Flowers, Swords and France

"Sir, please remember that you are the only one left for me..."

Until his sister ran away, this sentence still echoed in Charles' ears, making him unforgettable for a long time.

This is true to some extent.

Now everything she has, her original relatives, her true life hidden in the shadows, have all been resolutely abandoned by her. Apart from herself, there is no one to rely on.

He watched this child grow up, little by little from a little girl to a charming beauty, but in his heart, the desire to protect her has never faded.

In his heart, he loves his sister and has a strange sense of pride.

"Yes, in the future, only I can protect her, just like in the past - what's wrong? I was able to protect her in the past, and I will definitely be able to do it in the future." He said to himself secretly.

Even if she has done so many stupid things, at least she respects me and loves me, and I can't leave her alone.

In the dim twilight, he tidied up his wrinkled clothes, and then walked back to the mansion with his head held high.

Compared to the heaviness in his heart, Fran was much happier, and could even be said to be almost cheering. After entering the mansion and making sure that her brother could no longer see her back, she even walked a lot faster without realizing it.

Although there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, a smile had already appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Yes, although everything was not perfect, the final result was still in line with her heart after all - the princess did not understand her painstaking efforts, and then chose to break up with her, which was indeed painful, but at least this result aroused a sense of love and protection in her brother's heart, which was a great comfort.

Just now, she had clearly felt the love in her brother's eyes, which was so intoxicating.

Her face was still flushed, her whole body seemed a little hot, and even her steps were much lighter.

With the painting in her hand, she walked up the stairs step by step, ready to go to her room to rest.

However, just as she stepped onto the second floor, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge - but it was completely ineffective.

Her neck was pinched heavily from behind.

Who dares to attack me here? Fran was rarely panicked, because this seemed too incredible.

In an instant, her brain almost stopped working, her whole body froze, and the painting in her hand fell to the ground.

The hand pinched from behind was very cold and did not tremble at all. It was like an ice cube sticking to her skin, but the skin of the hand seemed very smooth, and the knuckles were not rough.

This was a woman's hand. Fran quickly figured out the real situation - here, she was the only one who dared to do this to herself.

"What... what do you want to do?" She asked with difficulty while panting.

"Nothing, I just want to talk to you, talk about some more important things." As expected, a stern but tactful voice sounded behind her.

"You are my aunt, my elder. If you want to talk to me, just say it casually. Why do you have to do this?" Fran asked in confusion, struggling to raise her head.

However, the hand on her neck did not loosen, still tightly clasped around her neck, as if it were cast in iron.

"I dare not regard myself as your elder. We all know some things, so I don't need to say more." Agnes looked at her niece who was bending over in front of her without any emotion. "Now I think that in order to show my respect for you, I can't be too polite to you. Okay, let's go, don't try to shout, it's not good for both of us, some things we should solve alone."

She forcibly grabbed Fran's neck and dragged her to a room next door. Fran endured the pain, did not shout for help, but followed her in silently.

Only after she came in did Agnes let go of her hand, and then pushed her onto the sofa. Although the sofa was very soft, Fran was still hurt by the collision, but she gritted her teeth and endured it. She didn't beg for mercy or cry out in pain, but struggled to sit up again, then tidied her clothes and looked at the other person without fear.

"I... I don't understand why you treat me like this."

"Don't you understand?" Agnes looked at her with a little sarcasm, "I think you should understand - child, since you were a child, has no one told you that everything should be done in moderation, and there are some things that people must never do?"

"I haven't received similar teachings." Fran said without flinching. "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You are really tough." Agnes sneered, "Well, let me teach you. Miss Treville, you are about to turn 20 years old, right? At this age, you should be considered an adult. You should understand that not everyone in this world can do whatever they want, even if her last name is Treville. Yes, you are beautiful, loved, and smart... But these are not reasons for you to be reckless and fearless. You can't seduce your brother."

"I didn't do that." Fran denied subconsciously, and then she laughed. "I think you heard some rumors that slandered us from somewhere. Please don't believe them. These are just shameless attacks made up by my brother's opponents after their failure."

"Stop talking like that, miss." Agnes was unmoved and still looked at the other party sternly, "I am a woman, and I have been used to the romantic masks in social circles, so Even though you can perform so superbly, even though you can be said to be one of the cutest women I have ever seen, I can still see the soul hidden under the beauty. You can't deceive me, and you shouldn't. Use boring words to deceive me."

"I...I don't understand what you mean." Fran shook a little uneasily, looking very innocent.

