"Have you been a queen?"

　　 She looked at the two Windsor, because she had already noticed the abnormality of "Jessica". At this moment, except for the rapid heartbeat, she was not as surprised as the old duke beside her.

　　 "Yes, in a world you don't know."

　　 The voices of Miss Windsor and Miss J overlapped, producing a wonderful sound effect.

　　 "You always think about yourself, but you never think about Jessica's feelings."

　　 Miss J came to the conclusion:

"you are selfish."

　　 "No, I..."

　　 "And you are quite unscrupulous, are you really the same as you think?"

　　 Miss J throws up the question Jessica once lost briefly in it:

　　 "Think about yourself carefully and go deep into your heart. Are you really the kind of person you think?"

　　 The old man took a deep breath:

"I am not perfect, I know this, but at least for you, I am not ashamed of it. Since you don't want to succeed, I let Jenkins succeed, but reserve two years to make final preparations. Jessica , Doesn't this mean that I treat you well?"

　　 "Yes, I understand your feelings for me."

　　 The third voice came, and Jessica walked down from the second floor of the villa.

　　 "This is the Jessica Windsor you know, that is, Jessica Windsor who has never been a queen."

　　 Jenkins introduced.

　　 "Because I understand, I don't want you to do something wrong."

　　 Jessica stood on the stairs overlooking the people in the living room:

　　 "Before Jenkins' patience is really exhausted, I will ask the last question."

　　 Duke Jerrold saw things out of control and wanted to get up, but found that he couldn't move anymore. He couldn't even open his mouth to shout, he could only watch things continue.

　　 "My question is, why don't you want to let Jenkins succeed now?"

　　 "He is pursuing change, and I want to spend two years to preserve my political legacy to the greatest extent."

　　 Queen Isabella was also a little flustered, thinking about the possibility of Jenkins doing it, but when it happened, she was really nervous.

　　 "Then it's my turn, my last question is—"

　　 Miss J asked:

　　 "What exactly does your political legacy mean? All current regulations?"

　　 "No, I just want to make my life not become worthless after I die."

　　 She asked resolutely, the face of the ancestor king appeared vaguely before her eyes, thinking of the last conversation between the two sides. For the first time, there was some doubt in my heart, whether what I was doing at the moment was right. Just like Miss J's question just now, she began to wonder whether she was the kind of person she thought.

　　 "Then finally come to me, my last question—"

　　 Miss Windsor asked one last time, and Jenkins looked at her, no matter what afterwards, he would use the priesthood of lies:

　　 "If Jenkins promises that even if he is king now, you can still get involved in politics in the next two years, you are willing to..."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "It means that Jenkins doesn't care what you want to do. He is confident that the changes he brings are the future of the world. Therefore, you can do anything within two years, but you must give up the throne."

"Time is up."

　　 Jenkins said, he is impatient.

　　 turned to look at Queen Isabella, the eyes of the two touched, and the sudden panic almost suffocated her. He looked at Jessicas beside him like a drowning person, but no one tried to help her.

"I'm......"

　　 Jenkins said.

　　The appearance of the ancestor king reappeared in front of me. All the conversations since this afternoon, the thoughts of my life, and the relationship between myself and Jessica, everything flashed in my mind like a revolving lantern.

　　 "I'm the orthodox heir of Fidi Ktelli..."

　　 The panic reached its extreme at this moment, and the momentary tension made the mind more active. Things that would happen after this were reproduced by hallucinations in her mind over and over again, and the panic made her really breathe.

　　 "No, it can't be like this."

　　 she thought in her heart, and Jenkins' sentence was about to be completed:

　　 "So, you have to do it now..."

　　 "Jessica is right."

　　 She suddenly told herself that, her eyes widened and looked at Jenkins, her mind emptied to prevent her extreme fear from trembling indecently:

　　 "I am definitely not afraid anymore. My path will extend under my feet. The descendants of Middleton are in front of me. I have made a promise to the king."

Chapter 1990 Chapter 1961 His Majesty William

　　 "So, you have to promise now to..."

