[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

"So, if I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first?" Sherlock asked tentatively, and saw the girl's expression of reluctance, "This palace is so boring, it's rare to have someone to chat with, wait. Let’s go again at night, I can treat you to dinner, the food in the palace is delicious, you must have never eaten it before!”

"Okay, okay." Sherlock would not admit that he couldn't stand her aggrieved expression.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Sherlock felt that he might be a chattermaster, the kind who could chat to death.

The girl thought hard for a while, "By the way, about the opium thing two days ago, I heard from the person who kidnapped me, you took their stronghold, it's amazing, a person created a dragon pool and a tiger's lair and escaped completely! It's like Like the protagonist in a novel."

"I'm not alone." Xia Li tilted his head, avoiding the lethal gaze, "Hey, who else is there?" the girl asked, "Well... since everything is over , no one should trouble him, so don’t pass on what I told you.” “Okay, I understand!” The girl patted her chest.

"Earl Moriarty's younger brother, William James Moriarty." After Sherlock finished speaking, the air fell into silence. He looked at Beatrice a little strangely, and saw her eyes seemed to be He suddenly became nothingness, and there were crystals in his eyes, and he jumped up from the chair as if he was frightened, "Hey, hey! Don't cry, what did I say? Do you know William?"

"William..." The girl wiped the inexplicably falling tears with the back of her hand, "It's a very familiar name, but I don't remember it."

"That's right, you've lost your memory." Sherlock only felt that the atmosphere in the air was getting a little irritated. Why did everyone have something to do with William? Could he be the male protagonist of a vulgar third-rate novel?

"Is William your friend?" The girl wiped away her tears, the intense emotion that suddenly awakened surged and quickly receded, and she soon became the same as usual, but the painful feeling was still there. For the first time since she lost her memory, she realized that she couldn't forget it at all, so she had to ask, this memory might be an important thing that couldn't be forgotten.

"No..." Sherlock touched the cigarette in his pocket, especially wanting to take a puff to suppress his shock and some strange emotions, "Then why did you just call him by name~" the girl asked curiously.

"We met once." Sherlock felt that he was about to become a silent lamb now, "Can you bring him to the palace, I want to meet him." The girl took a few steps closer, blue eyes, golden The same color of hair made Sherlock look a little dazed. The two people with completely opposite personalities seem to be connected in series because of the keyword William at this moment, like the front and back of a coin, and the similarity is terrifying.

Impossible, that kind of thing, Sherlock held back the shocking waves in his mind, maintained a calm face and said, "This time, the queen granted me permission to come in, and I can't come in just by applying, let alone bring others. "

The girl frowned when she heard the words, "How can I get my mother to agree to William's entry into the palace? I want to confirm whether he is related to my memory. The maids said that I have only been in contact with my brothers, sisters, and parents since I was a child. , I have no contact with other people at all, William, what will happen, I may think of something when I see him."

"The queen's birthday, maybe you can use this as an excuse to hold a banquet in the palace." Sherlock suggested, maybe in this way, his idea can be confirmed.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." The girl lowered her head and thought, because she could see that the little princess was restless, so Sherlock didn't continue to say anything, and left in advance, and the girl didn't have any intention of keeping her. The thoughts of this "William" are getting more and more surging. Although it is only the first time I hear this name, it seems to be as deep as it is carved into the soul.

"My lord mother!" The queen returned to the room in the middle of the night, but she didn't expect that Beatrice was still awake, and when she saw her, her eyes sparkled as if she had seen a baby. The queen walked over dumbfounded, "My Beatrice Liz, why aren't you asleep yet, do you need your mother to put you to sleep~" The joking tone can also show its intimacy.

"My lord~ I just had a good idea, and I want to ask for your permission." The girl said softly. She thought about it all night, because she has learned from the past. Although she has no previous memories, she heard the maid beside her say There's been a lot of gossip so she knows that her sister Princess Louise's coming-of-age balls have all been rejected by the Queen because the Queen hasn't had a ball at the palace since Prince Albert's death, which makes her more likely to pass on the idea Be mentally prepared.

"What's the matter?" The queen looked at Beatrice's uneasy expression, and her face became serious.

