The sun never sets rose

The first thing Jiang Xinyan does when she wakes up every morning is not to kiss her daughter-in-law who is sleeping next to her, but to hurriedly put on her dress and go to Mary's place, have breakfast together, then wander around the palace, and will not return until lunch is approaching Go to the bedroom and take time to teach my daughter-in-law Chinese.

She was so focused on persuading Mary that she didn't notice Elizabeth's emotion at all, or that face that looked sexual|frigid -- don't mention how active she was actually on the bed.

Elizabeth didn't care about her, didn't complain or interfere at all, and let her play with anyone, provided that Hannah couldn't be more than three steps away from her for safety.

A few days passed without incident.

"His Majesty."

Hannah stepped into the study, bowed to the figure standing by the window, and then nodded to Worthingham who was sitting on the side flipping through something.

The slender shadow is against the light, like a layer of dreamlike color, only vague outline can be drawn, lonely and far away.

"Say." A simple word floated over, very lightly.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Hannah reported in detail the conversations she had heard with Jiang Xinyan these days, with a flat and straightforward tone to the back, and became more and more cautious until this morning.

For a long while, there was no movement.

Elizabeth stood quietly like a statue, motionless, occasionally a breeze blowing from nowhere gently swayed the decorative feathers on her head, the pure and holy colors seemed to be only on the surface, unable to penetrate her Bottomless heart.

"His Majesty…?"

This silence made people nervous for no reason. Hannah looked at Worthingham as if asking for help, and the latter shook his head helplessly and made a gesture of keeping quiet.

The queen, he thought, would need to digest the heartbreaking news slowly.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, and any subtle things are infinitely magnified.Every drop of rain falling outside the window is mixed with cold air, and every drop of dust flying in the light is stained with heavy breathing. Even the heartbeat in the body becomes slow and clear. It's to let the brain know it's working hard.

For a long time, until Hannah said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I used an excuse to go to the kitchen to get the juice out, and I won't go back..."

"Go." The ethereal voice was clean and neat.

"Yes…"

Hannah withdrew like she had never been there.

"Your Majesty, I don't mind if you shed tears in front of me." Worthingham put down the things in his hands, and the moment he was about to stand up, Elizabeth suddenly turned around, her stiff body seemed a little clumsy, she squinted at him, and sneered : "I'm not a crybaby, don't want to see me make a fool of myself."

"Hahaha..." He was taken aback for a moment, smiling happily.

After just laughing, he quickly recovered his paralyzed but serious face: "Do you believe in Miss Jiang's prophecy?"

"Why don't you believe me?" He raised his eyebrows lightly, his gray-blue pupils shone with a hazy brilliance, and that smile was bright but dangerous. "Mary knows that her future son will inherit the throne of the two countries. She must be so happy that she can't sleep. It's a skill to convince her with her words."

"She trusts Miss Jiang very much, and has the idea of ​​taking her away."

"Oh? Found it?"

Walsinghan nodded: "I bribed a maid beside her."

Thinking into a depth again, thinking of what Hannah said just now, Mary was showing pity in front of Jiang Xinyan intentionally or unintentionally, but she didn't belittle her, and even praised her, suddenly thought of something, and there was a sense of transparency.

Meeting Worthingham's suspicious eyes, she smiled slyly: "Mary is 'softly instigating rebellion'."

"??"

"She knows the weakness of Xinyan, and she knows how to use it. Instead of forcibly catching it and offending me, it is better to play the emotional card and slowly induce it, so that Xinyan can feel pity for herself. Maybe the chance of success is not high, but as long as it succeeds, it will definitely be successful. driving me mad."

"She still has a brain, but unfortunately she is naive."

The calm tone slowly expresses a calm and rational analysis. Her pale and stiff face is blurred in the cold lines. There is a faint cold light in her gray-blue eyes, and blood is surging in her eyes. In a blink of an eye, she raised her eyes, It disappeared again, and the mood change was so fast that people were caught off guard.

Seeing such a strange gaze, Walsingham's heart skipped a beat. He knew that the queen was completely irritated.

"Your Majesty, as long as Miss Jiang is not allowed to come into contact with Queen Mary, you can..."

"No, let them keep in touch, the closer the better."

"Why? Don't you...mind?" After all, he didn't say the word jealous, and he didn't dare to make a joke too much.

There was a weird sneer on the corner of his lips, half resentful: "Since Mary needs words from the heart so much, I will help her."

If Jiang Xinyan can be used to control Mary, of course she can't miss such a wonderful opportunity. As long as she can hit her political opponents, what's the point of sacrificing her lover?

With a dull pain in her chest, she gently closed her eyes.

Walsinghan understood what she meant, and his eyes inadvertently showed worry: "What if...Miss Jiang really left with Queen Mary?"

This question is cruel, but also very real.

The hanging fingers clenched into fists, trying to restrain the trembling of her body, biting her silver teeth lightly, she slowly opened her reddish eyes, the misty light faded away, her smile was desolate and decisive.

"I will kill her myself."

Little Rose is her person in life, and must be her ghost in death.

Jiang Xinyan sat in Mary's room playing cards, and taught her some modern ways of playing cards, and only two of them can play with great joy.

"Miss, the juice is here."

As soon as the round was over, Hannah came in with the juice and put it down, then stood aside respectfully.

Mary glanced at her juice and asked curiously, "Why don't you drink alcohol?"

"Our queen won't let you drink it."

