The misfortune of the eldest princess of Leopold I was like a dark cloud skimming the clear sky, and in order to remove its shadow as soon as possible, the Medici Anna was allowed to meet the king that afternoon, and the nobles of the court were both envious and jealous of all the favor of the Duke of Colonna— Everyone knows that although Princess Anna was allowed to live in the Louvre as a member of the royal family of Orleans, looking at Marguerite of Montmartre, the king, the queen mother and even the queen refused her audience, it is conceivable that she could only spend the rest of her years in the convent.

Princess Anna was treated differently by the king only because she had a marriage contract to the Duke of Colonna, and even if the Duke of Colonna returned to Italy, his fiancée could still enjoy the second only treatment to the Grand Lord, and people whispered that the King had gathered all the royal family members to welcome the future bride.

Princess Anna was a child, but the child knew that it was a privilege for her to be allowed to see her at once, without spending the night in the Grand Duke's mansion in Paris—waiting for days, weeks, and months in Paris or Versailles, and not seeing the king's presence at all.

"Having said that," complained to Anna's nurse reluctantly, "can't we wait a few days? a day or two, we'll ...... The princess has just arrived in Paris and needs a good rest. ”

"Don't say anything," said Anna's lady, who quickly undressed Princess Anna, "meet at three o'clock in the afternoon, and we need to be ready at eleven o'clock, and it is," she glanced hurriedly at the clock by the wall, it was seven o'clock in the morning, "we only have four hours, and we can't just let the princess go to the king, but fortunately there is a bathroom here, but there is still something missing, Madame Barbie, please come and bathe the princess, and I will ......" she looked left and right, "go find a friend and see if I can get some help." ”

"Your friend, how did I not know that you had friends in Paris, too?" muttered to Madame Barbie, and walked over slowly, reluctantly taking Princess Anna, who was wrapped in a fluffy cotton bath towel, and according to her, it was not impossible to wipe it simply, but...... From the bottom of her heart, she didn't dare to refute the words of this female official, even if she was from a humble background, but there was always a majesty that could not be ignored, even the former Grand Duchess did not dare to be crazy with her—or there was also the relationship of the Grand Duke's mother to her like a daughter.

"Hair should also be washed. Before leaving, the lady instructed her to do so, in exchange for more vague complaints, after all, the washed hair had to be dried again and again with a dry cloth, and even if Paris had the kind of looped towel that absorbed as much water as dry sand—given that women at this time almost never cut their hair, and Princess Anna's hair grew to the knees, it was not easy to wash and dry it, so the nurse called out to the maid to help, and carried the princess into the bathroom.

Long before Anna was born, the Grand Duke of Tuscany had remodeled his palace according to the Richelieu house in Paris, so the nurse was no stranger to those toilet equipment, but the large white porcelain bathtub that could only accommodate two people still made her smack her tongue slightly, as well as countless bath milk, balms, ointments, etc., she only knew a little French, but Princess Anna recognized every word on it, these things in colorful glass bottles, each effective, and had different smells.

The nurse was not stupid enough to make the little princess smell mixed up, she carefully selected a few bottles of rose-scented bath gel and balm, and while the little princess was drowsy in the warm bath and the rich fragrance, the ladies returned, not alone, and she was followed by many merchants who made deliveries, and some who were servants but did not look like nobles, and they baffled the princess's maids, especially the last one, who was holding a cane, with black curls (wigs), and a cloak, and a lovely little boy on each side holding a huge multi-layered box。

He was so arrogant that he did not bother to speak to the bewildering maids, and drove all the way until the nurse hurried out of the bathroom: "God," she cried, "who is this?"

"He is Monsieur Champagne. The lady said, as soon as the name was spoken, the nurse's expression suddenly changed, from nervous and vigilant to sycophancy and flattery, to speak of Monsieur Champagne, even the Florentine ladies were eager to be served by him once, but unfortunately his family was originally the royal barber of the French royal family, and when he completely revealed his talent under the protection of His Majesty the King, even the French ladies had been queuing up for a year or two, let alone foreigners, and this was on the premise that he only received the rank of viscountess and above。

Leaving aside how Madame de Barbie wondered how a female officer who was as unfamiliar as she had invited Monsieur Champagne, who had commanded his servants like an officer to spread his line in the princess's bedchambers, except that his soldiers were all glittering pins, hairpins, wigs of gold or black, lifelike velvet flowers and real flowers still tinged with dew, and secret hair rings and hair covers......

