Grasp the farming script in the famous book

Should have thought of it earlier——

Since the producer notified "love is forbidden", it should be two-way.

Roland really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, she should have thought of it long ago——

Andrea is a "player", not an "original character" in this plane.

Andrea has a more advanced will than ordinary people, acts more freely and uninhibited, and is rarely constrained by moral concepts and customs in the plane.

He has always been "special" in Roland's eyes, and because of this "specialness", Roland treats him somewhat differently.

But now, after learning that the other party, like himself, also came from the 22nd century and outside the plane, the "halo" on Andrea's body will naturally recede.

At this moment, Roland felt that he was very kind, like a familiar old friend.

"But do you know why the producer notified 'dating forbidden'?"

Andrea was frowning and thinking when she heard the words, and suddenly realized something, raised her head in surprise and joy, and pointed at Roland: "Oh... you, you too-"

There was a smile on his face, and there was a small light in his eyes.

He was really happy, as if he had found a companion to play with in a lonely different world.

Roland couldn't help but also laughed. Andrea seemed to be a very cooperative person-it's a pity that they were competitors, and the players couldn't reach an offensive and defensive alliance that had nothing to do with the plot.

But it shouldn't be a problem to cooperate along the "plot".

Andrea happily held Roland's slender waist, and helped her turn around the room a few times, as if dancing a waltz.

If Mrs. Tanglar saw it, she would happily prepare the wedding banquet.

"I'm serious, have you ever thought about why the producer doesn't let us have any relationship beyond friendship?" Roland reminded Andrea.

"Also, don't you find it strange what happened tonight? The gendarmes let go of all the people who attended the rally, and concentrated on arresting you backbones."

Andrea gently released Roland, frowning: "What you said makes sense."

He laughed at himself: "The Ministry of the Interior has regarded us as a thorn in the flesh, thinking that as long as we are 'disposed of', the French will continue to be oppressed by them stupidly-why don't they look through the history books, Look at how the first 50 years went..."

Roland whispered as a reminder: "Andrea!"

"Well, well, my dear Mademoiselle Eugenie, I know what you are implying."

In addition to being more "avant-garde" in thinking, Andrea is also quite smart and alert.

"I will check the people around me to see if I have been betrayed."

"As for why the producer didn't let us fall in love...I don't have a clue yet."

"However, have you seen the butler next to the Count of Monte Cristo before?"

Andrea asked about Roland's impression.

"Monsieur Bertuccio? I saw him once at the residence of the Count of Monte Cristo."

Roland replied, "But I'm sure I've never seen him before."

Andrea gave a "hmm" and said, "I always think that person looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw him."

"Let's not talk about that." Andrea bent down respectfully and kissed Roland's little hand.

"I think I have obtained permission to ask my respected father-in-law, Baron Tanglar, to marry you."

Roland nodded slightly to express his approval.

"However, I need to remind you—because of my personality, if I agree to your marriage proposal right away, then Miss Tanglar's aloof personality will be destroyed."

"You can propose marriage directly to Baron Danglars. I think he will be very happy to agree."

"And I, I'll protest to the Baron that I don't want to marry anyone—so that the Baron will think I'm not feverish or confused or insane."

Everyone is a "player" entering the plane, and Andrea understands this.

He nodded immediately and respectfully said that he would do everything.

"In a few days, I will tell you my request. You just need to remember that I want to cooperate with you in the 'performance' - this matter is conditional."

Andrea expressed understanding: "Yes, miss, I will always remember your words: your request will bring positive and positive changes to this society."

In fact, these two proud people have made demands on each other in unison.

After Andrea finished speaking, she turned and walked out the door of the small living room.

At the door he must have met Madame Tanglars and some maids.After Andrea said a few words, Mrs. Tanglar's sigh came from the corridor at the door of the living room.

"Eugénie is too stubborn."

Mrs. Tanglar said sadly, "But this is my daughter. If she can easily agree to you, she will not be the one you love."

Andrea happily said yes outside the door.

When Andrea left the Tanglar mansion, the baroness thoughtfully arranged a carriage to take the future "delicate guest" to the Prince Hotel.

Andrea got out of the carriage before arriving at the hotel, and sent the Tanglars' coachman back on the pretext that "the night was just right" and that he wanted to go for a walk alone.

Just as Andrea was strolling slowly in the shade beside the carriageway, a tall and thin figure slowly followed behind him.

"Little Benedetto!"

The visitor bared his teeth and greeted.

This tall, lanky man was Andrea's acquaintance, Caderousse.He already has a decent long coat now, but it's a pity that he is not a natural clothes hanger, good clothes can't hold up, and even if he wears it, it is baggy, not like his own.

"What a thrill tonight at the Bastille!"

Caderousse flaunted his coat a little more tightly around him.

Andrea asked casually: "I remember you didn't go to Bastille Square?"

