"Sir, we have arrived!"

I don't know how long it took to stop, but the carriage trail stopped. The coachman yelled at the two sleepy young men in the back.

His roar instantly woke Charles and Albert awake.

Perhaps because of his frequent wandering in the Flower Street and Willow Alleys, Albert was in a better mood than Charles in the middle of the night, and he cheered up and pinched Charles' hand, and then jumped off on his own.

"Charles, I wish we hadn't made this trip for nothing tonight!"

"yes, I hope so......" Charles sighed as well.

He didn't know if the other party was married, and he didn't even know if the person he was going to see next was his aunt. However, even if the chances are very slim, he must try.

He had already made up his mind in his heart, and if it was, it would be better; If not, then apologize right away and leave.

After telling the coachman to wait here—of course, he gave him a lot of money—the two of them walked carefully along the path, trying to run in as little noise as possible.

The manor seemed unguarded, except for a few small woods that were partitioned by a fence separating the manor from the countryside outside, and it was easy to run into.

By the clear moonlight, the two young men cautiously crossed the low fence, and then, while looking around, slowly stepped on the grass and walked into the manor.

They have to be cautious because it's really risky. There must have been some tenants or servants on the estate. And according to the usual style of the French countryside, it is impossible for them to be without guns for hunting, if one is not careful. Wouldn't it be too unjust to be accidentally shot by someone because of sneaking in.

"Who are you? Hands up! ”

Just as they had carefully walked some way, suddenly there was a loud shout from ahead.

The two of them quickly stopped.

Then, like a ghost, a figure emerged from the shadows in the woods.

He was well-proportioned and had a dignified facial expression, the result of a combination of strength and vigilance. On Fang Fang's head, a thick black hair was not combed properly, obviously the kind of person who didn't pay much attention to his appearance.

It's only early autumn, though. But he was wearing a long coat, perhaps for the sake of hiding his weapon on his body? In the short time they looked at each other, Charles was now a strong man, and there was that cruel and dangerous aura in his sight.

But. That's not the most important thing. And most importantly...... He had a gun in his hand.

"Don't move anyone!" The man stared at the two of them with a palpitating gaze as he slowly walked over and then stopped after reaching a distance. "Who are you? Why did you come here? ”

Charles gripped his staff tightly, the feeling of his life being threatened was so unpleasant that his breathing became slightly short. However, he soon regained his composure.

"We are here to visit our hosts! We have no ill will! He replied in a low voice.

After hearing his answer, the other party showed a mocking smile, this smile. It was actually a little hideous on his face. Perhaps only the kind of person who has lived and died for a long time can have that kind of hideous smile.

"Oh? Late at night like this, you come to visit your master? Is there an appointment, gentlemen? ”

This is the time when the moonlight is at its brightest. Hanging high in the sky, the moon illuminates everything in the world as if it were crystal clear, as if you were in the early morning.

Maybe it was Charles' delusion, but Charles always felt that his hand on the trigger seemed to be tighter.

"Really! I'm not lying! Charles raised his voice.

Despite his composure on the surface, Charles was a little nervous - it would be hilarious to die in such a place by accident.

"I am Charles de Treville, grandson of the late Duke de Nordlien, and I came to visit him on the impromptu basis when I heard by chance that his daughter, my aunt, Mademoiselle de Nordlien, had been here recently...... I beg your pardon for not making an appointment because she hasn't been in the country for years...... Sir, can you sue me, have I found the wrong person? If I find the wrong one, he will save him immediately and will not cause you any trouble! ”

Perhaps it was Charles' delusion, and when he mentioned the surname "de Treville", a hint of anger suddenly passed over the other man's face, almost as if he was about to shoot. But when he heard Charles's words, his expression slowly relaxed.

"Oh? So, you're Miss's nephew? He still looked at Charles suspiciously.

"That's right! That's me! A sudden rush of ecstasy welled over Charles, and he almost shouted, "This is my good friend next to him." ”

First, it is true that she is not wrong; Second, she is not married.

That's great.

"Why should I trust you?" A cold sentence made his mood finally calm down a little.

"Of course you can disbelieve it, but this kind of thing can be easily confirmed, can't it?" Charles raised his head and stared at the other, "Please bring me to her, isn't it obvious that you can do it?" If I'm a liar, there's no reason why she doesn't even know her own nephew...... Sir, I just haven't seen her for many years, so I just want to see her as much as I can, so I risk running here late at night......"

After staring at Charles for a moment, the other man lowered his gaze.

