Your Mightiness

In that sleepless night, everyone except Richard II, who could live in eternal peace, had other things to do while grieving.Raphael was the busiest of them all, but everyone, including August, had at least one thing on hand: the Crown Prince was having a secret meeting with the Archbishop of Camberley with the Black Prince; The sisters were busy ordering people to sort out the remains of the king; August and Henry not only had to write letters to some important officials and nobles on behalf of the royal family, but also entertained distant relatives who had arrived overnight and other important people who had to go out to deal with them; Queen Catherine, who was under house arrest before King Cha II, was released to entertain female guests.

The Queen Mother is probably the only idle person in the palace who is relatively free and only needs to focus on grief.

Therefore, when the idler left the king's bedroom and uncharacteristically indicated that he had something to do, everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether to stop her or follow her.

August put down the quill in hand, and asked the Queen Mother, "Shall I accompany you?"

"It's just a little thing between ladies, are you sure you want to help me, dear?" The queen mother held a plush lady's handbag in her hand, full of hints.

"..." August doesn't know much about women, at least he doesn't know much about old women, which makes him a little speechless, unable to determine whether what the Queen Mother said is true or not.

"Then I'll accompany you." Mary stood up, she was fine, at least that's what she showed.The resentment and tears of the past were all left in that unknown room. Before entering the room, she was the proud Duchess Mary. When she came out, she was still the proud Duchess Mary. Except for Raphael, no one knew her for the time being. What have you done.

The Queen Mother glanced at the direction where August was, and didn't speak to Mary, but it was still self-evident—do you really feel relieved to leave August alone?

Of course, Mary was worried. As a result of the confrontation between August and Elizabeth, either August was sold by Elizabeth to count the money, or the gossip about August's "bullying" Elizabeth spread all over the British Isles.Anyway, Mary always felt that August would be at a disadvantage when facing Elizabeth.

but……

Elizabeth was even more worried about the queen mother. Auguste was watched by Henry and Raphael, but the queen mother was alone and could do anything.Obviously just a few minutes ago, the queen mother was still crying in front of Richard II's bed, as if she had lost the whole world. Now that Richard II's body is not cold yet, the queen mother seems to be fine. Calm and elegant, no matter how you think about it, it can't be normal, right?

This is the calm before the storm!

The Queen Mother smiled, yes, she could still laugh at such a time, and she smiled beautifully.She believes that the people present can laugh as long as they need to. This is the education they have received since childhood, and it is also what Raphael really hates in his heart.

It is far from the ugliness of the world that disgusts her, but the beautiful masks it wears. ——Every nobleman in Kundera’s upper class has countless masks, which allow them to put on the most suitable appearance on different occasions, or it can be said that for them, crying and laughing are just a kind of performing skill, Not an expression of emotion.

The queen mother also put on a mask. For unknown reasons, she said to her grandson and granddaughter: "Don't look at me like this, what do you think I am going to do? Kill your grandfather? How is it possible, I still Didn't torture him enough. Trust me? I'm just going to vent and adjust my mood."

Mary thought for a while, and felt that the Queen Mother was right and she had no reason to lie, so she gave in a step.

Miss Elizabeth, who had always been very quiet, stood up instead: "I'll accompany you. If it's just to adjust my mood, I'm willing to do my best."

Mary looked at her younger sister questioningly. She knew Elizabeth very well. The more calmly she said something, the more it represented what she cared about.Ever since she entered the palace tonight, Elizabeth has been following the crowd. When everyone enters the house, she enters the house. Everyone cries and she cries. There is nothing more exaggerated or less ordinary. Can't see what she's really thinking.

Now Elizabeth has offered to accompany the Queen Mother. Although she seems to be following the trend, it is still a bit contrary. This is the only thing that happened to Elizabeth that night.Mary couldn't believe it would be so simple.

But what can Elizabeth gain from being with the Queen Mother?

Before Mary could figure it out or stop her, the queen mother agreed to Elizabeth's accompanying. She put her hand on Elizabeth's hand, like a couple who were really supporting each other because they had lost a common relative. close grandparents.

Then, they just left.

"What are you worried about, dear?" Henry cared about his wife carefully. He really loved her and was willing to sacrifice everything for her happiness.

Mary couldn't say what she was worried about, but she just felt that there must be no good things in Elizabeth's participation.She looked at August. This former Douding godson has now grown into a big boy. Although the childish brows are still in the air, at least he can barely become the object of discussion: "What do you think?"

The young Duke turned his head, his long hair drew a golden trace in the air, and his face was still a little confused: "Look?"

What to look at?

