Star Seizing Palace was very tall, so tall that it reached into the clouds. Xu Le walked through the streets of the capital, looking at the building that overlooked the mortal world. He always unconsciously did not understand why the countless bloody rebellions of the empire had never harmed this seemingly slender and fragile symbolic building. Why had the successive emperors who lived at the very top been accompanied by the stars at night? Why had they not been able to cultivate a broad heart? More importantly, where had the empire obtained the technology from so many years ago to be able to protect that environment?
Standing behind the internal official, he felt the gentle movement of the floating elevator. Because too much time had passed, he had been silently thinking about these things. Only when the elevator doors silently opened and that screen covered in golden sunflowers came into view did he suddenly wake up with a shiver.
The emperor of the empire, Huai Fuchai, was sitting against the wall on the couch. He wore a fitting black and purple robe, with a belt of round stones tied tightly around his waist. Paired with the stone ring that bound his straight white hair behind his head, it gave him a particularly solemn and dignified feeling.
Xu Le walked up behind him and said, "Thank you for yesterday's matter."
"You?" Huai Fuchai slowly turned around and looked at him coldly. "This is the education you received in the Federation? In my impression, the Federation has always believed that the people of the empire are barbaric orcs, so why is it that you, who they taught, do not know how to speak respectfully to your own father? "
Xu Le maintained his silence. He did not explain anything, nor did he want to refute anything.
"What did you say when you met with those trash yesterday?" Huai Fuchai looked at him with slight mockery. "They really want you to be emperor? And then after I die, they will throw the empire into chaos? "
Xu Le's gaze lowered slightly. In a low voice, he said, "The current empire is already in chaos enough."
Huai Fuchai's sharp brows furrowed slightly. He looked at him coldly and suddenly said, "Since you do not bend your waist for power, since you loathe the smell of the Imperial Palace, why did you meet with those trash? Or is it that a trash like you is also moved and wants to take over everything in my hands? "
The first two sentences were from that day outside the palace walls, the contents of their conversation in the wild graveyard. Xu Le slowly raised his head and calmly looked into his eyes, saying, "I have never thought of myself as trash."
"Cowardly and cowardly. He only has brute strength, but his shoulders can't carry anything. He can see the entire universe, but he has to deal with those rat-like trash. He looks at his father's back like a thief. If this kind of person isn't trash, then who is?"
Huai Fu Chai unceremoniously reprimanded him, "I really don't know what you've learned from Nasri! You didn't even learn his arrogance. "
"True arrogance lies in the lack of fear, nothing else."
Xu Le was silent for a moment before replying, "If saying bad words in front of you is courage, then I've already said enough dirty words when you whipped me with the thorns in your hand."
As if recalling the extremely unpleasant scene of the past, Huai Fu Chai slowly furrowed his brows. He recalled that it was he who had whipped this little guy in front of him until he was covered in blood and ordered him to be killed, but he had no idea that this was the only bloodline he had left in this universe.
With this thought, Huai Fu Chai's anger grew. Perhaps even he himself could not tell where this anger came from. From being deceived? Coming from a loss of face? In short, he slowly straightened his body. With the cold demeanor of a sovereign, he narrowed his eyes at Xu Le and said, "You are already old.
"You are already old, I don't want to educate you anymore, and I don't want to talk about responsibility with a piece of trash like you. But you must remember, the blood of Bai Yan's Huai family flows in your body, you are my son, you are my subject, you must maintain the respect that you deserve."
"In the category of thinking that I can accept, there is no such thing as a ruler and subject, father and son." Xu Le looked at him and said, "So please don't try to use this to intimidate me. Since you are not willing to kill me, then don't use this tone of voice to speak to me."
Ever since he had ascended to the Starseizing Hall, no one had dared to use this tone of voice to speak to the Emperor of the Empire, not even his most trusted and favorite Huai Caoshi. Huai Fu Chai's eyes narrowed even more sharply as he gloomily stared at Xu Le's face.
Suddenly, he raised his right hand and slowly stroked his white hair. His expression changed from the calm before the storm to its usual indifference. With undisguised mockery, he said, "Yes, an idiot like you will only fall for Pabre's tricks."
Xu Le slowly clenched his fists, not to attack, but to control his emotions. He simply did not want to meet this man in front of him. Although in terms of blood, he was his father, the reason he did not want to do so was not because of fear or anything else, but simply because he did not want to.
