're not dancing." She laughed sweetly, showing her lovely teeth, and her shiny, pink tongue

He turned away anxiously, "You really can't get any closer, I'm almost out of breath."

Abigail smiled to herself as if she was still a child.

"Didn't you say that what I did was wrong? Now you can directly say what I did wrong."

Adrian cheered up, "You should return to your husband, leave the king, and be a respectable wife and mother. I heard that you are pregnant. You must be a good mother to your child and teach him Be a kind person. That should be something you can do."

"It's boring." She sternly said, "Are you really suggesting that I go back to my husband?"

"Yes. Who is your husband? Does he love you? If he doesn't want to accept you, I can go and talk to him and ask him to forgive you."

Abigail almost couldn't stabilize her facial expression, "Yeah, I'm worried that he won't let me go back. Earl, you said, the meaning of a woman's existence is to be a man's wife and have several children, yes "

"Probably so."

"But it's hard. My family has no money, and neither does my husband. You were born with no worries about food and clothing. Your father is a marquis. You don't understand what it means to have no money."

He was suspicious, "Isn't your father the Earl?"

God, what a silly child who doesn't know anything. Thinking about it this way, she doesn't want to argue with him anymore.

She shook her head, "Let's go, don't write me that kind of weird letter again, and don't try to teach others, it will be disgusting, you know?"

"What about you? You haven't agreed to go back to your husband."

Abigail became a little impatient, "What's wrong with you, what other people's business has nothing to do with you, are you too busy?"

He was stunned for a while, and then said, "I don't think I will take care of other people's affairs, but you." He bit his lower lip, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said firmly, "I feel responsible to you, I can't Watching you indulge in carnal desires and become a pathetic depraved woman, you are beautiful and your beauty should not be stained, and you now have stains on you, it is a sin and you will go to hell for it "

He was in a state of turmoil, feeling very sorry, and burst into tears, "I can't just watch you continue to degenerate, I have already made an agreement with the dean of Notre Dame de Paris, I will stay, and soon I can become a priest , if you want to confess, come to me, I am willing to listen to your confession."

Abigail was dumbfounded again.

The Marquis Elvira was furious when he learned that his son was going to stay and go to Notre Dame Cathedral.

"I'm just a son like you, and you become a priest. Who will I give my title and family property in the future?"

"You still have a younger brother." Adrian said calmly.

"Fart, fart" Marquis Elvira angrily ordered the servant to bring the whip, and whipped his son head and face.Although I felt a pain in my heart just after the whip, but thinking that this son's brain is broken, if he doesn't wake him up, he will not have a son to inherit the title and family property in the future. "Why should I give my title and fief to my younger brother? It's not like I don't have a son. You bastard, you should remember how your mother passed away. She gave birth to a child like you. Can you bear it?"

"How could I remember her and she passed away when I was born." Adrian dodged, "You should respect my decision instead of forcing me to go home."

"Tell me, are you in love with Madame de Provence?"

"I don't." He immediately denied, "Mrs. has a husband, how could I fall in love with her father? For the sake of the deceased mother, let me eliminate her sins for my mother. It is the same for me. , Notre Dame is very good, and the dean also promised that I can go to Rome for further studies in the future.”

Marquis Elvira felt like his brain was about to explode, "What's wrong with your mother, bastard"

The boy pursed his lips stubbornly, "Don't hide it from me, I already know."

"You know what a fart" the Marquis lost his demeanor.

Adrian, who was beaten up, was laughed at by Philip for a while.

"Your father can really do it." Philip was in a good mood today, so he asked someone to invite Earl Lance from the mansion.

The Lorraine knight on the side also laughed meanly, "Listen to me, don't get too close to father, how about this, there is another room over there, Your Highness, you can move here today."

Philip then asked, "Whose room is free?"

"Muncini." The Knight of Lorraine is also in a good mood. Julius Muncini finally got out. It makes me feel good.

"Ah, his room is very nice, relatively big, ask the maid if it's tidied up."

The maid said everything was packed and ready to move in at any time.

Philip made a decision without any explanation, "You send someone back to bring your things now, and your servants can also bring them in. This year, because of the arrival of the embassy, ​​the court has been staying in Paris. In the past winters, we will stay in Saint-Germain. I spend the winter in the palace, and I spend Christmas there too. Tell me how you Spaniards spend Christmas."

"It's no different from France. On Christmas Eve, the whole family eats together, keeps vigil, and goes to bed after midnight."

Philip clapped his hands, "I forgot, this year Abigail is hosting the Christmas Eve banquet, and she hasn't told me what's fun."

The Lorraine knight shook his head, "You remember wrongly, Abigail doesn't have the energy to host the banquet now, and the banquet should be handed over to the Marquise de Montière."

"Oh, yes, I forgot. She's pregnant now, approaching four months."

The author has something to say about the overly self-righteous little Spanish boy. ,,