[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose
Chapter 72
After happily exchanging phone numbers with Jasmine, Isabella drove back to Buckingham Palace.Fortunately, the dinner party was over when she returned, which saved her from the most lethal food in the British Empire.
"Woof!" Scott rushed out from between the maid Ariel's ankles like a round shell, and his short legs grabbed Isabella's shoes.
"Sit down," Isabella ordered, and Scott stuck out his tongue and gasped in a good-natured manner, and sat obediently at her feet. "You seem to be getting fat again, don't you?"
Ariel helplessly looked at the unusually well-behaved Corgi puppy in front of its owner, "Your Highness, it eats an astonishingly large amount every day."
"He should exercise more, by the way, is grandma back?"
"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen finished her vacation from Windsor Castle yesterday and already had dinner. Do you need anything else to eat?"
Rejecting the maid's proposal, Isabella changed into a sky-blue satin floor-length dress and walked through the deep and magnificent corridors. She didn't like the oil portraits of successive monarchs hanging on both sides, which made her feel like It's as uncomfortable as being watched.What's more, the wall lamps on both sides of this corridor are very old, and the brightness can barely illuminate the cracks near the wall, but for the road under the feet, it is still so dim. Gradually fading, the shadow of the sun falling on the castle terrace moved little by little until it left sadly.
She politely knocked on the door of the reception room. The heavy mahogany door shook her bones and joints numbly. When she opened the door, Her Majesty the Queen was sitting on the sofa, talking to Princess Beatrice beside her.Seeing her coming, the queen is like any kind old man who hasn't seen her granddaughter for a long time, and the wrinkles on her face are wrinkled into a beautiful flower under her smile.
"Grandma, how are you doing?" Isabella approached with a smile and held her hand.
"I feel good." Her Majesty smiled and patted the back of Isabella's hand. "I heard that you intend to pursue a doctorate degree. That's very good."
"This is just a preliminary plan, and it's not certain whether it will go smoothly," Isabella said modestly, she turned her head to look at Princess Beatrice, and smiled, "It's been a long time, when will my sister come back?" of?"
Princess Beatrice's heavy base makeup and eye makeup can't hide her tired look, and the princess's smile is very standard. If it weren't for her slack eyes that have exposed her recent unsatisfactory life, Isabella might really I would believe that she thanked the guests behind closed doors because she really relaxed and went on vacation to recuperate.
"A few days ago," Princess Beatrice said slowly.
"I just saw her today too," Her Majesty said angrily, "By the way, Beatrice, what did you say earlier?"
Princess Beatrice was silent for a while, she forced a smile, lowered her head and whispered, "I want to go to the United States this Christmas holiday..."
Her Majesty the Queen, who was drinking tea from an enamel-colored porcelain double-eared teacup, instantly changed her amiable and relaxed expression. Although her face was not as gloomy as a storm, Isabella carefully noticed that the smile on the corner of grandma's lips gradually changed. light.
"Is it because of Mr. Riuzzo?" Her Majesty asked calmly.
Princess Beatrice did not speak, and the room fell into dead silence for a while.
"I didn't object to the two of you at the beginning, but it turned out that this gentleman is not a person of noble character," Her Majesty the Queen said in a slow manner, and said every sentence to the point, "I don't want to know how those photos are. I haven’t asked about how you cooperated with the filming, because I think you can learn from this incident.”
"..."
"You know that those evil terrorist organizations are blackmailing the royal family. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to solve this possible royal scandal. Beatrice, what do you think?"
Isabella lowered her eyes, and she could feel the blame in grandma's tone. Whenever she got into trouble, grandma would use this kind of discussion to educate herself.It's just that the protagonist who was lectured today was replaced by my sister.Judging by how angry grandma is, the photos hidden in the safe may not be too small.
"I..." Princess Beatrice couldn't help sobbing, "I'm sorry, grandma, I know this incident has caused a lot of trouble to the royal family...but, it's been so many days...I try my best every day To forget about Paul, but..."
"Mr. Riuzzo sold your photo to the notorious criminal organization in the Caribbean—Michael X. Mr. Holmes told me. Even so, can't you hate him?" Her Majesty's voice was low, obviously Negative emotion of disappointment.
"I..." Princess Beatrice's sobs gradually increased, and finally broke down, "I'm sorry... I just want to see him one last time..."
Her Majesty looked away in disappointment. After a long silence, she suddenly said, "Isabella, what if it was you?"
Isabella, who was wandering on the sidelines, was suddenly named. She considered for a moment, and tried to mediate between the oppressive atmosphere between the two, "Well... I can't say, I may not be able to empathize with my sister's mood, so I can't. I am qualified to speak my opinion."
