[Zhongyingmei] After inheriting the throne

New York State, the upper floor of a residence in an ordinary community.

The wind and snow rose out of thin air, and then subsided again after outlining a human figure.A girl in silver armor appeared in the room, and her full weight fell on the wooden floor, making a crunching sound.On the table next to her, an old book of fairy tales was quietly spread out, and on the exposed half page was an illustration drawn, which showed a hand picking up a plump apple.

The girl lowered her eyes and raised her hand expressionlessly to take off the heavy golden crown on her head.In the next moment, her figure was raised by an inch, and she turned into a young girl with long brown hair, and suddenly transformed into another person completely.

This is what Gladys Quinn really looks like. She has dark brown mid-length hair, clear gray-blue eyes, slightly raised lips, and always looks with a faint smile.No one could deny that she was a pretty girl, but this face was far from being so invincible as before.

But now, her eyes conveyed endless sadness and melancholy, which made the smile that was always on the corner of her mouth disappear.Gladys put the crown back on the page, and it seemed to sink into the swamp, sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared in the book.

Gladys sat down in her armchair and relaxed all over.The clock hanging on the wall was still moving forward, reminding her that the long time travel just now probably only passed a few seconds in reality.Her incredible adventure just now has also become an illusory and elusive dream against the backdrop of time.

Now, the dream is awake.

But she couldn't let it sink into the sea of ​​consciousness like a dream no matter what.Those bone-chilling snow, those fierce swords and swords, and those fiery hot blood were all circling in her mind.Her hands that were loosely resting on the armrest suddenly trembled, and the indescribable fear and sadness made her cry uncontrollably.

She thought of the big boy who showed his last smile in front of her, and then, there was a desperate "click".

"Huh—" Gladys clutched his chest, panting heavily.All the sourness stagnated in her throat, and the choked sobs made her unable to utter a sob. [Snow White]'s consciousness gradually subsided, and those negative emotions surged up layer by layer like a tide.

At that moment, she felt guilt, self-blame, and endless remorse.

At the moment when the negative emotions reached their peak, they began to fall back and fade away, washing the sandy beach in my heart smooth and smooth, as if nothing had happened, and walked to another world gracefully.

But this is also an illusion.Gladys watched the world dim before her eyes, and even the light air turned into something stagnant and viscous to wrap her around.She only felt that there was an invisible force pressing on her shoulders, making everything in her vision blurred and taking away all the strength in her body.

She saw herself standing up with her body supported, walked forward slowly, turned on the faucet, took a glass of water, and poured it into her mouth.The stimulation formed by a series of actions was separated by a layer of veil, which reduced her perception to the extreme, as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep, numb and dizzy.

She sat back at the desk again, and the message notification sounded, and in the chat window that popped up on the computer desktop, her good friend Delia was sending a message: "Latty, I passed the interview!"

"That's wonderful!" Gladys replied, also heartily happy for her friend.

But she just pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and pulled out a perfunctory smile, and then the smile fell down again.The slightest bit of joy didn't change anything, she only felt the heaviness, a force pulling her to sink.

"This is impossible." Reason told her that the setbacks this time must not affect the subsequent tasks.

The consciousness instilled in the fairy tale book reminded her that she did not change history, because this is history—maybe some details have been changed, but in the general direction, it will never go wrong.

——Of course, or maybe, as long as the earth is not messed up, the destruction of mankind is just around the corner, and fairy tale books can maintain this idea peacefully.

And she was powerless to change.

She hated her own powerlessness and mistakes.

Gladys didn't know how long she sat there, and when the sun rose again, she finally came out of that dazed state.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, looked at herself in the mirror again, and examined her heart.

"Gladys, are you still holding on?"

"Yes, I will not be easily shaken."

She finally dared to search that period of history and saw the glory of the "Roaring Commando", as well as the two members who declared their sacrifices-Steve Rogers and James Barnes.

They fell before victory, paving the way for the long road to dawn with flesh and blood.

Gladys looked down at the book of fairy tales, feeling confused.She was overwhelmed by the complex and intertwined emotions, and her eyes wandered aimlessly.

