The sun never sets rose

The interior of the palace is not very extravagant, on the contrary, it has a simple and old atmosphere. Because of the terrain, the lighting here is better than that of Hampton Palace. The main hall corridor connects the rooms in different directions. Portraits of members of the royal family in the past, some of which are particularly handsome.

Jiang Xinyan prides himself on his face control, and he can't move when he sees a beautiful woman.

"Who is this?"

Pointing to a certain portrait on the wall, it looks a bit like Elizabeth, but much more beautiful.

"My grandma." Min took a look, noticed her focused and obsessed eyes, and his face suddenly sank, "Why, do you think she is prettier than me?"

"No no...you are the most beautiful in my heart."

Jiang Xinyan's little counselor immediately withdrew his hand, walked past the portrait, but kept looking over it, secretly marveling at the queen's astonishing beauty.

The power of genes, alas...

Walking through the main hall and the inner garden, gradually walking into the depths of the palace, the surroundings seemed empty due to no one living there. Occasionally, one or two guards passed by, and they didn't seem surprised to see Elizabeth.

On this day last year, the Queen came to hang out alone.

Everyone knew what day it was, but that name had become a taboo in the royal family. Elizabeth, who had been criticized for her identity, naturally would not mention it casually, so she emphasized over and over again that she was her father's daughter.

However, no one can stop her from commemorating this day.

Going up to the second floor and pushing open the door of a certain room, Elizabeth's expression suddenly became heavy, she let go of the hands of the people around her, and walked in slowly.

"This is the room where I was born..." Touching the ring on his hand, he stopped walking until the cool metal started to heat up.

In the autumn of 27 years ago, Queen Anne gave birth to her only daughter, Elizabeth, here. It is said that Henry VIII was very disappointed because he wanted a boy, otherwise there would be no successor to the throne.

Who would have thought that that abandoned baby girl would become a great emperor who would play an important role in British history in the future. However, despite her great achievements, her life was extremely lonely.

"Elizabeth..."

"Liz."

"what…?"

The lonely figure standing in front of the window suddenly turned around, with a coquettish smile on his lips, and opened his arms towards her, "I heard from my nurse, that's what my mother called me when I was very young."

Very small, how small is it?Before the age of three...

At an age with no memory, everything can only be heard from other people's mouths.

Jiang Xinyan walked over without hesitation, got into her arms, and was immediately hugged tightly by a pair of arms that concealed tenacity.He closed his eyes, sniffed the fragrance of her body desperately, and whispered: "Um... Liz... Has anyone ever told you that you are stupid."

"Huh? Who dares to say that about me? Don't mind?" He raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, but his heartbeat missed half a beat because of the soft "Liz".

"I dare, you are stupid, very stupid."

There was a muffled voice in her arms, Elizabeth stroked her smooth and long hair, wrapped it around her fingertips, played with it, and took a breath: "Okay, I'll accept your little head."

"tyrant."

"Don't call me a tyrant."

"Just shout, tyrant, tyrant, tyrant... Ah!" A sharp pain came from the earlobe, Jiang Xinyan raised his head to meet those playful eyes, and punched her angrily.

It's like scratching an itch.

Elizabeth laughed out loud, turned around, hugged her, and lay down on the spacious big bed...

Sinking into the soft mattress, an ambiguous shadow cast over the top of the head, pressed up with the weight of body temperature, soft lips buried in the hair with gentle breathing, and a kiss fell on the ear, quickly | Be careful again.

Can't help but hug her waist, feel the trembling | trembling of the body, so happy, so unbearable, there is a hot | flowing from the heart, it is burning blood boiling, clamoring...

"Little Rose...Little Rose..." whispered in the ear, with some teasing, "What kind of person am I in your eyes?"

This question was unexpected.

"It's the great queen...uh..."

He kissed her lips punitively, and bit a bite, "I don't want to listen to this, you said, there is no queen today, only... Liz."

With a blushing face, Jiang Xinyan turned her head away, with shy eyes, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to hear the evaluation of future generations, or mine?"

"All."

"The history books say that you are extremely hypocritical, cautious, smart, wise, knowledgeable, sinister and cunning, um...you have a favorite named Robert, you love him very much, you love him to death..." Speaking of this scumbag, Jiang Xinyan With an aggrieved expression, he unconsciously pursed his lips.

"He's not as favored as you, huh? My little rose?" Kissing the girl's collarbone, there was a sweet feeling of being jealous, and she was inexplicably happy.

In fact, she doesn't care about the opinions of future generations at all. She lives in this life and fulfills her responsibilities as a ruler. But she really cares about Little Rose's opinions. That's so important...

Jiang Xinyan pouted arrogantly, and muttered: "And you said that you have never been married in your life, you are a bachelor!"

Dazed, the joking expression suddenly disappeared, Elizabeth looked up at her, a trace of confusion fainted in her deep blue pupils, her brows were slightly frowned, and she hesitated to speak for a moment.

"What's wrong...?" Uneasy.

The woman's dazed and absent-minded appearance is so beautiful that it makes people panic.

The word "Virgin Queen" repeatedly appeared in Elizabeth's mind. When she first heard it from the girl's mouth, she felt that it was incongruously in tune with her own thoughts, but now, she doesn't want this word to be placed on her head at all...

"Then let's get married."

"Ah...??" It seems that I heard something wrong.

"Be my... queen." With a charming voice, she lowered her head and gently closed her earlobe, slowly moving down along the jawbone, and a satisfied sigh escaped from her throat.

