A group of people continued to walk forward, and suddenly there was a very regular sound of horseshoes behind them.
The royal guards immediately turned to guard, but saw Jessica Windsor wearing a neutral gray hunting suit and a deerstalker cap, riding a black horse galloping very chicly.
As for who this Jessica Windsor is, only Jenkins can judge.
"good afternoon."
She pulled the reins tightly, stopped beside the crowd, and jumped off the horse.
"You're so big, how can you still run around on a horse? Also, where did you get this suit from?"
Queen Isabella was a little dissatisfied.
"I was originally my clothes. I just heard that Jenkins came to the racecourse. I thought I could run around with him."
Miss J boldly touched Jenkins' face, which made Queen Isabella even more dissatisfied.
"Oh, please don't look at me with condemning eyes. You finally announced that Jenkins will be the successor. The responsibility that has been on my shoulders has finally been completely gone. Hold a reception in Jenkins and invite Nolan's important people What's wrong with letting me relax before we celebrate?"
Miss J asked, and then smiled at Jenkins:
"In the past, you were free, you could go wherever you like, now I am also free, there is nothing to restrain me except you. I can finally enjoy the life that should belong to me at this age."
Half of this sentence was taught by Jenkins, and half was thought up by Miss J herself. This can probably be regarded as an outpouring of true feelings, and even the Queen Isabella on the side couldn't tell if the girl she watched growing up was lying now.
"You hate your old life so much?"
asked Queen Isabella.
"Of course I don't hate it, but I can't say I like it. It's just boring, yes, boring, although it can get some sense of accomplishment, but I don't want to be old when I think about my age in my twenties. boring thing."
Next, she surpassed the "script" and directly kissed Jenkins on the side of the face, and then whistled, letting the horse with its head bowed and grazing come over and get on the horse:
"Jenkins, I promised you a press conference at five o'clock in the afternoon. Remember to prepare early, and I will arrange a carriage to pick you up at that time. Now, let me have a good run~"
After finishing speaking, he leaned on the horseback and rode the horse on the grassland to the distance under the gaze of everyone.
"You arranged for her to appear now?"
Queen Isabella asked after Miss J's figure had completely disappeared.
"Of course not. Besides, you brought up the topic about youth just now."
But it was indeed Jenkins who used the ability of [Empathy] to tell the dismounted Miss J about the content of the topic.
The two continued to walk forward without any further discussion on Miss J who was gone.
"What Jessica said is also reasonable. A girl of her age really needs some freedom to experience life. Otherwise, after getting married and having children, she will no longer know what freedom feels like."
"Please don't take my word for it so badly."
Jenkins said.
"It's not that you say it badly, but it's describing a common phenomenon. Jenkins, I have lived for so long. From half a century ago to now, everything is changing rapidly. Our lives, our buildings, In our country, the only thing that remains unchanged is the poor desire to control and show off the men. The girls before marriage are like larks in the spotlight, and the ladies after marriage are sparrows trapped in cages. This world It's always been like this, and even though everything is changing, it's never going to change."
Jenkins really can't refute this point. At least in his opinion, even if the world develops for another two hundred years, Queen Isabella's point of view is probably still correct.
"Then let's continue talking about you. Did you immediately inherit the throne after the death of the previous king?"
This is a story from a previous era, and Jenkins has never asked about it.
"Of course not. At that time, although there were very few descendants of the Middleton family, it was not just your family as it is now. The former king passed away suddenly due to illness. He left a will, but no one can prove that the will is It's true. Even I can only admit the content of the will. The previous king made a verbal promise, but none of the witnesses that should have existed after the previous king passed away. I don't know what happened...
According to the usual practice, most of the private property is left to me, which is what I deserve, and no one will object. You have probably heard the rumors that the late king left the throne to me. In fact, the will was written like this, and the late king told me this before he passed away, but only I know about the verbal promise. Now that I've ruled the country for over half a century, I can of course convince everyone of that, but at the time I didn't even dare to say it. "
Jenkins understood this very well. In that awkward position, no one would believe her.
"Therefore, the throne should belong to the Grand Duke Sidrol who was still alive at the time."
