Versailles Wild Rose

Abigail smiled.

It quickly turned from a chuckle to a big laugh, and laughed for a while.

He laughed so hard that he didn't know why, thinking hard whether there was something wrong with this sentence

"What are you laughing at?" He whispered.

As a result, she laughed for a long time after hearing this sentence.

He blushed, knowing that he had indeed said the wrong thing, but in his opinion, there was nothing wrong with it.

Women are so strange, they can laugh for a long time without any reason.

Abigail finally stopped laughing, and was about to speak when suddenly a burst of dense and rapid raindrops fell, hitting the ground with a "puff puff puff" sound.

It hurt to hit the face.

Adrian quickly took off his coat and covered her head.

Abigail pointed to the woods, and he understood, leading her to run under the tree.

The raindrops became more and more dense, quickly wetting the grass, and soon, a smell of mud rushed into the nostrils.

The dense branches and leaves in the woods block the raindrops.

Overhead is the sound of rushing raindrops beating the leaves.

The maid was sheltering from the rain not far away.

"You are half-Spanish," he said suddenly.

"Yes what's the matter"

"You don't want to go to Spain? You have an uncle who is our Spanish count, don't you?"

"Correct."

"Spain is not so cold. In summer, we can go to the beach. My family has a villa by the sea. You can swim in the sea. No one can see you."

She laughed again, "Adrian."

"Um"

"You go back to Madrid after the summer."

He lowered his head and rubbed his nose. "I don't want to go back yet."

"You are still too young, there are many things you have not experienced."

"But you are younger than me."

"I'm a woman, I don't need much life experience."

He looked at her suspiciously, "You seem to know a lot."

"Women always mature a little earlier than men."

"Do you want to leave France?"

She thought for a while, "Yes."

In fact, he never thought that she would answer "yes", and the words he had planned to persuade her could not be said for a while.

"However, not with you." She smiled. "Maybe I will go back to visit uncle with Claude and Rosalina and bring the children."

He thought this was the most likely.Who is he to her? Not a lover, not a husband, not a brother, how could she leave him.

He hesitated for a while, and took her hand, "You don't want to leave the king"

"I don't want to."

"Why why?" he cried sadly, "he doesn't love you at all. He has many mistresses, and you are just one of them. Maybe he gave you the title of royal mistress, but that's nothing. He can say abandon you. Abandoning you and you, you don't want to leave him, I don't understand, I don't understand"

"You're too young. You're not a woman, you don't understand."

"I understand" and now he forgot that a few seconds ago he shouted "I don't understand", "You are a vain woman and you are greedy for the money the king gives you"

"And the castle." She kindly reminded him.

"Yeah, and damn castles but I have castles, I'll have castles"

"That's the future. What can you give me now"

Adrian was stunned suddenly. It is true that he is a rich and titled castle, but that is all "the future". Now he relies on his father to have all this. Nothing is his own, and there is nothing that can really be given to her. Give some cash at most.The castle belongs to the family, and the title also belongs to the family. How could he be compared with a king?

He painfully realized that what she said was right, he could give her nothing.This realistic woman, this vain woman

He thought for a moment what a realistic and heartless woman she was, and for a moment he thought how happy he would be if she would drop everything and go with him

He vaguely felt the gap between reality and ideal, and also vaguely knew that he didn't have any favorable factors.

But how could this be his problem? It's all her fault.

He resented her weakness and selfishness, and blurted out "You only think about money and castles and you don't think about it. You are a woman and you can't get the love of a man. You are really stupid."

She was also very surprised, "I don't think about money and castles that really exist, why would I want empty love?" This is purely the thinking of feudal aristocratic bastards who don't worry about food and money.

"I thought you loved the king. You don't love him"

"You said that I only love money and castles. Why should I love him? It's strange what you said." What the hell is going on with this kid

"You are for the money and the castle" He thought there was nothing wrong with this logic, she only loved money and the castle, so she would not leave the king.She doesn't want love either, but she doesn't mind giving birth to a man she doesn't want to love What kind of weird woman is this

He was confused and felt that she seemed very unreasonable, but her attitude was so righteous that he began to wonder if he was the "weird" person.

He pursed his lips in displeasure.

Abigail threw his coat on the grass and wildflowers under the tree and stomped hard.

He looked at her with a good temper, "Are you angry?"

"No." She first pretended to be angry, and then smiled. "You are such an idiot"

She smiled kindly, with an expression on her face that said, "I don't care what you said."

The rain stopped, and stopped as quickly as it came, leaving only the dripping rain on the branches and leaves, and the green grass blades washed by the rain.

