Chapter 892 (1/2)

Today, in the royal palace of the ancient city of Toledo, all the nobles gathered in the hall, waiting for their queen Isabel I to give birth to a new heir to this kingdom...

Although their queen has given birth to a prince and daughter for the Kingdom of Castile, in the eyes of these nobles, girls are not as good as boys. If they can, they hope that their future monarch is a wise The king...not the queen.

And in a bedroom not far from the hall where the nobles gathered, Isabel I was listening to the big belly, lying on the couch and yelling non-stop--even though she had already had the experience of giving birth...but that kind The pain of sharing still made her pain unbearable.

With a loud cry...

The sweaty Isabel finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the lady in charge of childbirth took the newly born baby in front of Isabel and whispered: ”Congratulations, Your Majesty, it's a princess...”

”...” Isabel I looked at her daughter with some difficulty, feeling a little sad... She knew that in this era, the girls in the royal family were generally used for marriage... Few girls could inherit the throne. , Although they do have inheritance rights...

Just when Isabel I was a little silent, some ladies had already passed the news of the birth of the little princess to the outside hall——

Some nobles kept sighing, and some nobles looked sad and happy...

As one of the twin kings of the Kingdom of Spain, Fernando is also unhappy... He really wants a son to inherit the throne from his and his wife... But for now, it still doesn't work...

And when Isabel I in the delivery room listened to the sighs outside, she felt a little sad...

The sighs of the nobles were not the reason for her sadness. What she was truly saddened most was because, as her husband, Fernando didn't even come in to see herself...

”What a beautiful girl...”

At this moment, Isabel I suddenly discovered that the newly born daughter beside him was missing, and then—a soft voice rang in her ears...

When Isabel I realized that the owner of the voice was a male, the whole person felt like the hairs exploded. What was going on?Is it a rebellion?Is it an assassin?Is it witchcraft??

You know, when the royal family is giving birth, no males are allowed in the room, even the husband of a pregnant woman must avoid suspicion... Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for a male voice to appear in the delivery room...

Isabel I, who was already very tired, reluctantly tilted his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from...

I saw that a handsome young man in a gorgeous white robe was standing by her couch, holding her daughter in his hands—”Who are you?”

”Me?” The handsome young man glanced at the sweaty Isabel with a smile on his face, and said: ”Well-my name is Zhou Ye... You should have heard this name!”

”Saint Ye!”

The moment Isabel I heard this name, the whole person was dull...

As a devout Catholic, how could Isabel I not know this name, you know-this name is inseparable from the recent miracles... She once wanted to go to Jerusalem for a pilgrimage, but the journey was too far away after all So I had to give it up-but near the holy ruins in the Duchy of Brittany, she really had been to...

At that time--she was stunned by the hell-like scene...

While being frightened, Isabel I’s heart of faith has become much stronger...

She really didn’t expect—she would see this living saint one day, you know—this is a saint recognized by the pope...

”You, you...” Isabel I excitedly ignored her weak body, and wanted to go down to the ground to personally use Zhou Ye's shoes... But her shoulder was held by Zhou Ye...

”Don't be so eager...” Zhou Ye said, gently teasing the baby girl in his arms.”what is her name??”

”Juanna... Under the crown...” Isabel replied respectfully.

”It's a good name...” Zhou Ye said, gently touching the baby girl's eyebrows.”I gave her some small gifts, hoping that in the future-she will become the happiest princess in the world...”

As he said, Zhou Ye gently placed the baby girl beside Isabel again... ”Goodbye, then, Your Majesty...”

”Please don't go... under the crown...” Isabel excitedly wanted to reach out to grab Zhou Ye's hand, but she grabbed an empty... beside her, there was no one-as if there was no one there. ...