Mary Su Stuart

Lord Merry's name is James.After his father, James V of Scotland resolutely abandoned his mother Mary Erskine and married the "Princess from France", he deeply understood that he would never be able to become King James of Scotland Shishi VI.Of course, as the eldest of the six children of James V and Miss Erskine, he undoubtedly received various preferential treatment-the title came from his father's reward, and his property came more from his mother who later married into the Douglas family.

He also lived up to the cultivation of his biological parents.As the king's illegitimate son, he once won the "trust" of Marie de Guiss with his tact and intelligence; he took the job of protecting his half-sister Mary Stuart, and entered and exited the most beautiful court in Europe. Clink glasses with French dignitaries, socialize with famous ladies and ladies...

But he has gradually grown tired of these.

He is already tired of dealing with powerful officials who are full of lies, and he no longer likes those noble ladies who are ostentatious.He saw through their low regard for himself, a Scottish "country lord". He missed the mountains, rivers and rivers, highlands and valleys, old towns and old towns of his hometown.

He is looking forward to the day when he throws off the hypocritical mask of civilization, mixes with those simple and rude Scottish lords, and has a happy enmity with them—the premise is that he wants to be in power and be a superior person.

However, the good sister he once cared for and cared for never gave him this chance.

Obviously, she has lived like a fish in water in the French court; obviously, she has also found a good chair in the English court.Why is she so defensive, together with her frail husband, clinging to the governance of Scotland... She would rather rely on outsiders like Boswell and Maitland than let herself go back to her hometown to be a regency.

Merry was jealous and hated.The longer he stayed in Paris, the more his desire for power became like a snake unwilling to be lonely, gnawing at his heart from time to time.

Yet he persevered.He was far from Edinburgh, or London; his links with his native land, with Mary's antagonist, the Queen of England, were not secure.He needs to wait for the opportunity; either to win the trust of the two Scottish monarchs, or to use some exchange of interests to achieve the goal of returning home to govern.

Now, the dormant Meri finally sees the dawn of hope.

The unexpected death of Henry II means that the French crown prince will have a more important title, and the energy he can devote to Scotland alone will be greatly reduced.And Mary, who has been promoted to the new queen, also needs to deal with more French official duties, and probably has no time to cultivate the land...

Just when Merry was racking his brains, thinking about how to win the post of Regent of Scotland, something even better happened.

Chateliard, a French poet who had followed Marie for a long time, was walking around nervously holding a few letters obtained by disgraceful means, but he happened to find and intercept them.

Ha, thanks to his politeness and affection towards his sister, that silly French boy actually trusts him quite a bit.He said that he admired the Queen very much, and that he was able to get along in her inner court like a fish in water, making the maids almost defenseless against him; and he had always been in close contact with the maid Biton, so he "intentionally" collected the information that the Queen gave Biton. letter……

Among them, there seem to be texts involving Henry II and Montgomery.

It turned out that the excitable Chateauriere, with some of his countrymen, had earlier mourned Henry II deeply, and mentioned how much Marie had worried about the tourney—the rumor that the Dauphine foresaw the king's death was partly This is where it comes from.Now, being a fool, he is afraid of the increasingly outrageous rumors that spread, and full of enthusiasm for the mistress, he is struggling to analyze her handwriting, so as to clear up His Majesty's suspicion.

Heh, he only needs to coax a few words, and he will obediently take out those letters and share them with the queen's brother.However, in Meili's view, Mary's ambiguous words, in another way of interpretation, are more suitable as evidence to accuse "the existence of a regicide conspiracy".

Right now, the Montmorencys have summoned the little poet away; however, the "most important evidence" is already on Merry's hot chest.

What a godsend opportunity!

So he was full of confidence, his steps were steady, and he planned to come and negotiate terms with his sister in person.

And his sister's reaction was no different from what he had imagined in advance.

"...My letter to Miss Beeton?" Mary asked in confusion.

She paused, and then said to herself: "Ah, yes, there is. Two years ago, the King of Scotland was alone in Edinburgh. I was worried and asked Biton to take care of him for a while, and then let her follow him. He went back to France until I was reunited with François."

"At that time, in my letter, didn't I just... routinely ask her to take good care of His Majesty?"

Mary looked at him longingly. "I really can't remember the specific content. Dear James, can you tell me, what's in it?"

Merry glanced at the many attendants and maids in the house.So, as clever as Mary, she expressed the need to have a private conversation with him, and cleaned up the people in the room, even the most beloved Miss Seton was sent to the corner.

