The sun never sets rose

Fairy-like woman.

During the two hours of making dumplings, Jiang Xinyan kept blushing and repeated these seven words repeatedly.

With the Queen's order in person, the cooks dared not neglect. According to Jiang Xinyan's division of labor arrangement, one group was kneading and kneading noodles, one group was chopping meat, chopping vegetables, mixing seasonings, cutting noodles, rolling skins, boiling water, arranging A group of dishes, after all the preparations are completed, she will make the dumplings herself.

Originally, she planned to make dumplings by herself, but maybe she thought it was fun to make dumplings. Everyone rushed to join the "dumpling making army", and they all had a great time.

Jiang Xinyan put the dumplings made by himself together separately, brought the water to a boil and put them down to cook. They put two silver plates, one for himself and one for the queen.

"It's delicious~"

"God, I've never eaten anything so novel..."

"Do all Orientals eat this?"

"I still want to eat, save some for me!"

There was one after another exclamation in the kitchen, which led to a "tragedy" of grabbing dumplings. He took three or four dumplings in one hand and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Well... you are amazing, Miss... delicious..." Jane held one in each hand, her mouth was stuffed, and she struggled to make room for words.

There is nothing that makes Jiang Xinyan feel more happy than seeing the things he made are welcomed by others. He looked down at the dozen or so delicate and beautiful dumplings that he made with his heart, and vaguely remembered the phrase "I'm waiting for you in the study".

She has inexplicable expectations and inexplicable emotions.

"Everyone eat slowly, I will send these to His Majesty." Picking up the tray, the corners of his eyes and brows unconsciously smiled, and he turned to the guards and said, "Please lead the way, both of you."

Hampton Court Palace has a large area, and the corridors and stairs are intricate and winding. For those who are not familiar with it, it is easy to get lost without guidance.The queen's study was deep in the palace, and Jiang Xinyan was taken for an unknown amount of time before she came to a gorgeous wooden gate that was also guarded by guards.

The guard who notified invited her in, the hand holding the tray trembled a little, trying to calm down the tension in her heart, took a deep breath, and walked in slowly.

The room is very bright, I don't know how many candles are lit, the small bright yellow flames gather to form a sufficient light source, of course, the brightness is still far inferior to modern electric lights, at least it allows her to see the environment inside clearly.

Elizabeth stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, quietly gazing at the Thames River under the night, as if she was in a state of concentration, and she didn't intend to turn around when she heard the movement behind her.

"Your Majesty..." Jiang Xinyan called out in a low voice, his hands were sore, and he didn't dare to put it down rashly, so he just held it.

No one pays attention to her.

"His Majesty?"

Silence, eerie atmosphere...

"Elizabeth!"

Hurry up, call your name, don't say it, it's very nice.

The sculpture in front of the window finally reacted, turned half of his body, his cold gray-blue pupils concealed his sharpness, his eyes touched the slightly annoyed and flushed face, and softened.

"Ready?" He walked up to her, glanced at the big white dumplings that were still steaming, "Put them on the table."

Jiang Xinyan's eyes fixed on something on the desk, which seemed to be a map, and his curiosity suddenly increased, so he leaned over to take a second look by putting the tray on it.

The map of Europe in the sixteenth century is poorly drawn... and the proportions are simply wrong. France and Eastern Europe are obviously shrunk, while England is enlarged several times, tsk tsk.

The disgusted expression fell into Elizabeth's eyes, and she didn't feel angry at all. Instead, she waited for the girl to express her opinion with interest, but her attention was quickly attracted by the dumplings.

As the most "lady" lady in England, it is impossible for Elizabeth to eat directly with her hands like the low-level commoners. She looked at these dumplings with inquiring eyes, picked up the silver fork next to her, forked one, and bit down gracefully half.

The meat is full of fragrance and the soup is rich... not bad.

One, two, three, four...Elizabeth, who used to eat pigeon food for dinner, ate up all the dumplings in the two silver plates for the first time, that's right, she also ate the one Jiang Xinyan left for herself.

"Any more?"

"You... I didn't even eat myself!"

Her dumplings!The result of two hours of hard work!They were all wiped out by this woman! !Jiang Xinyan was so angry that his face turned green, and he was about to cry but had no tears, and his small resentful eyes were aggrieved.

"I'll do it next time, I still want to eat."

Shameless!

It's enough to curse in my heart, but I can't say it out.

"Yes..." full of resentment.

But what's the matter with being a little arrogant in my heart?

Elizabeth, who was full of food and drink, suddenly felt better, took a piece of white paper and spread it on the table, pointed to the chair, "Sit down."

"???"

That is the seat that belongs to the King of England, let her sit?

"Write your name."

"I... I'll just write standing up..." She didn't want to sit there.

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth was not angry, she didn't even frown, and she didn't force it. She dipped her queen quill in ink and handed it to her calmly.

"Thank you." Flattered, he took the pen, silently admired the beauty of the pen, and wrote his Chinese name on the paper.