"Please take out the princess's clothes for today. He said, and then stared thoughtfully at the suit for a long time, and after a long sigh, nodded to the lady, indicating that it was probably all right, and then he looked at the princess's jewels, and if at first there were maids who could not believe that this middle-aged man who was not striking was the famous Champagne, then he saw him casually take out from the box that seemed to never finish his hands and the matching hair ornaments—whether diamonds, emeralds, rubies, topazes, or even coal spirits...... Some hair ornaments are even better than princesses' jewels, to which Champagne just waved his hand absently, "The stones on the hair ornaments are very small," he explained, "so it's normal to be a little better than the stones on other jewels." ”

Madame de Barbie did not know how much it cost the lady to invite Mr. Champagne, after all, this gentleman had spent hundreds of livres once twenty years ago, but it has to be said that it was worth the money, Florence was once the center of the Renaissance, but as Italy was torn apart again and again, and all the glory was gone. Fashion, on the other hand, is often closely related to the power and wealth of a country or even a region.

Now this laurel crown belongs to Paris.

Monsieur Champagne was no longer the apprentice who trembled and curled the hair of Mademoiselle Marie Mancini with a pair of tongs, he had been in the trade for twenty years, had been in the boudoirs of countless noblewomen, had spent a quarter of his life immersed in the glitter of expensive balsam, jewels, and slippery silks, and had touched more hair than any other gentleman, and had seen snow-white shoulders and plump arms that even the Sultan of Ottoman Turkey could match— But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that as a barber, the last step of the procedure he performs is the most crucial, so that all the little tricks played by the nobles cannot hide from his eyes - he is the one who knows the fashion trends of the whole of Paris, even the slightest change.

So as long as this gentleman is invited, Princess Anna will not make any mistakes in her dress.

When Princess Anna returned to her bedchamber, all the curtains and curtains had been drawn high, and the room was bright and clean, except for the sweet scent of roses, and Monsieur Champagne sniffed it, and said sincerely, "Wonderful," he bent down and said to the little princess, "it is the king's favorite taste." ”

"Really?" asked Princess Anna, her eyes wide.

"Of course, I can't lie, especially to you, you are like a shining star. Champagne said that he was also carefully looking at the Medici princess, and that the Parisians were no strangers to the Medici, not to mention anything else, that the French royal family had two queens from the Medici - but at this time and that time, the current king of France would not continue to choose the daughter of a weak prince as his wife, but the Duke of Colonna, the king's favor to him was well known, and he had to legally recognize this illegitimate child - the king did not recognize him not because he did not love him, but because he loved him too much.

Princess Anna is still young and very cute, but she can roughly see what she will look like in the future, especially for Champagne, a barber who has seen countless noble women, and his sharp eyes estimate what this princess will look like when she grows up— She had abundant hair and thick eyebrows, and she could be seen to be a healthy child, and her skin, like that of any noblewoman, had been raised to be snow-white and thin, and she could see the veins hidden under the skin, and she could speak French, and her manners were somewhat restrained, but think of the little Monsieur Eugen in the palace, the little Duke of Angian, who must soon be taught.

Although the description was a lot of words, it was only a matter of seconds for Monsieur Champagne, and after making his decision, he quickly dressed up Princess Anna, and even made some suggestions for the princess's dress and jewelry: "The king is not very much in favor of children dressing like adults," he said, "to reduce as much as possible the cumbersome lace and jewelry." He instructed the tailor to quickly subtract the princess's garment, and said with great interest, "This is not Italian or Spanish dress, but the latest style of Paris," and he asked, seemingly casually, "Is this the suggestion of the man?"

"It's Madame d'aubigne. The maid on one side said casually,

"Oh," said Monsieur Champagne, looking around, and seeing that Madame d'aubigne had gone somehow, he remembered the lady, and though she looked pale, how could Monsieur Champagne not see the beauty that had been deliberately hidden? However, the court of the Grand Duke of Tuscany was much more chaotic than that of France, and the daughter of the Duke of Gaston did not care about anything but amassing money and stealing treasures (the Medici collection), and the Grand Duke's mother also valued power over the peace of a family, this lady was first the maid of the eldest son of the Grand Duke, and then the female official of the eldest daughter, and her beauty could only attract endless gossip and terrible threats, whether from women or men.

When Princess Anna boarded the carriage sent by the Louvre, she was very different from when she came to Paris, her black curls were simply pulled up, she wore a gardenia wreath, her jewelry was only a pearl necklace hanging from her neck, and her royal blue satin dress, which was originally embellished with many laces and lace, was now dismantled by the tailors under the command of Monsieur Champagne, but many pearls were added (removed from another necklace), so that not only did she not look shabby, but she looked fair-skinned and lovely.

Monsieur Champagne watched her leave, and departed with a group of servants, and before Princess Anne had yet to arrive at the Louvre, information about her and those around her was already on the king's table.

After reading the information, Louis looked at his brother: "Do you know who introduced Champagne to that Madame d'aubigne?"

"It's Madame Montespan. Philip showed a look of incredulity: "Although I can't believe it, but Brother Wang, could it be that the forces behind Madame Montespan are actually ......"

"The Church of Rome. Louis finished saying it for him.