The sun never sets rose

The empty stomach kept screaming "gurgling", Jiang Xinyan was awakened by a strong sense of hunger, just as he opened his eyes, the door was opened, and a tall, thin figure walked in, blocking the light coming in through the crack of the door Faint light, soon into the shadows.

The door closed, and Jiang Xinyan got up in a daze.

The heavy bed curtains, the fireplace with no firewood, and the icon hanging on the wall... She was shocked suddenly, her eyes widened, and she found that she was still in the room of Windsor Castle.

Why didn't you travel back?

"Did you sleep well?"

The cold and hoarse female voice followed the footsteps and slowly came to the bedside. The purple skirt was fluffy and exaggerated, and the edge swept across the soft wool carpet, and stood still.

The light outside the window was half blocked, Jiang Xinyan was taken aback by the tall shadow, looked up and saw Elizabeth's cold gray-blue eyes, his mind went blank, and subconsciously replied: "It's okay."

Observing at such a close distance, she only felt a strong pressure hitting her heart, especially when she was looking at those eyes.

Suddenly, the chin was lifted, the soft skin touched the temperature of the fingertips, and a faint fragrance rushed to her face. She saw the fleeting amazement in Elizabeth's eyes, and sighed, "What a delicate skin."

"..."

The slender knuckles brushed her cheeks along her chin, gently touched her eyebrows and eyes, and then crossed the top of her head, slowly descending along her long black and smooth hair. Every inch she passed, Jiang Xinyan couldn't help trembling all over her body. A rush of hot air rushed to her head.

And in the next second, she seemed to hear the judgment of death.

"Such a spy is indeed fascinating." He was low and charming, like a demon from hell.

"I'm not a spy..."

"Prove it to me."

"I…"

Jiang Xinyan was in a hurry. She thought that her life could be saved for the time being. It turned out that the Queen didn't believe her words, and even decided that she was a spy.But she really doesn't have anything to prove her identity. Even if she tells what will happen in the future, the queen may not believe it.

There was a dangerous light in the dark eyes, and the hand returned to the girl's chin, and squeezed it tightly with a little force.

"I said, I come from the future world, you are written into the history books, later generations call you the 'Virgin Queen', you led England into the 'Golden Age', and laid the foundation for the 'Empire on which the sun never sets' A solid foundation..." Out of the instinct of fear, Jiang Xinyan uttered the official briefs in the book, and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

"During your reign, there will be many scholars, such as a playwright named William Shakespeare, he wrote a lot of plays related to court politics, you also like to read, emmm... and England will have a naval battle with Spain in the future , you won..."

His eyes flickered slightly, and the strength in his hand became lighter, "It sounds very ridiculous."

She has heard too much flattery, who can guarantee that this foreign girl will not fabricate a prophecy in order to confuse her, lightly raised the corners of her lips, raised a shallow arc, a hint of sarcasm.

But at the same time, there was an inaudible shock somewhere in her heart, because the appearance of the word "Virgin Queen" coincided with her thoughts.

In fact, she is ready to be celibate for the rest of her life, for the crown, for power, and for this country. She even wants to let future generations know that she is a "Virgin Queen" who will never marry.

However, this idea is still suppressed in the bottom of my heart for the time being, and no one knows.

This doesn't make her fully believe the girl's words.

Jiang Xinyan frowned, almost desperate. At this moment, in her eyes, no matter how beautiful and incomprehensible the queen is, it can't compare with the fear brought by death. The hand holding her chin seems to come from hell. The protruding devil's claws can execute her judgment at any time.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed across his eyes, Jiang Xinyan lowered his eyes, and noticed that the ruby ​​ring on Elizabeth's hand reflected its golden brilliance, dazzling, and suddenly remembered that before falling asleep last night, he was in the computer data I've seen it before, no wonder it looks familiar.

——The queen has a ring on her hand, which can be opened, and contains a portrait of her mother. No one discovered this secret until after she died, and the ring was taken off...

"Your Majesty, there is a portrait of your mother, Queen Anne Boleyn, hidden in your ring." Panting heavily, she said it clearly, as if the other party could not hear her. This was Jiang Xinyan's last hope. Try it out mentality.

The hand holding her chin tightened suddenly, her fair face was so calm that there was no wave, but the gray-blue pupils narrowed slightly, and her eyes suddenly became deep and complicated, fixed on Jiang Xinyan's face, as if she was about to stare at Jiang Xinyan's face. Poke a few holes to come out.

I couldn't see through the changes in Elizabeth's expression, her face was hidden in the shadow of the backlight, like a pool of quiet stagnant water, blurring the cold facial lines, quietly silent.

Believe it or not, it's up to fate. At this time, Jiang Xinyan felt a little relieved. She tried her best. If fate really wanted to play a joke on her, she would be powerless to stop it.

Time passes through the condensed air gap, slipping away little by little...

"Someone will bring dinner later."

Suddenly, Elizabeth made a faint sound, let go of her chin, straightened her back, took a deep look at her, turned and left.

That's it, let her go?

Jiang Xinyan didn't come back to her senses for a long time, until the door opened and closed, voices came from outside, and footsteps went away, she let out a heavy breath, calmed her beating heart, touched the palm of her hand, all sweat.

