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The same scrutinizing gaze came from the young queen.

Those gray-blue eyes scrutinized the girl carefully, it was obviously a foreigner's face, that's right, the jet-black and smooth waist-length hair like a waterfall, clear and bright black eyes, and yellowish skin close to wheat-colored, It is so delicate that the pores are almost invisible, so it must feel good.

feel?

Elizabeth couldn't help moving her fingers. The maid beside her thought she wanted wine, and respectfully handed over the glass full of wine. She glanced at the maid and didn't move.

The little maid hurriedly retracted it again, and retreated to the side.

"What's your name?"

He spoke lazily, still expressionless, the sound alone was enough to intimidate everyone present.

Yes, Jiang Xinyan just noticed a crowd of people in ancient costumes watching, without cameras or crew.

She just wanted to open her mouth, but she didn't know whether to say her real name or her English name. No one could understand the former, while the latter... had a native name in the face of a foreigner, which is unbelievable for people of this era. ?

Maybe she will be captured and burned as a witch.

"Jiang Xinyan."

After much deliberation, she decided to speak her Chinese name. Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Elizabeth frowned slightly, "What?"

Just now she heard a strange language, the pronunciation was very strange, and it was not like any language of any European country she was familiar with. She even had the urge to imitate for a moment, but she couldn't speak.

Knew it would be like this.

Just as Jiang Xinyan was about to say something, the bearded man next to her who was shooting an arrow at her took a step forward and saluted, "Your Majesty, she can speak English, and her accent is exactly the same as that of ordinary people in London."

"Oh?"

Interested, Elizabeth narrowed her eyes slightly, rubbed her chin with one hand, and bent her index finger with the other to lightly tap the armrest of the chair, dull and rhythmic, with a look of arrogance in her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Xinyan with a more dangerous look.

With this posture, I am afraid that she may be suspected of being a spy. Jiang Xinyan suddenly remembered that during Elizabeth's reign, especially in the early days, there were constant political opponents who sent people to assassinate her, or conspired to overthrow her. Water and fire are incompatible.

All the materials she had read poured into her brain. Jiang Xinyan realized this, and her face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She didn't want to be imprisoned in the Tower of London, let alone sent to the guillotine, so she explained: "I don't know How could I appear here, I am not from England, I am from a country in the East, but the time is different, I..."

After talking for a long time, she got stuck. Who would believe that she is from the future world?In this era when the church is more important than everything else, the world is created by the so-called God, how should she explain those scientific terms?

The fingertips stopped tapping, and the shocking rhythm disappeared. Elizabeth looked at the girl who was trembling with fright, and looked carefully again. Those clear, translucent and pure obsidian-like eyes, her slender body, were like silk. His straight black hair looks like an oriental person.

In the far and mysterious east, there is a country called Daming, which is rich in silk, tea, pottery and spices. It has a vast territory, rich and prosperous, and there are treasures everywhere. Influenced by the travel notes written by Marco Polo, Europeans yearn for the East even more.

Of course, these luxuries are not the focus, she is more interested in gold and colonies.

And beauties from the East.

A trace of ripples opened in the gray-blue pupils, changing from bright to dark, as if there was a turbulent undercurrent flowing silently, the fingertips slid across the chin and stopped at the jawbone, "The fate of cheating on me will be miserable."

"I didn't lie to you, I'm really from the East, it's just the East of the future world, I don't know what's going on..."

The more he talked, the more chaotic, Jiang Xinyan was about to cry.

She knew that there was no such thing as "everyone is equal" in this era, and the queen could send her to the guillotine with a single word.

"Future world?" The tone became more serious, a little impatient.

"It's the world hundreds of years later, so I know a lot of things that will happen in the future. If you want to know, I can tell you."

In the originally silent environment, suddenly there were more whispers, and the surrounding princes and nobles were discussing in low voices. Some people had sarcasm expressions on their faces, as if they were laughing at the level of nonsense she made up. Some even gloated and felt that she The Queen of Deceit was in danger.

