[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

The black umbrella casually tapped on the marble floor, and the man climbed up the stairs step by step, walking steadily and gently.The maid who led the way only brought him to the top of the stairs, bowed deeply to him, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness.

The corridor on this floor was dark and deep, with oil paintings of Her Majesty the Queen when she was young hanging on the walls on both sides.

He is dressed more grandly today than in the past, not to mention the three-piece black suit that was ironed properly, the dark fog purple tie faintly flashed with silver threads, and a delicate and elegant tie clip is quietly fastened. On the top, the light gray shirt is stiff, and the pointed collar of the shirt is neatly tied up with a Windsor knot. The man's extraordinary height is even more luxurious under the suit.Mycroft stopped at the entrance to the terrace.

The woman standing on the edge of the castle terrace with her back facing him and looking down at the entire palace is elegant and majestic. She is wearing a gorgeous long dress that is the opposite of her usual casual clothes. The slender back of the neck is like the long neck of a swan standing proudly.

Isabella deliberately did not change the grand dress she just wore in front of the camera. This dress was made strictly according to the specifications of the royal princess in the [-]th century. Every gold and silver thread was stitched by an embroiderer Hand sewn.She was silently telling Mycroft that although she was stubborn and undisciplined and disliked the restrictive royal etiquette, her status was still a princess of the British Empire and she was not an object to be teased.

Apparently, that unexplained kiss made her sullen to this day.

The terrace was windy, and the crimson shawl she wore around her waist swayed in the wind, like a vintage lady in an oil painting.

Isabella stared at the lush royal garden in the distance. She heard the familiar sound of leather shoes hitting the ground behind her and stopped abruptly. After a long silence between each other, she suddenly spoke unexpectedly: "Alllivesend, all hearts are broken."

Mycroft clasped his hands and leaned on the black umbrella, quietly waiting for Isabella's next words.

"You told me this," Isabella said in a cold tone, "then why are you here today?"

The man's wise eyes looked at her back calmly. Isabella was very smart, and she left her back to him, thinking that this would cover up the complex emotions that were really surging in her heart.

"Foryou." He said softly.

"..." Isabella's heart sank suddenly, and she tried her best to suppress her trembling voice, concealing her no longer calm heart, "Mycroft, this is not like you, for you, emotion destroys reason The most dangerous thing."

"Yes, I used to believe that feelings would make my brain dull," Mycroft stepped forward, "For this reason, I made up my mind not to think about things about you, not to care about those surveillance videos about you, I I persisted for three days, and then found that this bottomless and spreading emotion is burning my heart all the time, and my reason is vulnerable to it.”

"..." Isabella subconsciously pinched the corner of the shawl.

"I forced the emotion to be stripped away, I ordered the memory palace to delete everything about you, I tried to let the reason return to the dominant position, but I found that I couldn't do it," Mycroft spoke at a slow pace, as if he had been practicing for a long time, " Even ICEMAN, his heart still beats."

"I'm not a god, Isabella," Mycroft's eyes darkened. "In my past life, I have seen too many stupid people in this world. Most of them are mediocre and do not know how to make progress. I will The world is not called a goldfish pond out of malice, but, it is.”

"However, your appearance made my cognition go wrong. Admittedly, I never thought before that that I would have love. Love, this is a mortal emotion, it blinds people, and I always stay out of it Seeing others struggling in love with cold eyes gave me a lot of vigilance. I will not allow my emotions to destroy my proud reason. So when I was in office, I swore that everything should be done in order to maintain the empire. Benefits are the most important thing. Isabella, it was your appearance that made me understand that feelings are by no means useless to people. On the contrary," Mycroft paused and smiled slightly, "it helps to think, yes You've made my brain more active and you've given me a new perspective on who I'm going to be with for the rest of my life."

"A series of terrorist attacks, London is not as safe as we imagined, I started to worry about you, but found that, despite your status as an outside guardian, I have no position to persuade you to accept the protection of MI6," he said The Adam's apple slid up and down, and he said with a self-deprecating smile, "Mycroft Holmes is not immune, no one can be alone after the arrival of love. Isabella, can you understand what I mean?"

"...Mycroft, even if everything is as you said," Isabella's heart was filled with indescribable joy from McCoff's sudden sincere words, but deep panic followed And worried, "However, I'm not sure how long your emotions will last over your reason. You know, the tragedy between my parents once made me determined to stay away from such a sweet and painful love."

"I can assure you," Mycroft took another step forward, keeping a delicate and polite distance between the two, he looked deeply at Isabella's back, and said, "I swear in the name of the Queen .”

Isabella turned her back to him, raised her head, the wind blew her cheeks, and the tears were dried by the wind before they dripped into her eyes. She pinched the shawl with her fingers too hard, and the blood gradually seeped from the tips of her ten fingers White gauze.

