It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Louis XIV then smiled with satisfaction and continued, "I will not treat you unfairly. Later in Paris, I will hold the grandest wedding in Europe for you."

Chapter 296 He wouldn't be seeing other women in France, would he?

The marriage between the two countries was a major event, especially since both sides wanted more people to know about it, and soon all sorts of rumors spread widely.

Aside from formal or private diplomatic negotiations, within a short period of time, newspapers, magazines, banquets, salons, and streets and alleys, from the upper class to the lower class, all knew about this major event.

"Do you know? His Highness Philip is going to marry the Third Princess of England."

"My God, you're only finding out now? Where have you been gallivanting off to these past few days?"

"Jesse's information network is really bad."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

You could hear conversations like this just by walking down the street, which shows how far the news had spread—it's clear that both Edward VII and Louis XIV were happy to make the news of the marriage a hot topic, wanting as many people in Europe as possible to know.

After all, for Edward VII, this would allow him to deal with his troublesome sister openly and legitimately, while also putting pressure on the Netherlands, which was at war, and giving the soldiers on the front lines a boost of morale—the idea of ​​an English-French marriage alliance was certainly appealing.

Louis XIV also had high hopes for this marriage alliance. As for the reactions of the others, they varied. Some were happy, some were clueless or indifferent, and some were worried.

The most worried of all is Holly, the green grasshopper maid who was the cause of everything and tipped off Li Cheng.

The maid who leaked the information had grown up with Veronica, and although she was punished, she was not dismissed.

Although she wasn't fired, even several months later, Holly was still frequently locked in a small dark room for one to three days to reflect on her actions, with Veronica using the excuse that she could step into the house with her left foot first in the morning.

This led Holly, who had nothing better to do and found the solitary confinement room dirty and smelly, to even take a few rags and thoroughly clean the room, making it shine like a jewel—truly, the solitary confinement room is our home, and cleanliness is everyone's responsibility.

Holly had no complaints about this. In her simple values, since her princess was in danger of losing her life, it was only right for Li Cheng to take responsibility.

Moreover, compared to those Frenchmen whom he had never even met, Li Cheng was undoubtedly a better choice, though he was reluctant to admit it—His Highness not only got along well with him, but they also now had a child.

Therefore, even if she were locked up in a dark room for a few more days to secretly inform them, it would be worthwhile, rather than pretending nothing had happened and watching the princess act impulsively and insist on marrying those Frenchmen.

That's why Holly got a little anxious when news of the marriage alliance between the two countries came.

What is Li Cheng doing?

"Do something! Are you even a man?"

"If all else fails, I'll elope with His Highness... Oh right, His Highness definitely won't agree... Then I'll kidnap him... Huh? Why am I even thinking of that..."

There are people who are happy and people who are sad, and there are also many people who are completely unaware or indifferent, and their mentality is similar.

A marriage alliance?

What's it to me!

For example, Miss Newton in Lincoln was indifferent to this important matter, and was more concerned about whether the experiment was going well, what to eat that night, and Li Cheng, who had been in France for more than a month.

After taking a bath in the evening, Newton returned to his room while reflecting on the day's experiments.

The weather had warmed up, and Newton, who had just taken a shower, was wearing a white slip dress, seemingly without a shirt underneath. Fortunately, there were no obvious bulges or imperfections that could cause her to expose herself, and even if there were any, they were barely noticeable.

There were few men in the castle, after all, male servants were much more expensive than female servants. Even the few male servants were concentrated on the first floor. Unless they were called upstairs, they would not and dared not go upstairs. That's why Newton dared to walk around so casually after taking a bath.

However, just as she was walking towards her room with her two slender legs and slippers on her feet, Newton inadvertently raised his head and suddenly realized that he had unknowingly stopped at the door of Li Cheng's room.

"Um......?"

Newton wrinkled her nose, seemingly annoyed by her mistake, but after a slight hesitation, she still reached out and pushed open the door.

The room was empty. Although a maid cleaned it every day to make sure there was no dust, and the table and sheets were always neatly arranged, it felt lifeless. After all, the person who used to live there had left more than a month ago and gone to France alone.

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Newton, looking displeased, kicked the door with his leg before turning away, satisfied.

In contrast, Lavoisier remained remarkably calm about Li Cheng's departure, continuing to complete her work and research in an orderly manner every day—she was used to it, as her husband used to skip her work every day.

But when Lavoisier happened to pass by and saw Newton acting this way, he felt a surge of emotions that he couldn't quite explain.

She felt a mix of emotions: jealousy of Li Cheng, jealousy of Newton, a pang of heartache, and guilt... She didn't know how to distinguish between them.

However, at least Lavoisier did gradually grow to like the little girl and genuinely wanted to improve his relationship with Newton.

But then again... what exactly did Li Cheng go to Paris for?

When you're out on your own, you probably don't secretly look for other women, right?

.......

at the same time.

Paris, France.

Upon learning that he was actually Louise's neighbor across the street, Li Cheng, while moving to his new home, was bombarded with this news, and his attitude towards it was a mixture of joy and sorrow.

To everyone's delight, Phillips actually agreed to the marriage.

He went to great lengths to come to France, struggling alone in a foreign land, all for the sake of resolving his own... oh no, I mean, the princess's marriage problem.

Although the process was slightly different from what was originally envisioned, half of the goal has been achieved.

Tragically, Phillips actually agreed to the marriage.

