The sun never sets rose

Hatfield Manor is a place suitable for retirement, with a hidden location and a beautiful environment. When he came here, Jiang Xinyan first wrote a letter to Mary, saying that he was on vacation, and asked her if she had been to Scotland.Then I walked around the oak tree at the door, and the figure of Elizabeth and the poem inevitably appeared in my mind.

She seemed to be able to understand a little of the meaning.

There are many rooms in the manor, each of which is spotlessly cleaned. Jiang Xinyan and Olo chose two adjacent rooms on the second floor and lived separately. If it wasn't for the fear of the size of the house, she might have to live on the entire floor alone.

The servants are usually very quiet, and they will not disturb them if they have nothing to do. The Hannah and another little maid named Fanny who were brought here only appeared when they washed and dressed in the morning and boiled water for bathing in the evening. Either pick up the ingredients, or prepare three meals in the kitchen.

Live a peaceful and comfortable life.

"Who is this woman? Why are her portraits everywhere?"

On a sunny day, Aurora took Jiang Xinyan out to bask in the sun. When passing the corridors and halls, she came across two portraits hanging on the wall. The paintings showed a gracefully dressed woman.

"Liz's stepmother, Queen Parr." Jiang Xinyan glanced at the portrait, very calm, and had seen it last time.

"What? Queen Paal? Why is it painted like this! I've seen her in real life, but she's not so ugly. I almost can't recognize her in this painting."

"puff……"

Olo stared at the slightly older woman in the portrait, with a strange expression: "Don't hang a portrait of your own mother, but a stepmother? This Elizabeth is also very strange."

"Queen Parr was very kind to Liz, and urged King Henry to restore her inheritance rights and ease her relationship with her sister. Liz should respect her in her heart, and who said she forgot her mother?"

"??"

"The portrait of Queen Anne is in Liz's ring. Anyone who kisses her hand is kissing Queen Anne. This can be regarded as a slap in the face of those who call Anne a witch." Jiang Xinyan said seriously , a smell of protecting his wife rushed towards him.

Olo curled her lips and teased, "Hey, yo, protecting Elizabeth so much, I didn't criticize her, really."

"..."

One sentence made Jiang Xinyan blush, and she bowed her head in silence.

Living in Hatfield for a few days, she was indeed very happy and free, but she always thought of Elizabeth in the dead of night, and the feeling of "thinking but not being able to think" almost drove her crazy.

When she wakes up in the morning, without the familiar body temperature around her, she will panic subconsciously. After sitting up for a long time, she realizes that this is not a palace. She touches the corner of her eyes in a daze, and a drop of crystal drips out.

I miss the former Elizabeth very much. No matter how cold she is to outsiders, she will only leave her the most gentle side. I don’t know when it has changed, become strange, and become crazy...

Could it be because of myself?

Jiang Xinyan suddenly remembered that Elizabeth once said that she had changed, and she still liked the docile, obedient, weak and weak little Rose. Since she interfered in some things again and again, her daughter-in-law seemed to always associate her with lies and betrayal Together.

But she had to change because she loved Elizabeth so much that she didn't want her to worry about anything.

Then somehow it became what it is today.

It all started after she came back from France.

"Why are you crying?" Olo sensed that something was wrong with her, and thought it was because of her unrestrained jokes, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Xinyan, I didn't speak ill of your wife. Just kidding, don't cry."

Who knows, Jiang Xinyan cried even harder, hugging her: "I still can't figure out what went wrong with us, is it her or me, what should I do..."

"..."

"Xinyan, do you want to forgive her subconsciously?" Rubbing her head helplessly, she was obviously older than herself physically, but she was more like a little sister.

Jiang Xinyan nodded feebly: "But I can't find a reason, I... can't convince myself to forgive her like last time."

"But you miss her so much?"

"Yeah." He nodded desperately.

"Since you can't find a reason to forgive her, just wait for something to happen that makes you completely disheartened. With her temperament, she can do it."

"Am I really going to be disheartened?"

Jiang Xinyan didn't quite believe in herself. Her feelings for Elizabeth were too complicated. From "idol worship" to "love", the process was fast and silent, and everything happened before she had time to sort out her heart.

"Yes." Olo looked at her firmly and smiled.

Forgetting is a good medicine to treat pain, and the first part of forgetting starts from the death of the heart.

The eighth day after Little Rose left.

Day after day of insomnia and loss of appetite, Elizabeth became haggard and wilted, no amount of gorgeous dresses and jewelry could conceal the decadent aura on her body, irritability and irritability followed one after another, like a walking powder | powder | barrel.

At the meeting of the Privy Council, she was distracted again.

"His Majesty…"

"His Majesty?"

"His Majesty!"

Cecil yelled several times before the dazed woman on the throne heard her. Her stiff eyes slowly turned to look at him, frowning: "What's wrong?"

