The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

Ivy stayed in Windsor Castle for about two days, played dozens of games of Scrabble, and then took the initiative to say goodbye to August.

The prince was surprised: "Could it be that our chef's cooking doesn't suit your taste?"

"Oh, of course not, there is no doubt that the royal family has the best royal chef and dishes in England."

Amelia also came over and reluctantly persuaded her to stay, "If you are not used to the dull atmosphere here, we can go to my brother's manor in Manchester, where not only is it not boring at all, we can also hunt in the nearby forest. "

This cute little princess also feels that her life is too depressing. Due to the need to maintain a royal demeanor in front of the public at all times, she is forced to follow the rules by nature and loves freedom. As a result, she has been weak and sick since she was a child, and she needs to recuperate by the hot spring from time to time.

Although she has more than a dozen older brothers and sisters, except for the youngest brother Auguste, almost all of them have married wives in the fiefdom or royal families of various countries. Only she stays alone because of frequent illness.

However, the entertainment activities in the entire castle are monotonous and sleepy. There are almost no other interesting things except Scrabble. The pets here are all lifeless, and everything is dull. stretch.

Although Ivy felt sympathy for this, she still had to reject their request and insisted on saying goodbye.

Because she just received an urgent telegram, although Arthur led the British army to a great victory, he was sent to a military court, facing his possible life imprisonment?

The cause was that the cabinet suddenly sent a Sir named Dalrymple to reinforcements, and indicated that he would replace Arthur as commander.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the jazz arrived on the battlefield, he ordered to stop the pursuit when the French army was retreating steadily, and signed a peace treaty with the enemy Marshal Junod, allowing the defeated army to return to France safely, and even provided them with ships to retreat.

This treaty was undoubtedly suspected of treason, and Arthur had to agree to sign the treaty, which immediately aroused the anger of the domestic public, demanding that the young general who had just made meritorious service be severely punished.

In addition, his commander-in-chief was replaced by John Moore, appointed by Canning, and all real power was deprived overnight.

When she got home, she found that the whole Mornington Manor was shrouded in a gloomy mist, and even the servants were wiping their tears, all of them were distressed.

Without exception, they believed that this family would lose its reputation with the imprisonment of the young master, and it would be beyond redemption.

Anna was even more haggard lying on the bed, her cheeks stained with tears, and Rachel, who was standing motionless beside her, also fell silent. The two of them, who were always talkative, were silent at this moment, only sobbing sadly.

Ivy walked into her mother's bedroom and saw that she had lost a lot of weight and was leaning weakly on the back of the bed. After realizing her daughter came in, her dim eyes slowly lifted up, and she said with difficulty: "You know everything about your brother. Bar."

Amid all the panic and mourning, Ivy's composure seemed extremely unbelievable.

But she is able to look calm, even when the fire is burning, she can maintain the expected stability.

"I know why my mother is worried. We all know that Arthur is too upright and talented. Naturally, he is eager to get rid of him as a thorn in his side."

"These despicable and shameless politicians!" Anna wiped away her tears, and suddenly cursed, "I am immobile in the rear, letting my poor son go through life and death to work for Britain, but all day thinking about how to push my son into the fire pit."

"They are used to this. Mother should have known the nature of these wolves."

Anna took the handkerchief Rachel handed over, blew her nose, her voice sounded like it was muffled in a gourd: "They just can't understand my son's military exploits, and intentionally use tricks to frame your brother, they have always been very good at playing this game. Especially that damned old fox, the old Duke of Clarence. I don’t know what our Mornington family has offended him. He is determined to put my son in prison. He is still so young for his sake."

Anna, who was usually as proud as a peacock, was now like a hen with a drooping head, sobbing and drooping on Rachel's arm. The loyal old servant kept saying words to comfort the master, even though her own eye sockets were swollen and swollen. radish.

"My dear mother, don't worry." Ivy said, "Don't you believe me?"

Her tone was unusually firm, and Anna suddenly raised her eyes in surprise, looking at the only calm daughter in the family.

"Can you save Arthur?"

Ivy bent her lips: "Of course I won't just sit and watch my brother fall into trouble. Whoever opposes my brother, I will make him regret it. I will show them that if they dare to hurt my brother, I have ten thousand ways retaliation."

The tone was not angry and prestige, Anna couldn't help being startled, and looked at her with a bit of disbelief.

"Please remember, your daughter was born with bad seeds." Before her mother could speak, Ivy bowed slightly to her, turned and left the room, and closed the door behind her, leaving behind the stunned master and servant in the room.

