Although she shuddered, Angela who turned her head still had a calm expression: "It's only a part, if you really want to analyze it, this is a very complicated topic, and it can't be explained in a sentence or two. Yes, grandpa."
The expression of the old man with a cane was a little gloomy, and it was no wonder that these days he would frown whenever he flipped through the newspapers or watched TV, especially when Blair gave Diana a "People's Princess" hat when he gave a speech on TV Afterwards, my grandfather stomped his cane heavily and whispered "Asshole" in a low voice, but one could imagine how bad he was. Now that he had no intention of hearing that his granddaughter was doing the same during a walk, he would feel even more uncomfortable.
However, my grandfather did not react too radically. After looking at Xia Xia in Angela's arms, he said lightly, "Let's talk after dinner", then turned and left. Angela couldn't help but let out a long breath.
"Old Duke Albert... seems to be very unhappy." Xia Xia said suddenly after the old man walked away.
"Some things... It's difficult to communicate..." Angela was a little absent-minded, and she was actually very contradictory. On the one hand, she didn't want this matter to be a big uproar - it had nothing to do with the royal family, Diana suffered too much criticism during her lifetime, Being troubled by countless problems and hurt by countless people, wouldn't it be better for her to leave quietly? But on the other hand, Angela hopes that her funeral will be as grand and grand as possible. This is not only for those who love the princess to have a way to vent their feelings, this is what Charles or the royal family owes Diana! only…
Angela couldn't help but sighed, and suddenly her chest started to panic again. At this time, she suddenly noticed that there was hot air spraying on her face, and immediately understood what was going on in her heart, but she remained silent and kept her absent-minded expression, and then turned her head to the side when the little guy rushed forward, He pinched Xia Xia's face.
"Woooooo!" The little girl whose face was pinched into a hamburger waved her hands in protest, but unfortunately she couldn't say anything.
"Do you know how powerful it is now?" Angela hummed and let go of her hand, Xia Xia moved her mouth and rubbed her face, then glared at her angrily: "How can you do this, this is so rascal! "
"You mean, I should just sit here and let you bite, right?" Angela raised her eyebrows, "Help me, Xia Xia, you will be 8 years old in a few days, don't you think that Biting me like bread is fun?"
"Hey..." The little girl folded her hands and tilted her head to think seriously for a few seconds, then said earnestly, "Yes!"
"Really?" Angela was almost annoyed by it, she grinned sneeringly, and she took Xia Xia into her arms and bit the little guy's fleshy cheeks. Suddenly screamed and struggled to escape, but how could the angry Angela let her go, so in the end the little girl could only beg for mercy: "Forgive me! Forgive me!"
When the contented Angela let go of the little guy, Xia Xia was already full of saliva, and the sadness on her face was both pitiful and funny. Angela couldn't help but burst out laughing after her "beast desire", and then took out a piece of paper from her pocket and wiped the little girl's face.
"You know how powerful it is now?" Angela said in a playful tone while wiping carefully.
Xia Xia pouted and looked like she didn't want to care about others. Angela couldn't help but smiled and shook her head: "Okay, I'm really sad, but I'm also very restrained, so your thoughts are all in vain."
The little girl immediately opened her mouth wide and looked at Angela with unbelievable eyes. The other party pinched her little nose affectionately: "You are indeed very smart, but if you want to play tricks in front of me, you are still a little tender!"
"Humph!" Xia Fu turned her head to one side unhappily at the annoyance of the trick being revealed, but she turned back a few seconds later, although she was helpless, she still wrapped her mouth around Angela's neck and pouted heavily. She kissed her face and made a snort: "Okay, anyway... As long as you're not so sad."
Angela rubbed Xia Xia's head with a smile and didn't speak again, but she began to sigh slightly in her heart, hoping that the conversation with her grandfather would not be out of control tonight.
In the evening, there was finally some exciting news - of course, this exciting news is only for ordinary people - Buckingham Palace finally let go, and will hold a public funeral for Diana, whose specifications are the same as the Queen Mother. Agreed, but this is far from enough. Many respondents still expressed resentment and dissatisfaction with the royal family. For example, they have not publicly expressed a few words, they have stayed at Balamore Palace and did not return to London, and Buckingham Palace has not flown the flag at half mast. Some people bluntly said that they were cold-blooded in the face of the camera, and some even said that they killed Diana. In short, the crowd was turbulent.
"That king's flag hasn't been flown at half mast in 400 years!" Grandpa frowned and turned off the TV, tapped the floor with his crutches and sighed, watching Angela silent for a while before speaking: "Obviously, Mary Taught you a lot, Chrissy, you're the most childish lady you can think of."
