[Henry VIII] Tudor Crown

When Thomas Cromwell met Anne Boleyn for the first time, she was Henry VIII's favorite mistress, living a more luxurious life than Queen Catherine in Whitehall Palace.At that time, Thomas Cromwell did not mix with Henry VIII. He was still serving Bishop Wolsey who supported Queen Catherine, and he was often made things difficult by Boleyn and his son when he entered the palace.

After many years, Thomas Cromwell still remembers the scene when he was called to answer by Anne Boleyn for the first time.

Anne Boleyn was far younger, more confident, and more attractive than she is now.

The king's favor made Anne Boleyn always have a spine bent to the ground, as well as praises that were not repeated every day.

Even though the queen was still Catherine of Aragon at that time, people in the Whitehall Palace had already acquiesced in Anne Boleyn's mistress status, and even watched her live in the bedroom second only to the king like a queen, with There are more maids-in-waiting than queens flaunting in public.

Now, Anne Boleyn really became the queen, but her life was not as good as when she was the king's mistress.

Her power built by the king's favor collapsed in repeated miscarriages, and now she is cowering in a corner of the palace like a frightened bird, watching Jane Seymour just like she was back then, as a maid, in Henry VIII The wife's power is exercised by her side.

Thomas Cromwell took off his hat to Anne Boleyn at the top. The latter looked a lot older after pregnancy, and even heavy lead powder could not conceal the fine lines and sagging around her eyes skin.

The days of constant bed rest made Anne Boleyn's limbs stiff and fragile, making her habitually stooped, highlighting her pregnant belly and her no longer plump chest.This reminded Thomas Cromwell of the pregnant skeleton, and lamented that this lady who was as dexterous as an oriole at the ball would never be able to immerse the king in her moving dance.

"You look disappointed." Anne Boleyn still had the same superior tone.The way she looked at Thomas Cromwell was the same as it was a few years ago, still with the contempt and indifference of the nobles towards the common people: "You expect the king to die from a horse, and then you can talk to the Duke of Suffolk." Together, throw me in the Tower of London or behead me in the name of Regent."

Anne Boleyn laughed mockingly as she spoke, her eyes still carried the familiar French charm: "It's a pity that I don't fall down so easily."

After all, Anne Boleyn recruited a maid and asked her to help her to walk in front of Thomas Cromwell, raised her head and paused, saying: "It took me seven years to get to this point, so everyone Don't make me give up everything, don't even think about anyone!!"

At the end of the speech, Anne Boleyn's voice approached a scream.

Thomas Cromwell looked down at Anne Boleyn's stubborn and haggard face, and said, "My identity is not enough to be regent for the Prince of Wales, so the regent chosen by His Majesty the King is not me, but Princess Mary and Duke of Suffolk."

"Tsk! Does it make any difference?" Anne Boleyn stared at Thomas Cromwell so frightened that the latter took a step back involuntarily: "You all want me dead anyway, so no matter what It doesn't really matter whether it's Mary, Suffolk, or you. Oh! By the way, there's that Jane Seymour."

Anne Boleyn shook her head, as if she was drunk, almost made the maid supporting her unable to stand still.

"That bitch wants to be queen like me, but I'll tell her it won't be easy. I'll throw that bitch into the Tower of London after the Duke of York is born, or give her some mercy A chance to live, let her wear a 'King's Whore' sign, and walk the streets of London until everyone knows the real face of the Seymours."

"And you, Mr. Thomas Cromwell." Dazed Anne Boleyn imagined the beautiful days after her return to favor, and let out a vicious laugh at Thomas Cromwell: "You are a Protestant, Right!"

Thomas Cromwell glanced at the several maids present, and said respectfully: "I only follow the teachings of my king."

"Oh! You really can talk as always." Anne Boleyn said disdainfully: "It doesn't matter whether you are a Protestant or a Catholic. Anyway, when the king fell from his horse, everyone's eyes were on the Prince of Wales. Even That good uncle of mine was also in a hurry to show his favor to the Prince of Wales, and he really followed the trend better than the king's hound."

