Versailles Wild Rose

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The maid hurried over to help Christine up.

Abigail called a guard to invite a doctor. There are imperial doctors in the palace, and they also live in the palace, always on call.

The maid laid Christine flat on the couch. Her face was pale, her breathing was thin, and her lips were blue.

"Go get a glass of honey water," Abigail told the maid.

Mrs. de Montière asked in panic, "What should I do?"

Anna of Austria said calmly, "Wake her up first."

Abigail pinched the bottom of Christine's nose with her thumbnail, and she woke up a dozen seconds later.

Eyelids fluttered, and a thin moan came out of his throat.

"Feed her some honey water," Abigail told the maid.

Girls, most of the hypoglycemia in this era is mainly caused by partial eclipse and lack of exercise, which is normal.

After drinking half a glass of honey water, Christine's complexion looked better, and she was no longer so pale.

The doctor arrived soon and asked Christine about her diet in the past few days. She didn't eat very well; she slept well, but she often felt tired recently.The doctor asked the maid to roll up her skirt for her to check.

Abigail felt a little awkward.Many private things in this era are often not private at all. For example, children in the palace will be watched by crowds. It can be said that there are at least dozens of pairs of eyes watching the birth process of royal women. When people are killed, it is difficult to have a conspiracy under the watchful eyes of everyone.

For example, doctors rarely have the concept of "patient rights", not to mention that there is the most honorable woman in France, Her Majesty the Queen Mother, in the room, so there is no need to avoid it.

A few minutes later, the doctor announced that Mademoiselle de la Vallière was well and that the fainting was due to pregnancy.

Philip raised his eyebrows and looked at Abigail, "Oh, it's Brother Wang's batard." Brother Wang was about to finish

Anna of Austria frowned, "Send someone to invite His Majesty to come."

Abigail felt nothing in her heart, "Probably not His Majesty's child, she has only lived in for half a month."

Philip suddenly said "yes"

But this matter is so much fun, if it is brother Wang's seed, Abigail will definitely be angry; if it is not brother Wang's seed, Louis will probably bear the name of "father" for other men.

He was overjoyed, ready to watch Brother Wang's jokes.

Louis' first reaction when he heard this was "Who said it must be my child?"

He glanced at Abigail worriedly. She didn't look angry. She didn't know what to say to Philip. She laughed while talking, but it was dazzling.

"She just entered the palace not long ago, but" Austrian Anna is also having a headache. This dilemma is really difficult to solve. The biological father of the child is not sure, and Christine can't give an accurate answer. From the time point of view, the child is most likely to be Lavu Seoul's, not Louie's.If Louis admits that the child is his, it will mess up the royal blood; but if he does not admit it, he will be ridiculed by the nobles as "the king has no seed".

In short, it was too difficult.

Before Louis arrived, Mrs. de Montière asked about Christine's menstrual period, threatening her not to tell nonsense, otherwise if she was found to be lying, the king's wrath would be unbearable to their mother and daughter.Christine had to tell the truth that her last menstrual period was 6 weeks ago, that is to say, she was at most one month pregnant.

It is an early pregnancy.

Women are very sensitive to their menstrual periods. If they fail to come after the due date and have sex again, normal people will think that they are pregnant.

Philip didn't understand this yet, so he asked curiously.

"Women bleed once a month, this is" she thought about how to explain the principle of female reproduction in terms that people of this era can understand, "you know that a woman has a uterus in her body, right?"

"I know. What else?"

"There is an ovary on each side of the uterus. One egg develops and matures every month, which is to prepare for pregnancy. But if there is no pregnancy, this egg is useless. It will be excreted from the body after a few days. Good preparation is useless, it will also expel the body, so it will bleed."

"don't know."

"You don't need to know the specific principle, you just need to know the reason."

"Have you bled this month?"

"not yet."

"Maybe someday it will bleed"

"Ask this what you want to do"

Philip said very frankly, "I want to know if you are pregnant. Look, Brother Wang should have a headache."

The king doesn't need to worry about such trivial things, "Send someone to take her home, Claude, go tell that"

Claude said "Viscount de Blagelona?"

"Yes, go and tell him to marry Mademoiselle de la Vallière as soon as possible."

Abigail can't help but shake her head and see how heartless this guy is.

Claude took the order.

Christine was stunned by this news, "Your Majesty, how could you do this to me?"

She grabbed Louis by the lace of his cuff and burst into tears.

Louis pulled the lace away impatiently, "Don't cry, I hate crying women, she's so ugly."

Bangtang quickly floated in from the door, "Your Majesty."

"Give her an allowance and go to her house. I remember that her house is very small. Give their mother and daughter a bigger villa, but don't spend too much money. Give that viscount a position in the army .” Then he ordered the maid, “Take the young lady back to her room. You can take all her clothes with you, but keep the jewels.”

Anna of Austria raised her forehead, "My son, you are the king."

"Very poor king." He looked not at his mother, but at Abigail.

Abigail was speechless for a while, this big pig's hoof was really heartless, but the handling was really straightforward. From the perspective of Christine's interests, marrying the child's father as soon as possible is the best solution.

