Along with the Attorney General and Charles, Valentina's attention was drawn to the door, her timid gaze wandering, as if at a loss.

"Good afternoon, Valentina." In order to appease the nervous girl, Charles put on what he thought was the kindest smile, "Long time no see, you are more beautiful than before." ”

Of course, this is just a polite remark on the scene - his family and the Villefort family basically have no contact, they meet a few times a year on certain occasions, and there are not many opportunities to talk to each other, where does Charles remember if the other party has become pretty?

It's just that it seems that his words have had a little effect, and under the infection of his smile, Valentina's nervousness disappeared a lot, and although she didn't reply, she still reluctantly squeezed out a smile and nodded to Charles.

"Thanks, Charles, long time no see......"

The prosecutor did not pay attention to his daughter's mental state, he walked straight to the center of the room, and then stood next to the old man in the rocking chair.

The old man in the rocking chair, his hair already gray, was scattered on his head, and it was draped over his shoulders; The skin on his hands was also covered with various lines, and it looked like a wrinkled orange. Although he was wearing expensive clothes and covered with silk blankets, he didn't look much angry in his whole body.

However, judging from the clothes on his body and the utensils next to him, although he was lying on the chair like a zombie and had lost the ability to take care of everything, he was still carefully cared for by his family.

The only thing that distinguishes him from a dead man is his eyes, which are still very sharp, as if to remind people that there lie in them one of the illustrious widows of the Great Revolution and one of the most ardent supporters of Emperor Napoleon.

However, when the son walked to the side, the eyes that could burn flames were still looking at the painting on the fireplace, and they didn't even move their eyes, as if they had fallen into a state of stupor.

The Attorney General of Villefort was not unhappy by this, he had long been accustomed to being despised by his father.

It is not difficult for him to endure a father who has been paralyzed by a stroke and still despises him, after all, even if his father is paralyzed to his present state, it is still his talisman - as long as His Majesty the Emperor remembers the merits of his father, then he will remember the existence of Villefort, then he will have an extra layer of court favor, which will be of great help to the future.

Anyway, he doesn't have to take care of his father himself, and he can't see each other a few times a day, so why bother to take it to heart.

With a cold calm, he bent down slightly, and then leaned into his father's ear.

"Father, the Marquis of Treville has sent his grandson to visit you." He whispered, as if he was afraid of startling his father. "He was going to give a banquet to the Marquis of Saint-Meylan, and to entertain some old friends from the past...... He wanted to ask, would you like to attend? ”

The old man, who was lying in a rocking chair like a zombie, was incapable of answering, but his eyes suddenly widened, and then he blinked, several times in a row.

For family members who are already familiar with communicating with the paralyzed elderly, this is a very clear answer.

"He's willing to go." The prosecutor turned to the young man.

Charles was amazed to see the way the old man communicated with his son.

He couldn't help but step forward and came to the rocking chair.

"Monsieur de Novatier, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time......" Facing the old man who had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, he was always sharp-tongued, and he didn't know how to phrase it for a moment, "Anyway, you're willing to attend my grandfather's banquet, right?" ”

The old man blinked vigorously a few more times.

Now even Charles could feel the old man's enthusiasm.

"Okay, okay." Charles nodded repeatedly, "Then I'll tell Grandpa when I go back." ”

Then he looked over to the prosecutor and asked with his eyes if he could get out of here, and he wanted to get away from the paralyzed old man who was dying, and avoid the lingering breath of death.

Just then, something happened to Charles's consternation.

The old man opened his mouth with difficulty suddenly, and then exhaled with a shaking voice, "ho, ho", and inhaled as if he had just been caught on the shore.

"Huh? What's wrong? Charles was a little flustered, and it was a little frightening for a paralyzed old man to do such a move. He turned his head to look at Villefort, "Monsieur Villefort...... What's wrong?! ”

He soon discovered that Villefort also had an inexplicable expression on his face, and apparently he had never seen his father behave like this after being paralyzed.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! Just as they were panicking, Valentina, the girl standing next to them, rushed to the old man's side, lifted his waist, rubbed his back all the time, and massaged him.

After a while, the old man finally calmed down, but surprisingly, the old man's gaze still stayed on him.

Now a half-lying old man, his eyes more oppressive, more majestic, he gasped, his eyes kept looking at Charles.

"What the hell is ...... What the hell is going on? Charles stepped back warily, and if it were a professional, it could be seen that this was the preparatory stance of a person skilled in swordsmanship before he started.

"Grandpa, do you have something to say to him?" At this moment, Valentina asked urgently.

The old man blinked a few times.

"Something...... ...... you want to tell me? Charles finally understood, and let his guard down.

Then, suddenly, he felt a sense of absurdity.

A paralyzed and dying old man who has a "word" to say to me? What did he say?

"Monsieur Novatier?" He forced out a smile and looked at the old man, trying to figure out if the other party had gone crazy as a result of the stroke. "What do you want to say?"

