Versailles Wild Rose

Philip was very excited and walked up and down the room, "I asked someone, and they said that the baby will move after four months of pregnancy. What should I give her? Knight, help me think about it, what gift should I give her? would like it."

"It's hard, she doesn't need anything now."

"Jewelry women are always missing a piece of jewelry." Philip said proudly, "Earrings are better for her, bracelets are better. Do I have any jewelry? Perta, Perta," he called to his butler.

The butler soon appeared, "Your Highness."

"Go and see what other jewelry I have, pick out the best bracelets and bring them to me."

Adrian found it strange that Philip was eager to please Mrs. Provence.He knew that His Royal Highness had a close relationship with the young lady, but the king tolerated the spies saying that Louis' temper was not good.

He couldn't figure it out, "Do you have a good relationship with your wife?"

The Knight of Lorraine glanced at him and warned him, "You have seen the lady. The lady is beautiful. Every man in the palace wants to sleep in the bed of the lady, but the lady belongs to His Majesty and His Highness. Other men should not touch her."

Adrian was shocked, but quickly noticed the hole in his words, "What about you, don't you like Madam?"

"Of course I like it too, but I don't want to offend His Majesty."

"You are not afraid of Your Highness"

The Knight of Lorraine smiled faintly, "I am a good friend of His Highness, even in bed. What about you? I heard that you go to Notre Dame almost every day. Are you simply interested in Notre Dame, or do you want to be a member of it? "

"Are you going to be a monk?" Philip was surprised, "That's really boring, come on, you should play with us, you are 17 or 16 years old, you have never experienced the joy of being a man, then you have lived 16 years in vain "

"I am not you, Your Highness, I have my own life."

"Dedicated to God, isn't it?" Philip said sarcastically, "You are a man, you are the eldest son, you are a nobleman, and you are responsible for your family. This is our birthright and responsibility."

"Your Highness, don't tell him so many rights and responsibilities. It's annoying. It's boring. Let me say, we should have a party, Adrian, have you never been to a party?"

"No." But he has seen it before, and it's not that he doesn't really understand anything.

"Come on, I can have a party tonight, I'll get some goodies, and find some pretty girls."

"It's a pity that Abby can't come." Philip was very sorry. "She really missed a lot of parties."

"Is her wrist all right?"

"Much better, the plaster has been removed."

"She's so stupid" the Lorraine knight looked disgusted. "Girls are delicate, none of us have ever fallen off a horse"

"She's quite delicate. Perta"

Butler Perta came in with several jewelry boxes, "Your Highness, you are really impatient."

Philip was busy opening the jewelry box, "This one is average, this one is good, this gemstone is not very good. Do you want to take it for re-setting or re-polishing? Now the jewelers in Antwerp use brilliant cuts. The gemstones are very bright. I should buy it. Some uncut rough. Pelta, get the jeweler in."

Adrian found himself unable to refuse His Highness.

On the same day, he was "forced" to move into the room that once belonged to Julius Mancini, and saw Mrs. Provence again at noon.

Louis was away, and Abigail asked Ansley to join her for lunch.

"Abigail, I'm having a party tonight, are you coming?"

"No, you guys always play too late, I want to go to bed early."

"Really boring"

"You guys always drink too much wine, and if you drink too much wine, you will make a lot of noise, and I will have a headache."

"If it's not possible, it's just the two of us."

"Then it's not called a party." Well, he's too busy, the weather is cold in winter, and even horseback riding can only be done occasionally in the slightly higher temperature weather. Riding is pretty cold.In winter Philip was particularly reluctant to go out riding, claiming that the cold wind would hurt his face.

There is no such a delicate highness.

He complained, "Brother Wang really hates to occupy you all day, I haven't been with you for a long time."

"After the baby is born." She whispered.

He also lowered his voice. "You're going to stay with me in Santa Cruz for a few weeks."

"Okay." She smiled and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "I'll let Ansili go to play at night, you take care of her, don't play too crazy."

"She's too stupid to play with us."

"Before you play too crazy, I will let her go, unless she wants to stay."

Ansili was a little excited, "Can I go to the party?"

"Yes, you've never been to His Highness's party, have you?" Abigail said.

"Only his friends are invited to His Highness's party." Ansili lowered her head shyly.

"Okay, I'll invite you later." Philip said nonchalantly.

After lunch, a few people played billiards in the game room for half an hour. Abigail cried out that she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

She hadn't been gone for a few minutes when Philip said he was going to pee and left too.

The Knight of Lorraine asked Ansley and Paris to sit down and play cards.

It took Adrian a long time to realize that Philip must have entered the lady's room if he did not come back.

He was very distressed by this sensual woman, but he didn't know what to do.

