empty crown

Poor woman, there was no anger in his eyes, only deep pity.

"Why do you still look at me like this! Why do you still look at me like this!!" Catherine leaned over frantically and kissed Henry's pale lips for the first time. Henry frowned, but had no strength to resist.

"I love you! I love you so madly! I would do anything for you! If you want to change your mind, I can kill this kid right away! Don't let anyone know! I can kill Ben right away too ..." Catherine trembled nervously: "Hal, Hal... shall we start over?"

"... child... I won't tell anyone..." Henry opened his mouth with difficulty: "I am willing to be his father in name... let him inherit the throne as compensation for you..."

Catherine was stunned...

She didn't expect that Henry... In Henry's eyes, she was... so humble that she didn't even have the right to make him angry...

Your wife slept with another man, and you gave birth to a child, and you are willing to be his father... How much do you care about me, so you can agree to this condition... Even if you have the slightest bit of my status in your heart , you will definitely not agree to such outrageous things...but you said it so easily...

"Hahahaha..." Catherine cried, but a stern laugh came from the corner of her mouth. She covered her cheeks and said sharply, "Henry, I will make you regret it! I will make you regret it!!"

After saying that, Catherine opened the door and ran out with the baby in her arms.

Henry lay on the bed and closed his eyes wearily.

Death

"Did you tell His Majesty Henry...?" Ben had been standing outside the door, and could vaguely hear the voice of the bedroom. He watched Catherine rushing out with the child in her arms, and hurried forward to ask in a low voice.

"Go away!" Catherine angrily pushed Ben away.

Ben staggered from being pushed, but still caught up with Catherine: "Catherine...don't do this..."

"You have committed more than this, how dare you call my name! How dare you!" Catherine cried and slapped Ben hard.

Ben was beaten to the side of his face, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Your Highness."

After Henry left, Ben respected this beautiful princess Catherine who was like a goddess, and accompanied Catherine respectfully and cautiously. He liked Catherine very much. He had never seen such a beautiful woman with outstanding temperament, but He also understands that this perfect woman is the woman standing beside his most respected Majesty Henry. Compared with His Majesty, the distance between him and His Majesty is like the sun and the earth. He dare not expect Catherine to have any feelings for him, he only asks It was enough to be by Catherine's side.

Until that wrong night, when I did something wrong, Catherine didn't blame herself, but gave birth to the child. From then on, Ben obeyed Catherine's words even more, but never dared to go beyond the slightest. He felt that he had defiled Catherine. The concubine also defiled Her Majesty Henry... Ben was so guilty that he almost committed suicide. If Catherine hadn't stopped him, Ben would have killed himself with a sword.

I wanted to wait until His Majesty Henry came back, and Ben would take care of this great crime alone, but what he didn't expect was that His Majesty was seriously ill. Ben felt anxious on the one hand, but he was relieved on the other... He was afraid that His Majesty would see everything after he knew everything. The look in my eyes... I'm also afraid of the way Catherine looks at me...

Just like now, crazy, resentful, with disdainful and disgusting eyes...

Ben slowly knelt down at the door of Henry's bedroom, crouched on the door of Henry's bedroom, and gently kissed the corner of the door with his lips: "I'm sorry Your Majesty... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for you... I'm sorry for the trust you gave me... ...I am willing to exchange my life for your life... Even if my humble life cannot match your brilliance, but I am willing to do anything, as long as you can get better..."

At night, Catherine pushed open the door of Henry's bedroom with a bowl of thick soup.

She put the thick soup on the table next to her and sat in front of Henry. She gently woke Henry up, and carefully helped him up.

"Hal, I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said those things to you this morning..." Catherine lowered her head and whispered.

Henry shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

"The doctor said that you are very weak now...so I made thick soup for you...God, please let my husband get well soon, I am willing to serve you as your devout believer forever..." Catherine held her chest He turned a cross in front of him, clasped his hands and prayed gently.

Henry reached out and stroked Catherine's hair with difficulty.

Catherine turned around and picked up the bowl of thick soup, tears rolling down her cheeks: "Hurry up and drink it while it's hot, come on, let me feed you... I made this with my own hands, I don't know if it suits your taste... say Wake up, this is the first time I cook something for you... I haven't done it before, this is what the maid taught me... I'm stupid, I don't learn fast... I hope it won't taste bad."

Henry smiled softly, watched Catherine carefully blow the cold soup for himself, and opened his mouth to drink it.

Catherine looked at Henry with tenderness in her eyes. This was the first time that the two of them cuddled together like a real couple, and the wife fed the things she had made to her husband bit by bit.

Catherine watched Henry drink up the thick soup she made by herself in one gulp. She put the empty bowl back on the table, then walked up to Henry, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, letting him rest his head comfortably on her chest Before, Henry didn't resist, and closed his eyes and lay down in Catherine's arms.

Catherine's tears kept streaming down, she stroked her husband's handsome eyebrows, whispered over and over again: "Hal, I love you...Hal...I love you...I fell in love with you the first time I saw you I miss you... your eyes are so beautiful, even with a murderous look, they are still so beautiful that people want to fall to the ground...Hal, even if you have other women in your heart, I love you...I will not lessen my love Your love at all...I love you, but I'm so jealous that others can get you...But it doesn't matter, now you will always be mine..."

Catherine looked at Henry's frowning, and the black blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth, she gently wiped off the froth from the corner of Henry's mouth: "I love you so much...you are mine forever now...regardless of your heart On whom, and now watching you leave this world, the person who accompanied you to leave this world is me...it's me, Catherine."

Following Catherine's words, Henry's breathing slowly stopped. Catherine hugged her husband tightly, feeling the warm body slowly cooling down until he lost all warmth...

Catherine threw the bowl of thick soup mixed with deadly poison from the castle into the cliff, arranged her husband's clothes, put his hands together on his chest, and kissed his cold lips At the corner, Catherine walked out of the door slowly, whispered to Ben who was kneeling at the door, and announced softly: "Henry V of the British Empire, brilliant and mighty, a soldier and horse all his life, with outstanding military exploits, may the Lord forgive all his sins, regardless of Be it what he saw, heard, smelled, tasted, said, touched, or did, God has opened his arms for him, leading to the paradise of bliss on the road covered with flowers... Amen."

Ben knelt on the ground trembling slightly, tears streaming down his cheeks and wet the ground.

Catherine looked at Ben who was lying on the ground, and said in a low voice, "You are His Majesty's most beloved guard in your life. You once swore to live for Your Majesty and die for Your Majesty. On the road to heaven, Follow all the way." After Catherine finished speaking lightly, she lifted her feet and floated away.

Ben stood up, wiped away the tears from his face, and told the archbishop the news of Henry's death. Then, under his leadership, he moved Henry's body from the bedroom to the center of the hall.

After the princes finished their farewell ceremonies, Ben knelt down at Henry's feet. He smoothed out the wrinkles on Henry's clothes carefully, just like he would do every day. The hair was tucked behind his ears, and then he bowed deeply to Henry's body in the most solemn way, holding the England flag covering Henry's body with both hands, leaning over and kissing it.

After Ben finished all this, he stood up and took one last look at Henry, he