"Hahahaha..." The laughter was gentle and soft, pure freshness and fun, she couldn't help joking: "Elizabeth is such a treasure, you are willing to let you come to accompany me every day, won't you be jealous?"

These words were like enlightenment, Jiang Xinyan shook the hand holding the cards, and stared at her with a pair of confused black eyes, forgetting the rules of the game, forgetting what cards should be played, how many times a certain card was ignored in his mind for a moment The faces of the day occupy.

That strand of fiery red hair would brush against her sensitive and tender skin and fall into the socket of her clavicle during the lingering moment in the silent night, while those pair of eyes were gloomy and cold all the year round. Her gray-blue pupils, when facing her, will reveal the gentle pampering that only belongs to her, as if the small moan is still lingering in her ears, and her voice, which is sometimes cold and sometimes hoarse, lamentably tells the secrets hidden in her heart. The uneasiness and fear deep in my heart, and then ordered her not to leave.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and the cards in her hand were accidentally scattered, and her lowered eyes just glanced at the letter "Q"——Queen.

"Xinyan, what's the matter?"

"It's okay...Go on, don't peek at my cards." He hurriedly picked up the cards and rearranged them, with a forced smile on his lips.

Mary seemed to see through her emotions: "You really... care about her that much?"

"..."

"I haven't seen her sending anyone to look for you in the past few days. You care about her, but she may not care about you. What's more, two women can't have children together, just play around, and be careful."

"Children are not a necessity of life."

"It's not for you, it's for her." Mary gathered the cards in her hand and corrected gently. "Leaving aside the will of God and the nature of a woman, as far as she is a queen, it is her mission and duty to bear an heir. She must leave a stable guarantee for the kingdom. Assuming she is a man, she must also marry a queen. A bunch of kids, taken to various countries to marry for political gain, so... oh, it's such a sad love story."

As soon as her sensual nerves were touched, she became a little sentimental.

Jiang Xinyan fiddled with the corner of the card, staring at the "Q", as if talking to himself: "I won't leave her, I won't..."

This aggrieved voice made me feel like I was about to cry.

"Yes, you won't leave her, because she's lonely, you're the only one around her, oh, God... I feel a little pity for her, it's so sad..." Sighed softly, holding the forehead helplessly, the drooping bushy The eyelashes are like two small fans, covering up the real joy in her eyes.

She didn't want Jiang Xinyan to stay by Elizabeth's side at all. That insidious, ruthless woman would only kick her away like trash after repeated use. How could this kind of thing happen to Jiang Xinyan?

And she will arrange the best way out for her - to marry a well-behaved and wealthy Scottish nobleman, live a life of a lady with no worries about food and clothing, have children with peace of mind, or be her own maid to help her complete the future long-cherished wish for unification.

This is the best destination that many women dream of.

At that time, she, Mary Stuart, will be the greatest queen of the British Isles and a saint for God's redemption of sinners who committed the sin of homosexuality.

Jiang Xinyan couldn't refute Mary's words, she had to admit that Elizabeth was indeed lonely.

"Well, that's the price she paid for consolidating her royal power."

"She is just like her tyrant father." Mary suddenly broke into another topic, and her heavy and depressed mood disappeared instantly like wind blowing through condensed smoke.

"Henry VIII?"

"Correct!"

Suppressing her distorted expression, she nodded vigorously and said angrily, "England has never stopped aggressing us. When my grandfather was in power, England and the Soviet Union were at constant war. For the sake of peace, I had to marry Henry VIII's sister, Margaery. Princess Te, who would have thought that marriage would not bring stability, and my grandfather still died in the war."

"..."

"My father was still young when he succeeded to the throne. My grandmother assisted him and betrayed the intelligence secrets to Henry VIII. Do you think this is too much? Then there were decades of fighting, and my father also died on the battlefield."

Speaking of excitement, Mary's breathing was a little short, she took a sip of wine from the gold cup and continued.

"I am only six days old, so I have to take over the heavy crown. Henry VIII not only killed my grandfather and father, but he also came to persecute me, forcing my mother to agree to marriage, and wanted me to marry his son Edward! It's just... so mad at me!"

"Er, Elizabeth's brother?"

"Yes, he finally got a precious son, and he always wants to show it off." Mary paused suddenly, her angry and distorted expression gradually eased, and then she laughed happily.

Jiang Xinyan was shocked by her sudden weird laughter...

"Mary, are you... all right?"

"It's okay, he's already dead, I don't care about the dead." He waved his hand, rubbed the base of the gold cup with his fingertips, his dark pupils folded into a trace of excitement, and gently uttered helpless words: "What I have to face now is Elizabeth who inherited his shadow."

Jiang Xinyan really wanted to say that he knew this. The thousand-year grievances between England and Scotland have not been completely resolved even in modern times. Scotland was still fighting for independence two years ago.

From this point of view, it is impossible to achieve complete peace at present.

There is a feeling of wasted effort...

"Heart words~" Mary suddenly took her arm and whispered in a half coquettish tone: "I still don't want to marry that Robert, you know, he is not good enough for me, but at present I There is no other way..."

The gentle whispers like the voice of milk seeped into the fragile eardrums, and the black eyes showing an innocent expression were pitiful, and seemed to be reddish with a little aggrieved, as soft and sweet as the sister next door, Jiang Xinyan suddenly collapsed, his head Blank, the heart softened into a puddle of sugar water.

She eats Yujie, but also Mengmei...

There is simply no resistance to this kind of beautiful, cute and gentle little sister who can act like a baby.

"Then... I advise Elizabeth..."

"You are the best~"