The Happy Life of a Duchess

Morgana wondered in her heart, but it was just a fleeting thought, and any weird thoughts quickly dissipated. She really didn't have any doubts in this regard.

It's not like her brother Armand, who she knows a little bit of the truth, feels like an overturned palette in his heart at this moment, with all kinds of feelings entrenched in his heart, making it difficult for him to express what he feels at this time.

Adele smiled at Mr. Duval's words.

Maybe this gentleman hasn't realized that they just met yesterday. To put it bluntly, there should be only half a day's gap between them.

After all, we separated before the early hours of the morning, and then saw each other again in the evening.

"Did you just get back from work?"

"Yes." Mr. Duval nodded, "It just happened to go well, so we came here."

Adele doesn't know where he works, but the working place of government officials, apart from the palace where His Majesty the King is, is also a dedicated office building, and sometimes they go to the parliament.

But an official at the level of Mr. Duval, to be precise, does not need to punch in the office every day. Besides, the French are not always keen on work, and it is rare for them to work from dawn to dusk. Is more flexible, but at other times, there will be more equally important social work to do.

"In that case..."

Mr. Duval's eyes stayed on the girls for a while, and finally his eyes fell on his son Armand.

After being slightly stunned, Armand finally understood his father's meaning again.

"Miss Hugo, shall I take you back?" He turned his head to look at Leopoldina Hugo, she happened to be standing with Morgana, and Adele was alone, walking in the middle of the front row position, at this moment it was Mr. Duval.

It sounds like this suggestion is very natural. Although it is "send off" in name, in fact, several girls present have their own carriages, which is more like an "escort".

It is not necessary, but if there is, it is just that the gentleman who is willing to escort is more gentlemanly, and the lady is also very attractive or the relationship between the two is very close.

Leo's family also arranged a carriage to pick her up, but she and Morgana could also have a conversation together.

And Adele was undoubtedly escorted by Mr. Duval, as had happened before.

Leo hesitated for a moment, then nodded yes.

She had a pleasant chat today—Mr. Becker was busy talking to Adele, while she was chatting with Mr. Fitch, who was traveling with him. This time, Mr. Fitch shared his experience as a traveling merchant in Russia, and Leo I'm getting more and more curious.

"Then, I'll leave it to you."

Leo responded with a smile, and Armand naturally showed a trustworthy smile.

He glanced slightly at Adele, who was smiling and couldn't see any mental activity, and his father, who also looked very polite and upright. He just sighed a little in his heart, but he could probably feel that at least his father was very happy with this arrangement. satisfied.

"please allow me--"

Mr. Duval was willing to be the coachman who helped Adele into the carriage, and Adele naturally smiled and got into the carriage with his help.

The two looked at each other through the car window, then he nodded and got into another carriage of his own.

Duval added two carriages, one for his side and one for Armand and Morgana.

Two carriages are basically enough for their family, a large carriage drawn by four horses, and a slightly smaller one with two horses, and does not require horses to pay other labor activities. If it is in the countryside, naturally the farm also has carriage arrangements. with.

In Paris, two carriages are enough.

The Duval family has a small population. Mr. Duval, who is the head of the family, may have a car for various travel needs.

Sometimes the two carriages will be mixed, and when it is time to get on the carriage, whichever is available will be used.

However, this is also temporary, and it is not unaffordable to add vehicles and horses later.

After all, they have only been in Paris for less than half a year, and things are added as they get used to them.

Of course, this is all without a hostess.

With a hostess, there will naturally be more wives in the family to socialize, and all kinds of things will be added.

Just like in Adele's house, many things had to be abandoned because there was no hostess. Although Adele was the only daughter, she was single, and it was impossible to skip over to do orders and socialize.

The carriage drove forward, and Adele sat in the car, feeling at ease and calm.

"Why did you stop?"

After walking for a while, there was a bit of noise on the street, and the carriage stopped. Adele regained consciousness in an instant, frowning slightly.