He tried to soften his tone as much as possible, as if he wanted to start a good start, but Angela, who was sitting in the high-back chair, had no other reaction. Even though he was wearing casual clothes now, he still kept his waist and legs straight. They leaned slightly together, put their hands up and down on their thighs, and looked at my grandfather with a serious expression.
The old man smiled wryly and waved his hand: "Actually, I don't have any intention of accusing you. After all, everyone has their own ideas, but everyone should maintain due respect for tradition. I hope you can understand."
Come, come, I know. Angela felt a big headache, and was really afraid of what to do. If she answered "Yes, Grandpa, I understand" now, she would definitely be able to leave, but she also knew that either she or her grandfather would inevitably have some lumps in her heart, so it's better to talk openly and honestly.
"First of all, I want to affirm, Grandpa, I have no disrespect for tradition," Angela raised her hand, "As you said, I was born in this family and received a lot of... traditional education, so relatively For those out there who don't know anything about the royal family and His Majesty, I can see a lot of problems..."
Having said this, she thought for a few more seconds before continuing: "Then, let me state my point of view from two aspects. The first is in terms of personal feelings, and I think you can understand my feelings on this point. , in a way me and the princess - well, the former princess - are in the same category... woman, so I can understand how she feels, yes, from a royal point of view she did do a lot of damage to the royal family But the problem is this marriage from the beginning... well, I don't want to use scams and use these words, but it is an indisputable fact that His Royal Highness Charles has kept in touch with Camilla after the marriage!"
Seeing her grandfather's brows furrowing, Angela changed the topic at the right time: "Anyway, this is only in terms of personal feelings, there are many things that cannot be transferred because of personal feelings, Her Majesty's creed is also: responsibility first, Personal second. Personally, I don't really want to make the funeral of the princess, the former princess, known to everyone. I agree that it's better to let her leave quietly and quietly, but the people don't think so, so to say Well, Diana in the eyes of the royal family and Diana in the eyes of the public are completely two people. Therefore, when the public feels that the perfect incarnation in their minds cannot be treated properly even after the death, coupled with the media fanning the flames, they will naturally be blind. to point the finger at others.”
"It's just a bunch of kids who can't get candy from their parents," Grandpa snorted heavily. "As long as their parents ignore their troubles, they will naturally subside in a long time."
Angela couldn't help but chuckle, and then quickly returned to seriousness: "I agree with the metaphor, grandpa, but children who can't get candy will generally have two reactions, or like you said, crying and crying. In the end, he gave up quietly; or he continued to cry until his parents agreed to his request."
Seeing her grandfather's brows furrowing again, Angela had to change the subject again: "I'm in favor of keeping traditions, some people say that the British are hypocritical, then he really should go back tens of thousands of years ago and tell primitive people not to wear clothes. Anything. A great country that has been through the wind and rain but has never been able to stand still has its own precious traditions, and it is this tradition that binds the people together and unites them." Speaking of which, she suddenly became slightly ecstatic: "Those who are introverted and loyal Virtues such as humility, humility, etc., abandoning these traditions for no reason is undoubtedly tantamount to breaking the backbone of one's own country..."
Speaking of this, Angela was suddenly slightly startled, and she suddenly came back to her senses, which made her feel guilty of being a thief. Fortunately, her grandfather was also in a trance looking elsewhere, which made her relieved, and she calmed down and sorted out her thoughts. He opened his mouth again: "However, the tradition must also make timely changes, not blindly conservative, because only in this way can the tradition continue, as long as the most critical things are grasped and not changed, then it is completely reasonable to make adjustments. , so I don't understand why, under the current circumstances, Her Majesty is still in Balamore and refuses to say anything, can't there be a compromise?"
The grandfather, who had also recovered, glanced at his granddaughter, and suddenly smiled softly: "You are really smart, Chris, not every 18-year-old girl can say such words."
I've said so much about my feelings, is it all in vain? Angela resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Obviously, the old man just wanted to have a conversation with her about tradition. Since she is not so disgusted and has enough respect for the queen, the conversation can end here. .
"Okay, Grandpa, then I'll take my leave. If possible, I hope to go to St. James' Palace tomorrow to mourn the Princess - Her Royal Highness the former Princess." Angela said and stood up, curtseyed and went out to Grandpa 's study.
Although she talked so long in front of her grandfather, she didn't really understand the meaning until much later.
Because the funeral matters have been decided, Angela's application has been approved, but it is much more troublesome than the previous trip, because the Queen also opened the royal garden for the public to mourn, and to prevent people from being mixed in. The paparazzi recognized her, and she had to be more careful. Fortunately, the Queen's Church where the coffin was parked was not open.
Diana's coffin was placed in front of her, pure black without any extra decoration, so she just lay there quietly. There was no one else to mourn except the guards. The time her grandfather arranged for her was just right. However, I thought that after so many days, I had enough calm, but at this moment, my nose was still sore.