"I believe my eyes more than your words." Agnes still sneered, "Someone told me before that I choose to be suspicious and I don't intend to wrong anyone, but now - I have seen the truth. , the complete truth, your behavior just now is seduction, is there any other element? We are all women, I don’t think you will say anything stupid to make people laugh, right?”

Such a severe scolding left Fran speechless for a moment. The brown eyes opposite her were so deep and determined that she felt as if there was no point in trying to defend herself. She was right, she was doing it, and she didn't take it too seriously.

Since there was no point in defending anymore, she simply remained silent and used silence to express her resistance.

"Are you exhausted? Don't you have anything to say?" Agnes looked at her coldly, "Very good, at least you are not stupid enough to say something stupid to waste everyone's time. So, now, please promise me Well, you will never do such a stupid thing again. If you say so, I can spare you today."

"Spare me...spare me..." Perhaps she was finally aroused, Fran couldn't help it anymore, she raised her head and glared at the other person, "Do I need your forgiveness and understanding? I don't intend to interfere. Whatever you do, you have no right to interfere with me! What my brother and I want to do is our private matter and it’s not anyone else’s turn to take care of it!”

After a breathless moment, she added in a hiss. "I don't need you to teach me, and I don't need you to tell me what to do!"

"It's this kind of attitude that makes people annoying... Young people nowadays don't understand the ways of the world. No wonder they are all so arrogant..." Agnes raised her head, then suddenly walked in front of her, and then again He reached out and grabbed her neck, forcing her down again, and his face sank deeply into the soft cushion.

Because of the stuffiness, Fran struggled violently, but to no avail, unable to break away from the other party's hand. She felt very uncomfortable, as if her lungs were on fire, and she kept whining, but it did not arouse the other party's sympathy.

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It wasn't until a moment later that Agnes lifted her neck up, and then she could breath in the air greedily and get rid of the suffocation.

"Logically speaking, I don't want to meddle in other people's private affairs, nor am I in the mood to do so. I'm not interested in educating outsiders like you... However, you shouldn't seduce my nephew after all, because you know what this will cause. The consequences, aren't they?" Agnes's words were as vague as if they were coming from the horizon. "You will put him into a very bad situation. If you are not careful, you will ruin your reputation and destroy everything he has worked so hard to achieve. With your mind, don't you know such a danger? And even if you are Knowing the consequences, I still did it... Do you think I am too harsh on you like this? "

"So what! So what!" After her breathing became clear again, Fran shouted out, almost startling Agnes.

She blushed and looked at Agnes angrily, "Doesn't this kind of danger make the relationship between us more precious? Doesn't it make us cherish it more? I... don't think What did I do wrong? I want to pursue my love. I want to be with the person I love. I am willing to give up everything for this life! Yes, I love him, I love him more than anyone else. I am not afraid to tell you at all, and I don’t feel any need to be ashamed! Come with a righteous expression, because it just makes me feel ridiculous!”

"Love...what a wonderful word." After she finished shouting, Agnes finally came back to her senses, "You...you just think of this as a reason to put everyone in danger? You just think of this as a reason to put everyone in danger." Do you have any excuse for being willful? Have you ever thought about others and your relatives?”

"No...no, not at all!" Fran yelled in reply, and her long blond hair spread out, "Why should I miss you? Why should I care about you? What have you done to me...?" I have been abandoned by my parents since I was born. They did it for themselves I would rather disappear than my grandpa! But when he heard that I might not be his granddaughter, he thought I was a burden and treated me like an outsider. He would rather exclude me from his heart. You all thought I was stupid! , they all thought I couldn’t see or think about anything. Are you here? As for those relatives... what do they mean? They have ignored me for so many years, and the most disgusting one only wants to take away the only precious thing from me, and you are doing your own thing? Jump out and use various excuses to stop me, as if you have What do you do to me? There is only one person who has stayed by my side since childhood and is willing to do whatever it takes to take care of me! Just disappear, just disappear for me!"

As she spoke, she shed tears unknowingly, "Do you think I'm hateful? Do you think I'm a monster? But why don't you think about how monsters are created? I only encountered love once in my life. Everywhere I go, I'm plagued by misfortune, disliked and hated by others. , those self-proclaimed friends either look down on me, or are secretly jealous of me, hate me, and hate me for being prettier and better looking than them. For this reason, they cursed me, and they thought I was disguised so well that I couldn’t see it! But I can see, I've seen mountains of malice , the evil people I have seen are never inferior to you! It’s just that they all wrap themselves in silk and arm themselves with smiles... There is only one person who loves me wholeheartedly, and I am connected by a single thin thread. Between earth and heaven, where were you then? At that time...you told me that this thread was destined not to belong to me, and asked me to watch this thread being cut off, and let me sink into the bottomless mud...don't even think about it! I would rather die! Let go, why can’t you pursue your own happiness?”