The carriage that Mr. Duval was in was in front, the one in front stopped first, and the carriage behind naturally followed.

"I gonna go see."

The coachman apologized to her, then got out of the car to ask about the situation.

After about a few minutes, Adele looked at her pocket watch and fanned it there.

Her own carriage is an open-top style, but when she went out today, she felt that the sun was very strong, so she changed to an ordinary carriage to travel, but now she felt stuffy instead, even with the windows open, there was no wind, and it was stuffy when she stopped Terribly.

"Miss Adele."

Mr. Duval stood by the window.

"What happened?"

She wanted to get off the carriage, but was stopped by his gestures.

"There seems to be an accident ahead?"

"What accident?"

"It seems that the carriages of the two families collided, and then they quarreled in the street..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Duval was also a little speechless.

"What a big temper, is this summer?" Adele chuckled, fanning more frequently on purpose, as if the wind brought by the hand was stronger, "Is it hot when you stand outside?"

"No." Mr. Duval shook his head with a gentle smile on his face.

Adele observed carefully, and was surprised to find that he was indeed not hot, and he was wearing a heavy-looking hat, wearing white gloves and holding on to a cane. The handle of the stick seemed to be patterned with rose flowers.

"I envy you." She smiled immediately.

"So it's because of a car accident between the two families that blocked all the ones behind?"

"Well," he nodded, and explained, "if you don't mind, we might have to take a little detour."

"That's right, this is the smoothest and shortest way back to Provence Street, but they blocked this main road..." Adele was a little speechless in her heart, "Which two companies are these, so careless?"

"..." He paused for a moment, and then showed a faint and subtle smile, "On one side is the carriage of Barry's family."

Adele turned her gaze to Mr. Duval's face, trying to find some other content from his expression that didn't show any emotion.

But unfortunately, she didn't succeed. This gentleman definitely has his own unique experience in hiding his emotions——

Just as he can easily use his demeanor to imply another meaning.

"Okay, okay, this is really..." Adele couldn't hold back the smile on her face at first, but before the last words blurted out, she forced herself to turn around again.

"Hey, it's really regrettable." She played her fan very happily, "I think it will spread around in two days, and I don't know how many people are delayed by such a traffic jam today."

"Okay, my lady, we should go back."

Mr. Duval smiled with her, and the two exchanged a look with a smile. Anyway, the servant who inquired about the news had already been dispatched. Besides, it is impossible for no one to talk about such a big matter.

As said, the easiest road was blocked, and I don't know why there were quite a lot of carriages that day.

So they took a different road, and the road here was not as wide as the main road, and the soil on the road was not very smooth. I don't know what happened before, and stones fell all the way on the ground.

This road is not as easy as others.

Adele was still in a happy mood of going to a theater on her own side, but after being bumped for a short distance, she was not in a very good mood.

Originally, I went directly from the house of Auguste-sur-Rhine to the streets of Provence, and crossed the streets to Bailu Manor. It took a total of two to three 10 minutes of carriage time, and it passed after a while on the road, but now I just changed lanes and took a detour from the side road. After walking a little bit, after four or ten minutes passed, they were still halfway up, and hadn't reached Provence Street yet.

Adele couldn't help but feel a little more irritable when she fanned the fan.

She didn't eat anything at the salon today, because it was inconvenient to go to the toilet, and she didn't even drink much tea. She only ate a few biscuits. She was looking forward to having some snacks when she went home, and then eating a delicious portion A rich seafood risotto, and now she's hungry and empty.

At this moment, the carriage thumped, trembled suddenly, and stopped.

Adele supported the back of the chair and stabilized her body. Fortunately, she was sitting upright and stable, and she didn't knock down because of this sudden change.

"what happened?"

She didn't get out of the car immediately, but just shouted at the driver, who immediately got out of the car to check.

"Miss, there seems to be something wrong with the wheel..."

