Chapter XIII Foreign Secretary Palmerston

"I didn't know which beautiful princess had to let her teacher leave class, but now she complains about me!" Albert, who was full of love in his eyes, hugged Victoria's waist with his left hand, and gently stroked Victoria's golden hair with his right hand, and said in a doting tone.

"I don't care! It's all your fault! The 29-year-old Victoria still smacked her lips like a child and coquetted Albert.

Even though the two have been together for 8 years, Victoria feels the same way about Albert as they did when they first met.

In Victoria's eyes, Albert, who was her age, was still so handsome.

"That's right! It's been my life's fault for knowing you! "Prince Albert pretended to be serious to Queen Victoria.

Victoria's eyes widened, and the white arms that hooked the back of Albert's neck tightened slightly, with the posture that you would try again.

Albert's next sentence, though, brought Victoria to a smile.

"Merciful God has given me the privilege of knowing you! Since I have made a mistake, let God make the two of us wrong forever...... I mistakenly dragged the angel into the mortal world, and then brazenly courted the angel ......" Albert is worthy of the pride of heaven after graduating from the University of Bonn, and a set of playful love words made Victoria smile.

The lips collided with each other with a strong sense of love, and after the kiss, the spark of love became even stronger.

"Victoria, I'm ......" Albert felt his breath heat a little.

Not only the breathing, but also the whole body became hot.

The flames in Victoria's eyes were even hotter, as if they were about to burn everything up.

The sunset outside the window reflects on the walls of Buckingham Palace, pulling out a long reflection of the day, making the original golden arch particularly sacred in the sunlight, a sense of spring permeates the sacred room, listen to a certain room of Buckingham Palace, you will hear a burst of gasps mixed with suppressed moans.

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The intense spring lasted for half an hour and came to an end.

The sun sets and night falls.

John, who was in charge of the Victorian couple's daily life. Brown came to the door of the room lightly, knocked lightly, and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty, the banquet is about to start in 2 hours!" Now it's time to wash up! ”

"Hmm!" Victoria's languid voice rang out from within the room, and the faint sound of flint ignited as the dark room set ablaze.

Through the crack in the door, I could see the light in the room. Brown quickly gathered the maid in charge of Victoria's living and waited for a message from inside.

Nearly 20 minutes later, Albert's majestic voice came from the room: "You can come in!" ”

The door opened, and the maids rushed up with toiletries and necessary cosmetics.

Victoria and Albert are manipulated like two fiddling dolls, with Albert's bright red military uniform and a gorgeous purple lace dress on Victoria's body.

"Honey, I feel like the two of us are like two dolls!" Disgusted with the rarity and attire, Victoria complained to Albert.

"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of all Britain! Complicated etiquette is conducive to maintaining the respect of your subjects! If you are not well-dressed, I'm afraid Prime Minister Russell will criticize me behind my back! Albert replied, half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"He dares!" Victoria is like a fried little she-cat: "If he does this, I will have to remove his prime minister!" ”

In the 19th century, when royal power was not yet weak, the power of the king/emperor was above all secular rules.

Even in the United Kingdom, which claims to be a constitutional monarchy, as long as Queen Victoria wants to, she can completely abolish the cabinet with a word, and even need her to hint that those opposition parties will charge for the queen.

The so-called "as long as the Cabinet agrees, even if the Queen is executed, she can only sign the vote" is simply not possible.

The maid standing on the side didn't seem to hear Victoria's "domineering" words, and still worked diligently.

From the first day she stayed at Buckingham Palace, she was told that people who were not tight-mouthed would shut up forever at Buckingham Palace, and that every year someone disappeared from Buckingham Palace, and they were all talkative people without exception.

"Victoria, I told you a long time ago! Rights are not to be squandered, and the rights of the Kingdom of Britain are rights based on Magna Carta! You don't need to do it yourself to bring down a cabinet...... "Prince Albert babbles like Queen Victoria about the magic of "doing nothing".

It took about an hour to groom and tidy up, and the dressed Queen Victoria and the princess were in the squire with John. Brown led the way to the side room of Buckingham Palace, where they were to receive Palmerston, the foreign secretary of the Kingdom of Britain, and his wife.

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A horse-drawn carriage slowly drove from the darkness of night to the direction of Buckingham Palace.

Inside the carriage sat a man with an oval face, a high nose, and thick lips, dressed in a black flak cashmere gown, with a large medal on his chest and a pair of black silk stockings underneath. Although his sideburns and white face were covered with wrinkles, this did not affect his wisdom in the slightest, and a pair of deep and intelligent eyes seemed to see everything as it was, and he was the Foreign Secretary of the Kingdom of Britain, also known as Palmerston, the Foreign Minister.

Beside him was an old woman who was far from his age, this old woman who looked to be only in her 40s, with a delicate face, was actually 61 years old, and the years only left a few scratches on her face, but it did not affect the beauty of the old woman in the slightest, she leaned quietly beside Palmerston.

Obviously the age difference is not far apart, but it presents a harmonious scene of an old husband and a young wife.

The old woman was his wife and widow of the Earl of Cooper, and it had been nine years since Palmerston had married her.

In the past 9 years, the two of them have still maintained the passion of young talents.

"Henry (Palmerston's full name is Henry. John. Temple. Palmerston), what do you say the Queen and the Princesses invited us to Buckingham Palace for? Mrs. Palmerston asked her husband in front of her, illuminated by the rickety kerosene lamps hanging in the carriage.

"I think it's probably some work stuff!" Palmerston replied vaguely.