The sun never sets rose

The dense water vapor evaporates into a white mist, and the fuzzy warm moisture permeates a light flower fragrance. The crystal clear water drops slide down the delicate and fat-like skin|skin, and the pores soaked in hot water stretch out comfortably, breathing extremely In the relaxed air, the graceful carcass is covered with a layer of misty pink.

Taking a shower was Elizabeth's favorite thing to do. After two days and one night of not closing her eyes and her heart was tense, she enjoyed the relaxation very much.Of course, she is a "lady" with a bit of a cleanliness obsession. The bloody smell all over her body must be washed off before she can hug the girl who makes her think about it day and night.

I can't tell what it's like, seeing Jiang Xinyan the first time after victory, the feeling of shock and anger, but finally turned into joy, really made her intoxicated, like a... a little woman in love .

"His Majesty."

Wearing a nightgown and her hair still dripping, Elizabeth walked out without hesitation and met the Duke of Norfolk who had been waiting for her.

His complexion was not very good, he completely forgot how reckless and impolite his behavior was, and he opened his mouth like a cannonball: "What do you mean? Let me go to explore the road at night, then leave me and run away with everyone gone?"

"Thomas..."

"I know that the defeat in the battlefield last time made you very embarrassed. If you don't trust me, just tell me. You don't have to humiliate me. Are you happy to see me being played around like a fool?" interrupted her angrily Then, approaching step by step, the disappointed and injured expression is like a little boy who has been dumped.

I have never seen a monarch like his queen who temporarily changed the battle plan without discussing it with his general.When did the Howard family, who were aristocrats of the three dynasties, ever lose face like this.

He was very angry and very empty.

"See clearly who you are talking to!" He yelled sharply, narrowing his gray-blue eyes slightly, with a sullen face.

"..."

Uncomfortable being stared at by her sharp gaze, perhaps out of guilt, the man took a step back and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I just... can't understand why you are doing this to me..."

"You don't understand?" Sneered, a cold light flashed in the bottom of the eyes, "That's why you told your subordinates to steal the brazier, let them die in vain, and alarmed all the French troops stationed, right?"

"But you said Earl Allen would come to support me. I wanted the British army to reduce casualties and let them be 'congregationalists'..."

"Lord Duke."

Worthingham's ghostly figure appeared behind him, his eyes swept across the distance between him and the queen, and reminded: "A loyal gentleman should not speak to his queen like this."

That face is always expressionless, and the gloomy eyes make people feel frightened.Norfolk glanced at him, then at the ashen-faced Queen, stopped defending because of guilt, bowed and bowed, and withdrew.

The jumping candle flames cast huge shadows on the wall, and there was a slight crackling sound from the melting temperature of the flames, and the room was a little strangely quiet.

"Your Majesty, be careful not to catch a cold." The ghostly voice matched Worthinghan's expressionless face, and he took off his coat and handed it over.

Elizabeth glanced at him, raised her hand and refused, "No, you came just in time, I have something to ask you."

"If you mean Miss Jiang..."

"Why did you bring her here without permission?" There was indescribable fatigue in the deep voice, and the eyes were still sharp, "Even you started to make trouble, I really indulged you people."

"Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Without any explanation, he put on his robe silently, his paralyzed face looked really unbearable.

To be honest, Elizabeth really wanted to give him a punch, but held back. This time, Worthingham contributed the most to winning this time. If there were no spies he carefully cultivated to follow up, how could the old woman of Guise go to see God so quickly? , Capture the thief first and capture the king first.

"Forget it, remember it first, and talk about it later."

Rolling his eyes indecently, he walked past him to the door, and the voice of the ghost with a paralyzed face came from behind again: "Your Majesty can sleep longer tonight, you look very tired."

"..."

Stepping into the largest and most luxurious room in the manor, there was a petite and thin figure curled up on the bed. There was a slight sobbing sound in the air. Elizabeth paused slightly, then walked quickly, and stretched out her hand...

The fingertips paused in mid-air, fell slowly, touched the girl's slightly trembling shoulders, picked her up, and the tear-stained little face came into sight, capturing a pair of panicked black eyes.

