Flowers, Swords and France

Walking under the morning glow and golden sunshine, Albert de Foua Grail arrived at the residence of the Marquis de Treville to visit him. His pace was neither fast nor slow, vigorous and vigorous. Although he looks thin and frail on the outside, years of exercise have actually made him very muscular and energetic.

After arriving at the Marquis's house, the old concierge went in to announce the news, and then came back soon to report that the young master invited him in.

He smiled, then walked in gracefully, slender fingers not forgetting to wave the thin rattan cane in his hand to politely salute the old concierge.

Just as he walked into the front hall, a blond girl wearing a plain white dress and buns on both sides came out of the restaurant. She looked slightly surprised when she saw the sudden appearance of the outsider.

"Are you...?" Fran frowned, feeling as if she had seen the young man in front of her before somewhere.

Albert smiled and bowed deeply, looking humorous and interesting.

"Miss Treville, I haven't seen you for so long, you have really forgotten me. I am your brother's old friend..."

With gray-blue eyes, slender eyebrows, a perfect oval face, and gray curly hair inherited from his family, coupled with a snow-white complexion and a witty smile, the young man perfectly demonstrates what it means to be a contemporary swinger. .

This smile made Fran couldn't help but laugh too.

"Oh, I remembered, you are Mr. de Fua-Gray!"

When Charles and Albert were teenagers, and even when they were in middle school together, Albert often came to visit the Marquis of Treville. It was only because he had lived the life of a prodigal in the past two years that he stopped visiting. Therefore, although Fran did not recognize him for a moment, she soon remembered the identity of the visitor.

Albert raised his eyebrows.

"It's an honor to remind you of my name."

Fran also bowed and saluted.

"You came to see my brother for something, right? He has just finished breakfast, so you go to work first, I have to go to school. Goodbye."

Fran turned and left.

"Goodbye." Albert waved exaggeratedly towards Fran as he left.

"Albert!" Charles exclaimed behind him. Then someone slapped him hard on the shoulder, "You're finally back, great!"

Albert turned around and patted Charles on the shoulder as well.

"Now you have to reward me well. Being in that country makes me go crazy!"

"No problem, I'll treat you to a good time when the time comes." Charles agreed immediately, then lowered his voice, "Shall we go to my room to have a chat first?"

"OK."

As soon as he entered his study, Ciel's face immediately became serious.

"Albert, how are you doing with the couple?"

"Not very good." Albert lightly shrugged, "It was fine at first, but the second young lady Matilda came to visit two days ago, but her sister cried for a long time that day, and they didn't know how to talk about it later. We left for Paris the next day. I saw that Lucien looked very unhappy, so I didn’t have the nerve to ask. Charles, was it you who revealed the address to Matilda? "

"Yes, that's what I told her." Ciel nodded and admitted, then frowned. "I didn't expect them to be so fast."

"Can you tell me what happened?" asked Albert in a low voice.

Ciel told his friends everything he knew about the Dillion family.

After listening, Albert finally understood. "In other words, the Lord Chancellor's Seal and his family are planning to speculate in many places, and then use this grandson-in-law to protect themselves?"

"Yes." Charles replied in a low voice, "They will choose to side with the winner just like they did back then. It's just that they don't know who will be the winner yet, so they are still waiting and watching."

"This is a good opportunity anyway." Albert laughed. "We can make a profit from it."

"Of course." Charles sighed softly and looked at Albert, "My friend, it's great that you can come back at this time. I am in need of a trustworthy helper."

"I hope I can help." Albert just responded with a nonchalant smile.

"Now is a critical moment, we have to hurry up." Charles still frowned, and then waved his hand gently. "I feel that the investment we made in Leflair before can get more returns than expected. Now that the Dilion family has called him back and recognized him, they must be serious about him. The addition of support means that... he will definitely be very useful in the future, so we have to make good friends with him during this period. "

"That's no problem. I stayed with him during this period and got along well with him. I can see that he is also very dissatisfied with this dynasty. Once he has the opportunity, he should make the right choice." Al Bei replied thoughtfully, and then suddenly looked at Ciel, "Ciel, what happened to you today? What happened recently?"

Years of interaction made him keenly aware that Ciel at this moment was somewhat different from before. He had become much sharper and harsher, not as gentle as before.

"Nothing." His friend smiled lightly and avoided his question.

