"Charles, grandpa also said that the grange will be my dowry in the future......"

When Charlotte said this, she herself, like Charles, fell half-lying. Then, the two of them just lay down on the bed together and looked out the window at the garden.

"No wonder you're so anxious to solve it." Charles was somewhat relieved.

"Am I the only one who should be concerned?" Charlotte glanced at Charles with some displeasure.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

After hearing her words, Charles frowned, wanting to say something more, but he was afraid of making Charlotte angry, so he continued to stare out the window and kept silent.

"It's rare to give me such a large piece of land as a dowry, right? Grandpa still dotes on me after all. Charlotte continued, with some unconcealed joy on her face, "Charles, let's get it all done quickly...... Then we have a secure future! ”

Charles listened quietly, not saying a word.

Such a beautiful girl, lying next to you, seriously thinking about the future and your life, how can she not let people indulge with her?

"When these things are settled, I, no, we will be able to have a large piece of real estate, which will bring us a large amount of income every year, so that we don't have to worry about the family. Then, when the king is back in charge of the country that rightfully belongs to him, we can really live the life we want......" Charlotte's eyes seemed to be clouded with a veil, as if she had fallen into a reverie about the future life of the two of them, "Charles. I will definitely make you a celebrity in the court at that time, and Your Majesty will definitely look at your talents differently, you have talents. I'll let everybody know that! When the time comes, you will definitely be a minister, maybe even a prime minister, and I will help you make a name in history! ”

However, as Charlotte narrates, Charles slowly wakes up from his intoxication.

yes, she's on opposite sides of the road right now?!

"I don't particularly agree with that." After listening quietly for a long time, Charles finally spoke calmly. "I don't think your majesty will be able to become a king again. So you're just daydreaming right now. ”

Perhaps because Charles's words were too sharp, Charlotte's face instantly collapsed.

"You're just daydreaming! You and your grandpa are daydreaming! That Corsican ogre is dead, his nephew is worthless, and all over Europe knows that he is worthless! ”

"Really?" Charles smiled coldly. "Even if he's worthless. We can put him on the throne too, believe it or not? ”

"I don't believe it!"

"That's your mistake."

"Okay...... Soon you will see that His Majesty the King will return to rule over this kingdom that God has destined to rule. Charlotte looked at Charles angrily, with a stubbornness in her eyes that didn't admit defeat, and a little 'why don't you listen to me?' of helplessness and sadness. "When the time comes, no one can stop our happiness, not even yourself!"

"I'll make your daydreams come to naught." Charles was also a little annoyed by her. I also replied with a salute.

Two young people lying down quarreled with each other face to face. The eyes are facing each other, and no one is willing to retreat half a point.

Suddenly, Charlotte straightened up, knelt down on the bed, and still glared at Charles. "Always, always ......"

Then, to Charles's surprise, she suddenly lunged forward. Like a she-cat that has spotted her prey, she pounces on Charles.

"I hate you! I hate you! ”

With this love-hate murmur, she hugged Charles violently. Then, she closed her eyes and pressed her cheek to Charles's face.

The warm lips pressed against Charles's lips, and soon, her smooth tongue slowly stretched out of it, and then jerkily probed into Charles's mouth.

Although she didn't know what she was thinking at this time, and how the two of them suddenly changed from arguing to kissing, Charles didn't want to delve into it anymore, or rather, there was no extra mind to delve into it.

How many people can keep their sanity in this situation? He couldn't do it anyway.

The faint scent of laurel slowly entered his heart, and he closed his eyes as well, and then hugged Charlotte.

The two of them were in Charlotte's bedroom, in the bed where she usually slept, rolling and kissing, forgetting everything.

Years of fetters, years of discord, have been melted in this short period of time. There have been countless quarrels, and even their own parting ways, but they can't forget it, even if they don't calculate the depth of love in it, even if it is hate, it is strong enough to distinguish each other.

Do you love more, or do you hate more?

There are already answers.

I don't know how long it took for the two to stop the deep kiss, and then gently untied the hug.

With a lingering flush, Charlotte stepped out of bed, walked to the dresser, and carefully sorted out her messed up dress.

Charles, on the other hand, was still lying on the bed, continuing to look out the window at the garden.

In his heart, a kind of "What the hell have I done!" suddenly arised! I felt ridiculous, as if I was very dissatisfied with the fact that I had just been "calmly attacked" without resistance.

