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In the following days, Jiang Xinyan was locked in a simple room with only a table, a bed and a candlestick, and there were special guards outside. The three meals were delivered on time, and the food was not very good, the standard of an ordinary servant.

Mary did not return the ring to her, but "detained" it temporarily. Now she was worried that more people would see the ring, and she prayed that history would play its cards according to common sense, so that the Cardinal of Lorraine would die quickly.

If she is not dead, Mary will know that she is a liar. If she is not killed, even Elizabeth will be helpless. After all, she is an insignificant person to England, and with Elizabeth's clear and wise mind, There will be no real conflict with Mary.

At worst, she dies here, Elizabeth must not get too hotheaded, of course, she also believes that she will not.

Thinking of her queen, her eyes are sour...

I don’t know what Elizabeth is doing now, drinking milk in the morning can’t help but add a lot of sugar, listening to Cecil’s urging to get married probably has calluses in her ears, or galloping in the royal garden all afternoon is fruitful, without her hug at night , should also be able to fall asleep.

She was not used to living here, she suffered from insomnia every night, and she had no appetite to eat, and she was worried all day long, even the only ring that could be kept as a memory was taken away.

Wiping away tears, sniffing, a sob escaped from his throat.

--boom!

The door was flung open with a strong force, and Mary Stuart rushed in, walking quickly in front of her, bringing a burst of scented air. "My uncle... died."

Jiang Xinyan wiped his face quickly, with red rabbit eyes, and pretended to be calm: "The Cardinal of Lorraine?"

"Ah."

"He was hunted down by the Huguenots." Mary parted her lips slightly, with a dull expression and complicated eyes.

In the spring of this year, the religious wars just broke out in France. The Protestant Huguenots and the Catholics were at odds with each other. The civil war lasted for almost half a year. The climax is yet to come.

Mary has two uncles, the Duke of Guise and the Cardinal of Lorraine. They are two brothers. Jiang Xinyan knew that her younger brother would be killed around this time. She won the bet|won, and history still plays cards according to common sense.

"I regret that."

Jiang Xinyan shrugged his shoulders, expressing his apologies for hearing the news, and at the same time quickly ran through the information of the members of the French royal family in his mind: King François II is a sick child, he is about to die, and is of little use, and he will succeed to the throne next It's his brother Charlie, a puppet kid, but it's no use.Other princesses and princes are still young, such as the famous "Queen Margot" in later generations—Princess Margaret, who should be only seven years old now.

other people……

Medici!

The queen dowager Medici, who came from an Italian banking family, is a woman with a lot of cunning and courage. I heard that she is ugly, but she is insidious and shrewd, and she is difficult to deal with. Small tricks shouldn't fool her.

"why are you crying?"

"It's nothing. It's okay to mourn for my own miserable experience, right?"

Mary stared straight at her, her brows were wrinkled, and she murmured, "You...really know the oracle?"

"Didn't Her Majesty see it with my own eyes? I didn't lie to you, but sorry, I can only prophesy, nothing else."

"Queen Elizabeth received a poisonous dress last Christmas. I know you gave it to me and told her, so she didn't wear it. Instead, she let a vain maid act as a scapegoat." Jiang Xinyan edited out of conscience Story, not blush at all.

"So what? I still can't fully trust you, maybe it's just a coincidence." Mary put on her queen airs, raised her chin slightly, and looked down arrogantly. In fact, her eyes betrayed her guilt at the moment.

No wonder Elizabeth is still alive and kicking until now.

Thinking of that illegitimate daughter instigating the Protestant rebellion in Scotland, she was so angry that her teeth itch. She never thought that there was such a god-like helper by her side, if she could use it for her...

"Once is a coincidence, twice is not."

"Oh?"

Jiang Xinyan cleared his throat and looked at her earnestly: "In the next few days, Prince Kong Dai will plot to attack you. Please don't step out of the palace anyway."

"where is it?"

"On the way from the palace to Fontainebleau."

Mary froze and took a deep breath. She was planning to go hunting in Fontainebleau, and she had just discussed with her husband yesterday to set a date for her departure.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Xinyan pursed her lips and smiled: "If my prediction is still correct this time, can Her Majesty the Queen please return that ring to me?"

"Is it important?"

"That's a contract and a promise, and that's Queen Elizabeth's trust in me."

Raising eyebrows, disapproving: "You are so loyal to her, why should you help me?"

"Indeed, loyalty is priceless. At the same time, I just want to make some money, and this is not considered helping you. After all, my life is in your hands." He shrugged calmly, like a fortune teller on a bridge.

"How much did Elizabeth pay you?"

"Ten thousand pounds a year."

"I'll give you double, betray her, and be loyal to me."

"But you don't trust me." Jiang Xinyan frowned, and his stubborn eyes darkened. "And as I said, loyalty is priceless. If I betray my queen easily, I will definitely betray you at any time in the future. Do you dare to believe such a person?"

