Chapter 1100 The Saint on the Altar!

The thief's heart is not dead?

Tang Huan smiled. This evaluation was very consistent with the old ghost's style.

Although he only met once, Tang Guozhu's jumping temperament had already been frozen in Tang Huan's heart.

Tang Huan drank the last glass of wine and did not comment on the matter.

The only thing Tang Huan had to do in this battle of imperial power was to ensure that Her Majesty the Queen was safe. As for the others, including the battle between Her Majesty the Queen and Prince Hall. Tang Huan would focus on it, but the reasons and contradictions were not within Tang Huan's consideration.

It's like watching the fun. What's the reason for his quarrel? Just watch it?

After drinking and eating, Her Majesty the Queen invited Tang Huan to take a walk in the back garden. It was also considered a food sucking.

After all, Tang Huan has temporarily settled in the palace, so he has no reason to go home early. He can only follow Her Majesty the Queen and enjoy the spring scenery of the back garden.

When passing by a flower bush, a bright moon quietly hangs in the sky.

The moon is particularly round, as if within reach. It is low and short. It is matched with the wonderful spring scenery of the back garden and the angel-like face of Elizabeth III. Such a beautiful scenery should be white.

Tang welcomed the fragrance of flowers and lit a cigarette, and suddenly recited a poem: "Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of pear blossoms bloomed..."

"Good poem." Her Majesty the Queen smiled.

"I'm so ugly." Tang Huan said with a smile. "I can't help but write a poem for your Majesty."

"Is it original by Mr. Tang?" Her Majesty the Queen was quite happy.

"Of course." Tang Huan shrugged and said calmly. "Maybe in the eyes of Your Majesty, I am just a vulgar person. But in fact, my cultural foundation is still very high."

"I can see it." Her Majesty the Queen nodded with a smile.

This poem is indeed beautiful.

But is it really original by Tang Huan?

Her Majesty the Queen doesn't believe it.

Among the information collected by His Majesty, Tang Huan was very good in all aspects. His cultural level was a bit low - to put it bluntly, he had never received any higher education.

Not to mention improvisational poetry—

It would be hard for him to recite two complete poems.

That should be a poem that is well-known in China, right?

Her Majesty the Queen wore a white dress, exuding a noble and elegant temperament. She looked so beautiful.

The frown and smile are like poetry and paintings, which are particularly touching.

Tang Huan abandoned concentration and silently recited the mantra of clearing the mind.

Beauty, everyone is willing to appreciate it.

But Tang Huan really didn't want to see more beauty like Her Majesty the Queen.

Even if Her Majesty the Queen is a beautiful rose, it is definitely a poisonous rose.

If you touch it, you will die of poison.

The walk was not long. Her Majesty the Queen was tired of walking, so she turned to Tang Huan and said, "Mr. Tang. I have prepared a piece of materials for you. You can study it carefully in the near future. Maybe it won't take long before I will send you there."

"Send it here?" Tang Huan wondered. "Where will your Majesty send me?"

Her Majesty the Queen said mysteriously: "When Mr. Tang has studied the materials, he will naturally know where to go."

Tang Huan had an answer in his heart. He asked casually, just pretending to be garlic.

Where to go?

It must be the holy island mentioned earlier.

A place where the British royal family worships ancestors.

At that time, not only Elizabeth will be present, but Prince Hall will also arrive as promised.

Moreover, the Holy Island is not in London. It is an isolated island in a vast ocean.

Just like in ancient China, every dynasty had a holy land similar to the dragon vein. The British royal family also had it.

Worshiping ancestors is an iron rule that has lasted for hundreds of years.

It is the responsibility and obligation of every descendant of the royal family.

After learning about this, Tang Huan had already done a comprehensive study and had a very detailed understanding of the Holy Island.

That can be said to be a place with an extremely mysterious feeling.

No useful information was found on the Internet. Feiying and even the West Chamber did not have too detailed information. Tang Huan's so-called all-round research is limited to the gossip. As for the inside story, he must land on the island before further research.

It seems that the ancestor worship ceremony in a month will become an important opportunity for this battle for imperial power.

Maybe Tang Huan doesn't have to wait for two months, and this undercurrent fight will be completely kicked off and the final showdown will begin.

Say good night to Her Majesty the Queen.

Tang Huan quietly returned to the room.

He first chatted with Sister Liu for a while as promised, and then called Aunt Qin's family.

I just talk about family matters with Sister Liu. I mostly talk about serious matters with my aunt of the Qin family.

Tang Huan will hide something from Sister Liu, especially topics that may cause Sister Liu to worry. Tang Huan avoids talking as much as possible.

When it comes to communicating with the Qin aunt, Tang Huan was unreserved and said nothing.

This is also Tang Huan's attitude, including that live TV broadcast - Tang Huan consulted the Qin aunt in advance, but was eventually KOed.

"I heard you say that. Holy Island worshiping ancestors is very likely to become the biggest turning point." The Qin aunt analyzed patiently. "Even--"

After a brief pause, the Qin aunt said intriguingly: "It will be the final showdown in this battle for imperial power."

And what are the consequences of the showdown?

It is one side that defeats the other side.

Or - one party kills the other party?

Judging from the assassination performed by Bai Yan, the open and secret struggle between the brother and sister has long risen to fighting each other.

Life and death have long been put on the table as bargaining chips.

Tang Huan nodded and deeply agreed.

"I think so too."

"Then you promise Elizabeth to ensure her safety." The Qin aunt frowned slightly. "That means that you are very likely to face Prince Hall head-on."

Tang Huan smiled bitterly and said, "Who said no? This is annoying."

"With your ability, it's not difficult to get out." The Qin aunt hinted.

She was encouraging Tang Huan to escape in the battle.

Anyway, Bai Yan has returned to China safely. He has also achieved his desired goal.

Now, sneaking away is a perfect merit...

Tang Huan said in surprise: "You want me to run away?"

The Qin aunt kept silent.

She is only responsible for giving hints and will not help Tang Huan make decisions.

"Not suitable." Tang Huan shook his head.

"Is it because Elizabeth is a great beauty?" the Qin aunt asked in a light tone.

Tang Huan was stunned for a moment and said helplessly: "Although I admire the beauty, Elizabeth - it's too profound and unfathomable. I just want to stay away from her, not get close to her."

The Qin aunt just said casually.

After experiencing the last twists and turns, the Qin aunt no longer cares about Tang Huan’s personal emotions.

In fact, she has never taken the initiative to participate.

It was only that time that she was offended.

"Respond to changes with the unchanging situation." The aunt of the Qin family said meaningfully. "If you can, you can avoid it. You won't get any advantage in this battle."

"Yes." Tang Huan nodded. "I will take good care of myself and try my best to get the benefits."

"I really can't get any benefits. I'll sleep with this National Goddess of the Commonwealth."

The Qin aunt said decisively: "This kind of saint placed on the altar is used to push it down."

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Chapter completed!