The sun never sets rose

It took Jiang Xinyan a week to sort out the detailed information on "Australia". There was a thick stack of paper, written purely by hand, and finally attached the navigation route map and development plan, and handed it to Elizabeth. Then, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to correct his homework, Sit quietly beside.

Elizabeth read it several times, and then stopped talking.

"Liz?"

"That..." He rubbed his hands nervously, but also looked forward to it, "Is there any one of your naval officers named Drake?"

"No, why?" Someone who was fascinated finally came back to his senses.

stunned...

Jiang Xinyan shook his head with a playful smile: "It's nothing, just ask, uh... When will Hawkins come back? I want to eat tomatoes."

"About February or March."

"Oh oh."

Elizabeth put down the things in her hands, stood up and stretched her muscles and bones, hugged her and kissed her: "Little baby, how many surprises do you have that you haven't told me, huh?"

"???"

"There's no rush to develop the 'Southern Continent'. When Hawkins comes back, I'll ask him to take his men down to check out the new route. It's important to avoid Portugal and trade with the East."

Jiang Xinyan nodded, enjoying the warm and soft embrace, his hands restlessly started to touch...

In order to cooperate with Little Rose, Elizabeth leaned back on the recliner, winking, raised her neck backwards, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin: "Xinyan, do you want it?"

— Gulu~ swallowed.

Do you want to play in the study room?

In fact, Jiang Xinyan had imagined countless scenes in her mind, but the one that stimulated her desire most was the throne play.Just imagining Elizabeth with abstinence | prudish appearance, in that kind of majestic place, being caught by her... ahem.

His eyes were straight and his nose was about to bleed.

In the next second, she pressed on like a hungry|thirsty little|beast...

The petticoat and bodice were thrown all over the floor. Elizabeth was lying on the sofa with a flushed face, her hair was disheveled, a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, her chest undulated slightly with her long breathing, and the gray-blue water Eyes immersed in a hazy fascination|drunkness, with a comfortable expression.

Jiang Xinyan hugged her and lay down for a while, nervously picked up the clothes and put them on for her, for fear that someone would come in, if they were seen like this, ten mouths would not be able to tell clearly.

"What are you nervous about?"

"I'm afraid that someone will look for you and be seen..."

Leisurely letting Little Rose take care of dressing, she pursed her lips and snickered: "Mary Stuart wrote me back, guess what she said?"

This topic is changing so fast.

Jiang Xinyan shook his head, and carefully tied her corset straps one after another.

"She was angry, refused to agree to ratify the treaty, and accused me of bullying her, being unfriendly and intolerant of her."

"..."

"Words." Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Elizabeth grabbed her hand that was about to put on her petticoat, with a slightly cold expression: "Tell me, are you familiar with Mary?"

Jiang Xinyan was frightened by her sudden seriousness, as if she had returned to the state of deep fear when she first met, he hesitated and said: "I'm not familiar..."

"I want to hear the truth."

"Words?"

Elizabeth held her shoulders and shook them lightly, her tone was urgent, she seemed to be unable to regain her composure, and she was a little crazy.

Many times she knew clearly that if she wanted to keep the throne and power, she would have to go on alone in this life. Fortunately, she met a lover who understood her and understood her. The fear of losing almost swallowed her heart.

It turned out that she was not confident at all, and was always afraid.

Jiang Xinyan was irritated by her questioning, and frowned impatiently: "She said she thought it was fun, so she caught me. In that case, I don't know what she is going to do. If I want to survive, I can only have a good relationship with her." Ah! I think you're going to want to think of something else after hearing this sentence."

"You talk, I listen."

"Then I told you to believe me."

"it is good."

Continuing with the work in hand, he helped her put on her dress. In desperation, Jiang Xinyan told the whole story of what happened during those two months in France, including the contact with the Medici.

Except that Mary already knew about their relationship.

It just so happened that she wanted to take this opportunity to tell Elizabeth explicitly how cunning that Medici was, and that England must never participate in the French War of Religion.

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth grasped another important point.

"She made friends with you?"

"Um……"

The tense string in her heart broke instantly, Elizabeth froze, and backed away again and again: "So you are friends?"

"It's not even a friend. I just... sympathize with her a little bit. From a personal point of view, she is just a mascot who is manipulated by others. She pays more attention to personal feelings. In fact, she is really insensitive to politics, otherwise she would not Back to your childish and ridiculous words, right?"

Unable to speak against his will, Jiang Xinyan had no choice but to tell the truth obediently when facing his daughter-in-law.

"Then you are defending her?" His tone turned cold, and a dark light welled up in the depths of his pupils.

"I didn't defend her, I just evaluated her objectively. To me, you and her are both history, you are a drama, she is a tragedy, and the reason why she is a tragedy is because... She committed suicide, of course, there are also growth environment and No one can stop people from sympathizing with a tragic character because of educational background, but sympathy does not mean approval."

With a slight pain in her heart, she looked away.

The person she loves seems to have selectively ignored the uneasiness, fear and anxiety she felt in the past two months, such as being shocked, frightened and helpless when she was imprisoned, but waited for a renunciation declaration, such as because of homosexuality. The relationship between the lovers was leaked and he was so nervous that he could only think of suicide. For example, he was frightened by a few big men and had to kill and escape late at night. For example...

very many.

