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Chapter 673 Gretel: Can I go a few months later?
Chapter 673 Gretel: Can I go a few months later?
Queen Anne flinched subconsciously.
From the age of three to 16, she grew up in the temple and was raised by the priests.Although the Great Temple gave her the courtesy of a princess, although nobles often came to visit her——
However, the obedience to the head priest, and even the awe, are still engraved in her bones since she was a child, and the imprint is deep.
- I am the queen.
is the ruler of this country.
He is a descendant of the goddess of spring water, and a monarch who has been blessed by the gods!
Thinking of this, Queen Anne tried to cheer herself up, straightened her back, and raised her chin high.She smiled slightly, looked directly at the head priest, and tried to be both majestic and kind:
"Your Excellency the Priest, I did not reject the help of the Temple of Spring Water at any time. I believed in the Goddess of Spring Water since I was a child, and I was taught by the Temple. I have always admired the servants of the Goddess."
Having said that, he paused slightly.Since ascension to the throne, the ministers and the royal teachers have kept echoing in their ears:
You are the queen, you are the supreme ruler in name, but this does not mean that you have the highest power.
Temples, magic councils, warriors, nobles.In this world where great powers belong to one body, you must work hard to coordinate among these forces——
The queen's eyes shifted from the priest to Aunt Mary, who had been taking care of her, and her eyes flickered.His eyes were soft, silently, with a little sad prayer.
"Nurse," she said softly, "I am willing to rely on you wholeheartedly. However, my mother died of dystocia—"
She twisted her slender and white hands like elderflowers, and there was water in her blue eyes:
"I just hope that, just in case, when the magic can't do anything, there are still people who can save my life. Isn't that all right?"
You're a young girl, and you're only a first-class priest.In the face of the strong, it is sometimes not harmful to show weakness appropriately - the court teachers taught her this way.
Sure enough, Mammy Mary was taken aback for a moment, her whole body lowered, and she shook her head at the head priest.
The head priest tightly closed his eyes, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.He opened his eyes, sighed sadly, and bowed to the queen:
"Your Majesty, for many years, the temple has served you, protected you, and done its best. Just because of a few papers, because of a rumor from thousands of miles away, have you lost trust in the ability and loyalty of the temple?"
Queen Anne choked slightly.Such words must not be said, admitting that one does not believe in the divine arts of the Great Temple, and wanting to hire someone else, is equivalent to breaking with the Temple and the noble group that is deeply entangled with the Temple——
Even if there are many other forces in the kingdom, it is a loss she cannot bear now to fight against the Temple of Spring Water.
All she could do was smile, try to smile, and try to reassure him.Fortunately, the queen came prepared and did not fight alone. Behind her, the lady in bed, Countess Bradley, stepped forward and said softly:
"Her Majesty does not reject the appearance of the temple, she just hopes that, when it is absolutely necessary, there will be an extra layer of protection. As for the tradition—"
Her voice suddenly became high-pitched:
"Is the dignity of the queen and the tradition of the royal family even higher than the safety of the queen herself and her heir, as well as the peace of the kingdom?"
This is almost a harsh rebuke.The high priest's face froze, his thick eyebrows raised.Seeing the tense scene, Sister Mary took a step forward and slightly bent her knees:
"Your Majesty, your concern makes us very panic. We are also very saddened by the death of the first queen, and we understand your concern about your first pregnancy. Regarding your wish, what I want to say is that the temple has noticed the emergence of new technologies, They have also sent people to study—"
Sister Mary haggled and haggled with the ladies-in-charge.In the end, it was decided that the Temple of Spring Water would send someone to learn the cesarean section technique. If the technique could be thoroughly mastered, the queen agreed that the female priests of the Temple of Spring Water would be responsible for her childbirth care throughout the process.
Of course, one of the prerequisites for thorough mastery is that the person sent to study must be approved by the Oak Grove Medical Center; the second prerequisite is that this new technology must be approved by the Queen.
Moreover, the Nordmark mage also wanted to invite him over.It's just that, unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't ask him to come in and help directly.
After pacifying the Temple of Spring Water, the queen had to fully exchange views with many royal families, other important nobles, and royal advisors one by one.Some agreed, some opposed, and some were noncommittal, but generally advised the Queen to proceed with caution.
The most fierce opposition was the queen's husband, Prince Anthony.The red-haired man paced back and forth on the carpet in front of the queen, his hair stood up one by one, as if he was about to burn anytime and anywhere, his cheeks were tense, and the veins on his fists burst out one by one.
"What's the matter, George?" Queen Anne asked him softly:
"Are you against this too? Don't you want me to give birth to our child safely and return to you smoothly?"
