The sun never sets rose

After lying down for a while, Elizabeth moved her arms and regained some strength. She barely got up and climbed out of bed, and stumbled out of the room.The moment he opened the door to breathe in the fresh air, the groggy feeling in his head suddenly eased a lot.

After walking a certain distance, her physical strength was a little exhausted. Elizabeth leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, adjusting her breathing. From the corner of her eyes, she vaguely saw a black shadow walking towards her, feeling a little flustered.

It was Worthingham. He was dressed in black with a paralyzed face on his face. He was going to look for Cecil. When he turned around the corridor, he saw a figure who looked like a queen and sat down against the wall. When he got closer, it was really true.

"Your Majesty!" There was an ups and downs on his paralyzed face, and he walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to hold Elizabeth's arm, and could feel the high body temperature through the fabric, so he couldn't help frowning, "You have a fever... What's going on?"

"Don't... don't touch me..." Hearing this voice, she was relieved, but because of his touch, the medicine that was finally suppressed boiled again, and the exposed skin from head to toe turned strangely red .

Worthingham was so frightened that he quickly let go, and when she let go, she fell to the ground again, and couldn't bear to help her up again. This time, the Queen emphasized over and over again that he would not let go, and went to help her as fast as possible. Cecil there

He seemed to understand something...

"What's wrong, Your Majesty??"

Cecil came out of his study and was stunned for a moment when he saw Walsinghan supporting the queen, who seemed to be drunk, and put her on the recliner.

"It must have been drugged by someone." There was a trace of worry in the deep eyes of the paralyzed face, he didn't want to say that word, he felt sick.

The old father-like Cecil immediately exploded, his curly beard fluttering in one breath, and he said angrily: "What medicine? Who did it?! This is the royal palace! Who has such courage!"

"William." Half-opened his eyes, weakly, "Send down the order to blockade the city of London... and all ports in the country..."

"???"

"Go quickly..."

Cecil blushed with anger, and gave Worthingham a look, as if to say that his espionage work was a mess, and there were people in the palace who hurt the queen.

That paralyzed face rarely showed emotional fluctuations, and a trace of guilt surged in his eyes, but he just looked at the queen quietly and didn't speak.After Cecil left, he slowly opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, this medicine..."

"It's Robert."

"..."

The hand hidden behind the black robe suddenly clenched into a fist, and soon loosened.

He knew that it was a strong drug, the raw materials were extremely precious and rare, only the upper classes could afford it, the effect was strong, no matter men or women, it would work quickly if they took a little bit, but the effect of the drug would pass quickly, as long as it was not mixed with it People have physical contact, and it takes about half a day to return to normal.

Robert, Robert...

"Sorry, Your Majesty, it was my negligence."

Her breathing gradually stabilized, but her body was still a little hot. Elizabeth looked up at him and shook her head slightly: "Do you have a dagger...Give it to me..."

Just now, I blamed Walsinghan a little bit in my heart, and brought her to Cecil on my own initiative. It is hard to imagine how she would be nagged, but there is no doubt that this approach is correct, because I will encounter guards on patrol later, Seeing her like this will inevitably cause bad comments.

Walsinghan knew what she wanted to do, and finally a tangled expression appeared on his paralyzed face, "But this will hurt you, and there may not be..."

"Don't be naughty, go and get it." He interrupted impatiently, turning his face away.

"..."

According to the regulations, the important ministers of the Privy Council who lived in the palace were not allowed to place sharp weapons in their rooms, but Cecil was an exception. There were several gem-studded swords hanging on the wall of his study, symbolizing honor.

Worthingham couldn't find the dagger, and couldn't find a way to rummage through the box, so he brought a sword over, and the sharp blade with a cold light was pulled out of the scabbard, with a sharp and cold edge.

"Come on, let's make a stroke." She stretched out her left arm and looked at him.

"I... can't, Your Majesty, I can't do it." With a paralyzed face, he frowned deeply.

"Are you disobeying my orders?"

"Do not…"

"Then hurry up!" He drank in a low voice, and his breathing became disordered again.

Walsinghan hesitated with the hand holding the hilt of the sword. After making a few gestures, he gritted his teeth and slashed at the slender arm wrapped in the sleeve. The extremely sharp sword light cut through the thin layer of fabric. And the skin, blood gushes out instantly...

The sharp stabbing pain made Elizabeth wake up a lot, and she just frowned. This level of pain was not within her uncomfortable range, but the effect was surprisingly good. The potency of the medicine was reduced by half at once, and her body gradually felt lighter.

Walsinghan stood there blankly holding the sword, the dark red liquid dripped along the edge of the blade, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. He couldn't believe that he actually hurt the queen who had sworn to be loyal to him. against his convictions.