Her Majesty the Queen recalled Isabella's ambiguous sexual orientation that was photographed by the media before, and her head seemed to hurt even more. Why are the princesses and princes of the younger generation exactly the same in terms of rebellion.
"Isabella, you go to rest first, tomorrow there will be an event about the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the George VI Daytime Memorial Hall," Her Majesty said with a worried face, "Also, Beatrice, I think you still have time It takes a period of reflection, during which time you can live in Buckingham Palace with peace of mind."
Isabella didn't hear the following conversation clearly. She jumped up from the sofa in time, hurried back to the room to rest, and then stayed in the reception room. I'm afraid grandma would turn her gun and talk about herself after she finished talking about her sister.
I have to say that McCoff is really an excellent partner. Since the last time I promised to help her solve all kinds of weird marriage dances in other countries, she has not received an invitation for such a long time. It is unnecessary and unfamiliar The feeling of hypocrisy and submissiveness is really refreshing.
Before the hazy rain had time to moisten the dusty ground, as if being warned by someone sternly, at six o'clock in the morning the sun seized the time to take over the work of the cold rain and drove the rain behind the clouds. The royal car was already on the way. After waiting at the door for a long time, Isabella let the maid Ariel pin a golden olive leaf brooch on her. She looked up at herself in the mirror and smoothed the folds of the shirt on her chest.
Isabella put on a dark green short cashmere coat, and the guards opened the car door for her first. At the same time, Her Majesty the Queen was also fully dressed and got into the car surrounded by her attendants.
As for the route to the memorial hall, Mycroft designed no less than ten routes, and no one knows which route Her Majesty will take until the day of the event.
The drivers and security personnel at the scene were nervous. They used the walkie-talkie to discuss the process. Isabella could hear them whispering about the work at the event site. The most mentioned name was Sharon—they used this name to refer to Her Majesty the Queen. .
The venue of the event was grandly arranged. It could be seen that the person in charge of the memorial looked nervous. The TV cameras and reporters squatted at the scene early. Isabella obediently followed Her Majesty with a sincere and elegant smile on her face. , Every frown and smile makes people hard to fault.
As early as when the George VI Memorial Hall was first established, Her Majesty the Queen came here once. At that time, she was a young and noble new monarch of Great Britain. Time flies, and when she came here again, Her Majesty the Queen was already a hale and hearty old man. .
On both sides of the road were supporters of the royal family who arrived after learning that Her Majesty the Queen would be attending the event. Some of them were alone, some were holding their children, but without exception, they were all dressed dignifiedly and well-dressed to attend.
"When Ms. Marna explained to me the first time she wanted to set up a memorial hall about King George VI, I was very moved, but now, this memorial hall has gone through ups and downs for half a century..."
Her Majesty's speech was sincere and respectful. The British people like such a royal family. Her standard Cockney accent has been imitated by countless citizens.
Isabella stood one step behind Her Majesty, a friendly and polite smile seemed to be engraved on her face. The speech was not too long, but she still couldn't help her divergent gaze.
Hmm...Look, how many of the three inner and outer walls are agents disguised as security guards?For example, the couple dressed up as newlyweds, the excited and sweet expressions on their faces are not bad, and their acting skills are remarkable, but what happened to the empty right ring finger? Is MI6 reluctant to buy a diamond ring?
Her Majesty's speech took 10 minutes. If it was longer, Isabella would be able to pick out all the agents present, and gift one or two hundred flaw points to McCoff as a friendly gift.
However, the latter unexpectedly did not come to the scene in person, and Isabella saw Anthea who blended into the event in a low-key manner.
At the end of the speech, some young children spontaneously held a large bouquet of bright and fragrant flowers. They smiled shyly and presented the bouquet to Her Majesty the Queen with both hands.The queen smiled in surprise, and even leaned down and gave them a gentle hug.
The young children straightened up their little bodies and saluted the Queen in return.Then bouncing forward, they opened a pair of big shiny eyes, and presented another bouquet of flowers to Isabella with both hands.She froze for a moment, burst into a gorgeous smile, took the bouquet and rubbed their soft and fluffy heads.
The event went very smoothly. Isabella's nose was overwhelmed by the smell of the domineering perfume lily. When she saw Anthea in the crowd answering the phone, her expression suddenly became serious, as if something important had happened.An Xiya glanced back at the activities in progress. Her Majesty had already reached the stage where Her Majesty shook hands with the person in charge, but she didn't have the heart to watch any further. Sabella recognized it as one of McCoff's many vehicles.
Something must have happened, Isabella's heart skipped a beat.
