The sun never sets rose

The Tower of London under the night looks like a beast sleeping in the dark, with a fortress-like square wall under the towering domed spire, the burning torches emit warm and bright light, and there are spears in hand every few steps guards stationed.

It was more eerie and chilly than during the day, and it was creepy.

Jiang Xinyan groped in the dark and walked nearby based on memory. Looking at the strict guards and the tall and thick walls at the door, she felt timid. Even if her potential exploded and she remembered the way, how to get in would still be a problem.

She didn't want to come to this kind of haunted place at all, but Jane was still inside, she had a lot of words to say, it was impossible to beg the tyrant, so she had to sneak here by herself.

"Lord Worthingham..."

A familiar figure came out of the passage illuminated by the torch, Jiang Xinyan trotted over as if he had picked up a treasure, and the guard immediately stopped her.

"Miss Jiang?" The man stopped in doubt, "Didn't I have someone send you back to the palace?"

And it was sent directly to the queen.

"I want to see my maid, can you please help me..." Pulling the guard's arm, he stretched his neck and looked at him earnestly.

Walsinghan signaled them to let go, and Jiang Xinyan, who had regained his freedom, breathed a sigh of relief, but what he got was a refusal: "Miss Jiang, after interrogation, your maid has committed treason and is a repeat offender. You can't meet her, please Come back."

"Crime of treason…"

This charge is standard for the death penalty, could it be...

"Yes, she spread witchcraft to create panic. Internally, she intends to murder His Majesty and plant it on you. Externally, she colludes with dignitaries in the court and China. She vainly attempts to overthrow the government and instigate rebellion. There is no pardonable crime." Serious tone, deep eyes Reflecting the flickering flames, he inadvertently glanced at the guards around him.

His face turned pale instantly, his slightly parted lips moved, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible... Impossible..."

—she will be judged and executed.

The woman's words echoed in her ears, and her cold and ruthless tone chilled her heart. She knew that Jane was guilty, but it was definitely not the crimes Worthingham mentioned. How fair is the trial?

"I'll take Miss Jiang back to the palace."

As he spoke, he gestured for her to go first.

Jiang Xinyan raised his blood-stained little face, glanced at him, his eyes drifted across the long passage behind, turned around slowly, and slowed down to wait for Worthingham to follow.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and ran into the aisle, slipping like a gust of wind faster than a rabbit. Walsinghan and the guard guarding the gate didn't react for a moment, and they were dumbfounded for two seconds...

"Catch her!"

The dark and narrow passageway has twists and turns and twists and turns, and the howling and crying in the air is endlessly heard by the howling wind. Jiang Xinyan felt that his adrenaline must be bursting, his heart was beating fast, and his feet seemed to be stepping on hot wheels. After a while, it disappeared at the end.

Then, she found herself lost...

Surrounded by cells next to each other, some are empty, and some hold white-clothed prisoners wearing chains. The front left is a room for unknown purpose, and the other directions lead in all directions. I don’t know where it leads. .

The sound of messy footsteps was getting closer and closer, as if they were coming from every direction. She had nowhere to escape, so she hid in that room in desperation and closed the door.

The thick smell of blood hits the face, more pungent than other places.

Calming her disordered breathing and heartbeat, she turned around, her legs went limp from the scene in front of her, and she fell to the ground...

All kinds of instruments of torture are hung on the walls, each of which is stained with mottled blood, hidden in the dim light from the brazier in the corner, giving off a cold and gloomy air, which makes one's spine chill.There was a wooden bed in the middle of the room, on which lay a woman covered in blood, her limbs were covered with thick ropes, wrapped around both ends of the bed, each with a wooden wheel.

This is... torture.

As long as the wooden wheel is turned, the bound limbs will be pulled tightly in opposite directions at the same time until the joints are dislocated...

"Jane...is that you..."

Although the dress was dirty and tattered, she recognized that she had given it to Jane to wear.

The dying woman on the bed turned her head with difficulty, a gratifying smile appeared in her half-opened cloudy blue eyes, and then turned to worry, "Miss...you are fine... hurry... go back..."

"They actually tortured you..." Lifting off the broken cloth strips on her body, the bloodstains were shocking, and tears burst out, blurring her vision.

"It's what I deserve... miss... you are a good person... I don't deserve your tears..." He gasped for several times while speaking intermittently, probably trying to suppress the pain in his body, but also burst into tears from laughter.

She is a low-class poor person. It is already God's grace to meet someone like Jiang Xinyan who sincerely treats her well in this life. It is her own fault to blame her for not knowing how to cherish it.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyan cried even harder.

"I don't regret dying... but I'm afraid that my family will be hurt..."

Brushing away the hair sticking to her face wet with sweat, and looking into those bloodshot eyes, the two dimples on her cheeks were faintly visible. She hated Robert as much as she felt pain at this moment.

Of course, she can't do anything.

He could neither kill Robert to vent his anger, nor perhaps he could not preserve the promise of Quan Zhen's family.

Footsteps approached, the door was kicked open with a bang, and the guards rushed in, all raising their spears and pointing at Jiang Xinyan, and then Walsinghan's figure appeared beside the door.

