Mary Su Stuart

Queen Catherine was full of sincerity and enthusiasm, but was quickly thrown cold water by reality.

Satisfied with Nostradamus after this veiled meeting with the seer, she couldn't wait for the poet to be received by the king.

However, Henry II stated that he was not interested.

The queen need not be jealous, it has nothing to do with the other women; it is purely a pretentious king who habitually underestimates "those astrological tricks."

After all, despite being quite convinced of Nostradamus, Catherine did not dare to tell her husband the content of their conversation in person—let alone announce it to the public.

However, after the queen's persuasion, the king condescended and finally met the warlock hastily.

This time, Nostradamus, who sensed (or predicted) the other party's poor attitude, acted cautiously and did not talk about any crisis topics at all.

His "good performance" finally did not displease the king.Therefore, His Majesty, who is generous, still decided to reward him with a hundred gold coins.

For such a short meeting, the queen was really a little embarrassed.

After thinking about it, she asked to add another [-]% of the gift, and invited the prophetic poet to stay in the luxurious official residence of her confidant.

While he was in Paris, the queen summoned Nostradamus again.

This time, it's not so private.

After all, in recent days, because of the "precision" of astrology, he has given some prophetic advice to other nobles.Right now, he has accumulated some "real" fame in the capital.

Mary, who lived in the Louvre, happened to catch a glimpse of this "magic stick" who was praised highly by later generations under such an opportunity.

It was really just a glimpse - at the end of the long corridor, a stranger in a cloak thumped his short boots, walked hurriedly, and quickly disappeared from the vision of the future princess.

At that time, Mary only wondered who the queen had met to make it so mysterious.

It wasn't until a day later that the personal maid brought her this rather exciting news.

"What, Nostradamus?!" She almost doubted her ears. "Are you sure it's the name?"

As a modern soul who has experienced the doomsday predictions in 1999 and 2012, Mary is very familiar with "Hundred Poems".It turns out that the author lived in this era...

So did she miss something big? !

Miss Fleming nodded and explained softly: "Your Majesty, although this news is secret, it is very true. It is said that the Queen believes in his prophecy very much." Mary was quite excited. "So, what did he prophesy?"

Miss Fleming was having a hard time. "The queen doesn't seem to be happy about the rumors, it's cryptic..."

Mary gave her a sideways look. "Good girl, I know, you are the best, and you can always find out the truth. The other three Marys may not be as smart as you..."

The little Fleming girl blushed slightly. "Your Majesty, you flatter me too much."

"Nothing." Mary flatly denied. "Come on, tell me quickly, what did he prophesy?"

"He said to the queen, 'You have four boys, and there will be four kings.'"

"He really said that?" Mary "Tsk Tut" wondered.

Could it be different from what I guessed... This Nostradamus is really capable, not just a liar?

In real history, Catherine's three sons are French King Francois II, Charles IX, and Henry III.Among them, Henry III also served as King of Poland for a period of time before receiving the French crown from his elder brother.

That's right, the four monarchs!

Of course, Mary didn't like the result very much, and she had been intent on making some changes over the years.But according to the current situation, the role of time-traveling women is not obvious yet.

"And he said, 'I fear lest your noble princes should be tried by the matter of your children'."

Oh, this one is pretty accurate too!Catherine's sons, desolate indeed.In history, Francois was clearly a short-lived ghost. He spent almost a year in the hospital bed after marriage and had no children; Charlie died of illness in his 20s, and only one daughter died; Henry was married for [-] years and had no children; Gul-Francois had a long-term scandal with the Virgin Queen Elizabeth, and never married until his death... Valois was cut off from male heirs, and the French crown finally fell to the patriarch Bourbon.

Mary's expression gradually became serious.

"What else?"

Miss Fleming suddenly became timid and blushed. "This...is related to you too..."

Mary's scalp tightened.She pretended to be calm and patted the little girl. "Say it."

"He said, 'Your eldest son, sorry to suffer from illness, but miracles seem to be happening'... He said 'after four years, it may still be critical; however, the situation is slowly changing and the future has not been decided'.

Mary's eyes were wide open.This Nostradamus seems really not simple!

Four years means 1560!

Originally in history, "François II died of an ear infection that affected his brain" that year.

She shivered involuntarily.

As a time-traveling woman, Mary has to believe in certain ghosts and ghosts.Now, a soon-to-be-famous astrologer predicted the "real future", how dare she ignore it!

He...couldn't have also come from time travel?

This thought only flashed through Mary's mind.After all, as far as she knew, Nostradamus' words and deeds did not exceed the norms of an ancient.

So, she shouldn't be troubled by it for now.