The key question is not really what he wants to say, but how exactly he should "say", but he still expresses his opinion tactfully, considering the patient's self-esteem.

"Charles, let's go back." Perhaps because he felt that his father's performance was a little embarrassed, Villefort's expression was full of embarrassment, "My father's physical condition has been too poor recently, and it has affected his spirit, don't take it to heart, in short, ......"

"Ho, ho" At this moment, the old man let out another faint hiss, interrupting his son's words.

Interesting......

Charles looked at his son, then at the old man, and finally shrugged his shoulders.

He understood that the crux of the problem was not with Villefort.

"Valentina, can you help me understand what's going on?"

Valentina glanced at the blond young man, then nodded slightly.

Then, from a nearby table, she picked up a thick dictionary.

"Grandpa, let's get started......"

"What's going on?" Charles was even more stunned.

"Grandpa has been going through the dictionary for everything he wants to say since he had a stroke." Valentina whispered to Charles, "I look it in the dictionary, and if Grandpa wants to say something, he will stop." ”

Charles turned his head to look at Villefort, but the prosecutor only blackened his face in embarrassment and did not say a word.

It seems that this is the case.

It's okay, then let's watch the performance of the grandparents and grandchildren.

So, in this large but dimly lit room, three people gathered around a paralyzed old man lying in a rocking chair, all with different expressions, and the scene was extremely strange.

Charles was the most relaxed one, just watching a play that he didn't normally see, while his cousin Valentina stood next to him, a dictionary in her hand, and acted as a translator.

Under his gaze, Valentina opened the dictionary and flipped solemnly to the alphabet at the front, then her pale and slender fingers slowly slid down from the first letter A.

The old man looked at his granddaughter's finger with wide eyes, until he blinked his eyes a few times when the finger came to the letter F.

"F right?" Valentina confirmed.

The old man blinked twice.

"Okay, the second one." Valentina moved her finger to the first letter again.

So, several letters in a row, one by one, through the hands of the girl, fell into Charles's eyes.

F-I-S-T-O-N

"Son?" When the sixth letter appeared, Charles reacted. "Sir, do you mean your son?"

The old man blinked twice, and Charles already understood, this was what it meant to agree.

"Okay, your son, what's wrong?" Charles asked.

The old man looked at Valentina again, and Valentina began to move her fingers again.

incarcérer

As a minute or so passed, another word fell into Charles' eyes.

"Captivity?" Charles' eyes widened, "Do you mean who your son, the Attorney General of Villefort, imprisoned?" ”

"How is that possible!" Before the old man could speak, the Attorney General of Villefort shouted anxiously and stopped Charles, "Charles...... My father has been in a really bad state of mind lately, so let's stop it for today, you see, he's already like this, let's not bother him. ”

Originally, Charles didn't care much, but now that the other party is in such a hurry, Charles is interested.

"I feel that your father is still very coherent in his thinking, sir." He politely declined the other party's request to let him go, "Since my grandfather is going to invite him as a guest, at least I have to figure out what kind of situation he is in now, right?" ”

Then he looked at Valentina and nodded with interest.

Perhaps with Charles's encouragement, a hint of rosy appeared on the girl's pale face.

She put her finger on the alphabet again.

M-O-I

"Me?!" Because of the accident, Charles shouted directly.

"You, Monsieur Novatier...... You mean, your son, imprisoned you? Charles had to confirm next time.

The old man kept blinking his eyes as if he were beating a drum.

There was no doubt that it was an accusation he had made while he was sober, and although the scene was so strange and the atmosphere was so eerie, Charles was able to confirm it.

If you really have become demented, how can you spell out the words one by one?!

"How so!" A group of Inspectors General de Villefort shouted out.

Then, he grabbed Charles by the shoulder, "Charles, my father has really gone crazy!" How could I imprison my own father! If I did imprison him, would I bring you to meet him?! He's crazy, he's really crazy! ”

In this way, Charles also thinks that it is right.

It stands to reason that Villefort had no reason to abuse his father, after all, as long as his father lived, he would have one day from the grace of His Majesty.

What's going on here? Charles was in doubt.

Villefort dragged him by the shoulders and tried to take him away.

However, just as Charles turned around, a girl's pale face appeared in the corner of his eye.

The face is beautiful, but full of pain...... And pleading.

Charles stopped.

Sure enough, this is a play designed for me...... Specially tailored drama for visitors.

The grandfather and granddaughter were waiting for a visitor, and then pleaded with him, accusing their son.

Maybe I'm their last hope.

I'm probably the only person they can wait for who dares to stand up to the pressure of the Attorney General.

If I'm gone, then they probably won't have a chance again, the paralyzed old man is at the mercy of others, and what about Valentina? Her father would certainly not forgive her for her betrayal.

So should I really go? Is it really necessary to sit on the sidelines?

No, the Villefort family, there must be something hidden.