This grand duke passed away a long time ago. He is actually a distant cousin of the previous king. That is to say, he shares a common great-grandfather with the previous king, and his blood relationship is similar to that of Jenkins and Sigrid.
The relationship between the grand duke and the former king was quite bad. Even the original owner half a century later had heard that two descendants of Middleton almost caused the guards to fight in the opera house.
It is said that the conflict was accumulated from previous generations, and it is also related to the throne. These are the secret history of the palace, and only when Jenkins officially moved into Cold Spring Palace will he have the opportunity to know the truth.
"But before the succession began, Sidrol also passed away, in a terrible accident..."
"Is it really just an accident?"
Because of this question, Queen Isabella took a look at Jenkins:
"Actually, I'm also very curious about whether this was an accident or not. You don't have to doubt me. At that time, I was just the young widow of the late king. I didn't have the power to assassinate a duke without leaving any traces."
"I didn't doubt you."
He quickly denied that the other party was telling the truth.
"After the death of the Grand Duke, according to the Act of Succession to the Throne, the successor is Lady Ruth Chadaro, who is second in line of succession."
"She died too?"
"Of course not, how could two heirs die in a row..."
He paused at this point, probably because he thought that he had murdered many heirs in succession.
"The Countess and the Middleton family are blood relatives separated by a long distance, and they should not be counted as members of the family. She has a very bad reputation, and it was very bad a long time ago. When people find her, inform the king When it fell on her, the woman said that after inheriting the throne, she would make all her faces become members of the House of Lords... "
The old man shook his head, stopped with Jenkins again, and watched the young men galloping on horseback in the distance. Although the horseshoes stomping on the grass will not raise dust, but the distance is so far, the vibration of the ground can still be barely felt.
"That woman was rejected by me. Although I have no right to inherit, I still have some say in the succession of the throne. Besides, no one really likes that woman. Even if dissident nobles want a puppet, they must at least find a puppet." A puppet of a good reputation.
In short, after searching around, there is no suitable candidate, and during the vacancy of the throne, all the affairs of this country are handled by me. So people accepted the reality and believed part of that will, and according to the will, I will inherit the throne. "
She paused, not knowing what to recall:
"It was quite strange to me at that time. Even though the previous king had said that he would leave the throne to me, I didn't have any mental preparations. I didn't even think about it. Except for friends like Madeleine, I didn't have any supporters, I didn't have any followers. The first few years, I had a hard time, everything at home and abroad, and the opposition... "
She was probably caught in her own memories, and she didn't feel her voice gradually getting lower. Jenkins didn't bother her either, but continued walking beside her.
The sun was covered by the gray fog, and the wind gradually picked up, which really brought some coolness.
"Good afternoon~"
It was a familiar voice again, Jessica Windsor was standing not far in front and waving to this side, it must be waving at Jenkins. She was wearing a beautiful blue dress, and behind her stood two maids, like noble ladies on an outing.
Watching Jenkins approaching with a warm smile on his face, his sweet expression made his honey-like feelings easily revealed.
She took a quick step to Jenkins and hugged him:
"I knew you'd be here."
"Jessica, why did you change a dress so quickly?"
Queen Isabella woke up from her own memories, and unexpectedly asked the young girl she was familiar with.
Jessica shook her head:
"I wear this one all the time."
As he spoke, he looked at the two maids behind him, and they immediately proved that since Jessica came to the racecourse an hour ago, she has been wearing this beautiful dress and has not changed clothes.
Jessica looked at Jenkins with her hands behind her back, tiptoed slightly, showing a somewhat reserved and shy look:
"Do you have time in the evening to have dinner together?"
"Oh, no, we're going home for dinner, do you want to come?"
"certainly."
She nodded with a smile, and said:
"Remember to go home early, today you are considered to be very beautiful, let me see, you are now called 'Fabric Star'."
"I was just out of town for three hours, how..."
"People are always keen on this kind of thing, especially when there are charming ladies and admirable intrigue. I know it's hard for you, but you've finally got His Majesty's approval and you've finally made it through After the hardest days, it will all be fine.”