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The fact that General Wellesley, who had a brilliant record, was sent to a court-martial quickly caused an uproar.

At the same time, news came that his sister, the Countess of Mornington, was bedridden with diphtheria.

All the bystanders expressed their regrets. In the streets and alleys along the Thames, people shook their heads and commented: "I think this tragedy has hit the countess too hard. She has always had a good relationship with General Wellesley. I heard that this time she The illness is quite serious, and according to the doctor who came back, it may be difficult to survive."

"Having such a serious illness, I'm afraid there will be many sequelae even if she recovers. It's a pity that she has worked so hard to manage so many industries, and it just collapsed like this."

"Hey, who made her wealth arouse the jealousy of those nobles? How can they tolerate a woman earning so much money? She is still too young and ignorant of the world. Otherwise, she should have expected such consequences, and it may be too late to stop in time. It's too late." The speaker's tone was full of sighs.

"Indeed, she absolutely shouldn't be a woman. Since ancient times, few women who have been in the limelight have come to a good end."

"Shut up, the old Duke of Clarence is here." The idlers who were talking saw the old duke in a red dress passing by, immediately shut down, and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

The old Duke seemed to be in a good mood today. Due to the inspection of the factory under his name, he did not travel in a carriage as usual. Instead, he rarely had fun with the people, admiring his property along the Thames with his son.

Because of his intimidating aura, the original pedestrians in twos and threes quickly retreated, leaving only the father and son in the huge street.

"Look, Kevin, harshness is often the best productivity, as long as you're willing to whip them, these lazy poor bastards will be afraid and work day and night like donkeys to create more gold coins for us. "

The old prince realized that others were afraid of him, so he couldn't help squinting his eyes triumphantly, watching the thick smoke billowing from the chimney with contentment, gradually dyeing the river black.

"But this effect will be counterproductive. Aren't you afraid that one day they will be driven beyond endurance by your exploitation and cause us even more trouble?"

The old duke frowned suddenly when his son rebelliously violated the principles he believed in, "My patient teaching to you is to keep you on your guard at all times, not to make you object. A little favor is enough to make them grateful, remember, the exploitation of us blue-blood nobles is not exploitation, it is a natural privilege bestowed on us by God, and we should make good use of it.”

However, Kevin seemed to turn a blind eye to his father's dissatisfaction, and still insisted on his own opinion: "I don't think your teaching is correct. They also have thoughts and brains. Angry people can even overthrow the impenetrable Bastille. Don't you Do you understand that?"

His tone was tactful enough, but it still made the old duke fly into a rage, and he dropped his cane to the ground with a bang: "According to the law, you should also be imprisoned for disobeying your father. You have a stubborn stinking blemish. I sympathize with the mud, I think you can't wait to be relegated to the slums by the abolition of titles and crowns, but it's okay, I simply don't have you as a son."

Before the words were finished, suddenly, a big black dog half the height of a person jumped down from the low wall beside him at lightning speed, and threw it straight at the face of the angry old prince with precision.

Everything happened so unexpectedly that the old duke who was reprimanding his son was totally caught off guard. He was taken aback by the huge monster that appeared at this moment, forgot to deal with it for a moment, and was thrown to the ground in an instant.

Like a hungry wolf, the black dog frantically licked his exposed skin, seemed to be attracted by the conspicuous red color on his clothes, opened its sharp teeth, and bit straight at his neck trembling with fear.

It found the target, and immediately launched an attack quickly and fiercely. The saliva dripped greedily from its mouth, and dripped on his face along the sharp teeth. get up.

"Father!" Kevin saw that he was in a dangerous situation, and saw that the sharp teeth were about to fall into the surface of the old Duke's neck. Without thinking, Kevin immediately pulled out the pistol from his waist.

However, the moment he pressed the trigger, his peripheral vision touched the glass window of the church not far away, and a slender figure flashed past with sharp eyes, as if he had been observing the scene coldly.

He dropped the gun immediately.

Bending down quickly, realizing the black dog's sensitivity to red, "Father, please give me the clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly took off the scarlet dress for the old duke, and hung it on the treetop beside him.

Sure enough, the black dog only recognized a red target, and immediately jumped on the tree, jumping and biting at the dress.

"Let's go, father." The old duke was still in shock, and suddenly he heard his son's calm urging, but he found that his shoulder had been bitten through by fangs.

Hot and humid blood was gurgling out, converging into a shocking pool of blood. According to the medical conditions at that time, it seemed that even if one life was saved, this arm would already be considered semi-disabled.