Anjou started to move. After returning from the hunting ground, Gloria invited her earls to her castle as guests in batches. Through various subtle negotiations, she divided the earls in her hands into three kind.

One is those who are willing to be independent with her; the second is those who are unwilling to be independent with her, pure royalists;

There is another kind of scumbag at any time. They only respect the strong, and they will choose whoever wins.

In terms of standing in line, the seeds Gloria planted early played a role. The Archbishop of Anjou, that is, Gloria's teacher, used the power of religion to instill the greatness of the Duchess in the public.

Leaving aside the recalcitrant nobles, the loyalty of the Anjou local people to Gloria is increasing day by day.

The bishop publicly compared Gloria to an envoy with a mission to help the world more than once in his sermons, and she will bring food, clothing and happiness to everyone.

At the same time, Gloria's Minister of Affairs gave full play to his ability to be good at dancing, and he made friends with many literati and playwrights.

For a time, the large and small newspapers, books and periodicals published in France, and even plays staged in theaters, all mentioned the female monarch more or less.

Whether it was the former Rose Eleanor or the young Queen of Jerusalem, the literati throughout France seemed to collectively worship female power after one night.

Paris is the fashion center of France, and France is the fashion center of Europe.Under this wave of momentum, literary and artistic works with women as various roles have become popular throughout Europe.

But I have to say that the Minister of Affairs is definitely the best group of literati.The literary works they created, as long as they are not stupid, can be seen to have the appearance of Gloria.

A newspaper went to interview one of the well-known writers and asked whether his source of inspiration came from Gloria.

The writer laughed and said, "Who else but her?"

Gloria sat back in her chair. Her mother, Anastasia, was holding a stack of newspapers and began to read to Gloria the headlines one by one. A box will be reserved for the Duke of Anjou at each performance."

"The literary master Molière said that the Duke of Anjou was the love of his life, and he was willing to give up his life just for her favor."

"In order to prove that he loves the Duke of Anjou more, Viscount Evans fought with his friend Baron Moulton at the banquet."

"Okay, mother, stop reading." Gloria rubbed her temples with a helpless expression, "He did a good job, no, it should be said that our Minister of Affairs did a good job, so that I think It’s a little bit beyond my imagination.”

Anastasia didn't answer her words, and glanced at her belly, "Maybe our duke will do something even more shocking."

Gloria paused, then smiled, "Indeed, mother, I haven't had my menstrual period this month, and that day is always accurate."

"You have to give birth to him, not many women survive an abortion."

When Anastasia thought of her experience of giving birth to Gloria, she grabbed her hand in fear, "You are the one."

In an age when most women give birth at the age of sixteen or seventeen, Gloria is not yet married, and although she is not an old girl, she is not young either.

However, compared to other women who wore corsets during pregnancy, Gloria's good habit of exercising made her even have no pregnancy reaction.

"I have to get married immediately." Gloria tapped the fan on the table, "In two months, the news of my pregnancy will not stop."

"You are pregnant now, but you let Rang do those things again, my daughter, do you want to go to war with a big belly?"

Nowadays, many aristocratic women are still required to stay in the confinement room when they are pregnant, and they are required to pray to God there by themselves, praying that he will give them a lovely child.

But as a duke, especially a duke who has already made a difference, Gloria obviously would not do such a thing.

"Why not?" Gloria raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry, mother, I won't go to war with a big belly, I will just accept my coronation by the Pope at the Palace of Versailles with a big belly."

Gloria sat there, saying such shocking words, but Anastasia felt that her daughter might actually take that position in the end.

night……

Gloria returned to her bedroom after a long day at work.Gilgamesh moved next door to her, and even now she is slowly letting him into her inner circle.

I have to say that Gilgamesh does have a kind of magical power, he is a natural ruler of the country.

When faced with some difficult problems that even Gloria finds, it can often provide her with a lot of new ideas.

"Gil." Gloria put on her pajamas and reclined on the soft couch. Since the hunting time, the relationship between her and Gilgamesh has been drawn into a lot. The two of them are often alone like this, and sometimes it happens. .

"Huh?" Gilgamesh held a theory of state governance.In this era, most ordinary people do not have access to these advanced books. They just need to do their own jobs quietly, inherit their father's career, and live from generation to generation. This is their best choice.

As an aristocrat, even though he is extremely poor, his background can still be reflected in many places.