Did she just leave? Did you really just leave? Angela closed her eyes and covered her mouth. At the beginning of the year, she went to see her at Kensington Palace. When they were talking about charitable foundations, she also promised to follow her to Africa to visit those in need after graduating from university. Helping Children, she even called to congratulate herself when she was nominated for Best Original Screenplay just a few weeks ago, but it's only been so long...
Angela couldn't help but stretched out her hand to support the coffin. Tears finally fell, and scenes of the past suddenly flashed through her mind. When she saw her for the first time, she was stunned. When she was the most awkward, she still maintained a tolerance. After getting familiar with it, you can throw away the ladylike appearance in front of her without any scruples, etc. These things seem to have happened yesterday. Her hands were slowly sliding on the coffin, and the cold feeling ran along the palms to her heart. I wonder if the body inside is also so cold? Angela couldn't help but lowered her body and seemed to want to climb on the coffin.
The guard who had been watching her couldn't help but wanted to speak out, but was immediately stopped by his companion's eyes. The guard swallowed the words after thinking about it. They all knew more or less about the relationship between Angela and the princess.
But Angela didn't climb down. She straightened up quickly. Although there were still tears in her eyes, she was much better. Even if there will be many people who will use such methods to make money in her name in the future, after all No one can hype up the way she died, can they? That would give her some rest.
That's all she could think about, and that only eased her grief.
Time pushed back two days again, and the Queen finally returned to London with members of the royal family from Balamore Palace, and the royal flag over Buckingham Palace was raised and lowered to half, and the Queen, her husband and the Crown Prince were still on purpose. After a tour of the mountains of flowers in front of the palace gate, and a few minutes of conversation with the people who have been standing around, he finally made a public speech on TV, expressing his condolences to Diana as the queen and grandmother.
Angela saw all this on TV. After she went to St. James's Palace, she could no longer go out. Even though she was very careful, she was still found when she came out. Fortunately, she was already sitting on the seat. The car quickly left, and the reporters who came later surrounded the manor, trying to dig something out of her mouth. In order not to let these guys gossip and pour another scoop of oil on this situation, she could only Choose to stay out.
Fortunately, the days were not too long. When Saturday came, Diana's funeral began to be held at Westminster Abbey, and her coffin had been removed from St. James's Palace the night before. He was transferred to Kensington Palace, where he spent his last night in the world. That night, countless people crowded on both sides to send the last ride.
Of course Angela will not go. She came to Westminster Abbey early the next day with her grandfather and her mother who had returned to London the day before yesterday. There were many people attending the funeral, most of them except the royal family. people and celebrities, such as Luciano Pavarotti or Elton John, who will sing songs at the subsequent funeral, Angela would love to do so, but unfortunately her status does not allow it, Otherwise, neither the grandfather nor the queen will be too happy.
There were also many familiar faces among those who attended the funeral, such as Spielberg, Tom Hanks, and Tom Cruise, etc., but Angela didn't say hello, just wearing a black dress and black The wide-brimmed hat sat low-key in his place.
With the speech of Diana's younger brother Earl Spencer, the whole of London was enveloped in grief, even the solemn Westminster Abbey was no exception, but the earl's eulogy was a bit off topic, and one of the passages was full of tribute to the royal family. Hostility, so that when the audience applauded, the Queen and Prince Philip sat indifferently - to know that the Earl of Spencer is her godson.
Angela didn't want to worry about it, but looked at William and Harry who were sitting with their grandmother worriedly. The pain of losing their mother was not so easy to bear.
As the memorial service was over, everyone began to leave the venue for Allsop, the hometown of Diane, where the coffin was to be buried, and there will be countless people on the 77-mile journey from London to Allsop. The people watched her leave.
As the crowd left, Angela looked again at William and Harry, who were both 15 years old and 12 years old, but it seemed that all their anger had left them. She couldn't help sighing in her heart, Then he walked over and hugged William, who was a little shorter than himself, and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, please mourn, and please take care, your mother would not want to see you like this in heaven."
William, who rested his head on her shoulder, seemed to be stunned and didn't react at all. When Angela let go of him, he slammed into her waist - it was very tight and intimate, but fortunately he let it go again. .
Although Angela was startled and even a little angry—she remembered that she seemed to be a girl—but she didn’t take it seriously after seeing the other person’s red eyes, which were no longer her expressionless appearance, As long as the feelings are not suppressed and willing to vent, that's a lot better, and this can be considered... from experience.
Then she looked at Harry again, and put her hands on his shoulders and said softly, "Your Highness, I believe everything will be fine, some things will change with the passage of time, but some won't."
I don't know if Harry understands, but after pursing his lips into a straight line, he stretched out his arms and hugged Angela like his brother before letting go.
In this regard, Angela smiled slightly.