Versailles Wild Rose

If it were him, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

The life in the monastery is very hard, and the life of the noble young master is two extremes, but if he can't bear it, he can still go home, but if the princess married to a foreign country didn't suffer the tragedy of the country's ruin and family death, she would basically never do it again. go home.

Ugh

Just like the queen mother of England, the king's husband was beheaded, and England became a republic, so she had to take her daughter back to live with her natal princess

The French servants in the mansion said that the British princess Henrietta was beautiful, but the most beautiful woman in the palace could also be said to be the king’s royal mistress Abigail. Adrian didn’t believe that anyone could be more beautiful than the little princess. how beautiful the little princess is

like an angel.

He was still thinking about how to ask about the British princess, when he saw a young noble girl come in and report, "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, Your Highness and the Princess are here."

The queen mother has no daughter, and the royal blood princess who can be called "rcesse" does not live in the palace, and it is said that the king's brother and the British princess cousin grew up together

Adrian glanced at his father quietly, and saw that his father was also looking at him, with an indescribable interest in his eyes, as if ironic that he used to look at the people he wanted to knock down in the same way.

He pondered the look in his father's eyes, feeling rather uneasy.

Soon, the footsteps came from far to near, and the brisk footsteps of the two young people quickly entered the waiting hall.

First, a handsome boy said, "Mother." He kissed Anna Austria on the cheek.

"Hello, Your Majesty." Then a short girl curtseyed.She had thick, dark tan curls piled up her cheeks, the new hairstyle for aristocratic women of this era.

Adrian looked at the girl in surprise. She looks good, but she is still a child, and she is not beautiful enough to make people forget to breathe. The point is, this is not the girl he saw on the Champs Elysees that day. .

Anna of Austria smiled and said, "Marquis, this is my second son, Philip, Your Royal Highness; this is the Princess of England, Henrietta Anne Stuart, my niece. Philip, Henrietta, this is Spain. Marquis Alphonso Elvira; eldest son of the Marquis, Don Adrian Elvira, Count of Reims."

Adrian bowed slightly, "Hello, Your Highness; Hello, Your Royal Highness."

He was confused and horrified If the girl was the princess of England, who was the blonde girl that day

He turned to look at his father he knew he must know

Philip was very interested in the newly-acquainted little Spanish count and immediately invited him to have lunch.

"What do you know about horseback riding, archery and hunting? I think someone in Spain should teach you this." Philip walked quickly.

Adrian tried to keep up with him, not understanding why the Highness was leaving so fast.

Henrietta could only trot all the way to catch up with him, "Go slowly, Philip"

"You're too slow," Philip said disgustedly.

"Count Lance," Henrietta panted, "can you hold my hand so that I may go faster."

"Count Lance, don't pay attention to her, she is always like this."

"Hey," said Henrietta angrily, "you are my cousin."

"Can you walk a little faster? Don't run, just walk a little faster." Adrian said.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Henrietta smiled and stretched out his hand, "Do you know what Philip is going to do in such a hurry?"

"What is he going to do?" Adrian asked cooperatively.

"He's in a hurry to see Abigail have you heard of her?"

"No. Who is Abigail?"

Henrietta looked shocked, "I don't believe you Spaniards haven't heard of His Majesty's royal mistress, the Marquise de Provence. Maybe you've only heard of her title, but not her name."

The young princess looked sly.

Adrian thought that the princess was not a good child, so she deliberately said the name of Mrs. Provence, just to see his reaction.

"I didn't notice her name. I heard she was the most beautiful girl in the palace."

"Oh, yes, she's stunning," said Henrietta, smiling.

"So, what color is her hair?"

Madame de Provence's hair is golden, light golden, a beautiful color like gold filigree.

She is beautiful, but not as radiant as she was that day.

even

When she saw His Royal Highness, she smiled and stretched out her hand to him, and the two held hands intimately. Philip kissed her lips, and that was by no means the kiss that a younger brother should have on his elder brother's mistress.

He suddenly remembered the information he had read in the intelligence. The beautiful mistress had a close relationship with the king's brother, but the King of France had nothing to do with his mistress, nor his brother.

Too bad this beautiful woman is so shameless

"Where have you been these days?" Abigail asked.

"I'm going to Santa Cruz," Philip said happily. "You should take a look at my castle. I asked them to decorate the bedroom first. I think they have done a good job. You will like it."

"That's your castle, as long as you like it." She walked to the window and took out a white rose from the vase, "Have you seen the mission?"

"No, I'm not interested. I'm very boring. That's something that Brother Wang needs to worry about. Oh, this is the Earl of Lance, from Spain." He looked at Adrian.

"My father is the Marquis of Elvira in Spain, one of the official representatives of the mission."

Henrietta yelled "It's boring"

Philip also said "you're boring"

Abigail smiled faintly, "Is that Earl Lance? Why do you look like you are about to go to the guillotine? Is there something wrong with this palace or is there something wrong with me?"

She tore off a rose petal and stuffed it into Philip's mouth.

