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"The theater is outside the city, we can go there now."

"what?"

Smiling lightly, he turned around and waved to the guard not far away, "Take your things back to the palace, and bring another horse."

The two young men looked at each other, looked at each other, and then looked at the pile of things they bought at the market in their arms. They were obviously hesitant, and one of them whispered: "Your Majesty, if we all leave, you and this lady ..."

"We'll just wait here." She understood.

"Yes."

Looking at their figures running away, Jiang Xinyan was a little uneasy, thinking that she was too much, so she asked carefully about watching dramas, although she really wanted to watch something new...

Suddenly it occurred to me that something was wrong.

Walking from the bazaar through the city center, I didn’t see any entertainment venues along the way. At most, I could hear the sound of people gambling|gambling at the entrance of the tavern. The gold coins collided with each other and jingled, and the rest were only the vendors’. Hawkers and conversations with pedestrians.

She wanted to ask Elizabeth, but she held back after thinking about it for a while, not wanting to be a mother.

Soon, her doubts were resolved...

After waiting for more than an hour, two guards arrived on a horse each. Elizabeth took the date-colored one, turned over beautifully and sat on the horse, and stretched out her hand to the girl, "Come on."

The lines on the open palm were clear, Jiang Xinyan froze for a moment, and gave her his hand with confidence, but he himself was very resistant to riding a horse. With the shadow of hunting last time, this time it was even worse, and he felt dizzy as soon as he got on the horseback ...

"Sit still." The voice was very close, so close that the ears that had been eroded by the cold air greeted a hot and humid snort, and then one hand firmly wrapped around her waist, and followed the horse's four hooves and stepped on the wet soil. Running wildly forward, her heart also bumped up and down.

The cold wind was whistling in my ears, and the jolting feeling this time was obviously lighter than last time. I don't know if Elizabeth was consciously controlling it. Even with the cover of the wind, Jiang Xinyan could clearly hear her disordered breathing rhythm, as if there was a A cloud of chaotic gas was rushing against her chest, causing her to hold tightly to the arms around her waist.

The breathing in the ear is always steady, but the smile in the eyes is deeper.

There is a place outside the city wall where theaters, circuses, and brothels are specially built. There is an endless stream of pedestrians, most of them are ordinary people in ordinary clothes, there are also some small vendors passing through the crowd, and beggars hiding in the corners. lively.

It turns out that there is a special land for entertainment venues, no wonder it is not seen in the city...

The theater is a fan-shaped brick-colored building with a wooden gray-white cone on the top. It is about as high as three floors of a modern building and has a large area.There is a small wooden sign hanging on the side of the main entrance, stating the name of the play, time, and ticket price. The price of different seats is different, and there is a special person selling tickets next to it.

"What do you want to see?"

After handing over the horse to the guards, Elizabeth glanced at the surrounding environment, just in time to see a beggar in the corner with a wretched smile on his face, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"This one, it seems to be called 'Knight and Saintess'?" Pointing casually, he chose a non-religious one, which sounded like a love story.

Throwing an indifferent glance, chuckled lightly, and took out the money with a wave of his big hand.

In fact, she likes to go to theatres. There are talents from Cambridge and Oxford who write scripts for her. They use professional theater actors from the Royal Troupe, and they perform in the private theaters of the royal family. The works are of high quality and comfortable to watch.

And this kind of theater that is only for civilian entertainment, the quality of the plays performed is uneven, which is not interesting. She brought Jiang Xinyan here just because she was new, but she can't let the ministers of the Privy Council know.

As expected by Elizabeth, the play is really boring. It is about an infatuated handsome knight who falls in love with a saint who is dedicated to serving God and is determined not to marry for life. He has worked hard to pursue her for seven years. After experiencing all kinds of setbacks and obstacles, it is a story of finally embracing the beauty.

The performance of the actors is not bad, but the plot is too boring. She instinctively resists this kind of romantic and girlish things.

But Jiang Xinyan watched with relish, and finally was moved to tears.

"Why are you crying?" There was a hint of displeasure, and she frowned slightly.

Immersed in the drama world, Jiang Xinyan bluntly wiped away tears, not aware of the Queen's emotions, and sighed, "There is a saying in my hometown that 'lover will eventually get married', although in real life lovers who can overcome many obstacles and come together Rarely, but I still believe in love."

"Really?" Suddenly, she was in a trance, and the pictures that appeared again and again in countless dreams jumped before her eyes. The cold and dark Tower of London cell, the bloody guillotine, and the palace full of power struggles and killings, she thought of her mother Anne The queen also thought of her half-sister.

Born in the Wang family, she is destined to be a person who is colder and harder than a stone. Where there is any unadulterated emotion, everyone is fighting for their own interests and survival, and she is the same.

"Those are all fake things." Contemptuous, disdainful, eyes full of sarcasm, "Tears are the least valuable, so they can be easily deceived."