With reddish eyes, Jiang Xinyan squatted down, holding back her tears by straightening her skirt.It would be a lie to say that she was not wronged. She never thought of betraying Elizabeth. She was full of thoughts on how to survive on her own, find a chance to go back, and even made the worst plan—the bag was left in the room of Fontainebleau Palace , the "whitening | powder" that I didn't have time to take away.

The results of it?

She didn't want to worry about it, so she subconsciously buried it in her heart, treating it as the past, or a dream.

"Words..."

With a shout, all her grievances disappeared in an instant.

Elizabeth knelt down and hugged her, rubbing her cheek against her ear gently, her fingertips ran through her black and smooth hair, and the temperature of the back of her head was a little hot on the palm of her hand.

"Mary is my political enemy."

"I know…"

"You can't be friends with her." The voice trembled suddenly, with a little helpless compromise and distress, extremely gentle.

"Forget about this person from today, I won't mention it, and you won't mention it, we..."

"Liz, don't run away." He interrupted her by raising his head, his eyes were red, he quickly lowered his head, took her hand and kissed it. "We must face her threat head on. Don't let the fear in your heart prevail. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side."

"..."

As long as Little Rose said it herself, she would believe it.

It was freezing cold, and a heavy snowfall flooded Hampton Court Palace in white. Jiang Xinyan and Olo took a walk in the bare garden, wearing a big furry cloak, overlooking a piece of silver-covered plains in the distance, the holy color was dyed bright Perennial gloomy skies.

"Huh... I really want to eat the dishes my mother cooks."

"I still want to eat crayfish, stinky tofu, boiled edamame, snails, grilled squid..." Jiang Xinyan leaned against the pillars of the gazebo in a daze, unconsciously chanting, and kept swallowing.

I miss the night market barbecue stalls in my motherland, I miss the five yuan fried chicken at the school gate when I was in high school, I miss the mutton hot pot in winter and the watermelon shaved ice in summer, and I miss those people and things.

"Stop talking, it made me want to eat too." Olo glared at her resentfully from behind.

"Hey, tell me, why did we come here?"

"How do I know?"

Jiang Xinyan was silent for a while, then turned around suddenly: "Could it be that I was thinking too much? I remember that before I came, I was preparing a dissertation related to Elizabeth, reading materials every day, watching documentaries, visiting museums, and going to Weiss Looking at her coffin in Minster Cathedral... Even the second before I opened my eyes, I was still looking at related websites on the computer."

The picture of the ring on the computer screen seemed to be right in front of my eyes.

The two of them discussed this matter, but they couldn't figure out why.

Olo rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Then I still think about getting rich every day, why haven't I seen getting rich?"

"Ring, ring..."

"What?"

"Oh my god, it can't be related to this ring, right?" Jiang Xinyan raised her hand and glanced at the red dragon and lion badge pattern, "This one is similar to what I saw on the computer, it's all set with a circle of rubies, but the color of the ring is no the same."

Just because he had seen the ring and knew that there were portraits of the queen and his biological mother hidden in it, he was let go later.

The more Jiang Xinyan thought about it, the more frightened she became...

Seeing that she was in a daze, Olo was about to speak, when she saw something moving out of the corner of her eye, her gaze moved over, and she froze.

"Hey, look."

"???"

Under the dead tree not far away, Eleanor and Worthingham walked side by side, walking slowly and leisurely, as if chatting, talking and laughing.

"Mom, do you know each other?"

"I didn't know it before, but now I definitely know it."

Looking at the figure that was very similar to Elizabeth, who automatically turned the blond hair into red hair, Jiang Xinyan suddenly had some kind of conjecture in a wicked way: "He doesn't like Eleanor, does he?"

That day when I took Eleanor to find Elizabeth, I happened to meet Worthingham and Cecil in the study. When they came out, Worthingham looked at Eleanor, tsk tsk.

The heart of gossip is ready to move...

Olo stretched his neck, laughed secretly, and said seriously after a while: "It's possible, if this is the case, Ella won't have to worry about no one marrying her."

"Are you sure he... is willing?"

"Hard to say."

"So you are here."

Stepping on the soft snow, a tall and slender figure approached quietly. The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw Elizabeth standing comfortably in front of them in a red dress that was as flamboyant as fire.

Several female officials and a team of maidservants followed.

"His Majesty."

He curtseyed politely, with an inexplicable guilty conscience.

It was inappropriate for the two of them to hang around leisurely all day under the title of maid.

But Elizabeth didn't feel that something was wrong, she looked at her little wife with a smile, grabbed her hands and put them in her palms, warming them manually.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

He glanced at the dead tree across the road from the gazebo, and inadvertently saw Eleanor and...Worsingham walking leisurely.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle. Elizabeth stared at the two people intently, and suddenly brought up an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty, do you think they are worthy?"

"Not worthy." Shaking his head slightly, he looked away, a trace of helplessness inadvertently flashed in his eyes, no one could understand.

Olo and Jiang Xinyan looked at each other without saying a word.

The latter wanted to justify: "That incident was not Eleanor's fault, she was a victim..."

"It has nothing to do with this." Elizabeth interrupted her abruptly, looked away, looked around at the white snow, and changed the subject: "Tomorrow I'm on vacation and I'll take you out to play."

"Really?!"

Sure enough, as soon as she talked about playing, her little rose became active.

Nodding, he tightened the tie of the cloak at the neckline for her, revealing only a delicate and fair face, like a porcelain doll.

"It's a pity not to have a snowball fight with such a beautiful snow scene."

Turning her head to look at the little girls behind her, Elizabeth winked at them: "Are you coming?"

"it is good!"