137:

Artemisia bent forward, still looking down at him, "Who is the general looking for? There is no other woman on this boat except me."

The guards had already retreated, and Minotaur took a step forward, with the beast's paw on her side.

She didn't tremble, nor did she show any displeasure, but instead laughed.

"In Crete, as long as the Minotaur is mentioned, everyone will be frightened. Why are you not afraid of me?"

"Did you forget one thing," Artemisia replied after taking a sip of wine, "I am also a general. I grew up among the dead, and skins are not worth mentioning to me."

The sea breeze lifted Artemisia's skirt, and the Minotaur asked, "You grew up in Persia?"

"Yes," Artemisia paused, and added something with a deep meaning: "But I was born in Athens."

The Aegean Sea has never been calm, and this small ship is constantly shaking with the waves on the sea.

Minotaur seemed to be unable to feel the wind and waves, and he still stood still, "If Minos hadn't accepted Athens' invitation, then the one who boarded the boat today is another man."

To put it bluntly, Artemisia heard a few traces of the meaning of asking the teacher for the crime.

Is this jealous, she thought to herself.

The wind and waves got stronger, she pretended to lose her balance and fell from the cabin, and the Minotaur easily caught her.

Artemisia was lying on Minotaur's arms, with both hands around Minotaur's neck, her voice was charming: "But you are here, aren't you?"

Minotaur said nothing.

Artemisia's green eyes were deep, and she smiled and said, "Put the two ships on the sea, and they can meet even if there is no wind and waves. And our meeting is the best arrangement in heaven."

138:

Minotaur held Artemisia's hand tightly, the wind and waves became stronger, and it even started to rain. He strode into the cabin, and the candlelight swayed in the breeze he created as he walked.

The dark cabin had an ambiguous atmosphere, and Artemisia was placed on the long table in the center of the cabin.

"Take my mask." Minotaur ordered.

Artemisia was full of interest, and she put the jug on the long table, and her slender fingers stroked his cheek, "Are you sure? It is said that anyone who has seen your face, General, will die. You are willing to let me go away from you." ?"

"You have other options," Minotaur said.

But it didn't sound like a safe option. Artemisia hooked her two fingers to the side of the mask and took off the heavy mask with great effort.

Her eyes moved away with the mask that fell to the ground, and she complained softly: "Your mask is really heavy, it's hard for you to keep it on."

When she raised her eyes, a very aggressive and beautiful face fell into her eyes, she was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

The man still had that pleasant voice when he spoke, "What's wrong? Disappointed?"

Artemisia vaguely felt a hint of ridicule.

The man in front of him had scarlet eyes, long blond hair hanging down his shoulders, and his thin cheeks made him look like he was born with a bit of meanness.

She exclaimed, "I never thought that General Minotaur, who was hiding behind the mask, would be so handsome. Even that high-ranking god is not half as good as you."

Minotaur took off the animal skin on his body and joked, "Your ability to praise people is as good as your ability to lie."

At the end, he added a sentence: "Maybe Ben is lying."

Artemisia took the initiative to pull the Minotaur's hand to her chest, "Do you feel it? It is dancing wildly for your beauty."

The Minotaur could hear her heartbeat without feeling it.

He pinched her chin and complained solemnly: "You little liar from Persia."

But Artemisia heard the meaning of pampering.

Even when she was begging for help, there was no tenderness in her eyes, "I hope you will retreat for me."

The Minotaur's eyes were dim: "Call me Caius."

139:

The sea was rough, and the leaders of the two armies in the cabin made a covenant of alliance between the two armies.

The next day, the Aegean Sea was calm and the weather seemed to be a sign of victory in the war.

Unexpectedly, Caius broke his promise with Artemisia, Persia was still defeated, and Artemisia died in the hands of the Spartans.

Before she died, she stared at the man standing on the ship, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

She asked, "Why?"

The man didn't answer.

140:

"It's what I'm most afraid of," Catherine murmured, "but, Duke of Mantua, my life might be full of regrets without you, but the ending I got is also my wish."

"Without me, you would marry the licentious Henry VIII, and you would die," Caius reminded, "even your children would die."

It's December, but the cold wind is still fierce and biting.

"But that's the life I chose." Catherine didn't seem to feel the chill, she said: "I just want an uncontrolled life that belongs to me."

Caius stood up from the ground with difficulty and asked, "But these 21 years, have you lived happily?"

Catherine's unexpected heartlessness, she only left a sentence before entering the palace: "If you hadn't appeared, I would have been happy for these 21 years."

141:

The birthday party ended perfectly, and Harry found that he suddenly felt that he had no regrets in life.

The beauty of Anne Boleyn's impact is like a powerful drum hitting the heart, and it seems like a magnetic voice singing a song that perfectly fits the soul.

Harry didn't know what words he should find to describe her appearance, he only knew that under her seemingly innocent skin was a pair of talking eyes.

Looking up and down, they are all charming.

One second is cute and pitiful, and the next second is fierce.

One second is noble and dignified, the next second is lewd and obscene.

People praise and praise artificial flowers, but she is the only red and white rose in the Tudor family.

What her white veil couldn't cover was the peerless face that captivated the emperor's heart, and the unrestrained ambition in the blue eyes when she held his hand.

She never restrained her thirst for power.Hope, and she did not hide it when she was crowned queen.

She is the terminator of the Tudor dynasty and the founder of a new era. For Harry, she is his lifelong dream.

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