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Chapter 623

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At the same time, on the X Country's border.

Luo Qian Zhe was currently half lying in a mechanical chair, surrounded by precise machines.

[Ding, memory removal has succeeded. Next is memory transfer.]

"Sir Luo, young master Qian Zhe won't forget everything after his memories are removed. There are only emotions and not memories. " The person wearing the special agent uniform on the side continued, "In other words, he will look at his emotions as a bystander. This includes family, friendship, and love. "

"Un, very good." Luo Wen Feng looked at the memory box and said, "Then the old king's memories should be able to fuel his feelings for the X Country!"

"Yes!" He said with a nod, "When young master Qian Zhe wakes up, sir Luo's plan can be carried out."

"Un." Luo Wen Feng pushed up his golden framed glasses as a faint mist appeared in his eyes.

Other than his identity, Luo Qian Zhe was the son he had spoiled since he was young.

But he couldn't ignore the old king's will and the princess' request.

Yuwen Qian Zhe had to take back the throne that belonged to him.

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After Luo Qian Zhe woke up, his eyes were filled with anger. His first words were, "Where is she?"

"She is in the royal palace. Your highness Qian Zhe, everything is prepared for the plan."

"If I succeed, can you give her things back to my mom?"

"If your highness succeeds, everything in the X Country will belong to you."

"I think that dear dad, you probably don't know what I'm talking about." Luo Qian Zhe took a deep breath and put his hands in his pocket. His eyes were ice cold as he said, "Let's go."

"Your highness Qian Zhe." Luo Wen Feng seemed to understand the meaning in his words and said with knit brows, "During the plan, all of our phones will be tapped. For their safety ….."

"I know." He looked up with cold eyes and slightly clenched his fists.

Luo Wen Feng would never know that no matter how many of his emotional memories were taken away by the ice cold machines.

He was able to continuously spread out from his heart, only more and not less.

Because the girl he loved had already broken through all boundaries, it was a kind of perverted obsession.

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However, the process of taking back the throne wasn't as smooth as imagined.

The left faction, the right faction, and the center faction.

Every force had to have a complete plan before they could be defeated one by one.

If he took a wrong step, he might lose everything.

In the end, Luo Qian Zhe won the hearts of the people and Yuwen Bai Hui's influence in the royal palace collapsed.

This huge struggle for power in the palace lasted for three whole years.

"Qian Zhe ….. Let me go ….." Yuwen Bai Hui kneeled on the ground, kowtowing again and again. She kept muttering, "You can be the king if you want to, I ….. I was forced to do it. I only want beautiful women, I only want pleasure … I don't want power … "

"Hiss —" In the next second, the revolver's muzzle steadily fired a shot at his heart.

Blood splattered everywhere in the palace hall.

Luo Qian Zhe looked up with cold eyes and said in an ice cold voice, "I left her for three years, your life isn't worth it."

Then it was Luo Qian Zhe's coronation ceremony.

Only after everyone had left did he reveal a faint weariness.

"Your Highness Yuwen, everything is finally over." After three years of fighting for power, Luo Wenfeng looked much older.

But his heart was calm. The X Country was still there, the bloodline was still there.

Sixteen years ago, he left the X Country with the will of the old king, waiting for this day of triumph.

He was worthy of his country, worthy of his king.

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