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Before arriving in the garden, Anna of Austria had been arguing with Madame Bonacio for some time.

When she heard that the Duke of Buckingham was urgently asking for an audience in the garden, her heart was completely confused, and she immediately got up and was ready to rush to the garden.

Madame Bonacio wanted to go with her, but the Queen firmly refused.

"I want to deal with this alone. Constance, you stay here."

She is a queen, and she speaks with dignity.

The young maidservant lowered her head in fear and stayed where she was.

But for some reason, not long after, before the queen arrived in the garden, Mrs. Bonacio came up again.There was still a figure beside him, and he retreated immediately.

The Queen recognized the figure. It was Mademoiselle de Guemene, a close friend of Madame Chevreuse.

"Constance, you go back to the hall first. I think... I want to be here alone for a while."

Madame Bonacio lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, I will stay quietly by your side without making a sound."

queen:……

She was choked by her confidant female officer for a long time, and finally choked up and told the truth.

"He...I can only go to see him alone..."

Mrs. Bonacio raised her face and her face turned pale: "'Him'?"

"Yes, Duke of Buckingham, the arraigner said just now that he might be in danger if I had not gone alone."

Mrs. Bonacio was at a loss for a moment: Could it be that such a small maidservant would also pose a danger to the Duke of Buckingham?

But how could the queen want so much in her desperation?

With tears in her eyes, she persuaded the loyal female officer:

"Constance, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that he was dead. A dagger was stabbed in his chest. He was on his back like this, and fell backwards, and kept falling..."

"I have to meet him alone, but don't worry, I will definitely remember my identity and dignity."

The young queen seemed to know exactly what the faithful lady was worried about.

Madame Bonacio wanted to argue a few more words, but she heard something and was distracted.

"Someone is talking in the garden."

said Mrs. Bonacio.

At this time Anna also heard the voice of people, her lips moved, and she couldn't care about anything else, she walked quickly into the garden of the palace, and saw the scene that happened in front of the hedge in the garden.

The queen bit her lip lightly, her eyes turned around the face of the chief lady she had just appointed.

Until then, Roland was still very close to the Duke of Buckingham.Instead of saluting when the queen arrived, she looked around, as if judging the situation in the entire garden.

In fact, it is difficult for the queen to judge what happened between the female officer and the duke, but the jealousy caused by love is rampaging in her chest, making her heart beat more and more bitter.

She even vaguely remembered that Mrs. Chevreuse had some complaints about the new appointment of her chief lady, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the countess who came from afar.

The woman was unbelievable - the queen bit her lip, tears almost rolling down her cheeks.

But what about the man? ——It’s not that bad, she keeps talking about love, but she saw with her own eyes just now, didn’t he flirt with her female officer in the same way, and behave ambiguously?

"Sir..."

The queen showed a weeping expression, as if her heart was about to break.

Seeing her like this, the Duke of Buckingham knelt down directly, wanting to step forward and kiss the queen's skirt.Unexpectedly, the woman beside him coughed, and the Duke of Buckingham's body froze there, not daring to move.

The queen leaned weakly on Madame Bonacio's shoulder, who no longer wanted to be in this garden.

"There are people in the garden!"

"there!"

At this moment, human voices sounded from all around at the same time.

"The fire of the king~ Gunners, remember your duty and protect the safety of the queen!"

This time, people were speaking in French, rushing in from the four exits of the garden at the same time.

The queen's face turned pale.

She originally felt that the urgent request to see tonight was very strange, but this vague suspicion was suppressed by the so-called "love".

Until now, she still can't believe that she was "designed" by someone.

But if it wasn't a "design", how could the royal guards, the king's gunners, rush in from all directions at the same time, blocking all paths, and blocking her and the Duke of Buckingham in this small garden?

Fortunately, with Constance, the queen thought to herself: If she really let her temper come to this garden alone, now she doesn't know how embarrassing she would be.

However, she was now in little better position than alone, with only two ladies-in-waiting at her side, and one would still think that she was meeting the Duke of Buckingham alone.

The queen didn't have much ability to adapt, and she immediately turned pale, allowing Mrs. Bonacio to support herself, trembling slightly, and really didn't know what to do.

Unexpectedly, Roland took a step forward, and the long cloak on her body fell down, covering the Queen's sight.

Her voice was very soft, and the queen could only vaguely see her lips move slightly by the moonlight, and she whispered something in the ear of the Duke of Buckingham.

Buckingham cast a hesitant glance at the Queen.

He blushed, as if he was very unwilling and humiliated.

The footsteps were already approaching, and someone was already shouting: "There! Someone is there!"

Buckingham changed his posture, sat down directly on the ground, and casually took out a small gold jug tied around his waist, unscrewed the lid, and did not drink, but poured out the liquor inside and poured it over. Sprinkled drippingly on his head and face, then threw the jug, and the whole person lay down on the ground.

Roland had retreated to the queen.