"Are you not feeling well?"

The ministers present looked at each other and exchanged glances, to the effect that: The queen is about to lose her temper again, everyone be careful.

Elizabeth stared at him for a while, then shook her head slightly: "What did you just say?"

"Spain intends to consider forming an alliance with Scotland. Queen Mary sent an invitation to Crown Prince Carlos a few days ago. Although Spain has not yet responded, but..."

"Oh? This was done on purpose for me to see?" He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and adjusted a comfortable sitting position, very relaxed and comfortable.

"According to our ambassador in Scotland, the crown prince has heard some rumors that are not good for your reputation, so he suspended the marriage negotiations." These words came from the mouth of a certain earl.

Perhaps it was because Elizabeth's current state seemed to be easy to deceive, and there was a burst of whispering like a pot exploded underneath, and everyone's eyes turned to Robert, who was as quiet and transparent as a person—if he was to say that the Queen's reputation was linked to him, he was the only one.

Elizabeth rubbed her fingers carelessly, lowered her eyes and remained silent, letting them gossip and speculate, and finally asked the maid to fill up the wine and sip tea leisurely.

Cecil, who is good at observing words and expressions, chose to remain silent.

Finally, Robert couldn't stand being looked at by all kinds of weird eyes, and said with a sly voice: "Maybe it's just a rumor deliberately spread by the Scottish court. It's an excuse made by that old fox Philip. He probably thinks it's more beneficial to support Mary Stuart."

"It's not good to say that about your savior, Robbie." Elizabeth put down her glass and glanced at him with a half-smile.In front of all the ministers, calling him by his nickname, everyone immediately shut up, ready to watch the excitement.

"..."

However, Elizabeth didn't give them a chance to watch the show. She looked serious and said seriously: "For Spain, Mary is more in control. It's just a marriage, so there's no need to make a fuss. What should really be paid attention to is whether there is any hidden guilt behind this incident. Ghosts."

After speaking, his gaze inadvertently swept across Robert's face.

At this time, Cecil stroked his beard confidently, and suggested: "Yes, Your Majesty, if Mary can marry Spain, we can form an alliance with France, whether it is the Medici of the Catholics or the Confucian of the Huguenots." Prince Dai, all..."

"William," interrupted him with a smile.

"??"

Then a sharp eye knife struck, and Cecil immediately shut his mouth and said nothing more.

After leaving the Privy Council, Elizabeth took her left and right hands back to the study. She only felt comfortable discussing with these two people about things that really involved core interests.

"This is not at all Philip's style. He would turn to support Mary so casually because of the so-called rumors? Of course, I don't want to compete with Mary for Spain. I just want to know the reason."

Cecil looked at the queen while stroking his beard, as if he was thinking. In fact, he felt that this kind of thing didn't matter. It would be best not to marry Spain. He hoped that the queen would think more about France and improve the relationship with this century-old enemy. After all, the civil war After the start of the fight, you can gain great benefits by taking advantage of the vacancy.

On the contrary, Walsingham attached great importance to this sudden anomaly.

He hated Robert and had been watching him all the time. Ever since he knew that the guy was secretly dealing with Spain, he became more and more suspicious of him.

The front foot was pardoned, and the back foot was involved in this matter. There must be some strong temptation to make him willing to take the risk.

"Your Majesty, what if the suspension of negotiations is the personal wish of Crown Prince Carlos?"

"Oh?"

"Carlos is 16 years old and has a little mental problem. There are rumors that he likes his stepmother, Queen Irina, and Irina is a French princess, the daughter of the Medici. When he was in France, he had a relationship with Marie Stuart. Yate grew up together, and the relationship between the two is very good, maybe there is a reason for this."

Elizabeth seemed to have heard the big joke, and raised her eyebrows: "So, do you think a mentally ill child who covets his stepmother can influence a political marriage involving national interests?"

"It's not possible, but King Philip chose to watch, so there must be his considerations. Even if he wants to see you fight Queen Mary, it's not impossible."

"It is impossible for European countries to be ignorant of the meeting between Mary and me. Philip should have guessed that we had reached a certain agreement, and then used his son's marriage as a trigger to cause a dispute between Mary and me, even if it didn't work out in the end. , he can also shift the responsibility to his son."

Elizabeth and Walsingham looked at each other and felt that things had become clearer, but there were always some places that were obscured by clouds and mist that could not be seen clearly.

"God, Mary is an idiot..." Brushing her hair irritably, she walked around the desk and sat down, her eyes fell on the stack of squares, "Spain just beckoned, she was hooked, she is so stupid that there is no cure .”

Pick up the pen and start writing the name of Little Rose.

Walsinghan frowned, and pondered: "Perhaps...someone is deliberately guiding Queen Mary to think in this way?"

