Heather who counterattacked

Ulysses and Ronald taught Cyril a lesson - even if you think you are completely sure, there will always be things that are completely unexpected.

Cyril fell into frustration and despair for only a few minutes, and when he realized that he couldn't sit still and that he would have to deal with this mess sooner or later, he quickly cheered up.It wouldn't stop Ulysses from killing himself—he had even accepted that Ulysses didn't want to live—but he had to at least make sure he got his body.

Perhaps what Lance said is right, his untimely weakness and mercy will cost him, but it is difficult for him to regret... He was so entangled in predicting everything that did not happen in advance, but when everything really happened, he was calm up.Clinging to the past is not because of his flawed character, but because he only has so much left, and if he loses a little bit, he is unwilling to give up even if there is a little possibility. There is room for reversal, and he will not be stubborn to the end.

It's just, how sad... Ulysses still chose such a path.

According to the news sent by Carey, the entire Atlantis submarine laboratory was blown up, but the research equipment and researchers probably did not suffer much damage, and were relocated to the small island of Atlanta, the sea base in advance.It is still uncertain whether Ronald is in Atlanta, but if he dares to do such a thing, he obviously still has his own way out.

Cyril's scalp tingled when she thought of Gray Harrier's sister Nina who had been in Atlanta before.Gray Harrier is now helping him control the most important plan. If his last relative is damaged, not only Gray Harrier will go crazy, but even Cyril will feel guilty.And... Aurora is also in Ronald's hands.

But the situation is unclear, and he doesn't know exactly what's going on now.Can Carey find Ronald, where is Don, can Lance stop Ulysses... Cyril can't leave England, the plan is at the most critical step, and he can't leave.But is Lance believable?Can Lance believe it?Does he dare to trust him?

I had to hide this matter first.

Instruct Gray Harrier to continue to act according to the plan.Summoned by the queen, Cyril rushed to the royal court in London.

So Naiden had just sorted out the list of bride candidates happily, when he turned around and found that his master had left the territory.I looked at Kroen, who ran home slowly but found himself being left behind for no reason and almost went berserk. I was a little worried about what Cyril was going to do in such a hurry—after all, he had been used to walking around for a while. What a cat, if the incident wasn't serious, he wouldn't be in such a hurry that he didn't even take Kroen with him.

Take a look at the itinerary... a little relieved, well, I didn't go abroad, I didn't go to a dangerous area.As a housekeeper, the master doesn't need him, so he will take care of his own job first.It's rare that Cyril is willing to let go, she must keep her eyes open and choose carefully, after all, Erma's mistress is not an easy position...

The queen's appearance was very bad, no matter how dignified and luxurious her clothes and makeup could be, she couldn't conceal the paleness and sickness on her face.

She has endured a lot in the past two years.Ulea commits suicide, Ellen runs away, and the proud eldest son falls into absurd emotional disputes. If the only daughter's long-term hatred for her is counted, her life will fail too much.

Now the glory that the Windsor royal family has maintained for a long time is crumbling in front of her eyes. Her persistent nobility and dignity can no longer hide the scars on her face. It is hard for her to imagine how the outside world will talk about those indelible filth in a mocking tone— — This made her unable to eat, and could not sleep at night.

The queen regards Cyril as a savior, hoping that he can help find Margaret.After all, Cyril is the only one around the royal family who has friendship with the gray forces.But she didn't expect that he was not a savior, but a god of death waking up from the dream.

"...she will come back." After listening to the queen's request, and even facing the hopeful eyes, Cyril just said calmly and almost indifferently, "but I need an answer in exchange."

The queen froze there.

Her favorite child is sitting on a chair, with curly black hair, ice-blue eyes, and a face as beautiful as the morning light. Fate has spared no effort to give him the greatest favor, even if time passes too fast on him. Too slow, so that this glorious appearance can stay longer in the years.His back was straight, his brows were cold, and Elma's demeanor was like the majesty and dignity stretched out from an ageless oil painting.

For a moment, the queen felt that William was reborn—the Duke with a strong personality and admiration reappeared in front of her.

"Your Majesty," Cyril called out, paused slightly, and said, "Please tell me about the past between my father... and Princess Margaret." Of course he couldn't let Margaret just like that Died outside, she had to come back and live to be judged.Live to bear the consequences of all the bad luck she has created.

