At the Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce.
In the garden filled with Blood Roses, Sith was staring at the sea of flowers in front of him in a daze.
A maid approached him carefully and asked, "My Lord, do you need something to eat?"
Sith waved his hand impatiently.
The maid hurriedly and quietly retreated.
Sith paced back and forth in the pavilion, his expression becoming more and more anxious as time passed.
Just as the sun was about to set, an attendant hurriedly ran into the garden and reported, "Sir, I saw the green smoke in the palace!"
Sith stared and asked anxiously, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, my Lord. I swear on my family's honor! "
"Good!" Sith clapped his hands excitedly and ordered, "Send someone to inform Winter City immediately! Be quick! "
"Yes, my Lord!"
… …
Half-Elven Palace.
A group of half-elven nobles had already left in a panic. Queen Consort had also gone back to bathe and change out of her bloodstained clothes.
Only Prince William and the unconscious king were left in the empty palace.
However, after Prince William dismissed the servants around him, the unconscious king suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
Prince William pulled a long face and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, now … now what should we do?"
The king glared at his son and said calmly, "What are you panicking for? The more dangerous the situation is, the calmer you have to be! "
"Yes, my Lord!" Prince William nodded, but he could not hide the fear on his face.
The king's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he could not be bothered to teach his useless son a lesson.
He knew very well that the half-elven kingdom, or more accurately, the House of Medea, had reached a critical moment of life and death!
Vera's death in Silvermoon City was a disaster for the House of Medea.
It did not matter what conspiracy was behind this, who was the mastermind, or why Prince Tupé had suddenly gone crazy.
These were no longer important.
What was important was that the Duke Of St. Hilde needed someone to vent his anger.
And the king did not want it to be the House of Medea.
Therefore, he had to take measures as soon as possible to divert this disaster that could destroy the House of Medea.
As for who to blame for this disaster …
The king's eyes flashed fiercely as he ordered Prince William, "Listen carefully.
"Listen carefully. There are five things you need to do now.
First, send someone to keep an eye on the Miller family..... Miller... Don't let anyone escape! Also, arrange for the Duke Müller to to meet me tomorrow morning..
Second, you personally go to see the emissary of the Eastern Region's Saint Pulos Family. Tell them to come see me tomorrow morning, but don't tell them what happened in the Queen's bedroom.
Third, immediately send someone to seal up the Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce. Yes, the chamber of commerce I asked you to investigate. Put the person in charge under control.
Fourth, send someone to keep an eye on Viscount Angley and his men. Forbid them from leaving the palace or sending any messages to the outside world.
Fifth, cough cough … "
The king spoke so quickly that he choked on his next piece.
Prince William hurriedly picked up a cup of water and handed it over.
The king drank a few mouthfuls of water and calmed himself down before continuing, "fifth, put the entire city under martial law! No one is to leave Silverymoon City without my orders!
Not just people, but also carrier pigeons.
Go find your uncle and have him arrange for rangers to guard the city walls. Kill any carrier pigeons that fly out of the city! "
"Yes!" Prince William nodded decisively.
The old king's orders made him feel much more at ease.
Just as he was about to carry out his orders, Prince William suddenly thought of someone and asked, "Father, Queen Aisha is also a member of the Miller family. Should we send someone to keep an eye on her …"
"Nonsense, of course!" The king was about to scold him when he heard such a stupid question, but suddenly thought of something. He rolled his eyes and said, "Go and have her come to see me now."
"Yes." Prince William did not dare to say anything more and hurriedly took his leave.
The palace quieted down, leaving only the king's slightly hurried breathing.
He lay on the bed and looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, deep in thought.
After a while, he seemed to have thought of something and a flush suddenly appeared on his cheeks, but it quickly faded.
He coughed lightly and muttered, "Duke Of St. Hilde … You are really ruthless …"
"Tap tap tap …"
The crisp sound of footsteps could be heard outside the palace.
Not long after, Queen Aisha walked in.
She had just finished bathing and changed into a bright red dress, which was a stark contrast to her snow-white skin.
Her beautiful cheeks were smeared with light makeup, and her bright eyes shone with a moving radiance.
Her expression was gentle and virtuous, but it hid an unconcealable charm.
However, in such a tense atmosphere, Queen Aisha's charm seemed out of place.
The king looked at the beautiful Queen Consort in front of him, and an indescribable anger and brutality surged in his heart.
However, he forcibly suppressed it.
"Aisha, cough cough, I haven't seen you in a long time … You are so beautiful."
Queen Aisha came to the bed and looked down at the old king who was on the verge of death, as if he would return to the God of Light's embrace in the next second. Her face revealed a mocking smile.
"Your Majesty, have you seen a caged bird?"
The king did not understand and hummed a few times.
Queen Aisha smiled even more charmingly. "A caged bird's happiest moment is when the cage is turned into ashes."
"So … You hate me that much …"
"Your Majesty, you must be joking. Why would I hate you?"
"Then … can you tell me … what exactly happened in your palace today?"
"What happened, didn't I say it clearly in front of everyone?"
"Cough cough cough …" The old king suddenly coughed violently, and his breathless appearance made people worry that he would not be able to catch his breath and would die.
However, Queen Aisha looked at the old king calmly, and did not even have the intention to help pat his back.
After a while, the old king finally caught his breath and said in a weak voice, "Can't … You … Cough cough … Let me, a dying man … Die with understanding?"
Queen Aisha was completely unmoved and chuckled. "Your Majesty, you will live a long life. How can you be a dying man?"
Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be dead, the old king gave up.
"Aisha, do you know that if the Duke Of St. Hilde blames someone, the first to bear the brunt of it will definitely be the Miller family!"
"So?"
Queen Aisha's nonchalant expression hurt the old king. It was as if he had punched the air, and it was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
The old king's expression became extremely gloomy, and he growled unwillingly, "Aisha, no matter what that person promised you, you must think clearly about what your true foundation is!
Don't find out in the end that you have no value at all and be casually abandoned! "
Queen Aisha smiled charmingly and deliberately shrugged her right shoulder, letting the slender shoulder strap slide down, revealing a faintly discernible snow-white skin. "How can I have no value?"
After saying that, she smiled and turned to leave.
Leaving behind the old king who had been teased until he was full of anger but unable to do anything.
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