"Do you still need to take back the gift sent by His Majesty?"

He smiled, "It seems that you won't want it, well, the king can't be too stingy, Christine, you can keep the jewels."

Christine was still crying, it just turned into muffled sobs.

The question of when Abigail will bleed is also on Louie's mind.

He asked Bontang to find Mary, Abigail's maid.

"Your Majesty." Mary was a little nervous.The king was very handsome, but he was also notoriously bad-tempered. He suddenly summoned her, a low-level maid, and didn't know what it was.

"You are Miss's maid, you should know everything about Miss."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Miss has been in the Louvre for a few days"

"More than a month, it arrived on the 16th of last month."

"today's date"

"November 9."

"When did the lady bleed last month?"

Mary froze for a moment, "The 22nd."

Louis waved his hand, and Bangtang immediately signaled Mary to leave.

Mary quickly curtseyed and backed out.

Something unpleasant happened, but Christine was dismissed reasonably and quickly. Louis was in a good mood, and went out for a horse ride as usual in the afternoon.

Abigail asked for leave today, saying that she had worn out her inner thigh after learning how to ride a horse and had to rest for a few days.Of course the beauty's legs should not be damaged, he agreed and asked her to rest well, and he came to have dinner with her at night.

Philip carefully applied a translucent ointment on the inner side of Abigail's thighs, the delicate skin was worn out and reddened, looking pitiful.

"You can only learn to stop for one day, or your legs can't stand it."

"You can learn without wearing it down, okay?"

"Your riding posture is wrong. You should clamp the horse's belly with your calves instead of your thighs. How did d'Artagnan teach you?" Philip said dissatisfied.

"I haven't developed a habit, or I don't ride horses too often." She lay on the couch, with her head resting on a square pillow and her legs resting on his.

"You can't learn to ride a horse too fast, why are you in a hurry?" he muttered.

"Horseback riding is fun. Have you painted it yet?"

"It's finished. It seems that it should be covered with gauze." He tried hard to recall the correct steps.

"Claire, go get a roll of gauze."

Claire quickly came in with a roll of gauze.

Not knowing what to do with the gauze, Philip fiddled with her leg and tied a hideous mess of bandages.

"You are such a young master." Abigail sat up, looking at the gauze bandage on her left leg with distaste, "It's too tight, it hurts."

She undoes the gauze.

"I'll reapply the ointment when it's gone." He said with a smile.

The ointment contains peppermint, which cools and cools the wound when applied. The red and hot wound is soothed and very comfortable.

But then she yelled, "Don't touch that"

"Don't touch anything." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The boy learns badly.

"Bontang called Mary away, and guess what will happen"

"I don't know. However, he is speaking for the king."

"Of course. Christine is gone, and Lia Charlotte, who else is here, are you going to drive those women away one by one?"

"I didn't drive Christine away."

"But you really don't want to drive them away?"

"I can't be the master of this matter."

"What can you do master"

"Be my own master, see," she sat up, sitting on his lap, smoothing her skirt over her smooth legs, "I can do that."

She bowed slightly to kiss him.

"Just wait a minute." He sighed contentedly.

Claire held a silver tray in her hand, and in the tray was a letter sealed with wax, "Miss, a letter from the young master."

One slender hand picked up the letter and handed it over to the other hand, with a slight force in both hands, the wax was broken off.

Regno's letter was not long.

"My love, my sunshine

Today is still a day to miss you.

I have returned to the castle, it has been raining for the past few days, and the weather is just like my mood, with a bit of autumn bleakness.I have some flowers in my garden, but none of them are blooming now, and it bothers me to think that if you were there, I would be as happy as a sunny day if there were not a single green leaf on the lawn.

I miss your soft lips and lovely smile, I clearly remember the smell of your body, and anxiously wait for the day when I see you again.

Do you miss me too, tell me how much you miss me, my only hope in this dreary exile.

Please write back to me as soon as possible.

Your faithful Reno. "

She finished reading the letter and read it again, then folded the letter and handed it to Claire, "Put it away, lock it, and keep the key."

Claire understood and nodded.

The author has something to say that this article is basically in line with the values ​​of the feudal monarchy era in the 17th century. Do not use the socialist values ​​​​of the 21st century to measure the words and deeds of all characters.The author himself strongly does not recommend that women give birth prematurely. Pregnancy will definitely cause irreversible damage to the mother. It is the plunder of the fetus to the mother. No matter how much money is given, pregnancy will do more harm than good.

In the 17th century, there were no convenient and easy-to-use contraceptive methods, no reliable and effective condoms, no oral and external contraceptives, and people who had sex and had good physical functions could not avoid pregnancy.It seems that it is not necessary to set it as a physical defect in order to prevent the heroine from getting pregnant, so let it go, if the author thinks it is reasonable, he will write it.

Thanks to the continuous improvement of science and technology and medicine, since the middle of the 20th century, women have the right and means to actively choose contraception. Women can independently decide whether to have children and when to give birth, which is the most basic point of women's rights.

Tomorrow we will talk about what methods women have used for contraception. ,,