Until I marry Jin Jingling

In the rainy autumn, the mood will also become melancholy with the rain.Anjou had a rare good weather during this period, and Anastasia asked the maid to push Gloria outside to get some fresh air.

"Another dress for you?" Anastasia's eyes fell on places other than Gloria almost all the time.

"I'm already warm enough, Mother." Gloria smiled. She was sitting on the cushion, wearing a fox fur cape. Under the sunlight, her face looked much ruddy than usual.

"You still need to get more sun." Today's women are popular to use lead powder or make themselves pale, so as to make themselves look beautiful.

But Anastasia was born in the Northland, and her skin was already fair, so naturally she didn't need these things.This is especially true for Gloria, she has fair skin that many girls envy, and so does it.

"Your skin is fair. After a few days in the sun, at least you won't turn into those dark-skinned girls in the Mediterranean." Anastasia tidied up the loose hair around Gloria's ears.

The mother and daughter were talking, and the guard in the distance came striding here with a letter.

"My lord duke, madam, a message from the front line is here."

But before Gloria reached out, Anastasia took it.This was an agreement between them. In order to avoid too exciting content in the letter, Anastasia would read it before handing it to Gloria.

In the letter, Anastasia first read Gilgamesh's French writing...

They succeeded.

But before Anastasia could be surprised, her daughter who was sitting beside her suddenly grabbed her skirt and said in a weak voice, "Mother, there seems to be something wrong with me."

Anastasia turned her eyes back to Gloria, only then did she realize that her daughter's skirt was already wet with amniotic fluid.

she is giving birth...

"Hurry up, find someone to carry the Duke to the delivery room!" Anastasia hurriedly directed the guards and maids. During the waiting period, she even checked Gloria's physical condition from time to time, " How do you feel now?"

Gloria touched her stomach, felt the warmth of the sun shining on her body, and said lightly: "It's finally here."

-

Outside the delivery room, Anastasia hurriedly turned back and forth.Her daughter did not make a motherly wail like ordinary women.

Except for the sound of walking back and forth in the delivery room, it was as quiet as death.This made Anastasia look inward every few minutes for fear that her daughter might die in bed.

At this moment, the Minister of State Affairs accompanied Anastasia.At the same time, he also threw a question to her.

"Before Gilgamesh entered Versailles, Louis' queen stabbed Louis and demanded her reward from Gilgamesh."

As Gloria's confidant, the Minister of Affairs naturally knew the bait she had placed in front of her in order to confuse the other party.

"How did he do it?" Anastasia asked.

"He didn't do anything, and Louis, who was still alive, got up and killed the queen, and then both died."

Anastasia didn't speak, but what the Minister of State Affairs said next made her have to think about it.

"He is coming back," said the Secretary of State. "He has taken the crown from Louis' head, madam, and what if he decides to be king himself?"

Anastasia closed her eyes and beckoned him closer.

"Let the archer hide outside the delivery room, and put poison in the drink served to him. If he rebels, kill him." Anastasia revealed ruthlessness in her eyes.

-

In the delivery room, Gloria felt as if she had been split into two people.

It's not that she didn't feel the pain, but the pain seemed to her like drizzle.

Gloria felt that her soul seemed to be ripped out of her body. She was like a bystander, watching Gloria on the bed trying to give birth, but she was a little confused.

"Gloria..." In her ear, the white light gently wrapped her.

This voice made her who felt cold at the moment feel warm.

"Although I really want to see you, but now is not the time." The white light surrounded Gloria, gently tapping her, as if kissing her, "Go, he is still waiting for you."

-

The midwife was terrified and ran out of the delivery room.

"Ma'am, the Duke has shed too much blood."

Anastasia's face turned livid, but before she could react, there was the sound of armor touching outside.

Turning his head, Gilgamesh, who was wearing armor, took off his helmet with one hand. He hardly waited, and without paying any attention to the people around him, he went straight to the delivery room.

Anastasia stepped forward to stop her, but the minister of affairs grabbed her instead.

"He's going to hurt my daughter!" Anastasia said.

But the minister of affairs pointed to Gilgamesh's face and said, "Ma'am, I just received the news last night that he should not be back until the day after tomorrow, but now he has appeared in Anjou."

"That's not the face of a wild man, that's just the face of a poor man worried about his wife's comfort."

In this day and age, there is no saying that delivery rooms must be kept clean.Even the queens of many countries will let the nobles sit on the chairs in front of her bed to visit when they give birth.