The cool autumn wind passed by, and a strand of black hair fluttered with the wind. Jiang Xinyan couldn't help but raised his hand and gently brushed the hair, pinning it behind the ear. With a simple and natural movement, Elizabeth stared at her with burning eyes. Suddenly full of deep meaning, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Time passed by, and the whispers around gradually stopped. Jiang Xinyan was very uncomfortable being looked at by the unfathomable gaze, and his heart was beating wildly with nervousness. His cheeks were blushed from the heat and sweat, and he pursed his lips, thinking Open your mouth, but don't know what to say, or what to explain.

If the queen still didn't believe it, there was nothing she could do, she might really die here.

Although Elizabeth is not a tyrant, and the evaluations of later generations are all positive, who can guarantee that it is completely consistent with history? After all, even such absurd things as time travel can happen, and what is impossible.

Time slips away quietly through the fingers, every minute and every second is a slow motion, infinitely magnified.

"Kate."

He called the maid, whispered first, then fixed his eyes on Jiang Xinyan, and said in a voice that everyone could hear, "Arrange a room for our 'honored guest', and don't take a step without my permission. "

This is, house arrest?

Jiang Xinyan accepted his fate, but at the same time he was relieved, his tense nerves were temporarily relaxed, at least Elizabeth would not behead her right now, and her life was barely saved.

The exotic girl was taken down, the court musicians continued to play the lute and drums, the choir presented a well-choreographed hunting drama, the hunters sang sacred songs in praise of the queen, and children dressed as woodland fairies stepped on the ground. They danced gracefully to the melody, and the atmosphere became joyful again.

Elizabeth watched the performance with a charming smile, and the maid brought her a full bottle of wine. While tasting the wine, she quietly observed everyone present, her knuckles gently rubbed the metal wine glass, and her gray-blue eyes flickered. Alternating light and shadow, like a beast lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to bite its prey.

The handsome and handsome man in the crowd kept changing his dance steps following the beat of the music, cooperating tacitly with his female partner, but his fiery gaze was always lingering on the queen, implying provocation.

Elizabeth met his naked gaze without any hesitation, and returned with an extremely coquettish and charming smile, full of charm, but not deep into her eyes.

At the end of the song, she applauded enthusiastically and stood up.

People saluted in the direction of the queen. Elizabeth walked over with light and elegant steps, her unhurried posture was like a proud and charming cat, she put away all the sharpness in her eyes, and came to the handsome man. He casually grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The musicians looked at each other, nodded to each other, and changed the music.

The brisk drum rhythm, the people who regrouped surrounded the queen and the handsome man, dancing to the melody, turning round after round, there was not much movement in the upper body, only the steps of the feet changed frequently, like a tap dance, everyone Show off your rich dance skills.

However, no one would be foolish enough to overshadow the queen.

As a result, the group dance quickly became a special event for the queen and the handsome man to show off their dancing skills and flirt openly.

"My lord seems to be enjoying it."

The little maids in twos and threes stood around eating snacks and drinking fine wine, chatting and gossiping about the two who were flirting. No one in the court knew that Lord Garter—Robert Dudley liked the queen.

Robert and Elizabeth have known each other since childhood and have the same beliefs. Although he was implicated by his father in the "Nine Days Queen" incident and became the son of a criminal, he spared no effort to support Elizabeth in her most difficult period and sold his property to help her , spent the darkest time of my life.He was also elated when Elizabeth became king.

Some say the queen is out of gratitude, some say the queen is in love with him.

"If you can win His Majesty's heart, of course you will enjoy it."

The maid holding the wine glass stared at the two people in the crowd without blinking, her eyes were dim, and she seemed to be mocking.

She is the female partner who danced with Robert just now, and she is also a relative of Elizabeth, Leticia Norris. According to her seniority, Queen Elizabeth is her cousin, and they are all members of the Boleyn family.

The Boleyn family, the queen's biological mother's family, once had power in the court and was very prosperous for a while.

Elizabeth never mentioned her biological mother, and emphasized that she was like her father, Henry VIII, but she secretly took care of them, relatives of the Boleyn family.

"I don't know how the Lord's wife feels."

"You mean Amy? What she thinks doesn't matter, at least to the lord."

"That's right, what could be more important than the honor bestowed by the Queen?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The maids laughed.

The sunshine in early autumn is warm but powerless, lazily swaying the last light and heat before winter, driving away the darkness that does not exist in this land favored by God.