What she should worry about are the important events that are getting closer and closer, as well as the life and death of some people.

Therefore, Mary, who had secretly sneered at the "prophecy", quickly and seriously bought a whole set of "Hundred Poems".

—to compare with the "history" she can still remember.

However, Mary flipped through it a little, and just wanted to scold: these long and short poems are weird and hazy, or messy; there is no time clue, who knows what the metaphor is!

The maids who accompanied her to read and suspected that there were secrets in the book were almost dizzy.

"Oh, Longza's lyric poems are much more beautiful than these." Miss Beeton rubbed her forehead and sighed.

Mary glanced at her well-developed breasts, and almost wanted to hit her on the head—this is, as long as the front is full; the neck will not be able to absorb nutrients...

Silly girl!

Longza, who is that?That is the most famous imperial literati in the contemporary era, the red horn of the palace!He is a master of poetry who promoted national culture, took the lead in writing in French, and founded the Seven Star Poetry Society.His ode poems could make Henry II happy, and his love songs were widely recited in European courts...

"How can you compare such a poor poet with him." Miss Fleming curled her lips. "The beauty of Longsaling's French has broken through the old limitations of Latin. Besides, the poems he wrote for His Majesty are highly appreciated by His Majesty the Crown Prince."

A slightly precocious Miss Beeton with flushed cheeks. "Those love poems dedicated to His Majesty are so romantic, sensational, and touching; thanks to Your Majesty, they are so appropriate..."

Mary was ashamed to hear her mention the old things: Well, Longza, a court poet, flattered the future princess with literary works, which is clearly his duty; she only has to pay a few words of lyrics, and she has to accept more compliments that do not match the name , Shame Sharen also.

When it comes to the original core in this body, probably, perhaps, it lives up to the name of a talented woman.However, if it were my modern soul, hehehe...

Miss Livingston dutifully finished another book. "Your Majesty, it's really difficult writing. I'm afraid His Royal Highness doesn't like this kind of writing either."

Miss Seton giggled and said, "How do you know? As long as our Majesty collects it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very interested."

Mary pursed her lips and shook her head. "His Royal Highness, after all, he is more obedient to his father. You should know that, unlike the queen, His Majesty King Henry is quite disdainful of this matter."

"Besides, he's been very busy recently, so he probably doesn't have much to think about."

As François grew older, Marie spent less and less time studying with him.After all, men and women are different, and the education of the future king and the future queen should not be mixed together.Therefore, the chances of hearing that Mary won became increasingly rare.

"Moreover, the new Duke of Orleans, His Royal Highness Charles has also started his studies recently," said 12-year-old Francois, who was still close to his younger brother who was six years younger. "As a brother, you also need to pay attention to one or two things."

After speaking, Mary sighed and threw Nostradamus' prophecy booklet aside.

"This, the so-called profound meaning, is actually subtle and disorderly...it's really not worth thinking about."

The four maids listened to the advice of the little queen and stopped delving into those obscure poems.

Mary is relaxed on the outside, but on the inside, she is not so easy to let go.

She didn't want to read those vague sentences; but the author himself was not far away.For a moment, she was scratching her heart like a hundred claws, wishing to arrest Nostradamus and torture him carefully.

However, if he confronts him personally, in case something is exposed... it's worth worrying about.

Mary hesitated.

However, fortunately or unfortunately, before she could make a decision, this Nostradamus quietly left Paris within a few days.

I heard that he was vague and never revealed his future destination.

The news spread to the court, and some nobles speculated that he might have returned to his hometown or somewhere else; perhaps, he was trying to avoid the pursuit of some extreme Catholics.

In view of the fact that this mysterious poet was not very popular with the king and "that lady", and the queen's public admiration for him was limited; everyone's concerns disappeared with his departure for the time being.

Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

If you missed it, don't force it.

After thinking about it, I'm still more reliable.

Well, anyway, "the future is undecided".

As an ally of France, the Queen of Scots naturally hopes that this place will remain safe and stable in the future.If Mary Stuart wanted to be an endless monarch, secure and self-reliant, and even wait for the opportunity to control the whole of Britain, she must not easily give up the support of France.Therefore, she will help Henry II to delay his death as much as possible; she will take care of François and try to maintain his health and life...

Another woman, who had had close communication with the prophet, also had similar thoughts.

She was Catherine de' Medici, a French queen who devoted herself to her husband and son.

It's a pity that the bad luck that was forewarned first came to her.

The twins in her womb did not survive because of dystocia.

The queen herself was also seriously injured, and was diagnosed by the imperial doctor as "I am afraid it will be difficult to conceive again."

This year, Catherine was 37 years old.