The sun never sets rose

A horse-drawn carriage was parked on the shore for loading the unloaded luggage from the ship. Cecil and the others welcomed Mary Stuart and his party to Greenwich Palace. There was no dedicated person clearing the road, and there were leisurely wandering citizens everywhere. It seems that the person sitting in the carriage is not a queen, but ordinary civilians.

This left a very bad first impression on Mary.

The Tudor monarchs were rude, uneducated fools.

Therefore, if there is a king like him, there must be a minister like him.

When the convoy arrived at the gate of Greenwich Palace, Mary frowned when she saw the desolate scene in front of her. She knew that England was poor, but she never thought it would be so poor. There were only two guards at the gate of the palace, and they were not in uniform. , swaying freely, didn't come over to greet her until she got out of the car.

Entering the interior of the palace, there is a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and there is a faint smell of dust in the air, like an abandoned manor that has been uninhabited for a long time. .

"Is this the royal palace of England?"

"Oh no, this is the summer palace, Greenwich. It is cleaned and cleaned every May, for use from the end of June to the beginning of September." Cecil tried his best to suppress a smile, and nodded sideways while walking, until the ceremony was over.

"..."

what?

That guy Elizabeth is too rude to receive her in a dilapidated palace?

Due to the embarrassing attack, Mary didn't speak.

"Your Majesty has been waiting here for a long time."

Cecil led her to the door of the meeting room, and when the guards came out, he bowed to Mary, motioned her to go in alone, and then looked at her female officer: "Ladies, please move forward and wait."

"Oh? Didn't you say that you are busy with state affairs?"

Pretending not to hear her, and ignoring her, she took her female officer and entourage to the opposite room.

Mary is pissed...

Stepping into this spacious and bright room, the eyes swept along the stone steps to the white figure at the end of the long table, and suddenly there was a cold coercion rushing towards her face, Mary paused, straightened her back, and slowly Walk over slowly.

Elizabeth leaned on the back of the chair, facing the window, staring intently at the scarlet wine in the golden cup, half of her body was shrouded in the hazy and gloomy morning light, like an exquisite and majestic sculpture, exuding an air of repulsiveness thousands of miles away. Cold and alienated breath.

This was not the Elizabeth she had imagined, she was supposed to be a jealous and poor old maid, but what she saw before her eyes was like a god.

It is the kind of majesty and hostility under the power of life and death. Maybe men don't like it, but as a woman, she can't help being fascinated by it.

Although only for a moment.

——This is her most hated political enemy.

"You came."

The lazy eyes turned around slowly, and with a careless casualness, he quickly looked at her, and chuckled: "Sure enough, she is a beauty. If I were a man, I would also be tempted."

The little niece is so tall, she looks like she has to sit down and talk.

Opening her mouth was a disrespectful tease, Mary couldn't help thinking of the negligence along the way, her expression was slightly cold, and she frowned: "Is England barbarian from top to bottom?"

"Yes, we use barbarism to bully the weak, and civilization to treat the strong."

"you……"

Laugh at her for being weak? ?

Angry, but can't attack, after all, this is in England.

"Sit down, Mary, my dear niece." With a sly smile on the corner of her mouth, she picked up the prepared empty glass and filled it with wine, and handed it to her: "It's a long journey, it's hard work, come and drink with me Cup, let’s talk about something after drinking.”

Mary looked at the glass of wine hesitantly, but did not drink it.

"Afraid that I will be poisoned?"

"Where's your little lover, I want to see her." Averting his eyes, he didn't want to say another word of nonsense, he hated seeing this woman.

"Oh? Robert?"

"It's that oriental girl, don't pretend, Elizabeth, don't think I don't know you're gay." She narrowed her eyes sarcastically, and there was a hint of threat in her tone. In fact, she just didn't want to lose to this cousin in terms of momentum.

The fingertips resting on the rim of the cup tightened suddenly, strange vigilance filled his eyes, and he smiled calmly: "If you don't tell me, I forgot, someone kidnapped my little wife to France, this sum Account, how to calculate it?"

"I don't want to talk politics with you today..."

"Then there is nothing to talk about, please." Elizabeth interrupted her words very quickly, made a gesture of "the door is over there", and continued to drink.

After all, she was young. Mary lost her temper and said angrily, "She is my friend. This abnormal relationship will harm her. Have you ever thought about it?"

"Love, isn't it normal?"

"A woman should be with a man, that's called love, and you are just using her talent. When her value is exhausted, she will be kicked away mercilessly by you. In fact, you are indeed If you do this, you don't deserve her loyalty!"

"Mary."

"??"

"Let me remind you, this is England." There was a sense of coldness in the calm and indifferent voice, and a slight smile did not catch his eyes. He picked up the glass and took a sip of the fine wine.

Mary was taken aback, realized her gaffe, and slowed her breathing: "That's right, the person you've been trying to kill is standing on your territory, right in front of your eyes, are you going crazy?"

"There is still an hour to finish the conversation, and I will send troops to escort you north to the Anglo-Soviet border."

"Elizabeth..." Holding back her anger, she gritted her teeth.

"Or it can be over now."

"..."

Anger and resentment grew wildly in Mary's heart like thorns. She underestimated this cunning English she-fox, oh no, she-wolf, thinking that her poor husband was gone, and she was like a lonely boat on the ocean without a safe haven. Passively swaying in the wind and rain, as if it would be swallowed up by the wind and lightning at any time.

"Okay, let's talk politics."

She compromised, at least trying to maintain friendly relations with England until she found the next strong backing.

Elizabeth sat in a more comfortable position, poured herself a glass of wine slowly, and raised a blank face: "You have to go back and face Knox, he is a difficult guy."

