[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

As the days went by, the royal wedding originally scheduled for NO.18 was also put on the agenda.

St. George's Chapel at Windsor Castle will usher in a pair of dignified newlyweds today - the wedding of Prince Harry and Meghan Meghan will be held here.

On the green lawns on both sides of the magnificent church of Gothic architecture, there are fresh white garden roses arranged by the staff early in the morning. These are Princess Diana's favorite flowers during her lifetime. Foxgloves and peonies are dotted among them, layered The feeling is clear, it looks luxurious and holy.

Isabella and her two older sisters stood in the open space on both sides of the lawn. Their clothes were different from the usual simple and casual clothes. The light pink roving flowers were dotted on her top hat, layer upon layer like a small cluster of flower vines on her. The hats are in full bloom.The matching lady dress is also a dignified and generous style. While this dress looks demure and elegant, it also makes her look like she has grown by about ten years.

Earlier, the royal family issued a proclamation letter, appointing Prince Harry as the Duke of Sussex and Meghan Markle as the Duchess of Sussex. Isabella has met the Duchess several times, but the impression Not too deep, after all, she is not interested in watching an American actress’s TV series, and I don’t know if it’s because she is still Princess Beatrice. In recent years, the Queen’s standard of companionship for juniors has slowed down a lot. .

Accompanied by the melodious wedding music, Prince William, the best man, accompanied Prince Harry into the venue, followed by the Queen and his wife. The tedious process was slow and long, and Isabella's legs were sore. , she took advantage of people not paying attention, and secretly looked at McCoff who was standing in the back.

For this royal wedding, the Queen did not want to invite those political figures, so both the British Prime Minister and the President of the United States were rejected, and besides relatives and friends of both parties, some celebrities were invited.Mycroft Holmes was specially invited as an old friend of Her Majesty the Queen, which is a very honorable honor.

And Mycroft, who has always been impeccable in his work, naturally responded to this honor very seriously. He did not wear the iconic little black umbrella today, nor did he wear his three-piece suit, but changed into one and a half for the first time. A tuxedo-style men's dress, with a well-fitting tailored waistline and a straight and smooth waistline, and the gold-plated buttons on the lower skirt of the dress sparkle in the sun.

He is tall, and his weight loss plan has obviously improved these days. Of course, in the eyes of more people, McCoff has enough power to give him a layer of gold, whether in Whitehall where politicians gather, or in the At weddings where nobles gather, he is always the object of conversation. At least he was dragged by several noble ladies for a long time before waiting for Prince Harry to enter the venue.

The man's vigilance was beyond her imagination. Isabella had only looked at Mycroft for less than five seconds before the man turned his head to meet her gaze.

It was funny to say this morning, the two of them opened their eyes from the bed until they finished washing, one stood in the bathroom and tied a bow tie in front of the mirror, the other occupied the big mirror in the bedroom and tried on various dresses one after another, The expensive haute couture dresses were casually piled up on the bed like selling vegetables in a market. When McCaughey changed into the men's suits he was going to wear today and walked out of the bathroom, Isabella was still struggling with which clothes to wear.

After hastily choosing their costumes, the two looked at each other tacitly, and got into their respective cars. One represented the diligent "little civil servant" Sherlock Holmes of the British government, and the other represented Prince Harry's brother-in-law. Her Royal Highness Princess Isabella.

It puts two close couples' acting skills to the test as they pretend to be estranged strangers at a solemn royal wedding.

However, Isabella loves this exciting game of cat and mouse.

Just when Isabella raised her eyebrows and gave Mycroft a faint smile, the wedding car drove in and slowly drove towards the church door.And Mycroft gave her a warning look back.

Inside the church, the guests sit on the seats on both sides.His Royal Highness Prince Charles took Meghan's hand and walked towards Prince Harry step by step. When everyone was feeling the beauty of this scene, Isabella only noticed Meghan's white veil that stretched for several meters. God, Wouldn't that really trip yourself up?

