In the small VIP lounge, there were only two people left at the moment, two old people.

"Carl, I'm so sorry that I dragged you here even though I had such a good day for you today." The old lady's voice sounded a little tired, but the smile on her face still revealed a little bit of youthful light, "When people get old, they don't have much energy, and they always want to rest......"

"Where are you! You've already helped me so much just by being there! Being able to talk to you is more important than where you stay......" The old painter Durenburg was also smiling, but he seemed much more energetic, "Besides, I want to take a good rest, I'm a little tired from standing there for so long." ”

"yes, we're all old." The old woman smiled bitterly and sighed softly, "Time flies so fast, thirty years have passed in a flash. ”

After speaking, she carefully looked at the painting on the small round table, the old and thin right hand rubbing against the frame, and the slightly gray withered hair was carefully combed and coiled behind her head.

The sunset is about to sink into the sea, and the glow dyes the sea gold, and a few seagulls float in the clouds, leisurely floating in the world.

"It's a very good painting." After a few moments, she gave her judgment. "Very good work."

After hearing her praise, the old painter couldn't help but laugh again.

"Look at it! Check it out! Don't say it, do you? I told you earlier, this is the painting of one of my best students, how can it be bad? ”

"It's really an extraordinary talent, and you can have such pure brushwork at this age. No wonder I got your recommendation, I'm interested in her now. The king's sister nodded slightly, "Since you want to surprise me." I haven't said her name for a while, so I won't ask for the time being, but when she comes, if she is okay, I can fulfill your wish and recommend her......"

"Trust me, you won't be disappointed." The old painter who has achieved his goal is now happy. "It's not just the painting, but the lady herself is very good, very good! She is God's beloved child! ”

"I really hope you're not exaggerating." His benefactor smiled slightly. Gently closed his eyes.

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While Charles was still chatting with Baron de Beauwon, his sister Fran was at a critical moment in her life. How critical it is, I'm afraid that none of the current brother and sister can predict it.

She stood at the door of a small room, nervous.

Now. Her teacher and the royal sister were resting and chatting here. And waiting for himself.

She tried to push the door open several times, but each time she put her hand on the handle and then retracted, and she felt that her blood circulation seemed to be a little faster. She subconsciously looked to the side, but found that her brother did not follow.

She couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

Obviously, he pretended to be calm in front of his brother, but at this time, he couldn't help but panic......

"Miss Treville, what are you waiting for?"

Just when she was still suffering from gains and losses, a cold question came from the side.

"Ahh Fran, who was immersed in the myth, was awakened and looked back.

Miss Lola de Beauvan, daughter of the great banker. I'm looking at myself.

"I'm just ......," Fran bowed her head, "just a little nervous." ”

It was unexpected. Lola didn't say sarcastic or reproach, but nodded slightly, as if she understood her mood at the moment.

"You're in a nervous mood right now, that's normal. But I would like to remind you that the teacher and the lady have been waiting for you for a long time. She was still expressionless, and her tone was very cold, but there seemed to be a hint of concern in it, "Those big people don't like to wait for others. ”

"Are you going in too?" Fran asked in a low voice.

"No, the teacher only introduced you, I'm just in charge of passing the word." As if to see Fran's shame, Lola immediately said, "Don't feel uncomfortable, you deserve this honor." ”

Then, Lola urged, "Hurry up, don't delay any longer, what's so scary after all?" It's just a meeting of the king's sister, and she's certainly not as good as you are a tenth of what you do. ”

Yes, there is no time, and there is no way back.

Fran took a deep breath, then reached out and gently opened the door.

"Teacher, I'm here!" She had the most perfect and cheerful smile of her life so far.

Even God should be a little moved by this, right?

However, things didn't go as smoothly as she thought, or rather, more than expected.

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After seeing Fran come in, Mr. Durenburg smiled and reproached, "Why are you ......only here now?"

Fran just wanted to answer.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the eyes of both of them were focused on the other.

Frantin's painstaking painting was thrown to the ground, but no one glanced at the painting on the ground.

For the lady was staring intently at Fran, who had just entered, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she had seen some strange person.

Fran was completely confused by the sight, and she stood in the doorway a little confused - it wasn't what she had imagined.

For a while, the two women looked at each other like this, and neither of them spoke.

