Crown Prince Edward's mood was complicated. His father's image was so grand in his heart, but his father's death was directly related to him.

If I hadn't been a little star by myself, how could my father go to college to find him on a cold rainy night? Then my father would not have suffered from typhoid fever and the last time he could not get sick.

Of course, he knew very well that his father's death and typhoid fever was just a cause of his illness, and years of high-intensity work and stress were the fundamental reasons for his physical collapse.

But my mother didn't give her a chance to explain, but put all the blame on him. Over the years, Edward lingered in the flowers and became a playboy, and often he was a kind of discouraged self-deprecating.

He understands the truth, but his heart cannot be achieved by just preaching the truth.

Until today, when the image of his father appeared in front of him in three-dimensional and vivid form again, the crown prince's emotions almost collapsed. He suddenly turned around and strode to Xiao Letian, with a distorted and ferocious expression.

"How did you get this picture? Tell me, did you have spies in my UK a long time ago?"

"Say! How did you get this picture!"

The crown prince was roaring, Benjamin, Montubang and others secretly shouted in their hearts, "Great, Xiao Letian, you are smart and confused for a lifetime. Did you slap this flattery wrong?"

"You said it's okay for you to give the jade carvings well. Why did you send the prince the most tiring scene before his death? Don't you know that the prince died of illness due to overwork?"

"Hahaha, that's great. You're hitting the gun by yourself!"

All the guests at the scene became embarrassed, especially the members of the British royal family. They knew too well the relationship between the prince and the queen from Germany, and how diligent the prince was in the last years of his life.

The glory of the Victorian era was not just the queen's credit, his husband actually contributed more.

How could Xiao Letian be so stupid that he touched this taboo? It was so stupid that the queen fainted. Do you still expect the crown prince to be polite to you?

But no one came out to persuade him. The queen and the crown prince were angry. Who dared to come out and find it unhappy?

"Answer me! Where is your eloquence? Answer me...How come you have such a picture? How could you know the image of my father before he died..."

Edward really wanted to grab Xiao Letian's collar and punch him hard, but years of royal etiquette education made him resist his anger.

Everyone thought that Xiao Letian might be very sad. It was a pity that a happy banquet made him ruined it.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke, "The prince has said too much. Xiao Letian is the public enemy of Europe, and his most accustomed to conspiracy! Our Far East was captured by his careful works..."

"Prince, you should really check it out to see if there are Chinese spies in the royal family..."

"Iwan, shut up! Did I let you speak? Is there any part of you here?" Edward didn't look back and shouted loudly, and his saliva was flying on Xiao Letian's face.

Ivan also flattered the horse's legs, which made the crown prince scold him and his face turned red, and his neck shrank and he didn't dare to speak.

Xiao Letian touched the saliva star on his face and said with a wry smile, "You are in a rage. You probably won't listen to all my explanations, and I don't want to explain them anymore. At this moment, I just want to say one sentence..."

"Some things should be gone, let him go..."

"You!" Edward was completely crazy and thought to himself that I was emotionally broken. Do you still give me spiritual chicken soup? I will beat you to death!

Thinking of this, Edward grabbed Xiao Letian's bow tie and clenched his right hand and was about to take action, but at this moment the queen behind him spoke.

"Stop!" The queen's faint words nailed the crown prince's fist into the air like a nail, and she dared not move.

"Let our VIP go... Mr. Xiao is right, something... it's time to pass!" The queen finally walked out of her shock. She walked to the jade carving placed on the table and reached out to caress her husband's face.

"Like! So similar! It's exactly the same as the last years of his life... I don't know how you got this picture, but I have to admit that this gift really touched my heart!"

"Albert has been dead for eight years, and I miss him all the time... But all the photos and paintings around me are like when he was young and heroic..."

"I...I'm almost forgetting what he looked like before his death..." The queen took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes. "Actually, I don't dare to see that scene again. I desperately wanted to forget the imperfect scene in his life!"

"But today I realized that some things cannot be forgotten... This is his life. I can't always keep the best pictures, that would be imperfect!"

"Edward... let go of the head of state, you should look at your father. Will he agree with your fist? He is looking at you, looking at us, and even looking at this empire..."

The Queen's words moved everyone present. Many old nobles had a very good relationship with Prince Albert. Thinking about the scenes of that year, these people's eyes were moist.

Benjamin felt nervous and cursed inwardly, "What's going on? Can this make him pass? Damn, why did the queen's personality change a lot today? For the sake of her husband's death, she refused to forgive her son. Why did she allow Xiao Letian to poke this pain today?"

Xiao Letian glanced at Benjamin and others, and laughed in his heart, "Idiot, it seems that you have never learned psychology. In family relationships, there is a situation called love and killing each other!"

"Many people can forgive outsiders but will not forgive their relatives, especially father and son, mother and son, and there are countless love and killing situations. It is obvious that the queen and the crown prince are like this..."

"The queen refused to forgive Edward and attributed her husband's death to her son. This was actually an escape. She subconsciously knew that her husband had been ill due to overwork for herself, and this was the cause of death!"

"But she refused to admit that she was escaping. She blamed her son. She was cheating. She hoped that she would blame herself less for the rest of her life...that's all!"

"This is the queen's weakness. As long as you break through, you can break through the strongest wall outside this politician!"

"The moment the pustule is picked up will definitely be painful, but what about after the pain is over? It is extremely relaxed. Only then will she be grateful to the person who picked up the pustule!"

"I have to treat the knot in my heart! Isn't this a psychological hidden disease for a woman who wears mourning clothes for her life? I'll bet this, and if I bet right, I can become the queen's friend!"
Chapter completed!