Passing through the long corridor, Empress Medella returned to her chambers.
Faint sounds of prayer came from the palace, rippling with soothing power.
"Your Highness!"
The maids in front of the palace bowed in greeting.
"Is His Holiness Gregory performing a healing spell on His Majesty?"
"Yes."
Empress Medella nodded and stood quietly outside the palace, waiting for the prayers to stop. Only then did she walk back in.
The white-gold holy light had not completely dissipated, covering the palace with a layer of holy light.
"Your Majesty, are you feeling better?" Empress Medella walked quickly to the bed.
At this time, Emperor Reinhardt was leaning against the bed, his face pale and his expression dispirited. This was not the state a powerful sixth grade knight should be in.
"Thanks to His Holiness Gregory, I can feel my body slowly recovering." His voice was weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
"Your Majesty, you are too polite. This is mainly because of the Lord's radiance." Pope Gregory said with a smile.
The Pope of the Church of Glory was standing in front of the Emperor's bed, holding a white scepter in his hand and wearing a crown of thorns on his head. His eyes were small, and because of his always smiling expression, no one could see the changes in his eyes.
"Praise the Lord! May his radiance last forever! " Empress Medella praised. Then she asked, "His Holiness Gregory, have you found the cause of His Majesty's illness?"
The Pope frowned and sighed, "His Majesty should have been poisoned, but … I have never seen this kind of poison before. That's why the treatment process is so slow."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Empress Medella's face, but then she thanked the Pope repeatedly and sent him out of the palace.
When only the husband and wife were left in the palace, Emperor Reinhardt suddenly laughed, "Do you think this old man will deliberately slip up and let me die when he's treating me?"
Empress Medella pursed her lips, "Gregory won't let you die in his hands. Besides, he's more concerned about whether or not you're really poisoned."
"Of course I'm really poisoned … Cough, cough." Emperor Reinhardt coughed a few times and looked at the queen with a scrutinizing look, asking, "I'm really curious, where did you find this poison that even Gregory couldn't recognize?"
"Will you attend tomorrow's funeral?" Empress Mydella asked. "Will you attend tomorrow's funeral?"
"Of course!" Emperor Reinhardt declared without any hesitation, with ruthlessness beaming out of his eyes. "I'm going to watch my good uncle's reputation be ruined and his friends betray him!"
"Then you should rest early and recover your energy," Empress Medella said casually before getting up to leave.
"Wait." Emperor Reinhardt called out to her.
Queen Mydella turned around and looked at her husband impatiently. She didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes was clear. What else do you want?
In the face of his wife's somewhat rude gaze, Emperor Reinhardt didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and asked,
"I heard that the two brats from the Northern Frontier have really done something. If it weren't for us … Hehe, they might have been able to stop the proposal from going through the Senate."
Empress Medella smiled disdainfully and said, "They're just two whimsical brats who think they're smart. They don't know how deep the waters of the Senate are, so they have such childish ideas.
Don't worry, I've already taught them a lesson. Nothing like this will happen again in the future. "
Emperor Reinhardt nodded and then asked, "So you still insist on Vera inheriting the position of the Dukes Of The North?"
"Yes."
"But as you can see, Vera is not an easy character to control. Why not choose Joyce? "
Empress Medella snorted and said, "Joyce is indeed easy to control, but when the time comes, we might not be the ones controlling him! Don't forget the lesson of the Eastern Frontier. Do you want the Northern Frontier to fall into the hands of the Church? "
"Joyce is only ten years old. He still has eight years to go before he reaches adulthood. Let's not talk about whether he will continue to have feelings for Archbishop Adjani after such a long time. Even if he really marries her, I am confident that I can deal with this woman.
But Vera … Hehe, your brother has chosen a good husband for her! "
"Are you worried about Colin Angele?" Empress Medella narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.
"Yes." Emperor Reinhardt nodded and said solemnly, "This knight of the Northern Frontier … I can't see through him. Many times, he has faced extremely bad situations, but he has been able to resolve them without any real danger. And some of the methods that he uses, even I don't understand. "
Empress Medella was silent for a moment and then said, "I understand your concerns, but Colin can be won over."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Based on the story that he told our son in Silvermoon City?"
Empress Medella nodded confidently.
However, Emperor Reinhardt was not affected by his wife's confidence. The corner of his mouth twitched and he shook his head. "Do you want to hear my opinion?"
Empress Medella did not say anything. It seemed like she did not want to listen, but she did not move either.
Emperor Reinhardt smiled and continued, "I think that we can push Joyce to the position of the Dukes Of The North, and then let him be engaged to Judy …"
"No!" Empress Medella immediately interrupted when she heard her daughter's name.
"Why not?" Emperor Reinhardt's face instantly turned gloomy.
Empress Medella said word by word, "I will not let my daughter become a sacrifice for politics!"
"Marrying Joyce is a sacrifice?"
"No, it has nothing to do with Joyce." Empress Medella's eyes flashed. "All marriages that cannot be decided by oneself are tragedies. Of course, it is also a sacrifice."
Emperor Reinhardt was so angry that he laughed and asked, "So, our marriage is also a tragedy?"
Empress Mydella stared coldly into her husband's eyes. After a long while, she spoke softly.
"Isn't it?"
Emperor Reinhardt's breathing suddenly became rapid. An unnatural dark red appeared on his face. He stared at his wife with eyes full of anger, unwillingness, and naked possessiveness.
Empress Medella stood there expressionlessly, as if ignoring her husband's gaffe. She waited until her husband calmed down a little before she spoke again.
"Your Majesty, don't forget our common goal. That is what is truly precious. It is a goal that is worth our lives to pursue and achieve.
Don't be immersed in the boring love between a man and a woman. Don't be entangled in whether I love you or not. "
"You are right, my Empress." Emperor Reinhardt seemed to have finally calmed down, and he said in a calm tone, "Since you think you can control Colin, you'd better prove it to me. I don't want to hear just a few words."
"Okay." Empress Medella nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Emperor Reinhardt stared at the departing figure with a complicated expression.
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