The author has something to say:
新年快乐呀各位!!感谢在2021-02-0901:03:52~2021-02-1215:10:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 99 bottles of kangaroos; 1 bottle of zy Xiaolian who can't lose weight;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
"Woof!" Scott rushed out from between the maid Ariel's ankles like a round shell, and his short legs grabbed Isabella's shoes.
"Sit down," Isabella ordered, and Scott stuck out his tongue and gasped in a good-natured manner, and sat obediently at her feet. "You seem to be getting fat again, don't you?"
Ariel helplessly looked at the unusually well-behaved Corgi puppy in front of its owner, "Your Highness, it eats an astonishingly large amount every day."
"He should exercise more, by the way, is grandma back?"
"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen finished her vacation from Windsor Castle yesterday and already had dinner. Do you need anything else to eat?"
Rejecting the maid's proposal, Isabella changed into a sky-blue satin floor-length dress and walked through the deep and magnificent corridors. She didn't like the oil portraits of successive monarchs hanging on both sides, which made her feel like It's as uncomfortable as being watched.What's more, the wall lamps on both sides of this corridor are very old, and the brightness can barely illuminate the cracks near the wall, but for the road under the feet, it is still so dim. Gradually fading, the shadow of the sun falling on the castle terrace moved little by little until it left sadly.
She politely knocked on the door of the reception room. The heavy mahogany door shook her bones and joints numbly. When she opened the door, Her Majesty the Queen was sitting on the sofa, talking to Princess Beatrice beside her.Seeing her coming, the queen is like any kind old man who hasn't seen her granddaughter for a long time, and the wrinkles on her face are wrinkled into a beautiful flower under her smile.
"Grandma, how are you doing?" Isabella approached with a smile and held her hand.
"I feel good." Her Majesty smiled and patted the back of Isabella's hand. "I heard that you intend to pursue a doctorate degree. That's very good."
"This is just a preliminary plan, and it's not certain whether it will go smoothly," Isabella said modestly, she turned her head to look at Princess Beatrice, and smiled, "It's been a long time, when will my sister come back?" of?"
Princess Beatrice's heavy base makeup and eye makeup can't hide her tired look, and the princess's smile is very standard. If it weren't for her slack eyes that have exposed her recent unsatisfactory life, Isabella might really I would believe that she thanked the guests behind closed doors because she really relaxed and went on vacation to recuperate.
"A few days ago," Princess Beatrice said slowly.
"I just saw her today too," Her Majesty said angrily, "By the way, Beatrice, what did you say earlier?"
Princess Beatrice was silent for a while, she forced a smile, lowered her head and whispered, "I want to go to the United States this Christmas holiday..."
Her Majesty the Queen, who was drinking tea from an enamel-colored porcelain double-eared teacup, instantly changed her amiable and relaxed expression. Although her face was not as gloomy as a storm, Isabella carefully noticed that the smile on the corner of grandma's lips gradually changed. light.
"Is it because of Mr. Riuzzo?" Her Majesty asked calmly.
Princess Beatrice did not speak, and the room fell into dead silence for a while.
"I didn't object to the two of you at the beginning, but it turned out that this gentleman is not a person of noble character," Her Majesty the Queen said in a slow manner, and said every sentence to the point, "I don't want to know how those photos are. I haven’t asked about how you cooperated with the filming, because I think you can learn from this incident.”
"..."
"You know that those evil terrorist organizations are blackmailing the royal family. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to solve this possible royal scandal. Beatrice, what do you think?"
Isabella lowered her eyes, and she could feel the blame in grandma's tone. Whenever she got into trouble, grandma would use this kind of discussion to educate herself.It's just that the protagonist who was lectured today was replaced by my sister.Judging by how angry grandma is, the photos hidden in the safe may not be too small.
"I..." Princess Beatrice couldn't help sobbing, "I'm sorry, grandma, I know this incident has caused a lot of trouble to the royal family...but, it's been so many days...I try my best every day To forget about Paul, but..."
"Mr. Riuzzo sold your photo to the notorious criminal organization in the Caribbean—Michael X. Mr. Holmes told me. Even so, can't you hate him?" Her Majesty's voice was low, obviously Negative emotion of disappointment.
"I..." Princess Beatrice's sobs gradually increased, and finally broke down, "I'm sorry... I just want to see him one last time..."
Her Majesty looked away in disappointment. After a long silence, she suddenly said, "Isabella, what if it was you?"
Isabella, who was wandering on the sidelines, was suddenly named. She considered for a moment, and tried to mediate between the oppressive atmosphere between the two, "Well... I can't say, I may not be able to empathize with my sister's mood, so I can't. I am qualified to speak my opinion."
Her Majesty the Queen recalled Isabella's ambiguous sexual orientation that was photographed by the media before, and her head seemed to hurt even more. Why are the princesses and princes of the younger generation exactly the same in terms of rebellion.