Her heart suddenly picked up, and she swallowed it back full of blame, her arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, her chin brushed the soft, long and thick hair on the top of her head, and smelled a scent of fragrance.

"Don't cry, huh?" Gently rubbing her cheeks with your fingertips, wiping off the salty transparent liquid, "I promised you would be safe, and I did, but you didn't do what you promised me."

"Elizabeth..."

"Well, I'm here."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to listen to you, I..." I raised my head, crying in a strong nasal voice, my eyes were swollen like walnuts, and I looked at her bluntly, "I had nightmares for two days in a row, the dream Seeing you lying in a pool of blood, being hit by many arrows, being stepped on by people..."

Her throat was choked and she couldn't speak, and she couldn't cry.

These days, Jiang Xinyan has been tormented by nightmares and cannot sleep at night. When she closes her eyes, her mind is full of swords and blood. She cries and calls Elizabeth's name, but there is no response. The fear is superimposed on her fragile heart day after day. up, almost insane...

"Don't blame Lord Walsingham, I begged him... I want to thank him for bringing me here... You can just scold me, it's none of his business." This chick was so convulsed that she couldn't breathe, I also want to plead for others.

The soft kiss fell on the corner of her tearful eyes, the salty and hot liquid seeped into the tip of her tongue, burning the taste buds, a warm current surged in a corner deep in her heart, as if it would break through the thick and powerful barrier and overflow in the next second , devouring her sanity.

"Are you worried about me?"

"Um…"

"why?"

Kissing away those tear stains with gentle lips, facing the hazy candlelight, I looked into those misty eyes full of water, wanting to explore.

"..."

"Words."

She didn't dare to respond, her deep and dark pupils were full of chaos, and she wanted to escape the questioning gaze, but five slender and powerful finger bones clasped the back of her head, making her unable to move.

"tell me why?"

The four eyes met, melting into the sea of ​​stars in the dark night, they saw their own faces in each other's eyes, one was at a loss and wanted to escape, and the other pressed on step by step.

"Because..." the thin lips fluttered and murmured, breathing tremblingly, under the gaze of those gray-blue pupils full of expectation, tremblingly spit out a sentence: "Because you are the queen, your safety depends on The future of this country, you..."

"What if I'm not the queen?" Disappointment flooded his eyes.

"But you are..."

Elizabeth deeply suspected that this chick did it on purpose, suppressed her anger, sighed heavily, and let go of her, "Xinyan, I really want to strangle you to death now, you know?"

"!!!"

"Sleep, I'm tired."

After blowing out the candles, the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. She lay down, pulled a corner of the quilt casually, turned sideways, and stopped talking.

In the boundless night, you can't see your fingers, and in the silent air, you can only hear the slight sound of breathing. Jiang Xinyan lay down hugging the quilt, touching the hot face with the back of his hand, gently stroking, opening his mouth slightly, gasping for breath, his body because of the heart The frantic jumping and dryness | the heat is endless.

The price of cowardice is loss and regret. She lay in the dark for a while with her eyes wide open, turned her neck, and called out tentatively: "Elizabeth...?"

Her only response was light and even breathing.

Appears to be... asleep?

In the evening, I heard a few officers and soldiers discussing gossip, saying that their queen is full of energy and predicts things like a god. She took thousands of people back and forth to Edinburgh, Leithburg and Stirling, and even chopped off the head of the French general with her own hands. How brave and resolute etc. ...But she knew that Elizabeth must be very tired.

Suddenly, she stood up, stretched out her hand like a ghost, her fingertips trembled like fallen leaves swept by the wind, gently stroked her hair that was not yet dry, frowned, and slid down the forehead along the hairline, slowly Outlining her glamorous and enchanting facial features...

Eyes, she likes best, are the color of the sea.

The nose, she was most jealous of, because it was much taller than her, and it looked really good on Elizabeth's face.

Mouth, she...

"what…!"

Her finger was bitten, and with a suppressed exclamation, Elizabeth opened her eyes, with a happy smile in her eyes, quickly grabbed the naughty little hand, and turned over.

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