Versailles Wild Rose

Rosalina was not surprised, but looked sad "I thought about it" but really didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Life is short, only a few decades, and it's a case of you living long enough. Maybe I get it"

Rosalina covered her mouth, "Don't say it"

She smiled, "So, just live as happy as possible. I am very happy now, and I have not wronged myself."

Rosalina was obviously not convinced, but she didn't say anything else, just nodded, "It's fine if you feel happy. If you're not happy, you already have money and a house, enough for you for many years."

This is true.If cash is not counted, she now has two residences in the city of Paris, a piece of land in the suburbs of Paris, a residence, a holiday villa, and two castles. Most of them are gifts from Louis. Gifts from the king will not be taken back unless you treason or die With no offspring, she can live a prosperous life just by relying on these houses.

Philip believed that the child belonged to him, and he was very responsible. He promised to give her 10 livres a year. After talking about it, she retired and didn't like to go out to socialize and have fun.

As for the future, well, a rich and beautiful young woman, don’t be too happy, okay? She can go to Holland to find Renio, or go to England, or go to Italy.She will only be 10 years old in 267 years, and she will still be a happy single young woman in the 21st century.

She was in a better mood and decided to get rid of the annoying little Spanish count quickly.

Abigail wrote a rather formal letter to Adrian, inviting him to meet in the chapel of the Sacred Heart Chapel.

Adrian was very happy to be so solemn. He specially put on the priest's uniform and went to the appointment on time in good spirits.

When he arrived at the chapel, he was surprised to see Abigail standing in front of the altar, surrounded by her maid Ansley, Philip who was watching, an old man in his fifties standing on the altar, and abigail's husband

He didn't understand what was going on, and looked puzzled.

"Count Lance, this is Father Aramis."

"Hello, priest." Adrian was puzzled.

"Hello, Count Lance."

"This is my husband, Captain d'Artagnan."

"Hello, Captain."

"Hello, Count Lance."

"Before you start" she didn't finish her words, Adrian hurriedly asked "start what?"

"Based on the difference between your and my understanding of my private life, let's start discussing why you meddle in my own business." Abigail smiled faintly, "Anything in the world can be solved with two sentences that have nothing to do with you and nothing to do with me. .”

What a rough word.Adrian frowned.

Philip Ansley was holding back his laughter.

"Alamis is the referee. I believe in his cultural and religious accomplishments." She smiled at Aramis, "But of course, this matter does not need a referee. Captain D'Artagnan is the crowd."

D'Artagnan looked at her helplessly and dotingly.

"You wrote me two letters. In both letters, your opinion is that everything I am doing is wrong and sinful. Why do you think so?"

"The church only recognizes a monogamous marriage between a man and a woman, and any relationship outside of marriage is immoral and contrary to teaching."

"Misunderstood. The church is not as binding as the government. The wedding ceremony needs a priest to officiate. The most important reason is that a witness is needed. If both parties to the marriage have no religious beliefs, can't they get married?"

"God loves all people, even if they don't believe in God."

"A wedding is just a ceremony, and the ceremony is not necessary. Putting aside the problem of procedure, why do you think I am wrong and you are right"

"What's not right is wrong."

Full marks for logic.Abigail thought for a while and said, "The definition of correctness itself is very vague. You can say that you are correct, and I can also say that I am correct. If you think my behavior is sinful, should you first look at it?" Who did my actions hurt, right? You have to have a victim, am I right?"

"Yes, you have hurt your husband." Adrian glanced at d'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan shook his head.

"Captain, have you been hurt by me?"

"No," replied d'Artagnan.

Adrian was quite surprised, "Don't you feel sad?"

"If I say I'm sad, it's because she and His Majesty can't really get married."

"You have hurt the princess of Spain."

"This question is even more strange. The princess has never met His Majesty, and it is impossible to fall in love with His Majesty now. How could I hurt her?"

This question stumped Adrian, he thought hard, "This is the right of the princess to be the queen in the future, and your existence will hurt her future interests."