"Is it stuck?" Adele's expression was slightly confused, and there was a bit of annoyance in it.

It is a relatively common problem for the carriage to get stuck. Generally speaking, it is enough to pull the carriage out of the stuck place.

The ladies sitting inside often don't even need to get out of the carriage, they just wait for the problem to be resolved-for women.

"No, it seems not."

The coachman shouted.

The carriage in front also noticed the problem behind.

After parking the car, Mr. Duval came down first.

"It's a restless evening."

Adele couldn't laugh or cry, opened the window to talk to him, and made fun of herself.

"Looks like there's something wrong with the wheel, maybe something's stuck in it, or something..."

He opened the car door and took her out.

"You look a little tired." His expression was full of concern.

"Actually, I'm a little hungry." She whispered in his ear, with a bit of intimacy.

Except for the coachman who was dealing with the wheel problem, there was no one else around.

The path here is really a path, Adele has never walked it before, and the building is not far away, so it doesn't look very lively.

Mr. Duval took something from his pocket and put it in her palm.

"Fortunately, I brought candy?"

When the toffee was stuffed in the palm of her hand, Adele didn't hide the surprise on her face.

"You still carry this with you?"

"It's really a coincidence." He smiled, and Adele couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

"But I noticed that your taste is a bit sweet, especially when you drink tea and snacks. It's okay for dinner, but for afternoon tea..."

"It sounds like you've been watching me secretly for a long time."

Adele sighed while taking a candy packed in a folded handkerchief separated by a clean greaseproof paper.

"As for the established facts," he put his hands behind his back, looking very upright, "it's hard to refute even if I speak eloquently."

"But why do I feel that you don't seem to refute me at all?"

Adele squinted at him, with a bit of teasing, the smell of goat's milk permeated in her mouth, the sweetness was not too heavy, but the milky smell was very positive, even if she was hungry, " Eat it" made her feel strangely satisfied.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, like a cat that has eaten fish, immersed in the delicious taste.

Seeing this, the smile on Duval's face deepened a bit.

"Of course I don't want to refute you." He leaned slightly and whispered in her ear.

"After all, what you said is the truth in my dull mind. What can I refute?"

"Then are you saying that my words are only worthy of being approved by dull people?" Adele couldn't suppress the smile on her face, she did it on purpose.

"It's a pity that the most people in this world are dull people - you have been approved by the vast majority of people." He didn't panic at all, and he didn't mind her deliberate "targeting".

"And I am not just such an 'ordinary person'... What I am a little more than them is that I still have a little way to curry favor with intelligent ladies who have insight. If this little cleverness is appreciated, then I It’s not like a completely stupid ordinary person.”

"Then, this young lady has not only conquered the dull ordinary person, but also 'captured' the slightly smarter not-so-ordinary person."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Adele nodded and ate another toffee.

"I now believe that you are definitely not a fool. After all, only 'Mr. Smart' knows how to please his sweetheart."

"Sweetheart." Mr. Duval thought about this word in his heart, but felt that the sweet taste could not be stopped, so that when he spoke, the smile on his face could not be suppressed at all.

"Then may I take the liberty to ask—" Adele understood before he finished speaking.

"As you can see," Adele spread her hands with a smile, "I can't say 'no' to you and your cleverness."

"For example?" Mr. Duval didn't seem to understand again, as if he really didn't do anything to get Adele's love, or maybe she wanted Adele to say something, just like Adele before Er deliberately made things difficult for him.

My own carriage is broken, and it seems that it will not be repaired in a while.

Mr. Duval has sent someone to find a familiar professional horse repairer. It will take some time for Adele to go back in Mr. Duval's carriage directly, or to go back in her own carriage after the repair is completed.

"I like this candy very much."

Adele turned around and went to his family's carriage.

Mr. Duval smiled helplessly and shook his head behind him.

It is this kind of "embarrassed" look that is also full of connivance.