[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

Inspector Lestrade carefully looked at the graceful girl in front of him. She put one hand on her waist, and the golden thread on her cuff reflected the light of the setting sun. A peaceful smile slowly faded on the rose-like delicate and beautiful face.

"God...you're Isabella?!" Poor Inspector Lestrade couldn't confirm for a long time that the aristocratic girl in front of her, who looked like she walked out of a classical oil painting in the eighteenth century, was the clever, alert, and personable girl. A cheerful blonde girl, she was the only person Lestrade had ever met who could keep up with Sherlock's thoughts.Accustomed to seeing Isabella wearing a simple French shirt and jeans running around the crime scene following Sherlock, Lestrade looked at the luxurious and compelling girl with luxurious jewels, and for a moment I don't know what to say.

"Yes, Mr. Inspector," Isabella said with a smile, "are you chasing the thief from the Dimea Charity Auction House?"

"Uh, yes, I saw him enter Buckingham Palace..." Inspector Lestrade hadn't recovered from his shock, "My God, you are..."

"His Royal Highness Princess Isabella." The guard who was dissatisfied with Lestrade's rudeness and called Isabella by her first name couldn't help but reminded.

"Ah..." Inspector Lestrade took a long time to find his chin, and he sighed helplessly, "What big people are around me..."

"Andy, you take someone to help Inspector Lestrade search the area, there are distinguished guests coming from afar tonight, please don't make any mistakes, understand?" Isabella said lightly.

"Yes, Your Highness." The guard snapped to attention and saluted.

Isabella nodded slightly, showing the proper reserve that belonged to the royal princess.Isabella lifted the skirt sideways, revealing her curvaceous slender fair neck, and said lightly: "Goodbye, I hope you will bring the thief to justice as soon as possible."

"Uh, I will...Your Highness." Inspector Lestrade subconsciously replied as if he had been greatly shocked.

The setting sun reflected the centuries-old bricks and tiles on the towering castle dome golden, and the weather turned cooler, and white pigeons skipped over the well-manicured lush lawn of Buckingham Palace.It was already [-]:[-], and Isabella hurried through the carved corridor. The men and women who filed out were orderly, their sleeves were spotless, and the arms holding the silver dinner plates were extremely stable.The maids are well-trained. They wear Mary Jane shoes with a height of five centimeters, and the soles of the shoes do not make a sound when they step on the smooth marble floor.

The delicacies and wines were neatly arranged on the white tablecloth, and the servants lifted the silver covers as if by magic. Isabella greeted her brothers and sisters one by one with a perfect smile on her face.After exchanging simple greetings, she continued to walk in. The already magnificent banquet hall was specially decorated, at least the oil painting frames of portraits of monarchs hanging on the wall that had not been touched for many years were carefully wiped down.Isabella glanced at the purple-red and clear wine liquid, and the mellow and fragrant aroma that had been fermented for many years wafted into her nose. She was sure that this batch of goods must have come from her father's winery in Highgrove Manor, at least ten years old. Year-long top red wine.

After waiting for a while, the Spanish prince and princess arrived. Prince Daniel came from the Bourbon family, a branch of the "Europe's first family" the French royal family Capet family. Like his father, King Felipe, he had a pair of bushy eyebrows. His nose is inherited from Queen Letizia, the first commoner in Spanish history. She is tall and heroic, and Prince Daniel is personable. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to this dinner party, and he is carefully dressed from head to toe. However, Isabella didn't get much valuable information from him.

"Your Highness," Prince Daniel greeted all the way, and the polite smile on his lips involuntarily deepened when he reached Isabella's eyes, "You are still so beautiful."

Isabella smiled, stretched out her hand noblely, and briefly shook hands with Prince Daniel. She said, "You too, you are still so handsome. I often hear about you in far away England."

"Oh? What news?" Prince Daniel asked with great interest. His English was not very standard, and he still pronounced Spanish words, although he tried his best to speak English enough.

Isabella was speechless in her heart, she just mentioned it casually, but she quickly reacted and said, "I heard that you are very good at equestrian skills."

How can there be no nobles who don't practice equestrianism?If Prince Daniel is smart, he will be able to hear the perfunctory in Isabella's words.

"Well... barely, compared to His Royal Highness Prince Charles, it's just a small skill." Prince Daniel said modestly.

"You are humble..." Isabella complimented her lips, and glanced around the banquet hall without any trace. The people around had tacitly vacated this space for her and Prince Daniel, and Princess Sofia and her His sister, Princess Eugenie, had a good chat.

Isabella's heart was full of alarm bells. Combined with the hesitant attitude of the maid before and the jewelry on her body, which was obviously higher than that of the two sisters, Isabella came to a conclusion that shocked her—maybe she wanted her Married to the Spanish royal family?

"London's climate is much more comfortable than Madrid's, with a pleasant climate in all seasons, unlike Madrid, which has little rain in summer," said Prince Daniel.

"The only downside to London is that you need to change your clothes a lot." Isabella joked.

"Oh, I think it's very romantic. The opportunity to walk with your lover in the rain is not very common in Madrid."

Isabella nodded, she wanted to end this boring and embarrassing conversation as soon as possible, she desperately wanted to do something to avoid Prince Daniel.

At this time, the Royal Symphony Orchestra played "Elizabeth Serenade", and the princes and nobles invited their partners to dance a waltz in the middle of the dance floor.

Isabella could hardly hide the resistance in her eyes. She lowered her eyes, tried her best to maintain royal etiquette, and whispered, "Sorry, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable..."

Prince Daniel's outstretched hand stopped stiffly in the air, and he showed concern at the right time: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay... sorry..." Isabella almost ran away. Regardless of the strong oppression brought by the corset, she hurried out of the banquet hall. She didn't feel the discomfort in her heart until she stood in the empty garden. Lighten up slightly.

Thoughts are turbulent, although it is not the eighteenth century, royal marriages must be determined by elders, and her two sisters are free in love.But the signal sent by this banquet is also obvious.Although she believes that Her Majesty the Queen will not force her to accept a marriage she is not willing to do, it is not a long-term solution. Even if she bids farewell to the Spanish prince, there will be a Moroccan prince and a Jordanian prince in the future. She cannot stay unmarried forever.

She had to come up with a solution once and for all.

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My life of studying from 8 o'clock to 12 in the evening every day made me die suddenly.

The separator in the middle of the name is always swallowed, helpless.