Adrian frowned. The sun shone through the glass window, shining on half of her face, and on her blond hair.In the sun her face was whiter than a rose petal in her hand, and her blond hair shone brighter than the sun.

He turned away from looking at her.

His Royal Highness changed his mind and decided not to invite his new friend to lunch.A noble girl about the age of Princess Henrietta sent Adrian out of the palace.

"Are you Spanish? You speak French well. Are you a representative of the embassy? You seem too young. How old are you and where have you been in Paris?"

The girl is lively and cute, but she talks too much, twittering like a sparrow on a branch, which makes Adrian almost faint.

"You have seen Madam, is Madam 10 times more beautiful than your princess? Oh, I made a mistake again, Madam will scold me later. My lord, have you participated in the negotiation? Everyone in the palace is talking about marriage contract Things, do you know that the engagement is between our Majesty and your princess."

"Aren't you afraid that Madam will punish you?"

"Oh, madam will probably only scold me a little bit."

"Do you really want to know the content of the marriage contract?"

"Probably, His Majesty will tell her."

"Shouldn't Madam hate our princess?"

"Then I don't know. Your Excellency, please."

The girl stretched out her hand to indicate that the gate of the Louvre was ahead.

Adrian walked out of the palace gate and ordered his horse to be brought.

The horse's nose spews out white steam, it's so cold in Paris in winter.

Why didn't she show that she had seen him before? Obviously she saw him that day.He couldn't figure it out.

Also, these royals are so annoying. One minute they say they want to buy you lunch, and the next minute they tell you to fuck off.Alas, he is not short of this lunch, but his father may have to nag him for a long time.

paris is such a nasty city

Lunch turned into a small family gathering, and Philippe, who had been in Santa Cruz for a few days to check on the reconstruction of the chateau, had to have lunch with her as soon as he got back; Louis, unable to refuse his brother, had to agree; He said he wanted to go back, so he naturally stayed for a small lunch gathering.

Claude was going to inform her about the situation of the Baroness Kijolet and his wife, but he never found a chance to be alone, so he also stayed to have lunch with her.

Abigail drank two sips of wine, ate half a roasted squab, a big ball of lean meat from the hooves, some parsley grown in the greenhouse, tomato chicken soup that few people liked, and half a roasted corn.

At this time, tomato is only planted as a horticultural ornamental plant, and some are also planted in the flower room of the Louvre. People love its round fruit that turns from green to red.But now Mrs. Provence likes to eat soup made of red tomato fruit, which is a strange hobby.

Others don't like this sour soup and think it tastes too weird.

As for corn, Columbus brought back this bright yellow plant when it matured from America, and people soon knew how to eat it. candy.

"I'm going out for a horse ride in the afternoon. I've had enough of those Spaniards." Louis dropped the knife and fork and picked up the wine glass.

"I'm not going," said Philip quickly.

"You have to go if you don't want to go." Louis stretched out his finger and flicked the wine glass lightly.

"I'm very tired these days, I want to have a good sleep in the afternoon."

"No." Louis glanced at him.Think he doesn't know what's going on in his head?

"Oops I'm really tired, my legs hurt, my butt hurts, I can't ride."

Louis was unmoved, "Ask the groom to put a blanket on your saddle."

Philip made a face at Henrietta.

Henrietta almost fell off the seat laughing.

"Which clause was discussed today?" Abigail asked casually.

"That's not all, national borders and"

The author has something to say about Abigail you who haven't seen you

Take a look at the reason why Spain became the source of the Habsburg family.Henry VIII's first wife was a Spanish princess, Catherine of Aragon. Catherine's sister was the famous Queen of Castile "Mad Juana", who married Philip Philip of Habsburg. The daughter and the subsequent Spanish princess were called "Austrian so-and-so" princesses.

In the American TV series The Spanish Princess Thesanishrcess, Catherine is so humble and entangled in whether she is still a virgin or not, whether she can marry Arthur's younger brother Harry, but before Catherine's eldest sister Isabella married the Portuguese crown prince Alfonso, and Alfonso did not get married. She died in one year, and then Isabella married Alfonso's uncle Manuel I, so in fact, the royal family didn't care whether his wife was a virgin at all, but only cared about the background of the other party.

It is said that because the church stipulates that you cannot marry a brother’s wife, the Pope must approve it, but in fact, royal marriages require the Pope’s approval, which is usually a formality; divorce also requires the Pope’s approval, so the Pope did not agree with Henry VIII. Divorce, coupled with the fact that the royal family has no money, and church thieves have money. Due to various factors, England decided to break with Rome. The king served as the head of religion, and England began to become a country where theocracy was united.

Mad Juana is really miserable.

The sisters in this family have stories.

Manuel I should love Isabella very much. After the death of her husband, Isabella returned to her natal Spain. Her parents wanted to marry another daughter, Maria, to Manuel, but he insisted on marrying Isa Bella, Isabella remarried into the Portuguese royal family six years after her husband's death.

Isabella died shortly after giving birth to her son, and Manuel married Princess Maria of Aragon, who, after Maria's death, married Juana's daughter, Princess Eleanor of Austria. ,,