[Henry VIII] Tudor Crown

"Your Highness, long time no see, I don't know how you get along with the Prince of Wales." Although Catherine Howard grew up in a girls' dormitory, she was not good at communicating with the same sex.Because the environment she lived in since she was a child was a Shura field for girls, and fighting for the care of a lover or the old duchess was commonplace.

However, when these words fell into the ears of Johanna, who was protecting the lord, Catherine Howard was deliberately finding fault.

Prince of Wales fifteen, Princess Juana thirteen.Let alone consummating the house, judging from the current situation, they won't be able to live together for a while.So Catherine Howard is poking Princess Juana's lungs?Still poking Princess Juana's heart.

"Neither William nor His Majesty the King will be able to attend this year's Christmas banquet, but William sent me, Liz, and Her Majesty the Queen's gifts very early. Presumably, Miss Catherine also got the Christmas present from His Majesty the King early." Juana The princess spoke the most uncomfortable words in the gentlest tone.

Catherine Howard's face froze visibly, and her tone was a bit envious: "I don't know if I will get a Christmas gift from my husband like you one day."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Johanna couldn't help guessing what Catherine Howard was thinking about the Prince of Wales, and even looked around nervously. After finding that no one was approaching, she was slightly relieved, and then prayed that the stupid lady in front of her would stop making trouble.

However, Catherine Howard couldn't understand Johanna's hint at all. After chatting with Princess Juana for a long time, she finally couldn't help saying: "Your Highness, do you know... when will His Majesty return to London?"

Catherine Howard wanted to say the crown prince, but no matter how stupid she was, she knew that she should have nothing to do with the Prince of Wales.

Princess Juana looked at the Howard girl in front of her calmly. The girl in front of her was not a young girl in stature, but a charming girl who had gone through human affairs.Catherine Howard was originally a beautiful woman carefully selected by the Duke of Norfolk, and she is still at the young age of 17, so her body full of jewelry has become an excellent decoration for her beauty, and there is no situation that she cannot be overwhelmed.

In contrast, Princess Juana must admit that the other party is more attractive to the opposite sex than herself.Even intellectually, Princess Juana knows that William Tudor is not a person who looks at faces, but emotionally, she is still worried that William Tudor will like Catherine Howard's delicate skin.

Thinking of this, Princess Juana couldn't help lowering her eyes, and silently read a short passage of the "Bible" in her heart, and then resumed her indifferent tone: "Miss Catherine, you are the pillow of His Majesty the King, and you should know the king better than I do." Your Majesty's itinerary is correct."

After listening to Princess Juana's answer, Catherine Howard could hardly maintain the smile on her face.Indeed, she has been fulfilling her actual wifely duties since Henry VIII's marriage to Anne of Cleves.

Henry VIII did indeed love Catherine Howard very much, even comparable to his pursuit of Anne Boleyn.But even so, Henry VIII did not allow Catherine Howard to make decisions about her itinerary, and Catherine Howard did not want this fat old man to pester her all the time, and only dared to ask Henry VIII for things after the sex. .

In this way, let alone know when Henry VIII will return, she doesn't even know why Henry VIII went to Northumberland.

However, Catherine Howard didn't want to show timidity in front of her rival in love, so she changed her voice and said provocatively: "Of course I know when His Majesty the King will return, but I'm afraid you don't know, so I just asked."

"Then I would like to thank Miss Catherine for her kindness." Princess Juana still had that humble tone, which made Catherine Howard really annoyed.

"So I don't know when the Prince of Wales will return to London." After all, Catherine Howard couldn't hold back the curiosity and longing in her heart, and said with a dazed mind: "When the family can't be reunited, only the Prince of Wales is not by His Majesty's side .”

"Why, does His Majesty want to bring the Countess of Nottingham and the Duke of York back to London?" Princess Juana was very keenly aware of the key information revealed by Catherine Howard, and tentatively said: "The Countess of Nottingham and the Duke of York are both I'm still young, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go in and out of the palace so frequently."

"It's not small! The Duke of York is three years old, so you can't have seen any big scenes!" Catherine Howard didn't understand why the Duke of Norfolk wanted to take the Duke of York back, but Princess Juana beside her was Guess clearly.

It was nothing more than the fact that the Seymour Brothers and the Duke of Norfolk were congenial and wanted to cheer for the Duke of York. After all, the Duke of York had stayed in Windsor Castle for a long time, and the center of power might have long forgotten that Henry VIII had a legitimate child.

However, from the perspective of Princess Juana, it is better for the Duke of York to be a transparent person of the royal family, and William Tudor in the province had to deal with his own brother.

