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"Her looks are comparable only to a goddess in the sky. It is condescending to ask her to be a princess on earth. Her looks cannot save men, they can only lead them to destruction. Her smile will send us to hell. "—Don Juan

In [-], the ten-year religious war had seriously eroded the body of France. Catholics and Protestants faced tit-for-tat, and the contradictions continued to increase.

The power of the French royal court is in the hands of Catherine of the Italian Medici family. She is a Catholic. As the queen mother and regent, she has been in charge of the French power after her husband's death.

In order to quell the hatred, Catherine will marry her 19-year-old daughter, Margaret de Valois, to King Henry of the Protestant Kingdom of Valla.

Marguerite, who inherited the blood of the Valois dynasty of France and the Medici family of Italy, is beautiful and crazy. Under her seaweed-like long black hair, she has a peerless appearance that flatters the whole Paris. Proud of producing such gorgeous flowers.

Everyone knew that the upcoming wedding was a political conspiracy, but in mid-August, a heat wave hit Paris, and thousands of Protestants rushed to the wedding. They crowded the streets and hotels, and the angry Parisians are already on the brink of the storm.

As a symbol of peace and reconciliation, Margaret's wedding is about to trigger the largest massacre in French history.

But maybe, due to some supernatural phenomenon, she will no longer follow the track of history.

On the eve of the wedding—

In the Palace of Fontainebleau on the left bank of the Seine, Marguerite, who is about to get married tomorrow, is standing in the hallway of François I. She does not seem to be nervous or shy about being married, but watches with great interest. There are exquisite murals with Renaissance style.

In the splendid and elegant corridor, she wears a small black satin mask on her face, covering her charming forehead and bridge of nose. She wears a gorgeous and luxurious dark blue dress with a topless and low collar, revealing her unique sexy curves.

Margaret stood alone, looking extravagant, coquettish, gorgeous and mysterious. The lamp stretched her shadow very long, and she felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness, as if she was about to usher in a doomed tragedy.

Queen Catherine stood outside the corridor, silently looking at her little daughter.

What kept appearing in her mind was the picture from more than ten years ago——

[-] years ago, during the reign of King Henry II of France, under the influence of his mistress Diana, he ignored Queen Catherine in the cold. Catherine de Medici had a prominent family background and gave birth to nine children, but she had no power at all. .

In France, which strictly implements the Sacley inheritance law, a woman has no right to inherit the property and status of her parents, even if she comes from the Medici family and her mother is a noble French princess.

No one knew Catherine's resentment for the Sackley Code during her decades-long disenfranchised life.

She lived in a corner, and even when the king left France for campaigns, she was appointed regent with very limited powers.

In those passive and even tragic days, the only thing that can be called bright is the figure of Margaret.

Catherine still clearly remembers that Margaret, who was only four years old, wore a small red cloak, walked alone through the long and dark corridor at night when no one was around, and knocked on her coldly treated mother. door.

Catherine was never a good mother, she was cold-blooded and cruel, because her husband's cold treatment was even more cruel.

The queen who fell out of favor once beat Margaret out of control for no reason. The golden carved wooden dressing stool inlaid with rhinestones hit her back, making some kind of wood cracking sound. Was she five or six years old at that time?

Catherine also cried while hugging her little daughter, whispering over and over——

"I won't let you live like me. I will abolish the Sakley inheritance law for you. I will make my daughter the most honorable woman in the Valois dynasty."

In those years without dignity and power, she had only Margaret.

Margot, her Margo...

"Om-"

The heavy bell rang, and Margaret turned and saw her mother—

Queen Catherine, who used her as a bait to create a deception of this political marriage in an attempt to wipe out the Protestants.

Under the dim yellow lamp, her pale and sinister face flickered, and her black clothes made her look even more cold-blooded and vicious.

Perhaps in this cruel and prosperous royal court, the so-called true love can only survive in the gap between illusion and reality.

