The sun never sets rose

"I'm not a witch."

Looking directly into her eyes, he corrected without being humble.

In line with the principle of not causing trouble and not causing trouble, she can tolerate everything, but it does not mean that she is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others, and everything is not important in the face of life and death.

Catherine gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, glanced viciously at the rabbit in her arms, rushed up to snatch it, and threw it to the ground fiercely.Fortunately, Hui Shui was wearing a leash with a strap on his body, Jiang Xinyan quickly pulled the rope, and snatched Hui Shuang back like an old hen guarding its cubs, and then his cheeks hurt, and he fell to the ground with the rabbit...

"Miss!!"

Jane screamed and quickly helped Jiang Xinyan up. The other ladies also panicked and retreated subconsciously, but no one dared to stop Catherine.

A hot and sharp pain spread across the cheeks, and a five-fingerprint instantly swelled up on the white and tender skin, and he was so numb that he lost consciousness for a short time, leaving only the buzzing whine in his ears...

Standing up staggeringly, protecting the frightened little thing in his arms, he raised his eyes to see Catherine's arrogant and frivolous face, with raised brows and a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, her condescending attitude was like a speck of dust.

"What are you! How dare you speak hard in front of me?"

The delicate and sharp voice was particularly ear-piercing, cutting through the silent air of the garden, piercing the eardrum like a rusty silver needle, which made people panic.

Jiang Xinyan helped Zhen to stand firm, without saying a word, but stared at her triumphant smiling face unwilling to be outdone, as if seeing her miserable life in prison.

"Still staring at me? Believe it or not, I asked His Majesty to chop off your head!"

The scene was a bit out of control. Seeing that Catherine was so angry that she was about to rush forward to beat someone again, Leticia held her back and whispered in her ear. The wayward girl who was still arrogant just now stopped her anger and said angrily: " You wait for me!"

Then she turned around and left the secret garden quickly, and the ladies followed her pace. The originally bustling secret garden was empty and quiet again. Jiang Xinyan looked at their backs and sighed softly.

"Miss…"

The fingerprint was shocking, and Jane reached out her hand to touch her crying, but she was afraid of hurting her, "Princess Gray grew up in the palace and was spoiled by His Majesty Henry... Let's try to meet her as little as possible..."

"Ah."

Nodding with a sneer, she felt unreasonably melancholy. She is an uninvited guest of this era, which is equivalent to asking for a living under someone else's fence. She can't have a temper, can't be willful, and can't make trouble. There is no one around her who has a common language to talk to. No matter what happens, she is the only one. She can rely on herself, this extreme loneliness and wandering feeling has made her sleepless countless times...

The swollen and stinging cheeks were hard to dispel. Jiang Xinyan sat by the fireplace holding a soaked towel for cold compresses, his dull eyes fell on Ash in the cage, watching the guy recover from the frightened state, and he was still chewing radishes deliciously , The gloomy mood gradually dissipated.

Jane handed her the wet hand towel she had replaced, "Miss, do you feel better? Does it still hurt?"

"It's okay, it's much better." He smiled relievedly and pulled her to sit down.

"Hey... next week is the Christmas ball, if the lady's face can't get better, how can I dance..."

Dazed, he held her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, I didn't say that I have to attend the ball, everyone will go to the Whitehall, and I will be happy alone."

This is the truth, she doesn't like crowded places.

"Then Miss has learned to dance for nothing these days..." The little girl wrinkled into a ball with a mournful face.

Yes, why did she agree to learn dancing and etiquette? She is obviously not a person of this era, and she obviously doesn't need to adapt to the life here, but she agrees so simply. She suspects that she is short-circuited and confused.

"I'm just following His Majesty's orders." With a wry smile, Elizabeth's face flashed in her mind, her heart suddenly became heavy as if being pressed by a boulder...

--boom!

The door of the room was pushed open abruptly, and the cold wind mixed with the chill of winter night poured into the room. A fiery figure appeared in the shadow by the door. The rich blood-like color soaked in the wild and flamboyant atmosphere abruptly and rudely interrupted the door. her thoughts.

"His Majesty…"

Jane was also taken aback, she hurriedly stood up and saluted, then quickly exited and closed the door.

Elizabeth walked over quickly, her face was livid, her cold eyes fell on the left face she was covering, and she frowned slightly: "Take your hands away."

"..."

Hesitating, he obediently put down the wet towel, feeling uneasy.

The swelling on the cheeks subsided a little, but the fingerprints were still clear, and there were purple blood spots, which showed the strength of the slapper, and how ruthless the slap was with such a ruthless mind.

His eyes dimmed, and a stern look flashed across him, "Why are you so stupid? Standing there for her to hit?"

"I..." My heart was suffocated, the soreness of my nose welled up and spread wantonly, my eyes were reddened, I lowered my head and said in a low voice: "I don't want to cause trouble, and it's not an important matter."

A strand of black and soft long hair slipped from behind her shoulders, covering the dim light of the candle, hiding her injured cheeks in the dark shadows, her sight touched her drooping red eyes, her heart twitched violently His chest was a little flat, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry or because he was walking too fast.