"..."

At a loss for words, Mary looked a little more appreciative at her eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth: "If your prophecy comes true this time, I will believe you. Of course, the ring can also be returned to you, but you will never leave France."

"I just want to live, nothing else matters."

The subtext is to ask Mary to keep her safe.

For her now, living has more possibilities and hopes. In fact, in my heart, I am still afraid that Elizabeth will really give up on her just like that...

Her depressed mood seemed to have affected the well-developed sensual nerves in Mary's brain, and her complexion eased. Apart from this, there was also a hint of joy that she had grasped.

"Okay, I can guarantee your safety."

"Thank you Your Majesty the Queen."

"Any news?"

It had been raining all day in London, and Elizabeth stood in front of the study window, staring at the gray sky with a blank expression.She cared about Little Rose's safety in her heart. She couldn't eat or sleep well in the past few days, and her dreams were all pictures of Little Rose being murdered and died tragically. Every time she woke up with chest cramps, it would take a long time before she could fall asleep again.

Looking at her lonely back, Worthinghan lowered his head: "The information said that Miss Jiang was imprisoned in the basement of the Louvre, and she is still alive, and there is no gossip about her in the palace."

"How sure are you that you can save her?"

"A few days ago, the Cardinal of Lorraine of the Guise family was assassinated and died. The guards at the Louvre are tighter than before, but it is still possible to save people, but those informants have to be sacrificed."

Although Jiang Xinyan is still alive, the longer the time drags on, the more difficult it is to ensure that there will be no danger in the future, and Walsinghan also spent a lot of effort and energy in establishing an intelligence network, which is related to the country and her personal safety. time, it is difficult to choose.

There was a silent silence for a long time, and a sigh came from the back.

"That's all, just keep an eye on, don't move." She tightly squeezed her hand, her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, leaving a red mark.

"Yes."

Worthingham felt suddenly proud that his loyalty was right and wrong. "By the way, Your Majesty, I have sent someone to investigate the legend about the horned and one-eyed monster. It is widely circulated among the people in Boulogne and Calais. Even the local nobles believe it. On the morning of the first day of the morning, the raw meat of domestic animals was offered as a simple sacrifice.”

Elizabeth turned around, walked to the desk and sat down, lowered her head, tapped the letters on the table with her index finger, her eyes were a little irritable.

"The people who kidnapped Xinyan are the same group as those who attacked you. Hannah said that they saw horns engraved on their masks that day. It is tentatively assumed that the Duke of Huttings is behind them, and it is Mary who actually ordered the arrest. Between these two people...?" After speaking, he raised his head and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Perhaps they think that the heart word is my Achilles' heel?"

Worthingham's face was serious and he was silent.

Except for this possibility, other theories can't explain why a spy who lurks so deep would take the risk of exposing himself to catch an innocent person, he must have full confidence.

"It's a joke!" Elizabeth slapped the table heavily, shaking the flimsy paper with a sudden rage.She hated the feeling of being pinned down and choked, she shouldn't have any.

Seeing the queen so angry for the first time, Walsingham remembered something he hadn't said yet, and planned to divert her attention: "Your Majesty, there will be some Catholic diehards gathering outside London this week, and my informant has learned that they will launch a There is a small-scale armed raid against you, do you want to ambush in advance?"

"Caught alive."

"Yes."

After a while, Elizabeth regained her composure, took a blank paper and picked up a pen to scribble a few lines of cursive characters, signed Elizabeth.R, which is the abbreviation for her correspondence with Mary.Then drip the melted blood-red wax paint, and imprint the coat of arms of the royal family of England.

"give her."

He stretched out his arm and offered it to Worthingham.

He took it with both hands, immediately understood and nodded.

On Thursday, an armed conflict broke out on the west bank of the Thames River. Extreme Catholics wearing black robes with horns and eyes marched forward. Although there were only more than 100 people in the team, there was a lot of commotion.

They shouted "for the orthodox belief" and "on behalf of God's judgment". Along the way, vacillating people joined in, but just after they entered the city and arrived near St. Paul's Cathedral, they were taken away by the government army...

Because the commotion was too great, within half a day, the news and situation spread all over England, from the princes and nobles to the common people, everyone talked about it.

Olo was sitting on pins and needles at home. She heard that those who participated in the rebellion wore badges with horns and human eyes on their chests. Coincidentally, she accidentally saw the same thing in her father's study a few days ago-with horns and eyes. The monster with human eyes has a hideous face and is engraved on the badge.

This image seemed a little familiar. According to the memory of the original owner of her body, she should have seen or heard it before.If this rebellion had something to do with her Duke father, then everything would become terribly thoughtful...

But at this time, the royal guards brought Queen Elizabeth's order, asking her to enter the palace immediately.