She said in a calm voice, "Your Majesty was frightened. It's not a monster or an assassin, it's just that the Duke of Buckingham is drunk..."

Sure enough, the Duke of Buckingham sang a ditty "drunkly", laughing while singing, and sighing in English from time to time: "Tomorrow...you can go home tomorrow."

At this time, all the guards of the French royal family rushed into the garden with their torches held high, illuminating the situation in front of them.The guards froze there, not knowing what to do.

Only Roland behaved freely. She tilted her head, covered her nose with her hand, stepped forward two steps, and checked the situation of the Duke of Buckingham with her head.

Then she called a guard and said: "You find a few more people and carry the lord out together...Look, what does it look like lying in the garden drunk? Her Majesty the Queen didn't even want to relax in the garden." Be quiet for a moment."

"You need to find a few people to carry him. He seems to have drunk a lot. The British don't drink well, so he might make trouble." Roland ordered.

After hearing this, the French guards thought it was very incisive.

A turmoil disappeared in an instant.

The Duke of Buckingham was helped out cursing. Although he was "drunk", he was still full of curses-obviously there was some resentment in his heart.

Roland couldn't help but want to laugh: the Duke of Buckingham should have grievances. Not only was he "ruined" tonight, but even the small gold jug he dropped just now was snatched away by some guard. up.

The King's Fire~ The Gunners saw that there was nothing else going on here, so they saluted the Queen one after another, took their leave and left.

Aramis was the last one. When he was leaving, he stopped, raised his eyes to look at Roland, and said, "Mileddy..."

Roland replied flatly: "Mr. Aramis, please don't forget what I told you."

She once reminded Aramis: His loyalty should be to this country, to the royal power, to the king and queen, not to anyone else.

Aramis heard the words, thought for a while, then nodded and left.

Roland hurriedly turned to look at the queen.

Anna of Austria is still leaning softly against her female officer at this moment, it seems that what happened just now has taken all her courage.

But as soon as Roland approached, the Queen suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you? What's the relationship with your lord... the Duke of Buckingham? How could he obediently listen to you?" ?”

Just now Roland just said a word, and the Duke of Buckingham lay down on the ground with a face full of unwillingness, obediently pretending to be drunk.Now the queen is inevitably suspicious of her.

Roland lifted her cloak lightly, and showed the queen the small and exquisite pistol in his right hand.The pistol looked like a shotgun, but it was much smaller than the shotgun, and it shone silvery under the moonlight.

"So it is!"

Madame Bonacio could not help admiring.

The queen's face was pale, but her face and eyes slowed down.

She supported Roland with one hand and Mrs. Bonacio with the other, and the three returned to the nearby palace together.

In the palace, the wives and female officials are still flattering Princess Maria, having the boring conversations at the "bachelorette party" of this era.

What happened in the garden just now was just a little bit about the Duke of Buckingham's drunken riots and drunken gaffes. Some people may have heard of it, but after hearing it, they immediately put it out of their minds.

But the queen's mood plummeted.She sat there like a stone, obviously, the illusion of love was finally shattered, and what happened in the garden just now dragged her back into this cruel world.

Not long after, Mrs. Bonacio came over, helped the queen up, and invited her to a small inner room to change clothes.

"Mileddy is waiting for you there," whispered the maid in the queen's ear.

The queen's eyes suddenly became a little angry - because she was really "angry", angry with Roland.

The queen walked quickly to the chamber, opened the door, and closed it before Madame Bonacio.Mrs. Bonacio knew that the queen was going to have a secret talk with the chief lady, so she stayed outside the door and acted as the one who "released the wind".

Inside the door, the queen raised her face, faced Roland, and asked angrily:

"Countess, can I still trust you?"

It seems that although the queen has some understanding of what happened just now, she still cannot completely get rid of the influence of "love".Subconsciously, she still wants to find a "scapegoat" to take responsibility for herself.

On the other hand, Roland smiled relaxedly, "Your Majesty, your appointment to me has just been sent to Paris, and no one has probably opened it yet. It is still too late for you to write another letter to revoke the appointment."

The queen was even angrier when she heard this.She asked with a straight face: "Are you doing me any favors? I really, really believe in you, that's why I appointed you, Countess!"

Roland tried his best to hold back his smile, but who knew he could hold back his smile for only a moment before he couldn't hold it back and smiled again.

"Queen, what you are upset about now is that you once trusted me so much, but I let you down."

"Yes!" The queen nodded repeatedly.

"But ask yourself, look into your heart—"

Roland lowered his voice, but fixed his eyes on the queen.

"You may trust me, and you may trust others."

"What you're worried about now is because of me, the person you've known for less than half a month, or...someone else?"

As soon as Roland induced her, the Queen realized what was on her mind more clearly, and all her troubles came to her heart for a moment. She finally sat down on an armchair, put her head in her hands, and buried her head and face in her skirt.

Only then did Roland speak: "Then, I will express the Duke of Buckingham's true heart on behalf of him."