At Grandpa's knock on the door, after confirming that Fran was in hiding, Charles gently opened the door. Then he found himself looking at his grandfather.

He was now also wearing a pajamas, and his face was somewhat tired and characteristic of old age.

Obviously, he had gone to bed just now, and when he learned that he had returned, he got up from his bed and came to look for him.

What is there that deserves to be so concerned about him?

"Grandpa, it's so late, is there anything you can do?"

Charles reached out and carefully helped him in, sat down at the desk, and asked cautiously.

"Actually, it's nothing," the old marquis smiled reluctantly, "it's just that you've been away from home lately, so some of you want to see you." ”

"Oh, then you can just watch." Although he knew in his heart that this was not the reason, Charles still didn't say anything and replied with a smile.

Then, as Charles had said, the old Marquis did not speak, but sat quietly in his chair and looked at Charles, and the room fell into a strange silence. Charles's doubts were piling up more and more.

"Charles, you're getting better and better now, and I'm glad you do." After I don't know how long it took, the old marquis finally sighed slightly, breaking the peace, "Our family, after all, is not completely unlucky. ”

"What are you...... What does this mean? Charles was a little confused.

"It's nothing, I'm just relieved." Grandpa sighed again, "I'm old. I just want to see you all be safe, so now it's nice to see you all grown up. Really happy......"

Although he kept saying that he was happy, Charles only felt strange, because judging from this appearance, he didn't look happy at all.

Wait, he said "you guys"?

"What's wrong with Fran?" Charles's heart suddenly tensed, "Has she not listened to you lately?" Really, I'm going to have to talk about her tomorrow......"

"Nope. There's nothing wrong with her, she's just grown up......," the old marquis shook his head, and there was a rare wry smile on his face. "I thought I could live like this, but I didn't expect it...... Ay...... You've all grown up. Hmph, it's really a brother and sister, and it's almost the same time to get suspicious. ”

Charles finally understood why his grandfather was so behaving tonight.

I'm afraid that Fran is secretly asking the servants about it. Let him know. That's right, too. After all, the head of the family, what is abnormal about the young lady, it is impossible not to know, right?

But Fran is in this room right now! This matter cannot be said again.

"You're in a bad mood right now, and I'm a little tired, so let's talk about it tomorrow...... You see, it's all this time......" Nervous, Charles was also a little flustered, "Fran has always loved you. Although there are occasional disobedience, it is still ......"

"Don't you even have the interest in listening to your grandfather now?" The old marquis glanced at him dissatisfied. His expression suddenly became much more severe.

"No, of course I didn't mean that." Charles hurriedly explained.

This tone, this attitude......

That's right, the old man had obviously drunk a lot of alcohol before.

"It's too bad, Charles, it's terrible, you don't know how I've been doing lately." The old man let out another long sigh. "Do you have any wine here? Yes, right? Hurry up and bring it to me. ”

"But...... All right. Charles reluctantly agreed.

Then he went to the cupboard beside his bed and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses.

Then he made a covert gesture under the quilt, asking Fran to be quiet and not to make a noise—yes, in a hurry, she shrank into the quilt of the Charles, and fortunately she was petite, so that the old marquis did not see anything unusual.

Then Charles took the wine and the glass to the desk and gently poured them both.

"Grandpa, you'd better drink less." He whispered a word of persuasion.

However, as if he hadn't heard it at all, his grandfather picked up the cup and poured it down.

"Ah, what a good drink," he shouted after drinking...... "After drinking it, I feel more refreshed." ”

Then, as if he had regained his former grandeur, he picked himself up and looked at Charles again.

"It sucks, Charles. Fran had been asking the servants about Alice several times lately, and she had become suspicious. ”

It was because she was suspicious that she came to my room to ask!

"Actually, it's nothing." Charles replied with a reluctant smile, trying to help his grandfather get through vaguely.

"Maybe you think it's nothing, but what about her? What would she think? The old marquis misunderstood what Charles meant, and sighed again, "What kind of person will I become in her eyes?" An impersonal monster, or a cold-blooded old butcher? ”

"No, she wouldn't think so." Charles hurriedly comforted, "Why does she look at you like this?" Isn't it just a matter of putting away all the portraits of my mother? That's for her good, too. ”

No, don't, really don't talk about it anymore, otherwise you won't be able to hide anything. Although he still maintained his composure on the surface, Charles was already yelling in his heart.

"Portrait, portrait of hell...... It's because of the damn painting that our house has become this bits and pieces! As if touched by something, the old marquis suddenly cursed, "I have made the biggest mistake of my life here, Charles, and you must never repeat it in the future." A man must not learn any hellish art! ”

Then, dejectedly, he poured himself another sip of wine.

"Hmph, damn it's been a painting that has hurt us for decades!"

Charles didn't know what to say, so he poured himself a sip of wine.

He was actually quite able to understand his grandfather's psychology - not that he had any troubled conscience, but that he was worried that his granddaughter would not be able to understand what he was doing if the matter was revealed. And then they develop hatred for themselves. That's why I'm so hesitant to make a decision.