Finally, she turned the book seriously.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it. This is war, this is history, at least they died well." She comforted herself. "You still have your own mission."

Gladys went through the pages of the book, pausing at the end of the first story.There was a blank page on it, and in the shadow was a dark circle.Nameless anger suddenly swept through her heart, but she was already very tired, and even the anger turned into a clumsy and limp appearance, she struggled a few times and then gave up.

She skipped the page that made her worry, and continued to turn down.This one story is complete, and Gladys feels he has found his next goal.

She smoothed the pages of the book, concentrated on letting the distractions go away for a while, and then reached out to touch.The twisted and rounded lines stuck to the fingertips, and Gladys pulled the object out of the book forcefully.

This is a silver crown, different from the sharp corners of the previous one, but twisted circles intertwined into arcs, connecting to form a crown with soft lines.On the crown, countless broken diamonds are inlaid on each line, reflecting the dazzling brilliance as the angle changes.

Gladys didn't know it was so dazzling before, but she was not attracted by this gorgeous crown for long, she closed her eyes and put it on her head.

"Please guide me," she begged sincerely.

Star-like light spots fell down, reflecting a meteor shower in the room.After the light and shadow faded, the layers of skirts were scattered, decorated with exquisite embroidery and complicated patterns, and the corners were decorated with bows and lace, which was extremely luxurious.

weight!

That was Gladys' first thought.

She felt layers of petticoats superimposed to form a fluffy skirt, which made her almost unable to stand on her feet.In addition to the weight of the crown on her head, there is also a pile of high buns pressing on the top of her head, making her afraid to shake her head casually.

She turned sideways and slowly squeezed in front of the full-length mirror, finally seeing her current appearance.Two bundles of curly hair hung down from the high bun, and fell on the shoulders and chest from the back of the head.The clothes on the upper body are wrapped around the chest and waist, the sleeves are tightly tied, and the loose cuffs are spread out like flowers. The decorations on the details are unique; With rose embroidery and swirling lace, you can't wait to pile as much fabric as possible on this dress.

Gladys was a little embarrassed in this over-the-top rococo dress.Fortunately, the hair on her head is not a wig, and the color of her body is also a relatively low-key dark green, and the woman in the mirror—yes, a mature woman, different from the previous girl—has golden brown curly hair Hair, deep eyebrows, firm expression... In short, he looks like a smart person.

She settled down, and then began to perceive the role this time.

【Belle】

Those depressed, sad, painful, and annoyed feelings have completely receded, and only cold reason circulates in my mind.

Then she saw more, and her thoughts ran at an unstoppable pace.

The "historical picture" that she couldn't let go of was automatically reversed, capturing all the details like a movie lens.What they said, what they did, the arc of their mouths when they smiled, the angle of their eyes when they turned their heads... all these things were laid out in front of her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, various information interspersed, like a blank corner of a jigsaw puzzle, a branch growing from a tree—everything is traceable, and the chaotic lines weave into a lifelike picture:

The time Peggy wore a new dress, she went to find Steve at the pub because she smelled of whiskey there when she came back; Steve and Peggy had a cold fight before - adults The kind of emotional conflict, it should be because she saw other people throwing arms at Steve, but Steve most likely did not refuse - a female staff member in the duty room once talked about her kissing in the tea room. Captain America, the timeline comparison is completely consistent; Howard tried his best in the research room to develop a new power system with the machine left by Hydra, but it did not reach the ideal state, so he gave it to Phillips that time. The general's car is actually a failure, and the engine sounds weird - because he put the only successful part on the motorcycle for Captain America...

"Stop, stop. Can you stop gossiping," Gladys thought, turning his attention to the other side:

[Crystal Coffin] Bucky's body was preserved. During such a long period of stagnation, its uniqueness should be discovered soon, but considering its uniqueness, this news must have been blocked by the authorities up.Optimistically, if Peggy and Howard remember what she said, they should work together to save it.Of course, judging from the current situation, no news may be the best news.

She can put this matter aside for a while, anyway, judging from the current situation, she has no reliable way to inquire about this level of information.It's better to turn your eyes back to the next goal and hurry up to get down to business.

She looked at the book again, and the missing corner still belonged to the previous story.

【magic mirror】