Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 390: Princess Anne's Childhood Sweetheart

The Queen was quite annoyed, as she knew that Old Mo was a golden dragon's son-in-law.

The problem is, Old Mo has more than one wife!

The fact that a princess of the Great Britain, and the only princess at that, is forced to marry someone as a concubine is simply unacceptable.

As a result, even she, a queen, couldn't refuse.

I'm so depressed, so incredibly depressed.

The think tank gave her a clear answer: they agreed.

Despite her frustration, the Queen went back and found Princess Anne.

The two sat in the study, both very calm.

"Annie, there's no one else here. I'll ask you one more time: do you really want to marry Mr. Chen? If you've been threatened, tell me."

Princess Anne quickly said, "Mother, Old Murdoch didn't threaten me. I wanted to marry him myself."

The Queen said, frustrated, "I just don't understand why you insist on marrying him? Is it because he saved your life? Or maybe because he's rich? There's no need for that!"

Princess Anne calmly replied, "No, I simply like him."

The Queen was speechless.

She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Annie, this is all so sudden, I'm finding it hard to accept. Since you like it, there's nothing I can do. But what I want to ask is, what about Mark?"

Princess Anne was stunned by the Queen's words. The image of a handsome man flashed into her mind.

Who is Mark?

If it weren't for Old Murdoch's interference, Princess Anne would have married Mark next year.

This Mark is no ordinary man either; he is the son of the Duke of George.

In old England, a duke's status was second only to a prince. In fact, the Duke of George's family was vast and possessed immense power.

Mark himself is also very outstanding, not only with a high level of education, but also with excellent swordsmanship and horsemanship.

The two can be described as childhood sweethearts, having studied together since they were young and maintaining a very close relationship.

Although they didn't get engaged or anything, in other people's eyes, they were a match made in heaven.

Therefore, if it weren't for Lao Mo interfering, the two would definitely have ended up together.

Now, Princess Anne is suddenly getting married, and the groom isn't Mark. What will he think?

Will he let this go?

Offending a duke's son here is really not a good thing.

Princess Anne said weakly, "Mother, why did you suddenly bring up Mark? We haven't officially started a relationship. What does my marriage have to do with him?"

Princess Anne knew there was definitely a connection. That man wouldn't let it go so easily.

But she's right, Princess Anne never promised him anything. It really doesn't matter.

The Queen said speechlessly, "You know in your heart whether it matters or not. Even if I agree, I can't announce it."

Mark won't let this go easily. If he's rational, that's fine, but if he throws a tantrum, things will get complicated.

They really don't mention people during the day, and they don't talk about ghosts at night.

Just as the Queen finished speaking, a guard walked in from outside.

"Your Majesty, outside, Lieutenant Mark heard that Princess Anne has returned and has come to ask her to go horseback riding together."

"Oh my god."

Princess Anne slapped her forehead, truly at a loss for words.

The Queen smiled.

"See, see, what did I tell you? Do you need me to solve this for you?"

Princess Anne shook her head and said, "No need, Mother. I'll go talk to him myself!"

The Queen nodded: "Alright! Go and explain things clearly to them, and don't make a big fuss. OK."

"OK".

Princess Anne nodded, got up, and went out.

Outside, Mark was dressed in a dark blue suit with a sword at his waist, looking very gentlemanly.

Beside him was a tall, chestnut-colored horse, making him appear very capable and imposing.

In the past, Princess Anne would have been smitten with this man.

Unfortunately, that was in the past. The current Princess Anne would never be attracted to any man again.

"Annie, you're really back? Where have you been all this time? I haven't seen you in so long."

Upon seeing Princess Anne, Mark immediately rushed over, his face beaming with excitement.

Princess Anne looked at him calmly and said, "Lieutenant Mark, don't come looking for me to go horseback riding anymore. I don't like riding horses anymore."

The horses outside no longer held any appeal for Princess Anne. The horses inside were too obedient, too intelligent; riding them was much more exciting.

Mark's expression froze, and he asked incredulously, "Why? How come you don't like riding horses anymore?"

Mark looked a little anxious.

Princess Anne smiled and said calmly, "Lieutenant Mark, I have something to tell you. I'm getting engaged soon, so please don't come looking for me anymore. I'm afraid my fiancé will misunderstand."

"What?"

Markton was struck dumb.

"No, how could this be? How could you get engaged? You must be joking with me, right?"

Princess Anne firmly shook her head and said, "I'm not joking, I really am getting engaged. If you consider me a friend, please give me your blessing. Thank you!"

Mark immediately became agitated and started jumping up and down, his previous gentlemanly demeanor completely gone.

"No, it can't be. Princess Anne, you're lying to me. We grew up together, you know how I feel. How could you marry someone else?"

Princess Anne remained calm and said, "I'm sorry, Lieutenant Mark, I know your feelings, but I've never intended to marry you. Please calm down."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I can see you like me. Why? Why did you suddenly change? I am the Duke of George's son, we are a perfect match. Who else is worthy of marrying you but me? Tell me, who is he?"

Mark shouted loudly.

Princess Anne couldn't help but take a step back.

"Lieutenant Mark, please restrain yourself. My marriage will be announced in the next couple of days. You will find out then."

"No, impossible, I disagree, I won't accept it. Princess Anne, you're joking with me, aren't you? Who else is good enough for you but me? Who else would dare to marry you but me? I won't accept it, I absolutely won't accept it."

Mark was getting a little frantic.

As luck would have it, at that moment, a beautiful convertible vintage car pulled up to the side of the road and honked its horn twice.

Princess Anne, Mark, and all the palace guards couldn't help but look towards the vintage car.

Old Mo honked the horn and said with a smile, "Beautiful Princess Anne, please get in the car."