"Isabella, you go to rest first, tomorrow there will be an event about the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the George VI Daytime Memorial Hall," Her Majesty said with a worried face, "Also, Beatrice, I think you still have time It takes a period of reflection, during which time you can live in Buckingham Palace with peace of mind."
Isabella didn't hear the following conversation clearly. She jumped up from the sofa in time, hurried back to the room to rest, and then stayed in the reception room. I'm afraid grandma would turn her gun and talk about herself after she finished talking about her sister.
I have to say that McCoff is really an excellent partner. Since the last time I promised to help her solve all kinds of weird marriage dances in other countries, she has not received an invitation for such a long time. It is unnecessary and unfamiliar The feeling of hypocrisy and submissiveness is really refreshing.
Before the hazy rain had time to moisten the dusty ground, as if being warned by someone sternly, at six o'clock in the morning the sun seized the time to take over the work of the cold rain and drove the rain behind the clouds. The royal car was already on the way. After waiting at the door for a long time, Isabella let the maid Ariel pin a golden olive leaf brooch on her. She looked up at herself in the mirror and smoothed the folds of the shirt on her chest.
Isabella put on a dark green short cashmere coat, and the guards opened the car door for her first. At the same time, Her Majesty the Queen was also fully dressed and got into the car surrounded by her attendants.
As for the route to the memorial hall, Mycroft designed no less than ten routes, and no one knows which route Her Majesty will take until the day of the event.
The drivers and security personnel at the scene were nervous. They used the walkie-talkie to discuss the process. Isabella could hear them whispering about the work at the event site. The most mentioned name was Sharon—they used this name to refer to Her Majesty the Queen. .
The venue of the event was grandly arranged. It could be seen that the person in charge of the memorial looked nervous. The TV cameras and reporters squatted at the scene early. Isabella obediently followed Her Majesty with a sincere and elegant smile on her face. , Every frown and smile makes people hard to fault.
As early as when the George VI Memorial Hall was first established, Her Majesty the Queen came here once. At that time, she was a young and noble new monarch of Great Britain. Time flies, and when she came here again, Her Majesty the Queen was already a hale and hearty old man. .
On both sides of the road were supporters of the royal family who arrived after learning that Her Majesty the Queen would be attending the event. Some of them were alone, some were holding their children, but without exception, they were all dressed dignifiedly and well-dressed to attend.
"When Ms. Marna explained to me the first time she wanted to set up a memorial hall about King George VI, I was very moved, but now, this memorial hall has gone through ups and downs for half a century..."
Her Majesty's speech was sincere and respectful. The British people like such a royal family. Her standard Cockney accent has been imitated by countless citizens.
Isabella stood one step behind Her Majesty, a friendly and polite smile seemed to be engraved on her face. The speech was not too long, but she still couldn't help her divergent gaze.
Hmm...Look, how many of the three inner and outer walls are agents disguised as security guards?For example, the couple dressed up as newlyweds, the excited and sweet expressions on their faces are not bad, and their acting skills are remarkable, but what happened to the empty right ring finger? Is MI6 reluctant to buy a diamond ring?
Her Majesty's speech took 10 minutes. If it was longer, Isabella would be able to pick out all the agents present, and gift one or two hundred flaw points to McCoff as a friendly gift.
However, the latter unexpectedly did not come to the scene in person, and Isabella saw Anthea who blended into the event in a low-key manner.
At the end of the speech, some young children spontaneously held a large bouquet of bright and fragrant flowers. They smiled shyly and presented the bouquet to Her Majesty the Queen with both hands.The queen smiled in surprise, and even leaned down and gave them a gentle hug.
The young children straightened up their little bodies and saluted the Queen in return.Then bouncing forward, they opened a pair of big shiny eyes, and presented another bouquet of flowers to Isabella with both hands.She froze for a moment, burst into a gorgeous smile, took the bouquet and rubbed their soft and fluffy heads.
The event went very smoothly. Isabella's nose was overwhelmed by the smell of the domineering perfume lily. When she saw Anthea in the crowd answering the phone, her expression suddenly became serious, as if something important had happened.An Xiya glanced back at the activities in progress. Her Majesty had already reached the stage where Her Majesty shook hands with the person in charge, but she didn't have the heart to watch any further. Sabella recognized it as one of McCoff's many vehicles.
Something must have happened, Isabella's heart skipped a beat.
The author has something to say:
新年快乐呀各位!!感谢在2021-02-0901:03:52~2021-02-1215:10:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 99 bottles of kangaroos; 1 bottle of zy Xiaolian who can't lose weight;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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