After only one day, the farm was once again quiet. The spring sun washed away all the hustle and bustle of the world, and only the birds and insects were left in the fields, and the traces of the fierce battle were gone.

Soon, however, the silence of the afternoon was broken again, and several carriages, driven by the Emperor, rushed in unison towards their destination. The country roads are a bit rough, but the cars are not particularly bumpy because they are carefully crafted and the shock absorption measures are very good.

In the middle of a particularly luxurious carriage sat a young man and a woman.

"Charles, why do you want to pay those thieves severance pay and settling in? What a waste of money......" Charlotte, who leaned next to Charles, asked Charles with some displeasure.

The farther they went, the deeper the fear of the nobles' counterattack would spread around them, and word of mouth among illiterate peasants in those days was more effective than any newspaper or leaflet—a matter of course Charles would not have answered.

"Anyway, we've already achieved our goal, so let's leave with dignity......" Charles replied softly as he looked out the window, "Since we've already defeated them, why not show the Treville family's compassion?" Besides, it only cost me a little money, not much, and it didn't cost yours. ”

"Your money is my money!" Charlotte glared at Charles.

"At least not yet." Charles calmly replied.

"I don't know when you joined the church and became a Jesuit?" He seemed to be irritated by Charles's attitude. Charlotte laughed a little sarcastically, "Isn't it our family who drove them all away?" Even if you give them any severance pay, will they thank us? Besides. We've killed a lot of them......"

[In French, the word "Jesuite" is now synonymous with hypocrite. Charlotte was deliberately mocking Charles' hypocrisy with a pun. 】

Hearing this, Charles withdrew his gaze, then lowered his gaze.

"I didn't expect any thanks! I don't need much thanks, I certainly know what a bad person I am! He replied in a deep voice, a strange conceit in his tone, "But even if it's a bad thing." I've got to do something stylish, too! What's the point of doing such a boring little thing? Let me tell you, even if I steal money from others, I don't want to take a copper out of someone's pocket. I'd rather go and grab the gold louis directly from them! ”

After hearing his words, Charlotte couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

"Okay, okay...... Growing up, you always had so many crooked ......"

Then, she leaned on Charles's shoulder. "Forget it. It's all in the past. What else is there to say after the money is spent...... Charles, am I looking good today? Won't that lady laugh at ......? ”

"Of course, it's very pretty." Charles immediately complimented cleverly, "I dare say that after that lady saw you, she would be glad that her youth had long passed, and she didn't need to be compared to you......"

"You're getting better at boasting!" Charlotte's brows were slightly frowned, unable to hide the joy between her eyebrows. In this way, both of them tacitly turned away from the unpleasant topic just now.

Of course. The Charles are not unprincipled flatters. Today's Charlotte has changed into yesterday's hunting suit. He put on a gray-blue thick satin skirt with embroidered patterns again, and wore a diamond pendant around his neck, a social outfit.

And in fact, they are indeed engaged in social activities - the so-called aristocracy, isn't it a group that cannot avoid social activities even if they hide in the deep and remote countryside?

It would be rude for the Treville family not to visit the nobles who lived in the area when they visited their estate. So, having completed the scheduled clearance, and with the permission of the lady, they set out together today to visit—and they brought a number of people with them for safety reasons.

Madame de Cadillon, a noblewoman who had once been famous in Parisian high society and had long since been forgotten in the countryside, was the target of their visit.

This Princess Kadiyan has a distinguished surname, and this surname is one of those that people always respect. Moreover, it is said that in her youth, which happened to be at the height of the Restoration thirty years earlier, she was very beautiful, and had many affairs with her, and was almost one of the most prominent ladies of her time.

"Yes...... seem, touched by Charles' relief, Charlotte looked out the window and muttered softly, "She's been here for so long, she's already a provincial...... I'm wearing the most fashionable styles lately, and I'm afraid that this lady who has long passed by will be dazzled! ”

Although she had great respect for the Prince's lineage and rank, Charlotte still despised the Prince's Lady with the pride characteristic of Parisians, even though she had been a prominent figure in Parisian social circles.