That's right, no matter how resolute and resolute you are. It's hard to withstand being seen as a bad guy by your favorite granddaughter, and then the family relationship is broken.

Perhaps hearing Charles's heart, the old marquis did not say any more, but continued to drink wine one by one, and soon he drank the whole bottle of brandy.

"Charles, bring me another bottle."

"Grandpa, don't drink it." Charles hurriedly dissuaded, "You've drunk enough, right?" ”

"Bring me another bottle!"

“…… All right. Charles reluctantly got up.

"I still haven't figured it out, what is this qiē for?" But. Before Charles could leave his seat, the old marquis suddenly slapped the table heavily, "Why am I having so many bad lucks!" ”

"Grandpa? You're drunk, get some rest early. Charles hurried to help him.

"We were supposed to have a qiē. It turned out that there was nothing left overnight. Why? Wouldn't it be nice to run as it is, at least until the day I die! Outcome...... But what kind of revolution is going to be made, Louis XVI is blind, the whole country is crazy, boring and boring cannibalism for decades, but I am buried with my whole youth! I suddenly lost a qiē, and I finally got my life back. As a result, I had to repair my shoes for ten years! Am I doing something wrong!

I didn't complain, I gritted my teeth and repaired my shoes for ten years. found an opportunity to come back, bowed to Napoleon, pleased him, and finally restarted, but Napoleon himself was finished! I lost another qiē overnight! Am I doing something wrong?

I endured all this, I lived honestly, I was afraid that my son would live the same youth as me again, and fulfilled his wishes, and the result was ...... Outcome...... But he brought out a poor worm, and he repaid me by running away! Am I doing something wrong!

I can't say that I have suffering, I can only endure this qiē silently, I can't tell others, is my heart very comfortable? Am I happy? In the end, when I get old, I will encounter this kind of bad luck! It sucks...... What a suck, damn revolution, damn Louis XVI, damn Napoleon, damn son, damn shoes, damn painting! ”

He was completely drunk, and cursed loudly, as if to vent the resentment that had been held in his heart for decades, and he held Charles's hand tightly, "Charles, you sue me, did I do something wrong?" ”

"No, you didn't do anything wrong." Charles suddenly felt a sour nose, held the other man's hand tightly, and whispered to comfort him, "Really, you're not wrong. ”

"Then why all this bad luck?" The old marquis glared at Charles fiercely, as if questioning the goddess of fate herself, "Why! ”

The old man's hair was messy, his voice was hoarse, and he looked miserable.

Silent.

Charles closed his eyes.

He felt like he couldn't look any further.

Yes, his grandfather should not be so miserable, he should be shrewd and conceited, he should be cold and composed, he should never be moved by feelings...... Just as he had done in his own twenty years before.

"That's enough."

After a long silence, Charles reopened his eyes. He grabbed his grandfather's shoulders and shook violently suddenly.

"Yes, you've had a lot of bad luck, but even then you're happy enough - because at least you still have us, and at least there are people in the world who love you! We respect you, love you, worry about your health, work hard to please you, inherit your family, and fulfill your unfulfilled wishes! That's enough. Nobles must not be bothered by what has already happened, didn't you teach me? ”

Maybe at this moment Fran was watching his brother and grandfather drink and go crazy, but Charles couldn't care so much, he continued to shake his grandfather's shoulders, "What, it's starting to complain, can't people get old?" Where did the cavalryman who charged at the enemy with his saber go? Swallowed up by time? Ha, it's so pitiful, even my grandson can't help but feel pity, do you think it's good? Isn't it good! ”

He shook as he spoke.

Under his series of interrogations, the old marquis gradually came to his senses.

He looked at his grandson quietly and watched silently for a long time.

And then. He burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, it's really pitiful, I'm actually mixed up to the point of being laughed at by my grandson. Hahahaha! ”

After laughing for a long time, he stopped laughing.

"Charles, you're right, it's me who lost my temper." He sat down again, his usual calm on his face. "So, what do you think I should do about it?"

"Sue sù Fran, sue sù her." Charles sat down as well. "Let her decide for herself."

"Sue her?" The old marquis asked rhetorically, but there was no surprise.

Obviously, he also has this kind of realization in his heart. Maybe finding Charles tonight is just a last resort. "Don't you usually love her the most?"

"Since she wants to know, let's sue her, if you want to seek the truth, you must have the consciousness to bear the truth." Charles replied calmly. "That's right. I'm really worried, but ...... I'm sure she'll be able to withstand it. Because she has the blood of this family in her body after all. Besides, at this point, even if we don't say it, she will still know it by herself in the end, so it's better for us to take the initiative to say it......"

Then Charles and the old marquis looked at each other, as if to confirm each other's determination.

"Okay...... Then do as you say. I'll tell her all tomorrow to save her from being suspicious. "After a long time. The old marquis sighed heavily, "What a hell! What a sad child would become! ”

"Sometimes, people grow up after they are sad." Charles also sighed helplessly, "I can't stop it." ”

"That's right, so be it." The old marquis finally made up his mind. "I'm going back to sleep, there's a lot going on tomorrow, so I have to keep my spirits!"