"If you dare to play tricks, I'll let you both die." He said viciously, "Go ahead, follow my instructions!" ”

The Charles and the Charles obeyed his orders, and then followed his instructions and walked into the manor.

Along the ravine below the vineyards, there is a tree-lined path in which they walk together, with hardly any sound around.

At the end of the path, among the linden trees, they saw a house. This stone house. Standing on the highest platform, in front of the house is an arched staircase covered with vines, looking as old as a long-lost dynasty. The dwelling is surrounded by grape trellises and pomegranate trees. Almost the entire house is hidden.

After the two men reached the bottom of the steps, they were ordered to stop and whistled.

Then another man with a gun came out of the mansion and looked at the two young men with the same stern and dangerous looks.

"You guys stay here and don't move!" He scolded the two of them, and then walked up the steps himself, leaving his companions to watch over them.

Obviously. He was going to tell his master that the two young men had arrived uninvited. If it is smooth, the charr can get what he wants, if it is not smooth......

In the evening breeze of early autumn. The two young men stood solemnly at the foot of the steps, as if they were pilgrims.

"Charles, it's all your fault! No one told me beforehand that I would be so dangerous! Albert sighed gloomily and bent down. It seems to be very depressed.

The Charles knows. He was ready to pull the gun out of his arms, and he himself was ready to run for his life when the situation was not good.

"Don't worry, my friend, it's going to be fine." He comforted Albert as he gently fiddled with his cane.

"If it weren't for your whims, I'd be able to sleep comfortably in my bed by now, Charles." Albert continued to complain, of course only to paralyze his caretakers. "I hope you're lucky!"

"I also think I'll be lucky enough, because ......" Charles's words were abruptly interrupted.

Albert glanced at Charles quizzically. Then now that he was looking up intently, he quickly followed Charles's line of sight as well.

The door had opened silently, and as far as his eye could see, two men were walking down the stairs towards them.

One was the man who had just escorted them in, and the other was a woman.

The woman looked to be about thirty years old and very beautiful, but what was even more impressive was her smile. Her eyes were half-narrowed because of the smile on her face. The smile was so infectious that it made her look younger than she really was - and of course, she was still young, with a wrinkle-free face that was fair and smooth.

She wore a gray skirt with a short hem that only reached the heel, so that a little bit of white socks were exposed, which looked a little dazzling in the moonlight. She wears a small yarkes on her head, and in the gap between them, some gray heads are exposed.

Although this dress is not fashionable, it is at least normal, and it really surprises Albert......

As if to hide from the rays, she wielded a small parasol, and even though there was only indistinct moonlight in the sky, the delicate and intricate patterns of the silk lace seemed to be able to be revealed. Her slender hand was held on the thin handle of the umbrella, which became more and more crystal clear.

And so, with such a smile, the woman approached the two young men step by step, like a famous lady strolling through the Bois de Boulogne at dusk.

But...... It's night! It's not the sun but the moon above our heads! My dear lady!

A great sense of absurdity suddenly rose from Albert's heart, and he couldn't help but rebuke it in his heart.

Yes, he suddenly felt as if he was under the stage, enjoying an exaggerated drama.

However, judging by Charles' expression, he concluded that this was the person Charles was looking for.

This man, and his relatives, are really weird.

After a sigh, Albert had to come to this conclusion in his mind.

However, Albert's thoughts and thoughts were completely inaccessible to Charles at this time.

His gaze could no longer be taken away from the person in front of him.

That's right, this kind of dress, this kind of smile, and this look, all of them are as he wants. You can't go wrong, this is his aunt, Miss Agnes de Nordlien.

I really didn't expect that even though ten years have passed, she will still be able to change almost the same as back then.

As she walked down, the smile on her face grew thicker. A few steps away from Charles, she finally stopped, and then looked at Charles.

The two of them looked at each other like this.

An indescribable feeling suddenly filled Charles's mind.

After a few moments, Charles finally settled down and wanted to say hello, and then as soon as he moved his mouth, he realized that he could not speak at all.

Will she not remember me? After all, I've grown so much in ten years...... It wouldn't be surprising if you really didn't recognize it. A little uneasiness appeared in Charles's heart.

Soon, however, his uneasiness was swept away. Because......

"Charles, long time no see." The woman on the other side greeted him softly.

The voice is still as crisp as it was back then, and there is a nasal voice that seems to be mocking, and there is that kind of indifference that seems to have seen through a qiē.

Well, it still hasn't changed at all......

As if retrieving his memory, Charles had the same bittersweet smile on his face as he had then.

Then he bowed down and saluted her.

"Long time no see, Agnes." (To be continued!)

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