Aigron's uncontrollable behavior was something that even she had not thought of before, and it was naturally beyond Agnes' expectations.
Just because he didn't expect it, he was naturally defenseless. Aigron pulled her directly into his arms with just a gentle pull.
Although both of them were now covered in dust, and although Agnes was wearing men's clothing, when the girl's slim figure came into contact with his chest, Agron still felt overwhelmed and almost unable to control himself for a moment.
However, Agnes finally reacted at this time.
Being held in her arms, she looked up at the young man in front of her. After a moment of confusion, she quickly turned to shyness, and finally became a bit angry and cold.
"Agnes..." Aigron didn't notice Agnes's abnormality. He was already immersed in his own fun. He looked at the girl in his arms with a warm smile on his face.
This smile once made him invincible, but at this time Agnes had no time to feel its charm. She struggled violently, because Agron's hand was very strong, so it was difficult to break free for a while, so she clenched her fists and slammed hard
Punched Aiglon in the chest.
"Well..." Aigron, who had withstood this heavy blow, his eyes went dark for a moment, then his whole body lost strength, and his arms naturally relaxed.
He took a few steps back and then bent down, trying not to vomit.
Agnes, who broke away from his arms, stood there and stared at him with wide eyes.
Aiglon raised his head and looked at Agnes. The cold look in the girl's eyes reminded him of the scene when the two first met in the small farm in Switzerland.
He had no doubt that if Agnes had a sword in her hand like that night, she would have rushed up and cut her into pieces...
He was not angry - because he had recovered from the impulse just now, remembered what he had done, and naturally knew that it was all his responsibility.
"Agnes..." He endured the pain and raised his hands to show that he was absolutely not hostile, "I'm sorry...I lost my head just now."
Seeing him clutching his stomach and reluctantly apologizing sincerely, Agnes' eyes finally softened slightly. "I really didn't expect you to do such a thing...Who do you think I am? You want everything from me."
Servant?!"
"No, I never thought about it that way..." Aigron quickly shook his head and denied, "You should feel it, right? Since I met you, I have always been very kind to you, and I treat you as a friend.
...I swear to you, I have never despised you in my heart!"
Agron's words were true. He had always treated Agnes with great courtesy.
On the one hand, this is because he feels in his heart that Agnes has a good reputation in Paris, so he needs to win over Agnes; more importantly, he really appreciates Agnes's outstanding talents and her strong yet kind personality.
character.
Walking with her today, walking in the wilderness together, hearing Agnes confide in her heart, deepened his understanding of Agnes - which naturally increased his love for her, so when the two of them joked
, he couldn't help but do such a frivolous thing.
Agron's oath made Agnes' anger slowly subside, but she still remained angry.
"My sister and brother-in-law follow you and respect you. Just because Alice is my closest relative, I also respect you for her, and try my best to cater to you and accompany you for entertainment and hunting... but you end up treating you like this
How can you repay me in return?" She glared at Aiglon angrily, "Thankfully I still regard you as a friend!"
"I'm sorry, I was indeed rude, because your cuteness made me dazzled, and I couldn't help myself for a moment..." Aigron replied awkwardly. "I don't know why, but at that moment I was really dizzy and wanted to
Hold you in my arms and embrace your heart.”
Agnes was stunned.
She grew up in Paris, and although she didn't like to socialize, she was naturally used to the behavior of libertines and ladies. However, when she actually faced a similar scene, she was a little at a loss.
The same words spoken by different people are completely different. When a young man who even she admired said these words, why wouldn't she feel some comfort deep in her heart?
However, this sense of relief was immediately overshadowed by anger and loss.
"Don't do this to me! How many people have you told these sweet words to?" Agnes frowned again, and then glared at the young man in front of her, "You just told me that you will definitely marry
Princess Teresa, you will never change your mind, and then you behaved like this to me as soon as you finished speaking... You are humiliating both me and Her Majesty Teresa at the same time! You are indebted to her and trapped in
I am unjust!"
Agron didn't expect that Agnes would be so good at eloquence. The accusation almost left him no room to argue. He could only look at her speechlessly, and he was surprised in his heart that he, who had always been calm and self-possessed, how could he just now?
You'd do something like this out of your mind.
"I admit it's my fault. You can accuse me whatever you want." After a moment, he could only sigh dejectedly, "As long as you can calm down."
"What, you still want me to keep your secret?" Agnes laughed sarcastically. "You dare to do it but you dare not bear it?"
"No, I won't interfere with your freedom if you want to say it." Aigron shook his head, "You can even tell Teresa, but I'm sorry anyway."
Rather than being angry at Aiglon for doing such a thing, it's better to say that he was angry at him for despising himself - he flirted with himself even though he already had a fiancée. What did he think of himself?
"Forget it, for the sake of your sincere apology, I'll forgive you this time. I won't tell anyone." Her brows widened, and then she complained softly, "What's your heart?
What is it made of? Why can you do such heartbreaking things without any hesitation?"
"If you want to do extraordinary things, you must have a mentality that is beyond ordinary people." Aigron replied. "Otherwise, when I saw piles of corpses on the ground, how could I sleep with peace of mind?"
"So you confuse heroism with shamelessness..." Agnes refuted his words, "Is it extraordinary to force a girl into your arms?"
"If it's just an ordinary girl, then it's nothing unusual and not worth bragging about; but if it's you, then it's indeed extraordinary, because you are a unique existence, an existence that is looked up to by everyone..." Looking at Agnes
With his brows raised again, Aigron quickly waved his hand, "Okay, I'm just expressing what's in my heart, and I don't mean to tease you anymore."
