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More than 20 years of unwillingness and resentment, stationed in the bottom of her heart, have already become Mrs. Xu's demons.

Mrs. Xu stared at Qiao Weihuan, and the first thing she asked was: "You are not dead?" ”

Then she sneered and said to herself: "That's right, since you're fine, hurry up and make it clear to the duke, Vivian and I were both threatened by Ashe, and your kidnapping has nothing to do with us, let the duke let us go back!" ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered her eyes, her cheeks were a little wooden, and she didn't know how she felt.

It was as if something soft in the body had been gently pricked, so that it would not stop bleeding, but it still hurt.

That feeling came and went quickly, and all of a sudden, there was no trace.

Qiao Weihuan was suddenly relieved, she raised her feet and stepped up the steps, and said with a very quiet face: "Don't look for the duke, I can let you go back." ”

Mrs. Xu prepared a stomach full of words, and when she heard her say this, she was choked up and speechless for a short time.

Why is this little/person suddenly so easy to talk??

didn't have time to think about it, Qiao Weihuan was already gone.

Passing by the man in the suit guarding outside the gate, Mrs. Xu heard it clearly, and Qiao Weihuan whispered to the man in the suit: "If they want to go, they can leave, and they don't have to worry about them in the future." ”

"Yes."

Mrs. Xu looked at her with a gloomy face and got into the car, and the car drove away in the blink of an eye and left without any nostalgia. She hurriedly returned to the couch, picked up Vivien, who was still crying, and cautiously stared at the servants and men in suits, and walked towards the door.

This time, no one stopped them, everyone was busy with their own business, and they turned a blind eye to the departure of the two people.

Qiao Weihuan's car could still be seen from afar, Mrs. Xu's face turned cold, and she pulled Vivian onto another road.

The beginning is wrong, and the end is the opposite.

The so-called fetters of blood are far from being able to defeat the torments of time.

Perhaps for Mrs. Xu, it is a good thing to never know the truth. Because after she knows, what she loves now will turn into hatred, the kind of subversion that can destroy people's sanity, don't let more people experience it.

The man in the suit who was driving looked at Qiao Weihuan's face, seeing that she had no expression, and he couldn't say whether he was uncomfortable.

"Ma'am, we ...... now"

Qiao Weihuan leaned back on the seat and closed her eyes abruptly, "Go to St. James's Palace." ”

In Manchester, the doctors who were fighting on the operating table finally put down their scalpels.

Uncle Zhong and Cui Chengchuan, who were outside the operating room, saw the doctor push the door out, and straightened their waists.

"The operation went well, but the Duke is still in a coma, and he may have to—"

Before the words were finished, the first half of the sentence had already made the people outside exhale heavily. But another nurse came out of the operating room, and the sound of the door opening interrupted the doctor, "The Duke has woken up and wants to see Mr. Chung and Mr. Morris." ”

The doctor who just said that He Zhengxiao was still in a coma was a little confused, this is not scientific, the anesthesia has not completely passed, why did he wake up? !

Although it was not in accordance with the rules, Cui Chengchuan and Uncle Zhong couldn't wait at all, so they entered the operating room, and even the men in suits who were waiting outside followed.

There are also nurses cleaning up the mess, and the atmosphere has relaxed in the small sound of tinkling.

He Zhengxiao lay down slenderly, his deep eyes were lightly closed, and sweat slipped down his knife-like sideburns, wetting his short dark hair. The side face is still resolute and upright, and just one glance can make people feel the indestructible power.

Uncle Zhong's eyes were red, "...... Master. ”

That's great.

The men in suits couldn't restrain their emotions and quietly knelt on one knee at a distance not far away.

Cui Chengchuan closed his eyes fiercely, and then chuckled, "Okay, nothing is better than anything." ”

He Zhengxiao opened his eyes slowly, and the soft light above covered his eyes, reflecting the clarity under his eyes vividly, without a single bit of fatigue, but his voice was a little hoarse: "How is she." ”

No need to ask, everyone knows who this "she" is.

