After returning to the room, Fran cheered slightly. Because of excitement, a hint of redness appeared on her pale face.

"It's really great that you can come to see me."

"I originally planned to see you after school in the afternoon." Matilda replied gently, "But after hearing that you were sick, Mary was very nervous and kept coming to see you, so she had to ask for leave and come together..."

Fran looked at Mary happily, then reached out and held the other person's hand. "Mary, you are so good!"

The girl with a melancholy face forced a smile. "It's good to see you're fine."

Seeing the other party's behavior, Fran wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it, so she had to pretend that it was okay and changed the topic. "It's rare that you come to my house today, so don't just visit me, right? Have a good time at my house..."

"Yes, but it can't be too late. My carriage is here, and there is access control at home. If you go home too late, it will make your father crazy." Matilda replied.

Then, she glanced around Fran's bedroom.

Fran's bedroom is much more delicate than the rooms of the Old Marquis and Charles: pink carpets, pink sheets, and a few puppets on it. Several large wardrobes and a mirror hanging on the gold-painted teak dressing table, but there are not many cosmetics on it. But what's unique is that there are some paintings that the owner is more satisfied with.

Attracted by the paintings, Matilda walked to the wall and admired the paintings left by his master over the years.

"This painting has a bit strange technique, but the artistic conception is good. The sunset dyes the farmland golden, which makes people feel comfortable."

"This was painted three years ago, and the techniques were of course very unfamiliar at that time." Fran explained happily next to him.

Matilda seemed to really appreciate these paintings and looked at them one by one under Fran's explanation. However, Mary still didn't speak much, just followed behind silently to appreciate the paintings, and occasionally explained a few words.

After a while, Mary suddenly said, "I have something to do, go out first."

Fran was a little surprised and nodded relievedly after a moment.

After Mary walked out of the room and closed the door, Fran sighed. "Poor Mary!"

"Her mood is easy to understand. It's good to be able to persist." Matilda replied calmly, "What we can do is try to relieve her mood and let her recover soon."

"She should be asking her brother for thanking her now." Fran speculated with a laugh, "Brother should be able to enlighten her."

It's brother again! Matilda smiled bitterly. Is her brother a God? However, judging from what has happened, he is indeed a little capable, not an ordinary person.

"I hope this can be done." She replied calmly.

Then she changed her cautious look. "Flan, I'm here to find you today, and there is another important thing."

"What?" Fran was surprised.

"Where is that letter?" Matilda's expression changed from the calmness of the past to the solemnity. "Since it is not useful, let's destroy it."

Fran, who suddenly realized, smiled apologetically.

"Oh, look at my memory! I forgot everything when I get sick! I'll give it back to you right away."

Before, just in case, Fran had asked Matilda to ask her to persuade her grandfather or simply forge a letter, but Earl Dilièon did not want to interfere with this matter because of Duke Treville - it was not because he was afraid of Duke Treville, but because they had a friendship, and the Earl was unwilling to destroy the relationship because of this kind of business that was not related to him.

In desperation, Matilda really did something horrifying - she forged her grandfather's letter and prepared to send it to relevant legal professionals, and instructed her grandfather to suggest that they made a negative judgment on the request of the Marquis of Leorang's family.

Technically, this is no problem - due to his old age and busy affairs, the Minister of Seal did not have much energy to read each letter one by one, let alone reply. Therefore, his favorite granddaughter played the role of secretary to some extent, often helping to read letters in front of his grandfather and make formatted replies to unimportant letters.

I'm afraid that the Count's arrangement also means to cultivate family children.

Therefore, it was quite easy for Matilda to forge a "grandfather's letter" and stamp the Count's seal.

And she also carefully considered that her grandfather was of high status and power, and those legal professionals would not easily see him. Even if they saw him, who would mention such things without tact? They would generally not be misleading.

Even if it was wrong, her grandfather would not punish her too much because this was not a big deal in her opinion. At most, she would curse her for a few days, and he always loved him very much.

The determination and courage hidden by the two girls under their delicate appearance is really impressive!

After she forged the letter, she asked the servant to send it to Fran, preparing to send it to the key figure if Charles is not good at doing things well or is still in a little while.

Now that the incident has been resolved quite well, the letter is useless - it even seems a bit risky. So she came here today and visited Fran, which is the main purpose, and it is also an important purpose to recover the letter.

