The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

The Mall is the main avenue leading to Buckingham Palace. The long, tree-lined avenue is entirely paved with red asphalt, and from a distance it looks like a luxurious red carpet.

The avenue is lined with many beautiful trees, most of which belong to St. James's Park. The lush greenery exudes a royal solemnity and elegance.

Tang Tang glanced out the window unintentionally and could see the tall white statues by the roadside, as well as the simple yet smoothly curved streetlights.

This red welcoming avenue is very long, with the straightest section leading directly to Buckingham Palace. As the vehicle moved forward, Tang Tang gradually saw Buckingham Palace standing quietly at the end of her vision, and the British flag fluttering in the wind on the outermost edge.

The deep blue Union Jack fluttered in the wind against the blue sky and white clouds. Tang Tang looked into the distance and saw pigeons and seagulls flapping their wings and flying across the sky behind the flag.

Closer and closer, the driver slowly slowed down, and the exterior of Buckingham Palace, resembling white chocolate or pale honey, came into Tang Tang's view. The weather was perfectly clear today; under the sunlight, even the majestic palace seemed to have gained a warm glow.

This was a completely different feeling from going to the United Nations building. Looking at the gleaming golden Queen Victoria Memorial in front of Buckingham Palace, Tang Tang finally understood the admiration many Westerners held for royalty and nobility.

Throughout China's more than 5,000 years of civilization, there have been many dynasties and emperors. Although China has suffered near-annihilation blows, it has ultimately come to be where it is today.

China has a long and rich history, and its culture has never been invaded or lost.

But the West is not like that. Just like Europe, which has nurtured countless humanistic cultural, artistic, philosophical and other human treasures... the Americas, or more of the Americas, are more like a barbaric land, or a newly emerging classless floating duckweed.

The American group is a young and ambitious bunch, but people are always envious of what they don't have. Just like now, they have countless riches, so they start to crave cultural heritage, family traditions...

Even though the glory days of England have faded, Queen Elizabeth is like the last glimmer of light for England. As long as she is alive, it is as if the illusions of the entire Western world have not yet been shattered.

That era, conquered by machinery, kinetic energy, electricity, internal combustion engines, and countless maritime powers, seems like a distant dream, still lingering in the hearts of countless Westerners like a white moonlight.

Just like this gilded memorial statue of Queen Victoria, it has always stood in the center of Buckingham Palace Square.

Tang Tang slowly withdrew her gaze, and for some reason, she suddenly felt calm.

She wondered if, in the future, her statue would also stand in the center of the Republic of Telos.

That sounds really appealing.

The vehicle slowly drove past the gate without any obstruction. Only then did Tang Tang realize that the car they were in was one of Queen Elizabeth's official vehicles.

Buckingham Palace, which had only ever appeared online, was finally presented to Tang Tang in its entirety, allowing her to transform it from a concept into reality.

Not far away stood royal guards standing ramrod straight, dressed in uniform guard attire, top bearskin hats, and red dress uniforms.

There were still vehicles on the main avenue outside, but once inside Buckingham Palace, everything seemed to suddenly become quiet.

There were no vehicles driving along the roadside, only rows of red Royal Guards standing, and occasionally the flags of the British Quarter fluttering.

Compared to the youthful, free, and diverse atmosphere of the United Nations building, Buckingham Palace at this moment is filled with a more solemn and ceremonial feel.

Soon, the car gradually drove towards the half-open side door, and two women dressed in black maid dresses stepped forward and respectfully opened the car door for everyone.

Good morning, Ms. Ella.

The two maids were younger, around thirty years old. They looked at Tang Tang and her companions and bowed slightly with elegant postures. "Miss Newman, Miss Kensington, Miss Kingsley, welcome to Buckingham Palace."

The two men solemnly accepted the gifts that the driver and guards had taken from the car. Duchess Ella smiled slightly at the three of them and said, "Honorable guests, please follow me."

The group walked inside, with Duchess Ella leading the way, followed by Tang Tang and her two companions. Behind them were two maids carrying items, a driver, and a guard.

Stepping through that door and into the long corridor of Buckingham Palace, even the air seemed to quiet down. Unlike the slightly chilly temperature outside, everything in the corridor felt pleasantly comfortable once you entered.

The temperature rose quietly, the humidity was just right, and a unique scent floated in the air, like the sawdust of a century-old oak, or a mixture of flowers and oil paintings, or the smell of sunshine and silk—in short, it was an ancient and quiet scent.

Beneath her feet were marble floors with intricate patterns. Tang Tang glanced around and could see the rose pattern on the marble floor.

The corridor was wide and long enough that seven or eight people could walk side by side without any problem. However, the maids and guards walked quietly behind Tang Tang and the others, without behaving impolitely.

The entire corridor has an extremely high dome, a triangular dome that is several meters high, and is decorated with countless angel reliefs. The walls are covered with murals, which are beautiful under the illumination of crystal chandeliers.

Lady Ella was chosen to be the princess's tutor, so her demeanor was naturally exceptional. She stood straight, and her steps were perfectly controlled. As everyone walked through the corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoed in silence.

Tang Tang was equally poised and elegant; compared to the slightly nervous Caroline and Isabella, Tang Tang was even more relaxed.

After all, she had even seen the evil god, and the mental impact of the white temple and Nyarlathotep in her dream was much greater than the mental pressure Buckingham Palace was giving her at this moment.

Hanging on the walls of the long corridor ahead are huge oil portraits of monarchs from various dynasties. Each painting hangs quietly and solemnly on the walls, including many famous monarchs in history.

Each monarch in the story is different, and even the well-informed Caroline and Isabella couldn't help but show a bit of youthful impulsiveness and cuteness at this moment—the two of them were cautiously looking at the oil paintings on the wall.

Tang Tang watched along with them. Since entering Buckingham Palace, Tang Tang had been quietly watching and experiencing.

At this moment, the monarchs depicted on the walls seem to be quietly gazing at everyone in the corridor.

Tang Tang's heart calmed down without her realizing it, but the force of her heartbeat grew stronger.

Queen.

Tang Tang felt that she seemed to have truly understood the meaning of this title at a certain moment.