[Count of Monte Cristo] Love and hatred

chapter139

This is destined to be a restless month.

Newspaper deliverers shuttled through the streets and alleys of Paris, and the horrifying "Death of Count de Morcerf" on the headline of the newspaper quickly attracted people's attention.Whether in the club, or the cafe, everyone is talking about the news.

The newspaper wrote: "On the second day after his crimes were exposed at the Royal Theater in front of all the celebrities in Paris, the Count of Morcerf broke into the duel scene between the Lord of Weimar and the Count of Monte Cristo, forcibly challenged the former. In the ensuing battle, he was stabbed to death by Lord Weimar. The foreign visitor was also seriously injured and died on the way to the hospital. Heide, his adopted daughter who caused a sensation in Paris, took care of him. Soon, the whole of Europe will know that she is the princess of Yanina. She hired a ship at the port with a lot of money, and transported the coffin containing the body of Lord Weimar to Great Britain on the other side of the strait."

The news was published by Ta Kung Pao, and this time it was also Beauchamp's newspaper that got the first-hand information.

The truth of the matter is only known to the few parties present.Among the three witnesses, Vampa was Maisette's subordinate, and Beauchamp was also on their side. Only Baron Renaud had no deep friendship with them.But after witnessing that moving scene, Baron Lenoir swears on the honor of nobles that he will keep the secret for them.

At the beginning, he also loved a girl named Matilda, but he was not so lucky compared to the Count of Monte Cristo and Meiser Tess.In the end, one of them was forced to marry to the cold northern country, and the other left France sadly and headed south all the way to the hot desert of Algeria. Perhaps they would never have the chance to meet again in this life.Because of this, he understands how difficult it is for the Count of Monte Cristo and his fiancée to recognize each other after more than 20 years of separation, and how precious such love is.

After blessing the earl, Baron Renaud left the Vincennes woods and never mentioned anything that happened that day, and the matter finally came to an end.

Another big event was Valentine's funeral.She was already one of the four victims of the prosecutor's family, so as soon as the obituary was published, it attracted widespread attention.People believed that Villefort's family was cursed, and some people sarcastically said that if the four consecutive deaths did not happen in Villefort's own home, the prosecutor would definitely show great interest in digging out the secrets behind the scenes.

Although the day of the funeral was cloudy and cloudy, there were many people who came to see Valentine off.Behind the extremely ornately decorated hearse, in addition to more than 50 private cars, there were hundreds of young men and women who spontaneously came to see her off. They all felt sorry for the untimely death of this pure and beautiful girl.After crossing the urban area of ​​Paris, the long procession crossed the Rue du Monastery, then left the road in the suburbs, and finally arrived at the cemetery of Père Lachaise.

Villefort's family tomb is made of white marble and is a square building.When the coffin was carried into the tomb, people looked in through the bronze tomb door, and saw that there was still a wall between the solemn antechamber and the tomb. There was a door on the left leading to the tomb of Villefort's family, and a door on the right. To the tomb of Saint-Meran's family.

Valentine's coffin was carried into the chamber on the left and placed on a raised frame prepared in advance.In addition to Villefort, there was also a handsome noble young man who followed Franz who came back from other places on a special trip and was supposed to be engaged to Valentine.Although he was destined not to be a member of Villefort's family, he still got Villefort's permission to send her off for the last time.

During the priest's religious service, Villefort's face was expressionless, and grief seemed to numb him.And Villefort's son, Edward Jr., seems not aware of the meaning of death, and is still playing around.Only his wife cried very sadly, which moved everyone present.However, the truth is very ironic. The reason why she cried so miserably was because Villefort gave her an ultimatum to settle accounts with her after the funeral.

People didn't notice that there was a really sad man in the last row of the crowd, Dr. Avrini.All these years, he had regarded Valentine as his daughter, and without him, Valentine would not have survived the first poisoning of Madame de Villefort.But he thought Valentine had been saved, but he didn't expect that the person he tried to protect was murdered in the end.

Because there was no speech, the crowd quickly dispersed.The haggard doctor insisted not to take any friend's carriage, and walked to his clinic alone.However, when he was crossing the Temple Road, a carriage suddenly stopped beside him.

Dr. Avrini ignored it at first, and then a lady covered her face with a black veil got out of the car, probably because she said some shocking news, the doctor almost staggered and fell down.Immediately afterwards, he boarded the lady's carriage without hesitation, and the carriage quickly turned around and drove to the suburbs.

Almost two hours later, Villefort and his party also returned home.The first thing the prosecutor did when he came in was to send away his cousin, who came to receive visitors instead of him, and didn't even keep him for dinner.The cousin didn't show any dissatisfaction, because his position in the family was insignificant, and he was born to be sent by others.