"Hmph!" Agnes sneered shamelessly, "You should be grateful for your good luck. If I had had a sword in my hand just now, I would have dueled you."
"What if I win the duel?" Aigron asked with a smile, "According to the rules, the winner can decide how to deal with the loser..."
Seeing that Agnes was subconsciously reaching for the sword at her waist, Aigron quickly stopped his joke and said, "Don't take it seriously, Agnes, you can definitely beat me! Thank you for being so magnanimous and sparing my life.
, forgive me for my unintentional offense..."
As he spoke, he moved closer to Agnes, "I have no intention of asking you to forget the unpleasantness just now. I only ask you to continue to give me the honor of being your friend..."
Looking at his smile, Agnes found that her anger could no longer be maintained, so she nodded coldly, "Okay... for the sake of my sister, I will forgive you for once, but you
Now he has changed from a respected friend to a second-class friend - if there is a next time, don't blame me for being rude."
What is a second-class friend? Aiglon wanted to ask clearly, but looking at Agnes's face now, he knew it was not appropriate to ask further.
However, although Agnes acted extremely angry, judging from the results, Agron found that she was not completely unable to forgive herself.
Her resistance comes less from her own frivolity than from the fact that she already has a fiancée.
Alas, this is also a result that cannot be changed.
"Agnes, I really like you..." Agron turned his head and said to the silent Agnes.
"Stop talking..." Agnes scolded him loudly, "I don't want to hear these words!"
"Sorry, I only said this once... At least this time, I have to say it." Aigron ignored her resistance and watched her stubbornly continue, "I will always remember that moment.
, even though that was my stain, but I...I was very satisfied at that moment, I'm sorry, but I don't regret it."
Agnes was so angry that she turned her head to one side and stopped looking at him, as if she didn't care to talk to him anymore.
Then, both of them remained silent and left the storm behind silently.
Although it was over on the surface, Agnes always kept a distance of about one meter from him, obviously dissatisfied with the harmony just now, so Agron also felt that it was time to end it all.
"Shall we call it a day? I think I've had enough fun, and there are plenty of prey." He suggested to Agnes.
Of course Agnes had no objections, and she wished that this embarrassing journey would end soon.
"Okay." Aiglon nodded, then took her back, and then found Andre Davout and his party patrolling in the distance.
"Your Majesty!" As soon as he saw the young man, Andre saluted him, "How was your harvest?"
"The harvest is good, I just killed a wild boar." Aigron spread his hands, "Send someone to take this poor guy back, I want to taste its taste."
"Okay, Your Majesty!" Andre agreed and said a few words to the two people around him. Then two or three guards immediately walked to the river beach where Aigron had fought just now and carried the dead wild boar.
Got up.
Andre himself stayed where he was, secretly sizing up Agron and Agnes.
Both of them were covered in dust. What on earth did they just do... He couldn't help but think about it.
"Your Majesty, did you enjoy your time just now?" He leaned close to Agron and asked in a low voice. "It must be fun to travel with Miss Agnes, right?"
"Forget it..." Aigron shook his head in annoyance, "It was quite interesting at first. She taught me archery, but then I did something stupid and was punched by her so hard that I almost spit out my bile. Fortunately,
She didn't have a sword on her, otherwise I'm afraid I would have fallen here."
André Davout was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Miss Agnes would not change her nature when he was around His Majesty. She would be so cruel and disrespectful to His Majesty.
"She's really gone too far..."
"Okay, let's let this matter go." Aigron waved his hand, indicating that the matter would end there, "Today is generally quite pleasant."
Andre secretly glanced at the young man with admiration. He was obviously covered in dirt and had been punched hard, but he was still calm and relaxed in such an embarrassing situation. He was really in a good state of mind.
"We all know Miss Agnes's personality. She has a strong personality, so she will not give in easily." Taking advantage of His Majesty's good mood, he interceded for Agnes again, "Your Majesty, please don't mind her fault. I
I believe that as long as you are there, she will definitely fall in love with you..."
Aigron looked at his guard captain in great surprise, not expecting that he would actually speak like this.
"If possible, we are all happy to see you accept Miss Agnes... This will go a long way in improving your prestige." Although Andre felt numb at the sight of Agron, he still had the courage to say,
He carefully said the words he had discussed with Edgar, "After all, she is widely respected in Paris and has the popularity of the younger generation. If she stands on your side, many people will feel your appeal...
…”
Aigron blinked, then turned to look at Agnes, who was not far away.
At this time, she was standing quietly by herself, looking up at the stream in the distance, seemingly in a daze.
Is she reminiscing about what happened just now?
So what is her mood? Is it anger or regret? Or is there still a little bit of expectation?
Of course Aigron couldn't guess it, but he knew what he was thinking.
He... wanted to keep Agnes by his side and savor the feeling just now - he liked Agnes's free and easy and alertness.
He didn't know how much of his thoughts about Agnes were out of love and how much were out of interests, but as he just said - love and interests were never things that needed to be separated for him.
.
The words Agnes had just angrily rebuked him seemed to still ring in her ears.
Yes, she is right, but... I have already done so many unreasonable things in this world, why should I be afraid of one or two more?
"I will make Agnes stand on our side..." He withdrew his gaze and whispered to Andre.
Then, as if to his captain of the guard, but also to himself, he added, "I am the emperor. I can ask for whatever I want. I don't need to care about what is reasonable or not. As long as I want it, I will give it to you."
want!"
"You are right, Your Majesty." Andre naturally had no objection to this and immediately bowed his head in agreement.