The sun never sets rose

At night without his daughter-in-law's hug, Jiang Xinyan slept very unsteadily, and seemed to hear some noisy voices when he was half asleep. When he woke up early in the morning, he found Elizabeth sitting beside her bed, looking at her affectionately.

"Morning, little Rose."

"..."

She looked a little tired, and the tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be superficial. For a moment, Jiang Xinyan almost thought that she was going to sleep next to him.

"morning…"

"Did you sleep well last night?" He leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Not good." When she came back to her senses, she pursed her lips and complained, "Who told you to drive me here in a good manner, I can't sleep well without holding you, it's so uncomfortable."

Quite a bit of a coquettish tone.

Elizabeth pinched her nose and comforted her softly: "Okay, it's just one night. We'll go to Windsor Castle in a few days. Get up and have breakfast."

As he spoke, he brought a brand new crimson skirt, picked up the little person who was lying on the bed, and stretched out his hand to undress her.

"Why do you change it for me, what about Hannah...?" Embarrassed, she pressed her neckline.

One is that she feels embarrassing because of her shriveled figure, and the other is that there is no reason for her queen to do such a job.

"Is there anything on you that I haven't seen?"

"..."

Thinking of certain memories that made people blush and heartbeat, Jiang Xinyan threw himself into her arms in shame, muttering: "Don't think about it, don't think about it! I've seen you too!"

I thought that a pampered royal princess like Elizabeth would definitely not be able to serve others, but I didn't expect her to be skilled and nimble, and she stripped off Jiang Xinyan's clothes in two or three strokes, and changed into a skirt faster than Hannah.

"Eh…?"

"Don't be surprised, I can also cook, feed horses, and sew clothes."

A good wife and mother?

What kind of life did she live in the past, so that a princess who should have never touched the spring water learned to do these things and switch between the "noble" and "civilian" modes at any time.

A corner of my heart hurts...

It was a sunny day as usual, and the Greenwich Palace was quiet. No one knew what happened in the Queen's room last night, but there were twice as many guards patrolling than usual.

Jiang Xinyan, who was very nervous, didn't notice anything unusual. He heard that he was going to Windsor Castle for a few days, and then he remembered that Elizabeth's birthday was approaching, and he was thinking about what gift to give.

Before I knew it, it was almost a year.

Holding the French book and gnawing in the gazebo in the courtyard, my mind was not on the sentence that I stumbled to understand, recalling the big and small things I experienced this year, sometimes depressed, sometimes giggling.

——Bang!

"It's over, it's over...God..."

Not far away came the anxious wailing of the little maid, Jiang Xinyan came back to his senses, put down the book, and walked over curiously: "What's wrong?"

A wooden box fell on the ground, spilling a large piece of off-white|powder, like lime, and too fine, like flour, and too coarse, I don't know what it is.

The little maid pointed at the powder, and looked at her as if asking for help: "This is the whitening|whitening powder presented to His Majesty, Madam Ashley asked me to take it in, I was not careful..."

Talking and crying.

Whitening|powder?

Jiang Xinyan squatted down, touched a little bit with her finger and brought it to her, smelled it, but there was no smell, why didn't she know that there was such a good thing here, could it turn white after using it?

"How do you use this? Apply it on your face?"

"It's for food..." The little maid wiped her tears and said, sobbing, "The queen of France uses this secret recipe to whiten her skin, but it is said that she can only eat a little at a time."

Paris was the fashion center of the whole of Europe at this time, and the high society was proud to speak French, but as long as anything was related to the French court, it must be extremely precious and sought after, making the ladies flock to it.

So, this kind of high technology existed more than 400 years ago?

Just as Jiang Xinyan was about to put it in her mouth to taste it, Mrs. Ashley came in from the outside with a few books in her arms. She glanced at the powder spilled on the ground and frowned: "Oh, God... didn't you tell you to put things away? Spilled?!"

