London, 1937.

Queen Isabella was sitting alone in her office, frowning at the report in front of her.

After deciding to instigate the Arabs to demand oil-related power from Vale, Isabella thought that everything would be extremely smooth, that Lin Youde would be exhausted under the constant attacks of the Arabs, and that the Arabs would shed every drop of blood in the confrontation with Lin Youde, and that in the end, the British Empire would benefit from the fisherman's profit, and at the worst it would be able to mix with Vale the power to jointly exploit oil fields - of course, Isabella did not think about taking back this power by force, but the current British Empire is really a little powerless.

In fact, the main thing is that the parliamentary fellows would never agree to let the British Empire's fleet burn the pounds on the expedition when they had a more economical way.

Unfortunately, now this much-loved "more money-saving plan" has completely failed.

The Arabs did shed their blood, and Lin Youde also suffered considerable losses, but people didn't care about this loss at all. Vale is transporting Chinese to the Persian Gulf in tens of thousands on ships rented from the Americans, and the western coast of the Persian Gulf has been filled with Chinese. Now Lin Youde's African army in the Persian Gulf has more than 200,000 people, and as long as water and food are secured, they can move sideways in the Middle East.

Originally, when this kind of clue appeared in the Persian Gulf, Isabella thought that she could let the Arabs use the war concubines to contend with it, but she didn't expect Lin Youde to get support from the damned Jews, and armed a group of Jewish war concubines to directly abuse the Arabs.

Now I am afraid that I can only hope that the Arabs will suddenly take out the god queen that they have treasured for a long time to teach the African army a lesson, but Isabella feels that this possibility is too low, if the Arabs really hide the god queen, they should have used it when the Ottoman Empire slaughtered them a few years ago.

The Arab race has been abandoned by God for far too long.

At this point, Isabella could only hope to interfere with the agreement between Lin Youde and the French, so she was already arranging and preparing when Lin Youde had not yet set off from Potsdam to Paris, but she didn't expect that Lin Youde still hid this hand, directly creating a situation where the French had to submit and depriving the French of all other options.

The British ambassador to France had already conveyed to London the demands of the French: If you don't take brothers in the British Empire, we will have no choice but to surrender to the enemy.

Isabella yesterday ordered the First Chancellor of the Exchequer Chamberlain to find a way to support France, but today Isabella waited all morning, and Chamberlain did not show up in her office, and she sent someone to ask the result, Chamberlain's secretary replied that the First Chancellor of the Exchequer was in intense negotiations with the bankers, and could not get away for the time being.

Isabella vaguely felt that Chamberlain would not appear in front of her today.

In fact, Isabella understands this situation, after all, Britain, which is across the sea from France, has also been affected by the economic turmoil in France, and the ministers are already anxious just to stabilize the domestic situation, and it is indeed a little more than enough to help France.

But Isabella still didn't want to just watch Lin Youde fulfill his promise to the Jews, and if a Jewish state appeared in the Middle East, it would be equivalent to Lin Youde driving another nail in the world map of the empire on which the sun never sets, and this nail is still so close to the Suez Canal, which is vital to the British Empire.

Ministers should be well aware of what this means, but at yesterday's meeting, no one could come up with any good way to deal with the situation.

Because of this, Isabella also secretly learned about Sir Winston Churchill's opinion, and found that the fat man insisted on a resolute war with Germany to solve the problem fundamentally.

Isabella found that this time she even somewhat agreed with the dead fat man's statement - of course, only partially, and she also felt that if Lin Youde, a Germany under the leadership of the Chinese, would have many problems in the future, she would not agree with the dead fat man's proposed solution to the problem.

Isabella argued that the elimination of Germany was contrary to the policy of continental equilibrium that the British Empire had always adhered to, and that Britain had adhered to the policy of continental equilibrium for hundreds of years, and that the splendor of the empire on which the sun never set fully proved the effectiveness of this policy, and that Isabella did not intend to let it be interrupted in her own hands.

What's more, in Isabella's view, Russia, which itself has a considerable number of goddesses, and now has absorbed Austro-Hungarian study goddesses under the pretext of supporting the Austro-Hungarian restoration movement, is the biggest threat at present, and Germany must be kept to prevent Russian expansion in Europe - Isabella has the same view as Chamberlain in this regard.

But lately, Isabella has become increasingly suspicious that this perception is wrong.

Germany -- No, Lin Youde has already put his hand into the back garden of the British Empire, and is showing more and more signs of inching.

Thinking of this, Isabella couldn't help but sigh, now she doesn't even have a way to stop Lin Youde, on the Middle East issue, this game of gambling has returned the cheap she earned in Turkey to Lin Youde as it is.

When the Turkish War Agreement was signed, Isabella wanted to go to Istanbul to sign it in person, and at the same time taunt Lin Youde in person, asking him how he felt after the bankruptcy of his wishful thinking of dragging Russia into the quagmire, but I don't know why the cabinet and parliament were unanimous in their opposition to Isabella's trip to Istanbul.

