[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

The goose feather and heavy snow buried London in a world of ice and snow. If you sit on a comfortable and soft sofa chair with a flannel blanket on your lap, and have a cup of steaming milk tea, you can look at the snow-covered snow outside the window through the window. The rime-wrapped and rime-covered snow scene couldn’t be more beautiful, but unfortunately, the urging sound of the horns of the surrounding private cars brought Isabella back from fantasy to reality.

It was less than half an hour before the dinner began at six o'clock in the evening. Not only was Isabella not properly dressed, but even people were blocking the way.

In this kind of snowy day, driving back and forth has already pressed the soft snowflakes into a thick layer of ice crust. The car is really walking on thin ice when driving on the road. Stardust slush is stuck in the groove of the tire. Every driver is frightened. Dare to step on the brakes, for fear that the car will dance ballet on the ice.

Isabella was stuck on a road that couldn't be seen for a long time.Three hours ago, she forgot that there was a banquet that she was required to attend today, and she spent the afternoon with Carol on the ski resort, only to realize that she had forgotten when she received a call from her sister at five o'clock. A big event happened.

"How long will it take to be blocked?" Isabella looked at the time and said to herself.

The taxi driver thought she was talking to him, shook his head and said, "Maybe, the snow is too heavy."

Isabella began to quickly calculate the distance from here to Buckingham Palace in her mind. She can run three meters per second at the fastest, and the time spent waiting for a taxi is not as good as getting out of the car and running to the banquet hall.

After thinking this through, she threw down a banknote, opened the door decisively, jumped out of the car and ran away, leaving behind the dumbfounded taxi driver. She said, "There's no need to look for it."

Fortunately, the snow had stopped at this moment, and Isabella was like a slippery loach in the traffic flow. She nimbly avoided the traffic flow, and finally, she arrived at Buckingham Palace 10 minutes before the banquet started.

Isabella leaned against the wall panting, and let the maids change into cumbersome and luxurious dresses for her. A dignified and elegant royal princess.

"Oh, Isabella, how are you doing? I heard Harry say you've moved out of Cambridge?"

It was Princess Beatrice of the royal family. She wore a beige floor-length dress, and a diamond belt around her waist perfectly outlined her graceful figure.

Isabella smiled gently and said, "Yes, there are always many inconveniences at school."

"Indeed, just the bodyguard sleeping next to me makes me unbearable..." Princess Beatrice gently stroked her heart, and the handsome man standing beside her stepped forward, held her hand thoughtfully, and compared Princess Beatrice introduced to Isabella with a smile, "Paolo Riuzzo, a gentleman from America, is now my boyfriend."

Impulsive, irritable, emotionally unstable, often touching his tie should have anxiety disorder, and there is a scar on his hand indicating that he has fought with others. Isabella quickly concluded that this American nobleman might have violent tendencies.But she didn't show it on her face. Isabella nodded slightly, and her smile was just right, not too affectionate, nor alienated. She said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Riuzzo."

"Me too. It's an honor to meet you, Your Highness."

This is great, her two sisters, Princess Beatrice and Princess Eugenie, have found boyfriends. Isabella never believed in marriage, and the two only relied on their wedding vows Can we join hands for a lifetime?Even if you swear to God under the witness of the pastor, can you stay together forever?Then why are there still so many people in this world who are heartbroken, leaving only a broken heart?

Since she was a child, Isabella has attracted a lot of suitors with her outstanding beauty and noble family background. She has never accepted any of these people. Isabella doesn't understand how those people can do it. Even if you don't know yourself, you can praise her eye-catching eyes and how kind and pure her character is in front of her?

There were so many cups and cups, and I don't know how many noble girls found their favorite Prince Charming at this dinner party. Between the clothes and temples, the glances at each other often foretell the future ending.

Isabella had no interest in such parties, she did not want to know the trifles that were popular among these spoiled girls, and she could not bear their shallow remarks.Anyway, the annual royal dinner has no value other than giving these noble children of marriageable age a decent chance to get to know each other.

"Hello, Your Royal Highness," the young gentleman in a velvet tuxedo bowed slightly, "I am Alexander Cavendish."

"Hello, Mr. Cavendish." Isabella said reservedly.Her attitude is cordial and polite, and her manners are always perfect as long as she wants to.

"I heard you studied Economics at Cambridge University, where my father was Professor Emeritus for a while, so I thought if you needed help, please do let me do it for you."

"Okay, thank you so much," Isabella smiled softly, "I will, if I need it."

"With the liberty to ask... your current mentor is..."

"Sarah Julie." Isabella thought in her heart how to quickly get rid of Mr. Cavendish's endless chatter.

"Oh! She had a very close relationship with my father back then. They once traveled around Paris together. It's very interesting, isn't it?" Alexander's sincere and friendly tone was like chatting with an old friend who had been with him for many years. "Did she talk to you? Remember my father?"

"Uh, I don't seem to remember it. Maybe I made a mistake. Who would disrespect someone as good as your father?" Isabella flattered hypocritically.

"Indeed," Alexander smiled, "I still remember that my sister and you are alumni!"

"Gordonston Middle School," Isabella nodded, "Miss Cavendish was a lively and cheerful lady at that time, and I have a good relationship with her and Miss Campbell... Who seems to be Miss Campbell? "

"Yes." Alexander said and looked in the direction of Isabella's eyes. Miss Campbell, who was knocked out of the sailboat by Isabella, was standing alone in the middle of the banquet hall.

Isabella thought about it, and she walked towards Miss Campbell kindly and kindly. The latter looked at Isabella in horror, and the smile that was decent in the eyes of others was malicious in the eyes of Miss Campbell. She took a step back in horror.

"Good evening, Miss Campbell," said Isabella warmly. "This is Mr. Alexander Cavendish."

"Hello..." Although Miss Campbell was afraid of her, her good self-cultivation cheered her up, and she bowed to Mr. Cavendish Jr.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Campbell."

"Ah! My sister called me over there, excuse me." Isabella smiled apologetically. She lifted her skirt and slowly backed out.

Her Royal Highness, who had fled away, decided to sit in an unobtrusive corner to avoid the flock of admirers chatting with her. The weather was getting colder, and there was a layer of water vapor on the glass windows, although The fireplace in the hall was burning brightly, and Her Royal Highness, who was only wearing a tulle dress, still felt a little cold. I really don’t know why the annual royal dinner is moved to December. Is it because of celebrating Christmas?

This year's Christmas is as boring as previous years, a quiet and silent family dinner, the only difference is that Buckingham Palace has many more pine trees of different shapes, they are decorated with balls, decorative lights, candy bars and bells, in Isabella As a child, she once cut one of Her Majesty's favorite pine trees into the shape of a DNA double helix.

It started snowing again outside the window, and Isabella watched the snowflakes drifting silently across the night sky through the window, realizing that another year had passed.

The author has something to say:

=..= I thought of another stalk, the heroine and Maggie had a secret relationship, the royal family didn’t know, and then the two met at a banquet, one was the British government, the other was the princess of the royal family, and they had to pretend that they didn’t know each other well , polite greetings, and then during the meal, the two of them just sat across from each other. On the surface, Mai Ge was talking to Her Majesty the Queen calmly, and the hostess kicked his calf under the table.Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.