Flowers, Swords and France

After leaving Laura's room, Charles returned to the Baron's study. Baron de Bovan had explained everything, so although he still scolded him, he did not make things difficult for him and quickly let him go home.

If Laura had not pointed out her father's thoughts, Charles would have felt a little guilty about him, but after Laura's words, Charles felt a little embarrassed.

With this rather complicated mood, he and the Baron said nothing more and left the Baron's mansion.

Until he closed his eyes and rested in the carriage, he was still thinking about his experience in the Baron's house just now.

There is no doubt that everything today was beyond his expectations. He had not made any preparations before, so even now he was still a little frightened.

However, he was more excited about his new discovery - Laura's outburst in front of him not only did not scare him or make him feel disgusted, but touched his heart.

When he saw Laura confessing her feelings for the first time, he suddenly found that this arrogant and ruthless woman, this woman who had been destroyed by him several times, actually had some charm, at least she had touched his heart. It was also because of this that he made such a request in the end - if he was not really moved, he would not do that.

He knew that his words when he left had angered Laura, but from Laura's fierce reaction, he saw an opportunity instead - Laura wanted to get her father's recognition and truly inherit her father's family business, and he could help her do this.

After the child is born, maybe we can really continue this relationship in the future...

However, next time I should be gentler and let her not suffer so much. He thought with expectation.

However, this expectation, when he returned to his home, was suddenly mixed with a trace of panic and guilt. At this time, he finally remembered that he was still a man with a wife and children after all.

Wanting to indulge himself, but feeling a little guilty in front of his wife after indulging himself, this is probably the commonality of every married man.

Because it was already evening, the lights in his mansion were on brightly, and it was as grand as usual.

Charlotte had returned from the wedding, had already had dinner, and was now playing with the children in the hall.

She had changed from the fluffy court dress she wore at the wedding to a home gauze dress, which perfectly set off her curves. Coupled with her bright golden hair, it was no wonder that she could rival Her Majesty the Queen herself at the wedding.

"Finally back?" After finding Charles back home, Charlotte looked up at him with a smile, "Grandpa said that you were called away by Baron de Bovan at the wedding. Did something big happen?"

"There were some minor problems, business problems. Because there were many issues involved, he took me back to have a deep discussion." Charles tried to make his expression not show any abnormality, "Fortunately, it's not a particularly big problem. After our discussion, the problem is now almost solved."

"Really? Congratulations." Charlotte still smiled and pinched her son's face, "But you have to be careful. That family is too smart and cunning. Maybe they are plotting something behind the scenes."

Hey, if you knew what they were plotting, how angry would you be? Charles suddenly thought.

"Well, I know. I won't let anyone manipulate me."

"Since you know, I won't say much. You haven't had dinner yet, have you?" Charlotte waved her hand, signaling the servants to bring the dishes. "I told the kitchen to heat up the dishes every quarter of an hour. Although the freshness is no longer preserved, it's still edible."

"Bring it up. I'm not picky." Charles spread his hands.

Then, Charles, who was already hungry, began to eat dinner. He wolfed it down at his seat, while Charlotte continued to play with her son. The little baby suddenly giggled under the caress of his mother, breaking the silence between the couple.

"This little guy is really not well-behaved!" Charlotte pretended to be angry and complained, "I think he will definitely be a naughty boy when he grows up."

"It's okay to be naughty. After all, he is a boy." Charles finally finished his dinner, then walked to the side of the mother and son with a dry laugh, and gently kneaded the child's face.

As the baron said, this is indeed a very cute child, with fair skin, blue eyes and soft and delicate features, just like a doll.

Moreover, because he is already nine months old, he has begun to speak. Although he can only say a few characters, he is indeed very cute.

When touching his son, Charles kept smiling, feeling the happiness of the continuation of his bloodline - he originally thought that he would not be the kind of person who was easily moved by emotions, and he did not believe that he would love his child so much after having a child, but when he really became a father, he found that the love of parents for their children is engraved in the genes, and people cannot help but succumb.

Child, you may not know that soon, you will have a younger brother or sister... This thought suddenly came to his mind, and then he felt mixed emotions.

"What's wrong? Your face suddenly looks so ugly?" Seeing his strange expression, Charlotte asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of scaring the child?"

"Ah...it's nothing." Ciel immediately retracted his hand. "I just thought of something else."

"It's hard to get close to your son, but you're always thinking about other things. Are you too careless?" Charlotte glanced at him, "Is your Excellency the minister so busy now?"

"Sorry...sorry..." Charles smiled bitterly and apologized repeatedly. Of course, Charlotte would not know what her husband was apologizing for.

"You stole the show at today's wedding ceremony and almost overshadowed Her Majesty the Queen. You are so beautiful." Ciel quickly changed the subject, "I'm afraid that Her Majesty the Queen is a little jealous of you. After all, women are always I hate it when someone steals my limelight.”

"Her Majesty the Queen is not that kind of person, she will not get angry over such a trivial matter." Charlotte spoke well of the Queen, "Besides, I don't want to steal her limelight."

"It seems you have a good impression of her?" Charles was a little surprised.

Charlotte had always looked down on the Bonaparte family, and was not very willing to become Her Majesty the Queen's lady-in-waiting, so Charles did not expect that she would actually speak well of the Queen to him today, which really surprised him.