As soon as the outsiders left, Villefort immediately summoned the remaining servants in the house, ordered them to lock Mrs. Villefort back into the room, and roughly drove little Edward into the garden to play.

The huge house was finally quiet, and at this moment Villefort felt that only work could relieve his sorrow and call back his enthusiasm.However, things went against his will, and just as he was about to work hard, his father's servant suddenly knocked on the door of the study, "Mr. Noirtier wants to see you."

"What does he want?" asked Villefort suspiciously.

"Your father sent me to get a lawyer, probably for the inheritance."

Hearing what the servant said, Villefort had to get up and go to Noirtier's room.After entering the door, he found that the lawyer should have been here for a while. He combed his light blond hair neatly and had a thick beard, which looked a bit like someone from England.

"You have also seen, Monsieur Lawyer," said Villefort, after the greetings, "that my father is paralyzed and unable to speak, and we often have great difficulty in understanding him."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, physical illness does not affect the validity of the contract, as long as my client can clearly agree or object to certain things. In fact, just now, your father has used his pair of The wise eyes guided me to make a will," said the lawyer, holding up the dictionary in his hand, "Am I right? Mr. Noirtier."

The old man blinked and made an affirmative expression, "Yes."

"Okay, let's go on," said the lawyer, "are you looking for me?"

"Yes."

"Is this will your own will?"

"Yes."

"Now you can rest easy," said the lawyer to Villefort.

"Sir, can you tell me what the content of the will is?" Villefort frowned tightly.

The lawyer asked Noirtier with his eyes, and after receiving affirmative expression, he turned to Villefort, "Your father made a will, and all the property under his name, including securities of 90 francs, will be donated to a hospital."

Such an answer made Villefort extremely angry.

If it was in normal times, he might still be able to barely maintain restraint, but now, when he has nowhere to vent his anger, such stimulation will inevitably make him lose his composure, "What? Do you expect to become Mr. Noirtier? Can a person who looks like this be unaffected in his mind? Please leave my house, right now!"

"You have no right to do this..."

"This family is my decision, of course I have the right. Please don't challenge my endurance, sir," Villefort threatened, "I have every reason to suspect that you are employed by a hospital, if you don't leave , I’ll treat you as a liar and put you in jail!”

"I'm leaving now, sir," the lawyer got up immediately, "but please allow me to convey a word from M. Noirtier, although I don't understand what it means. He asked, in September [-] Did you do that on the fifth day?"

The lawyer's words made Villefort's expression change, and he would never forget that it was on that day that he dripped the medicine prepared by Dr. Avrigny into the wine of his father Noirtier, causing the old man to be paralyzed for life.

When Villefort came to his senses, the lawyer had already left, and the only sound in the room was the sound of rain beating on the glass outside the window.Villefort looked at his father, and found that the angry eyes were full of condemnation.

"You want to know the truth, don't you?" Villefort evoked a cruel smile, perhaps because his father could not move or speak, which made him a little unscrupulous, "Well, I did it, you are satisfied Is it? You always look down on me and oppose me everywhere, even today, it's all because you hate me. "

The blood vessels on Noirtier's neck were swollen, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face turned blue due to excitement.

"But what is the use of you hating me? The person you should hate most is yourself," continued Villefort. "The Saint-Meran couple are dead, Barrois is dead, and now your favorite granddaughter Valentine Na is also dead, they were all poisoned to death. This is my retribution, and it is also for you. If you hadn't insisted on supporting Napoleon's heir, the King of Rome, as the king and ruined my future, I wouldn't have I have no choice but to put medicine in your wine!"

A flash of lightning strikes, and Villefort suddenly sees a black shadow flashing past, so he is startled. He hastily lights up the lamp, and finds that there is no one else in the room, and he calms down a little.But he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Dead! They are all dead! What retribution is there? Come!" Villefort said and left the room.

"It will come," said a voice softly.

The Count of Monte Cristo walked out slowly from behind the cabinet and stood in front of Mr. Noirtier. He had already told the old man all the truth.

"You heard it all, didn't you?"

"Yes," the old man replied with his eyes.

"Then you will promise me, won't you?" The Count of Monte Cristo knelt in front of the old man, "What I want is not blood, but a fair trial!"

The old man looked at the earl with a meaningful look. It was his small act back then that completely reversed the fate of this young man.