Seeing her still refusing to turn around to face him, Mycroft sighed and asked softly: "Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Isabella, why don't you dare to turn around and look at me? "(The love of young people is not from the heart, but from the eyes. -Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet")

Hearing this classic line from Shakespeare's play, she tightly pursed her lips, turned around slowly with a stiff neck, and McCoff was not far away from her. There was no one else outside, but they still maintained a restrained distance. The open-air round platform was not safe, and they all knew it well.So even though the words that came out of the two men's mouths were enough to shock the whole of Britain, the gestures of the two of them were still decent and alienated.

Mycroft's grey-blue eyes, which have always been cold, showed signs of melting in the depths, and the corners of his tight and hard lips softened, and it was truly a gentle smile from the heart crawling up his cheeks.

"Mycroft..." Isabella looked away in a panic, the long-lost heat filled her cheeks, and now she felt that even the cold wind could not stop her rising body temperature.

"Follow your heart, Loveismerelyamadness."

Taking a deep breath, Isabella closed her eyes and moaned softly as if angry: "...If I didn't mean to, what you kissed at the subway station might be the cold muzzle of Glock 43."

Mycroft smiled lowly, his chest vibrated, as if he knew her answer, he covered his lips with one hand, and the luxurious diamond cufflinks on the cuffs drew a dazzling track in the sun.

"You...you already knew that I would agree, didn't you?" Isabella looked at his unsurprised expression, not even a trace of excitement, and realized that she might have been seen through by him long ago.She glared at him angrily.

"Cough..." Mycroft smiled noncommittally, "I'm a politician, Your Highness, and I never do things that I'm not sure about."

"...I really restrained myself not to greet your face with my fist immediately after you confessed your love." Maybe it was because I spoke out and communicated with each other, and Isabella's tone was more casual , she looked unhappily at the happy man in front of her.

"Your Highness, be careful," Mycroft walked side by side with her, looking business-like from the outside, but what he said didn't mean that at all, he half-jokingly said, "England's roses can't be so rough. "

"Who gave this name..." Isabella held her forehead weakly, "I vaguely remember my mother's nickname back then was the English Rose..."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The terrace was very windy, and Isabella and Mycroft stepped into the corridor one after the other, and she closed the iron door leading to the terrace with her backhand.Blocking the only external light source, the deep and narrow corridor became even darker and blurred, only the dim yellow old candlesticks on both sides flickered with faint light.

Here, no one can see them, only the two of them in the narrow passage at this moment.Isabella closed the door and paused for three seconds, then jumped up suddenly, and before he could react, one hand grabbed Mycroft's neck and slammed him against the wall.

Mycroft's back hit the wall hard, God, he could even hear the duang sound of the soft, tactile, elastic back, and he was so grateful for the fat on his back that he sacrificed himself in this situation Make a buffer.

In fact, when Isabella suddenly looked at him with a weird and excited look in his eyes, the alarm bells were ringing in his heart. Although McCoff had neglected to exercise for a few years since he was out of the field, his body muscles remained. The deep memory allowed him to plan countless plans in his brain in just a few seconds to free himself from the other party's restraint, but without exception, they might hurt Isabella, so he marked all those plans Throw the fork in the trash.

After being hit on the back, he still had time to recall Isabella's rather amateur fighting posture, maybe he should teach her professional fighting skills next?

While Mycroft was still in deep thought, Isabella pounced on her tiptoes and kissed him hard on the lips, which was different from the gentle and restrained close kiss led by McCoff at the subway station. Her Royal Highness bit her lips. Touching the other's lips, under the pulsating dark yellow light, the man's gray-blue eyes slightly enlarged, Isabella's kiss was chaotic, she pried open the other's teeth and rushed forward, green She was as reckless as she herself.

Mycroft lost his mind for a moment and then regained his sanity. He supported Isabella's lower back with one hand, and fixed the back of her head with the other hand, guiding the other party rhythmically.

I don't know who bit the other's lip, and the smell of iron pervaded the air. Isabella half panted and pushed away Mycroft's solid chest. The water in the corner of her eyes and the slightly swollen lips all showed that out of bounds with each other.Mycroft's Adam's apple moved, and he lowered his head to touch the corner of her lips again, devoutly touching her lips.

Isabella simply blew out the candle. She knew that she must be in a mess now. In the darkness, she didn't know who gave a chuckle.

The author has something to say:

Isabella is so brave! ! ! !I turned off the lights but nothing happened

话说麦哥告白这种事不管怎么写都感觉有点点崩啊……希望我写的不至于太离谱太ooc太油腻……感谢在2021-05-1901:55:21~2021-05-1920:09:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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