"I'll sleep for a while, wake me up before dark." A sense of exhaustion swept over her, and her eyelids gradually sank.

"Yes…"

He lowered his head and stared at the bleeding arm.

Robert, he remembered.

In the evening, Mrs. Ashley came to invite Jiang Xinyan to the queen's bedroom for dinner. Because her queen was too busy these two days, the two of them didn't have much time to meet each other, but they had to eat dinner together.

After coming here a few times, she was as familiar with this palace as her own home.

"Your Majesty is taking a bath, please wait a moment, Miss Jiang."

"Okay, thank you." He smiled politely and sat down at the table.

The head chef brought the servants to present the dinner, and each dish was tasted by two inferior maids before it was served on the table.Hundreds of people had to work hard before and after a meal, and in the end almost all the unfinished food was poured out, and no one dared to take it back to eat secretly. Jiang Xinyan was no stranger to this.

However, she found that there seemed to be a lot fewer maids in the bedroom, and she hadn't seen Leticia in the past few days, except for Mrs. Ashley, who were all unfamiliar.

After taking a bath, Elizabeth changed into a dark petticoat, and the bandaged wound on her arm could not be seen. She was relieved and asked the maid to spray some perfume on her, and walked out in peace.

The faint cold fragrance surrounds her slender and graceful body, and melts into the aroma of the food in the room. A certain chick sitting at the table did not notice the existence of her queen at all, staring straight at the roast leg of lamb, Almost drooling...

"You all go down."

"Yes."

The maids in the room withdrew one by one, Jiang Xinyan raised his head, his clear black eyes brimming with joy, "Did you finish washing? Come and eat the leg of lamb, it looks delicious, hiss~"

The innocent smile like a child made her heart jump violently, and the bottom of her eyes filled with infinite nostalgia. Most of the time, this girl is too clean and pure, as if any touch in the world will get dirty, and she wants to be careful Protect the land and keep the last piece of pure land in my heart.

When I was tired, I wanted to see this little girl the most.

"You like to eat this, let the imperial chef make it for you every day from now on." Sitting down face to face, her smiling eyes are full of doting, just looking at her small face like a porcelain doll is enough to satisfy her.

"No, you'll get tired of eating every day."

Jiang Xinyan couldn't wait to cut off the meat slices with a knife, and reached out to feed her, "Here~ This seasoning is so fragrant, better than ours. I can't believe there are things here that modern industry can't match."

Opening his mouth, he took the fragrant leg of lamb, because it was fed by Little Rose, even if he eats it often, he can taste it differently.

"By the way, the two of us don't need to eat so much. You see, such a big table is full, and it would be a waste if we can't finish it. You know that thrift is a virtue?" The little girl had something in her mouth, and the two The cheeks are bulging, and she does not forget to educate her queen while eating.

Look at the table, cod, scallops, shrimp and other seafood, in addition to roast leg of lamb, there are roast chicken, beef, and colorful fruits, but there are no vegetarian dishes, and the only thing that can remove the meaty smell is sweet potatoes.

It is said that sweet potatoes were brought back from the Americas by Columbus, and they were especially popular in the English court. Shakespeare also praised them in his works, which surprised Jiang Xinyan the most.

"Well, listen to you." Tilting his head and chuckling, he blinked.

If Elizabeth was eating alone, she would definitely not eat so much, not to mention that she owes a lot of debts, and the whole court has to cut expenses, but she doesn't want to wrong Jiang Xinyan, she would rather give up her beautiful dresses and luxury jewelry, and give it to her. Little Rose is the best.

"Also, don't eat too much greasy food at night. If you can't digest it, you will gain weight easily, and it's not good for your stomach. As the saying goes, 'disease comes from the mouth'..."

"it is good."

Listening to the future queen's chatter, a certain queen felt very happy, with a happy smile on her gentle brows and eyes, and almost forgot about the unpleasant things that happened today.

"Xinyan, will you stay with me tonight?" With the corners of her mouth hooked, she raised her hand and brought the plate of oysters in front of her. It was obvious that the little girl liked to eat them.

"Uh…"

"What, shy?"

"No..." He lowered his head with a blushing face, hiding the embarrassment in his eyes by eating oysters, hesitating on his lips, but he was really happy in his heart.

After dinner, Jiang Xinyan went to take a shower.

When she wiped her wet hair and walked into the innermost bedroom, she saw Elizabeth sitting on the bed with her back to the door, raising her arms and lowering her head, and Mrs. Ashley was standing beside her, they didn't know what they were doing .

"It'll be fine in a few days, it's okay."

"He treated you like this, why didn't you arrest him? Fortunately, he ran away with a guilty conscience. If you were really caught by him..." It was Mrs. Ashley's distressed and resentful voice.