Queen Catherine looked at her little daughter, even though half of her face was covered, she was still dizzyingly beautiful, her hair was like ebony, her skin was as radiant as snow, and those blue eyes like the deep sea could almost shatter the hearts of others. heart and soul.

She seems to be a flower born from a palace conspiracy, taboo and beautiful, with a breath of bloody blood.

"Om-"

The bell rang again, thick and distant.

There was a smile of unknown meaning in the corner of Margaret's mouth, "You see, all the bells in Paris are about to ring to celebrate this wedding."

"If I hadn't appeared here, I'm afraid you were about to go to the streets of Paris to have sex," Queen Catherine said calmly, "to express your disgust for this wedding."

Catherine knew that her daughter did not have other means of resistance. In this prosperous and decadent court, Margaret, who was famous for her beauty, hid her political means and mind that were not inferior to any men, and instead willingly became A sharp blade of hers.

Margaret accepted the wedding only because Catherine did her best to assist her son, the weak Charles IX.

Catherine is not glamorous, and even her slightly mediocre face is pale and absent-minded.

She looked at Margaret, who made the whole of France flatter, perhaps only she knew that she was slandered as a noble and dissolute daughter, and how many men could not bear with her white chest.

When her brother, King Charles, was about to collapse under the pressure of huge religious struggles, she held him by his shoulders and comforted him carefully.

When those Protestants were in danger of life and death, it was she who repeatedly gave timely help. She even bravely stood up to block the butcher knives of Catholic mobs on the streets of Paris.

But today, she is still forced to be a bait in this political marriage scam.

Margaret was smiling at her mother, not embarrassed by the expected debauchery, "You don't seem to be ashamed or disgusted by it."

Queen Catherine's eyes were deep, as if there was some kind of sadness hidden, "I said that you have all that all male nobles can enjoy. This royal court has trampled countless women to prosperity and decline. They can't do it because of you. The same behavior of male nobles will call you dissolute and rude."

Seeing her mother's unusual expression, Margaret frowned and asked, "——what's the matter with you?"

Queen Catherine's tongue was dry, and her voice was so weak that even Margaret standing in front of her couldn't hear clearly, "Even if you betray God, I can't let you fall into that situation."

Slandered as the most slutty woman in France?Lost power, abandoned by her husband, and died of illness in Notre Dame?No, her Margo must not have such a miserable ending.

Margaret frowned. She obviously couldn't figure out why her shrewd, capable and ruthless mother acted so strangely, even a little fragile and uneasy.

Queen Catherine took a deep look at her, and then she whispered to the dark end of the corridor, her voice was humble and hoarse, "I am willing to make a covenant with you."

Margaret looked over subconsciously. At the end of the darkness, there was gradually the sound of extremely oppressive footsteps. The rhythm seemed to be stepping on the drums of the undead.

The man who gradually emerged was extremely tall, his black cloak was almost dragged to the ground, and the light suddenly became dim. Margaret couldn't see his face clearly, but for some reason, there was an oppressive feeling of wanting to kneel down.

He seemed to be laughing, and his voice seemed to come from above, "Frail souls are always prone to sinking. What is more satisfying in this world than faithful believers turning their backs on God"

There was a certain magic in his voice, and Margaret's eyes gradually dimmed, and her eyes were closing due to the weight.

Before she fell into a coma, she seemed to hear the voice of Queen Catherine, "Margo, you will get everything you have been deprived of since you were born."

Splitme, tearme, cutmyheartopen

Flingmeacrosstheseasofspace&thefabricoftime

From nothing, make me everything

Split me, tear me apart, slit my heart

Throw me into the sea of ​​time, through the texture of time

Out of nothing, into everything

boom!

There was a loud noise in the ear.

Margaret woke up suddenly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a pure white, undecorated ceiling, obviously not the gilded and extravagant dome in her bedroom.

What's going on, was she thrown into the French countryside by Queen Catherine?

Because she was going to have fun on the streets of Paris on the eve of the wedding to express her resentment?