"I'm sorry, Anne." Prince Anthony, or rather, the youngest son of the Duke of York and the great-grandson of Queen Anne's great-grandmother, stopped and turned around.He walked slowly to the queen, knelt down on one knee, and put his cheek on his wife's belly:
"I'm just... I'm sorry, dear, please forgive a man's narrowness and jealousy, I just... I can't bear the thought of your body being touched by another man... I know it's For your safety, I will restrain myself..."
The Queen smiled and stroked his hair.One by one, press down, let them pop up, and press down again with your fingers.Her voice was soft and soft, almost dripping water:
"Honey, it's just because you love me too much. I'm sorry, I don't want to be touched by others, but as a monarch, I must take up my duties-and now, the overriding duty is to live... ..."
The husband and wife cuddled together, whispering.Thousands of miles away, the queen's request, or request, was conveyed to the parliament by the head of the Royal Mages, Archmage Seymour, and then to Gretel.
"Let me deliver the queen?"
When Gretel received the news, he had just finished an operation, and his surgical gown and hands were covered with blood.While throwing cleaning spells on himself, he reflexively asked Aurora who came to deliver the letter:
"What did the teacher say?"
"What the Lord of Thunder means is that you can decide for yourself." Of course, Aurora came here only after inquiring, and the members of the Magic Council didn't dare not consult the legendary mage first.Then, the opinion of the Lord of Thunder is:
"Whatever he likes to do. He can go to the capital to see and see, or stay in Nevis. Anyway, it's the same for him."
"Is that so..." Gretel pondered. "What did the council say?"
Generally speaking, the meaning of the judging committee is that they hope that Gretel will make this trip because of the good relationship between the parliament and the royal family, but they don't force it.No one can force a legendary disciple if he doesn't want to go.
"Hmm..." Gretel thought about it, and looked at his medical center again.
The news I knew before is that the Queen is about five months pregnant, that is to say, the fastest and the fastest, and there will be two more months to give birth.And in two months, he can do a lot more operations and accumulate a lot of experience, which is much more convenient than those who are unfamiliar with the place in the capital...
"Can I go two months late?"
****
Ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for book review, ask for various...
It's February 2th, and there are only 20 monthly tickets. Seeing that it is far from 550 tickets, I am anxious...
They only want [-] tickets, so I can get enough tickets to draw a prize, meow!
(End of this chapter)
Queen Anne flinched subconsciously.
From the age of three to 16, she grew up in the temple and was raised by the priests.Although the Great Temple gave her the courtesy of a princess, although nobles often came to visit her——
However, the obedience to the head priest, and even the awe, are still engraved in her bones since she was a child, and the imprint is deep.
- I am the queen.
is the ruler of this country.
He is a descendant of the goddess of spring water, and a monarch who has been blessed by the gods!
Thinking of this, Queen Anne tried to cheer herself up, straightened her back, and raised her chin high.She smiled slightly, looked directly at the head priest, and tried to be both majestic and kind:
"Your Excellency the Priest, I did not reject the help of the Temple of Spring Water at any time. I believed in the Goddess of Spring Water since I was a child, and I was taught by the Temple. I have always admired the servants of the Goddess."
Having said that, he paused slightly.Since ascension to the throne, the ministers and the royal teachers have kept echoing in their ears:
You are the queen, you are the supreme ruler in name, but this does not mean that you have the highest power.
Temples, magic councils, warriors, nobles.In this world where great powers belong to one body, you must work hard to coordinate among these forces——
The queen's eyes shifted from the priest to Aunt Mary, who had been taking care of her, and her eyes flickered.His eyes were soft, silently, with a little sad prayer.
"Nurse," she said softly, "I am willing to rely on you wholeheartedly. However, my mother died of dystocia—"
She twisted her slender and white hands like elderflowers, and there was water in her blue eyes:
"I just hope that, just in case, when the magic can't do anything, there are still people who can save my life. Isn't that all right?"
You're a young girl, and you're only a first-class priest.In the face of the strong, it is sometimes not harmful to show weakness appropriately - the court teachers taught her this way.
Sure enough, Mammy Mary was taken aback for a moment, her whole body lowered, and she shook her head at the head priest.
The head priest tightly closed his eyes, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.He opened his eyes, sighed sadly, and bowed to the queen:
"Your Majesty, for many years, the temple has served you, protected you, and done its best. Just because of a few papers, because of a rumor from thousands of miles away, have you lost trust in the ability and loyalty of the temple?"