Agnes stood quietly, watching the other party answer. Even if it is crying, even if it is full of hatred, the voice sounds so gentle.

"You are the most selfish and careless person I have ever seen, and you are also the best at disguising yourself. Look, what a cold heart you have. You won't tremble even if you see ten thousand people die...Why? Why does such a soul have such a beautiful face to cover it up? What a cruel joke God has made..." After the movie. After a moment, she spoke coldly, "You said you have no happiness? Do you know how many people are living in purgatory? I know you won't look at them, but I can tell you that whether in France or in me In the countries I have traveled to, there are many people, countless people, who have never enjoyed anything you regard as normal from birth to death. They are hungry and cold, and they have been robbed and exploited. People are enslaved and die like flies in the end. No one cares about you and no one cares about you. Then you say you are unhappy! You say you have only one way to heaven, but with your appearance and surname, there will be no one who loves you and is willing to do it. Take care of your talents? No...you have happiness, and you can find a way to continue to be happy, but you don't want to find it. You would rather indulge in your evil desires and be satisfied. All your willful and wild thoughts! You tell yourself over and over that you can only do this, but you are wrong. It’s not that you can only do this, but that you just want to do this. You don’t want to let everyone go and let yourself go. I want to satisfy my most despicable desires! I thought you were not Edgar’s daughter, but now I believe it, how could you not have such blood!”

"What does it have to do with me that others are dying like flies? It's not me who caused the world to become like this. I always want to ask God why he let the world become like this, so that it is filled with malice!" Although it was said For this reason, Fran still refused to give in, "You can call me evil, call me despicable...Okay, you can use any words to describe me, but you can never belittle my love. I only love this one person, and And it will never change again. There are many young talents in the world, and some are princes and nobles. I know, but what does this have to do with me? They are just dust in my eyes! Even if the emperor of Austria comes to propose to me, I will only kick him away! No one is as good as my brother, and I am the only one who is most worthy of him! I don’t need you to teach us how to do it, because you have no qualifications and no right to obstruct it! us!"

"No rights? Let me tell you, I have rights. Not only do I have rights, but other people also have rights." Agnes walked up to her again, "And I want to tell you unequivocally that your so-called love is just despicable. It’s just your desires and the excuses you use to decorate these desires!”

"I don't give you the right to judge me, Miss." Fran sneered, "You have never experienced love, so you are jealous of others who have. I can forgive you for this."

"This kind of ridicule can make people feel your true appearance...Look, isn't this much more honest? I told you that you don't need to disguise yourself in front of me." Agnes sneered, and then pinched her neck again , pressed her hard into the cushion, "Thankfully I don't have this kind of love like you, otherwise God knows what kind of punishment I would inflict on myself."

Flan kept coughing because of suffocation, but she still did not beg for mercy, nor did she even flinch.

"Either you kill me here, or you put me back as I am, hahahaha!" In extreme pain, she laughed, "Hahahaha, if I beg you for mercy, then I lose, how about I live in seclusion and never see my brother again? Hahaha! You can try it! Hahaha!"

After this torture lasted for a long time, seeing that if she continued to torture, she would really cause a murder, Agnes had to stop. To be honest, she was a little surprised by the determination of her niece. She had been traveling outside for many years, and she didn't know how many torture scenes she had seen, and she didn't know how many times she had executed them. It must be said that many men's performance could not compare to hers.

"Why are there such people in the world?" Agnes withdrew her hand, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her hands, and looked at Fran with disgust, "Because of the existence of people like you, the world has become like this."

"But... we will always win, because... because we... except for winning, we have no other way to go." Fran replied in a low voice with a strange smile. "Yes, we just want to win. The more you curse, the more we want to win! To win! To win!"

Then, accompanied by a self-talk like a spell, she fell asleep.

Looking at Miss Treville who fainted on the sofa, Agnes actually felt that she didn't know what to do. This feeling is very rare for her, because she seems to be a determined person, as long as she sets a goal, she will stick to it without hesitation.

But for her, it seems that there is no better way. She seems to be just as she said, either die or stick to it to the end.

"Charles, this is your own fault. You'll have to figure out how this ends. Don't let me down." After an unknown amount of time, Agnes wrote a note and threw it next to Fran, then left the mansion on her own. (~^~)