"Isn't mother's birthday coming soon? I've already thought about the birthday gift and I'm making it, but mother." The girl hugged the queen at once, "You have been so sad since your father was gone. I see you It's also very sad, so I want to make you happy. There have been no dances, music, and joy in the palace for a long time. I want to make my mother have a happy birthday. So, can I, I want to open in the garden of the palace A banquet, without extravagance and waste, all nobles and their families are invited to participate, and mother can also chat with other relatives to relax, you have been immersed in state affairs recently, and you haven't had a good rest for a long time."

Beatrice's smaller body hugs the queen, and the queen seems to think of the time when she was hugged by the prince in the past, and she hugged Beatrice in her childhood, and she still hugs Beatrice today , this is her favorite daughter, and all the suggestions are for her own good, how can the queen refuse it cruelly.She didn't think about Louise's coming-of-age prom, which she had severely rejected before, one for herself and one for her.

"Okay, Beatrice, since it's a rare request from your child, I'll agree, but the palace can't accommodate everyone, so let's limit the level." The queen thought for a while and said.

The girl didn't expect this wave to be really successful, and she showed a bright smile, "Well, let's start with the Earl? The Earl, Marquis, Duke and their family members should be able to accommodate them."

"Well, almost, since I promised you, can you sleep with peace of mind?" The queen smiled and patted the girl on the head, "Well~" The plan was successful, and the girl snickered, and I will see you soon There you go, "William".

There is a hint from the girl on Sherlock that it is very easy to make fireworks. The slightly more difficult thing is to place standard fireworks in every town in the Greater London area and then set them off at the same time.

Knowing how to do it, let a special factory make it, and the things were quickly ready in batches. Mr. Holmes was very cooperative when he learned that it was the little princess who wanted to celebrate the queen's birthday. All regions discussed with the owners of those territories and arranged Good time and place, when the time comes.

Moriarty Estate

"Mr. Holmes' letter said that some landscape fireworks will be set up in our town. Let us arrange some people to set them up on the Queen's birthday." Louis opened the letter and told Brother William.

William put down his teacup, "Where's another letter?" "It's from Buckingham Palace, the Queen's birthday, a banquet is held, and nobles above the earl and above and their families are invited to attend." Louis was also a little surprised when he saw this letter.

"Brother William, are we going?" Louis asked, "Of course, after all, everyone knows that our family is three brothers. If only Brother Albert goes, it would be bad if he is sued by political opponents. Ignore the Queen." An order is a felony." William said casually, "Besides, I may need to thank that little princess."

"?" Louis didn't quite understand, "Because of her, the queen's purge of the House of Lords saved us a lot of work and accelerated the formation of the ideal world. This is a great kindness, although she may not know it, and It's passive help, but I still want to say thank you to her." The corners of William's mouth curled up slightly, especially the situation at the kidnapping scene that Brother Albert told him before, the little princess might be a bit difficult .

He touched the bracelet that was tucked in his sleeve, which would not be found normally, "Chris, our ideal world may be built soon." He thought about the brighter smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no emotion in his eyes. Like a pool of stagnant water.

queen's birthday

With the help of the maid, the girl changed into a princess dress, and a beautiful crown was worn on her coiled blond hair, with a simple shape and a water-blue gemstone in the center, which looked like Beatrice's. The same color as the eyes.

The overly large skirt made her walk a little cautiously. The queen still wore black mourning clothes, but the mourning clothes also had different patterns. The gentle smile on the queen's face made her look less solemn than before, at least not this time. It's like holding a funeral, like a serious birthday party.

The girl took the queen's arm and came to the garden. The garden in Buckingham Palace is very wide. Basically, there are all kinds of flowers in the UK. It can be called a flower museum. There are some petals falling from the trees when the wind blows, which is very beautiful. beauty.

The queen felt much better when she saw such a scenery. The nobles wore the best clothes, and the noble ladies did not dare to be too eye-catching at the queen's birthday party. The clothes were basically elegant and noble, and they were not fancy. go down.

Following the arrival of the two, the nobles and noble ladies saluted one after another, swishing like a well-trained army, and the skirts spread out one by one on the ground like blooming flowers.