Crown Prince Edward's mood was complicated. His father's image was too majestic in his heart, but his father's death was directly related to him.
If he hadn't been dating a starlet, why would his father have taken advantage of the cold rainy night to go to the university to look for him? In that case, his father would not have been sickened by typhoid fever.
Of course, he knew very well that his father's typhoid fever was only an inducement, and that years of high-intensity work and stress were the root cause of his physical collapse.
But his mother never gave him a chance to explain. Instead, he put all the blame on his head. Over the years, Edward wandered around the flowers and became a playboy. Many times he was frustrated and gave up on himself.
He understands the principles, but his heart is not something he can get by just by reasoning.
Until today, when the image of his father appeared three-dimensionally and vividly in front of him again, the crown prince's mood almost collapsed. He suddenly turned around and strode up to Xiao Letian with a twisted and ferocious expression.
"How did you get this picture? Tell me, did you put spies in my UK a long time ago?"
"Tell me! How on earth did you get this picture!"
The crown prince was roaring, and Benjamin, Montauban and others secretly cheered in their hearts, "That's great, Xiao Letian, you are so smart but you are confused for a moment, is this flattery wrong?"
"You said it doesn't matter if you send the jade carving properly, why did you send the scene of the most tiring work before the prince's death? Don't you know that the prince died of illness due to overwork?"
"Hahaha, great, you are hitting the muzzle of the gun yourself!"
All the guests at the scene were embarrassed, especially the members of the British royal family. They knew too well the relationship between the German prince and the queen, and also knew how diligent the prince was in the last years of his life.
The glory of the Victorian era is not just the result of the Queen, her husband actually contributed more.
How could Xiao Letian be stupid enough to touch this taboo? It's so stupid that the Queen has fainted. How do you expect the Crown Prince to be polite to you?
But no one came out to persuade them. The queen and the crown prince were angry, and no one dared to come out to make them unhappy.
"Answer me! Where is your sharp tongue? Answer me...how could 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 hold back his anger.
Everyone thought that it would be difficult for Xiao Letian to pass the test. It was a pity that he ruined a banquet that was meant to be enjoyed by everyone.
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up, "The prince has said too much. This Xiao Letian is the public enemy of Europe, and he is most accustomed to conspiracy! Our Far East was captured by his meticulous work..."
"Prince, you really should check to see if there are any Chinese spies in the royal family..."
"Shut up, Ivan! Did I let you speak? Do you have any right to speak here!" Edward shouted loudly without looking back, spittle flying onto Xiao Letian's face.
Ivan's flattery was also slapped on the horse's leg, causing the crown prince to scold him, his face turned red, his neck shrunk and he did not dare to speak.
Xiao Letian touched the saliva on his face and said with a wry smile, "You are so angry that you probably won't listen to all my explanations. I don't want to explain anymore. I just want to say one thing at this moment..."
"Some things should go away, let him go..."
"You!" Edward went completely crazy, thinking that I have already had an emotional breakdown, and you are still giving me chicken soup for the soul? I'll beat you to death!
Thinking of this, Edward grabbed Xiao Letian's tie and made a fist with his right hand to make a move, but at this moment the queen behind him spoke.
"Stop!" The Queen's flat words were like nails that nailed the Crown Prince's fist into the air, and he did not dare to move.
"Let go of our distinguished guest... Mr. Xiao is right, some things... should be over!" The queen finally came out of the shock. She walked to the jade sculpture 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 of what he looked like when he was young and handsome..."
"I...I almost forgot the way he looked before he died..." The Queen took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes. "Actually, I don't dare to see that scene again. I desperately want to remember the last imperfect scene of his life." Forget about it!"
"But I realized today that some things cannot be forgotten... This is his life. I can't keep the best pictures forever. That would be imperfect!"
"Edward... let go of the Führer. You should look at your father. Will he approve of your fists? He is looking at you, us, and this empire..."
The queen's words moved everyone present. Many old nobles had a very good relationship with Prince Albert. Thinking about the scenes back then, these people's eyes became wet.
Benjamin's heart tightened and he cursed secretly, "What's going on? Does this allow him to pass? Damn it, why did the Queen change her personality so much today? She refused to forgive her son for her husband's death, so why did she allow Xiao Letian today? Did you poke this sore spot?"
Xiao Letian glanced at Benjamin and others, and smiled secretly in his heart, "Idiot, it seems you have never studied psychology. In family relationships, there is a situation called falling in love and killing each other!"
"Many people can forgive outsiders but not their relatives, especially the cases where fathers and sons, mothers and sons love and kill each other. Obviously the queen and the crown prince fall into this category..."
"The queen refused to forgive Edward and attributed her husband's death to her son. This was actually a kind of escape. She subconsciously knew that her husband became ill because of overwork for her own sake. This was the cause of his death!"
"But she refused to admit it. She was evading. She put the blame on her son. She was cheating. She hopes she can 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 opened must be painful, but what about after the labor pain is over? It will be extremely relaxing. Only then will she be grateful to the person who opened the pustule!"
"The knot in your heart needs strong medicine! A woman who wears mourning clothes all her life for her husband, isn't this a hidden psychological disease? I'll bet on this. If the bet is right, I can become the Queen's friend!"
"Damn it, if the bet is wrong, I will have to run away..."