"Why did you torture her?" Wiping away tears, he stood up angrily, "This is a trick of torture! She is not a witch! She is not a traitor!"

"Yes or no, Miss Jiang doesn't count."

"you……"

"Please, Miss Jiang." Worthingham turned away expressionlessly.

Dazed, he looked back at Zhen, who was full of worries, and gave her a relieved smile, even though the smile was uglier than crying.

No sleep for one night.

Too many things happened these days, and Jiang Xinyan was caught off guard by the ensuing troubles. She thought that she would slowly adapt to the life here, and began to learn to accept and change, and her life would get better and better. The so-called "conspiracy" that made people laugh and cry disrupted the rhythm.

She has no intention of harming others, but others want to harm her.

There is no one she can trust and rely on. In this era, how can she live in peace by herself? The desire to go home suddenly becomes stronger, and the match that ignites in the darkness is getting brighter and brighter.

The heavy wooden door was shaken in an instant, making repeated loud noises. Elizabeth stepped into the room with a cold face, her gloomy eyes swept across the petite figure huddled on the bed, walked over, grabbed her arm, and said through gritted teeth: "You've got the skills, dare to break into the Tower of London at night? Since you like it there, I'll let you go in and stay there for as long as you want!"

As he spoke, he dragged her out of the bed and slammed his knees heavily on the soft cashmere carpet, causing a slight dull pain. Jiang Xinyan frowned, tears swirled in his eyes, and he tried not to cry.

"Your Majesty, please convict me." Calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.

She is like a stubborn child, with grievances, loss and injuries written all over her face, but she still insists that others cannot see it, and she thinks she hides it well.This clumsy disguise made Elizabeth both distressed and helpless, and most of the anger in her heart disappeared immediately.

He reached out to pick her up, put her back on the bed, and said nicely, "Can you be more obedient? Don't always cause trouble for me, sneak out of the palace, and enter the Tower of London without authorization, lest others will not notice you Yeah?"

"Okay, you'll be out of trouble if you kill me."

"Threat me?" His tone became cold, his pupils were cast with a thick black shadow, and his finger bones squeezed her wrist slightly, "Jiang Xinyan, I warn you, don't challenge my bottom line of patience again and again, If you want to die, I can fulfill you, understand?"

There was a sharp pain in the wrist bone, Jiang Xinyan struggled to retract his hand, but was choked by the iron clamp-like force, the more he moved, the more painful it became, and the tears that were suppressed came to his eyes again...

She called her name, but the words she said were so cruel.

"Hehe, have you finally spoken your mind? Is this what you really think? There are so many reasons, but it's actually because of your Robert! The one who makes trouble for no reason is obviously him! But you let him be free and easy! You even ordered Walsingham to Zhen used torture, tortured into tricks! There are so many charges, isn't it just to protect your little lover! What a pawn, you are simply lying to me! Shameless, hypocritical, cruel and cold-blooded tyrant! I hate you!!"

The crystal clear teardrops slid down the cheeks, seeped into the mouth and tasted a salty, bitter taste.

The hoarse and trembling voice reverberated in the air, and repeatedly drilled into Elizabeth's ears like ripples. She quietly listened to the girl's hoarse accusation. The sea's gray-blue eyes were covered with confusion.

She said she hated her.

That restless and furious heart suddenly felt tired.

These days, Elizabeth is under a lot of pressure because of the defeat in the war and the "Boy Scouts". The restless Robert gave her such a trick at a critical moment. She has to consider how to give an explanation to her subjects and find a way to protect Jiang Xinyan. However, what she did was not understanding, but accusation.

"Yes, I am hypocritical, cold-blooded, and ruthless. I am a tyrant." With lowered eyes, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, and she gradually let go of her wrist, "This is my true face, and you The familiar history is different, very disappointing, right?"

"..."

"You can hate me, I'll give you the power." She raised her eyes and smiled, her eyes were as gentle as water, but without the expression of the past, she shook the girl's hand, "have a good rest, don't run around anymore, outside very dangerous."

Then he let go and stood up, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Why didn't you pursue Robert? You clearly know..."

The footsteps stopped, and the tall and slender back seemed to collapse for a moment, and quickly interrupted the girl's words: "He is still useful."

Useful, what a "useful".

A deliberately amplified sneer passed into the eardrums, and Jiang Xinyan asked with a nasal voice: "Actually, you like him, right? You have been through thick and thin together, and I..."

Suddenly, he swallowed back the last words, covered his face and sobbed.

She couldn't hold it back for a while, and almost asked her face to face, the question that had troubled her heart for a long time, but now, she didn't want to know, not at all.

Elizabeth was silent and expectant, waiting for her to continue.

"I want to go home." With a hoarse voice, he squeezed out the words with difficulty, wiped his face wet with tears, and added: "Immediately, immediately."

"Don't even think about it." He refused coldly.

"Elizabeth!"

"From today onwards, you will lose your freedom and can only stay in your room. This is your punishment for your willful nonsense. In addition, Olo will be banned from entering the palace forever." After finishing her words, she resolutely left.

The moment she stepped out of the door, she heard heart-piercing cries.