Fran walked towards her dressing table, and her steps were a little sluggish because she was still sick.

She picked up a small box, then searched through the search and finally pulled out a letter. However, just as she took out the letter, she accidentally swept a box next to her, and the box fell on the carpet, and all the letters contained inside were scattered on the ground.

"Oh!" Fran screamed, then turned around and smiled apologetically at Matilda, then waved her to come and answer the letter.

Matilda walked over and reached out to take the letter. She opened it and looked at it. It was indeed the one she forged.

"It's great not to have it." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, it's great!" Fran echoed, then leaned over to pick up the letters scattered on the ground.

Matilda followed her movements and turned her eyes to the carpet.

"Ah!" She exclaimed in a low voice in shock.

Because, she saw a letter sent from the Earl of Delièon's house.

There are two types of envelopes for the Count Dilièon's house. One is used on official letters or more important formal letters, with the Earl's house's coat of arms printed on the back - a mermaid wearing a laurel wrapped around a bauhinia; the other is a more personal letter, used on some occasions, with only a small bauhinia emblem on the back.

And she found a letter from her family in a pile of envelopes on the ground at a glance.

What happened? She clearly remembered that she only sent the letter to the Treville family. Who wrote it? And it was written to the lady of the Treville family?

Although shocked, Matilda's usual experience still made her calm. She asked lightly, "Where did these letters come from? Are love letters?"

"Of course not!" Fran's face turned red and she immediately retorted, then she looked at Matilda carefully and lowered her voice. "Do you want to keep it a secret?"

"Um?"

"These are letters transferred by the publisher to my brother." Fran whispered, "I said before, my brother wrote some novels, which is quite famous. Readers often send letters, and then the publisher turns them all over. I took them over and took them apart first. If they support and encourage or put forward reasonable suggestions for improvement, I will leave them to my brother; if there are some things that need to be replied but not important, I will reply by myself; if it is unreasonable attack and abuse, I will burn them directly to avoid affecting his mood..."

"Oh..." Matilda understood.

"Don't tell my brother, I did this secretly..." Fran carefully reminded Matilda, "I have begged the servant, and they are all hiding it from my brother. My brother still thinks that he is the publisher reviewing the readers' letters..."

Matilda understood, and understood completely.

That letter was also written by myself.

Since a few years ago, I have been reading novels by a new writer. From the beginning of the newspaper serialization to the subsequent publication of the entire book, I can also witness the entire process of the writer becoming popular.

Strangely, although it is written about the court, the author does not completely focus on depicting the flashy palace life and boring etiquette and courtesy, but more focus on the character portrayal and destiny. Moreover, the characters in it are not a vase without brains, but more like a smart and wise person. It is because of this that Matilda fell in love with these works.

The author is calm and passionate in his writing style, which is extremely in line with his own taste. And the ordinary and poetic sighs make him admire him even more.

However, although it became popular, the writer never seemed to be willing to appear in public. No reader had ever seen him (her). For several years, speculations about the author's identity in their small circles have not been unified.

In addition, in order to encourage the author to exchange plots and give his own suggestions, Matilda has sent letters to the publisher many times, and through the publisher, he has communicated with the mysterious author several times - as for whether it was the author's own reply, God knows.

Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly...

Under the huge impact, a calm person like Matilda could not help but be moved.

"Matilda, what's wrong with you?" Fran was a little surprised.

"Oh nothing." Matilda immediately came to her senses and covered up her past with a smile. "I just thought that you have done so much for your brother silently, which is really worthy of admiration."

This is also the truth.

There must be a lot of letters transferred by the publisher. After reading them one by one, you have to make sorting choices. It’s really a pity that she is patient! Matilda sighed secretly.

"Actually it's not that hard..." Fran smiled embarrassedly, "It was a little troublesome at first, but after getting familiar with it, I could decide how to deal with a letter in more than ten seconds. Even if I had to reply, I was very skilled in some cliché templates, and I finished it in a few seconds... By the way, haven't I recommended it to you before? Although my brother is not very good, the book is still interesting? You can take a look... But, for some reason, my brother doesn't like others discussing his own book with him in person, so don't tell him in person..."

Will I tell you that I've seen it a long time ago?

Matilda smiled slightly, her eyes flashing behind the lenses, with a strange color.

"I'll go and see Mary first. She should be finished with your brother, right?"
Chapter completed!