In 20, Noirtier gave a letter to his former subordinate Captain Leclerc, asking him to pass it on to Napoleon.Unexpectedly, Captain Lecler got meningitis and died halfway, and the messenger became Edmund.Because of this, the innocent sailor was thrown into the Château d'If, and became a stepping stone for his son Villefort's success.But no one expected that this young man did not die in a black prison, but endured it for more than [-] years, and turned into a mysterious earl to seek revenge.

Noirtier blinked at last, and made an affirmative gesture, knowing that he owed the count.

"Thank you," said the Count of Monte Cristo, "Valentine is saved this evening, and I will let you see her when it is all over."

After speaking, the count disappeared into the darkness...

At midnight, Mei Tess took Dr. Avrini to the carriage in the rain.

"Go into town through the Passi Gate and take the doctor to his clinic," she ordered.

"Yes, my lord..." Baptistin obviously hadn't adjusted to the master's transformation, "Oh, no, I mean madam..."

"Go."

After watching the carriage go away, Mei Tess walked back.Now that she has lost her status as Lord Weimar, she can only temporarily hide in Villa Auteuil.

She went straight to the curtained bed in the bedroom.At this moment, Valentine was lying weakly on the bed, like Princess Aurora in a fairy tale under the malevolent spell.Although the doctor said she would wake up soon, Mei Tess was still reluctant to leave, hoping that Valentine would see herself when she opened her eyes so that she would not be afraid.

In fact, this villa in Auteuil was originally Renee's dowry, and many of the furniture were considered antiques.It was only later sold by Villefort, probably because too many of his sins were buried here, and he desperately wanted to get rid of it.It's just that he didn't expect that the Count of Monte Cristo would become the owner of the villa, which also gave Maisette the opportunity to return it to Valentine.

While Plum Tess was in a trance, Haidee knocked on the door and came in. "Ali is here," she said.

"Has the Earl not come?" asked Mei Tess.

"No," Haidee said with a smile, "the count sent Ali to send a message saying that General Noirtier's side is ready."

Plum Tess breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Earl didn't come, so she didn't have to face him.However, deep down in her heart, she felt a little lost.

After parting in the Vincennes woods, she thought a lot.

She understands the count's lies about his lover who died in the fire of Greece, and understands his hostility towards Villefort, Morcerf and Danglars.It all makes sense, because in that storm, Edmund escaped unharmed, survived, and became Sinbad, the captain of the Maiden Amelie.

But when fate brought them together, she failed to recognize him.

No, of course she didn't recognize him, because she wasn't his real fiancée, and they had only met three times before that.Unfortunately, she fell in love with him...

It would be nice to go back to the time when the truth was not revealed.

Now Mei Tess knows that the earl loves her fiancée deeply, so how can she accept the love that belongs to others.So she can only choose to escape.

When Mei Tess came to the living room, the black slave Ali who was eager to return to his life was already standing at the door, asking her with gestures what she wanted to bring to the earl.

Plum Tess thought for a while, and took off the ring that had been hanging on her chest.When she handed it to Ali, she hesitated for a moment. After all, she was the first person to wear the ring, and she was the one who broke into the Château d'If to exchange rings with Edmund.

But once she remembered that the person Edmund really wanted to give was not herself, Mei Tess no longer hesitated, "Give it back to the earl, this ring belonged to him in the first place."

"Why?" Haiidee suddenly grabbed the ring and stuffed it back into Mei Tess's hand, and said a little excitedly, "You obviously love the Earl, and now that you recognize him, why do you reject him?"

"Haidee, you don't understand...the earl loves Mei Tess, not Mel", Mei Tess sighed softly, and still handed the ring to Ali.The black slave bowed and took orders to leave.

The most painful person at this time was Plum Tess, but Haidee cried first, "Plum Tess, I really don't understand. Whether it's Mel or Plum Tess, since you are If you love each other, why should you worry so much?"

Just as Plum Tess was about to answer, the door of the front hall was suddenly pushed open, and a man broke in.It was Vampa, clutching a half-wet invitation.

"Eugénie..." he said out of breath, "Eugénie is marrying Albert!"

"It's impossible," Mei Tess said in surprise, "Morcerf's surname has already shamed their family. Danglars is a shrewd businessman. How could he choose to marry their family at this time?"

Vampa handed the invitation to Mei Tess, "I don't believe it either, but it's true."

When Mei Tess opened the invitation, she couldn't help wondering whether Albert was playing some kind of conspiracy, after all, he didn't show up during the duel.After thinking for a while, she asked, "Where's Eugenie, did she say anything to you?"

"No," Vampa's blue eyes flickered, "but he asked Rosie to bring me this, but I don't understand what it means."

It was a handkerchief. Plum Tess unfolded it and found that there was no pattern on it, only a number was outlined with silk thread.

- 911.

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