Vol 3 Chapter 2: funeral
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Hollywood Secret Garden
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- 2021-03-01 10:45:47
Although Ji Lingling shivered, Angela, who could turn her head, still had a calm expression: "It's just a part. If you really want to analyze, this is a very complicated topic, not just a sentence or two can explain it. Clear, grandpa. "
The old man's expression with a crutch is a little gloomy, no wonder, these days he just frowns whenever he reads the newspaper or watching TV, especially when Blair gave Diana a "Princess of the People" when he gave a speech on TV. Behind the hat, the grandfather once slammed the crutches and whispered "asshole", but imagine how bad his mood was, and now he has no intention of hearing the granddaughter during the walk, and his horror will be more uncomfortable.
However, Grandpa didn't have any drastic reaction. After looking at Xia Xia in Angela's arms, she said a little "Let's talk after dinner" and turned away. Angela could not help but exhale.
"Old Duke Albert ... seems to be very unhappy." Xia Xia said suddenly after the old man walked away.
"Some things ... difficult to communicate ..." Angela was absent-minded, and she was actually contradictory. On the one hand, she didn't want the matter to go viral-it had nothing to do with the royal family. Diana suffered too much during her lifetime. Devil's criticism, troubled by countless problems and hurt by countless people, wouldn't it be better for her to leave quietly? But on the other hand, Angela hopes that her funeral will be grander and grander, the better, not only to let those who love the princess have a way to vent their feelings, this is also Charles or the royal family owes Diana! just……
Angela couldn't help sighing, her chest suddenly started to panic again. At this moment, she suddenly noticed that hot air was spraying on her face, and immediately understood what was going on in her heart, but she kept her expression absent, and then she turned her head as soon as the little boy flew forward, A pinch on Xia Xia's face.
"Woohoo!" The face was turned into a burger's little girl. The child waved her hands in protest, but unfortunately could not say anything.
"Do you know how terrible now?" Angela hummed. He let go of her hand, Xia Xia moved her mouth and rubbed her face, then stared at her discourageously: "How can you do this, it's so rogue ! "
"You mean, should I sit here and let you bite?" Ann Gila raised an eyebrow. "Help, Xia Xia, you will be 8 years old in a few days. Is that you?" Still find it fun to bite me like bread? "
"Hmm ..." The little girl held her hands and leaned her head for a few seconds, and then seriously thought, "Yes!"
"Really?" Angela was almost stunned, she grinded her teeth and exposed. She sneered, biting Xia Xialou into her arms and biting on the flesh's cheek like Xia Xia. Xia suddenly screamed and struggled to escape, but how could angry Angela let her go, so in the end the little girl could only lament and forgive me: "Give me up! Give me up!"
Beware of contentment. After Angela let go of the little guy, Xia Xia is already drooling, and the grievances on her face are both pitiful and funny. Angela couldn't help grinning after a moment of "", and then took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe the face of the little girl.
"Now you know how good it is?" Angela said in a playful tone while rubbing carefully.
Xia Xia shook his mouth and made a look of irritation. Angela shook her head with a smile and smiled: "Well, I'm really sad but also very restrained, so your thoughts are in vain."
The girl suddenly opened her mouth and looked at Angela with incredible eyes. The other side pinched her little nose intimately: "You are really smart, but you want to play with me and be tender!"
"Huh!" Xia Xia turned her head aside unhappyly, but she turned back a few seconds later. Although she was helpless, she still wrapped around Angela's neck and pursed her mouth heavily. Kissing her face, she made a loud noise: "Well, anyway ... as long as you are not so sad."
Angela rubbed Xia Xia's head with a smile and didn't speak again, but she began to sigh slightly, hoping that the conversation with her grandfather tonight would not be out of hand.
At night, there is finally a day of exciting news coming out-of course, this exciting one is only for ordinary people-Buckingham Palace has finally let go and will hold a public funeral for Diana, the specifications and The Queen Mother agreed, but this was far from enough. Many interviewees still expressed resentment and dissatisfaction with the royal family. For example, so far they have not stated publicly that they have only spoken words. They have stayed at the Paramore Hall and did not return to London and Buckingham Palace has not lowered the flag. Some people bluntly said they were cold-blooded to the camera, and some even said that they killed Diana. In short, the sentiment is turbulent.
"That King Banner hasn't lowered the flag in 400 years!" Grandpa turned off the TV with a frown, sighed after hitting the floor with a cane, and looked at Angela for a while before she said: "Obviously, Mary Taught you a lot, Chris, as long as you think you are the most elegant lady. "
He tried to make his tone as gentle as possible, and seemed to want to get a good start, but Angela, sitting on a high back chair, did not have any other reaction. Even in casual clothes now, she still straightened her waist and legs and Tilt together slightly, put your hands on your thighs one by one, and look at grandpa with a serious expression.