Although he was relatively at ease with the cross-dresser's sexual interest, in order to avoid being cuckolded in name only, Li Cheng made a three-point agreement with Phillips. For this, he had to agree to an additional clause: to dress in women's clothing and accompany Phillips to a social event.

Ugh.

Life is tough, even scumbags sigh.

Despite all the planning, I never expected that I would still have to sacrifice my sexuality in the end.

Soon after, a short letter appeared in Li Chengxin's mailbox—it seemed that because he was busy preparing for the marriage and had to attend many occasions, Phillips had found it difficult to find time to personally harass him in women's clothing.

At 8:00 AM on Friday, a four-wheeled carriage painted with pumpkin patterns will stop at your door and take you to a villa on Narcissus Street, where I will be waiting for you.

[by Phillips, who is so exhausted from working as a designer that he can't even stand up straight]

Chapter 297 Only Help Her

Narcissus Street.

To avoid the embarrassing situation of bumping into Louise/Anderson on her way out for a walk early in the morning, Li Cheng rented a new villa as quickly as possible and moved away from his previous troublesome place.

Although theoretically he could leave and return to England after dressing as a woman, and moving would be a bit of a hassle, he was still a little uneasy until the princess's matter was completely resolved, so he moved to prepare for a long-term battle.

"Wednesday, Thursday, Friday..."

After receiving Phillips' notification letter, Li Cheng returned to his room and pondered for a while. He realized that he still had two days left on his death sentence, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

"what?"

Hook, who had been focused on his drawing board, thought he was being spoken to and turned around to ask.

As a renowned painter in London, Hooker visited the artist after two days of studying at home, bringing his cartoon creations with him. Could this be considered an exchange of ideas, or perhaps a disguised way of seeking guidance?

Li Cheng had no intention of keeping anything to himself. After decisively correcting several of Hu Ke's misconceptions about comics, he took out his drawing board and personally drew several comic characters that would later become household names. He also created a few of the simplest four-panel comics for reference.

This is Hook's second visit. For a woman like her to patiently visit Li Cheng's house twice and stay for most of the day, it's clear that she has indeed developed an interest in this thing called comics.

However, barring any unforeseen circumstances, once Hook has a firm grasp on the comics, he will no longer visit—after all, for a rather aloof female protagonist, visiting a man's house is hardly an interesting thing.

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"It's alright, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Cheng shook his head, denying Hook's question: "It's just an invitation to a party; I'm just calculating the time."

“Those kinds of parties with dirty men?” Hook asked. “You can rest assured, I’m only interested in all-female parties and have absolutely no interest in what you’re going to do.”

"Just an ordinary salon."

Li Cheng couldn't help but twitch his lips and complained, "Hey, hey, hey, why do you have such a big prejudice against men? It's your physical condition if you can't be in contact with men, but what's with this contemptuous attitude towards men? Did men offend you?"

"of course."

Hook said coldly without turning his head: "As long as I think about how those filthy men in this world are constantly committing those filthy and evil acts against pure women, barbaric acts just to release their own desires, my hatred for men is constantly accumulating."

Li Cheng internally translated it as follows: It seems that Ms. Ketone cannot accept men having sex with women.

God can't accept this! You yourself were born because of your parents' loving clapping! Without this evil and filthy thing, you wouldn't even be born, and humanity would be extinct because of it!

"Of course I know that. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Hook stopped painting, turned his head and looked at Li Cheng with disdain: "Our birth was inherently sinful. We were born with sin, and we wantonly kill and destroy on the earth—just as all kinds of sins are breeding in the corners of the world that we can and cannot see."

"But that doesn't mean evil is justified. It's precisely after recognizing the evil in this matter that my convictions have become even stronger..."

What the hell do you mean by recognizing the evils of life and strengthening one's convictions as a woman? That's not how you interpret that statement at all! You should properly apologize to Mr. Romain Rolland!

"You really do have a keen understanding, Miss Hook," Li Cheng said with a hint of sarcasm.

“Okay.” Hook readily accepted.

Seeing this, Li Cheng's forehead twitched, and he resolved to confront this female ketoman to the bitter end today... no, to fight her to the bitter end.

“But Miss Hook, have you ever considered one possibility, just one possibility—that those women themselves are actually into [beep]... well, if not enjoying it, then at least enjoying it?”

"Absolutely impossible."

Hooker answered decisively.

Li Cheng countered, "Why is it impossible? Isn't it something to be happy about to [beep...] with someone you like? Haven't you ever met a man you like or who makes your heart flutter?"

"I have never met a man like that, and I could never fall for a dirty man."

Hook said in an icy tone.

In that instant, Li Cheng thought of Phillips. Hooker had declared himself in love with Phillips' portrait the moment he saw it, but then he realized that after meeting him in person, Hooker had apparently lost interest...

He then rephrased his statement: "So, Miss Hook, suppose—and I mean suppose—you meet a man you like, would you still resist...?"

"There are no assumptions."

Hook coldly interrupted, "Such a man doesn't exist in reality."

Li Cheng retorted, "Nothing is impossible to assume. Physics assumes a perfectly smooth plane. Do you think that exists in reality?"

His rebuttal seemed to have some effect; Hook frowned, as if he were really imagining it.

After a moment, her brow relaxed, and she said with a slightly uncertain tone, "It seems that it's actually possible to hypothesize about a man who could interest me."

Huh? Really?

Li Cheng had only made a casual remark, but now he was genuinely curious: what kind of man could attract a female ketone, especially one who would have an abnormal reaction to contact with men?