She stayed in the barracks all day today, discussing preparations for the war with the fleet commander and sergeants, and just returned to the palace when she heard about what happened in the secret garden in the afternoon. Apart from anger, there was also a trace of guilt and...unexplainable emotions in her heart.

Knowing that Jiang Xinyan didn't trust the doctors here, or rejected them, she gave up the idea of ​​being an imperial doctor. In fact, sometimes, she was similar to this girl in her views on certain things.

"Does it still hurt?" Sighing, he raised his hand to gently touch her face, and he could imagine Catherine's face at that time.

Six years ago, how the Gray family and the Dudley family conspired together to usurp the throne, how they forced her sister to flee abroad, and how they slandered her as an illegitimate daughter. The past was vivid, and she remembered it very clearly. She just turned 20.

Even though the elder sister led troops back to London to arrest and execute those rebellious officials and thieves, she couldn't really kill the Gray family. After all, their sisters were used by others and had Tudor blood.To this day, Catherine still receives preferential treatment in the palace. In addition to political factors, there is another reason that makes Elizabeth deeply distressed.

——Faith and me, how do you choose?

She chose faith because she never thought that she would be tempted by a woman in the future.

"It doesn't hurt..."

Raising his eyes, he met the pair of gray-blue pupils that were fascinated and intoxicated. The golden flames on the candlesticks were reflected in the eyes, and there was a pool of gentleness flowing like water.

She opened her mouth slightly, thinking it was her own illusion, bit her lower lip lightly, and changed the subject: "Do I have to attend the Christmas ball?"

The fingers resting on her face and caressing her face lightly brushed her thick black hair, without noticing the uncontrollable tenderness in her eyes, "If you don't like it, you don't have to participate, but..."

"what?"

"Then you'll miss the chance to dance with me." She raised the corner of her mouth lightly, raised a confident smile, and winked at her, as if she was showing a temptation.

This narcissistic woman...

She lowered her eyes arrogantly, concealed a trace of shyness on her face, and bit her lower lip tightly: "Who said I'm going to dance with you..."

"Oh? Do you want to dance with a man?" His voice turned cold and his tone became dangerous. The hand that brushed the soft hair gently clasped the back of the girl's head, and with a little force, her face was forced closer to him.

Her heart hung up, and she shook her head cautiously, she was really afraid of this woman's face-changing technique.

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling the girl's body tremble suddenly, her hot and humid breath slowly approaching her earlobe, her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered: "If you dare to dance with a man without authorization, I will cut off his head and hang it on the Market entrance."

hiss...

He gasped, looked at her in horror, and shook his head again and again: "Don't dare, don't kill anyone."

Jiang Xinyan was sure that she was not joking. Her sister Mary I killed more than 300 Protestants and was labeled as "Bloody Mary". However, she killed more people than her sister, so why wasn't she called "Bloody Elizabeth" ?Sure enough, winners and losers.

What a terrible tyrant, I can't afford it.

But these words sound a bit... ambiguous?

Seeing the girl trembling with fright and shrinking her neck, Elizabeth frowned unconsciously: "Why, are you scared?"

"No...not afraid..."

The dancing flames in the eyes suddenly dimmed, and misty melancholy filled the deep eyes. After a moment of silence, he let go of the back of his head covered by smooth hair, and gently held her hand as if comforting, and said softly: " What you did today was right."

"Huh?" Where did this go...

"Don't confront Katie head-on, at least not within half a year."

Katie is Catherine's nickname. Jiang Xinyan understood what she meant, and nodded obediently, but with a trace of sourness in her heart, she pursed her thin lips tightly and bowed her head in silence.

This woman seems to have only called her name once, and it was still with her first and last name.

The little expression of loss and aggrieved can be seen in full view, a soft place in her heart was hit hard, she reached out and brushed away the messy hair on her forehead, "I understand, it's not your fault, and I don't want you to just bear it, I am very aware of Katie's temper, but she is of great significance to England for the time being, and I cannot dispose of her at will."

Significant……

That is the princess who is going to marry Scotland, and the heir that Elizabeth has considered in her heart. Of course, it is more important than her unknown person. Although she knows everything and understands everything, she still can't help but feel more and more Sour Bubbles.

No relatives, no reason, no help, poor, really poor...

"If she still bullies you, tell me." Sighing, he took the girl's thin and thin shoulders so that she could lean into his arms, and the silky silky hair on the top of her head gently rubbed against her neck, itching, Very comfortable.

"Elizabeth," said a muffled voice.

"Ok?"

"I..." hesitated, discouraged, "it's nothing."

She didn't have the courage to make any request, even if it was to let this woman call her name, everything here has nothing to do with her, does it?This kind of constant reminder of my sense of wandering is too cruel.

Elizabeth's gentle face was reflected in the candlelight, her eyes were temporarily confused, and she didn't ask any questions. She and Jiang Xinyan were sitting together, discussing the same thing, but they were facing two completely different tortures in their hearts...