It was the old painter who reacted the fastest, and he hurriedly asked his benefactor.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you? Is there anything strange about it? ”

The strange silence was finally broken, and the old woman finally had an expression other than shock, and she closed her eyes slightly, and then opened them again, as if to make sure that she was not old and dizzy.

"Oh God! Are you alive again? She suddenly sighed softly.

Still a little overwhelmed, Fran looked at her teacher for help.

An old painter who cannot shirk his duty. Hurriedly asked his benefactor again.

"Ma'am, do you know her?" At the moment, he didn't care about any surprises, "You've seen Miss Trevill before?" ”

After hearing the surname "Trevier". The old woman finally came to her senses, and she looked at Fran again.

"You're Miss Treville? Mr. Edgar de Treville's daughter? ”

Fran was nervous by the gaze, but she nodded.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh God! It turned out to be true! The old woman sighed again, "Sure enough, it's her daughter!" I really didn't expect that one day her daughter would stand in front of me like this! ”

The title "she" made Fran forget about her reserve and the identity of the other party, and she looked straight at the other party. His eyes were full of questions and excitement.

"Ma'am? Do you know my mother? Can you tell me about her......" she asked timidly.

"What? Don't you know? The old woman was a little surprised, but replied truthfully, "I recognized you at the first sight." It's exactly like Alice decades ago. Then she sighed, "Your mother is the youngest daughter of the Duke of Nordlien, and she used to walk around us a lot when she was a child, when the Bourbon family was in court...... Afterward. I heard that she was married to the son of the Marquis of Treville. Later, I didn't expect it...... Hey......"

She sighed softly, then pointed to the seat next to her, "Come, sit next to me, lovely young lady." ”

Fran sat down obediently, then looked at the lady with a little nervousness and expectation.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know much about my mother......" Her eyes seemed to be clouded. When I was born, my mother was ...... because of dystocia So neither grandpa nor brother mentioned her in front of me......"

Old hands. Stroking Fran's lubricated cheek, the old woman's expression was also a little sad.

"Yes, she hasn't been in the social world much since she married Mr. Tréville, and I didn't hear that she had died in childbirth until later...... Poor kid! She couldn't help but caress Fran's face again, "You don't seem to know?" Didn't your mother's maiden family have dealings with you? Oh...... Yes, it seems that the Duke's family has always been against this marriage, and of course it will not have much to do with your family......"

She sighed again, "What about your father?" How is he doing now? ”

Fran lowered her head, looking a little sad.

"I heard my brother mention once that after his mother died, he was very sad, and then one day he left the house, leaving a note saying that he wanted to go out for a walk, and he never came back...... Maybe...... Maybe ......"

"Oh God! What a poor child! The old woman sighed again, and even the old painter next to her, who had heard Fran's life for the first time, couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"If it weren't for my birth, Mom wouldn't have died, and Dad would have stayed at home," Fran whispered, crying, "and they'd live well with Grandpa and Brother......

"No, it's not your fault, kid, don't blame yourself. This is God's arrangement. Looking at Fran, who was already crying, the old woman hurriedly comforted, "It makes sense for the Lord to arrange all this, believe in the Lord." You have to live well to live up to your mother's sacrifice. ”

She then picked up the picture frame on the carpet and changed the subject.

"I'm sorry, I was so surprised when I first saw you, and you ended up falling to the ground."

"It's okay." Fran forced a smile, a teardrop smile that looked so cute and poignant, "You're too surprised for a while." ”

"What a beautiful painting!" The old woman examined the painting again, and then exclaimed again, "You are indeed amazingly talented, and Alice could not help but smile when she saw your painting in heaven......"

“xiexie。” Fran thanked her from the bottom of her heart.

"No, this is the praise you deserve," the lady turned to look at Fran with relief and encouragement in her eyes, "Don't worry, I will definitely support you, you deserve to be praised by everyone." ”

“xiexie！ Really xiexie you! Fran didn't know what to say for a moment, just thanked him vigorously.

How many people can be so praised by the king's sister? No wonder a young girl would be so excited.

"Lovely kid." Ms. Adelaide smiled and wiped Fran's face again, inexplicably feeling the breath of youth, "You'll be famous, definitely." (To be continued......)