"You're all like this, and you're still worried...... Little Butterfly is fine, she ran to London to clean up the mess for you. Cui Chengchuan sneered and tapped the operating table with his cane, "I'll call her when I go back and tell her that you can take care of it with peace of mind." ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a small smile climbed into the corners of his eyes.

It's good, she's tougher than she thought, she knows exactly what to do next, and she hasn't fallen.

Cui Chengchuan didn't want He Zhengxiao to know about the outside affairs, for fear of delaying his recovery. However, how could He Zhengxiao not arrange it, so when he heard him say "bring the mobile phone", Cui Chengchuan was not surprised at all.

Uncle Zhong took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do you want to contact the young lady?" ”

He Zhengxiao tilted his head slightly, and the smile lines under his eyes gradually became cold, "The Queen's Palace." ”

Outside St. James's Palace, Qiao Weihuan's car slowly stopped, and she lowered the window, "Lisi." ”

Lisi was waiting outside, and when she saw her, she quickly picked up her skirt and ran over, pulled the car door open, and quickly got into the car.

The news of Ashe's death was not made public, and on that day, people in Manchester only knew that the atmosphere was unusual, and the surrounding area of the building had already been cleared, and no news came out, including He Zhengxiao's injury, and Lisi still heard the queen talk about it. At that time, Lisi was in Australia and urgently booked a plane ticket to go directly to Manchester, but heard that the queen was ill and had to be transferred to London.

Lisi's worried little face was a little haggard, and under her beautiful eyes, there were two inconspicuous blue and black, which showed that she hadn't rested well in the past two days, "Butterfly, how is Arte?" ”

The tip of his heart trembled imperceptibly, and Qiao Weihuan shook his head gently, "It's still in operation." ”

Lisi's face quickly fell, she knew that now was not the time to be able to have six gods without a master, so she quickly slapped her cheeks with both hands, "I just called, grandma is in the palace, let's go over now." ”

Qiao Weihuan went to the palace for the first time, and it was also the first time to face the queen.

The face was older than expected, and the long gray hair was not coiled up, and it hung down obediently at the back of the head.

The queen looked quite tired half-reclining in her large velvet chair.

The secretary walked over lightly, lowered his voice and said, "They're here." ”

The queen looked up at Lisi and smiled slightly.

When that eye came over, Qiao Weihuan didn't miss the glance that flashed in the queen's eyes. She stopped and made a standard curtsy, "Your Majesty." ”

Surprisingly, the queen did not respond.

Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, she straightened up, her lips moved slightly, but before she could speak, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly began to vibrate, and the shock made people nervous.

I'll call at this time...... Uncle Zhong!

He Zhengxiao's surgery is over?!

The hot sweat in his hair quietly seeped out, Qiao Weihuan shook his nerves, and heard the queen say, "I know why you came." ”

"The current Duke of Demville is the child I watched grow up. He is better than his father and I have high hopes for him. The queen sat up slowly, holding on to the armrest, "But this time, I can't get him out of anything." ”

Lisi was stunned, she quickly bent down and held the queen's loose-skinned hand, "Grandma, Art didn't do anything wrong, he just told the truth......"

“Lisi。” The queen gently patted the back of Lisi's hand and interrupted her, "Maybe you think it's unfair, but not everything can be made public, and the public shouldn't know all the facts. Concealment is bad, but in some cases, it is a means of protection. ”

Qiao Weihuan put away her thoughts and listened quietly, under the fragile skin of her forehead, the cyan tendons jumped.

Lisi may not know all of these things, but she can understand them. What the queen said was only on the surface, the fact is that it was He Zhengxiao who made the black net public, and the prime minister seized this handle to push him out. Whoever starts will finish it, and the queen can't put her beak, and neither can anyone else, because it's too reasonable.

There is no excuse for this, this basin of water has been labeled as the Duke of Demville at the moment He Zhengxiao said it.

But when I came here today, I didn't ask the queen to protect He Zhengxiao.

Lisi was about to speak again, when she caught a glimpse of the Queen's eyes widening slightly. She turned around and saw Qiao Weihuan kneeling on one knee.