　　 Jenkins spoke clearly, and the panic that gradually reached the top almost made Queen Isabella speechless.

　　The persistence to the throne and the extension of one's own path are related to one's own ideas, but also related to the stubbornness to power. Ideas can be refuted, and stubbornness can only be defeated by fear. She looked at the three Windsor around her, and looked at Jenkins with an indifferent expression in front of her. Her stubborn persistence was finally shaken by her fear of not admitting it:

　　 "Oh, enough, really enough!"

　　 She suddenly said loudly, interrupting Jenkins.

　　 Keep your eyes on Jenkins:

　　 "If I let you succeed now, can you promise within two years..."

"If you are willing to let me succeed now, two years from today, except for losing the title of king, everything else is the same as now, but you must let Jessica study by your side. To be honest, I am not worried at all. You will do anything in two years. In my opinion, the wheel of history will choose the road. What you insist on, if correct, will naturally be retained. If it is wrong, even if Jessica succeeds, the dross Will be wiped out."

　　 "Are you confident in yourself?"

　　 "No, I am confident about what I remember. So now..."

　　 "I will let Jessica learn everything, and I am willing to let you get in touch with all of Cheng Wang's work by my side, but you must swear..."

　　 "Swear to the sage, within two years, I will only have the title and treatment of the king. You can continue to live in Cold Spring Palace, as long as we arrange suitable rooms for our family."

　　 After succession, it would be great to be able to have someone who is willing to manage the country for themselves, and not even a pound. In particular, the other party's management of this country is actually quite good. Jenkins didn't care what her path was, nor her persistence.

　　 Just like what he said, he firmly believes that the wheel of history will crush everything and make independent choices.

　　 "Your family, take care of me in my old age, and take care of my funeral."

　　 "Even if you don't say, Jessica, I mean Jessica on the stairs would do it. That's a silly girl. You don't believe me, don't you believe her mother?"

　　 "I am not being forced to abdicate..."

　　 "Yes, of course I was not intimidated by me. You have made your own choice with a clear sense of righteousness. Moreover, you still have all the power in the next two years. Is it necessary to worry that I will promote this matter?"

　　 "The last thing, if I were to marry my lover, would you object in the name of the king?"

　　 Jenkins never thought that there would be such a request, so he paused:

　　 "Of course there will be no objection, but after two years, after the transfer of power, and not too many people should know about it, otherwise it will be an international scandal...can we know who it is?"

　　Queen Isabella glanced at Duke Jerrold, the royal butler of the young age, the political helper of the middle age, the most powerful supporter of the old age, and the man who has been with him for the longest time in his life.

　　 Although Duke Jerrold could not speak, he blushed.

　　 became a widow when she was young, how could she spend her life pure and widowed? The freedom of marriage that Jessica said just now is not the regret of her life. Once you accept your abdication in your heart, you can really think about things that you couldn't imagine before.

　　Queen Isabella was inexplicably relieved:

　　 "I will compensate the successors who were killed by my contact with the tree house, try my best to make up for their families, and sincerely repent. Therefore, after this, you are not allowed to mention this matter."

　　 "...In the tenth year after your death, I will make it public."

　　 "Twenty years after my death, I know you will be able to live until then."

　　 "Okay, twenty years. You have to repent sincerely, not on the surface."

　　 "Finally, I am not afraid of you now..."

　　 "Of course I know that, you are quite brave."

　　 Jenkins stood up, Queen Isabella was still sitting, did not go to see Jenkins, but lowered her head to take off the ring in her hand and put it to him:

　　 "Now, okay, let's end this **** thing, you are the king."

Jessica originally arranged a press conference at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. When Jenkins appeared with the golden ring symbolizing the king, Queen Isabella’s face calmly announced the news of the transfer of the throne, and the flash burst at that moment. , Enough to be remembered for many years.