Merry paced over, walking briskly. "You should know that in the past few days, a bunch of ugly remarks have suddenly appeared in the court, saying that the Earl of Montgomery, and even you, acted improperly and harbored evil intentions in this accident of His Majesty Henry."

Mary bit her lips and said, "Your words are too polite. What they said is much more vicious."

"Yes, we must resolutely curb this kind of framing." Mei Li cleared his throat. "Dear Your Majesty, at this time, I am very glad that you are still calm. This will obviously help us find countermeasures and tide over the difficulties."

With a fake smile on his face, he lowered his head, whispered into Mary's ear, and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, earlier, you shouldn't have put your thoughts on paper—for example, a letter to the maid. "

"Especially, that extraordinary foresight...is really suspicious."

The low and thin voice is like a poisonous snake spitting out letters and licking its prey.

"'Journeys are very much admired in France, but they are always fraught with danger. Fortunately we need not worry about the crown prince. But, my lord Henry II, he is very keen on it. I have listened to the word of God, and I am afraid 'the good swimmer drowning'."

"'In addition, if the Earl of Montgomery writes back to Edinburgh, he should remind His Majesty...the Earl has been stationed in Scotland, and can be recalled, assisted, and discussed'."

Meili's eyes were full of worry, but her heart was full of pleasure of revenge. "But what should I do? This kind of text, and even more straightforward... It's hard to believe that you didn't know about the surprise of the French king in advance."

"If you let those who are in charge of the royal family see that your 'little mistake' of 'knowing' the death of the monarch in advance, I'm afraid you will be convicted."

Mary was shocked. "God, I obviously, just expressing concern—"

Merry followed in shock. "I also prefer to think that this is probably your concern. However, everyone knows that you have always had an extraordinary talent for prediction. You have predicted the fate of England's Henry VIII, Edward VI, Mary I and many other monarchs, and you have always It was fulfilled. You also 'pre-discovered' the life crisis of the current English monarch Elizabeth, and entered London at the right time. So, what reason can prevent people from doubting that you can detect the accidental death of the French king?"

He looked shocked and his voice was steep. "Your Majesty, there are many people in the world who are blinded by their desires. I'm afraid they will only think in the wrong direction!"

As an educated lord, Merry knows very well that someone may be touted as a prophet when a prophecy about the tragedy of an enemy country is fulfilled; Possibly seen as an ominous curser—disgusted, resented, like High Priest Cassandra bemoaning the fall of Troy.

"Obviously you were just guessing and worrying, but you were accused of conspiracy...even, they were linked with evil witchcraft curses. It's too much!" He seemed to be filled with righteous indignation. "Ah, at this critical moment, I hope very much that I can help you tide over the difficulties."

"At this critical juncture," Meri bowed slightly, emphatically, "I just, have been looking forward to you, looking forward to gaining your trust."

Mary forced a smile. "Thank you for your expectation, and I have always trusted you, James. So, what do I need to do to repay your help?"

"Hey, how dare I ask for repayment!" Mei Li hurriedly put on a frightened expression, but a smile overflowed from the corners of her brows and eyes.

"No, my honorable lord, you really helped me figure out a lot of things this time." Mary sighed. "Anyway, thank you very much. So please tell me, is there anything I can do to show my appreciation?"

Her tone was very sincere. "It's also, for our common good."

Meili suddenly felt that she was still pretending to be stupid, but she just refused to talk to him.However, he decided not to continue practicing Tai Chi with her.Meili pretended to be kind and said:

"Yes, this is for our common interests. You see, this place is about to become a battleground for a group of cunning French...and you need more support."

"Lord Boswell," said Merry, taking some effort to suppress his displeasure, as he pronounced the name, "has worked with Montgomery in Edinburgh, and he has a full say in how the Earl gets on with you there. He can testify that the count is as loyal to the sovereign of France as he is to you."

Merry suppressed the soreness in her chest. "Moreover, as your 'General Commander', he can bring you more personal guards, and he can give the Queen of Scots perfect protection in this French court."

"As for me, people here speak lightly..." His eyes were full of melancholy. "However, fortunately, I am still familiar with the language and customs of my hometown. If I rush back to Scotland to take care of the rear for you, and ask the rest of the lords to voice their support, it will be very beneficial to reverse these bad public opinions in Paris."

He emphasized emphatically: "Scotland is your eternal backing. As long as I hurry back and replace Lord Boswell with me - this matter will be properly resolved."

"I think," Mary hesitated, "thanks to having you in this court, you are helping me to consider such an important issue. I don't want you to stay away...Here, apart from you, I really don't know who else I can rely on?"

