Chapter 64: On the Road

"Huh! Wait! My good niece! ”

As Charlotte had expected, she only pretended to lose her temper slightly, and Edgar didn't dare to insist any longer, and quickly stopped her.

Charlotte paused slightly, but did not turn, still facing away from the other.

I gave you a chance, so don't blame me now...... She sneered inwardly.

"Well, you're right, it's a critical moment, and I can't afford to lose a big thing." Edgar softened his tone, "Okay, Charlotte, just do as you say, I'll leave tomorrow with you......"

"You've figured it out pretty quickly." Charlotte replied indifferently, "Okay, then you go and prepare as soon as possible, lest the Duchess won't let you leave ...... time."

After saying that, Charlotte left without looking back.

When she returned to her room, the ease and calm that had been maintained on Charlotte's face for a day suddenly disappeared completely, leaving only a slight anxiety and uneasiness.

It wasn't until her maid returned to her room that Charlotte calmed down a little.

"How?" She stared at the handmaiden and asked hurriedly.

"I've got the news out there, and they say they can do what you say." The handmaid replied in a whisper.

"Great!" Charlotte shouted out in relief. "I'm just afraid that the other side will make their own decisions and ruin our business!"

"What about you...... What's next for you? Don't think about it anymore? The maid carefully hid the uneasiness in her heart, "After all...... After all, this is no small matter. If...... If only ......"

"It's all this time, what else is there to consider?" Charlotte widened. Frightened, the maid hurriedly closed her mouth, "I've already given him a chance." If he wants to die, what can he hesitate about? How. Are you ready to question me? ”

"No, I definitely didn't mean that!" The maid was shocked and quickly lowered her head. "Of course, it's up to you."

"If you know, it's good." Charlotte's brow finally relaxed.

Then she looked in the mirror again, lost in thought.

In the mirror is a young woman with a beautiful face and a quiet expression. Her blue eyes were unfocused because of contemplation, her fair and slender neck was slightly erect, her golden hair was shining, and her whole person looked full of feminine charm, without a trace of old age.

Who would have thought. With such a quiet expression, she kept thinking about how to murder a relative?

"Her Majesty said you can send me away tomorrow morning, you have to think of a way to see if you can delay it until the afternoon." After a few moments, Charlotte said calmly.

"Afternoon, why?" The handmaiden was a little confused.

"If you leave in the morning, won't you be able to stay on the road?" Charlotte replied in a low voice. "To complete our plan, we'd better stay on the road for one night."

The maid quickly understood what Charlotte meant.

Windsor Castle is only thirty or forty kilometers from London, if you leave in the morning. Then you can get to London in the afternoon, and the chances of doing tricks and feet in the middle are much smaller. And if you leave in the evening, you can find a way to stay overnight in between.

And that night was the best time to solve the problem.

"What if...... If you're going to do that. So why don't you throw a farewell banquet tomorrow at noon? The handmaiden carefully suggested. Isn't that right? You may say that you are very grateful for your majesty and the others' hospitality, so you must repay them, and your majesty and the ladies should come to cheer them on. ”

"Good idea. You can do it! I can invite them to a feast and pretend that they are not strong enough to drink. Hold on a little longer and wait until the evening! Charlotte immediately agreed to the maid's suggestion. Then get me a pen and paper. I am going to write to Her Majesty the Queen in person, asking for a delay. ”

"Her Majesty would gladly agree...... But what about that person? Will he be suspicious? The handmaiden suddenly flashed a question.

"He's a lifesaver for us now, and he won't be suspicious. Moreover...... I'll tell him that it's easier for us to leave in the evening, so that we can hide from others. Okay, you can pass on this plan later, let them find a familiar hotel on the way, and we'll find a way to rest there in the meantime! ”

It's worthy of a lady, so thoughtful!

That would be possible. The maid nodded, then found a pen and paper for Charlotte and placed them in front of her desk.

Then, in silence, Charlotte went to her desk and wrote a letter to Her Majesty, which she gave to the maid to hand over to the Queen's attendants.

After she left, Charlotte's apparent composure slowly disappeared, and she fell on the bed as if her whole body was weak, and even her breathing was a little heavy for a while.