Caderousse snorted: "Son, I can't rest assured. You are giving a speech under that pillar, and I am watching from a distance. When the gendarmes rushed over, oh, I was so scared... ..."

Hearing that what he said was right, Andrea immediately smiled and said, "Anyway, everyone will be fine in the end."

Caderousse continued: "How did you escape?"

"I saw those gendarmes chasing you closely from behind. Where did you hide?"

Andrea almost blurted out: Opera.

But when he saw that Caderousse asked urgently, he had a good eye, and said casually: "You know, it's the area by the Seine, and there are many bistros on the street."

"Our people dispersed and hid in their own places. Even if the gendarmes searched one by one, they couldn't find all the scattered people."

"Oh! That's right." Caderousse bared his teeth again. "Then everyone is lucky."

"Cadrousse, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to be a little richer."

Andrea asked coldly.

"Hey, Benedetto, old Caderousse got a hard job kneading dough in a bakery, but he is finally earning his own living."

"It's also thanks to you. The bakery's wages and what you gave have really made old Caderousse's life better. Little Benedetto, I really want to thank you!"

The answer was perfect, and Andrea thought for a moment: nothing wrong!

But he still had some reservations, and decided to observe it in two days.If the bistros on the Right Bank of Paris were being targeted by the secret police, there must be something wrong with Caderousse.

Unexpectedly, after this day, everything in the tavern by the Seine will remain the same.

Andrea's informants did not report any movement to the police.

And Caderousse didn't appear much in front of Andrea, and Andrea immediately dispelled his suspicion, and even invited him to his engagement banquet.

"Oh, Miss Tanglars' engagement banquet!" Caderousse made a sound of tsk-tsk, "Mr. Tanglars came to my wedding."

"But it's different now, he's already a baron—and you, my little Benedetto, you're a prince. How can I get in to the engagement banquet at the Danglars mansion!"

Andrea smiled: "Don't be so exaggerated, you also know that I am a fake prince."

"At that time, you will change into a clean dress, and I will give you an invitation card. You can walk in front of Baron Tanglar in a grand manner—I will say that you are one of my saviors."

An indescribable emotion appeared on Caderousse's face.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes: "Oh, my Benedetto!"

Andrea said firmly: "Cadrousse, I always remember you, remember when I was chained with you in the same chain."

"I probably wouldn't have been able to get through that horrible time without you."

Caderousse opened his arms and hugged Andrea weakly: "I will go, oh, Benedetto, I will applaud when you and the bride sign the marriage certificate."

"Cadrousse," Andrea reminded him, "you must never speak of the name 'Benedetto.' "

"Oh, yes yes, my...His Royal Highness Prince Cavalcanti!"

Caderousse bids farewell to Andrea.

When the two said goodbye, they hugged again, but it was Andrea who hugged Caderousse. The other party didn't know if it was because of a guilty conscience, so he just patted the young man's shoulder as a signal.

Regarding the conclusion of this marriage, what happened in the Tanglar Mansion was exactly as Roland had predicted.

Andrea proposed marriage to Baron Tanglar, and reached an agreement with Baron Tanglar to deposit the "property" entrusted to him by his father in Tanglar Bank.

Baron Danglars promised his daughter a dowry of at least 50 francs.

Baron Tanglar immediately started negotiations with his own daughter, and confessed the amount of principal that his bank is currently short of.

"Eugénie, you have no choice. Even if it wasn't Andrea, I would definitely marry you to a rich man."

"Given that Andrea is young and decent-looking, I believe you will make a wise choice."

On Tanglar's philistine face, several large characters were clearly written: "Don't force your father".

"Just sign the marriage certificate?"

Roland asked indifferently.

After getting an affirmative answer, Roland replied: "Okay then, Dad, you will get your wish."

Thus her marriage to Andrea was settled.

At the same time, Roland heard an unexpectedly good news.

She immediately urged Madame Tanglars to order a car to go to the house of the prosecutor de Villefort.

Mrs. Tanglars was obviously reluctant when she heard that she was going to the prosecutor.But she should have been there to deliver the invitations to the de Villeforts for their daughter's engagement.

So the horses were harnessed to the carriage, and the Danglars and their daughters came to Saint-Honoré to visit the prosecutor's wife and her stepdaughter Valentine.

"Valentine, I have heard..."

When Roland saw Valentine, he couldn't help being happy for his friend.

The engagement between Valentine and M. de d'Epinay was broken at last.

Mrs. Tanglar could only remind her daughter with winks and sighs - this is not a good thing, and she cannot congratulate her in front of others.

Valentine had already heard her friend's excitement, and she also shook Roland's hand and said, "Eugénie, congratulations..."

In fact, Valentine also knew that there was nothing to congratulate.

She got out of a hopeless marriage, but watched her friend fall into a hopeless marriage.

The two girls of the same age quickly got the consent of their mothers, went for a walk in the garden, and had a private conversation.