And the upper class always likes to peep into people's privacy, doesn't it?

Charles resisted the pressure on his shoulders and stopped.

"Monsieur Novatière, let me confirm with you again, that you are accusing your son of imprisoning you, right?" Charles shook off the prosecutor's hand and walked over to the old man's side, "Let me remind you, this is a very serious accusation, if you are joking or just making fun of your son, you can stop it now." ”

The old man still looked at him, then blinked unswervingly.

"Okay, I see......," Charles sighed, "So, why?" ”

The old man's gaze moved to his granddaughter again.

Slide your finger again.

testament

"Will?" Charles understood, "What will?" ”

No one answered him, and Villefort's expression was genuinely inexplicable, apparently unaware.

maréchal

"Marshal......" Charles frowned, "do you mean my grandfather?" ”

The old man blinked again in agreement.

notaire

"Notarization?" The words in Charles's mind snapped together.

"I ...... I see, you want my grandfather to help you make a will and notarize it, right? You can't make this move on your own because of your son's influence, so you say he imprisoned you, right?! ”

The old man continued to blink, but looked at Charles with a little more eagerness, as if to praise the young man's brilliant mind.

However, Charles does not have much complacency now, on the contrary, he is in doubt.

"Anything else?"

The old man did not look at his granddaughter again, but closed his eyes, it seemed that these actions just now had consumed what little energy he had left, and he had nothing else to say but to rest.

"Let's go." The Attorney General, who had not spoken again, finally spoke, with a black face and some kind of storm brewing.

"All right, sir." Charles smiled, "I'll go back and tell Grandpa though, he should grant your father's wishes." ”

"Whatever." The prosecutor general spread his hands, "I deserve to have such a father!" ”

…………………………

Because of this sudden accident, the originally dead atmosphere in the Prosecutor General's Mansion suddenly became lively.

The Attorney General went back to his study, looking very angry, while Charles remained in the vestibule, with another member of the family with him.

"Thank you......" said the thin girl in white timidly to Charles, "I'm so afraid you've just left." ”

"You've made such a bet, how can I just walk away?" Charles asked rhetorically.

Then he sneered again. "Dear Valentina, although I am young, you may not believe it, I have seen many more people and things than many adults, so ordinary people can't lie to me, of course...... Except for beautiful maidens. Without embarrassing others, we are willing to help girls who are in trouble. ”

Under Valentina's gaze, Charles smiled, unnaturally carrying a hint of court pompousness, "So, if you have any calculations, it's best not to do anything bad to us, otherwise it will make everyone ugly." ”

"You...... What do you mean? "Valentina was a little nervous.

"I'm the chosen guest, right?" Charles asked directly, "You and your grandfather waited until a guest like me came to the door before they made a fuss, didn't they?" I have to say, this play is really creative, hahahaha, acting with letters, your grandfather is really hard! I can't help but admire this old mountain pie! ”

Valentina's face grew paler, and she suddenly lowered her head, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Yes...... Yes, sir, but we can't help it! Dad was watching too closely, and we had to do that...... Please forgive us, and if you know our reasons, God will forgive us......"

"Well, what the hell is going on?" Charles was not moved by tears, and he had seen too many of the ladies in the court.

"My grandfather is not self-sufficient, and my father and stepmother are happy to take advantage of the situation, although they are superficially respectful to him, but they do not listen to him in anything, and they never respect his opinion......" Valentina's tears rolled out, "If it weren't for this, how could I help my grandfather deal with his father?" I can't help it! ”

"In other words, this is against your father, isn't it?" Charles grasped the point, "What if I go back and say nothing?" Haven't your efforts been in vain? ”

"Please!" Valentina's body shook as if she had been hit hard, "Don't do that, please!" Be gracious! Be gracious! ”

"Pleading doesn't work for me, I want to see real action." The girl's wail did not make Charles grief as well, but instead brought a triumphant smile to his face.

"And what do you want me to do?" The girl looked at Charles suspiciously, the pear blossom with the rain was really pitiful.

"Okay, get on my knees and kiss my boots." Without thinking, Charles replied, "I'll consider doing that." ”

To Charles's surprise, without any hesitation, Valentina threw herself directly to the ground.

"Hey! Are you really on your knees?! Charles's smile vanished, and he immediately reached out and forcibly grabbed Valentina, "I'm just kidding!" ”

He was just joking, and he didn't mean to humiliate the other party, he just wanted to see the girl's determination from it, and by the way, he took revenge on the depression of being tricked and used as a pawn, he didn't expect this girl to look delicate, but he was so decisive, which made him embarrassed.

If anyone really saw that he was forcing this young lady to kneel...... Wouldn't it make everyone see their jokes?

"Alright, let's not waste time, it won't be long before your father is going to chase someone......" Charles grabbed Valentina's waist before swinging her back into place and letting go of her hand, "If you're going to tell a story, you can start now." ”

Valentina, her figure is really soft, he thought without malice.