"Isn't it because of your interference in Scotland's internal affairs that you gave him a chance to come to power?"

"Do you need me to help you deal with him?" He raised his eyebrows, cast a charming look, and raised his glass as a gesture.

As if possessed by a demon, Mary subconsciously picked up the wine glass, clinked it with her, brought it to her mouth, and then suddenly came to her senses, stunned: "You... Will you?"

"The condition is that you marry my courtier, the Earl of Leicester."

"Robert? Are you kidding me? He is your lover, the son of a criminal, and he is suspected of killing his wife. He is not worthy!" Mary was angry again, and before she had time to take a sip of the wine, she put down her glass and glared at her.

Elizabeth shook her head slightly: "I'm sorry, but I can't help you."

"..."

For a few moments, Mary regretted meeting Elizabeth very much. This woman had all the bargaining chips in her hands, and there was no room for her to bargain. Unless she could immediately find a marriage with a powerful country, otherwise she could only be suppressed to death.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

"I heard that you agreed to the marriage proposal of the Crown Prince of Spain. Are you sure that Don Carlos will still be willing to marry you after knowing that you are gay?"

"It's profitable, why don't you want to?" She raised her eyes, with a slight smile on her lips, always calm and calm, no one could read a little bit of real thoughts through her cold and gloomy eyes.

The thumb facing him was pinching the golden cup tightly, and the blood-like redness appeared on the hard nail cover, which faded away quickly after a while.

"How England's laws punish homosexuality, you know better than me, besides, it was your father who made it." Mary slowed down her speech and said every single word, suddenly she felt relieved, and took a sip from her glass liquor.

Silky and mellow, moistening the heart and lungs, it is a good wine of good quality.

"Oh, threatening me?"

"This is called negotiation." Mary corrected her softly, her fingertips tapped on the wooden table, her thick curtain-like eyelashes drooping slightly, "Actually, I have no malicious intentions. I met you this time to reconcile. I voluntarily signed the treaty and renounced the right of inheritance." , It’s not a temporary tactic, I just want to manage my own country well, and you can rule your country with peace of mind, we don’t have to fight tit for tat, and we don’t have to be close and friendly, is it that difficult to be non-aggressive?”

"Voluntary? Is it really voluntary?" He sneered, his eyes full of ridicule.

Without Jiang Xinyan's letter, Mary would not agree to give up her inheritance even if she took the risk of taking the sea route. She knew this very well, but it was precisely because of this that a certain corner of her heart felt faintly uncomfortable.

"You don't have any capital | to negotiate terms with me."

He dropped these words coldly, and was about to get up, when the door of the conference room was thrown open with a "bang", and a petite and thin figure rushed in, followed by two guards who were in a dilemma.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, we can't stop Miss Jiang..."

"go out."

"Yes…"

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, backed out, and closed the door.

Jiang Xinyan stood there in a daze, her disheveled hair sticking to her little face that was sweating and flushed from strenuous exercise, her thin lips were slightly parted to ease her shortness of breath, and she stared at her with big black and bright eyes. they.

Fortunately, fortunately, I caught up.

Then I remembered to salute the two queens.

"Xinyan, you are becoming more and more presumptuous." Elizabeth frowned displeasedly, and the wine glass hit the table heavily, splashing a few drops of scarlet liquid with the aroma of wine, and the coolness seeped into the delicate skin on the back of her hand , like her voice.

It's been a long time since I saw Elizabeth like this. Jiang Xinyan knew that she was really angry. She shook her body, swallowed unconsciously in her throat, and lowered her head.

Was he angry at her and broke in directly, or ignored the order and ran out of the palace.

Although she knew the news that Queen Mary was coming, she didn't know which day it was, but this morning Elizabeth told her to stay obediently, and went out by herself, so she knew there must be something wrong.

Sure enough, you don't want her to meet Mary?

"Hey, little guy, I was just trying to find you!"

As soon as Mary saw Jiang Xinyan, the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with brisk joy, she raised a childish smile, hurriedly got up and walked over, and took her hand: "Long time no see, did you miss me? That was your name just now? How do you pronounce it?" Yes, teach me."

She regretted that she didn't know more about this interesting little guy during her time in France.

Behind her, Elizabeth's face darkened two degrees.

Jiang Xinyan smiled resentfully, skillfully pulled her hands away by lifting her skirt, and leaned over to curtsy: "Welcome Queen Mary to England as a guest."

Across the long table, a gust of low pressure drifted over, mixed with the biting chill of the ice and snow in early spring that had not completely melted.

Jiang Xinyan bit the bullet and stood up straight. She just wanted to fulfill her promise and tell Mary the "true prophecy". After all, the other party will not stay in London for too long. If she misses it, she will have to risk writing a letter again.

"You're welcome, just call me Mary, and come to Scotland to play when you have time~" Glancing secretly at Elizabeth, who was regarded as air, she suddenly felt in a good mood, and her smile became brighter and sweeter.

What could be better than having this woman smoke from the top of her head in anger?

"Words."

"Ang...? Your Majesty..."

"come over."

The dark eyes lingered between them, and Elizabeth suddenly ordered softly, and a cold smile leaked from the bottom of her eyes.

"Yes…"

Jiang Xinyan smiled at Mary, shrank her neck and moved slowly.

Good upbringing and calm and introverted personality prevented Elizabeth from making any reprimands. Even when Jiang Xinyan came to her side, her eyes suddenly became gentle, and she reached out to brush the messy hair on her forehead: "Look at your sweaty face." , don’t be in such a hurry next time.”

"..."

This sentence is like the calm before the storm.

Suddenly, she turned her head and smiled: "If Queen Mary is willing, she can live in the palace for a while."

"Of course." He agreed unceremoniously.

Jiang Xinyan: "???"