Jiang, heart, words.

The strokes are simple and the pronunciation is not difficult.

Seeing her serious look, a strand of black hair slipped off the paper, blending with the ink writing, covering half of her cheeks, her brows moved slightly, and she reached out to lift up that mischievous strand of hair for her, fingertips felt as smooth as satin .

She is concentrating on writing, and she is concentrating on reading, reading words and people.

"It's finished, Your Majesty." He straightened up, blushing.

Elizabeth stretched out her slender and well-proportioned index finger and middle finger, gently pinched the piece of paper, her eyes carefully scanned the strokes of the square characters, and recalled the syllables she heard for the first time, "Jiang Xinyan."

Suddenly read it out, although the pronunciation is not standard.

Unexpectedly, when someone called him, Jiang Xinyan was stunned for a moment, and corrected: "The last word is in two tones, which means that the pronunciation is raised."

"It sounds good." Comment from the Queen of England.

Then Elizabeth sat in a chair, picked up a pen, and re-wrote it according to her handwriting on the blank paper, writing slowly and neatly, like drawing a picture.

She remembered how she learned to write when she was a child.

Suddenly, like a ghost, she grasped the green and white hand with clear bones, and even controlled the quill pen. With a little force, she dragged the tip of the pen, and the black lines swirled on the paper, writing down the three strokes one stroke at a time. A word, soft and slow.

The heart in the chest was beating clumsily, and the fresh, warm blood was boiling because of the burning, rushing across every inch of skin, glowing hot crimson.

The breathing rhythm is chaotic, deep or shallow, as if suffocating.

The body is stiff, the back of the hand is close to the hot palm of the girl, it is too soft, and you can even clearly feel the lightness and weight of the breath brushing by your ears, and the waves in the cold blue eyes are rippling for a moment, melting in the heart.

Just three words, like writing for half a century.

"Your Majesty's writing is beautiful." Let go of your hand, feeling a little disappointed.

"Say your name again, I'll listen."

"Jiang, Xin, Yan." He slowed down and pronounced the words clearly, "Jiang is the surname, Xinyan is the first name, and the order is reversed from English."

"Jiang...xin...yan..."

The gentle tone overflowed from the lips and teeth. Elizabeth is a very gifted student of language. After learning it twice, she can imitate nine points. It is not easy to hear her mother tongue in a foreign country, especially in the age of information barriers. .

It suddenly occurred to me that Elizabeth in history knew English, French, Spanish, Italian, Latin, Greek...

It seems that in front of the queen, she is a proper war scum.

"That rabbit, do you like it?"

His eyes were still fixed on the square characters, seemingly carelessly.

The topic changed too abruptly, Jiang Xinyan nodded subconsciously, "I like it."

"When I caught it, it happened to be targeted by a lion, so..." With a deep voice, he deliberately procrastinated and paused like a trick, causing the girl to finish her sentence eagerly, "So you get from the lion's mouth. saved it?"

Smiling lightly, avoiding the slight strangeness in his heart, "I just want to hunt lions, so that poor little one is lucky."

The proud queen didn't want to admit that she went to catch a hare and shot a lion by the way. It was nothing unreasonable. She never bothered to pity the weak, but thinking of the girl who was wronged and bullied that night She looked miserable, and she felt irritable.

It's so fragile, it's a big deal to lose a rabbit.

"Oh..." Responded disappointedly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It's because she thinks too much and is self-indulgent.

There was a hint of playfulness in the bottom of the deep eyes, and he glanced at the silent girl, got up, and said lazily: "Let's go, take a walk with me."

Can't say no, can't you?

Jiang Xinyan blushed and followed her steps, walking side by side unconsciously.

There is no moonlight tonight, the dew is heavy in late autumn, and the cold air is pervasive. The light from the torches appears very faint and insignificant in this dense night, like a vortex swallowed by darkness into the nearest depth.

Her throat tightened, and she subconsciously grabbed the arm of the person next to her.

"Fear?"

"Um……"

"Is there no night in your world?" It was a bit of a joke, but he didn't dislike the girl's actions, and slowed down.

The guards followed at a distance behind them, ensuring safety without overhearing their conversations.Jiang Xinyan shrank her neck, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with walking side by side with the Queen of England's arm, "Yes, but we have electric lights, the kind that are very bright, one can light up the whole room, and you can go everywhere at night They are all electric lights, unless it is in the wilderness, so don’t be afraid.”

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, expressing his interest.

"We have a lot of convenient things there. For example, it only takes a whole day to fly from my home to London, and there is no need to stop and rest in the middle."

"airplane?"

"It's a means of transportation that can fly in the sky~" Full of pride was about to overflow, Jiang Xinyan felt that everything in future generations would be better than here, if she could go back, she would not stay.

The gray-blue pupils are hidden in the night, flickering bright and dark, two inexplicable emotions are intertwined, his eyes pass over the face of the girl beside him, and he suddenly sighs...

She didn't want to know about the future.