[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

The fun part of the game is that when you become the person who controls the overall situation, you look down on this noisy single person as a god and show various expressions.

Sherlock thinks this princess is really good at playing.

Pretending to be her dead mother, Diana, scared the ghostly Egyptian media man Ptolemy half to death.

"It was them, they asked me to do this... I didn't mean to kill you... If I didn't do this... Seth would not let my family go... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Sherlock, who helped turn on the lights, raised his eyebrows.

The stupid goldfish are refreshing his knowledge of their IQ every day.

After getting what they wanted, Francis and Sherlock left in silence.

Sherlock looked at Francis' gloomy face. This great detective never knew how to comfort his companion who was in a bad mood. He could only ridicule that his grades were full.

Apparently Francis didn't need his consolation either. When the boat they booked sailed out of Salok, Francis looked at the sea level and let out a sneer.

Sherlock thought he had heard it wrong, there were too many emotions in Francis' sneer, and before he could get it right, she returned to the outrageously calm Francis.

There is a key in every keyhole.

And Mycroft's key is his companion.

He couldn't wait to see his brother's appearance after taking off the mask.

However, it didn't go well.

McCaw never exaggerates.

Francis is no ordinary goldfish.

Her Royal Highness has had a fruitful trip, but her mood is not getting better.

She and Sherlock flew out of Italy to Munich, Germany, because Francis wanted to see the Alps.

Sherlock naturally didn't want to go, but there was no other way, he promised his brother to watch Francis.

But in his opinion, Francis has no desire to jump off the Alps at all.

He immediately texted his brother to cut off Francis' trip.

But there was an accident that came one step ahead of McCoff.

Francis received a call from as far away as Leonard, California.

"Hey Francis. Shall I call you Her Royal Highness? Or something else?"

Leonard's voice on the other end of the phone was extremely disturbed.

"Call me Francis. What's the matter, Leonard?" Francis asked her friend in a calm voice.

"It's like this. You returned to England suddenly. You didn't have time to take away a lot of things, uh... Sheldon recently submitted his academic research to the natural sciences..."

"However?" Francis asked calmly.

"However... Sheldon sent it by mistake... He sent your... "Super String Theory Research"...It has caused a sensation in the academic world..."

""Super String Theory Research"? That was the research conclusion I drew from the laboratory two years ago. Two years later, this conclusion can still cause a sensation in the academic world, which shows how stagnant the physical world is today." Francis wrinkled Said with a frown.

Sure enough, Leonard's dry voice came from the other end of the phone: "I hope I didn't cause you any trouble, Francis."

"I have a lot of troubles, and I don't care about these one or two. Nothing is more troublesome than my royal title. From then on, I can only live under the spotlight." Francis comforted the uneasy Leonard, "Where's Sheldon?"

"Oh, he's still depressed. You didn't even tell him." Leonard couldn't bear to tell Francis that Sheldon had been silently condemning Francis until now when he knew the news.

Francis helped his forehead: "Yes, Xiao Gongju lost his temper again. Say sorry for me. Leonard. I have also suffered a lot recently."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you still recovering from your injury? For God's sake, you are still an injury."

Francis remembered that McCoff played tricks, and the American media thought she was dying in a car accident, and then when all the media were guarding the hospital, she quietly returned to England.

Although Francis was a little guilty, his tone became gentle: "I'm fine. The injury is almost healed. It's just my grandmother, you know, Her Majesty the Queen is more nervous about me."

"Of course, of course, that's your grandmother."

Francis and Leonard talked for a while, including asking him and Penny to comfort Sheldon, including singing to him, before she hung up.

Francis wanted to go online to find out what heinous things her former neighbors had done, and Sherlock immediately handed him his mobile phone.

Francis looked at the page and immediately shouted: "God..."

"British Royal Scientist Princess, Princess of Wales deserves the title of Pallas Athena"

"The Biggest Breakthrough in Super String Theory Academia - Her Royal Highness Princess Francis of the United Kingdom"

Superstar in Physics - Her Royal Highness Francis, Princess of Wales

"Beauty and Wisdom - Her Royal Highness Princess Francis"

British Royal Scientist - Her Royal Highness The Princess of Wales

"I can foresee your future life, especially your 21st birthday is approaching." Sherlock said gloatingly.

Francis rolled his eyes and returned the phone to him: "One thing is certain, our trip to Germany is over. We can go back to England, big detective. It seems that I gave Cameron the political color again during his tenure as prime minister. It’s an added touch. To improve the influence of the royal family, it depends on how he uses it.”

"Prime Minister Cameron?" Sherlock tilted his head and thought for a while, "Isn't the British Prime Minister Thatcher?"

"Actually, Mrs. Thatcher is going to see God soon. And Liz, it's my grandmother who doesn't like her." Francis curled her lips, and she decided to turn off her mobile phone and stop everyone from calling.

"Oh, Lily Bai, why doesn't my little plum pudding answer my calls?" Prince Philip said to his wife in frustration.

Elizabeth folded The Times on her desk, with the headline obviously showing Francis, took off her glasses and said: "Maybe you always call her little plum pudding. Oh, and you say Charles thinks of plum pudding .”

Prince Philip plausibly said: "I have to say that Charles was indeed like a plum pudding when he was born. Sissy is his daughter, of course it is a little plum pudding."

Her Majesty the Queen rolled her eyes in an inelegant manner, and she didn't want to confront her flamboyant husband at all: "Well, Siss went abroad to relax. Maybe she's on her way back now."

"Your Majesty, His Highness Harry is here."

"Oh, my little grandson must have come to show off his dear sister to me." Her Majesty said that she knew everything, oh, her lovely grandchildren, although they were not very obedient before, they are different when they grow up.

Sure enough, Harry came excitedly with the newspaper, with two lumps of plateau red on his face, and Philip's red curly hair, um, very thick.

"Grandma, did you see that? Siss has caused a sensation in the academic world." Harry said excitedly, his sister's face was indeed the best standard expression in the world.

"Of course, dear. We are all very proud of her." Elizabeth said with a smile. "Siss, it was right to go to America."

"But both Cambridge and Oxford can bring Siss a good education." Harry was extremely dissatisfied with the United States, "Americans are as enthusiastic as those annoying French."

Harry just had a face that said whoever tried to kidnap my sister was a jerk.

Elizabeth couldn't understand Harry's mood. She touched her grandson's hair. Harry was a little embarrassed, and she smiled: "Of course, Cambridge and Oxford are the best. Children need a wider world, and Francis already has it." Nice friends."

This, Harry understood.

but--

If anyone wants to rob his sister, he will definitely pick up Fututu.

The author has something to say: Harry has been very vicious since he became a soldier, and he feels sorry for me