[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

Sherlock's reaction was within Isabella's expectations, with a calm and indifferent look in his eyes, as if the person who drove her private jet to the Middle East to "save the beauty" was not herself.

In order to deal with the aftermath of Sherlock, she bypassed the airport inspectors with royal privileges, and covered Sherlock's "extraordinary" things under the nose of Mycroft, which really made her feel a sense of novelty and excitement.

As for Sherlock's proper placement of "Thewoman" after she rescued her, as long as Irene Adler was not allowed to return to England, she wouldn't bother.

Isabella didn't wait for Sherlock to say anything, but she turned around and went downstairs very quickly. She smiled and said goodbye to Mrs. Hudson, holding up her umbrella and walking on the streets of London in a good mood.

According to the London Meteorological Observatory, this moderate rain will last until three o'clock in the middle of the night, but in fact, when the citizens have already prepared for possible floods, the rain is like a naughty naughty boy, bouncing around after playing tricks on the citizens Jump and run to the next area.

The rain has stopped, and only when the westerly wind blows over the cheeks and necks of passers-by, the vaguely wet and cold touch tells the citizens that it may return at any time.

The umbrella Isabella is holding is different from the pure black classic British long-handled umbrella of Mycroft. She prefers to use a birdcage umbrella favored by Queen Elizabeth-the umbrella surface shows a tendency to retract , The umbrella cloth adopts a fully transparent design to help prevent the line of sight from being blocked.The edge of the umbrella is sewn with rainproof cloth of different colors. Isabella likes to decide the color of the umbrella according to the color of her clothes every day.

It's not too close to Buckingham Palace from 221B, but she didn't drive here today, and she doesn't plan to take a taxi.

"Isabella?"

Hearing a familiar voice, she turned her head to look for the source of the sound.

Under the eaves of the corner bookstore, Jasmine was looking at her, and when she saw her turn around, she hesitated and waved her hand slightly.

Isabella walked over and asked with a smile, "Do you want to go together? It's not raining too much right now."

Jasmine's eyes widened slightly, "How do you know I didn't just come out of the bookstore?"

"Your shoes." Isabella lowered her head and glanced slightly. "There are a lot of mud spots, and the bright and clean floor in the bookstore tells me that you must have never been in it."

"You're absolutely right, but..." Jasmine's eyes stayed on Isabella's unique birdcage umbrella, "I'd better wait here for a while, my... my friend will come to pick me up soon. "

"It doesn't matter," Isabella said as if seeing what the other person meant, "Although it looks small, it can barely accommodate two people."

"No, he'll be here soon," Jasmine shook her head, and after a while, as if mustering up her courage, she said carefully, "Uh... by the way, I... I made a new boyfriend .”

"What?" Isabella said in surprise, but she quickly realized and congratulated Jasmine, "Really? That's great."

"Hmm... I've been thinking about it for a long time, maybe Sherlock doesn't like me... Maybe what you said is right, I need to come out..." Jasmine murmured in a low voice, it was obvious that she really needed to tell others about this experience .

"That's good, you can start a new life," Isabella patted her shoulder, "Believe me, he will be more suitable for you than Sherlock."

"Thank you, all my colleagues say that." Jasmine seemed a little happier, "Where are you going? He will come by car later, let him take you off."

"Uh, no need, I'm going home, it's not too far away," Isabella held up the umbrella again, and said a few words to Jasmine seriously before leaving, "Sherlock only cares about his case, then It is also very dangerous for you, no matter what, I support you in finding your own happiness, congratulations."

"Thank you very much, Isabella, I don't feel as sad as I was a few days ago." Jasmine pursed her lips and smiled.

In Isabella's opinion, as long as Sherlock is not there, Jasmine's love experience will be much better than the current unrequited love.

……

When Isabella returned to Buckingham Palace, the sky cleared slightly. She changed out of the rain-soaked clothes and changed into a heroic cocoa brown woolen hunting suit. Her horse——Joshua had just finished this season Routine inspections, just in time to enjoy some horseback riding around the castle.

The tight-fitting hunting suit perfectly outlined her slender waist and healthy thigh muscles. Isabella turned on the horse neatly and trotted along the lawn for a few laps. It could be seen that Joshua was also very excited. The rainy grass and soil are soft, and the horse's hooves will inevitably slip when stepping on it, but this No. 1 horse has always run very steadily.

Isabella simply rode her horse through the back garden and looked into the distance. The little black car was parked quietly in front of the palace. She remembered that today seemed to be the day when the Prime Minister reported to the Queen, so she didn't find it strange. Pulling the reins, the horse neighed, turned and walked back.

Although McCoff told her to talk to Princess Matilda, she was not so leisurely, so Isabella leisurely walked around the racecourse several times, and Princess Matilda finally couldn't hold back. Yes, take the initiative to talk to her.

"Sister?" Isabella tugged on the rein lightly, motioning for it to stop, and then quickly got off the horse, "What's the matter?"

Matilda seemed to have calmed down a lot, perhaps because her confidant's serious troubles had been resolved, and those porn-like photos would no longer threaten the royal family.She smiled slightly and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard you're back, so I'll come and see you."

"...The horse farm is really not a good place to talk, there is too much mud, it may stain your clothes."

"It doesn't matter," Matilda used to be impatient, and soon she insinuated, "Mr. Holmes came to Buckingham Palace in person today, what happened?"

It turned out that the little black car did not belong to the Prime Minister. Isabella's face was gentle, but she pushed the question back calmly, "What? Mr. Holmes is here?"

"Yes, it's been a long time since what happened last time, I don't know if it's another incident..." Matilda only spoke half of her words.

"Maybe there is something else important."

"I also heard from others that, Isabella, you are quite close to Mr. Holmes, and I want to ask how the matter is handled..."

"It's just a meeting at work," Isabella lied without changing her face. "The matter of Thewoman is over. Irene Adler died a few days ago."

"Dead?!" Matilda lost her composure and exclaimed, she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Why? What's going on?"

"Maybe it was done by her enemy. I heard that she was beheaded in the Middle East."

"..." Matilda's expression became very complicated in an instant. On the one hand, she was afraid and hated Irene to threaten her with the photo, and on the other hand, she was still reluctant to part with the famous sadistic queen in Britain.

"Now sister can rest assured?" Isabella raised her eyebrows.

"...Yes, she will never threaten the royal family again." Matilda said in a daze.

Isabella only watched Matilda squeeze out a difficult smile, then turned and left without saying hello.

Looking at her back, Isabella felt a little interesting. She didn't expect that the British princess who was used by her was the one who reacted the most to the news of Irene's death.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! !

Modify it. I have gone crazy in class and my mind is dizzy. I completely forgot the previous plot orz suddenly remembered that this paragraph has passed.

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