The queen didn't seem to understand for a while, how fast her reaction speed was in all kinds of big scenes, so it's not that she didn't understand, it was just hard to accept.Cyril watched the storm in her eyes. The moment the queen touched the storm, she shrank her hands as if she was being burned, and instinctively turned her head to look at the prince sitting on the other side—His Royal Highness Andrew sitting there. He was motionless, with his arms resting on the armrests, his fingers crossed, and the old man's back was slightly hunched. He didn't even look at anyone, but just looked at his crossed hands, as quiet as a statue.

Tears welled up in the queen's eyes.

"Please don't tell me that he abandoned her... We all know it's not. My father is a dignified man with great charisma, and everyone says his character is flawless." Riel's tone was very light and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the undead, "I always want to know a reason, but if you don't want to give me the truth, then I hope you can give me a lie - because for me That being said, it’s not really important.”

The queen's voice trembled: "You... Cyril... you, understand?"

"Please tell me." Cyril repeated.

——"He doesn't love her." After a long silence, the queen still didn't speak, but the prince raised his head.

"How can such a person not be lovable? They grew up together, he shines like a diamond, everyone's eyes can't help but focus on him, everyone's heart can't help but follow His every move is swaying..." When talking about William, Prince Andrew even had a smile on his lips—in such a tense and dignified atmosphere, he would actually smile, "He doesn't love her. She 17 Wei gave birth to a child at the age of [-], but he dismissed it."

Xi Ruier held her hands tightly: "...children?"

"It was obtained by abnormal means—this also caused the two to turn against each other. William left and refused to see Margaret for nearly ten years. It was not until later that he married your mother and had you that he slowly recovered his relationship with the king. family relationship—the child had a congenital defect and died soon, and I suspect that Margaret has gone crazy since then... See, Cyril, this royal court that hides its noble status is like this dirty……"

"Andrew!" the Queen interrupted him, raising her voice.

The prince showed a sarcastic smile, and he shrugged like a normal person: "Do whatever you want, Cyril. This is what we owe you."

"Andrew!!" the Queen almost roared.She looked at Cyril with pleading eyes, and then saw the tears in Cyril's eyes.

"...What a pity." His throat twitched, and he said dryly and slowly.

What a pity, it turned out to be like this.

"Then, please allow me to retire—Your Majesty."

The queen stood up abruptly, her legs trembled, and she had to hold on to the handrail to stabilize herself.She raised her head and watched Xi Ruier leave without looking back, and suddenly burst into tears.She turned to her husband, pleading in a shrill voice, "Andrew! How could you—how could you..."

The prince looked at her with no pity in his eyes, the cold eyes had the same temperature as back then.

The queen covered her face in pain: "He knows...my Cyril...he knows..."

The prince stared at the door, thinking that this should not be the case, sooner or later it will be like this.

What is the difference between the Queen and Margaret?He was very dissolute when he was young, and what marriage gave him was like a nightmare. The cold soul under the beautiful and noble skin of the person next to his pillow made him dare not even sleep at night. He couldn't help liking those pure and even stupid girls, It settled down completely after one after another shattered dreams.

In fact, he had envied it—when William was holding his bride and standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

Xi Ruier suddenly opened the car wine cabinet, chose the strongest bottle of wine, and downed it in one gulp.

He covered his lips and coughed violently. After the car drove into the mansion for a long time, he was still paralyzed in the car and did not move.

Father and Margaret did have a child, but the child didn't live long because of a birth defect... What about Lance?What is Lance's identity?

He has been cheating on him?

The blood vessels seemed to be flowing with flames, and Cyril grabbed the rest of the seat tightly, his fingers almost embedded in the cortex of the seat.The pain made his thinking a little clearer, he buried his head, tears flowed down the bridge of his nose, and the unprecedented loneliness enveloped him like a nightmare.

"Close the Internet cafe." When this wave of strong emotions hit his nerves and told him to rest for a while, he took out his phone and dialed Hui Yao, with a tired tone, "Close the Internet cafe."

Love, friendship, kinship...all are gone...so who is the biggest loser?