No matter how unbearable she is, the other party is a member of the Trever family she cherishes, and she is also her elder, no matter how firm she is, she can't help but be a little hesitant and anxious in her heart.

Besides, regardless of what Uncle Cousin thinks, it is still unknown whether her husband can understand his painstaking efforts.

Charles wouldn't blame me...... It was his father, after all.

Charlotte's hands clenched unconsciously, and the corner of the quilt was grasped into her hands.

At this point, there is no point in thinking about it, if he is angry, just be angry.

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As the sun slowly turned red over Britain and the sky became golden and blue, Madame de Treville at last stepped out of her sleeping bedroom and came to the carriage that had been prepared.

The guards, who had been waiting very anxiously, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The convoy was supposed to leave in the morning, but Madame Tréville had a luncheon to say goodbye to Her Majesty the Queen and her new friends in England, and it was delayed for a long time.

But even after she delayed for so long, the escorts weren't angry, at least they didn't appear angry.

As Charles had hoped, Charlotte became a popular darling of high society during her trip to Windsor, and the ladies all smiled at her.

This is of course because she was born into a famous family, and she is very beautiful, and she has all the etiquette and recuperation, so she can win everyone's favor, but more importantly, Her Majesty shows that she loves her very much.

So these guards understood that this Lady Trevier had the right not to be bound by any schedule.

Because of the fact that she had drunk a lot of wine at noon, Madame Tréville's face was still a little red, and even her walking was a little disorganized, and she finally walked smoothly to the carriage by relying on the support of the maid without a trace.

"I am ordered to escort you back to London, ma'am." A young officer walked up to Charlotte, then stretched out his hand to her, ready to support her, "How do you see your health?" If you're still not feeling well, just rest for another night and we'll leave tomorrow morning. ”

"No, thank you for your kindness, sir." Charlotte smiled and shook her head, "I've been delaying my trip for so long, how can I continue to delay and make you wait in vain?" No, I can't do that, let's go now. ”

"If you insist, then do as you say, ma'am." Seeing Madame Tréville speak so well, the officer breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he graciously opened the door of the carriage, and Charlotte smiled and nodded her gratitude to him, then took his hand, stepped on the pedals, and stepped into the carriage.

"By the way, sir, there is something I want to explain to you." As soon as she had settled down on the cushion of the carriage, Charlotte suddenly poked her head out and said to the officer, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

"Huh? What's the matter? Say it, ma'am. The officer was slightly stunned.

"Hmm...... As you know, I'm pregnant. Charlotte's smile added a slight embarrassment, "So, please slow down your trip, I think it's better for me." ”

"That's fine, but ...... It's so late now......" the officer hesitated slightly. "If you drive overnight, it's probably more harmful to your body."

"It doesn't matter, because we don't have to drive all night." Charlotte waved her hand and said there was no need to worry about it, "My friend told me about a hotel on the road before, and I thought we could rest there at nightfall and enter London the next morning." ”

The officer frowned slightly.

"If you think it's too much of a hassle for you, then I can change my mind." Charlotte looked at him apologetically.

Where can there be any objections at this time? Besides, pregnant women always have to have some preferential treatment.

"Then do as you say, ma'am." The officer nodded, "My mission is to escort you, you can arrange it as you like." ”

"Thank you, sir." Charlotte thanked him again.

At this moment, under her field of vision, a middle-aged man dressed very exquisitely, holding a small suitcase in his hand, rushed over quickly.

He was quickly stopped.

I really gave you a chance.

She looked at the middle-aged man who was running slowly with a smile on her face.

"By the way, that gentleman is my guest," Callotte called to the officer, who was about to go over to see the situation, "he is a French painter, whom I know here, and I intend to take him with me as a guest, and let my husband meet him as well." How's that, is it? ”

Charlotte looked at the young man quietly.

"These Frenchmen!" The officer shook his head inwardly, then bowed, turned and left.

His mission was only to escort Madame Tréville out of here, and he was not in the mood to spy on her guests.

Maybe the painter was really a guest of the Tréville family, maybe the painter was her new lover, but what did it matter to him? (To be continued......)