"In this case, I should also ask when the Prince of Wales will return." Princess Juana said with great determination.

Catherine Howard finally nodded with satisfaction, and began to look forward to the day when she would meet William Tudor.

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This year's Christmas dinner was even quieter than usual, as neither Henry VIII nor the Prince of Wales was in London.

Even though Catherine Howard refurbished the halls of Hampton Court Palace extravagantly and introduced a lot of French fashion from Calais, without the seasoning of power, many people are too lazy to fake a smile, and even some people with higher status The female family members sat directly on the red velvet chair, looking at the sparrows on the dance floor with disgust.

The Duchess of Norfolk, who finally got rid of the queen, finally had a chance to talk to Catherine Howard. She directly pulled her niece behind a pillar and said with a gloomy face, "What did you just say to the Princess of Wales?"

"It's nothing, it's just an ordinary greeting." Catherine Howard fiddled with the gems on her chest very boredly, and the Duchess of Norfolk was furious with her indifferent attitude: "My dear aunt, you can't deprive me The power to talk to people!"

Perhaps it was because she had been in the court for a long time, so Catherine Howard's tone was full of vixen-style lazy and coquettish, and the Duchess of Norfolk's face darkened again when she heard it, and she almost slapped her directly.

"Put down your messy posture, His Majesty is not here, don't act like a bitch." The Duchess of Norfolk recalled her husband's warning, and her tone became a little harsher: "Even if His Majesty If you are not here, don’t think that you can let yourself be free. You are His Majesty’s woman, if other men climb into your bed, then you are waiting to be abandoned!”

The cold words of the Duchess of Norfolk did not arouse Catherine Howard's fear, but instead made her throw her sleeves away in a rage.

Today, she is no longer a little girl in Lambeth Palace, but these people still regard her as a teenage puppet that can be manipulated.

So it was with the Duke of Norfolk, and so it was with Francis Dereham.

And now, even the Duchess of Norfolk has to tell her what to do.

Why does this group of people always not let her go, and when will she get a place to breathe.

Catherine Howard's rage boiled down to tears at the very thought.She didn't want others, especially Princess Juana, to see how wronged she was, so she ran behind the hidden curtain while no one was paying attention, and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

As a result, at this moment, Catherine Howard stopped wiping her tears and subconsciously widened her eyes due to ambiguous shouts one after another.

"Oh! Culpepper, my dear Culpepper." The intermittent female voice made Catherine Howard feel so familiar that she couldn't help opening Pandora's box.

Behind the dim curtains, the Viscountess of Rocheford was lying disheveled under the king's servant. The latter did not go to Northumberland with His Majesty because of a leg injury, but looked at his hard work , Catherine Howard would never believe that he had anything to hide.

As for the Viscountess of Rocheford...

Catherine Howard finally understood why she hadn't seen this annoying woman at the party.

On the other side of the curtain, Thomas Culpepper was pinching the waist of the Viscountess of Rocheford, and the sweat on his forehead dripped on the other's open chest. He couldn't help complaining about the old woman's loose skin and Fat as a mountain.Even from his angle, he could clearly see the lead powder stuck in the wrinkles of Viscountess Rocheford.

Thomas Culpepper wouldn't be sleeping with this ugly old woman if he didn't owe a lot of money and desperately needed a rich moron to pay him off.

"Ah... Culpepper, Culpepper." Viscountess Rocheford bit her arm hard, and finally rolled her eyes and fell aside.

When Catherine Howard saw this, she ran away in fright, but she moved too much and bumped into a decoration on the side, and an earring was hooked off.

"Who's there..." Thomas Culpepper wanted to chase subconsciously, but was tripped by the Viscountess of Rocheford, so he couldn't see Catherine Howard's face clearly, but picked up the other's earring .

"Thomas, what on earth are you trying to do?" Viscountess Rocheford, who was savoring the aftertaste, stood up in pain, and yelled at her lover, "You almost crushed the bone in my hand."

"I'm sorry, dear. I was just scared by the wild cat, so I accidentally injured you." Thomas Culpepper put away the earrings that Catherine Howard dropped, and kissed the face of the Viscountess Rocheford, suppressing his anger. Thinking about who that person was just now.

Judging by her figure, the person who broke in by accident should be a young girl, but such ruby ​​earrings are definitely not affordable by ordinary nobles, so...

Thomas Culpepper, who was still a little clever, squinted his eyes, stroking Viscountess Rocheford's fingers as if tapping the key to open the vault.