The old man smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "Actually, I don't have any intention to blame you. After all, everyone has their own ideas, but I hope you can understand the traditional respect for whoever should be."
Here comes, I know. Angela had a headache and was really afraid of what came. If she answered "yes, grandfather, I understand" now, she can definitely leave, but she also knows that there will be some embarrassment in herself and grandpa, so it is better to talk openly and honestly.
"First of all, I have to declare, grandfather, I don't have any disrespect for tradition," Angela raised her hand. "As you said, I was born in this family and received a lot of ... traditional education, so Compared to those outside who don't understand anything about the royal family and his Majesty, I can see a lot of questions ... "
At this point, she thought for a few seconds before continuing to say: "Then, let me say my point of view from two aspects. First of all, from a personal emotional point of view, I think you can understand my feelings in this regard. In a way, I and the princess-well, the former princess-are of the same type ... woman, so I can understand her feelings, yes, from a royal perspective, she did a lot of damage to the royal family. Matters of dignity, but the problem is that the marriage was from the beginning ... well, I don't want to use scams and use these words, but the fact that Her Royal Highness Charles still kept in touch with Camilla after the marriage! "
Seeing Grandpa's brow frowning, Angela shifted the topic in a timely manner: "Anyway, this is only in terms of personal feelings. There are many things that cannot be transferred because of personal feelings. Her Majesty's credo is also: responsibility first, Personal second. Personally, I don't really want to make the funeral of the princess-the former princess known to everyone. I agree that it is best to let her leave quietly and quietly, but the public do n’t think so, so Say, Diana in the eyes of the royal family and Diana in the eyes of the people are completely two people. Therefore, when the public feels that the perfect avatar in their minds cannot be treated even after the death, coupled with the media's fanaticism, it will naturally Point blindly at others. "
"A group of children who can't ask their parents for sugar," the grandfather snorted heavily. "As long as the parents ignore their worries, they will naturally converge soon."
Angela couldn't help chuckling, and quickly resumed seriousness: "I agree with this parable, grandpa, but children who can't get sugar can usually react in two ways, or cry like you said In the end, he gave up arrogantly; or he just kept crying until his parents agreed to his request. "
Seeing Grandpa's brow frowning again, Angela had to shift the subject again: "I agree to keep the tradition. Some people say that the British are hypocritical, then he should really go back tens of thousands of years to tell the primitive people not to wear clothes. Any A great country that has never survived the storm has a precious tradition of its own, and it is this tradition that connects people and unites their hearts. "When she was here, she was slightly surprised:" Those who are restrained and loyal Virtue, humility, and other virtues, abandoning these traditions for no reason is undoubtedly breaking the backbone of your country ... "
Once here, Angela was a little surprised, and she returned to God to make her feel guilty of being a thief. Fortunately, her grandfather looked elsewhere and was also fascinated, let her breathe a sigh of relief, and settled her mind. He opened his mouth: "But tradition must also be changed in a timely manner, not blindly conservative, because only in this way can the tradition continue, as long as the most critical things are not changed, then it is perfectly reasonable to make adjustments. So I don't understand why in this case, can't compromise be made if Her Majesty is still in Paramore and refuses to say anything? "
The grandfather who had also returned to God looked at his granddaughter and suddenly smiled softly: "You are really smart, Kris, not every 18-year-old girl can say such words."
Feelings I've said so much for nothing? Angela resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Obviously the old man just wanted to have a traditional conversation with her. Since she is not so disgusted and has sufficient respect for the queen, the conversation can stop here. .
"Okay, grandpa, then I'm leaving. If I can, I hope to go to St. James's Palace to mourn the princess-Her Royal Highness Princess." Angela said, standing up, bowed out, and went out Grandpa's study.
Although she was so long in front of her grandfather, she didn't really understand the meaning until a long time later.
Because the funeral matter has been decided, Angela's application was approved, but it is more troublesome than the previous trip, because the queen also opened the royal garden for the people to put their grief to prevent the paparazzi mixed in. They recognized that she had to be more careful, but fortunately the parked Queen's Church was not open.
Diana's coffin was right in front of her. There was no extra decoration in pure black, so she lay there quietly. There was no other mourner except guards around her. Grandpa's time was right for her. However, I thought that after so many days had passed, I was calm enough, but at this moment my nose was still sore.
