It was the Count d'Artagnan who reminded him of the Messieur Mancini, and not Mademoiselle Mancini, who angrily proposed a duel to Felipe Jules Mancini for taking Madame Lafayette's heart.

Madame de Lafayette was a beautiful woman of twenty years, who was not very good at the court of Paris by her appearance, and was more known as the companion of the Duchess of Montpensier, and what made her superior to other noblewomen was her gentleness, Chastity and profound literary literacy, especially the last one, when most women's education was still limited to religion and women's popularity, she was able to write moving poems and articles, which can only be said to be very rare and respectable, and those who pursued her were like carp crossing the river, and the Count d'Artagnan was one of them, and it would not be surprising to say that this wise lady chose a king, or a general or a scholar, but she finally succumbed to Monsieur Felipe, and it is no wonder that d'Artagnan was so furious。

When the king hurried to their room, the scene was already tense, Madame Lafayette fainted and was carried to the next room to rest, Felipe was smiling, his hand in his coat, his face was nonchalant, d'Artagnan's expression was serious, his shoulders were tense, he fumbled with his saber, and kept his eyes on the wall—presumably worried about Madame Lafayette, who was still unconscious, and several dukes and officials, who were almost all on d'Artagnan's side, glaring at Felipe.

"Who will tell me what is going on?" asked the king.

D'Artagnan was gently pushed, he was not very afraid, of course, Felipe was the nephew of Mr. Bishop, but he also won the king's favor, so he held back his anger and told the king what had just happened— In the court, men and women were seldom harshly criticized, and although Madame Lafayette's choice of Felipe was confusing, d'Artagnan and the other suitors had never done anything despicable to hinder or hinder their love, but Felipe had openly pulled out of her sleeve a splendid ribbon, Madame Lafayette's garter, and Madame Lafayette immediately fainted, and the Count d'Artagnan drew his sword in a fit of rage.

Louis now knew why Marie would call his brother a skunk, he pressed his forehead, in the court, duels were not allowed without the king's decree, but he really wanted d'Artagnan to pierce this guy with a sword, "Please put away your sword, gentlemen." He said, "I will not allow you to shed blood in my mother's suite." ”

"But only blood can pay for the humiliation of this sinner to a venerable lady!" said d'Artagnan, gritting his teeth.

"I've never been in favor of using a duel to solve a problem. The king said that he saw Felipe laughing, and d'Artagnan's face turned pale with anger: "But sometimes a duel may also be a method," he turned to the cardinal's nephew, "I want you to go out into the streets to settle the problem, but I will not allow any of you to take anyone's life." ”

"Am I going to accept this rude request, then?" said Felipe.

Louis glanced at him in surprise, after all, it was all due to his frivolity, and Louis didn't like a man who despised women so much (she was still his lover!), but since Felipe was the nephew of Bishop Mazarin after all, Louis only meant to give d'Artagnan a small punishment, but Felipe's response showed that he did not appreciate the king's good intentions at all.

From this room it was possible to see Felipe and d'Artagnan and the others walking out into the streets, according to the custom of the duel, they should each have two assistants, d'Artagnan chose two musketeers, also his subordinates as assistants, and one of Felipe's assistants was surprising, because he was none other than Philippe, Duke of Anjou, Louis frowned.

D'Artagnan was too lenient in love, but he was not inferior to any warrior in battle, he threw himself at Felipe, but Felipe retreated without a little shame, and handed over the battle to the Duke of Anjou, facing the royal brother, d'Artagnan couldn't help but be restrained, he wanted to knock out the royal brother's weapon, but Philippe's grades in the martial arts course were not much false, he was like a glittering swimming fish shuttled under d'Artagnan's sword, and when d'Artagnan intended to settle the battle with a sprint, he slid sideways over d'Artagnan's sword— and then struck a blow that pierced d'Artagnan's arm — and it was only then that the red shoulder strap that had been picked off slowly floated down.

Just when the other two musketeers could not decide whether they should come forward or not, Bontang quickly ran over and stopped the duel, and with the help of his brother Philippe, the shameless villain was able to escape with all his body, and d'Artagnan insisted on continuing the duel, but was forcibly suppressed by the king.

"I'm going to talk to you. Louis said to Philippe, and then he glanced at Felipe, who was standing not far away, and the bishop's nephew's face was cloudy.

