[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

Chapter 111 Invitation

The Kent Farm, which is known as the "Garden of England" in Windsor Town, provided the freshest vegetables and fruits for the wedding banquet. The seasonal vegetables were picked from the farm within eight hours and were carefully cooked and served on the table by top chefs.

The fresh and green asparagus is still sweet and juicy, and the natural and healthy taste explodes in the mouth, and the small tomatoes specially provided by Kent Farm are just ripe, and the sweet and sour taste stimulates the secretion of salivary glands. Quite appetizing.

Immediately afterwards, thick-cut steaks from New Zealand and fish sashimi from Norway appeared in turn. After a simple meal, the low-key waiter lifted the silver trays, and creme brulee, butter biscuits and mango cheesecake were served like water.

Most of the dignitaries who came to the wedding banquet were no longer surprised by these delicacies. They ate some politely and focused more on socializing.

Yes, in their eyes, the royal wedding is a good opportunity to make friends with nobles from all walks of life.

"Your Highness."

Isabella turned around in search of the sound, and the graceful and graceful lady in front of her eyes bowed gracefully to her. Isabella recognized that this was the Duchess of Campbell.

"Hello, Duchess," she said politely, remembering when she was at Gordonstoun Secondary School, she once drove the sailboat and shook Miss Campbell unconscious from seasickness.This is really the dark history of the rebellious period, and Isabella looked at the Duchess with a guilty conscience.

Since the London subway bomb case was widely publicized by various media, the interview video Isabella took for the BBC has become a hot topic recently, and her public accounts on Twitter run by the royal family are full. There are more than 50 followers.

During that time, many people spontaneously imitated the makeup that Isabella wore in the interview, and called it the trend of the new generation. Some beauty bloggers even specially published tutorials to teach people how to apply the same makeup. .

Isabella, who has been low-key for so many years, has returned to the eyes of netizens. While her high popularity has won the love of the public, the gossip about being photographed kissing a same-sex friend in a bar in her early years was quickly dug out.

Even though the rumors about the sexual orientation of Her Royal Highness have always been true and false, most people think that those gossips are nothing more than her curiosity when she was young. Her good reputation made her an existence comparable to Princess Diana in the eyes of some British people.

"It's been a long time, Your Highness, I remember the last time I saw you was five years ago," the Duchess smiled kindly, "You are more beautiful than before, and you look more calm."

"Thank you for your compliment, ma'am."

"Today's weather is very good. It's a good weather for marriage, isn't it? I'm honored to be able to attend the wedding of His Royal Highness. The princess is very beautiful. I like the characters she created very much." The Duchess has silver hair and speaks slowly Whisper, very gentle.

"I heard that Cecilia and Mr. Alexander Cavendish's wedding will be held soon, isn't it?"

"On the 27th of this month, it is said that it will not rain in London anyway. For Cecilia's sake, your Highness must come on the day of the wedding. I think the two couples will be very happy to see you. "

The Duchess's smile had some hint of intimacy, but Isabella knew that she had nothing to do with this lady, and she didn't seem to have received any wedding invitation from the Cavendish family.

So, Duchess Campbell, what does this mean?Verbally inviting yourself to Alexander and Cecilia's wedding?She didn't think she had such a good relationship with the delicate Cecilia Campbell when she was studying in Gordonstoun.

"Bless Cecilia, I will try my best to go, if there is nothing special." Isabella said happily, but actually planned to wait a few days to find a reason to shirk.

"Ah, yes, I will wait for your arrival with everyone in the Campbell family." After speaking, the Duchess seemed to have achieved her goal, and she left the scene first, and went to talk with other noble ladies.

Isabella still felt that Mrs. Campbell's sudden conversation was a bit strange. The other party seemed to go around a lot just to get her to agree to attend a wedding that she didn't receive an invitation... Wait, did she really not receive it?Or were those things, along with the messy prom invitations, turned back by Mycroft?

Following this line of thought, she remembered that the second son of the Campbell family seemed to have just graduated from college this year and was not yet married. Followed her official twitter, and often left comments and likes below.

If Mrs. Campbell is planning for her son, then everything is easy to explain.

