The Sin of Ludwigs

"With your intelligence, you should have been able to guess what happened. As you can imagine, about ten years ago, Miss Louise Williers and an Englishman went out of this manor in a carriage. , and never came back, which is why only that room in the Frigou Manor has her portrait."

Even when he was talking about such a serious matter as his mother eloping with someone else, Elvis was in a very peaceful mood, as if he was just talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"This is really stupid!" Listening to this seemingly understatement, I couldn't help blurting out.

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately wished I could swallow what I said - what happened to me, even if it was the truth, I couldn't say it!

Miss Williers' conduct seemed to me a very foolish one indeed - for aristocratic women, they must remain absolutely - or at least apparently - absolutely pure before they marry, but as long as they are married If they marry and give birth to an heir, no matter how many suitors they want, or what they want to do, it is all their freedom, whether it is romance or love.This is an unwritten rule of the upper class. It is only necessary to ensure that there are people in the family and the harmony of the superficial relationship. Then it is not a big deal for the couple to have no interest in each other and live under the same roof as strangers. They should enjoy Nothing will be missing.

Under such already very tolerant rules, he gave up all his status, reputation and wealth, and even damaged the reputation of the two families, and made this seemingly romantic behavior that was actually hated by the whole society, destroying himself Everything that isn't stupid is what it is!

Hearing my comment, Elvis paused with the teacup brought to his lips. After a while, he put the teacup down without saying a word.

When the teacup was put down, it collided with the porcelain saucer and there was a crisp sound——My Virgin Mary!Elvis has always had good manners, I have never seen him make the cutlery rattle while eating or drinking tea before!

This kind of wordless silence is more frightening than the fury of a thunderbolt. In a hurry, I caught a word in Elvis's words: "English? So, this is why Earl Ian hates the English so much." ?"

If that's the case, then I can barely understand why Ian hates men related to England so much. Of course, understanding is understanding, and the shadow that guy left on me cannot be forgiven so easily!

Elvis didn't answer. He looked at me for a while and asked, "How do you feel about the New World?"

"Huh?" The topic turned too fast, and I didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"I mean, how do you feel about the New World?" Elvis explained to me very rarely, "As you said, you like all kinds of theaters, dances, banquets, all kinds of offers Shops with different novelties, you have not had these during the time you have been with me, so how do you really feel?"

I probably understood what he meant.

"I don't want to lie in front of you. To be honest, my lord, this kind of life is quite boring, so I miss my hometown even more."

You have to have some fun in life. I don’t need to worry about Elvis like I used to when I was with Earl Ian. I can roam freely in the castle during the day, but Elvis is not Ian. He doesn’t listen to opera at all. No comedy, no balls or banquets, life is the most boring and self-restraining Puritan life-seriously, this kind of life is really boring, I even started teaching the maids to play double six with complicated rules Chess!If I were in Ludwigsburg, I wouldn't have time to play this kind of boring game. There are more new things and things than it. I can't be busy with banquets, appointments, forest walks, and theaters every day. Yes, and obviously, even in the simplest poker game, the people of Ludwigsburg are more clever, lively and playful, and know more tricks!

If only Ian's and Elvis' lives could be balanced so that I have top-notch expenses and all kinds of fun.Ian likes to have fun, and the people around him are good at creating new tricks, but I don't want to join him-it's one thing to have fun, it's another to be entertained!

Regarding my evaluation, Elvis did not get angry, as Ian said, he was indeed very conniving towards me.

"My grandfather was a very rigid and strict man. After Miss Williers came to the New World from London, he ordered her nurse and attendants to be dismissed. For five years, there was no ball, banquet or party at Frigou Manor. For any entertainment, in those five years, she never met a single nobleman other than my grandfather and father," he said.

I looked at him in disbelief.

"It's just..."

I can't even find words to describe my shock for a while.

Although I have never been to London, I know that the prosperity of London is not inferior to that of Paris, so it is not difficult to imagine, as a lady from a famous London family, what kind of happy life Miss Louise Williers enjoyed before she got married However, after marrying to the New World, it’s fine that the happy life I’m used to is gone forever, but my husband’s family dismissed all the people around me, and it’s like being imprisoned in the manor for five full years?

That's right, it's house arrest - a noble lady, without anyone familiar or close to her, no banquets, dances and other social activities, and not being able to see others, what is it if this is not house arrest?

"It's too much to treat a young lady like this. Why do you do this?" Recalling the arrogance in the eyes of the beautiful girl in the studio, I can't help feeling sorry for the beauty who had such an unfortunate experience. Deep sympathy arose.

When she painted that portrait, she must have never thought that she would experience such an encounter!

Elvis gave me an unexpected but reasonable answer.

"In order to ensure that the heir is indeed from the blood of the Higgs family."

"This is really ridiculous!" I couldn't help shouting, "As the young lady of the Williers family, I believe that Miss Louise is not ignorant of the rules among nobles! This is simply abuse!"

That's right, according to the rules of the aristocracy, as long as they give birth to an heir, or even get married, the noble ladies are free to live the life they want, and the romantic habits of the upper class have also led to a considerable part of the marriage. The heirs aren't really the heirs of their nominal fathers - like me and a lot of Franchemons like me, but that's the product of unbalanced marriages; , everyone knows that this kind of marriage is equivalent to the cooperation between two families, and the heir with the blood of the two families is the guarantee of cooperation. The consequences of that unbalanced marriage?

"You've probably seen a picture of my father, too," Elvis said. "My grandfather wanted everything to be safe."

"Uh--"

I remembered the portrait of Earl William I had seen, and the tall and beautiful portrait of the bride in the studio, and suddenly I was speechless.

God undoubtedly favored Miss Louise Williers very much, endowed her with extraordinary beauty and birth, but neglected to give her a husband to match her beauty.

"Miss Louise must have had an uncomfortable time," I said.

"You don't need to be so euphemistic." Elvis said plainly about the terrible past, "Before Ian and I were born, Miss Williers was under a lot of pressure, even before they had dinner Her grandfather would have someone put a note on her plate reminding her that it was her sole responsibility to bear children, and that she was an outsider of the Haggis family until she gave birth to an heir, so she must not try to rely on her status To claim the power of the Haggis family - even if she didn't think so."

"Actually, I don't hate Miss Williers. Ian and I just call her that because she doesn't want to be called Higgs, and we don't want her to be called anything else; The deceased Earl William also sent a carriage matching her identity to escort them away safely when she was leaving."

"Uh, ah—so to speak, Lord Earl William really has the demeanor that a noble nobleman should have."

For such an ending, I couldn’t judge for a while—if what Elvis said is true, then after experiencing such a dark life, Miss Louise would rather give up her identity as the Countess of Higgs and leave. It is understandable; and in the face of the humiliation of his wife eloping with someone, Earl William has made the greatest tolerance he can give. Another nobleman in his position may have ordered the elopement to be killed or arrested. Back, it can only be said that fate played a huge joke on the Higgs family, involving everyone.

But there is another question lingering in my mind.

"Why did you tell me these things?" I asked Elvis, "It stands to reason that these things are your family's secrets, and as an outsider, I shouldn't let me know."

Elvis turned to look at the sunflower-shaped clock on the wall.

"Ian is my closest person, and so are you. I don't want any misunderstanding between you two."

I took a deep breath.

"My lord, I don't question your promise, but I'm sorry to ask a question—you will let me go back to Europa, won't you?"

Facing this question, Elvis was silent for a while.

"Of course—the Haggis family has no reason to detain a nobleman."

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