"Your Majesty, there have been demonstrations in Manchester and cities across the UK, and someone needs to bear the consequences. I won't refuse for He Zhengxiao, and I believe he won't, we are all willing to accept the result. ”

Qiao Weihuan straightened his back, his eyes were straight but not sharp, vaguely revealing some firmness.

"So I beg Your Majesty to allow me to replace He Zhengxiao and give up my title."

Lisi was dumbfounded, feeling a thunderbolt from nine heavens away, "snapping" and splitting her apart, "...... Butterfly, what are you talking about? ”

Giving up the title is equivalent to giving up the identity of the House of Lords and giving up the current political/political rights, is Qiao Weihuan crazy? !

"No, no, no!" Lisi shook his head, walked over to help Qiao Weihuan up, sweated on his forehead, and whispered, "Butterfly, there must be another way." Art can't give up the title, you get up first......"

Qiao Weihuan stubbornly refused to get up, and her dark eyes always stared at the queen who had no surprise on her face.

Not holding real power does not mean that there is no political literacy. Having lived through the brutal Second World War and witnessed nearly a century of turbulent ups and downs, the old queen had already learned to bring shrewdness and wisdom deep under the crown of indisputability.

The lives of those who died in the demonstrations, and the monstrous fires that ignited in the United Kingdom, can crush people's backbones when they are carried on their backs.

If he does not give up his title, he Zhengxiao may be convicted by someone from countless criminal laws, and it will not be too light.

If He Zhengxiao loses his title and can no longer participate in the political/political struggle, the prime minister will be satisfied, and the anger of the whole Britain will have an outlet.

It looks like the sky is falling, but in fact, the green mountains are left, and I am not afraid of no firewood.

The queen kindly asked, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then can you call the shots in the place of the Dromvilles?"

Qiao Weihuan was silent for half a second, and said calmly: "I can." ”

The people of the Demville family would not agree to her doing this, after all, He Zhengxiao's title was too important. But she had another way to force them to agree, albeit a bit of a shame......

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

More than 20 years of unwillingness and resentment, stationed in the bottom of her heart, have already become Mrs. Xu's demons.

Mrs. Xu stared at Qiao Weihuan, and the first thing she asked was: "You are not dead?" ”

Then she sneered and said to herself: "That's right, since you're fine, hurry up and make it clear to the duke, Vivian and I were both threatened by Ashe, and your kidnapping has nothing to do with us, let the duke let us go back!" ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered her eyes, her cheeks were a little wooden, and she didn't know how she felt.

It was as if something soft in the body had been gently pricked, so that it would not stop bleeding, but it still hurt.

That feeling came and went quickly, and all of a sudden, there was no trace.

Qiao Weihuan was suddenly relieved, she raised her feet and stepped up the steps, and said with a very quiet face: "Don't look for the duke, I can let you go back." ”

Mrs. Xu prepared a stomach full of words, and when she heard her say this, she was choked up and speechless for a short time.

Why is this little/person suddenly so easy to talk??

didn't have time to think about it, Qiao Weihuan was already gone.

Passing by the man in the suit guarding outside the gate, Mrs. Xu heard it clearly, and Qiao Weihuan whispered to the man in the suit: "If they want to go, they can leave, and they don't have to worry about them in the future." ”

"Yes."

Mrs. Xu looked at her with a gloomy face and got into the car, and the car drove away in the blink of an eye and left without any nostalgia. She hurriedly returned to the couch, picked up Vivien, who was still crying, and cautiously stared at the servants and men in suits, and walked towards the door.

This time, no one stopped them, everyone was busy with their own business, and they turned a blind eye to the departure of the two people.

Qiao Weihuan's car could still be seen from afar, Mrs. Xu's face turned cold, and she pulled Vivian onto another road.

The beginning is wrong, and the end is the opposite.

The so-called fetters of blood are far from being able to defeat the torments of time.

Perhaps for Mrs. Xu, it is a good thing to never know the truth. Because after she knows, what she loves now will turn into hatred, the kind of subversion that can destroy people's sanity, don't let more people experience it.

