[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

Althorp House, owned by the Spencer family for five centuries, houses one of Europe's finest collections of private furniture, pictures and ceramics.

Over Christmas weekend, the estate is decorated in traditional style, with an outdoor bonfire, children singing Christmas carols and drinking mulled wine.There will be stalls selling Christmas gifts, Christmas cards and Christmas decorations, reindeer and visiting Santa Claus, and children can sit in front of the fireplace and listen to Christmas stories.

Harry and Francis used to be among the children who heard Christmas stories.

Although the uncle is a little unreliable emotionally, he is very good to their little nephews and nieces.

After Francis knew that his uncle's name was also Charles, he once wondered if all the scumbags in the world had this name.

Charles as a name feels a deep malice from the world.

This vast manor covering an area of ​​more than 1000 acres has an oval-shaped small lake shaded by green trees. Diana died on this small island far away from the hustle and bustle but not feeling lonely.

There are no luxurious tombs on the island, only grassland, lake water and a white monument.A monument about two meters high, with a white square column base, and a white rose that is about to bloom on the top.

Mom will love it here.

After visiting the grave for the first time, Francis thought comfortingly.

Before Diana died, Francis thought that the most satisfying title for his mother was not the Princess of Wales or the Rose of England, but the mother that only the three of them could call.

Francis had her own consciousness in the first three months after she came to the world, but her growth couldn't keep up with the development of her brain. The brain developed like a Lamborghini's high-speed small motor, but her body was like a bicycle with its screws missing. .

So at first, young Francis showed symptoms that only autistic children have.

Because she was sorting out her brain, immersed in her own world, it took her hours to respond to external stimuli.

After she cleared her mind, her parents had separated, and she used her advantages to win the favor of all the elders.

She is such a girl who is good at using her own advantages, from childhood to adulthood.

After saying hello to Uncle Charles, Francis and Harry rowed to the cemetery of their mother Diana, and they chatted for a long time to their mother's tombstone.

The mother's beautiful face is always fixed at the age of 36, young and beautiful, smiling as if watching her child.

Francis knew that her birth was her mother's last attempt on her shattered marriage. Even if her birth did not save her marriage, her mother still loved her as always.

In the short 36-year life of my mother, nearly half of the time was spent in pain and suffering, even though she was so beautiful and magnificent.

It's been a curse for Spencer girls not to have their husband's heart, from Georgiana Spencer, Duchess of Cavendish to Diana Spencer, Princess of Wales.

Two peerless beauties with the same legend and the same misfortune.

A mother's love is a great treasure, she made her world colorful, and her departure also made her world as barren as the Snow Country.

She lost everything.

"Harry, I think it's time to take you to a therapist. It's working." Frances took Harry's hand, half of her body leaning on him because she felt a little cold, "I saw a therapist It has been many years. Some things are not so easy and require determination."

Harry was a little silent. After his mother's death hit him hardest, he needed help but never asked.

His sister is far braver than he is, and it frustrates him a bit, actually.

"Maybe, you can recommend me a good psychiatrist." Harry said thoughtfully, and as expected, Francis' beautiful blue eyes lit up.

After his mother died, it was his and William's mutual agreement to keep those blue eyes happy and bright forever.

Anytime, they will protect their little sister - Frances.

Let her be like her name, be a free princess.

They had lunch at Althorp Manor, where Francis met new aunt Karen Gordon Spencer.

I have to say that this aunt is indeed very charming, and has the same hobbies as my uncle, and is keen on charity.

Karen is the founder and CEO of Whole Children International.Whole Children International is a charity dedicated to improving orphaned, abandoned, abused and neglected children around the world.

Francis has invested a lot of money in the international charities for children in the name of Francis Wales, mostly from the money she earned from her cooperation with Nolan.

Karen was impressed by the name of Wales, after all, the amount of money donated by this guy every time is staggering.

Francis added Wales, and looked at the blond beauty in front of her. What else Karen didn't understand.

She inherited Diana's blond hair and blue eyes, and her facial features are seven parts like Diana and three parts like Princess Margaret. It has to be said that Francis is the most beautiful of the younger generation of princesses.

"Come on, Siss. Noble rot white wine, ladies' favorite." Earl Spencer brought some for his grown-up niece. The blueberry cheese for dessert was a perfect match for this wine.

Due to the high sugar content, noble rot wine can be aged for a very long time, and some even need to be aged for more than 20 years to reach the drinking period.Good quality noble rot wine is still delicious after half a century in the cellar.

Francis took a sip lightly. The aroma of honey, preserved apricot and peach wrapped the little bit of noble rot from the nose to the mouth. The balanced acidity made the wine thick but not greasy.

This wine is at least 30 years old.

It's rich and dense in the mouth, with an excellent level of sweetness.

Harry took a sip and said to Francis with a smile: "In the future, you should come with me more often. Uncle treats good things for your sake."

Francis took a spoonful of blueberry cheese and stuffed it into Harry's mouth: "Eat yours."

"Oh, my girl, you won't be able to get married like this." Harry said dissatisfiedly, swallowing the cheese with difficulty.

"Don't worry about it, my dear brother."

The Spencers looked at the adorable siblings and smiled at each other.

Francis liked to take a nap, and Earl Spencer had already had her room cleaned by the servants.

When she returned to the room where she lived when she was a child, she was not surprised to see the same teddy bear that her mother had bought for her back then. Francis chuckled lightly. Did everyone treat her as a minor?

Francis is more like an ordinary girl except for showing her extraordinary IQ in academics, but to be honest, Mycroft is a very good teacher, even if her abilities are limited in his eyes , what she has learned is enough to deal with everyone.

If she had grown up on her own, she would have chosen to self-destruct after her mother died.

Francis suddenly thought of a therapist, and she made a call to Mycroft.

"Good afternoon, sir."

"Good afternoon, Your Highness."

"It's like this, sir. I'm going to find a psychiatrist for Henry. Is there anyone to recommend?" Francis never made unnecessary greetings in front of Mycroft.

"Your psychiatrist is pretty good. You choose him yourself." The voice on the other end of the phone didn't fluctuate.

"But that's a man. It's the opposite sex that makes people want to talk." Francis shrugged and said helplessly, "You can't expect Henry to confide in a man, can you?"

Mycroft couldn't think of a rebuttal.

Indeed, according to the character of the little prince, it is more appropriate for him to arrange this kind of thing, otherwise, if something happens, the Queen will come looking for him.

"Fine. I'll arrange it." Mycroft said with a frown.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Francis raised his eyebrows: "Mycroft, is there nothing you want to ask me?"

"Nothing." The person on the other end of the phone paused, "If you want, you can choose to tell me, Your Highness."

"Sir, you will make me lose a lot of fun. It's really hard to maintain a sense of mystery in front of you." Francis said in frustration, she felt that she was not feminine in front of Mycroft.

Or, apart from old Mrs. Holmes, no other woman could have any femininity in Mycroft's eyes.

Francis obediently explained her experience after her first day in London: "It's interesting that he was able to hide it from your eyes and ears, Mr. Eyes and Eyes."

In the end, Francis could not help but gloat a little.

On the other end of the phone, Mycroft felt that he had a toothache. He had the New York Times in his hand. The headline on it was "Nolan Ross, the sixth richest man in the United States, loves Princess Francis of Wales, and the two had a candlelight dinner."

Mycroft thought his teeth were grinding goblins.

The author has something to say: feelings need to be cultivated slowly, not to mention the relationship between the princess and Mycroft is by no means as simple as love.