"Uh, ma'am, I accidentally bumped into her, and it's none of her business." Wiping off the white powder on her hand, she stood up to help the little maid with an apologetic face, "If your majesty pursues it, just say it was me." Made it..."

Mrs. Ashley's complexion softened a little, she nodded without revealing anything, and then glared at the little maid: "Clean up quickly!"

After speaking, he went into the room with the book in his arms.

Jiang Xinyan knelt down to help clean up together. The little girl looked at her gratefully, with some worry in her tearful eyes: "Thank you Miss Jiang...but what if His Majesty blames you..."

"No, at worst, I'll pay her some money."

Just kidding, she has no money, at most, meat | compensation.

"Ah...? But this one is so expensive..."

Rolling her eyes, she didn't take it seriously: "She doesn't lack this, really, why are you all so afraid of her."

"..."

We all know that the queen has a very good relationship with this oriental guest, even surpassing Mrs. Ashley. Seeing Jiang Xinyan's relaxed appearance and easy to talk, it is probably okay.

He picked up the powder with his hands and put it back into the box. The box was also broken and the lid couldn’t close. Jiang Xinyan was holding the box and was about to throw it away when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the silver ring on the little finger of his left hand, pointing towards the half of the palm. turned black...

Yes|poisonous? ? ?

Jiang Xinyan stared blankly at the ring, which was one of the piles of jewels that Elizabeth bestowed on her before. She also wore it for fun because she looked simple and elegant, and it matched the wedding ring with gold and silver.

His eyes shifted to the white|powder in the box, he was suddenly enlightened, thought of something, his hand trembled, and he almost lost his grip.

"What... what's wrong, Miss Jiang?"

It can be whitening, very expensive, and you can only eat a little bit each time...

It suddenly occurred to me that court ladies in European history used arsenic|arsenic as a whitening secret, and they did not abandon this stupid practice until the 19th century, even though they knew arsenic|arsenic was poisonous at that time.

At that time, she also discussed with her classmates how crazy women are who pay everything for beauty.

If Elizabeth eats this...

Or, she was eating it before, but she didn't know it?

There was a chill on his back, and a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Jiang Xinyan didn't care about explaining, and ran out with his legs up...

There was a blood-stained cross necklace on the desk. It was found from the black shadow who intended to attack Elizabeth last night, and she threw it out of the window. It was like a keepsake and signal, and it was hidden around her room. accomplice.

So what Walsingham asked her to pay attention to was this thing.

The cross is made of wood, the workmanship is simple, and the wood is also average, but there is a strange eye pattern on the back, and she has been thinking about it for a long time, but she still can't figure out the mystery of it.

"Your Majesty, several letters we intercepted have this pattern in their signatures, but it doesn't belong to any family, and it has nothing to do with beliefs or myths. It should just be used as a random code name."

Next to the necklace was a stack of letters written in Latin, all of which were about the daily life of the Queen of England. There were no titles or names at the beginning and end, and only eye patterns were used instead.

These were intended to be sent to France, and were intercepted by Worthingham's spies. At present, it can only be proved that the writer of the letter was in the same group as the attacker last night, and may even be among the captured people.

"They must have not received any news about what happened last night, otherwise these letters will not be intercepted, but they will know sooner or later, you must hurry up and find out who is behind the scenes."

"Yes."

After reading the letter, Elizabeth found it more and more boring and funny. She tried her best to plant spies around her, just to report some innocuous living habits, such as she likes to drink milk with sugar, for example, she has to take a bath every day, for example, she has a relationship with a foreigner. people sleep in a bed...

In the following letters, a "foreign woman with black hair and black eyes" was mentioned more and more frequently, and she was "closely related to her and inseparable", and the last letter directly stated that "people call her 'Miss Jiang'" .

There is a faint strange feeling spreading from the bottom of my heart...

"Your Majesty, Miss Jiang is asking to see you." The guard's announcement interrupted her thoughts.