"If you have nothing urgent, please allow me to take my leave first." Thomas Cromwell was not interested in listening to Anne Boleyn's nervous complaints here, but out of the wish of the Prince of Wales, he dutifully suggested He said: "Even if it is for Princess Elizabeth, please reconsider giving up the Queen's position."

"The king's tolerance for you will not last long. Before he takes the initiative to attack, give your daughter a way out." Thomas Cromwell took a special look at Anne Boleyn's stomach before leaving. As a result, as soon as he went out, he heard the crackling sound of porcelain and a complaint piercing through the thick wooden door.

"I'm still queen, queen!!!"

"So no one can climb on top of me."

In the face of Anne Boleyn's dying complaint, Thomas Cromwell only suggested that the court doctor give the queen more medicines to help her sleep, so as to prevent her from hurting the fetus in her womb due to emotional agitation.

However, Anne Boleyn's madness and anger were beyond everyone's imagination.

Jane Seymour survived by serving Henry VIII, but her two brothers were not so lucky.

Edward Seymour, who was not eligible to move into the Whitehall Palace, was inexplicably stabbed in downtown London. Although relevant people investigated the incident afterwards, the assailant ran too fast and covered his face. It was airtight, so this matter became a headless case in the end.Edward Seymour could only admit that he was unlucky and went back to recover from his injuries. This made Jane Seymour, who had been forced by him to curry favor with the king, heaved a sigh of relief, and her steps in the palace became much lighter.

Until she ran into the ghostly Anne Boleyn head-on.

"Your Majesty the Queen." Even Jane Seymour, who stopped her pace, was glad that she did not touch Anne Boleyn's stomach, but the latter tore off her precious locket at the moment she bent down, and opened it Unsurprisingly, I saw a portrait of Henry VIII.

Jane Seymour, who lowered her head, did not dare to look at Anne Boleyn's face, but felt that there was a flame burning behind her neck.

"It seems that His Majesty the King really likes you! Ms. Jane." Anne Boleyn lifted Jane Seymour's chin, and her long nails dug into her cheek, showing a very disgusted expression: "It's so plain boring face."

No matter how much Jane Seymour was afraid of Anne Boleyn, being humiliated by her rival in public still made her stare back in displeasure, almost asking Anne Boleyn to find a mirror to look at her own face, which made Anne Boleyn felt provoked and slapped Jane Seymour backhand, leaving a red mark directly on Jane Seymour's fair face.

"Now, go back and tell your Majesty the King, and see if he will make the decision for you, a captive pet." Anne Boleyn wiped her hands lightly, and then threw the handkerchief to Jane Seymour's face At last, with Jane Seymour's face full of humiliation, she pushed her shoulders away, laughing wildly, making Jane Seymour kneel and send her away.

After Anne Boleyn left, Jane Seymour, who felt that her injured cheek was like a fire, had the idea of ​​​​replacing Anne Boleyn for the first time, and even for a moment desperately hoped that Anne Boleyn would die.

And when she returned to the king's bedroom, all she saw was the chaos of soldiers and horses, and she couldn't even find the king's figure.

"Mr. Cromwell, what's the matter?" In desperation, Jane Seymour grabbed Thomas Cromwell's arm. Drenched in sweat: "Sweaty fever is afflicting quite a few people in England and is likely to spread to London."

"Then, is His Majesty the King okay?" Jane Seymour thought something happened to Henry VIII, so she asked in a very urgent tone.

"His Majesty is fine, but after listening to the report, the old injury on his leg recurred, and he is now unconscious." Thomas Cromwell looked at the scar on Jane Seymour's face, and said hesitantly: "Northern England News came from the Earl of Gilbert, Earl of Nottingham, that Henry Fitzroy, Earl of Nottingham, was ill with sweaty fever. Worse still, his wife Ellie, daughter of the Duke of Suffolk, Nor Brandon is already pregnant, so Earl Gilbert can only send Eleanor Brandon to London, where sweat fever has not yet broken out, so as not to..."

Thomas Cromwell did not go on, but Jane Seymour knew exactly what he meant.

Once Henry Fitzroy is dead, then His Majesty the King...

In a trance, Jane Seymour thought of Anne Boleyn's triumphant face, and fell directly to the ground.