Early in the morning, in the alleys of a run-down neighborhood in Paris, Charles stands in front of a horse-drawn carriage, ready to bid farewell to the passengers inside. The carriage was ready to carry the young man and woman to Calais.

"Be careful." Charles reminded Albert, who was standing next to him.

"My friend, don't worry, I've got you covered!" Albert, who had already removed yesterday's outfit, was already radiant, "With me personally escorting, what are you worried about?" ”

"Even so, you should be careful in everything." Charles instructed calmly.

"Okay, okay, don't you know about me? I do what I do seriously, and I won't miss it. Albert shook his head nonchalantly, then pouted, "I think the two of them are more worth worrying about." ”

"Let's hope they do well in the future." Charles said casually.

"Xiexie you! Mr. Treyville! Suddenly, Lucien-Leflair suddenly leaned out of the carriage and jumped out of the carriage.

His originally resolute face was now filled with gratitude, and he held Charles's hand tightly, his eyes full of sincerity.

"You kept your promise and saved my life, Mr. Treville. Please believe that I will also fulfill my promise, and Lucien-Leflair will do everything to repay you if you have the opportunity in the future. ”

"I didn't do it for your reward." Charles was full of nonsense, "I am for the justice of my heart, and in my opinion, you and Miss Julie's aiqing deserve a beautiful ending." ”

Charles's answer made Lucien's eyes blur a little, and he hung his head, not knowing what to say, just kept repeating Xiexie.

"However, in my opinion, this is not the end, just the beginning." Charles stared at Lucien, "In order to prove that Julie, Matilda, and our choice is correct, you still have a long way to go. ”

"Yes, I will never let Julie regret it!" Lucien replied in a deep voice.

"Matilda has a request."

"What requirements? As long as I can do it, I will do it. ”

Charles pulled out a promissory note from his bosom.

"This is a promissory note issued by me through the Du-Taai Silver for 30,000 francs, which you and Julie may receive at any time when we arrive in Calais...... Sir, don't be too busy refusing ......" Charles gestured to stop Lucien from speaking, "this is something Matilda borrowed from me to give to her sister as a temporary expense, you shouldn't refuse, you shouldn't make Julie suffer when she can, right?" ”

After some struggle, Lucien took the promissory note from Charles. "I borrowed it from you, and it must be repaid by me, not Matilda."

“haode。” Charles nodded. "Matilda means that you and Julie will stay in Calais for a few months, during which time she will try to convince her father to at least admit the business."

"A few months? But we're going to the Americas soon! Lucien hesitated.

"What's the point of waiting a few more months? If Julie can at least get the blessing of her parents, it will be fine. Charles replied.

Lucien hesitated again.

"Well, I'll do what you say, and hopefully Matilda will be able to do it."

"I hope you have a good summer, then, in Calais." Charles looked at his pocket watch. "It's not early, let's get ready to go."

Lucien prepared to return to the carriage.

"By the way, Matilda has one more thing for me to tell you." Charles said suddenly.

"What?"

"She said......" Charles repeated word for word, "Monsieur de Leflaire, please remember what your sister has done to make this day." If you dare to abandon your sister one day, or make her unhappy, I will definitely kill you. Please don't despise me because I'm a weak woman - in France, women never kill people themselves, and I have countless ways to put you to death, so please remember my words for the rest of your life. ”

Lucien listened solemnly to Charles's relay, and then said to Charles with all his strength. "Please tell Miss Matilda that I will remember her words for the rest of my life."

"Good." Charles nodded and smiled. “zaijian。”

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Matilda had just woken up from the cot in her study.

The study had been cleaned, the glass scraps had been cleaned up, and then the study began to do its duty for the past few days - so yesterday my sister's cell, which had been confined, was replaced today with a new occupant.

However, her mood is quite stable, neither afraid nor anxious.

She got up from her seat and pulled back the velvet curtains, and the room, which had been somewhat dim, lit up instantly.

Then she sat back in her seat, picked up the book from yesterday and continued reading.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.

"Come in." Matilda's tone was still plainly calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Mademoiselle, Mr. Viscount has rushed back, he wants to see you......" A middle-aged maid came in and looked at Matilda cautiously. He's waiting for you in the small reception room now, and ......" her tone became more cautious, "the lord is there too......"

"Oh, Haode." Matilda answered, then stood up and straightened her clothes slightly.

"Miss......" the maid lowered her voice, "be careful, Sir is very angry today, if you wait for him to lose his temper, you must not talk back to him!" ”

"I know." Matilda replied indifferently. "Expected."

"Miss...... Be careful! The servant was still not at ease.

"It's fine." She smiled, and walked out of the room.

Along the corridor on the second floor, Matilda made her way up the stairs, and she suddenly found her brother George standing on the first floor looking at her sister.

The boy's eyes were filled with excitement and adoration.

For a young man who likes fantasy and worships heroes, what could be more exciting, romantic and just than the incident that has happened like "my sister helping my eldest sister elope who was bullied by her father"?

Matilda glanced at her brother.

"Sister, well done!" After meeting his sister's gaze, he suddenly shouted loudly.

The servants hurriedly pulled him away.

What an ignorant and fearless little fool! Looking at her younger brother's appearance, Matilda couldn't help but laugh, how nice it would be if people could live only by romance!