"Oh," Meri said sincerely, "you should trust your husband, the current king."

Mary's eyes flushed. "Yes, I believe. But you are also indispensable."

Merry frowned.So she realized that her brother was a little impatient, and sighed: "Let me think about it... After all, this is for the common interests of our Scotland."

Merillo showed her face, and heard her say again: "Before that, can you let me take a look at the letters that I sent to the maid that Chatelier took away? I think we should study the rest more, It helps us grasp the key points and better deal with the current situation."

"That important document must be kept properly." Mei's face remained unchanged. "Considering all kinds of risks, I think it's better to store it and not move it easily. The most important thing to care about at the moment is Chatrial... He happens to be with his compatriots."

"Hey," Mary exclaimed, "is he running away like this?"

"Perhaps, maybe it's because he was detained." Mei Li thought about it. "However, I am shouldering the important task entrusted by His Majesty François—here to protect you—so, I cannot act at will for the time being."

Seeing Mary tightening the veil, Meri's brows twitched for a moment. "If Lord Boswell can come here as soon as possible, I'm sure he will be able to do better than me here. And I will be able to deal with the calamity brought by Chatriel with peace of mind..."

He's said enough.However, Mary finally replied: "Thank you very much, James. Please be calm, wait a moment, and I will discuss with His Majesty for a while, after all, he is the King of Scotland."

Meili stared, and finally saluted restrainedly. "Then, as you wish."

After her half-brother walked out, Mary closed her eyes and thought slowly.

Meili's appeal is already very obvious.That is, he asked her, to give the regency of Scotland.

However, the letters he exchanged for...

Mary shook her head.She was convinced that, in fact, she shouldn't have written too much sentences.

However, don't be careless at this time.Some things, even just one or two hints, can make a big fuss in the eyes of a caring person.

Meili and her, in the eyes of outsiders, are still close.If he turned his face on this, it would be very detrimental to his own image.

This is also, he threatened his capital in disguise.

This, in retrospect, when I loved to show off, I was indeed rude to the Tudor family, and I said a lot about life and death...

So she has to reflect on herself, shouldn't she be young and arrogant, and open-mouthed?

No, Mary thought to herself, it was a very uncomfortable moment.Back then, Scotland was short of supplies, the royal family was weak, and it was threatened by the invasion of neighboring countries for many years.I am just a child, although she is a queen, she is always restrained; sometimes she is nervous and even excited, far from the calmness she pretends to be.

Therefore, at that time, the only way to help her get rid of that feeling of depression was to hold the conceit of modern people, pretend to be a prophet, and despise the enemy...This has almost become a habit.

Now, it brought her such a hidden danger.

What a headache.

Thinking about it, Mary felt her forehead twitching.

Alas, I opened my eyes and saw these maids surrounded me: Miss Seton was sweating from anxiety; Beeton looked sinful and sorrowful;

"That's all for the Duke of Guise." Mary stood up, "Our Majesty hasn't returned yet?"

Seton hurried over to help her. "Your Majesty, maybe I got caught by something."

Mary frowned. "So long?"

Miss Beaton managed to stop her sobs, and said, "However, in the current situation, Lord Merry's words are generally... correct. His Majesty the King hopes that you will wait..."

In the end, Livingston couldn't help but comfort him: "Your Majesty, there is indeed some unrest in the palace. So, please..."

Even if an ambitious "brother" is guarding the door, threatening her in disguise?

Mary looked over one by one.Do you dare to believe that these maids were all bought by the master?They all advised her not to move, to wait obediently like a little woman who depends on her husband...

Does this still look like a time-traveling woman?

no no.Mary took a deep breath.Calm down, impulse is the devil.

Be rational, the information you have at the moment may not be sufficient, so don't act rashly.Thinking twice before acting is the most prudent and safest way.No matter how much you want to take the initiative to attack, you must at least discuss it with Francois...

As for the poisonous snake guarding the gate...Francois probably still doesn't know what role Chateliard played in spreading the rumors, nor does he know what important information Merry has?

Fortunately, she had told him many times; he should not be ignorant of Merry's nature.

I should trust Francois, he chose to let Meri come over to guard the palace, he should have weighed the pros and cons.

Since you trust him, why wait a moment?

Mary took a long breath, and finally sat back slowly under the anxious eyes of the maids.

The author has something to say: My brother has a sense of presence~

Mary: Acting with you is so fake...

Chatrial, the pig teammate...

In "Queen of the Broken Head", this daredevil broke into Mary's bedroom secretly and was discovered.For the queen's reputation, he was finally executed.

Sigh, this article gave him many more years to live...