A more straightforward example is their study room. Gloria’s study room has all kinds of books, and many of them are even solitary books preserved 200 years ago. When Gilgamesh came here, he directly regarded the study room as a A place he must pass every day.

"You say, what kind of husband should I choose?"

Hearing these words, Gilgamesh read the page in front of him before closing the book.

He was sitting on the sofa, his white shirt was loosely worn on his body, revealing his collarbone, his slender fingers supported his chin, his scarlet eyes looked at Gloria, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was not angry with her question, "I thought you wouldn't be overwhelmed by rumors from outside."

"Of course, their gossip really can't break me." Gloria has looked plump recently, and the tip of her chin has also become rounded. She looks less sharp and more gentle.

"However, I must at least allow my children to inherit my position reasonably. Even if I am going to do something shocking, I can even make my children legitimately become my successors after I ascend the throne, but Still too long.

I want my child to be justified from birth.He deserves to be loved by all, and he deserves to be admired by all. "

Gloria stroked her belly. She didn't understand that this child was an accidental product, but she liked him so much, and she even jumped for joy in her heart.

Obviously, in her plan, the option of having a child has never appeared...

"You just need a reasonable husband who can admit the child, don't you?"

Gilgamesh pinched the bridge of his nose. Today's incident once again refreshed his understanding of Gloria. He didn't expect Gloria to be so wild in France.

but……

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Gilgamesh's expression changed.

"I'm pregnant and need a husband. Which one do you think is suitable for me?" Gloria thought Gilgamesh didn't hear clearly.

"You're pregnant." Gilgamesh stared at the other's stomach, and there was a bit of surprise that he could hear in his words.

"Well, it should be, I'm pregnant." Gloria's hand caressed her stomach, and her whole body looked much softer.

Gilgamesh stood up suddenly, and he walked over to Gloria's bed. Under the girl's puzzled gaze, he knelt down on one knee and placed one hand directly on her stomach.

Gloria didn't reject Gilgamesh's actions. The other party was the father of her child, and he had the right to do so.

Here... there is a little life?

Once in Uruk, Gilgamesh wanted to have a child with Gloria, not for inheritance, but because he always felt that his wife was like an elusive cloud, and he needed someone who could make the two of them feel happy. Something more compact exists.

And as it happens, his wife doesn't hate kids and wants one.

But it seems to be some kind of special curse. In their more than ten years of marriage, they have been childless.

In his palm, Gloria's lower abdomen was a little soft. Thinking of the common blood between them, Gilgamesh didn't say anything, leaned over and kissed his wife's forehead, and then treated it like a treasure. , holding her gently in his arms.

"Jill?" Gloria didn't know how other people treated their children, but in her many years of life, many men were more annoyed than happy when they learned that their lover was pregnant.After all, the existence of illegitimate children is like a shackle to them.

"I am his father, so shouldn't it be a matter of course for me to become your husband?" Gilgamesh raised his head and said suddenly.

Gloria was slightly taken aback. In her own marriage, she never put Gilgamesh on the plan. He existed beside her like an unplanned product.

"Your future marriage partner will choose the second son of the small family, which is easy to control. But why did you choose to shrink back when facing me, a foreigner who has no influence at all?"

Gilgamesh raised the corners of his lips, "Or do you think, compared to me, you prefer those playboys who are full of trash and only know how to seduce women into your eyes?"

With pride in his bloodshot eyes, Gilgamesh lifted Gloria's chin.

This time, he took the lead.

"Or, do you, who want to take the whole of France into your hands, actually pay more attention to the indifferent class than the nobles?"

After saying this, Gilgamesh laughed.He no longer restrained his emotions, and when he put all the arrogance belonging to the king of Uruk on the table, the luxurious decoration in the city became much darker.

"You have a good rest, I'm waiting for your answer."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly and left her bedroom.

late at night……

Gloria stood up slowly from the soft couch. She looked towards her garden and raised her hand to stroke her belly.

Gilgamesh's words seemed to open a door for her, causing Gloria to think...

If she conceived this child with someone else—

No, wait, that's totally unimaginable.

Gloria looked up sharply, realizing something.

When she thought about it, if the child's father was not Gilgamesh but anyone, I am afraid that according to her thinking, that man would definitely drown in swimming and float on the water one afternoon after marrying her.

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