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At this moment, the residence of Earl Diliion is also filled with uneasy clouds.

Before daybreak, the carriage of the second lady of the Earl's Mansion rushed in from outside and stopped at the deep end of the mansion.

The eldest lady of the Earl's Mansion returned to the mansion that left her with countless memories with her lover in a way that they had never imagined before.

The servants had been dispersed beforehand, and only Matilda walked into the small side hall with her sister and future brother-in-law.

Viscount Dillion had already been waiting in front of the fireplace, and the current Minister of the Seal was lying in a rocking chair next to him, seeming to be half asleep and half awake.

Julie squeezed her lover's hand, and then the two looked at each other and walked in fearlessly. Matilda followed in and carefully closed the door.

The father kept staring at his eldest daughter, with a very complicated expression on his face - both concern and heartache, and a hint of blame.

"You're back? How are you doing recently."

Julie smiled. "Yes, father. I have been happier than ever before..."

"Happy..." The father smiled bitterly, then shook his head helplessly. "Okay, as long as you are happy." Then he looked at the young man next to him. "Mr. Leflair, you have won. My love for my daughter has overcome my hatred for you. Since Julie has chosen you, I can only accept her choice."

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Lucien's face was a little pale due to fatigue and entanglement. He stayed for a moment, and then finally bowed to the Viscount. "Thank you for your consent. I will take good care of Julie for the rest of her life."

Julie held her lover's hand again, tears welling up in her eyes.

This marriage, which had gone through many twists and turns, after countless efforts and hardships, finally settled with this ceremony.

Matilda smiled lightly beside him, her eyes flickering under the glasses. It seemed that she also had quite a lot of thoughts in her mind.

"I think Matilda has told you?" As if to end the conversation quickly, the Viscount did not say any more polite words and went straight to the point. "We are facing a crisis now. Since you are going to marry my daughter, I think we are also qualified to ask you for some help. Moreover, we will give Julie a dowry as originally planned, and it will not be reduced by half because she chose you..."

"I will, I will help you." Lucien interrupted him. After his lover's persuasion for a whole night, he finally agreed to come back together and contribute to the protection of his lover's family. "I will not watch Julie's father and grandfather fall into the bloody storm. As long as I have the ability, I will definitely do my best to help. This is not because of the dowry you gave, but because you are her closest relatives."

"Even so, you should let your sister enjoy the life she should have enjoyed. That is what she deserves." Matilda suddenly interrupted.

"I am already very happy..." Julie also interrupted. "Dad, I don't need you to give me anything else..."

"Young people who are blinded by love don't know what love is at all!" The Viscount sighed, looking a little haggard because of the hard work of many days, "Well, one day you will find that love is not everything in life. Come to Dad to get the money, Dad will not laugh at you at that time."

Then he looked at Lucien again.

"Mr. Leflair, since you already know the whole story, I will tell you directly. Your military status will be restored, and my father has also found a position for you from the Minister of War. You can be a company commander in the garrison. I have read your previous resume, and the records on it show that you are an excellent officer. It shouldn't be a big problem for you to manage this company of people? Although time is tight, you don't have to be afraid of spending money on this. We can afford it. You just need to make friends with your subordinates and other officers with all your heart, which is very important to us."

Lucien nodded. Although he didn't like Viscount Dillion, he was still a little happy to be able to return to the familiar army and become an officer again. "I will, thank you."

"You're welcome, we're a family now." The Viscount smiled reluctantly, "There's no need to be so polite...haha..."

He laughed dryly a few times, but found that no one laughed with him.

Dad is really something! Matilda shook her head secretly in her heart, and then she spoke.

"Sister, please forgive us for not being able to let you hold the wedding directly at the moment, because the time is not right now. As for Mr. Leflair, please cooperate first, and tell others that you inherited a large inheritance from an uncle, and then spent a lot of money to open up connections with the army..."

"Okay." Lucien nodded.

Then they talked about some other precautions, which took a long time to finish. After the discussion, the Viscount ordered his trusted servant to send his daughter and future son-in-law to a small apartment he had secretly purchased, and then kissed his eldest daughter on the cheek and sent her out of the mansion.

Looking at her sister's departing back, Matilda sighed, "It's finally over..."

"No, it's just beginning, Matilda." The old man on the rocking chair replied softly.

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