"The city gates and ports have been sealed off. Even if he can't be caught on the bright side, he can't escape from Worthingham's shadows. Besides, I'm fine now, Kate, so don't worry."

"Your Majesty, how can I not be worried? There are people full of malice against you everywhere, they..." Sighed, her choked voice trembled.

"What happened...?" Jiang Xinyan couldn't help but make a sound, her small face turned pale with shock, listening to their conversation, it seemed that she had encountered something dangerous.

Could it be that someone came to assassinate the queen again?

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw the petite and thin figure leaning against the door. A guilty look flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, she subconsciously hid her left arm, and pulled the sleeve of the silk nightgown.

"Miss Jiang..." Mrs. Ashley was also taken aback. She looked at her and then at the queen, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

Just now, the queen also instructed that Miss Jiang must not tell this matter, if she turned her face away, she would not be able to hide it.

Jiang Xinyan noticed Elizabeth's small movements, couldn't help frowning, and walked over quickly, "What are you hiding in your hand? Let me see?"

Thinking of countless possibilities, her fear was no less than that of the arrow shot on Christmas Eve last year. She panicked all of a sudden, the sobs choked in her throat forced her eyes, condensed into a thin layer of water mist, and she bit her down again for a moment. Lips, hold back.

"Kate, you go down." Helpless, also at a loss.

"Yes…"

After closing the door, the room suddenly fell silent. Elizabeth looked at the blushing but stubbornly silent little face, raised her arm, and untied the bandage that had just been wrapped, revealing a dark red bloodstain in the air.

"How did it hurt?" She didn't cry, but endured it very hard.

"Accidentally cut it."

"You just like to lie to me so much..." Trying to control the choked voice, those dark eyes blinked frequently, and turned his head, "Is it because I am too useless and can't do anything for you, so I don't care When you encounter anything, the first thing you think of is hiding it from me?"

"I didn't mean to..."

"Then tell me how this happened! Who is the 'he' you mentioned just now?" He couldn't help raising his voice and questioning loudly.

Elizabeth is like a child who has done something wrong, completely lost her temper, but she has her dignity as a king, and emphasized: "Xinyan, you can't talk to me like this."

I thought the little girl would be so angry that she would call her a "tyrant", and then cry and accuse her of being fierce, but nothing happened. Jiang Xinyan just stared at the scar on her arm, silently lost in thought a tear.

"Words...?"

Inexplicable, uneasy.

At most she told her that she was scratched by some young man lurking in the palace. As for the real situation, she could not say a word, and she also warned Worthingham and Cecil not to speak out.

After a while, Jiang Xinyan lowered his head and re-wrapped her, pulled up his sleeves, silently climbed to the other side of the bed and lay down, turned his back, and threw a sentence: "Don't lie to me in the future, I promise you, don't think about it , don’t be impulsive, don’t cry.”

Dazed, suddenly smiled, thinking "idiot" silently in his heart.

"it is good."

"Sleep." The voice was muffled.

"It's still early." He leaned closer, lowered his head and kissed her ear, "Little Rose is angry? Let's play cards, shall we? Get up quickly."

The soft and charming voice penetrated into the eardrums, easily plucking the strings in her heart, itching, Jiang Xinyan thought about being reserved for a while, but still couldn't hold back, she lifted the quilt and sat up, and fell into Elizabeth's fragrant and soft embrace, intoxicated Sniffing.

The fragrance is dead, this woman, really.

Made her a little distracted...

"I heard Mrs. Ashley say that you're so poor that you're going to sell your dresses?"

Enjoying the little guy's embrace, before Elizabeth was comfortable enough, when she heard this sentence, her fascinated eyes suddenly cleared up, gradually darkened, and her eyebrows frowned.

Looks like Kate's mouth, which is more chattering than Cecil's, is going to be sewn shut.

Coughed a few times, interrupted: "Go play cards, let's go."

After finishing speaking, she was about to get off the bed with her little rose in her arms.

"You can cooperate with businessmen and let them use their own money to go on ocean expeditions, and then come to you in exchange for political status or meritorious honor. Whoever can bring more wealth and benefits to England will be favored by the royal family. People are ambitious, as long as you can balance the forces between them and the old nobles."

"Then raise a group of pirates to rob the merchant ships of the Spanish. Didn't they open up colonies in the New World? It must require a lot of labor. Let your pirate sailors catch black slaves and sell them to the governors of the Spanish colonies for their gold. Jewelry and everything else of value goes to your naval fleet, that's important."

His heart was beating fast, and his palms were sweating.

Flames danced in those deep black eyes, shining with a firm light. Elizabeth and her stared at each other for a long time, with indescribable complex emotions surging in the eyes, and the eyes gradually took on a deep meaning...