The man in the suit who was driving looked at Qiao Weihuan's face, seeing that she had no expression, and he couldn't say whether he was uncomfortable.

"Ma'am, we ...... now"

Qiao Weihuan leaned back on the seat and closed her eyes abruptly, "Go to St. James's Palace." ”

In Manchester, the doctors who were fighting on the operating table finally put down their scalpels.

Uncle Zhong and Cui Chengchuan, who were outside the operating room, saw the doctor push the door out, and straightened their waists.

"The operation went well, but the Duke is still in a coma, and he may have to—"

Before the words were finished, the first half of the sentence had already made the people outside exhale heavily. But another nurse came out of the operating room, and the sound of the door opening interrupted the doctor, "The Duke has woken up and wants to see Mr. Chung and Mr. Morris." ”

The doctor who just said that He Zhengxiao was still in a coma was a little confused, this is not scientific, the anesthesia has not completely passed, why did he wake up? !

Although it was not in accordance with the rules, Cui Chengchuan and Uncle Zhong couldn't wait at all, so they entered the operating room, and even the men in suits who were waiting outside followed.

There are also nurses cleaning up the mess, and the atmosphere has relaxed in the small sound of tinkling.

He Zhengxiao lay down slenderly, his deep eyes were lightly closed, and sweat slipped down his knife-like sideburns, wetting his short dark hair. The side face is still resolute and upright, and just one glance can make people feel the indestructible power.

Uncle Zhong's eyes were red, "...... Master. ”

That's great.

The men in suits couldn't restrain their emotions and quietly knelt on one knee at a distance not far away.

Cui Chengchuan closed his eyes fiercely, and then chuckled, "Okay, nothing is better than anything." ”

He Zhengxiao opened his eyes slowly, and the soft light above covered his eyes, reflecting the clarity under his eyes vividly, without a single bit of fatigue, but his voice was a little hoarse: "How is she." ”

No need to ask, everyone knows who this "she" is.

"You're all like this, and you're still worried...... Little Butterfly is fine, she ran to London to clean up the mess for you. Cui Chengchuan sneered and tapped the operating table with his cane, "I'll call her when I go back and tell her that you can take care of it with peace of mind." ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a small smile climbed into the corners of his eyes.

It's good, she's tougher than she thought, she knows exactly what to do next, and she hasn't fallen.

Cui Chengchuan didn't want He Zhengxiao to know about the outside affairs, for fear of delaying his recovery. However, how could He Zhengxiao not arrange it, so when he heard him say "bring the mobile phone", Cui Chengchuan was not surprised at all.

Uncle Zhong took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do you want to contact the young lady?" ”

He Zhengxiao tilted his head slightly, and the smile lines under his eyes gradually became cold, "The Queen's Palace." ”

Outside St. James's Palace, Qiao Weihuan's car slowly stopped, and she lowered the window, "Lisi." ”

Lisi was waiting outside, and when she saw her, she quickly picked up her skirt and ran over, pulled the car door open, and quickly got into the car.

The news of Ashe's death was not made public, and on that day, people in Manchester only knew that the atmosphere was unusual, and the surrounding area of the building had already been cleared, and no news came out, including He Zhengxiao's injury, and Lisi still heard the queen talk about it. At that time, Lisi was in Australia and urgently booked a plane ticket to go directly to Manchester, but heard that the queen was ill and had to be transferred to London.

Lisi's worried little face was a little haggard, and under her beautiful eyes, there were two inconspicuous blue and black, which showed that she hadn't rested well in the past two days, "Butterfly, how is Arte?" ”

The tip of his heart trembled imperceptibly, and Qiao Weihuan shook his head gently, "It's still in operation." ”

Lisi's face quickly fell, she knew that now was not the time to be able to have six gods without a master, so she quickly slapped her cheeks with both hands, "I just called, grandma is in the palace, let's go over now." ”

Qiao Weihuan went to the palace for the first time, and it was also the first time to face the queen.

The face was older than expected, and the long gray hair was not coiled up, and it hung down obediently at the back of the head.