"You are putting the cart before the horse. If your majesty does not need to marry the Spanish royal family, I may marry your majesty. I met your majesty first, and your majesty loves me now, so your princess hurts my interests. I never My legal wife is forced to become a mistress, who has seen my pain"

Adrian was stunned and what he said made sense.

"Even if you didn't hurt the princess or the captain, you still hurt public morals."

"Public Morality What is Public Morality? Isn't it just a rule of the game that powerful aristocratic men use to regulate aristocratic women and all other people who are not aristocratic? You come from an aristocratic family and you are a man. Don't you understand the so-called public morals? It has never been fixed and can be modified.”

He struggled a bit, "It's not that I can't control others, but I'm not that kind of man."

"So what you care about is not the unfixed public morality, but the moral baseline obtained by your standards, right? Then I don't understand. You know that the marriage of the nobles cannot be decided, and the monarch's consent must be obtained, that is to say , My marriage with the captain was approved by His Majesty. I can't decide who to marry, nor can I marry the person I want to marry. I am actually a victim of interests, but in your eyes, I have become a sinner, That's the funniest thing."

Adrian suddenly found himself unable to answer this logical question, and he froze.

Yes, she made mistakes, but there was a reason for every one of her mistakes, and some of them were even very reasonable.If Louis was an ordinary nobleman, Abigail would definitely marry him, and all problems would disappear.Her dilemma is that the king wants to marry the princess, but she is not a princess, and her status is not enough. No matter how much the king loves her, he can only make her his mistress.

omg so the cause of all this is on that goddamn king

He lowered his head and thought for a long time before saying sympathetically, "I can understand your pain now, but you can still leave the king, so that your plight and your sins will disappear. Think about it, I propose Is the solution to permanently solve your problem"

Abigail also accepted that the child still thought she was full of sin, but actually came up with a workable solution.

But

"You're wrong again. You have a premise that you haven't considered. I think this kind of life is pretty good. I don't need others to tell me what to do." She took a step forward, "If someone meddles in their own business and thinks they are moral Guard, or if you want to save me, please ask this ignorant gentleman to do his own housework first. I heard, Earl, that your father is often pissed off by you, a man who can't even do his son well. People, don’t even think about being the Messiah, it’s not convincing at all.”

Aramis felt sympathy for the young Spanish nobleman.He was complaining for his old friend d'Artagnan at the time, but it was just a hint.What is this child for? Is it because he loves her?

Young man, I am always confused about my true intentions.

Seeing Abigail walking away for a long time, the young master was still in a daze, so he pretended to cough, "Count Lance, do you want to stay or go back first?"

Adrian came back to his senses, and asked in a daze, "Father, do you think I was wrong?"

"You're not wrong, but you can't use your standards to measure your wife, and you can't try to restrain her. God loves the world, and God didn't let you force others."

"Ah" he yelled softly. "She should be perfect, but she's not perfect right now."

"What do you think she needs to be a perfect monk to become a nun?"

"It's not that I don't know, I just know that she is not perfect. I want to see her as a perfect flawless girl, not someone's mistress, royal mistress."

Abigail feels that today's little debate is well done, this kid must be deeply in self-doubt

An Sili admired her very much, "Madam, you are really amazing"

She had an "average" look on her face, and said modestly, "It's because he's too stupid. In fact, only one sentence is enough. You're too much in control."

Philip nodded repeatedly, "He took the wrong medicine."

"That's right, I just took the wrong medicine." She accidentally said this new phrase, and now it has quickly become a popular vocabulary in the Louvre.

As an aristocrat, you have been used to these things for a long time. You have been exposed to these gossips since you were a child, and you will not treat them as something unacceptable. That's why Adrian is the strange thing among them.

"It's not that he's not good, but he shouldn't ask others the same way he asks himself. It's annoying. The world is impossible to be uniform. It's impossible to seek common ground and not force others. Kind of polite. Like Louie doesn't like you getting too close to boys, but he never says, does he?"

The author has something to say that Adrian is not worthy of me, huh. ,,