After tidying up her dress a little, Charlotte turned her head, still looking at Charles with hatred, her blonde hair fluttering between the turns, adding to the momentum of the moment.

"I hate you! I hate you! She repeated it several times, as if she wanted to shout out all the anger in her heart.

"I'm going to win, and then drag you down that road, I really don't understand what someone would look down on if you have such a good future? You are simply stupid! Only we can be together! ”

But history has proven that your failures are certain, and your path is a pipe dream.

Charles kept the words in his heart. Then he quietly changed the subject.

"When are you going to go?"

"Tomorrow," Charlotte replied angrily, "so don't go back to-night." Just stay here for one night and we'll go back tomorrow......"

Seeing that there was something wrong with Charles's eyes, she immediately blushed a little and added loudly, "Of course I don't live here!" Will we still be missing a room in our house! ”

"Even if you say that, I'll have to go home and deal with things, right? Besides, they have to say ......"

"What's the matter, can't you just write a note and send it over? Can't you slow it down? Charlotte disagreed, "Are you still worried about what will happen?" ”

"But it's better to say it anyway, okay?"

"Charles. You're spoiling her too much, it's not good, I've said it so many times. Can't you figure it out? Charlotte suddenly sighed softly, "No matter what, it's your sister, you can't spoil her for the rest of your life, right?" One day she will have to marry out, and if you spoil her so much that she doesn't understand anything. I can't stand anything. How will she live after that? Charlotte took advantage of this rare opportunity to keep instilling some terrible thoughts in Charles, "Charles, let Fran grow up." ”

Charles was silent, partly because he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

He had to admit that every word she said made sense.

However, Charlotte's correct words provoked his anger for no reason.

"Fran is right, you really don't like her."

His gaze made Charlotte speechless for a moment.

After a moment. She replied.

"Even if so, so what? I have the right to dislike anyone! ”

"It's not going to work. You can dislike her. But I don't allow you to speak ill of her in front of me. Charles's voice became a little harsh, "She's my sister, my only sister!" I'm just going to spoil her, so what? ”

As if to strengthen his tone, the ghost sent a god, and he said a sentence that suddenly popped into his mind, "If she can't be happy because of this, then I will take care of her for the rest of her life, what a simple thing!" ”

After saying this, Charlotte looked at Charles blankly, as if she had been stunned.

To be honest, even Charles was a little surprised by his sudden statement.

After a moment of silence, Charlotte spread her hands and made a gesture of helplessness.

"Well, then you can guard the angel of your own home, even if it is man-made...... See how long you can keep it? And do you really think your sister doesn't understand anything? It's ridiculous. People always like to lie to themselves, and I'm used to seeing it. ”

Just as Charles was about to continue the argument, there was a clear noise at the door.

"What's the matter?" Charlotte asked in a low voice.

"Miss, the master told you to come over for dinner." The one who spoke was Charlotte's handmaiden, "and ......"

Just as she was about to say Charles, Charlotte quickly interrupted her loudly. "Okay, I know it, let's come over right away!"

"Yes." The maid hurriedly retreated.

"It's already this time." Charles sighed, then got out of bed, intending to walk out of the room.

"Wait!" Charlotte hurriedly stopped him.

Then, she stepped forward and rearranged Charles' crumpled bow tie.

"Do you want to be known so much?"

"I thought you wouldn't be shy, would you?" Charles looked at her in amazement.

Charlotte immediately tugged at Charles' bow tie and then glanced at him again.

"Hurry up, do you want my grandfather to wait for you?!"

………………

At the time of the meal, the Duke of Treville and his son, the Duke of Philip Treville Jr., as well as Charlotte's brother Eugène, were present, and the Duke's family of Treville, in addition to her brother, gathered at the table today.

However, out of a necessary aristocratic courtesy, except for the courtesy greetings at the beginning, no one asked more about what the two had just done, but thoughtfully avoided embarrassment for the two of them.

The Duke of Treville was just looking forward to the next arrangements for the two of them, and wished them all the best.

"Don't worry, grandpa, we'll take care of everything over there!" With a well-rounded smile, Charlotte replied softly. (To be continued......)

PS: The Dragon Boat Festival is coming, it's time to give everyone some benefits......

I hope that everyone can eat good zongzi ~~~