"I……"

Not knowing what provoked her again, Jiang Xinyan looked at her in a daze, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by those gloomy eyes, and lowered his head aggrieved.

Tyrant, eccentric, capricious.

Walking out of the theater, Elizabeth kept a cold face, her chin slightly raised, and walked in front alone. Even though she was wearing a coarse linen dress without any embellishments, she still exuded an aura of calmness and prestige.

Jiang Xinyan followed behind without saying a word, dejected, not daring to take the tyrant's hand, let alone speak proactively. These days, he managed to get rid of the fear in Dim's heart, and returned overnight before liberation|liberation.

Suddenly someone grabbed her arm, and a blond girl approached beside her, "Are you from the East?"

The girl is plump, with white skin, wearing a dark brown skirt common to ordinary people, staring at a pair of big sea blue eyes, and sized her up from head to toe.

"Uh……"

Just as she was about to answer, Elizabeth, who was walking in front, stopped in response. When she turned her head, she took Jiang Xinyan's hand and cast an unkind glance at the girl, her eyes flashing coldly.

The girl was frightened, but she still didn't let go, and said earnestly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything malicious, but I have relatives who went to the east and haven't come back yet, I want to know..."

"Let go." His eyes darkened suddenly, and his deep voice conveyed a strong warning, like a lion that would get angry and pounce on its prey at any moment.

For some reason, Jiang Xinyan always felt that the girl's eyes had a sense of disobedience, a bit like she was at a loss when she was not on the same channel. She intuitively felt that the other party was lying, but it was obvious that what she really wanted to say was in her eyes, as if she had to do it as a last resort.

Intuition, strong intuition...

"I think I can help her..." Swallowing his saliva, he bravely looked at Elizabeth, but was scared away by the cannibalistic eyes.

I don't really understand why I should be so nervous, even if I have so much hostility towards strangers, let alone a beautiful young lady.Jiang Xinyan's stubborn temper also came up, ignoring Elizabeth's warning, and nodded to the blond girl, "Yes, I am from the East, and I come from Daming Kingdom."

But the girl tilted her head suspiciously, as if she was thinking about something, and suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered: "Can you speak Chinese?"

Familiar mother tongue pronunciation, abnormal vocabulary concepts, she speaks "Chinese", and in the sixteenth century, there was no such thing as "Chinese".

There is only one possibility, but, will it be too bloody?

"Yes, where are you from?" Nodding desperately, as if seeing hope.

The blond girl's expression became very subtle and cautious, as if she was probing something, "How many emperors are there in the Ming Dynasty?"

Ming Dynasty?

"how could I know?"

"Aren't you from Daming?"

"Nonsense, I don't even..." The voice stopped abruptly, Jiang Xinyan and the blond girl looked at each other, suddenly understood something, and both showed meaningful smiles.

The so-called encountering an old acquaintance in a foreign land means meeting someone from the same place as him in a different time and space. Jiang Xinyan didn't know how to describe his mood, a layer of mist appeared in his clear black eyes, and he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

She is not alone, nor is she the most unlucky person. After all, God cannot bear to abandon her alone in this time and space.

"We will meet again." The girl gave her a bright smile, turned and ran away, and disappeared into the bustling crowd after a while.

The warmth in the palm of her hand was still there, and she turned her head, only to find that Elizabeth, who had been ignored for a long time, had a terribly dark face, staring thoughtfully at the direction in which the girl was going away.

"Your Majesty...I'm sorry...she..."

"It's time to go back." Looking away, he interrupted her very quickly, a trace of coldness was hidden in his deep eyes, and his face was as calm as if nothing had happened.

This...temper changes too quickly.

Surprised, he let himself be led away, and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty..."

"name."

Walking to the tall and strong bay horse, stroking the mane, jumping onto the horse effortlessly, looking down at the hesitating girl on the ground, as if waiting for her to speak.

"Why do you reject strangers so much?"

Finally, she asked this question. When she was shopping in the market, she could see that the queen seemed to be fully alert to everyone and everything. At first, Jiang Xinyan thought that she was used to being pampered and didn't like the noise of the market.

Later, when I was watching a drama, I couldn't hold back my expression until I showed strong hostility to the blonde girl just now. It is right to be safe, but would this be too much?

While incomprehensible, a little bitterness spread in my heart.

The horse snorted and stamped its hooves impatiently. Elizabeth tightened her grip on the rein and immediately calmed it down. The mask on her face was perfect without a single crack, and she was always as indifferent as water, and her eyes were calm and unwavering. Stretch out your hand, "Come up."

He didn't answer this question, and evaded it very naturally.

But Jiang Xinyan didn't have the courage to ask again, so he pursed his lips, held her hand, got on the horse, fell steadily into the softness behind him, and held the arms around his waist. Not afraid, but panicked...