"Your Majesty, the rebels have broken the Red Leaf Castle and are only two days away from the royal capital!"

The knight in disheveled armor straightened up and said to the woman behind the table with a frightened face: "Your subordinates think that you should immediately persuade Your Majesty to leave the royal capital with you temporarily, the rebels have more than 10,000 farmers and foot soldiers with swords and shields in the front alone, as well as more than 800 light knights in half armor, and the defenders of the royal capital are less than 1,000 people, we ......"

"I see, you go down. ”

The woman rubbed her eyes tiredly, and William, who was standing behind her, looked up to see a pair of dark circles hanging under those expectant eyes, which made her beautiful face lose a lot of color.

"Your Majesty, the subordinates are not cowardly, but the army left behind in the royal capital has been trained for a long time, and they can still fight in the face of those serfs with straw forks and sticks, but the rebels still have a considerable number of knights, if you don't leave the royal capital, it will be really difficult for you and His Majesty the King to ......."

"I will consider your suggestion, and now go to my female officer, and ask her to send me a letter to the Duke of Cole, and ask His Excellency where the Grand Duke's troops have gone. ”

"Your Majesty, you can't count on that old fox of Cole, he doesn't ...... at all."

"That's it!"

The woman stretched out her hand and pressed it to signal the knight to stop, and a pair of charming peach blossom eyes glared at him quite majestically. After glaring at him and saying nothing, the woman said with some indignation: "The royal capital defenders say that there are 1,000 people, but in fact there may not be 800! I don't expect reinforcements from Duke Cole, do you expect you people to give me your life?"

Looking at the knight who was kneeling on one knee and silent, the woman waved her hand helplessly. "Forget it, I can't blame you for it, go down and deliver the letter. ”

After the knight had fled from the temple door, the woman leaned feebly back in her chair, rubbed her temples tiredly, and sighed quietly.

"William, do you think I should run away with His Majesty?"

Her voice was as small as a murmur, but William, who was standing behind him with his broadsword, could still hear it clearly. He shook his head vigorously, and the lining of his helmet slammed against the collar of his armor with an unpleasant scraping sound.

"Your Majesty, I am only a bodyguard, and my duty is to keep you safe, and I am not qualified to express my opinion on the emergency military situation. ”

"Huh. The woman smiled helplessly, with a look of lingering anger on her face.

"You are not qualified to follow me everywhere to suppress the rebellion in the past two years, aren't those fools even less? I reminded those two fools last year that their territory can no longer afford to toss, and that bastard of Aden actually engaged in a 'pot tax' in order to renovate the Duke's Palace! He has to pay taxes for everything he cooks, not to mention the rebels, even I want to cut him!

Kane is even more excessive, he is simply an upright goblin, although he has not developed any new taxes, but he has received the taxes on his territory for thirty years!

The more the woman spoke, the more excited she became, her chest kept rising and falling in anger, and her white right hand slammed on the table even more, shaking the paper and pen on it to the ground.

William withdrew his gaze from the magnificent place, looked at his nose and nose, stood behind the woman with his big sword and did not say a word, honestly being a negative emotional trash can, and treated himself as a mute.

After venting for a while, the woman collapsed on the chair a little weakly, and said tiredly: "I've been talking with these bastards for the past few days, and I haven't even slept much." William, you go and get Emily and ask her to rub my head for me. ”

"Your Majesty, Emily is dead, keeping you at bay from the cold arrows of the rebel marksman. ”

The woman was stunned, and then muttered a little decadently, "Yes, Emily is dead, and she blocked the arrow for me...... Then you can help me rub it. ”

Faced with the woman's request, William was stunned for a moment, then let go of the big sword in his hand and stepped forward, gently rubbing the woman's temples with his big armored hands.

"Hmm~" The woman let out a lazy voice. The soft body stretched slightly, closed the charming peach blossom eyes, and slowly leaned back on the chair. Shaoqing, her good-looking brows furrowed, and she said with some dissatisfaction: "I took off my hand armor, and the nail pieces are hanging on my hair." ”

William nodded, took off his armor and hung it on the silk silk behind his waist, and then stretched out his large, calloused hand and gently stroked it on the woman's temple.

The rough fingertips slashed across the temporal muscles, gently pressed the sleeping acupoint, rubbed Baihui, rubbed the Fengchi acupoint, and finally rubbed her palms warm, and applied a hot compress on both sides of her cold and smooth chin for a while.

"Did Emily teach you this? Well, it's so comfortable. ”

William shook his head lightly where she couldn't see, and said no, this is actually what I taught myself in the barber shop for a long time, and the barber girl gave me a set of heads, and successfully fooled me into getting a haircut card of 2,000 yuan, and I shaved it for more than two years, and I didn't spend it until I wore it.

The feminine woman sat up straight, spun her stiff neck, and then tilted her head back and slowly leaned against William's armor.

She muttered, "You know, those two fools don't have the ability to be dukes at all, and their people are already struggling to survive every day, otherwise they wouldn't be coerced into rebelling against His Majesty." And so I'm going to send troops to kill them, and I feel like the vicious queen in those knightly novels......"

"Say, did I do something wrong?"

William didn't say a word, and concentrated on being his own shampoo brother.

Rubbing, pressing, rubbing, holding, pinching, patting, knocking...... Fingers, palms, wrists, fists, guans, joints, abdomen...... First mention and then peck, nine heavy and one light, trying to brush the proficiency of massage skills on the woman's beautiful head and neck, as if the head is constantly floating one after another +1, +1, +1......

"Don't you want to pay attention to me?"

The woman laughed self-deprecatingly. "Also, you have such a good relationship with Emily that she even taught you how to eat. Seeing that she usually pesters you, I know that she must have a crush on you. Now she died defending me from arrows, and you will follow me to the battlefield before you are an adult, and I am sorry for you......"

"Your Majesty, you have spoken seriously. ”

William said lightly: "Emily has always treated you like a sister, and it is also her own choice to block arrows for you." I don't know if you're right about fighting the rebels, but I know that the 'new nobles' who are holding the people hostage will never bring them peace. ”

William only felt the queen's soft neck stiffen, and then a small cold hand reached over and firmly grasped his large hand.

"Thank you, William. ”

The woman slowly stood up, turned her head and gazed at his cold face with emotion, and patted the back of his hand lightly.

That's what I thought, and that's why I kept going. The people of Aden and Kane are innocent, but how can those who have been destroyed by the rebels not innocent! I am not in a position to forgive the rebels for them, all I can do is to do what a queen should do and bring peace to my people!"

William looked at the woman in front of him without saying a word, she was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, her figure was extremely beautiful, her long wavy brown hair fell down on her chest, she was full of elegant and mature charm when she raised her hands and feet, and the whole person was like a ripe peach, but there was a pair of peach blossom eyes on her face that seemed to be drunk but not drunk, which made her face a little charming.

But now, the sparkle in her eyes overshadowed her natural seductive temperament, making her whole person a little different.

William was familiar with this kind of look, and it was this kind of light in the eyes of an old professor who was about to retire from college when he looked at his students. It is something that can only be possessed after having a firm heart, pure faith, a clear understanding of the meaning of one's existence, and finding the goal that one has fought for all his life, and it is the unique light of an idealist.

[The woman in front of her has an inexplicable glint in her eyes]

William smacked his lips...... Why are you here again.