"God..." she had a splitting headache, almost instantly, her mind was filled with too many inexplicable memories.

Margaret was shocked. What were the memories of the twentieth century that were supposed to be 400 years later in her mind?

No, not 400 years later, but she is now in the twentieth century.

July [-].

In those newly emerging memories, she is no longer Princess Marguerite of the Valois Dynasty, but a French orphan without father and mother, also 19-year-old Marguerite Adjani.

She was born in an orphanage, and because of her love of acting, she was admitted to the famous French Drama Theater, participated in stage performances, and became famous as a newcomer to drama.

Oh, by the way, she seems to have a very important film audition arrangement today——

The new work "The Story of Adele Hugo" by the famous French director François Truffaut.

This great director almost died of a serious illness in [-]. After that, he retired for many years, but recently, this master figure in the world film industry in the [-]th century is planning to direct and shoot movies again, which almost shocked the world film industry.

Especially after this film has gained the attention of the top six in Hollywood, all boats have risen. To some extent, "The Story of Adele Hugo" has already won tickets to the Oscars and the Caesars Film Festival in advance.

Of course, major European film festivals will not wait for the comeback of world film master directors.

"The Story of Adele Hugo" is a love tragedy adapted from Adele's diary. Adele Hugo, who played the role of Adele Hugo, eventually gave up filming.

But now, this opportunity seems to be in front of her, and director François Truffaut personally invited her to audition.

Margaret looked at the silver mirror in front of her, seaweed-like long black hair, fair skin, and blue eyes, her face remained unchanged.

She subconsciously lifted her clothes and looked at her back. There was an S-shaped scar on it, which was caused by being pushed down the stairs by her father's mistress when she was a child.

This is her body, and even all the behaviors and methods of Margaret Adjani in memory are exactly the same as hers.

Weirdly, even though it was four centuries apart, Margaret thought it was her.

The man in the black cloak appeared in her mind.

Her mother seemed to have made some kind of deal with that tall and weird man, and the situation she was facing at this time was probably because of that deal.

Margaret exhaled slowly, at this moment, the phone ringing suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

With memories of the twentieth century, but the French princess from the sixteenth century looked at the black box that kept making noises, and the expression on her face was not very good.

While getting rid of a wedding that didn't go her way was fine, no one wanted to go through something this weird.

But it's a pity that the black box that keeps ringing has the idea that it will never end.

Margaret's temper has never been considered good, she answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

The tone of the man on the phone was inexplicably apologetic and evasive, "Ajani, I'm getting married, maybe I should call you personally to explain this to you."

Margaret finally remembered from the corner of her memory who this man was, the British and Irish film actor Daniel Day-Lewis.

The Oscar-winning international movie star is the first boyfriend she has ever dated as an adult, who is 20 years older than her.

Because Marguerite Adjani was already an adult at the beginning of the relationship, and no matter whether it is Hollywood or French theater, she has long been accustomed to love affairs with a huge age gap, so no one cursed Lewis for being a pedophile.

However, the love affair between Adjani and Daniel Day Lewis did not end well. This international film star known as "The Man with a Thousand Faces" ran to the United States at the beginning of the year and fell in love with the playwright Arthur Miller very quickly. Daughter Rebecca.

He even sent Adjani a breakup letter by fax machine. Even his uncle scolded him as a "wretched upstart" who had always abandoned him. Now, Adjani, who is just a rookie actor, has received a lot of attention because of this. Or a mocking or sympathetic look.

Adjani's only advantage in this relationship is that her English has improved a lot.

Margaret, who has always been proud of her love scene, has many handsome lovers, and some men even practice witchcraft in order to get her love, blinks her eyes—was she abandoned? !

Margaret Adjani's voice was very soft, with a coquettish and mysterious tone, "Before I send you to the guillotine, you'd better not appear in front of me easily."

She added softly, "You know? If someone humiliates me, I will do everything possible to make him die."