The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

There were gradually knocks on the door outside.

"Please come in..." Ivy dropped the telegram and raised her head calmly.

The door of the morning room was opened, and an old woman in a white day hat came in, accompanied by a maid.

it's anna...

"Oh, my dear Ivy!" She handed the umbrella to the maid, sat down eagerly on the sofa, held Ivy's face lovingly and joyfully, and kissed her forehead, "You really lost weight .”

Sure enough, when every mother sees her child, the first sentence is always fat or thin.

"Okay, look, am I fine?" Ivy straightened up from the sofa tiredly, seeing the withered rose petals and the overturned glass under her feet, from which the pale wine flowed all over the floor.

She couldn't help frowning, and ordered the maid to clean up before Anna, then rubbed the center of her brows as if nothing had happened: "Good mother, I remember that you have always disliked traveling."

She picked up a piece of pine cone on the plate on the table as a breakfast to soothe her hungry belly, and the crackling sound burst out instantly and crisply.

"I do find it quite troublesome to take a boat, but in order to see my dear little daughter, it's okay to get sick for a few hours."

Anna looked at her from head to toe, and commented, "I always knew you had great ambitions, you really deserve to be your brother's sister."

"Ah..." Speaking of Arthur, Anna's brows tightened immediately, and she sighed, "I heard that your brother's situation is very bad. There is not enough troops, and the situation is quite anxious. Even His Excellency the Duke of Clarence died in battle... …While I do have prejudices against his family, it’s a pity he’s so young. . . ”

Before the words were finished, a group of people suddenly walked in one by one outside the door. They were all dressed in armor, their faces were covered with morning frost, and their expressions were sad.

After the leader bowed to Ivy, his eyes were full of pain, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Dear Consul, according to the information we have heard, Mr. Duke Clarence died in the Valfrey position in Waterloo. He was braver than anyone else, insisted on taking the lead despite the obstruction of his adjutant, and did not even leave a word when he died."

"Brave than anyone else." Surprisingly, Ivy not only did not shed a single tear, she was even stingy with showing a trace of sadness, but suddenly smiled.

Just lowering her head, no one could see the emotion in her eyes clearly.

"Good job!" Suddenly, she raised her head, "That's how it should be!"

She stood up from the sofa, the corners of her snow-white skirt fell to the ground with a bang, her sharp eyes stared straight at the people standing with their heads bowed.

"Even if a duke doesn't care about his life, you should follow suit. This is the bounden duty of a soldier."

"Yes..." Everyone responded firmly.

"I want his coffin." Ivy said word by word, "welcome his coffin."

"My lord?" The sergeants were puzzled and couldn't help but look at her collectively.

"I want him to be buried here." She said flatly, "The god of death took his life away, and I want to keep his body."

"As ordered..."

After everyone retreated, only Ivy and Anna were left in the room.

Ivy continued to chew the pine cone she hadn't finished eating, her teeth opened and closed, brown debris fell wantonly from her lips, and scattered all over the floor.And she seemed to be completely unconscious, maintaining a chewing posture in a numb manner.

"Sometimes, shedding a little tear is not a sign of weakness." In the silence, Anna, who had been quietly embroidering a petticoat, sighed and said suddenly.

"Boom", in an instant, Ivy slammed the plate on the ground.

Fortunately, a thick layer of carpet was laid on it, and the plate rolled over and trembled twice in place, and survived.

Her blue eyes stared at the ground, and she almost gnashed her teeth: "Smart words! Liar! Shameful liar!"

Anna continued to embroider her petticoat without looking up at her: "He has his own choice, poor young man... the biggest mistake in this life is to love the wrong person. Of course, my daughter deserves everyone's admiration. It's a pity that he also got your love, which is a complete tragedy."

Ivy was a little surprised: "Mom?"

With a clear expression, Anna raised her head and pushed the pin button on her thumb. The cloudy eyes hidden behind the reading glasses stared at her intently: "No daughter can hide her thoughts from her mother. You all think that I Old and stupid, I admit it's inevitable. But it's not so stupid that you can't even tell that your daughter likes anyone."

"I know you too well in this regard, Ivy..." she continued, "Girls like you are either never easily moved, or even sneered at feelings, but once they are really moved, they are more blazing than anyone else, Falling in love with someone is like a high-speed carriage running into a dead end with determination, and four horses can't pull it back."

She didn’t respond, Anna couldn’t help sighing again, and asked pitifully: “Tell your mother, if now he kneels in front of you and proposes to you again, will you agree to him this time?”

Ivy froze for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know, but it's impossible for him to come back alive and ask me for a second marriage."

She looked away, took back the tears choked in her eyes, brushed her hair, and tried to force a smile in front of Anna, "If I knew this, I might as well have let him marry Miss Thurman. It's better to be alive than to be dead." good."