Later, Isabella heard rumors that the old men of the parliament and the cabinet were worried that Isabella was young and ignorant and had been soaked away by Lin Youde, and the old men seemed to be uneasy about the fact that Isabella had stayed in Sanssouci Palace for so many days during her visit to Germany. However, Isabella did not particularly believe these rumors, because the source of the rumors was a few usually amorous sons who told the queen at the queen's salon, and it was hard to add fuel to the vinegar - what these people were best at was grandstanding, and they won the favor of girls by bragging.

Isabella suddenly found herself distracted, and hurriedly pulled back her thoughts, which had digressed for thousands of miles.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Isabella thought it was Chamberlain, so she looked surprised and said, "Please come in." ”

It turned out to be her intelligence chief who came through the door.

"Did something happen?" Isabella asked.

"Well, actually, it's not too much. It's just that I think it's better to report to His Majesty. We have been listening to the radio communications between Lin Youde and Potsdam, who was visiting Wèn in Paris. But we found that they did not send any telegrams to Potsdam every day on the weather conditions in Paris, as if they were going to Paris for a holiday. Potsdam seems to have continued to operate without instructions from Lin Youde......"

"Sir, you came to me specifically because the telegram had changed, right? Get straight to the point. Isabella interrupted the manager's overly lengthy prepend.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." The chief paused, "It is true that the content of today's telegram has changed, but ......"

The Steward's expression became very subtle, as if he did not know how to report the matter to Her Majesty.

Her Majesty the Queen frowned and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

The steward hesitated, but in the end he chose to hand the telegram to the queen.

"Your Majesty, you can judge for yourself."

The queen suspiciously took the telegram handed by the chief and glanced at its contents.

- I'll get Sissi pregnant when I go back, and let her wash herself and wait.

Isabella's expression immediately became as subtle as her intelligence director.

And there were two blush on her cheeks.

She pondered for a few seconds at the telegram, then looked up at her intelligence chief: "Sir, what do you think?" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that there must be something strange about this matter."

"Well," Isabella nodded, "immediately let our people find out what instructions Lin Youde gave in code. ”

"Understood, Your Majesty."

After the steward answered, Isabella gestured to indicate that he had nothing else to do.

After the intelligence director left, Isabella pressed her forehead with both hands.

"Why does that color embryo use plain code to say estrus!" She cursed in a low voice to Lin Youde, who was far away in Paris, France.

That's right, Isabella almost instinctively realized that this telegram had no special meaning, although it was unfounded, but Isabella still firmly believed that if Lin Youde wanted to use code words, he would definitely not use this form of code words.

Isabella herself didn't know why she was so sure, maybe it was because of the days she spent at Sanssouci Palace.

After the fishy heat on her face subsided, Isabella looked up at the ceiling, leaning completely back on the back of her chair. This classical style chair is all hard, and there are some carvings that are only for ornamental purposes, it feels very uncomfortable to sit on, Isabella did not think of replacing the chairs in the palace with soft modern furniture, but the palace housekeeper resolutely refused her request, in the old gentleman's opinion, this palace qiē represents tradition, represents the glory of the British Empire, Isabella as the queen must accept this qiē.

Rules, traditions, imperial interests and majesty, sometimes Isabella really feels like a bird trapped in these cages.

“…… I'm going to be twenty-five in a few years, and I'm going to be an old woman," Isabella muttered as she looked out the window, "My girlhood is coming to an end before it begins......"

The girlish feelings that sprung up under the stimulation of Lin Youde's telegram stirred in Isabella's chest, and she involuntarily appeared in her mind such a scene: the German army landed in the British Isles, and the Queen of England drove her armor to fight under the city of London until the last moment, but the body passed out, and when she woke up, the queen found that she had become a prisoner of the German army, at this time Lin Youde appeared in front of the queen, held her hand and said, "I did this qiē to get you, As long as you marry me, I will withdraw from the British Isles."

Isabella slammed away the imagination in her mind, she was the queen of England, who was trusted and loved by all the people, how could she imagine that the enemy country would capture her capital?

So it should be like this, the British army rushed into Potsdam, and Her Majesty the Queen drove the expedition herself, and after defeating the German gods who stood in the way, she came to Lin Youde, the de facto ruler of Germany, and announced in a loud voice: "Now you are my possession." ”

Isabella nodded repeatedly, that's right.

Then she was stunned.

"Oh my God, what was I thinking!" Isabella slapped herself on the cheek.

Then she looked at the telegram in front of her, and the words on it stimulated her, and her mind seemed to drift away again.

Isabella reacted once again, crumpling the telegram into a ball and throwing it into the wastebasket.

"A man who can send such a shameless telegram is not qualified to set foot in the royal palace of England." She said categorically.