Under the declaration of the archbishop in red, the two newcomers made a solemn promise, which was a contract of loyalty to each other.Isabella listened to those clichés, she had heard them at Prince William's wedding, at that time she scoffed at these things in her heart, vows are the things with the shortest shelf life in the world, if they are really pious, they don't have to allow Make vows to eachother, but start with every word and deed.

But looking at the wedding ceremony today, she found it interesting.

After the wedding, there is a half-hour-long open carriage parade for the newlyweds, starting from Windsor Castle and traveling around Windsor Town, and then arriving at the castle for the wedding banquet.

The guests first walked through the promenade covered with white rose petals, and took a short rest in the banquet hall under the leadership of the waiters.After watching such a romantic wedding of the century, these nobles couldn't help talking with the people around them in a low voice.

"The wedding dress worn by Her Royal Highness is really beautiful, isn't it?" A lady whispered to her friend.

"I guess it's a special order from Ralph&Russo." Her friend also echoed.

"By the way, I heard that the wedding of the daughter of the Duke of Campbell's family and Mr. Alexander Cavendish is also scheduled for this month?"

"Ah, yes, I heard that the old Duke Cavendish spent a total of 30 pounds for this wedding."

Isabella didn't want to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, but unfortunately they were too close to her.So Isabella moved her feet, intending to go to Princess Beatrice and ask her how she was doing recently.

At this moment, Isabella suddenly saw a gorgeously dressed little woman looking at her frequently in the crowd. She recognized that woman. She was her uncle—Matilda, the daughter of His Royal Highness Prince Edward. Not often Appearing at Buckingham Palace, he prefers to live in a small cottage in Windsor.

"Hello, Matilda." Since the other party has been looking at her, she might as well greet her generously.

"Ah! Hello..." Matilda seemed to be very panicked, she raised her head and glanced at Isabella quickly, then looked away again, "Isabella, uh."

"I heard from my uncle that you're going to open a gallery? That's a great idea."

Isabella was chatting with her, and her eyes flicked across the white chest of the other party, probably because of the hot weather, the ruffles of the dress neckline were wet with sweat, and it rubbed against the skin, making Mattie The concealer that Erda applied to her chest was a mess, and a red, swollen and strangled mark with neat edges could be vaguely seen.

It looked like some kind of elastic string had been bound for a long time or left over from whipping.

Isabella raised her head to look at Matilda's expression without any traces, her eyes dodged. She didn't think that anyone would dare to abuse the British princess. Perhaps those traces were just some secret little fun.

"No, no, just put some of my paintings," Matilda explained, and she seemed to have made up her mind for a moment, and said tentatively, "By the way, Isabella, why have I never heard that you are in love? news?"

"Love?" Isabella was startled, thinking that she knew about the matter between herself and McCoff, but she remained calm and asked the other party pretending not to know.

"... When I went back to Buckingham Palace a few days ago, my grandmother mentioned you again. She was still very worried about you, um... You know, whether it is your brother or sister Beatrice, they all have more or less Had a love affair."

"It's just me, clean, isn't it?" Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that wasn't the case.

Matilda hesitated for a while, "Yes, she also wondered if you hid it too well and didn't want them to know, but even those reporters couldn't take pictures of your news. After a long time, grandma really thinks you are I have no interest in these things."

"Is this not good? Or is it that she doesn't think so, but is worried that I am really LES like I was photographed before?"

"...You are right," Matilda nodded and asked curiously, "So, Isabella, you are really..."

"In fact, I don't know, maybe it's bisexual? But anyway, I will try not to do things that damage the image of the royal family in the eyes of my grandmother." Isabella joked.

"Okay," Matilda, who was fooled by Isabella and didn't get an answer, was unwilling and said with burning eyes, "There is one more thing, whether you are real or not... er, I have a friend who really wants to Know you."

"Friend? Who?"

"She's a real master at how to please people..."

Before Matilda finished speaking, the convoy had finished its tour and parked steadily on the side of the road. Prince Harry helped Meghan to the banquet hall in a gentlemanly manner. At this moment, the symphony orchestra began to play a grand movement. Matilda's The second half of the sentence is completely overshadowed by the saxophone.