Then, ignoring Charles, he left his seat and walked back with a firm step.

After he was gone, Charles closed the door again and walked back to the bed.

"Come out, it's fine." He said calmly.

Then, the quilt slowly lifted, and Fran looked at Charles timidly, as if embarrassed.

"Sir...... What the hell is going on? Was Grandpa drunk just now? You seem to be arguing so much......" she asked in a trembling voice, as if with the usual luck of people before the catastrophe came.

All along, the two elders she worshipped as gods suddenly lost their temper like this, which really made her unacceptable for a while.

"Yes, he's drunk, and we had a lot of arguments." Charles nodded calmly, "But now, we've reached a consensus, there's no need to argue anymore." Fran, I have something to sue you. ”

Fran stared blankly at Charles and didn't answer.

"Listen, what I'm going to say next is very important, and it concerns the honor of our family. So, I hope you'll be able to keep it a secret after listening to it. Charles admonished first.

Are you going to sue me? But...... It doesn't look good.

A sense of foreboding suddenly took over Fran's heart, making her suddenly want to back off.

"What if...... If it's a problem, you ...... I can understand if you don't sue me......"

"No, it's about you, and after I judge, the best choice for everyone is to be open and honest." Charles looked at Fran earnestly, "I just hope you'll listen to me." ”

Since she wanted to know, then sue her, it was the last decision he made.

"Alright then, you can say it."

"Our mother had a miscarriage because of an accident." Charles suddenly frowned, "Okay, I don't want to say it so misty, let's put it bluntly, our mother was accidentally killed by Dad." ”

Fran's eyes widened and she looked at Charles in disbelief, as if trying to find a hint of a joke on his face, but she couldn't find it.

Then, Charles told her everything he knew about his father, as it was, without reservation.

………………

"Hmm... Not...... "......Flan couldn't stop crying, just to keep making a noise, so she kept covering her mouth with her hand.

"Okay, miss, now I've told you everything about Yiqiē." After finishing speaking, Charles let out a long sigh of relief, and he felt a lot more relaxed, "Although I am sorry to hide something from you all along, please believe that I am hiding it just to not make you as sad as I am now, and I have not ...... any ill will towards you."

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Charles looked at his sister with pity, then spread his hands.

"Come on, cry enough, if it makes you feel better."

Fran threw herself into his arms, and tears quickly wet his chest, but Charles didn't complain, just hugged his sister and gently stroked her hair. "Do you blame me?"

"Hmm...... No, sir......" replied Fran as she cried, "if only I hadn't asked!" ”

"Isn't it too late to say that now? I've told you a few times, but you just don't listen. Charles smiled helplessly.

Then, he solemnly reasserted, "Fran, I hope you don't blame Grandpa, you have to understand his choice, as he just said, he doesn't want to do this either. ”

"I don't blame him, no, I'm still a little angry, I ...... I don't know what to say! My God! My God! Fran replied incoherently, hugging Charles' waist tightly. My God! What should I do? ”

Charles didn't answer, just gently stroked her hair. "I can understand your feelings, but, be strong, your last name is Trevill, isn't it?"

Fran was still in her brother's arms.

After crying for a long time, Fran finally looked up at Charles.

"The world is so ridiculous that only we can understand each other. Brother, I'm the only one with you! I'm the only one with you! ”

Her gaze made Charles's nose suddenly sore.

"What a stupid thing." He smiled reluctantly, "You still have grandpa, and friends, and so many people who love you." Okay, let's rest early, it's not early, grandpa will look for you tomorrow, don't break his heart. ”

Fran nodded slightly.

"Alright, let's go back and rest." Charles tried to let go of his sister's embrace.

"Sleep with me, brother, my heart is so messy, I can only sleep if I hold you." Fran suddenly hugged her tighter, "When I couldn't sleep when I was a kid, don't you often do that?" ”

"But that was when I was a kid." Charles felt a little embarrassed.

But under Fran's earnest gaze, Charles finally nodded in agreement. She was stimulated by this kind of mental stimulation tonight, and she really should be comforted.

And, to be honest, my chest is quite comfortable...... A thought crossed Charles' mind.

Hey, now is the time to think about this kind of question! And that's your sister! A sense of guilt suddenly welled up in my heart.

"Okay." He nodded, then hugged Fran again, "If you wish." ”

He put his hand on Fran's eyelids, and Fran in his arms closed his eyes.

Then he reclined on the head of the bed, ready to fall asleep,

However, when Charles fell asleep, Fran reopened her eyes and looked at her brother closely.

In this case, how could she fall asleep like Charles?

You're the only one left with me, and we're the only ones together. Again, she thought silently.

"What I'm going to say next is very important, and it concerns the reputation of our family." She suddenly remembered the words.

If these secrets are revealed, in fact, it is my brother who will be hurt the most, after all, reputation is a matter of importance.

And he seems to be in control of a lot of other things......

Kill him, kill him! (To be continued......)