So when Gilgamesh opened the door and entered, he didn't stop him.

He hadn't seen his little rose for a long time.

Gilgamesh's longing for Gloria can only be pinned on the letters between them.

He even rejoiced that the paper in this world was light and convenient, and he didn't have to write his love for Gloria with a heavy slate.

Now, seeing each other again, Gilgamesh couldn't bring himself to be in any mood.

His rose at this moment is like the days before the last life withered.

Pale, weak, like a pool of stagnant water, sooner or later it will dry up.

"My lord, please use your strength!" The midwife knelt beside her, cheering for Gloria from time to time.

But the woman on the bed looked at the ceiling, and her eyes were even a little lax.

Gilgamesh noticed something, he went forward, knelt down on one knee by Gloria's bed, took her hand, and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'm back, my little rose."

-

With a cry, Anastasia, who was standing outside the delivery room, grabbed the maid who came out, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Gloria? How is Gloria?"

"Ma'am, mother and child are safe." The maid also had a relaxed expression on her face.

Anastasia's nervous heart sank, and she simply fainted in the arms of the Minister of Affairs as soon as she closed her eyes.

The whole of Anjou was surrounded by a festive atmosphere. Their country had a new king, and their king had a new heir.

When the people who gathered spontaneously ran to cheer outside the castle where Gloria gathered, Gloria was wearing a plain skirt with her child in her arms, stood on the balcony with the support of Gilgamesh, and waved to the people.

Everyone saw the crown that once belonged to Louis on her head.

This also allowed spies from various countries and territories hidden among the people to pass the news back.

——Gilgamesh did not seize power. After he conquered the whole of France for his wife, he voluntarily became her vassal again.

"The coronation ceremony is scheduled for one month later." Gilgamesh put Urningal back on the crib. His son didn't cry, and even his mother's green eyes were like Is not belonging to a child.

"Hmm." Gloria changed her weakness before giving birth, and after Urningal was born, her body recovered to the previous level within a few days. It seemed that the appearance of dying a few days ago was just an illusion.

"As the first female king in French history, as your husband, do I need to kneel to you?"

Gilgamesh picked up the schedule of the coronation ceremony from the table, and they will go to Paris in half a month.

Gloria paused: "I will cancel this step with the bishop."

Gilgamesh smiled but said, "The outside world is still rumoring that I will replace you. The bishop hopes to use this method to show me obedience in front of you."

"Obey?" Gloria's fingers brushed between Gilgamesh's brows, "My lord, you never have to obey me."

"Gloria?" Gilgamesh's eyes flashed with surprise, "You, remember?"

She shook her head: "Very vague, but..."

Gloria put her cheek in Gilgamesh's arms: "I've seen it."

"It was a desert, and you...appeared in front of my eyes."

Gilgamesh laughed softly. He hugged Gloria with one hand, kissed his wife's forehead, and whispered to her ear: "My rose, don't you let me kneel to you in the church?" Next, will you allow me to kneel in front of your bed?"

"Huh?" Before Gloria could react, Gilgamesh took her to the next bedroom.

Put on the bed, the blond man knelt on one knee, pinching Gloria's thigh with his fingers...

After a while, the maid blushed and ran over from the closed door.

-

Gloria's coronation was highly anticipated, and countless people have been waiting for this moment.

When they went to Paris first, the people of Paris gathered on both sides of the street and threw roses to them.

The people cheered and cheered, but the nobles felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

They don't know how the new queen will treat this group of old nobles.

For this reason, they specially found tailors and barbers in the Anjou area, trying to make themselves look like the Anjou people.

The carriage stopped in front of the Palace of Versailles, and the people were surrounded by groups.

The door opened, and Gilgamesh was the first to get out.He was dressed in the clothes of a French general.Even, he has been appointed by his wife as the chief military officer of the cabinet.

Gilgamesh turned and took his infant son from Gloria.Then he helped Gloria out of the car.

The Queen of France did not wear the luxurious costumes of Paris's drunken lantern riddles.She took off her corset and appeared in front of everyone in a Greek-style dress that was easy to move.Simple but dignified, with long blond hair coiled behind his head, and the crown of the Duke of Anjou on his head.

In half a month, this crown will be replaced by the French laurel crown.

A family of three waved again to the people at the door, and then entered the Palace of Versailles.

Leaving aside what the public thought, the Parisian nobles immediately asked their attendants to buy Greek-style skirts for them after they returned home.

For a while, there was hardly an idle tailor in Paris.