Presumably to create a romantic encounter at Cecilia's wedding?

Isabella laughed dumbfounded, but this was all speculation, and she was going to ask McCoff if there were any wedding invitations from the Cavendish family.

The Earl of Wessex, that is, Isabella's uncle, Prince Edward, was talking to Mycroft. For this uncle who likes to call himself Edward Windsor, Isabella thinks he is very interesting.Like her, Prince Edward hates the red tape of the royal family and yearns for freedom, and he doesn't like being called "His Royal Highness" very much.

Isabella thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to avoid suspicion, so she walked towards the two of them with a smile.

Prince Edward seemed to be instigated by curiosity, and he couldn't bear it anymore. From the moment Mycroft shook hands with him, he spotted the low-key plain silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand. As with politicians who first saw McCoff wearing a ring, the look on his face must have been brilliant.

"Permit me to ask, Mr. Holmes, your ring..."

Anticipating that he would ask such a question, Mycroft responded with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Your Highness, this is just a small decoration and does not have any meaning."

Isabella, who came over, heard the conversation between the two clearly. She first said hello to Prince Edward, and then politely greeted Mycroft.

"Good afternoon, Uncle, and Mr. Holmes." Her smile was weak.

"Oh Isabella, good afternoon," said Prince Edward kindly.

On the other hand, Mycroft responded gently and reservedly: "Good afternoon, Your Highness."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Holmes, I would also like to thank you for taking care of Isabella." Prince Edward turned his head and said.

"It's all my job."

"Just like the heinous subway bomb case, thanks to your calm response, the danger was saved." Prince Edward said politely.

"In fact, a large part of it is due to Her Royal Highness's fearlessness in the face of danger." Mycroft's eyes stayed on Isabella, looking at her indifferently, "Your Highness's bravery shocked me very much."

"Oh, yes, I watched that video too, Isabella did a great job." Prince Edward said approvingly.

"Actually, it's nothing...By the way, Uncle, I bought a ticket to support the "Cat" you participated in. It's really a great work." Isabella said with a smile.

"Oh? Have you watched it?" Prince Edward became interested when he mentioned his play.

"Of course, how could I miss it."

Prince Edward wanted to pull Isabella to talk about art, but when Isabella saw that McCoff was going to quietly withdraw from the discussion between the two, she quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, Mr. Holmes."

"Sorry?" Mycroft stopped, looking at Isabella as if he were looking at a stranger.

"I'm sorry, Uncle, but I have some questions for Mr. Holmes. I think we can discuss the film next time."

Prince Edward expressed his understanding, and he smiled leniently, "It's okay, let's talk first."

I have to say that the corner that McCoff chose was really the best position in the audience. It was difficult for outsiders to hear what they were talking about, and this corner had a clear view of the scene. She seriously suspected that McCoff’s occupational disease prompted him to choose such an easy-to-defend An excellent location that is difficult to attack.

"Mr. Holmes..." There were only the two of them left at the moment, and Isabella's tone was still businesslike, "I want to ask, have you seized some of my letters?"

"What do you mean, Your Highness?" Unexpectedly, Mycroft's tone was colder and more distant than hers.

"Cavendish and Campbell's wedding invitation." Isabella said, carefully observing the other party's expression, as calm as ever.

"I'm just following our previous agreement to handle some irrelevant invitations for you." The implication was that he knew Mrs. Campbell's thoughts completely, and blocked those suitors for her.

"...Then can you tell me in advance next time?"

"Of course," added Mycroft, "if you insist."

"Thank you, Mr. Holmes."

Isabella once saw Sherlock change his face to act in public, and the degree of realism was really lifelike. Now it seems that McCoff is also an expert in this field. time.

The royal banquet will continue until tomorrow's Crown Prince banquet hosted by Prince Charles. It is naturally impossible for McCaw to stay any longer due to his busy schedule.

Fortunately, the wedding banquet was drawing to a close. Mycroft looked down at his phone. The successive bombings in London made his mood deteriorate rapidly. The confrontation between Moriarty and Sherlock came earlier than he expected.

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