[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

After Christmas, Sherlock went to clean up the criminal forces left by Moriarty. He once compared Moriarty to a big spider, and now he realized this more deeply.

After Francis and Mycroft had a heart-to-heart exchange at Christmas, the relationship between the two became more and more profound.

Anthea can feel the sour smell of love that Boss can't hide when she goes to work every day, and the strange painting style makes her poke her eyes out.

In particular, Boss is planning to get engaged to Her Royal Highness the Princess in June.

It's hard to imagine that the scene of the Iceman's marriage is still as expressionless as before.

Anthea couldn't bear the prehistoric power in her body and wanted to open a back door for everyone to discuss, but a pair of cold eyes from McCoff dispelled her idea for the thousand and one time.

If this goes on like this, sooner or later it will lead to internal injuries.

After Francis dropped the bomb she was planning to get engaged in the royal family, all the men were about to explode, and Her Majesty the Queen was the calmest.

Although her old friend is a little different from Francis in age, Mycroft cares about Francis more than she knows him.

It's just that the men in the family are against it, but Francis has already flown to the United States to see her psychiatrist and other friends.

William and Harry, who came up with the example of the age gap between their parents and the tragedy of their marriage, didn't know what expression to put on their faces when they learned that Francis had gone to the United States.

Nothing was more shocking than Charles, who thought his Sissy was still a little girl in need of a father.

Especially recently, the relationship between Camilla and Francis has eased. Charles, who was looking forward to a family life, suddenly felt a bolt from the blue when his daughter was about to get engaged.

Especially when the other party is a man who is much older than her.

While Charles was about to pull his father to discuss countermeasures with his sons, the queen had already agreed to their engagement.

Another bolt from the blue struck Philip Charles and the boys.

"Wait, Lilibet. You agreed so easily." Philip expressed that he couldn't understand and couldn't accept it.

The queen nodded very calmly, looked at the most distinguished men in England, and said lightly: "Easy? I have been thinking about it for a whole year, Philip. In fact, my dear, it is mainly Siss who likes it. Mycroft is a Nice guy, smart, strong. When he begged me earnestly, I couldn't think of any reason to say no."

"Reason? Isn't he old enough? He's a year older than Peter, and what the hell is that soaring hairline." Prince Philip complained forcefully. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't agree to the matter so easily.

The queen frowned slightly at her husband's overreaction, but she didn't say anything, anyway, they would all recognize reality in the end.

When the most honorable men in Buckingham Palace formed a squad against Francis' engagement.

Francis was receiving Hannibal's psychotherapy in Baltimore, USA. She slowly opened her blue eyes, and her gaze fell on the psychologist in a three-piece suit.

Hannibal poured her a glass of water and handed it over, Francis took the glass and took a sip, smoothing her frowning brows.

"It's a surprise that you are still willing to come for treatment, Your Highness." Hannibal was indeed a little surprised by Francis' appointment. He thought that under the control of that man, he would no longer be Francis' psychiatrist.

"Macrof is a very democratic man." Francis bit the bullet and defended McCoff.

Her unconscionable expression made Hannibal laugh.

"Your condition is stable, Siss." Hannibal said, he noticed the relieved expression on Francis's face, and the maroon eyes slightly narrowed, "You are more cooperative with treatment than I thought, Siss. You didn't Opens you up completely. Has something changed you? Mycroft Holmes?"

Frances pursed her lips and nodded, her blue eyes flickered with confusion, but a smile appeared on her face: "Mycroft and I are getting engaged. We are going to start a new life."

"Congratulations, but you still have concerns." As a psychiatrist, Hannibal could easily see the hesitation in Francis' eyes.

"Yes. I can't let him marry a woman who will collapse at any time." Francis pursed her lips and frowned. When her emotions overwhelmed her rationality, what she did could only be described as tragic, "He is a Lonely man, Hannibal. I can't let him risk losing."

The wise and calm Princess Her Royal Highness has become an ordinary woman who is worried about gains and losses in the face of emotions.

A smile flashed across Hannibal's maroon eyes. No one understood human beings better than him. In the face of sincere and passionate emotions, he resisted the desire to destroy, taking it as an apology for empathy.

"Francis." Hannibal called Francis by his full name, "Your subconscious has always had an attitude of distrust and suspicion towards emotions. This stems from your parents' marriage. You doubt whether you have the ability to give Holmes complete emotions. It is the principle of your relationship problem. You have a crisis of confidence, my dear Highness. Even in the face of Sherlock Holmes, in the past ten years or so, you have run counter to his ideas, so that you cannot fully trust him emotionally."

Hannibal's words made Francis fall into deep thought, indeed, she would still subconsciously hide things about her mother from Mycroft, which had become her conditioned reflex for more than ten years.

"Then my mentality..." Francis seemed a little unconfident about his mental state after a year of self-isolation.

Hannibal nodded: "Maybe it's a miracle, Your Highness. Your mental state couldn't be better."

Francis has reservations about the claim: "I don't believe in miracles. I think there must be a rationale for it."

"It's your autism." Hannibal said his conjecture, "I think it's your autism that cured you."

If it wasn't for Hannibal's words, Francis' first reaction would be to think it was ridiculous, but in terms of psychology, Hannibal's skills are top in the world.

"I don't really understand." Francis frowned. Although she had feelings during the autism period, all information perception of the outside world was blunted, which made her still a little slow now.

"The human brain is an amazing place, Sis." Hannibal said with a smile, "and your brain is even more extraordinary. When your mind and body are traumatized, the brain will selectively protect the body. The human body has a self-healing system, and it can subconsciously protect itself unless irreversible trauma is caused. Like a blood loss patient, the heart beats faster at the beginning because the heart pumps blood faster to replenish the blood lost by the human body. And your When you've been traumatized, your brain responds by closing off your perception of the outside world. Give you enough time to heal your wounds."

Francis understood what Hannibal meant, but she was still in disbelief: "So am I healthy now?"

Hannibal raised his eyebrows at this: "Yes, you are no longer troubled by mental illness."

Francis sighed in relief, then raised a small face and asked her psychiatrist, "Are you coming back, Hannibal?"

"what?"

"My future wedding."

The author has something to say: I haven't gotten married so soon, this should be a new beginning.