"We can't say it in front of her." Charles whispered a reminder.

"Of course I know!"

While Charles and Charlotte were still talking about the Prince's wife, who had lived in the manor for many years, the carriage slowed down. Obviously, they were almost there.

The carriage took them to a small country house.

After receiving the messenger's message, the two visitors were quickly brought in, and thus had the opportunity to see the princess's residence with their own eyes.

The mansion was small and quiet, surrounded by trees that shielded it from the noise. Although there are already some weeds in the corners and under the steps, the overall situation is still very neat and tidy, and there is no debris in sight. It is clear that the country house is still in a state of careful care.

In the era when she was in the limelight of the Restoration, she had a few servants to wait in her lavish mansion to barely get by. Not only did she have a reception room that was famous in all of Paris, but she also had the most beautiful little suites, in which she often held the most lavish receptions.

Now she lived only in this little cottage, and lived frugally like all the noble ladies who were tired of high society and had no time to enjoy the pleasures thereof, and her servants consisted of only two or three servants and two maids. Ever since she arrived in this seclusion, I have heard that she does not attend any gatherings or gatherings, nor does she attend festivals, which was the favorite thing of noble women. Obviously, the princess has lived a real reclusive life in the past ten years. After Louis Philippe came to power, many of these aristocrats chose to say goodbye to the center stage and went to seclusion in the countryside, and the princess was just one example.

They soon arrived in the reception room of the mansion.

It was in this reception room that the Prince's wife received them with a subtle, cordial, but also graceful demeanor.

After Charles and Charlotte had saluted, Prince and Lady Cadion, who were sitting in their seats, smiled and nodded, and then motioned for the two young men to sit down.

"Sit down, young man! But no one has come to me for a long time, and I've almost forgotten how to entertain guests! ”

On her slightly pale face, although the eyebrows were still slender, there were already a few marks of time on her forehead. A few locks of curly, pale yellow and grayish hair were carefully combed and hung down at the sides. She wore black silk gloves on her hands, which seemed to be the most remnants of what had been regarded as the charm of the past.

Although the princess's original beauty has faded after reaching the age of more than fifty, her smile still retains the humor of the old times.

As soon as the two young men sat down and exchanged a few words of greeting, the princess asked the two with a smile.

"How is your grandfather doing? I haven't seen the Duke of Treville in almost twenty years...... At that time, as a friend of my father's friends, he helped us a lot! ”

"It's okay, Xie Lu thanks you for your concern, and now he's fine." Charlotte immediately replied to the Princess, "I will convey your greetings to him." As for him......"

She reached out and pointed at Charles, "Although his surname is Trevier, he is not my brother, but my cousin......"

When the princess heard her words, she looked at Charles in some surprise.

"Are you the grandson of the Marquis of Treville?"

"Yes." Charles nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you for remembering this...... Charlotte looked at the princess with a smile, "I thought you'd have forgotten the people there after coming here for so long!" ”

Charlotte's attitude towards the Prince's wife was both very respectful, but also with a feminine, imperceptible challenge, as if vaguely saying, "Your time is over, and now it's time for ours!" ”

"Son, not only with the Treville family, but with all the princes and nobles in all of Europe, know all the marriages of the princes and nobles." With a calm and gentle smile, the princess replied softly.

Although her tone is plain, it is soft and elegant, and the arrogance in it is naturally overflowing. Let Charlotte's hidden ridicule become invisible.

"I heard about your incident yesterday, and it's all spread here......" Suddenly, the princess changed the subject, "You've already driven those people away, right?" Well done. Fortunately, I don't have similar troubles here, otherwise I would really want to emulate the Trevillers......"

Charles and Charlotte glanced at each other, not quite understanding her intention by suddenly mentioning it.

Then the princess looked at Charles, who was sitting there without saying a word, and there seemed to be a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Mr. Treville, is your father okay now?" (To be continued......)