"He won't." Anna interrupted her earnestly, "You know this young man better than I do, and you know better that he can't marry Thurman of the Tory family. You see, he would rather die than be steadfast I love you deeply, even knowing that you will never marry him in this life."

"Yes, he said...he will fight this battle for me, even if he dies...I thought he was just joking, but I didn't expect to die." She said in a low voice.

"Because he always knew that in your eyes, your power and country are more important than anything else. That's why he was willing to make such a sacrifice.

In fact, his death is the best ending. There will never be a future between the Duke of Great Britain and you.

Besides, you wouldn't be willing to just let him be your lover, would you?But you are even more unwilling to give up power for love.

No matter how hard you love, you know you can't have both.Otherwise, ask yourself in your heart, when faced with a choice, how would you choose. "

"But I never thought he would really die."

Anna was silent for a while.

Standing up, gently holding her soft hand, the old and rough palm covered the back of her daughter's hand, rubbed it repeatedly for a while, and realized that she was trembling unceasingly, which was completely different from the calmness she showed on the surface don't.

Anna actually didn't know much about the relationship between her daughter and the young Duke.But judging from this reaction, the previous guesses were all right.

"Okay, I'm going to think about my brother." Ivy didn't shed a single tear from the beginning to the end, looking incredibly calm.

This made Anna feel a little relieved.

The daughter always loves herself more than others, which is very similar to her little brother——

After Arthur married Catherine of the Longford family, the relationship between the husband and wife was quite weak. Catherine would only blindly worship the duke husband, be complacent about the "Wellesley" added to her name, and then perform her deeds according to secular laws. The duties of a wife, such as how to be a qualified hostess.

It's a pity that it is obvious that there is no love between the two, and they don't even have children until now.

Compared with women, Arthur prefers his army and politics. Although he is not very interested in those open and secret battles, it does not mean that he has no desire for power.

His crown was born in the blood and gunfire of the battlefield, stepped on the corpses of countless people, and took the opponent's begging and frustration as the cornerstone to forge the command sword in his hand, which symbolizes the supreme military power, and he is not satisfied with this.

He is lazy in wielding power, not because he is not good at wielding power.

Anna, as his biological mother, was despised in the past because of ignorance and short-sightedness.

But I have to admit that my son is the most perfect egoist, he hides deeply, and no one can expose his true face.

Sometimes even she couldn't tell whether Arthur's elegant and gentle face was genuine or just a mask.

Just like the daughter she misunderstood in the past, she used to think that Ivy was just longing for the shining gold coins. After all, no one does not love money.

However, unexpectedly, her daughter's play was bigger than she imagined.

She actually wanted a scepter made of gold and gemstones, and even abandoned love for it. Even if she was tempted, she never let her emotions bury her reason.

"Mother, tell me, should I go to the battlefield to help my brother, or send my most powerful mercenaries to reinforce it?"

Ivy's question interrupted the old woman's thinking. She was stunned for two seconds, then repeated her daughter's question in her mind, and immediately showed a look of horror: "My dear Ivy, you must not run to the battlefield, War is a man's business, women just need to wait for the result. You are my only daughter, your brother's favorite sister, and he will definitely not agree with you to do that."

"But I have always been vengeful." Ivy opened the list of mercenaries, and the handwriting drawn was as sharp as a blade, like a tempered steel blade, trying to pierce the enemy's heart and artery.

"I want to cut off Napoleon's head with my own hands, and make it the jewel in my brother's marshal's staff."

"Ivy!" Anna was startled and anxious, she reached out and grabbed her belt to stop her from leaving, "Do you want Arthur to distract you? He cares more about the victory of a battle For your safety, believe me, Arthur would never want you to be Joan of Arc.

No matter how fearless and commanding you are, it will only disturb his originally calm thinking.If a general loses his composure on the battlefield, it will be an immeasurable disaster. I don't believe you don't understand the truth. "

The maids were also advising, saying that their female ruler should not put herself in danger, and that the god of death treats men and women equally on the battlefield, and will not show mercy to her because of her status.

At this moment, Ivy stopped in her tracks, staring at the pleading crowd with deep blue eyes, swept around, and spoke after a while: "You are right, my life is very precious."

"I will increase troops to support. Arthur needs the best mercenaries, the most advanced artillery and salvo guns, so I will give them all."

She said loudly, "My elder brother, Ivy Wellesley, should be the final winner. I am waiting for him to triumph and receive the attention and shouts of all people."

The author has something to say:

Of course the male lead wouldn't just hang up like this, otherwise the father of the female lead's heir couldn't be another wild man.

After all, the male lead is already the cleanest and most male-virtuous virgin. Apart from smoking, he has no other bad habits...