So she left? Did she really leave like this? Angela closed her eyes and covered her mouth. At the beginning of the year, she went to the Kensington Palace to see her. When they talked about the charity foundation, they promised to go to Africa to visit those needs after graduating from college. The child she helped, even when she was nominated for the best original screenplay a few weeks ago, she called and congratulated herself, but how long has it been ...
Angela could not help but put her hand on the urn, and her tears finally came down. The scenes of the past suddenly struck her head. She was stunned when she saw her for the first time. She still maintained a tolerance when she was most awkward. After getting familiar with it, you can throw away the ladylike look in front of her without any fear, and these things seem to have happened yesterday. Her hand was slowly gliding on the coffin, and the cold feeling went straight to the heart along the palm of the hand. I wonder if the body inside is also so cold? Angela could not help lowering her body and seemed to want to crawl on the coffin.
The guard who had been watching her couldn't help but wanted to speak, but was stopped by the companion's eyes, and the guard swallowed it after thinking about it. They all knew about Angela's relationship with the princess.
But Angela didn't climb down. She quickly straightened her body. Although her eyes were still shining with tears, it was much better. Even if many people would use this method to make money in her name, but after all No one could hype her death, didn't she? This will give her some rest.
She can only think about it this way, only in this way to ease her sadness.
Time pushed back two days again, and the queen finally returned to London from Paramore Palace with the royal family members, and the royal flag over Buckingham Palace also rose to half, and the queen, her husband and the crown prince were still deliberately After visiting the mountains of flowers in front of the gate of the palace, he visited the people once again, and talked with the people who had been around for a few minutes. Finally, he spoke publicly on TV, expressing his grief to Diana as the queen and grandmother.
All Angela saw on TV. After going to St. James's Palace, she could not go out. Even though she was very careful, she was still found. Fortunately, she was already seated. The car quickly left, and the reporter who came hurriedly surrounded the manor, and wanted to dig something out of her mouth. In order to prevent these guys from helping the right and wrong, and preventing another pour of oil in this situation, she Can only choose to stay behind the door.
Fortunately, such days are not too long. When Saturday came, Diana's funeral began to be held at Westminster Cathedral, and the night before, her coffin had passed from St. James's Palace. I moved to Kensington Palace, where I spent the last night in the world, where countless people were crowded on both sides to send the last journey.
Angela certainly won't go. She came to Westminster Church with her grandfather and her mother who returned to London the day before yesterday. Many people attended the funeral, except for the royal family. Most of them were in the sports and fashion world. Personalities and celebrities, such as Rucciano Pavarotti or Elton John, who will sing songs at subsequent funerals, Angela would like to do this, but her identity does not allow it, Otherwise, neither grandfather nor queen would be too happy.
There were also many familiar faces among the funerals, such as Spielberg, Tom Hanks and Tom Cruise, but Angela didn't say hello, just wearing a black dress and black Wide-brimmed hat sits in a low-key position.
With the speech of Diana's younger brother Earl Spencer, the whole of London was shrouded in grief, even the solemn Westmins Church was no exception, except that the earl's eulogy was a bit off-topic, a section full of royal The hostility was such that when the audience applauded, the queen and Prince Philip reacted indifferently to sit still-to know that Count Spencer was her godson.
Angela didn't want to care about this, but she looked at William and Harry sitting with her grandmother a little bit worried. The pain of losing her mother was not so easy to bear.
With the end of the mourning ceremony, everyone began to leave for Orthorpe, which is Diana's hometown, and the moths will be sent there for the soil. There will be countless people on the 77-mile journey from London to Orthop Watch her leave.
As the crowd left, Angela looked again at William and Harry, who were both faceless, a 15-year-old and a 12-year-old, but as if all the anger had left them, she couldn't help sighing in her heart, Then he walked over and hugged William, who was a little shorter than himself, and whispered in his ear, "His Royal Highness, please be grateful, and please take care, your mother won't want to see you like this in heaven."
William leaning her head on her shoulder seemed to have no response. It wasn't until Angela shook him aside that she violently pinched her waist-very tight and intimate, but fortunately she let it go again Come on.
Although Angela was startled, and even a little bit angry-she just remembered that she was like a girl-but when she saw the other person's eyes turned red suddenly, she was no longer the expressionless face and didn't take it to heart. Now, as long as the emotions are not suppressed and willing to vent, then that would be much better, which is also considered… experience.
Then she looked at Harry again, with her hands resting on his shoulders, and said softly, "My Highness, I believe everything will be okay. Some things will change with the passage of time, but some won't."
I don't know if Harry understood that, after pulling his lips into a straight line, he reached out and hugged Angela like his brother, and then let go.
In response, Angela smiled slightly. 2k novel reading network