It should be safe this time... right?

……

Night fell quietly in a joyful atmosphere, and the bonfire ignited people's high enthusiasm. In a warm and bright fire, princes and nobles shuttled back and forth around the queen to celebrate her 26th birthday.

Robert Dudley specially arranged a dance drama, in which noble ladies acted as goddesses to praise Elizabeth, symbolizing the grand occasion of the queen's coronation.

The maids were all very excited. They changed into gorgeous and elegant skirts and shining headgear, dressed up as goddesses in myths and legends, and danced gracefully to their heart's content.

Although they are the queen's maids, they are all children of aristocratic families. Only noble births are eligible to enter the palace to serve the queen. This is the tradition of the English royal family.

The bright yellow flames were blazing, and Elizabeth changed into Tudor green. Holding a gold cup, she stood at the long table and sipped tea leisurely. Smile and look like a leopard on the hunt.

In the crowd, Robert is dancing with her maid Leticia.

"His Majesty."

A figure approached beside her, blocking her line of sight just enough.

There was no ups and downs in her calm expression. Elizabeth raised her eyes slightly, and immediately hid the sharpness in her eyes, her smile became more cordial. Looking at the man in front of her, she raised her glass, "Lord Cecil."

William Cecil, the president of Cambridge University, her chief minister of state, a rare political talent in a millennium, is her trusted right-hand man. His ancestor was Henry VII, the founding king of the Tudor dynasty, also Elizabeth's Grandpa, made great contributions.

This man who is nearly forty years old always likes to wear a black robe, has a thick curly beard, and has sharp eyes. He glanced back at Robert and turned around, "There is something I want to tell Your Majesty."

"If it's to persuade me to stay away from Robert, you don't have to say it."

"No, it's a new conspiracy against you." Cecil paused for a moment, observing her expression, "Of course this may involve Robert Dudley."

As we all know, he doesn't like Robert. Every time he sees His Majesty, whom he wholeheartedly assists, flirting with that criminal son, especially now that rumors are flying all over the sky, he feels heartbroken that his well-cultivated cabbage has been raped by wild boars.

"Oh?"

"Someone tipped me off that the conspirators are in London. I don't know the specifics. I only know that they are from the Pope's side. I can only remind you to take precautions."

Calmly sipping the fine wine, Elizabeth's deep eyes showed no emotion at all, making it impossible to guess her thoughts.

She has too many political enemies. Not only are there religious conflicts, but also her life experience. Everyone in Europe knows what happened to her father Henry VIII in order to marry Anne. Some people say that she is illegal. Some people say she is the daughter of a bitch.At the same time, because she is a Protestant, in this land that has been ruled by Catholic theocracy for thousands of years, she is not recognized by the Roman Church and has been excommunicated, which means that anyone can assassinate her.

"So, what's the deal with Robert?"

I thought the queen was thinking about something else, but blurted out it was the boy, and Cecil's curly beard flicked slightly, "Don't he know that he has made many enemies? The Catholics think that the reform of the church is because of him, and the Spaniards think that it is because of him." You love him so much that as soon as he dies you will marry their candidate for the throne."

"Well, keep talking."

Three sentences can't get around the annoying marriage. The young queen is full of youth and prosperity. There is an endless stream of suitors from the royal families of various countries. Although most of them are for political purposes, the queen's attitude has always been vague.

In fact, she was tired of those disgusting men.

"The people in the country also think that he made you neglect your duties as a queen. Every lord in this land, from the Duke of Arland to the Duke of Norfolk, is willing to pay for his death. Everyone Blame him for bringing you a dreadful scandal, he is the most hated man in England."

Crackling and talking a lot, Cecil was afraid that he would show too much dissatisfaction with the boy and arouse the queen's suspicion, but Elizabeth didn't respond at all, she lowered her eyes and stared at the scarlet liquid in the cup, shaking it gently .

"Your Majesty, do you want to take some measures?"

The fine wine in the golden cup was swirling gently, and a pair of icy eyes were revealed under the bright firelight around. Elizabeth raised her eyebrows and suddenly laughed, "William, some things, what you see may not necessarily be the truth of."

"But the conspiracy is indeed true..."

"No, I don't mean conspiracy." She turned her head and took another sip of the wine. The cold liquid flowed down her throat and into her abdominal cavity.

"His Majesty?"

"Do you know what is the happiest and the saddest thing for a woman who is a king?"

Cecil shook his head cautiously. The situation was beyond his expectation. He thought that the queen would nervously send someone to protect Robert and arrest those who opposed Robert, even if the opponent was her own uncle.

However, nothing happened.

"It's herself."

Turning her gaze away, her expression remained indifferent.

Cecil didn't quite understand what that meant.

"Okay, let's stop this topic." Elizabeth took his arm and chatted while walking, away from the crowd, "The foreign girl caught this afternoon, I can't completely believe her one-sided words. You should pay attention to the recent rumors secretly. Report the news immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xiao Jiujiu failed, Cecil thought angrily, still didn't understand the queen's attitude towards Robert, that brat is a big trouble no matter how you look at it...