The sun never sets rose

Jiang Xinyan slept peacefully that night.

In the early morning of the next day, Kate Ashley led a team of maids over, each holding a large tray with several sets of skirts of different colors and some jewelry on it, which she said was a gift from the queen.

Of course, it also brought the queen's oral order: escort.

So Jiang Xinyan was reluctantly turned around by the maids for a while, wearing a water blue open-chested dress with velvet, a pearl-encrusted gold-edged ribbon like a dog collar around the neck, and a crown of the same color as the skirt on her head With a French hood and a thick fur-collared cloak at the end, she looks like a little lady.

By the way, the cloak still belongs to Elizabeth, and there is a royal heraldry pattern on the back.

Mrs. Ashley is a discerning person. She is very aware of the Queen's preferential treatment to this foreigner. Naturally, she will not say anything when she sees it. As for the other maids, there are envy, disdain, and jealousy.

Unlike film and television works, she is not wearing cheap costumes, nor is she walking on short-term rented shooting scenes. Everything is extremely real and clear.

When she arrived at the study, Elizabeth was talking to the minister, and the guard's announcement seemed so inappropriate.

It happened very suddenly. Last night, a thousand pounds secretly delivered to the Scottish rebels was intercepted by the government forces. The fact that England secretly gave financial assistance to the "Congregational Church" was exposed. The Queen Mother of Guise proposed to Elizabeth He made a strong protest and said that he would "give that witch of the Boleyn family a little color."

Cecil also found out early in the morning, and entered the palace in a hurry.

"Your Majesty." He just called out without saluting. Jiang Xinyan was never used to these etiquettes, especially when he was dressed so heavily.

The queen shouldn't care, right?

The figure standing quietly in front of the window turned around, glanced at the well-dressed girl, suppressed the momentary amazement in his eyes, then looked at Cecil, and continued the topic just now, "What does the Guise government want to protest? I don't know either."

Is she... being ignored?

Indeed, no one paid her any attention, not even Cecil taking a look at her, for he was deluded by the Queen's words.

"Your Majesty, it is our aid to the Scottish rebels..." He had to emphasize it again.

"Totally unfounded, I don't know anything."

"..."

"But Your Majesty, you just rejected Archduke Charles. We have lost an ally, and the French army is on its way to Scotland. No one can guarantee that Earl Alan can lead the rebels to overthrow the Guise government."

"Do you want us to go to war with the Ghis government now? Publicly expressing support for the 'Congregational Church' will only give other Catholic countries a reason to blatantly invade us."

"When necessary, we can fight."

The silence was like the calm before the storm. After a long while, she smiled, "Oh, my dear Lord Cecil, war is not just a play. England's annual income is not enough to pay off its debts. There are no allies, money and soldiers. With what to fight, with your servants?"

"Pfft...hahaha..." Listening to Jiang Xinyan, she couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that this curly bearded man in black was William Cecil, a famous politician in the Elizabethan era.

It looks much better than the picture, huh.

This sudden smile made Cecil flush with anger, and his curly beard moved with his breath, like a little old man who was pissed off.

A sharp knife came over, mixed with a slight chill, raised his head, and met those warm blue eyes, Jiang Xinyan quickly stopped laughing, obediently daring not to make a sound.

What does this mean, let her come over early in the morning to attend state affairs?

"Your Majesty, the Scottish ambassador is waiting to be received in Whitehall." The guard came in to announce, breaking the stiff atmosphere.

If the history is true, then, according to the information description, Elizabeth will show her supreme acting talent when receiving the Scottish ambassador-pretending to be garlic.

Jiang Xinyan suddenly found that he had become a witness to history.

……

Whitehall, the place where the palace is used to receive foreign guests and hold banquets.

When faced with the Scottish ambassador's accusation, Elizabeth said this: "Your Excellency, I don't know anything about what you just said. You know, I have always pursued a friendly policy towards the Scottish government. If what I said happened, it must be the actions of my subjects and officials, please provide me with the relevant details, I must severely punish these criminals who acted against my will!"

With earnest eyes, sincere tone, and swearing, her talking gray-blue eyes showed a very distressed expression, and she gently kneaded and pressed her temples with her fingertips, indicating that she was so angry that she had a headache.

What a realistic performance, if Jiang Xinyan didn't know the history, he would almost believe it.

But the Scottish ambassador really believed it.