"Let her in."

After regaining his senses, he put away the letter calmly, and looked sideways at the man who was wearing the black robe again, "Go back first, and pay more attention to your own safety these few days."

Worthinghan nodded solemnly, bowed to salute, turned around and met Jiang Xinyan who had just entered, out of politeness, he nodded slightly at her, smiled, and then walked away slowly.

"..."

I was a little confused by his friendly attitude.

"What's the matter, my little Rose?" The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curved into a beautiful arc, Elizabeth faded out of "queen mode", transformed into a good wife and mother, and walked around the desk to hug the stunned little girl. "Do you want to go out and play?"

"No, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Xinyan was sweating profusely, and picked up the box in his arms: "Have you ever eaten this?"

"Whitening|powder?" Fingertips dipped a little, and looked closely.

"It's called 'arsenic|arsenic' in my hometown. A little bit of it can poison|death you, but I heard from your maid that eating this can whiten your skin. Don't you eat it?" Your little face wrinkled into a ball in anxiety, His clear black eyes were filled with worry.

Jiang Xinyan regretted that she didn't study science. If she was good at chemistry, she might be able to understand some of the principles, but she couldn't explain anything clearly. She could only emphasize that this thing is poisonous, and even the blackening of silver jewelry is from TV dramas. of.

"No, do you think I need whitening?" She raised her eyebrows lightly and dusted off the powder on her fingertips.

Elizabeth turned her neck specially to show her naturally fair skin.

It's so embarrassing...

"Oh, it's fine if you don't have it, and you won't be able to eat it in the future, you know?" He breathed a sigh of relief and leaned into her arms with lingering fears in his heart.

Ignorance and backwardness are like invisible killers, stealing countless lives silently, but the most frightening thing is that people are not aware of it and even cater to it.

She is neither authoritative nor prestigious, she can only speak to her lover...

"Okay, listen to Little Rose." She began to fumble with her hands.

"Liz, do you believe in some scientific research? That is... many phenomena can be explained by natural things, and have nothing to do with God. For example, the plague will only break out because people don't pay attention to hygiene. It's not God's punishment... um..." Pressing the restless hand on her body, Jiang Xinyan began to babble and lecture, but her mouth was tightly gagged in the next second.

The moist and warm breath between the lips violated her mercilessly, carrying the unique strength and irresistibility of this woman, who thought it would be warm and long, but after biting her lightly, he reluctantly left.

"Xinyan, just tell me what you say, and you must not go outside to say it, understand?" Fingers passed through a strand of black and soft long hair, and whispered softly in his ear.

Lost and discouraged, but had to compromise, nodded: "Got it."

When she was awkward, she pouted.

That small mouth can hold ten oil bottles.

I don’t understand. The Renaissance has been going on for more than half a century. According to the historical process, it should be the peak period. Why are the people here still so old-fashioned?Even if the earth is round and the sun is the center, it can be accepted, why can’t it accept research on human beings, such as medical anatomy...

"It's my birthday soon, little girl, do you want to give me any present?" Rubbing her chin against her soft earlobe, she changed the subject in due course.

"Not yet..." She lowered her head in embarrassment, rubbing her little hands when she remembered this forgotten matter, "You don't lack all those good things, I really can't think of..."

"It's also an anniversary."

"what?"

"One-year anniversary, commemoration." In a light tone, there is a distant and misty emotion in the voice.

The heart suddenly tightened, and blood spurted out violently.

"By the way, when is your birthday?" He lifted a strand of black hair around his fingertips, and kissed her on his lips.

"It's not my birthday."

"lie."

Jiang Xinyan was taken aback, lowered his head helplessly, and pursed his lips: "You... really want to know?"

"Ah."

"May NO.19."

His voice was suddenly low and hoarse, as light as a mosquito, and he felt his body stiffen behind him, and the hair that was tangled in his hands fell down instantly...