Remarried Empress – Chapter 290. The necklace of Eveli. (2)

A few days ago, when the White Monde case was announced. On that day, only those involved gathered to hold a meeting and conclude.

But today, when the meeting was officially held, everyone who was not involved gathered to discuss it.

Of course, even if they're not related, they're all from the West, so if things go bad with White Monde, they'll get involved somehow.

Maybe that's why. Throughout the meeting, people were excited and argued various opinions.

"Even if this is going well, we don't know when we're going to hit the back of the head again at White Monde. You have to do it before you're attacked!"

"Why do we have to create a rift? Let's watch the situation for now."

"What if we take a backseat after everything happens? What are the sins of our people who have been sacrificed in the meantime?"

"And what else is wrong with the innocent people of Whitemond if they go to war when things don't even happen?"

"If either the people of the West or the people of the White Monde have to sacrifice, then of course they should be the people of the White Monde. We're from the Western Empire!"

"This isn't just a matter for White Monde. It's a fight between a nation that disapproves of our title and our country that needs to be established as an empire!"

"It's time to show your status and power as an empire. We have to follow up on White Monde!"

You're talking about war easily.

I guess it's the same for White Monde too.

Even if you're anxious, you should talk to the West, but what if you suddenly catch and lock up the passing upper part?

I managed to hold my lips wriggling to express my opinion.

I had to be careful about what I said, as it was ambiguous for me, who had not been here for a year.

I will still be considered a foreigner by the people of the Western Empire.

Fortunately, after a long discussion, we moved on to the next topic, and after that, the cool atmosphere subsided a little.

But around the time the meeting was almost over.

The aristocrats of Korean and U.S. government posts raised their hands, saying they wanted to speak.

McKenna, who was in charge of the meeting, signaled him that he could speak.

The aristocrats came forward a few steps hesitatingly.

Is this the first time you've ever been here? Why are you shaking like that? Maybe he's new.

I looked at you for a while, unable to remember your name or face, and then lowered my eyes for another thought.

But I had to raise my eyes again and look at the trembling official.

"There is a rumor that your Majesty divorced the Emperor of the East because of infertility."

The impression frown on its own. As I squinted at him, the tremor of the management got worse.

Why are you shaking like that when you're saying such a great thing?

"Of course, I don't believe in that false rumor, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have brought it up here.

"But this is a very scary and important rumor, and I thought I must ask the Empress whether it was true or not."

The noble man, who held his hands together, looked up at me and asked me as if he was crying.

"Your Majesty the Empress, is the rumor true?"

It was that aristocrat who opened his mouth in front of me, but it must be someone else who induced that aristocrat to ask this question.

Naturally, the eyes moved on the Marquis Katron. a cousin of Christa

Marquis Ketron was looking at me with his mouth up.

He smiled more heavily when his eyes met.

"Of course not."

His smile became more mysterious when I said it in a nutshell.

Looking next to him, Heinrich's expression was like an ice sheet.

after the conference

I walked down the platform deliberately towards the Marquis Katron.

When I approached him, the nobles around him hurriedly greeted him and ran away.

Marquis Katron greeted me calmly and boldly.

"Your Majesty the Empress."

Marquis Ketron must have no intention of hiding the fact that he brought up my infertility rumor by managing the terminal. His expression says, "I did it."

Does this man know that he has a dark, pretentious smile?

"Even if I am infertile, there will be no next empress in your family."

I recited my words quietly and quietly in exchange for his greetings.

"What do you mean…."

"It means that it won't be useful to breathe in any false air."

I guess I didn't know how to speak out. A few lines fell between the eyes of the Marquis Ketron.

He opened his mouth. You're trying to make me angry. Okay, tell me.

But before the Marquis Ketron opened his mouth, a long window fell from the back of my diagonal line.

The Marquis Katron quickly reached out and grabbed the window that almost hit his forehead.

It was a near-crisis behind Henry that missed a window.

"I'm sorry."

The guard was surprised and hurriedly apologized to Heinrich.

"That's okay. You can make mistakes."

It may be a mistake, but in this case, I think it's the Marquis of Katron who almost got hit by a window.

Perhaps the same thought was true, but the Marquis Ketron also made an impression.

"You love childlike revenge."

In the end, angry, he said something that he couldn't tell who he was talking to, greeted politely, and left the conference room first.

Throughout the bath, I remembered what Marquis Katron had said through the mouth of a terminal official.

Apart from what he intended to tell me that. Is there really such a rumor going around?

Why didn't you hear me?

If rumors had circulated, Nian and other women would have told them.

So was the Marquis of Ketron creating a rumor that wasn't there in the first place?

Why did Marquis Katron create such a rumor? Is it made up or heard from someone?

Rasta? The Eastern aristocrat? A story that flows down? I don't think it's the Soviet issue.

I wouldn't have made up a story that wasn't entirely there. It's a big risk for that.

So he himself created two safety devices: "Talking through other people's mouths" and "Talking as if you don't believe rumors."

I must have thought too much. Before I knew it, my arms got goosebumps, as the warm water had cooled down.

I got out of the bathtub, wiped the water with a large towel, put on my indoor dress, and went out of the bathroom.

When I stood in front of the mirror to dry my wet hair and rubbed my hair with a towel, I saw Heinri sitting in an armchair over the mirror.

He had a serious look on his face, bowed his head and remained unmoved. It's been like that for a while

I rolled up my hair on a towel and put it back roughly and approached him.

"What are you doing?"

It was a fish dictionary when I checked it with my head in.

…do you like fish because it's a bird?

"Do you like fish?"

I asked because it was cute to read the fish dictionary out of the blue.

Heinrich looked at the book carefully, but later came to his senses and smiled furtively.

"Ah. I was preparing to go fishing. I saw quite a big fish running around today."

"Do you like fishing?"

"Very much."

Why do you look so mean when you smile sweetly?

I reached out and pressed Heinrich's cheek.

Heinrich leaned his cheek against my palm and rubbed it.

"I'll make you a delicious fish after fishing, Quinn. I hope the Marquis will suit your taste."

Marquis?