After seeing off the ambassador, the woman on the throne instantly regained her indifference. The empty white hall was filled with a low air pressure, which condensed the cold autumn moisture, penetrated into the pores, and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Just like the feeling when I saw Elizabeth for the first time, she is like a god or a demon, sometimes gentle and provocative, sometimes frightening and trembling.

"Everything is going well, I know history..."

She opened her mouth cautiously, but before finishing her sentence, Elizabeth interrupted rudely, "Shut up!"

"..."

The maid standing behind the queen on the right was taken aback.

"You go down." She tilted her head and gave an order to the little maid, who fled, leaving only the two of them in the huge white hall, or, counting the guards outside the door.

Jiang Xinyan didn't understand where he touched the Queen's scales, pouted his small mouth, bit his lower lip, and muttered in his mother tongue: "You will kill me, tyrant."

"Don't let me hear another word of your prophecy."

"..."

"understood…"

—Don't talk, don't talk, tyrant!

Irritable, unclear emotions surged in her chest, even if her heart was shaken, her expression would not show any waves, it was as perfect as a dummy wearing a mask, neither happy nor angry, nor sad nor happy.

She is quite a hypocrite, she knows it herself, but facing Jiang Xinyan, a person from the future world, all her disguises are torn apart and open to interpretation.

I don't like to be seen through, I don't like to be controlled, I don't like to see a person whose life is in his own hands, who is superior to himself based on his familiarity with history, even if it is out of good intentions.

The future of England should be decided by her.

We eat lunch together in the queen's bedroom. The variety and taste are much better than those sent to Jiang Xinyan's room. If we eat it every day, it won't make her miss the food of the motherland so much and force her to make dumplings.

Because of being beaten up, she was a little depressed.

In this era, what kind of onion is she, let alone the queen, even if someone else wants to kill her, it is easy. In this case, I can only try to be as good as possible, so as not to make the queen angry, in order to protect her.

"You follow me to Whitehall to meet Earl Allen in the afternoon." He raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes, and took a full view of the little girl's aggrieved expression.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you refuse?"

"Don't dare to disobey His Majesty's order." The small mouth pouted slightly, a little arrogantly.

There was a brief silence, and suddenly a chuckle, "You're smart."

"..."

She curled her lips and didn't answer. She just wanted to see how Elizabeth performed in front of Earl Allen. She didn't want to be a witness of history anymore. She felt that the woman's temper was capricious. A little is good.

But can it really be controlled?

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was always looking forward to seeing Elizabeth. On the way to the study this morning, her steps were much faster, and she couldn't ignore the excitement in a certain corner of her heart.

Maybe it's because I've been stuck in the house for a long time.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyan remembered something that he wanted to say but had no time to say.

"that……"

"Your Majesty, Robert is here."

"No." Without even thinking about it, he refused, and then glanced at the girl who hesitated to speak, "What do you want to say?"

The maid had no choice but to nod to convey. When she heard Robert's name, her heart felt as if she had been pricked by a needle. She frowned, moved her lips, and asked hesitantly, "Can you... lift my house arrest?"

"Oh?"

"It's boring to be locked in the house all day."

Alertness suddenly jumped into my mind, I lowered my eyes calmly, stroked the ring habitually, and chuckled, "Of course, you are a guest from England."

Guest...?

So she is under house arrest in name of preferential treatment these days, because of the identity of this guest?

"Thank you." He lowered his head, feeling inexplicably lost.

The beautiful man who was rejected outside the door, Robert Dudley, thought that he would be able to see Elizabeth. Just like the previous few times, he entered the queen's bedroom openly and openly, letting the outside world gossip and speculation.

He needs the grace so much to ensure that he can rise to the top, no matter how bad it is, at least he must wash away his stigma as the son of a sinner.

Maybe if he captures the queen's heart, he can become the king of England and rule the country with Elizabeth. In order to realize his long-cherished wish one day, he must be sensitive to all the troubles.

Just like now, Elizabeth refused to see him!

This is not a good sign.

Did the queen dislike him?so fast?Or, really start thinking about marrying one of those suitors?

"Your lord, you should go back. Your Majesty said that he will not see you." Leticia Norris, the queen's niece, has been in the palace for less than a year and is in her prime. She is full of luxury and pleasure. things interested.

From the very beginning, she was fascinated by this handsome man.

"why?"

"Your Majesty always stays with that foreign woman these days. I'm afraid you have to ask her. You always bring it with you when you meet the envoys. How can you miss you?" language.

"What is her identity?"

"His Majesty calls her 'a guest from England', and I think it may be the eyes and ears of the enemy."

Robert's expression became serious.