　　 Even though Queen Isabella and Jenkins emphasized it many times, now only the title of the king has been transferred, and the transfer of power will take at least two years. But Isabella only announced Jenkins as the heir at noon, and changed her mind to abdicate in the afternoon, but it is a fact.

　　 People are curious about the reason why the queen changed her mind, but because Jenkins and her have reached an agreement, they both said that this was a conclusion reached after careful consideration, not that they suddenly changed their minds in the afternoon.

　　 Anyway, on this afternoon, the title of "Viscount Williams" officially became a thing of the past, and Jenkins became "His Majesty William." Unless he can make great achievements later, or insist on changing his name, this title will accompany him for a long time.

　　 The press conference only announced this incident, but it still progressed from five o'clock to six o'clock. After that, Jenkins also failed to go home for dinner as agreed, and Fidicteli officially hosted a grand dinner. As the new king, even if he was just a mascot-like king, Jenkins had to attend.

　　He is the protagonist of this dinner. People from all corners of the material world expressed their heartfelt congratulations to him. Jenkins heard more foreign languages ​​and native dialects this evening than in a year combined.

　　 But he had to stand there, because this is what must be done to become a king. Fortunately, he still doesn't have to take over the power, and there is no such burden on him, otherwise it will definitely not be that simple tonight, just listening to greetings is enough.

　　 During the entire banquet, he did not have any contact with anyone from the church. The church did not come to Jenkins in a tacit understanding, but simply sent a representative to congratulate him.

　　 It is the strange girl who usually Jenkins attends banquets and likes to hand him all kinds of weird handkerchiefs or envelopes, but this time she did not show up. After Jenkins boarded the carriage going home at nine o'clock in the evening, he heard that it was Jessica who arranged the person to stop all the young girls trying to approach Jenkins.

　　 "You can't let them waste your time today, I won't do it next time."

　　 Jessica explained that Jenkins shook his head tiredly. He never liked this kind of occasion, let alone being the protagonist.

　　 "I saw your father just now."

　　 He said to Hathaway and Britney again, besides him, there are now these three girls on the carriage. Julia went back with Dolores and Alexia temporarily. It is said that Dolores has something to tell her.

　　 "They were very happy, but they also urged me to hurry up to get married, as if I became a king and would lose my previous vows."

　　 He shared this incident in a funny tone.

　　 "Speaking of which, we haven't congratulated you yet."

　　 Brian covered her mouth with her handkerchief and smiled. She glanced at Hathaway who was also smiling, and the two said one after another:

　　 "Your Majesty, congratulations..."

　　 "It's done, well, don't be kidding. Oh, really..."

　　 He scratched his hair severely:

　　 "Being a king is really more trouble than I thought."

　　 "That's because you spend most of the day wandering around the city."

　　 Jessica said.

　　 "I'm not wandering around, I'm shopping with a purpose. I can see now that I understand, Miss J and Miss Windsor are right, this is indeed a burden, a great burden."

　　 He raised his head and looked at Jessica:

　　 "I will ask the three of you in the future to prepare for the transfer of power next to Queen Isabella, to manage the country, the parliament, and to appease the nobles..."

　　 He also saw the power of becoming a king, but he didn't care about power at all, so the throne is really a burden in his eyes. Power may be sweet, but everyone defines "sweet" differently, at least Jenkins doesn't care about it.

　　 "No problem, then leave it to us. As long as you don't think, we actually take you up."

　　 "Overhead? Oh, okay, please overhead me, I can't ask for it."

　　 Jenkins picked up his cat and put it on his face. Chocolate was very careful not to touch Jenkins's skin with his paws to prevent him from scratching. It pressed its belly against Jenkins' face with a little embarrassment, and seemed to want to come down.

　　 "Then your majesty..."

　　 "Hathaway, if you call me that way, I'm really going to get angry."

　　 "Well then, Jenkins, please put down your royal cat for now, where are we going next?"

　　 "Let’s go to church now, Alexia, Dolores, and Julia. They will meet with us soon. If you feel bored, you can..."

　　 "No, we just go to church with you."

　　 Hathaway shook her head: