[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

"Isa..."

The old retro hanging paintings have not been cleaned for a long time, and the oil painting crumbs rolled up like fish scales, and it tremblingly grasped the canvas, although only the last bit of painting crumbs were left connected.The once-repaired handrails of the wooden stairs are as clean as new, which is far from the building in memory.Isabella walked step by step in the unfamiliar Buckingham Palace, the huge room seemed to have been pressed the stop button.She stopped and stood at the top of the stairs looking down into the hall.

Dead silence.Isabella went to look at the clock hanging on the wall. It was an antique from the 60s. The Annunciation Bird would emerge from the chimney decoration on the hour. The room is even more weird, just like the tense atmosphere rendered before the weird clown in old-fashioned horror movies, you don't know when it will appear, maybe in the next second, maybe it will never appear.

"That's where I jumped down the stairs."

Isabella turned her head suddenly, and at some point beside her stood a lady with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing the famous "Pearl Tears" crown.

Princess Diana patted Isabella's shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Isa, my little girl."

"Mom..." Isabella hesitated, she began to be unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.She once heard that Princess Diana jumped down the stairs in a trance when she was pregnant with her brother.

"Nice to meet you. You look like me... nose, lips." Princess Diana raised her hand and stroked Isabella's cheek. "You were so small when I left..."

This is a dream.Isabella told herself so.Because of her longing for her mother, the phantom of Princess Diana will be produced.The Annunciation Bird popped out of the wall clock unexpectedly, a series of rapid bells rang, and the sweet fairy tale dream was severely shattered, revealing the sad and grotesque tragedy inside.The clown finally made an appearance, and it deliberately chose the scene of the mother-daughter relationship to make a grand debut.Everything is different, just like every child who believes that there is a Santa Claus in this world will be forced to grow up at a certain moment and understand the indifference and cruelty of this world.There is no fairytale happy ending where the prince and princess live happily ever after.Princess Diana in front of her threw the crown downstairs, and the "tears of pearls" were torn apart, just like her irretrievable love, she stood at the top of the stairs without hesitation and jumped down.

"Mom—"

Isabella was profusely sweating, and the symptoms of her headache were relieved a lot. What she saw was white at first glance, and the pungent smell of disinfectant rushed into her nasal cavity.The foreign body feeling caused by the special effect makeup on her face disappeared. It seemed that Mr. Holmes carefully removed the makeup for her.Isabella turned her head slowly and saw her brother sitting beside her bed.

"Isabella? Are you okay?" Prince William looked at his little sister worriedly.

"It's okay... just a little fever, nothing wrong." Isabella coughed a few times. She thought that no one would see her when she woke up.

"That's good. Well...you know, it's very troublesome for the royal family to go out, and there are always some gossip reporters chasing and blocking...so my father asked me to come and see you."

"Father knows?" Isabella's mind was in a mess. She didn't know how many things Mycroft had revealed to His Royal Highness, but I hope he didn't tell about the rose party!

"Yes. Mr. Holmes called." Prince William thoughtfully handed over a glass of water, "Seriously, how did you get kidnapped?"

"Uh... I don't know, I have a headache... I can't remember some things."

"Okay. But you have to be mentally prepared, you may have to be grounded again." Prince William shrugged and said helplessly.

"And Mr. Holmes?"

"He is very busy."

Isabella desperately wanted to see McCoff himself at this moment, she had to make the worst plan in her mind, if he told everything, how would she justify it?

"take a good rest."

"Good-bye, brother," said Isabella kindly.

The ward was quiet for less than 5 minutes before the door was knocked again.

"Come in!" Isabella cheered up. Perhaps it was Mr. Holmes who came in this time?

"Hi...Isabella, I'm sorry to bother you."

Well, it's Auston.Isabella pouted.Judging by the timid way he looked, he must have been interrogated by Mr. Holmes, and the result was obvious. God, can anyone survive two rounds at the hands of the Circus boss?

Auston was embarrassed to look directly at her, and lowered his head and whispered, "I... I'm sorry, Mr. Holmes is too scary... I told him that you are Rosie, the founder of Rose Party."

"It doesn't matter," Isabella said feebly, "he'll find out anyway."

"Also... About the kidnapping case, I've got you involved."

"It's okay, if it weren't for me, you might be being BBQed."

"Uh!"

Isabella showed a smirk, and even coaxed Oston out of the ward with two or three words.

Auston standing at the door of the ward: What am I doing here?

Isabella took a deep breath. Holmes is a typical politician. If you want him to keep a secret, you must put forward a bargaining chip that he is interested in, so that you are eligible to negotiate with him.But what is he interested in now?

"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked rhythmically.

"Please come in."

McCoff changed into a three-piece suit and walked into the ward slowly like a nobleman. He had a decent smile on his face, just like an elder condolences, and he just showed his concern for Isabella: "I'm sorry, I just finished the meeting, does Your Highness feel uncomfortable?"

"Yes," Isabella smiled meaningfully, seeing that McCoff had a bad feeling, "I feel very uncomfortable."

"Oh?" Mycroft asked back.

"What did you tell my dad?" Isabella asked eagerly.

Mycroft sat down gracefully. He smiled, threw the question back, and said slowly, "What do you want me to say?"

The three elements of a politician: kicking the ball, playing Tai Chi, and guessing charades!Looking at that leisurely and relaxed face, Isabella gritted her teeth secretly, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry! Mr. Holmes, I have caused you trouble! Also, thank you! Mr. Holmes, thank you for saving me! "

These words sounded less sincere than the "sorry" she said before she fell into a coma.McCoff took out a transparent bag from the inner pocket of his suit, and there was a small mobile phone in it.

"My cell phone?"

Mycroft handed it to her and said, "Yes, found it on the kidnappers, I think you need it."

"Indeed... thank you, sir." Isabella weighed it in her hands.Seeing her suspicious look, Mycroft laughed dumbfoundedly.

"There are no bugs, you can rest assured. The royal family is not within the scope of MI6's wiretapping."

"I'm sorry," Isabella said confidently, "please forgive me, I think anyone will suspect the bad side of things that have passed through your hands."

Mycroft showed a "very regretful" expression. He stood up and said, "I'm really sorry. You have a good rest. You will be transferred to Buckingham Palace for rest in three days."

Isabella asked angrily, "So what did you tell my dad?"

"Anaughtyjourney." The inscrutable smirk on McCoff's face made Isabella roll her eyes, and she stuck out her tongue at McCoff rudely.

"Etiquette, Your Royal Highness." Mycroft reminded me.

The author has something to say:

Princess Diana was really beautiful when she was young! !The heroine is about six or seven points like her.I can't type on my mobile phone and I can't put the picture ORZ