Queen Anne choked slightly.Such words must not be said, admitting that one does not believe in the divine arts of the Great Temple, and wanting to hire someone else, is equivalent to breaking with the Temple and the noble group that is deeply entangled with the Temple——
Even if there are many other forces in the kingdom, it is a loss she cannot bear now to fight against the Temple of Spring Water.
All she could do was smile, try to smile, and try to reassure him.Fortunately, the queen came prepared and did not fight alone. Behind her, the lady in bed, Countess Bradley, stepped forward and said softly:
"Her Majesty does not reject the appearance of the temple, she just hopes that, when it is absolutely necessary, there will be an extra layer of protection. As for the tradition—"
Her voice suddenly became high-pitched:
"Is the dignity of the queen and the tradition of the royal family even higher than the safety of the queen herself and her heir, as well as the peace of the kingdom?"
This is almost a harsh rebuke.The high priest's face froze, his thick eyebrows raised.Seeing the tense scene, Sister Mary took a step forward and slightly bent her knees:
"Your Majesty, your concern makes us very panic. We are also very saddened by the death of the first queen, and we understand your concern about your first pregnancy. Regarding your wish, what I want to say is that the temple has noticed the emergence of new technologies, They have also sent people to study—"
Sister Mary haggled and haggled with the ladies-in-charge.In the end, it was decided that the Temple of Spring Water would send someone to learn the cesarean section technique. If the technique could be thoroughly mastered, the queen agreed that the female priests of the Temple of Spring Water would be responsible for her childbirth care throughout the process.
Of course, one of the prerequisites for thorough mastery is that the person sent to study must be approved by the Oak Grove Medical Center; the second prerequisite is that this new technology must be approved by the Queen.
Moreover, the Nordmark mage also wanted to invite him over.It's just that, unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't ask him to come in and help directly.
After pacifying the Temple of Spring Water, the queen had to fully exchange views with many royal families, other important nobles, and royal advisors one by one.Some agreed, some opposed, and some were noncommittal, but generally advised the Queen to proceed with caution.
The most fierce opposition was the queen's husband, Prince Anthony.The red-haired man paced back and forth on the carpet in front of the queen, his hair stood up one by one, as if he was about to burn anytime and anywhere, his cheeks were tense, and the veins on his fists burst out one by one.
"What's the matter, George?" Queen Anne asked him softly:
"Are you against this too? Don't you want me to give birth to our child safely and return to you smoothly?"
"I'm sorry, Anne." Prince Anthony, or rather, the youngest son of the Duke of York and the great-grandson of Queen Anne's great-grandmother, stopped and turned around.He walked slowly to the queen, knelt down on one knee, and put his cheek on his wife's belly:
"I'm just... I'm sorry, dear, please forgive a man's narrowness and jealousy, I just... I can't bear the thought of your body being touched by another man... I know it's For your safety, I will restrain myself..."
The Queen smiled and stroked his hair.One by one, press down, let them pop up, and press down again with your fingers.Her voice was soft and soft, almost dripping water:
"Honey, it's just because you love me too much. I'm sorry, I don't want to be touched by others, but as a monarch, I must take up my duties-and now, the overriding duty is to live... ..."
The husband and wife cuddled together, whispering.Thousands of miles away, the queen's request, or request, was conveyed to the parliament by the head of the Royal Mages, Archmage Seymour, and then to Gretel.
"Let me deliver the queen?"
When Gretel received the news, he had just finished an operation, and his surgical gown and hands were covered with blood.While throwing cleaning spells on himself, he reflexively asked Aurora who came to deliver the letter:
"What did the teacher say?"
"What the Lord of Thunder means is that you can decide for yourself." Of course, Aurora came here only after inquiring, and the members of the Magic Council didn't dare not consult the legendary mage first.Then, the opinion of the Lord of Thunder is:
"Whatever he likes to do. He can go to the capital to see and see, or stay in Nevis. Anyway, it's the same for him."
"Is that so..." Gretel pondered. "What did the council say?"
Generally speaking, the meaning of the judging committee is that they hope that Gretel will make this trip because of the good relationship between the parliament and the royal family, but they don't force it.No one can force a legendary disciple if he doesn't want to go.
"Hmm..." Gretel thought about it, and looked at his medical center again.
The news I knew before is that the Queen is about five months pregnant, that is to say, the fastest and the fastest, and there will be two more months to give birth.And in two months, he can do a lot more operations and accumulate a lot of experience, which is much more convenient than those who are unfamiliar with the place in the capital...
"Can I go two months late?"
****
Ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for book review, ask for various...
It's February 2th, and there are only 20 monthly tickets. Seeing that it is far from 550 tickets, I am anxious...
They only want [-] tickets, so I can get enough tickets to draw a prize, meow!
(End of this chapter)
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