August has been thinking about Raphael just now, because he failed to stop the queen mother, and he couldn't guess what the queen mother was thinking, so he thought that if Raphael was there, he would definitely do better.Raphael is always so perfect, much more perfect than him, why does such a Raphael fall in love with him who has accomplished nothing?August suddenly felt a little inferior. At the beginning of love, he always felt inferior. On the one hand, he felt that he was not good enough, and on the other hand, he felt that the other party was so good that the whole universe did not deserve it.

August knew he shouldn't be thinking about Raphael at a time like this, but he just couldn't help it.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Mary sighed.

August almost said Raphael's name, but fortunately he stopped in time.

Mary felt so desperate: "Do you think Elizabeth is thinking of something bad?"

Only then did August realize that it wasn't that he was short-sighted, but that he didn't think about Elizabeth at all.

"Now you can think about it."

After a few minutes.

After serious consideration, August gave his answer: "I don't think so."

"Why? I thought you hated her."

"I really don't want to forgive her yet," August said vindictively, "but let's be honest, we can't steal an ax from our neighbors, can we?"

There must be some other story in this matter that they don't know.

Mary felt that August was too naive, always thinking that the whole world was a good person, even though he repeatedly emphasized that he didn't think so.She could only look at her husband: "What do you think?"

Henry, the nerdy Duke of Lancaster, scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. As a new member of the family who had just been recognized by the black prince, Henry still didn't dare to say supernatural words.After all, Mary and the others are Elizabeth's blood relatives. They can talk about their own family members at will, but others may not.If they reconcile in the future, Henry will be embarrassed.So Henry said: "I am more inclined to support Orr."

Mary became even angrier. Why are there so many buns around her?As a strong woman who can strike without beeping, and was so fierce that she almost killed the king, she found helplessly that thinking about what Elizabeth was going to do was only done by herself.

What exactly can Elizabeth gain from being with the Queen Mother?

Of course it's a chance to go out.

The queen mother's "things" have to be done outside, and by accompanying her, there is a chance to leave the heavily guarded Whitehall Palace.The queen mother had already guessed Elizabeth's plan, and she held her in her hands, not going to give her this chance.

Elizabeth didn't have any changes for the time being, as if she was really just accompanying the net to experience.

The Queen Mother methodically put on a British hat with a black veil, and then began to wear matching black lace gloves. The black embroidered overskirt on her body was changed before she left the palace.She is dressed like a black widow or widow, and of course not all of her deceased sons are paying homage.

"Would you put on some lipstick for me, honey."

Medieval lipsticks followed the production process of ancient Rome. The scientific name is Fucus, which is made of purple-red mercury-containing plant dye solution and red wine sediment. (Quoted from Baidu) It is very popular among the aristocrats, and it is not only red. Recently, even from France, there has been a strange trend that men have begun to wear lipstick.The Queen Mother always thought it was weird, but fortunately her Aur Xiaoguai was not infected.

Miss Elizabeth nodded, and took out the black lipstick she had prepared from the queen mother's handbag.At first, Elizabeth thought it was a problem with the light, but she saw it wrong, and then she began to paint it to be sure. It was indeed black, which formed a strong contrast with the pale face of the Queen Mother.

"you……"

The queen mother raised her neck slightly, her face no longer had the kindness of the old grandmother in the past, only the former her was left, noble, indifferent and beautifully fierce, she finally reminded Elizabeth, the person in front of her was The fearsome figure once known as the She-Wolf of France.

"Don't be afraid." The Queen Mother said, her voice was cold and unique, she didn't look like an old man at all, "You can't put on makeup if your hands shake, Liz."

After all, Elizabeth grew up around the capricious Richard II and Mary. She has a tough heart and has experienced enough storms. She quickly regained her composure and seriously drew some glamorous pictures for her grandmother. And some weird makeup.To be honest, this is not an easy task. Leaving aside the Queen Mother's knife-like eyes, it is very difficult to do manual work in a moving carriage.

Fortunately, Elizabeth did not panic, and completed the work very carefully and patiently.

Raphael deliberately checked on August at about the same time to make sure that he did not leave with the Queen Mother, or followed the Queen Mother out of curiosity.

"You know what she's going to do, don't you?"

"I can probably guess it." Raphael replied very modestly.

August finally nodded in reassurance, no longer asking, no longer curious.

Mary was puzzled.

August raised the hair on his head, serious: "Because Raphael didn't stop it, if he didn't stop it, it must not be a bad thing."

Mary didn't quite understand this strange logic.

August did not intend to explain any further, but secretly thought in his heart, because Yael would never do something that would make me sad.Of course, I'm not going to do anything to make Yael sad.