"No matter whether someone deliberately guides her or not, it can't hide the fact that she longs for the crown of England in her heart. Very well, this is equivalent to giving me a reason not to be polite to her anymore." Wrote the last stroke heavily, the name of Little Rose It touched the most painful nerve in her heart.

Cecil, who had been acting as a sculpture, suddenly said, "So, what kind of rumors are bad for your reputation?"

"..."

"Say I'm dating a man? Flirting with this minister today, flirting with that consultant tomorrow? The so-called bad reputation is just because I'm a woman. It's ridiculous!" Elizabeth threw away the quill pen in anger, and stopped writing, annoyed.

Little Rose is not around, she doesn't want to deal with these crap things at all.

"Could it have something to do with Robert?"

"Then check it out for me! Last time I spared his life because it was still useful. Since Mary doesn't want to marry him, he is useless. If anything is found, he will be considered treason! I will kill him!" He slapped his hand on the desk, his eyes were cold.

Walsingham silently picked up the pen for her and put it away.

"That brat should have died a long time ago. Your Majesty is too merciful to let him go." Cecil stroked his beard and snorted coldly, getting angry when he mentioned Robert.

Then, turning around, he wanted to mention something about France.

"Okay, let's all go down, it's giving me a headache."

"..."

The two expressed regret.

From London to Hertfordshire, riding for about an hour, Elizabeth went back to the palace to change her clothes, and left the palace alone, wanting to see Little Rose, even if it was a sneak peek.

So, when she was passing a secluded country road, she was stopped by some robbers.

"Did you see the guy in our hand?" The big, round man waved the knife in his hand at her, with a wretched smile on his face. "Keep the money, or it won't have eyes!"

Elizabeth stared at them coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way."

"Yo, the little girl is quite courageous?" As he said that, he was about to forcibly pull her off the horse.

But seeing the black steed neighing suddenly, it suddenly raised its front hooves, which startled them. For a moment in a daze, Elizabeth grabbed the rein tightly with one hand, and pulled out the sword she was carrying with her with the other. A silver light flashed in front of her eyes. Raised the sword and fell, blood spattered all over her.

Raising his eyes, his sharp eyes swept over the other three people, the red and white blade slowly dripped bright red liquid, scaring them away...

Laughter came from the manor courtyard. Elizabeth hid beside the bushes outside the wall and eavesdropped intently. She easily recognized Little Rose's voice. It seemed that she was playing some game. The girl smiled happily.

She couldn't help laughing too.

"who are you?"

The sudden voice behind made Elizabeth turn around subconsciously, feeling a little flustered, thinking she had been discovered, but what she saw was Olo's surprised face: "Uh...Your Majesty...?"

"You... came to see Xinyan?" His gaze swept across her whole body, landed on the bloodstain, and exclaimed: "Why is there bleeding?

Elizabeth made a silent gesture and shook her head: "It's not my blood, come and have a look today, how are you doing these days?"

"She's fine. She's free and happy every day. She told me last night that she doesn't want to go back." The second half of the sentence is a lie from Olo. It's true that she is very free here, but she can see that Jiang Xinyan still thinks about going back. of.

But she felt that the tyrannical queen hadn't learned enough lessons, and she would definitely commit another crime after forgiving easily. This is the difference between 0 times and countless times.

Every word hit Elizabeth's heart heavily, her chest suddenly suffocated, and she raised her eyes: "Did she really say that?"

"Ah."

"..."

He wanted to see how the queen would react with wicked interest, whether there was any kind of tenderness under that cold mask, or whether she could let go of her superior posture and show a little bit of pain.

But, she was disappointed.

Elizabeth just lowered her head, drooping her eyes and saying nothing, her hands tightly clenched the branches and leaves of the dwarf trees, her knuckles turned slightly white, and there was a faint smell of green grass in the air.

"Since your Majesty is here, let's go in, the words of your heart are inside." Olo invited very "kindly", with a brisk smile at the end of his eyes.

"No, don't spoil her mood." She struggled to squeeze out a stiff smile, exhausted all her strength, shook her head, her eyes were covered with mist.

"Uh……"

Elizabeth looked back at the wall and listened to the cheerful and hearty laughter inside. After a while, she turned her head to look at Olo: "You must take good care of her, try not to mention me in front of her, and never let her drink. Not even playing games."

"Okay, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Then he nodded and left with peace of mind.

But the moment he turned around, the water mist in his eyes turned into a salty liquid and rolled down, which was very hot and burned his face.

Olo watched in a daze as she walked under a tree in the distance, untied the rope, jumped on the horse neatly, and left in a hurry.After a while, I looked away, and a more intense smell of grass entered my nose...

Frowning, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the half-person tall dwarf tree just now, a few leaves were pinched, and the smell came from there.