Abigail plucked a deep purple raspberry from a bush next to her and stuffed it into his mouth, "You think too much."

He also picked a raspberry and stuffed it into her mouth.

Raspberry is sweet and sour, it is the taste of summer.

Somebody ran out of the palace and ran right up to the woods, "Madame Madam"

Claure yelled out of breath.

"There's no need to run over in such a panic."

"It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty is coming"

"What's he doing here?" Abigail muttered. "Isn't he in Fontainebleau? I don't even remember what he looks like now."

Claire lowered her head and smiled secretly. "His Majesty asked where you were when he came. I said I didn't know, and I wanted to find out where you were. Your Majesty said, please go back quickly."

"You idiot, won't you say you can't find me?"

Claire was taken aback.

"If he wants to see me, he will come to me by himself." Can he see her if he wants to see her? The idea is too beautiful

"How should I report to His Majesty?"

"Just say" Abigail pretended to cough, "Your Majesty, the beautiful and lovely lady said that she would rather watch a squirrel fight than see you."

After thinking about it, I changed to another animal, "Or watch wild boars fight."

Claire held back her laughter and curtseyed, "Yes, ma'am."

The young king was talking to his mother.

There was no overnight feud between mother and son. Louis apologized to his mother, and Austrian Anna forgave him.Both mother and son tacitly mentioned neither the Bastille nor d'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan's current task is to protect the safety of Her Majesty the Queen Mother, and the Louvre has handed over the two deputy captains of the Royal Guard and the Musketeers.The king hated him, and he didn't have to hang out in the king's eyes.

Anna of Austria quickly had the boys brought in.

We haven't seen each other for half a month, and the boys seem to have grown up a bit.Louis teased the child for a while, successfully achieving the purpose of easing the atmosphere.

Claire came to report, saying that Madam did not want to come back, and asked His Majesty to move by himself.

Anna of Austria said, "You go to her, talk to her well, and don't quarrel again." Thinking of the two children having a big fight when nothing happened, and having a big fight when something happened, the mother began to have a headache.

"I promise I won't quarrel with her." Louis stood up and said goodbye to his mother.

"Who is Madam with?" Louis asked sternly as soon as he left the living room.

"The lady is with the Earl of Lance."

Louis frowned displeased, "Where?"

"Unbeknownst to me, in the west woods 15 minutes ago."

Louis snorted coldly, and loudly called for the horses to be prepared.

The horseshoes flew, bringing up grass and dirt.

The air after the rain is extraordinarily fresh, with a touch of coolness.The wind is blowing his long hair, he is eager to see that damn woman

She'd rather go and stay with some spanish boy than come back and see him, damn it

He was angry but felt an indescribable emotion, just like when Marie Mansigny was forced to leave Paris, it seemed that it was also a rainy day, and he still remembered how lost and sad he was when it was cloudy and rainy

Maybe it’s not the same thing, but that feeling of loss and pain seems to have never left him, just thinking about it makes his heart ache, it seems that life has no more fun, and there is no "future" in life .

But how can this happen to him, he's the king

He was angry and frustrated, heartbroken and flustered, so, after galloping to that damned Spanish boy, he raised his horsewhip and lashed him viciously.

Abigail screamed, "Adrian"

Louis hated his teeth and whipped him a few more times.

Adrian fell to the wet grass, moaning loudly.

Louis looked annoyed at the damn woman kneeling on the grass, sobbing and calling his name despite her skirt being stained by rain and mud.

He got off the horse and pointed at the Spanish boy with a whip, "A few whips won't kill you, get out of here."

"Crazy" Abigail glared at him.

"Am I crazy?" He was so angry that he wanted to whip her with a horsewhip, "I came to find you, but you are with another man?"

"Who am I with, you should tell me how many women you slept with when I was not in Fontainebleau"

"Fart you can't ask me, I think any number of women can, but you, you can't"

"Fart" Abigail became angry, "I told you before, if you sleep with other women, I will sleep with other men. I don't ask you to be faithful to me, and you have no right to ask me Shou chastity. I'm leaving you and taking the children to your king. Get out of here."

Louis was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say, say it again."

She wants to leave, she dares to leave

He was so angry that he just wanted to give her a good beating right now. He raised the whip but failed to drop it.

He waved his horsewhip wildly into the air, "How dare you say leave, well, get out, get out now" He was so angry that he wanted to whip the Spanish boy again, but Adrian had already got up and quickly blocked Abi In front of Gail.

The author has something to say about Abigail, it's raining, let's break up. ,,