The maid opened the door, and Matilda looked up proudly and walked slowly inside, and the door was slowly shut. She glanced and saw that her father was standing in front of the fireplace in the reception room, staring at her intently, his eyes full of grief and helplessness. Her grandfather, now Lord Chancellor of the Seals, was lying on a chaise longue by the unlit fireplace, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he were resting.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere fell into a cold and awkward silence.

After a while, Matilda felt that there was no way to go on like this, so she spoke, and she looked at her father.

"Daddy......"

"Don't call me that!" Viscount Diliion scolded. "How can I have a daughter like you!"

"Daddy......"

Mr. Viscount was a little saddened by his daughter's call again, and then immediately replaced by anger.

"You ...... You're calling Daddy and doing something to make him sad, you...... How can you do it! ”

"But I'm doing it for my sister's good!" Matilda looked directly at her father, "If I don't do this, something will really happen to my sister!" Can't you see it? Can you bear to watch the roses you have cultivated for twenty years wither and wither like this?! ”

"How did Aiqing kill a dead person? I've been young, and I've loved passionately, but zuihou isn't alive yet? Young people are like this, today for what love is going to die or live, after a while I will turn my head and forget about the other party, as long as I close Julie for a while ......"

"My sister is different, she is really serious, I can see it!" Matilda interrupted her father.

"How different!" The father scolded sharply, and then lowered his head in pain, "Crazy...... You're all crazy! Wouldn't it be good to follow the path that your father arranged for you? You have to mess up your life! Do you think you're helping your sister? You are wrong, you are wrong, you are indulging her and sending her to misfortune! ”

"That's never going to happen." Matilda's eyes were blazing, "I will always protect my sister's ......"

A light flashed in the viscount's eyes.

"So you know where they are?"

"I don't know, I'm just asking someone to send them away."

"Who is the man to whom you have been trusted?"

"I won't say that." Matilda looked at her father awe-inspiringly. "Dad, don't you know me yet? I won't waver in what I've already decided, so please don't ask me......"

"You!" Enraged by his daughter's attitude, the viscount paced aimlessly, anger making his neatly haired tremble. "You are all ...... All of them are crazy! No...... I'm going crazy! God, what times are these! The whole era is crazy! We treat our daughters as treasures, angels given by God, and raise them carefully, giving us whatever we want, and they all use this to repay us! What the hell am I ...... We want to have a daughter in Weishenme! ”

"Daddy......" Matilda was saddened by her father's exclamation. We will always be your treasure! ”

"No, not anymore!" Father scolded again.

"Still, father." Matilda stepped forward and took her father's hand.

The father wanted to take it away, but was held tightly by the girl.

He raised his other hand, as if he wanted to slap his daughter, but Zuihou was reluctant to wave it.

Zuihou lowered his hand and sighed dejectedly.

"Hey...... Ay...... God, you're going to torture me like this! ”

"Daddy......" Matilda burst into tears.

The viscount still hung his head in a gloomy manner.

"Dad, I've actually seen that person, and it's not particularly bad." Matilda whispered, "Looks like a reliable young man." ”

"There are hundreds of thousands of reliable young people in France, and I can go to the street and pull a few piles for you right now! But how many of them are worthy of our titles, lineage, or wealth? The viscount was furious again, "And he's still a republican!" The descendants of the anti-thief are indeed anti-thieves! ”

"But isn't this the time for thieves?" Matilda whispered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Father, you know, I'm not stupid. I've seen a lot with you and my grandfather over the past few years, and I can see a little bit of what the world is like now......" Matilda hung her head, "Look, how long can the current dynasty last?" Everywhere there was a famine, but there was no one to help the government, the court was in chaos, and everywhere was full of malicious conspiracies against the king......"

"What the hell are you talking about!" The viscount subconsciously glanced around and found that no one was reassured.

"Moreover, our king Bixia is seventy-four years old, how much energy do he have to deal with state affairs? You and your grandfather, who often meet Bixia, must be clear, right? And God knows how long he will be able to visit France? Matilda's tone was calm and composed, "Look at his children and grandchildren, which one of them is very popular?" The crown prince is a bit like that, but unfortunately he died early...... So as far as I can see, this dynasty may not be ...... soon."

[Referring to King Louis Philippe's eldest son, Ferdinand Philip, who died in a carriage accident in 1842 at the age of 32]

"What do you want to do so much!" The Viscount scolded angrily.

He's not saying "what are you cranky!" ”。

"So you see, I'm afraid it won't be long before France is going to change again." Matilda said to herself.

"What does that have to do with that!"

"Once the situation is turbulent, isn't it us court officials who will be hit the most? Therefore, we should have done something sooner...... "Matilda expressed her opinion," said Matilda, "Monsieur de Leflair is a former military officer, and a republican of good repute, and if the weather changes, it may be time for such a person to speak...... Think of decades ago, Father! ”

"You ......," Viscount took a breath.

"Now that it's here, what's the use of chasing my sister? It's better to look forward, father, and think about what we can expect in the future! Matilda accentuated her voice.

To create a fait accompli, then to oppress it with an irretrievable situation, and then to induce convincing it with "maybe there is something good to do this...... is Matilda's calculation.

There was silence.

"Matilda," said the old man, who had been lying in his rocking chair and seemed to be half-asleep, "how nice it would be if you were a boy!" ”

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I wish you all a prosperous and successful New Year......

The maiden prays in O(∩_∩)O~