[Count of Monte Cristo] Love and hatred

chapter142

Valentine had a long, long dream.

She came again to the labyrinth she had often dreamed about.The place is still covered with thorns, the difference is that many roses burst through the thorn bushes and bloomed, making this place start to glow.

This time there was no cat to lead the way, and it took Valentine a long time to find the iron gate of the exit.She pushed it away impatiently, and found her mother waiting there, her face as clear as Valentine's memory.

Renee hugged Valentine gently, and stroked her hair tenderly. Valentine only hoped that time would stay at this moment forever.However, after a long time, Renee let go of her daughter gently, "Valentina, it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Mother, please let me stay here with you," cried Valentine.

"No, my child, you can't stay," Renee gently wiped her tears, "because you don't belong here."

She hugged her mother tightly, hoping to keep her, but Renee just kissed her forehead lightly.

Everything around gradually blurred.Valentine wakes up like Princess Aurora who has lifted the spell.

She opened her eyes to see Plum Tess waiting beside her.After getting out of bed, they ate something briefly, and then Mei Tess showed her every room in Villa Auteuil.

The Count of Monte Cristo transformed the house, which awoke from its long sleep, into a magnificent palace.In the study there were nearly two thousand volumes, and the knowledge of mankind from ancient times to the present was to be found in stately rows of gold and red spines.Opposite the study is a glass greenhouse, in which exquisite porcelain pots are full of rare flowers from all over the world.

The other rooms were also refurbished, but fortunately all the old furniture remained. Valentine gently caressed the antique rosewood cabinets, and the dusty childhood memories gradually became clearer.Mei Tess tells her that the house was Renee's dowry, and Valentine wants to know more about her mother.

Mae Tess lit the candlesticks, and led Valentine into the little drawing-room, where they talked long enough for Valentine to learn all the truth.If Valentine had any illusions about her father before, she has completely disappointed him now, and she will never forgive him for what he did to his mother!

Knowing that the Count of Monte Cristo was going to put Villefort on trial, Valentine made only one request, hoping that the trial would not be held in public. After all, her mother’s name also bore Villefort’s surname. Mother was ashamed.

Mei Tess hugged her and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, I won't let that happen."

At the same time, Villefort went into his garden exhausted physically and mentally.He looked at the window upstairs that belonged to his wife, and secretly made a decision out of resentment.

As he walked back, like King Targan cutting off the tallest poppies, he tapped with his cane the long, dying boughs of the rose-trees on either side of the aisle, which had once bloomed beautifully but were now ghostlike.

This home has been much different.

Noirtier's room had been silent, and little Édouard had not returned from school, and for the first time Villefort felt a little lonely.Even the servants have changed several batches, and none of the original servants remained.

What he didn't know was that the Count of Monte Cristo had secretly placed a group of people among these new servants.

The next day was the day of the trial, and Villefort worked until after five o'clock in the morning.At this time, the sky was still dark, and the world was silent and gray.He blew out the candle and wanted to take a nap.Perhaps it was exhaustion from work, coupled with the chill of dawn, that he fell asleep quickly, and did not wake up until the servants came to deliver the morning papers.

"Sir, you asked me to remind you that the court will be held this morning, and it is already ten o'clock."

"Yes," Villefort shook his drowsy head, he did not forget what he was going to do, "tell Madame, I have something to tell her, and ask her to wait for me in her room."

"Okay, sir."

The servant was ordered to leave, and soon returned to dress and shave him.After trimming, Villefort touched his clean chin in the mirror, and then walked to his wife's room with the sorted files.When he opened the door, he found that Heloise was haggard and emaciated, completely lost her former beauty, like a ghost crawling out of hell, but this did not arouse the slightest sympathy in his heart.

Perhaps because Villefort was finally willing to see herself, Heloise's eyes recovered a little, but she still confessed to Villefort and begged his forgiveness.

"Yes, you have pleaded guilty," said Villefort coldly, shaking off her hand, "but pleading guilty when you have to plead guilty cannot mitigate your punishment!"

"Punishment?" Heloise opened her mouth, but the voice seemed to disappear in her throat. She suddenly realized that standing in front of her was no longer a husband, but a judge.

"Do you think that because your husband is a prosecutor, the law will make an exception for you? No!" Villefort shook his head. "I only hope that the wife of the chief prosecutor of Paris will not tarnish an innocent family name with her shame." to bring her husband and her children into disrepute, like the family of Count de Morcerf."

"Oh, it won't be like that!" said Héloise hastily.

"Well, Madame, I must thank you for that," said Villefort with a grim smile.

"You thank me for what?"

"For what you just said."

The morning light slanting on the marble floor showed a faint chill, but it was not half as cold as Villefort's eyes.Héloise suddenly understood the meaning of her husband's words, "No, Villefort, I am your wife, you cannot..."

"Madame, for your own good, for the good of all of us, I don't want to see you die on the guillotine, do you understand?" Villefort pondered for a moment, "I believe you are smart enough to prepare that deadly potion. , and keep a copy for yourself, so that you may escape the punishment that awaits you."

"Oh, Villefort, I will atone. For the sake of our son, little Edward, spare my life," cried Madame de Villefort.

"That is impossible," said Villefort bitterly. "If I allow you to live, how shall I know that you will not kill my last child, as you have killed several others?"

"I...killed our children! Hahaha..." Madame de Villefort ended her words in a fit of horrific diabolical laughter, dropping to her knees, a laughter that finally broke into despair. sobbing.

Villefort came up to her, and said in a low voice, "Remember, madame, if justice has not been done when I return, I will come and arrest you myself!"

After he finished speaking, he locked the door, stopped looking at her, just said "Farewell", and left without looking back.

When he came to the living room, he found that Dr. Avrigini had arrived.

"I know you're going to be in court today, and this is for you." The doctor handed over a cup of hot chocolate, "Drink it, and I've added a little potion that I just prepared, it can cheer you up."

Villefort noticed that there seemed to be a slight haze in the doctor's eyes, but he subconsciously believed that it was his illusion.Because the doctor has been the family's most loyal friend for many years, he didn't suspect anything, and took a drink from the glass.

But he was wrong.In fact, after learning the truth about Renee's death, the doctor made up his mind to join forces with Mai Tess to avenge Renee.He added a potion he had prepared into the cup. This potion had a strong hypnotic and hallucinogenic effect, and he believed that it would have an effect soon.

After taking leave of the doctor, Villefort climbed into the carriage.

Because of the effect of the medicine, he fell asleep quickly, so he didn't notice that the carriage didn't take the road of the court, but drove straight to the outskirts. building.

What awaits Villefort will be a just trial!

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