"Abby." Philip quietly went to bed.

"Don't make trouble, I really want to sleep, I don't sleep well at night now, I always have to get up."

He brushed the hair on the back of her neck, and kissed her neck lightly, "I heard that it's hard for a woman to be pregnant, and it will be even worse when your belly grows."

"So you'd better leave me alone." She had already put on the blindfold, and the curtains had been drawn. The room was dark, except for a faint candlelight in a candle cup on the bedside table.

"I want to touch him."

She lay flat and took his hand on her belly.

The lump was already quite big, bigger than a fist, he felt it carefully and curiously, "Is this the child?"

"Correct."

"He's going to be in your womb for months."

"There are still more than five months, until the second week of May or the end of May."

"It's going to take this long," he sighed in annoyance.

"Let's go, don't let Louis get angry at you again."

"Brother Wang, is he treating you well? I mean, don't you guys quarrel now?"

"He's negotiating a marriage contract recently and won't quarrel with me."

"You should take this opportunity to ask him for things, castles, and money."

"He gave me some money and promised to pay me to build a manor."

"That's about the same." He kissed her face and lips. "Uncle has no sons. I will definitely get the title and fiefdom of the Duke of Orleans in the future, and then I will be rich."

He was in a good mood, "I will give you a lot of money, and I will buy you a lot of jewelry. I will give you whatever you want, okay?"

"Okay, you've been good to me. Now, it's time for you to go."

He sighed, not only did not leave, but pulled up her nightgown, "Brother Wang is not here now."

She pulled the blindfold and slapped him several times, "Get out"

Life in the Louvre was as ostentatious and busy as this palace.All the people are busy, coming and going. His Royal Highness’s typical day is to play and have fun everywhere. In the morning, he will go to the Queen Mother first, and sometimes they will go to the chapel in the palace together; Killed the time in the games room; lunch was never fixed, sometimes with the queen mother, sometimes with the king and lady, sometimes just with a few childhood friends and attendants.

On Christmas Day, in the morning, the diplomatic missions, royal ministers and nobles went to Notre Dame Cathedral to participate in the celebration ceremony.Adrian did not follow his father to the ceremony, but was a member of the altar.

The ceremony was presided over by Cardinal Mazarin, and Adrian was the acolyte next to the bishop.

Adrian, who was wearing the priest's black and white dress, was unexpectedly solemn and solemn, and Abigail, who was following Louis, could suddenly understand where his strange belief in saving her came from. He really believed in Catholicism. That set.

It had to be said that the handsome young man who was wearing a uniform and deacon gown was also considered a uniform. He had a mysterious abstinence temperament. Now, she remembered his face.

In the censer in front of the altar, the spices pressed into cakes were lit, emitting white smoke, and the smell of strange oriental spices permeated the church.

Sitting next to Louis, Abigail smelled the incense, her chest was getting tighter, her face was getting uglier, and her hands were getting colder.

"Louis," she wanted to endure until the end of the ceremony, but she seemed to be getting more and more dizzy, "Louis, I'm not feeling well."

Louis turned to look at her, "Your complexion is not very good, what's wrong and you're not feeling well?"

"I don't feel well anywhere, I want to vomit." She frowned and covered her mouth.

He immediately turned his head and said to Bang Tang who was sitting in the third row at the back, "Bang Tang, send your wife out."

Bontemps had just stood up when Abigail had passed out on Louis's shoulder.

The ceremony was interrupted, and Louis carried Abigail into the lounge next to the altar.It is usually where bishops and cardinals rest before giving liturgical sermons.

"Go to the imperial physician," Louie shouted.

But this is for a religious service, and no one would want to take a doctor with them at such a time.

Everyone panicked for a while, and in the end it was Austrian Anna who asked for a bottle of smelling salts.

Louie frantically uncapped the bottle of smelling salts and placed the mouth of the bottle under her nose.

The taste of smelling salts is indescribable, and its effect is extremely strong. As long as there is still breathing, it is guaranteed to make people wake up instantly.When Abigail woke up, she threw up several mouthfuls of acid water.

this stinks

"Abigail." Louie whispered her name worriedly.

Someone on the side handed a warm hand towel, and Louis took the towel and wiped her mouth.

The author has something to say that the taste of smelling salts is said to be "100 times concentrated stinky feces", which is scary when you hear it.The raw material is ammonium carbonate crystals, which is volatile ammonia gas.Ammonia inhalation stimulates breath-holding, an avoidance response, and subsequent deep breathing is a secondary compensatory response to the breath-holding response.It is said that smelling salts and Chinese pinching are both "magic techniques". You think people who wake up with smelling salts or pinching are all awake by themselves. ,,