"She is a kind-hearted person, and a real princess. She has the education and character that a princess should have, and can act like a real queen." Charlotte said calmly, and then glanced at Charles sideways, " Even if there is any guilt, it should not be borne by her.”

Ever since Princess Caroline came to the Royal Palace in Paris and prepared to marry Louis Bonaparte and become the Queen of the Empire, Charlotte, as a lady-in-waiting to Her Majesty the Queen, visited the palace many times and got acquainted with the future Queen.

Perhaps because of her royal bloodline, Charlotte looked at her differently, and Princess Caroline also admired her. The two quickly established a personal relationship, and Charlotte gradually changed her view of her. .

"I don't think it's a crime to invite her to be the Queen of France. On the contrary, I think it's an honor." Charles frowned slightly, "An honor that many people can only dream of - but not everyone has the opportunity. Becoming the Queen of the Empire.”

"She didn't come here happily." Charlotte disagreed. "In fact, it was you who seduced her and took advantage of her and her father's embarrassing situation..."

"If she doesn't want to come, she doesn't have to come. We didn't force her, nor did we kidnap her to come to Paris! In fact, she came here by herself in a carriage!" Charles was a little unhappy, "A person can't ask for a title. And honor, but also full dignity, especially when she comes from a poor family. "

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"Look, look, what a pretentious tone? But weren't you also from a poor family? Can't you have some empathy?" Because she was also angry, Charlotte sneered. stand up.

"Why should I have empathy for her? I have worked hard to get everything I have now, and I don't blame anyone." Charles waved his hand and gestured to the mansion he now owns, " Actually I think I did pretty well.”

"Yes, you did a good job, but that shouldn't be the reason for you to despise her. In fact, she has many difficulties and is not happy." Charlotte still refused to give in, "You talk about her Her tone makes people unable to feel the kind of respect they deserve. Don’t forget, she is your benefactor’s wife now!”

"I'll say it again, I don't think the royal family is so great that they can naturally climb on anyone's head, especially a defeated royal family." Ciel's brows became tighter and tighter, "Undoubtedly, I respect her. But I don’t pity her because it was her own choice.”

"You can think so, it seems right. But if you have this mentality, you will not be able to win the favor of Her Majesty the Queen, because you don't understand women at all." Charlotte did not give in, "Can't you Put yourself in the shoes of a nineteen-year-old child who is still ignorant of the world and has not received enough training since he was a child. He suddenly became the leader of an empire at the mercy of fate. Queen...won't she be nervous and in pain? What she needs now is comfort, encouragement, and diligent help. Only these can win her favor. He said coldly, "This It's your choice. Of course, this is true, but what's the point? It will only attract resentment. Don't forget, maybe you think you are her benefactor, but she may not think so. "

Then, she softened her tone slightly, picked up the glass of wine next to her and drank it directly, and then continued, "If this is the case, your plan will completely fail. Not only will she not become a friend who obeys your words, but she will also Become an enemy. Charles, so you have to change your mind. You are acting entirely with a man's logic, thinking only about interests, situations, gains and losses, but you want to win the favor of a woman!"

Ciel said nothing now.

Suddenly he felt that what Charlotte said seemed to make sense.

Charlotte is right, men and women think differently, so although in fact she is Her Majesty the Queen's benefactor and someone she should continue to repay and win over, Her Majesty the Queen may not think that way - in her case In her eyes, she was afraid that she might be regarded as the target of anger, because she felt that she was forced to come here.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Charles also slowed down.

"Treat yourself as a subject rather than a benefactor, Xia Er, at least we have to do this now. We treat her like a queen. She is weak and helpless now. She will be grateful to whoever helps her." Lott replied calmly, "I have laid some foundations. At least she has a good impression of me now. I hope you will not squander this good impression because of your arrogance. Really, you have to cooperate with me. "

Charles listened quietly until finally, he raised his head as if looking at a stranger.

"I think what you said makes sense."

"I'm not stupid to begin with." Charlotte smiled again. "Of course, I know you are not stupid, at least you can listen to what I say."

"But I really can't do it if I want to be humble to Her Majesty the Queen." Ciel shook his head slightly, "She has not shown the value that is worthy of me doing this, and... I don't have to do this."

"I'm not asking you to grovel, but you can't do nothing and wait quietly for her call. Don't forget that many people are begging to have a relationship with Her Majesty the Queen, waiting for her to become their ally." Charlotte replied, "In short, we can make her feel our sincerity in many ways, which is better than standing still. For example... we can ask her father to say good things for us. I think she cares about her father." of."

"I understand..." Ciel fell into deep thought again. "Okay, I'll do this next. After all, you still know women better."

Finally, he spread his hands.

"Okay, we won't talk about such serious issues today. It's getting late. You go and have a rest, Charlotte. It's already very late..."

Then he stretched out his hand and pinched the faces of his wife and son at the same time. "You go to the bedroom and wait for me. I will come back to accompany you after I finish handling the things at hand."

"Every time you do something that makes you feel guilty about me, you will be extra gentle to me. Is this an exception?" Charlotte asked, staring into Charles's eyes. "Char, I always feel that you are a little out of shape today."

"Of course this is your illusion." Charles laughed, then hugged his wife into his arms and kissed her cheek. "Okay, good night." (~^~)