My meeting with Elizabeth was done in front of many onlookers, and it was neither thrilling nor glamorous, but I knew that the real battle was yet to come, and for now, I just had to wait and see what else this woman could do.

After that, this woman came to me every now and then on the pretext of visiting the sick, and slowly, she stayed longer and longer.

Soon, the reason for the visit was replaced by Alexander, the future husband, who wanted to know through my mouth on the fourth visit.

"Can you tell me about my emperor's husband?

"About my brother, I've heard about what happened on the wedding day, Queen Elizabeth, I'm sorry. My brother is a pure Anatolian Roman. ”

Elizabeth complained a great deal about the emperor and husband who had left the palace on the day of the wedding, and she said unabashedly in front of me: "Because I am a pure Anatolian Roman, I will leave me on the day of the wedding, and I will not want to stay in our dormitory for the night! Moreover, I have been gone for almost a year, and I have not said a word of greeting!"

Regardless of whether Elizabeth really felt slighted or pretended to be angry, I hastened to explain to Alexander, a war maniac: "Empress, you have learned that His Majesty the Emperor is fighting abroad across a Mediterranean Sea, which is larger than the size of the Russian Kingdom. Moreover, the battle situation at the front line is urgent, and many times the emperor is not given time and mood to calm down at all, brother. ”

"You are his brother. Of course you said good things for him. However, do you know that the first person I proposed to marry was you. Not your brother. ”

In this not too small room, although the weather outside was cold, it was still warm inside, but Elizabeth said something that made my back cold, and I quickly turned grim, but fortunately there was no one else here.

"Queen. Please respect yourself!"

"I'm sorry, I've been in Russia for a long time, and I'm used to talking directly about what I think. Elizabeth's eyes narrowed. Leaving her seat, she said what seemed to be apologetic, and then she changed her words, "Brother Huang." I've heard you'll be able to get out of bed in a few days. Why don't you take me for a walk around the palace?"

"Queen, the people in the palace may know the history of this palace better than me, why don't you go to them?"

"Because here, only I can talk to you, and isn't it better for the more humane royal brother to accompany me than the cold Caesar?

This is Elizabeth's clarion call. I'm more curious about who told her than how she's going to attack in the future. I'll be able to get out of bed and go around in a few days.

Promised Elizabeth, after she left, the theme of me chasing women after men reminded me of Feletria, that guy gave me a lot of headaches, but it was a very happy time, well, very happy!

"What are you laughing at there!!"

A very dissatisfied, cold voice that was ready to explode at any time sounded beside him.

I looked up and saw Penevis's chest heaving.

"I just remembered something I won't forget for the rest of my life. I smiled at Penives.

"Bad guys!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're not bad, who's still a bad person!"

"Okay. I undeniably shrugged my shoulders, "In a few days, the queen will visit the palace, you must know more about the history of the palace than I do, you can come along." ”

"If you don't promise her, it's okay!"

"She was alone in Constantinople, and it would be unreasonable to say that she had not been granted a request for companionship. ”

"Excuses, excuses, hmph, after all, you're a bad person!" Penevis has been having a big temper lately, no, she just shook me on the back of her head and slammed the door of the dormitory and walked out.

But on the day she accompanied Elizabeth to the palace, Penevis arrived on time.

"Brother Huang~~" Elizabeth, who was familiar with herself, appeared in the distance with a large group of attendants, her eyes lit up when she saw me from a distance, she called me with a smile, and walked towards me.

"The Empress seems to be pleased..."

"Of course, I've been here for almost a year, and it's the first time I've actually walked around the palace! Can I not be excited! This is the palace of Rome, a thousand-year-old empire, and every brick and soil here is very sacred!" Elizabeth said, and even took my arm, her body pressed against me, intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of her mouth showed a gorgeous smile.

Still excited after enduring it for more than a year?

Is she an idiot for me?

No matter how much Elizabeth tried to disguise herself as an elegant and decent woman, I could still tell that many years of living in Russia had actually turned this elegant and graceful lady into a coquettish slut with a flamboyant appearance.

However, Elizabeth does have her flamboyant capital, and the luxurious dress with black and gold rimmed on her body outlines her figure perfectly, where it should be warped, where it should be thin, and in the front of the chest, she is very open, a milky cleavage, the skin on the huge mountain peak is fair and smooth, and a pair of amorous seductive eyes, compared to Assasin when he moved the lady.

Penevis is much inferior, even if she has tried hard to stand up her small body, but she was still instantly killed by Elizabeth, who has many times more combat power than her, as for Feletria... Forget it, all I can say is that God has given her extraordinary looks and wisdom, and naturally he has to take something else from her as a balance, so I will try to be a poor breast control and a breast maniac in the future.

If I hang it in the future, I will engrave it on the tombstone, I control my flat chest, I am proud, I love poor milk, I am proud.

Penavis snorted, and then I felt a pain in my foot, and dared to stomp on me with her foot, damn it, I think Feletria's flat chest, what did she do with me, and it didn't count, she actually glared at me with a vicious look.

"Queen, the prince has just recovered from his injuries, and the doctor has instructed me to take care of the prince carefully and not let him do too drastic acts, and if you get close to the prince like this, I am afraid that you will tear the prince's wounds apart!"

I rolled my eyes in the face of Pennivis's alarmism and began my tour of the Grand Palace.

The Grand Palace is located on the commanding height of the city, covering an area of more than 600,000 square meters, and is the most luxurious complex in the whole of Constantinople.

La Maniol Palace is dedicated to official ceremonies, Dafna Palace is used for the royal family, I live in the wing of Dafna Palace, and Alexander is in the middle of Daphna Palace. Schalke Palace serves as a royal collection room, housing collections from the royal collection from 1300 onwards. The various palaces are connected by arcades, and the courtyards between the palaces are opened up as imperial gardens. The palace is surrounded by places like churches, chapels, baths, playgrounds, etc., but none of these places are comparable to those at the gates of Mankana.

At the end of the royal red ceremonial carpet, hundreds of meters away, is the infamous Iron Throne, another parody of my predecessor, the Military Academy at West Point in Constantinople.

The object of the spoof?

Where does the idea come from?

Call it whatever you want to call it, anyway, the Iron Throne of King's Landing with the homonym of Constantinople in the Song of and Kill is inside.

Under the feet are black neat floor tiles, the swishing archetypal cloister-style hall, but the light is not bad, the cathedral-like inner wall of the magnificent structure makes the entire throne appear extremely cold, the dome hangs more than a dozen huge red background and black border Theofano family flags, in the past hung the traditional red golden eagle of the imperial family, plus four Jerusalem crosses.

The Jerusalem cross represents the four directions of the gospel of Christ coming from Jerusalem, and the golden double-headed eagle in the center, representing the empire, representing God, spreading God's will in all directions, looking at the empty throne, inadvertently, I think of Dido, the puppet emperor.

In that light, my eyes blurred, as if I saw the gray-haired lion still sitting on the throne, cowering, trying to think of himself as a waste. And as soon as the picture turned, I seemed to see an old but still sharp lion, holding his head high, not angry. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm too busy with work.,Accidentally and in the manuscript coded out a good play.,Fortunately, someone found it in time.,Caught up and hanged.,Now go back to the corner and silently revise the words.,I sometimes really think.,Take self as the theme.,Write an urban X_X essay with this talent that specifically grasps the reader's abuse point.