——

Louis thought that Philip would come to him soon, but he waited until he was almost bedtime, and he could not wait for his brother, and he sat there, and felt a palpitation of his heart, and was uneasy, so he went to the Queen Mother, who was doing vespers, and when she saw the king, she was very surprised to hear that the king was also looking for Philip, because Philip had gone away early in the morning, and she thought that he had gone to find her brother.

When the king was anxious, he caught a glimpse of Mary holding a candle tray for the queen mother, and Mary subconsciously turned her head to avoid Louis's gaze, but this action was purely for cover-up, and the king only called Mary, and she surrendered. Marie led the king all the way through the corridors and stairs to a remote palace, and the king's mood became more and more nervous, and at this moment they heard a low shout, Louis immediately wanted to rush in, but suddenly stopped, "Don't follow me!" he shouted sharply, although Bontang and the attendants were unwilling, but now the king was very powerful, they stopped, and Marie followed closely behind the king.

It was a small suite of only three rooms, belonging to some officials who were trusted by the king but did not have a room in the Louvre to stay too late for banquets or meetings, so the furnishings in the room were simple but quite comfortable, Louis quickly searched the outermost small room, and saw that Philippe's saber had been thrown to the ground—although there were no candles lit here, the moonlight was shining through the door, and the scabbard of Philippe's saber was always studded with jewels— Louis found a glittering pin in front of the door of the small hall and the bedroom, also Philip's, the door of the bedroom was closed, and Louis didn't think about lifting it and kicking it on the door, it shook violently, but it didn't open, "I'll come!" said Marley, and then she threw a puff of ash on the doorknob, and after a brief Latin word the handle fell to the ground with a clatter, and the king gave it another kick, and then it was opened with a thud, and the whole door swung back, and then slammed against the wall.

There was someone in the dormitory, a man gasping for breath in pain, and there was a strange fragrance mixed with a strong smell of blood, and Mary's face suddenly became very ugly, but fortunately the king of darkness could not see it, and then she heard Louis say, "Light the candle!"

"Don't!" cried a young man, but Mary would not obey the second man's command, and she pressed her hand to the candlestick, and the candle was lit with a flicker.

The first thing Louis saw was Felipe, who was wearing only a linen undergarment and had bare legs, and then Philippe, the royal brother leaning on the edge of the bed, pressed his shoulder, where the blood was constantly flowing, and as soon as he saw Louis, he cried out: "Kill him!" Louis ...... Brother, kill him!"

Felipe looked flustered: "Wait, Your Majesty, I can explain!"

"Explain it to the devil!" said Louis, he didn't want to hear what the other party had to say, he didn't even want to know what had happened, he only knew that things had not yet reached the worst, and there was still a possibility of redemption, he raised his sword and forced it towards the defenseless Felipe, Felipe still wanted to struggle, but as soon as he saw the king's eyes, he knew that the tide was going - he saw the sword flash, his shoulder was pierced, and the man who was still triumphant and reckless screamed, "Marie, help me!" While rolling and crawling under the king's sword, he escaped.

Mary stood there, motionless.

The king chased after him, and since he knew there was still a dangerous inner world, he had never let up his martial arts lessons, even if the power of mortals could not compete with these monsters—he gave Felipe another sword in the thigh, and he groaned and tried to crawl towards Philip, but Louis kicked him over, the tip of the sword aimed at his chest.

But Felipe did not seek the help of his brother, but his bag of spell materials, and he chanted a spell aloud while raising his finger to Louie.

Mary pounced, and faster than she was a small gray shadow, and the king's kitten jumped out of his pocket and landed on Felipe's face as he scattered the spell, gouging out his eyeballs.

Louis stabbed down, the tip of his sword slid across Felipe's ribs and pierced into his lungs, he coughed violently, "Don't, don't kill me......" he called weakly, "It's Mr. Bishop, it's Mr. Bishop who made me ...... Let me do it! And Wang ......."

The king raised his sword in silence and pierced his throat with all his might.

After that came the terrible silence.

The king stepped over Felipe's body and came to his brother, who had fainted from blood loss, and Louis was not sure if he had heard anything.

"Nothing happened tonight," said Louis, "Mary." ”