Roland heard the whole story from Valentine's mouth, and she expressed surprise while listening:

"Well, Grandpa Noirtier was really the one who killed M. de d'Epinay."

"That's why M. de d'Epinay can't possibly insist on marrying you."

"Valentine, this is beyond my expectation—I never thought that Grandpa Noirtier has such powerful energy!"

"I used to always watch him sitting motionless on a chair, but in this way, I can help you dissolve a marriage you don't like..."

Valentine whimpered and held Roland's hands, and said, "Eugenie, I really owe grandpa, and I will take good care of him in the future no matter what..."

"By the way, thank you too, Eugenie. You were the one who persuaded me to tell my grandfather what was on my mind, and you were the one who persuaded me to seek help from my grandfather..."

Roland: ...

That's really a compliment to her.

She just made a brief suggestion at the time, and she didn't expect Mr. Noirtier to be so powerful at all.

But she heard something new.

"Why, Valentine, have you become richer?"

Roland also had to be speechless.

After contacting M. de d'Epinay with the marriage contract, Grandpa Noirtier renewed his will and let Valentine inherit all her estate of 90 francs.

—How rich is this girl!

Roland thought to himself, Miss Tanglar has a dowry of 50 francs, which is already the envy of everyone.Part of Valentine's property, her grandfather's inheritance, amounted to as much as 90 francs.

But this society is so unfair-as long as Valentine is not married, her property is temporarily custodianted by M. de Villefort.

Valentine is still a poor girl who bears the title of "Miss Rich" and is helpless at home.

Roland became vigilant at this time: "My friend, you are richer, so you must be careful at home."

Valentine opened her big clear eyes, not understanding what Roland meant.

"There's an old saying in our country, 'It's essential to be defensive.' You have money now, but your stepmother and your younger brother don't have as much property to inherit."

If anything happens to Valentine, she is an unmarried girl, and her estate will be inherited by M. de Villefort-even if old M. Noirtier angrily deprives her son of inheritance, Valentine will never The property acquired by the mother and grandparents who died young will also be acquired by the father.

In this way, her younger brother can justifiably acquire more property.

"You need to guard against bad ideas from them."

Roland held Valentine's hand tightly.

"What bad idea could they think of me?"

A melancholy smile appeared on Valentine's face.

"They didn't even think I really existed."

Roland could understand what kind of situation his friend was in this family.

But she still told Valentine sternly, "Go and discuss with Grandpa Noirtier, and ask him to make another request to go to the sanatorium in Montléry and take you with him."

Anyway, Madame Mercedes and Albert were already there, and there were not many grandparents.

Valentine was startled, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll go discuss it with Grandpa—but, I have to go to your engagement with Viscount Cavalcanti first?"

Roland: Miserable! ... She came here to send invitations, and she even forgot about her engagement.

"But, Eugenie, don't worry too much about me—"

"Although many accidents have happened in the past few days, I always feel as if someone is secretly protecting me."

"Maybe an angel!"

"Every night, after I go to bed, I always feel like I have his shadow in the house."

Roland imagined the appearance of that "angel", and replied angrily: "Maybe it's a priest."

Valentine looked at Roland with wide eyes: "Eugénie, what are you talking about..."

Roland: No, I didn't, I didn't reveal anything.

She just reminded her friend: "My dear Valentine, before you go to bed at night, perhaps you should consider locking the door of your bedroom—"

Soon it was the day of the wedding.

Mademoiselle Louise de Amelie had taken leave of absence from the Grand Opera to come back to the Tanglars to see her.

Roland was the same as usual. She first dealt with the business matters that needed her attention according to the schedule, and then had a face-to-face meeting with her "fiancé" Andrea, and then changed to Tanglar. Madam specially prepared a fancy dress for her.

Louise approached Roland: "Eugénie, a gentleman asked me to ask you if I could meet with you alone before the signing ceremony."

Roland was obviously surprised to hear Louise mention this person's name, but she thought that this person must be present today.

"I'll meet him."

Roland nodded.

Louise ran out familiarly - as a former governess, she had an exclusive passage, and could come and go between Roland's living room and the garden of the mansion without hindrance.

Not long after, Roland heard the door behind him move.

In the mirror before her she saw the pale face of the Count of Monte Cristo.

The man took off his hat and bowed slightly to her.

"Miss, I really can't simply congratulate you."

"Yes," Roland stood up from the mirror and turned around, "I've been waiting for you."

"Perhaps you will be merciful, and explain to me why you suggested—"

The Count of Monte Cristo looked at Roland's bright black eyes and took a light breath.

He didn't expect that Roland nodded and agreed to be engaged to Andrea, but he was actually challenging him, putting pressure on him, and asking for proof——

After all, he had said that:

"Andrea, it may not be the most suitable person for you."

"Marrying him is not a good choice."

“If you don’t want to regret it later, don’t get too close to Andrea.”

"Anyone can, but Andrea can't."

So, why exactly?

—Please tell me the reason.