The queen looked quite tired half-reclining in her large velvet chair.

The secretary walked over lightly, lowered his voice and said, "They're here." ”

The queen looked up at Lisi and smiled slightly.

When that eye came over, Qiao Weihuan didn't miss the glance that flashed in the queen's eyes. She stopped and made a standard curtsy, "Your Majesty." ”

Surprisingly, the queen did not respond.

Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, she straightened up, her lips moved slightly, but before she could speak, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly began to vibrate, and the shock made people nervous.

I'll call at this time...... Uncle Zhong!

He Zhengxiao's surgery is over?!

The hot sweat in his hair quietly seeped out, Qiao Weihuan shook his nerves, and heard the queen say, "I know why you came." ”

"The current Duke of Demville is the child I watched grow up. He is better than his father and I have high hopes for him. The queen sat up slowly, holding on to the armrest, "But this time, I can't get him out of anything." ”

Lisi was stunned, she quickly bent down and held the queen's loose-skinned hand, "Grandma, Art didn't do anything wrong, he just told the truth......"

“Lisi。” The queen gently patted the back of Lisi's hand and interrupted her, "Maybe you think it's unfair, but not everything can be made public, and the public shouldn't know all the facts. Concealment is bad, but in some cases, it is a means of protection. ”

Qiao Weihuan put away her thoughts and listened quietly, under the fragile skin of her forehead, the cyan tendons jumped.

Lisi may not know all of these things, but she can understand them. What the queen said was only on the surface, the fact is that it was He Zhengxiao who made the black net public, and the prime minister seized this handle to push him out. Whoever starts will finish it, and the queen can't put her beak, and neither can anyone else, because it's too reasonable.

There is no excuse for this, this basin of water has been labeled as the Duke of Demville at the moment He Zhengxiao said it.

But when I came here today, I didn't ask the queen to protect He Zhengxiao.

Lisi was about to speak again, when she caught a glimpse of the Queen's eyes widening slightly. She turned around and saw Qiao Weihuan kneeling on one knee.

"Your Majesty, there have been demonstrations in Manchester and cities across the UK, and someone needs to bear the consequences. I won't refuse for He Zhengxiao, and I believe he won't, we are all willing to accept the result. ”

Qiao Weihuan straightened his back, his eyes were straight but not sharp, vaguely revealing some firmness.

"So I beg Your Majesty to allow me to replace He Zhengxiao and give up my title."

Lisi was dumbfounded, feeling a thunderbolt from nine heavens away, "snapping" and splitting her apart, "...... Butterfly, what are you talking about? ”

Giving up the title is equivalent to giving up the identity of the House of Lords and giving up the current political/political rights, is Qiao Weihuan crazy? !

"No, no, no!" Lisi shook his head, walked over to help Qiao Weihuan up, sweated on his forehead, and whispered, "Butterfly, there must be another way." Art can't give up the title, you get up first......"

Qiao Weihuan stubbornly refused to get up, and her dark eyes always stared at the queen who had no surprise on her face.

Not holding real power does not mean that there is no political literacy. Having lived through the brutal Second World War and witnessed nearly a century of turbulent ups and downs, the old queen had already learned to bring shrewdness and wisdom deep under the crown of indisputability.

The lives of those who died in the demonstrations, and the monstrous fires that ignited in the United Kingdom, can crush people's backbones when they are carried on their backs.

If he does not give up his title, he Zhengxiao may be convicted by someone from countless criminal laws, and it will not be too light.

If He Zhengxiao loses his title and can no longer participate in the political/political struggle, the prime minister will be satisfied, and the anger of the whole Britain will have an outlet.

It looks like the sky is falling, but in fact, the green mountains are left, and I am not afraid of no firewood.

The queen kindly asked, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then can you call the shots in the place of the Dromvilles?"

Qiao Weihuan was silent for half a second, and said calmly: "I can." ”

The people of the Demville family would not agree to her doing this, after all, He Zhengxiao's title was too important. But she had another way to force them to agree, albeit a bit of a shame......

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