Remarried Empress – Chapter 285. An angry butterfly (1)

Before I go to bed.

After a long spell, the true Soviet Union began to regret bitterly this time. It was considered foolish to buy a painting on a butterfly on impulse.

How many people come in and out to clean the room…No, no, no, no, no, no one would have seen it hanging on the wall.

Digging under the covers, Soviet Union vowed to take that painting back tomorrow.

But the next morning, what Sovishu did was not to take the picture off. He called the court painter first. And when the court painter came, he showed the painting and ordered it.

"Change the direction of the pupil in the picture."

"Which eye are you talking about?…."

The painter asked carefully. There were two characters in the picture, both looking in different directions. The butterfly looked sideways and the Soviet Union looked at Navier. The atmosphere of the painting would change depending on which eye direction it changed.

The artist asked questions, but thought that maybe the Soviet Union would instruct him to change the direction of his eyes.

"Let the butterfly look down at me."

But the Soviet Union's demand was contrary to the artist's expectations.

The artist was taken aback for a moment. Are you serious?

Sobesch's expression was dull. At least it didn't sound like a joke. I'm sure no one is joking about this.

When the artist replied, "I understand," and retired, Soviet Union sat on the bed with a more relaxed mind and watched the painting again.

I, Henry, Grand Duke Kafmen, McKenna, and the officials in charge of this work gathered together to discuss the work on Whitemond. We talked about it for hours head-to-head.

"Have there been any recent disputes? Not from our perspective, but from that point of view."

"No, it wasn't a problem just a week ago."

"What about Ambassador Whitemond? Do you know about this?"

"They're also embarrassed and contacting the Foreign Ministry officials said.

"They say there was no trouble at the top, but that's what we're talking about. Maybe there's a problem and you didn't recognize it, Your Majesty."

There were various opinions, but the conclusion was "I don't know."

McKenna said anxiously.

"The worst is that in White Monde, he might have done this out of discontent with the West's imperial system. If that's the case, uh…It's not that. It's going to be a lot of trouble."

Heinrich nodded and ordered.

"That's true. Marquis Ketron. Ask White Monde what happened in this regard."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Grand Prince Kafmen. Tell your subordinates to keep an eye on the situation because they're staying nearby."

"I will."

After a nearly three-hour meeting, Marquis Ketron hurried away with his aides. Can I trust him? Looking away from the back, Heinri said next to me.

"I don't think he's that stupid."

But I've already done something stupid. You were trying to build up the scandal between Krista and Heinrich.

I mean, there were a lot of people who had seen the secret meetings between Krista and Heinrich, so I'd say it was an adventure-worthy lie, but I'd have calculated and acted.

But he knows more about the Marquis than I do. Not the Marquis of Ketron, but he nodded in faith with Heinrich.

Heinrich looked at me and nodded, and we stared at each other in a sense of comradeship.

But that was also for a while. As soon as I remembered how we broke up at the end of the day, my impression got wrinkled. As soon as I turned my head away, Heinrich quickly grabbed my hand.

At that moment, Prince Kafmen looked at Heinri, and he left as if he were running away, mumbling that he had something urgent business. I don't know what he was thinking, but….

"Queen."

As soon as I went somewhere else, Heinrich called me and clenched my hand again and again. Looking back, he had a pathetic look on his face.

"Are you going to leave me?"

It was a look that made the viewer's heart flutter, but it was after he realized that Heinrich's voice was great. I couldn't tell whether he made it from the bottom of his heart or not. Besides, who made us feel awkward in the first place?

"Isn't it time to work?"

At last, I said it out loud and turned around. It wasn't wrong, so I walked straight to the office. I was in my room earlier, but now that it's like this, I was going to check some more issues.

The top job that's been caught in the Whitemond may not be solved for a long time, so we should consider adding another top….

But before I was completely out of the hall, Heinley came back to me and walked with the beat.

"Queen, are you angry?"

"Not at all."

"You look angry."

"I'm not angry. I don't respond to nonsense."

"I'm angry."

"You're busy, uh, busy? You go to work, too, Heinrich."

Even though he stepped quickly, Heinri came close to him. This is because of the length of the bridge.

Later, he finally stopped, folded his arms and looked to the side. Heinley stopped at once, and said with a very weak look on his face.

"I'm sorry. I was so emotional back then. If I had known you'd hate it this much, I shouldn't have told you."

"…."

"I thought we were getting close, but suddenly I was away… I'm so sorry."

Heinley reached out carefully, held my hand tight and rubbed my thumb against the back of my hand.

I felt sorry when I heard his apology. It was on my side that I tried to force him to spend less time with him.

I was emotional at some sort of body language, but he could also be emotional. Because he said he loved me.

Maybe I was so scared that I didn't want to love him that I made him lonely?

I was heartbroken when I remembered Heinri smiling broadly in front of my parents. I will make him happy. I made up my mind. How did this happen again?

Henry looked at my face and covered my cheek with his hands.

"Queen. Why do you look so sad? Don't do that."

My patheticness doubled than before. He was also said to be mischievous, but he was considered lovely, and the loveable but cute feelings of betrayal soared at the same time.

Heinrich held my right hand with his two hands, thinking that I was still not loosened, and lightly rubbed my cheek against my palm.

"Relax your anger, will you?"

How can I not let go of my anger when I see that face?

In the end, he confessed honestly.

"I'm not angry."

"Really?"

"Just…."

I hesitated and let it out honestly.

"I thought maybe what you said was true."

I just had this thought. I don't want to love him. To struggle and love him, in a way, isn't he really just love his body? He loves Heinrich's body, but his mind feels burdened….

Heinrich had his lips sprouted a few times and smiled lightly. And then I was about to say something.

I heard a small shout saying, 'Not there, Master!' from somewhere.

When I looked at the side where the sound came from, the bushes rustled and a small boy popped out like a whole collapse.

Who?

When I looked down because it was my first time seeing him, Heinley frowned, "Uhh."

"Do you know her?"

When I asked him out of curiosity, he said, "Yes. I've seen her a lot…'…,' he said, snooping his head. I saw it somewhere, but I didn't seem to remember it properly.

On the other hand, the child recognized him at once and shouted.

"Daddy!"

… dad?

As I turned my head to see what he was talking about, Heinrich hurriedly shook his head toward me and shouted as if he had thought of it.

"Oh, this is McKenna's nephew."

"Then your…."

"No, she has nothing to do with me."

Heinri smiled and lifted the child at once as the child ran over, saying, "Daddy!" even though he said flatly.

"How are you, Sally?"

"I'm not Sally."

I didn't seem to remember his name.