Her body trembled like an electric shock, she opened her mouth, and wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound, and swallowed all the small, broken whimpers back into her stomach, her five fingers passed through a strand of reddish-brown hair, and there was nowhere to go. Can catch, there is a surging impulse surging in the bottom of my heart.

"But we're all women..."

Holding on to her reason, she struggled to utter a word, she was about to catch fire.

"Little Rose, don't you want to marry me?"

There was a tingling pain around her neck, she lost her mind and subconsciously said, "I want to..."

"Although, I can't give you a coronation ceremony, but I can give you a wedding, a... special wedding." Elizabeth looked at her seriously, with a firm expression, and her gray-blue pupils were full of tenderness and doting, that is Exclusively her eyes.

To become a queen needs to be crowned, and a priest and witnesses must be present to get married. However, neither Catholicism nor Protestantism agrees with the union of two women, and they will not be blessed by God...

Jiang Xinyan knew this very well, and didn't want to embarrass Elizabeth.

"It's enough to have you, I don't want a wedding."

"no!"

The tone was suddenly a little harsh, and the slender knuckles brushed her eyebrows, and she said seriously: "I want you to be my legitimate wife, not my mistress. If God doesn't approve of us, then let him go to hell!"

Suddenly, Jiang Xinyan gasped...

The queen who believes in the "divine right of kings" actually let God go to hell. Although she is an atheist and does not believe in this, but in the current era with a strong religious atmosphere, it is probably because the crown does not want to say such things.

"Don't say such things..." His eyes were slightly wet.

"Faith is just a ruling tool. I know what you're thinking. Don't worry. You just need to...wait to marry me." She chuckled lightly, kissed her comfortingly, and slid her hand down her skirt quietly.

The hem of the skirt was pulled up little by little, revealing the slender calves, then the knees, and then up, a hand slipped in...

"You... what are you doing..." Terrified, he subconsciously tightened his legs.

Elizabeth didn't continue to move, she rubbed her fingertips against her skin, then retracted after a while, suppressed the impulsiveness in her eyes, and kissed her cheek, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you until we officially get married .”

At most, take a small advantage and steal a piece of incense.

"..."

Rolling his eyes silently, he wanted to say that he was indeed an antique hundreds of years ago, and his thinking was really conservative.

Of course, the mouth dislikes the integrity of the body, and the heart is flattered.

Knowing that the queen was not in the palace, Robert, who had finally prepared to show his courtesies, returned home angrily. The last time he saw the queen was... last month.

The "witch" was executed two days ago. He, who had been avoiding him for a long time and didn't dare to come out, was finally relieved. It seemed that the Queen didn't suspect him, which meant he still had a chance.

But when he heard that Leticia was kicked out of the palace, his heart that was so hard to let go lifted again...

"Isn't this... my lord?"

The Spanish ambassador to Britain walked towards him, stopped and looked at him, smiling a bit gloatingly.

Robert made a habitual gesture of dusting, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Your Excellency, Ambassador, you are quite leisurely."

"Could it be that your lord was deflated by Her Majesty the Queen?"

"..."

When she became interested, she concealed the slyness in her eyes and approached him, "The Queen loves you even more, so why are so many people unable to see you, huh?"

"They're jealous, huh." Feeling guilty, Robert tilted his head, but his mouth was stubborn.

"No, actually, it's because of faith." The black-haired ambassador looked around and lowered his voice, "I guess you haven't really got her yet? Hehe... If you are willing to give up heresy beliefs, you will soon gain a lot of her As an ally, you will naturally be able to get her."

Robert was stunned, squinting at him, his brown pupils filled with complex thoughts, longing, questioning, and... disdain, suddenly, he sneered, and said contemptuously: "Your Excellency, don't think that I am an easy-to-persuade wall Grass, this has nothing to do with you, I, Robert, will not be reduced to the point where I need your help, huh."

The ambassador smiled instead of anger, his eyes flashed, "Man, is there anything you can't do for love?"

"Fart!" He growled and swears, gnashing his teeth, "Fuck tm's love, I can live well without her love! Isn't it just a woman!"

It seems that the frustration of being neglected these days, as well as the anxiety about his official career and future, completely broke out in his heart.That's right, he is the son of a criminal. He has no prominent background and glory, and the only thing he can rely on is the "inmate love" accumulated with Elizabeth in his youth. How ridiculous.

How long can this feeling last?He once thought it was love, but later found that that cruel woman seemed soft and affectionate, but her heart was actually as hard as a stone. She could not love anyone, she only loved the crown and power.

Since we can't talk about feelings, let's be realistic, what he wants, she can give and use, it's okay...

Just taking advantage of it, she hasn't completely disliked him yet.

"But you need her heart, my lord." Watching him lose his temper quietly is like watching a young boy who is angry. This kind of person is easy to control, but not easy to control.

This sentence hit a pain point in Robert's heart.

His mood fell instantly, and he leaned against the pillar with his head drooped, laughing for a while, sad for a while, and finally scratched his hair and covered his face.

"If your lord is willing to cooperate with Spain..."

Before he finished speaking, Robert suddenly turned sideways and punched the pillar heavily. The stone wall seemed to vibrate and shake off a little dust, and a few thin strands of blood slipped down between his fingers.

He raised his eyes, glanced over with arrogant and disdainful eyes, and issued a low warning in his throat: "I said, I, Robert, don't need to cooperate with you, Elizabeth will be my woman sooner or later, just wait and see!"

After all, walk away.

The ambassador looked coldly at his receding figure and shook his head slightly.