Huai Fu Chai calmly looked at his tightly pursed lips. For some reason, his emotions once again relaxed. After a pause, he said indifferently, "This time I helped you, but you killed that traitor Qi Dabing, so we are even."
Hearing these words, Xu Le was somewhat puzzled. He was well aware of the extent of the Empire's infiltration of the so-called rebel organizations. The harvest that year was the most bloody proof, so he did not believe that the rebel organizations under the leadership of Qi Dabing could pose any threat to the Imperial Family.
"Do not underestimate any enemy, even if it is an enemy that has already died in front of you."
Huai Fu Chai waved his hands slightly. His black and purple sleeves fluttered behind his back. He expressionlessly walked to the railing and said in a low voice, "That bastard is lucky to have the blood of our Imperial Family in him, and he has the necessary personality to succeed. In my opinion, if he had not met you, he would have had a very good future."
Xu Le silently followed him to the railing. Thinking of Qi Dabing's declaration in the room that was like grinding steel, thinking of those stormy statements about the theory of evolution, he could not help but frown slightly. He thought that if that person was given a chance, perhaps he really could have grown into a character like Pabre.
"But people with ability often think too highly of themselves, and people who think too highly of themselves die easily because they always feel that they are fated and will not die so easily."
Huai Fu Chai slowly walked to the railing and extended his left hand to caress the intricate patterns on the railing. He looked at the white clouds drifting outside the building and said with a calm expression, "However, I am the only one truly fated in the entire universe. Since childhood, countless people have tried to kill me, but I am still alive.
"As a monarch, I have to have unworldly self-confidence, so I have never worried that the battleships of the Federation will be able to destroy this Starseizing Hall. The stars in the universe move and the clouds move, but this palace always exists. I can't even see any possibility of it dying."
Huai Fu Chai looked at the white clouds flowing outside the railing, at the place where the bloodstained thorn fell, at the clouds where his elder brother had fallen. After a long silence, he continued, "If you think about it carefully, I do not have many regrets in this life, other than Li Pifu dying too early. That day, when I heard that he had died, I suddenly realized that I could not find an opponent. Do you understand that kind of loneliness?"
Xu Le looked at the somewhat melancholy back of this monarch and couldn't help but think of some of the special literary descriptions in Schiller's novels, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.
The same words, when spoken by different people, had completely different effects. If it was a hedonistic son sighing about his loneliness, it would only make others feel annoyed and disgusted, but the man who said this was the master of the Left Sky Star Region, the man with the most authority in this part of the universe, so it was only right and proper.
Huai Fu Chai's face carried a faint hint of self-mockery as he sighed emotionally. "In the eyes of many people, and in your eyes, this battle before you is hair-raising, but in my eyes, it is nothing more than a game. These little fellows are messing around, do I have to participate?"
"After Father and Master passed away, I waited here for Li Pifu for twenty years, but in the end, he hid by that lake and refused to come out. Since he is dead, where can I find an opponent? "
Xu Le's brows rose slightly. "But many people have already died."
"People will die. Li Pifu will die, I will die, you will also die. The fate of people is death, and the reason people live is because they want to live to the fullest."
Huai Fu Chai turned to look at him. "I am an emperor, I do not have the right to the fullest. Since you want to go to the fullest, I will not stop you."
"But you must remember, no matter where you go, no matter what you do, my blood flows in your body. Your glory and fall will be draped in the name of the Huai family."
"Even if you are going to die, you must find a way to die that will not disgrace me."
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On the way out of the Royal Palace, Xu Le silently thought about the seemingly meaningless conversation in Zhaixing Hall. He didn't feel much emotion or sympathy for the monarch who had guarded the Royal Palace alone for decades. He only thought about how this monarch clearly had a vision, willpower, and determination that ordinary people could not reach. He might even have great power that was no less than Li Pifu's, but because of that obsession that crossed his heart and made him unable to be happy, he waited his entire life only to see Li Pifu die of old age. Just how much meaning did such a life have? And what was the meaning of his own life?
Mu En was waiting for him outside the palace gates. He looked with some surprise at this underworld boss who was still wearing black fur. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "I heard that you are now a special official of the Bureau of Intelligence?"
"My rank is very low. Although I have the protection of Her Highness, you also know that the various departments are filled with nobles and even members of the royal family. It is not easy for a commoner like me to rise up the ranks."
As if he didn't see the emotions in Xu Le's eyes, Mu En smiled and walked side by side with him under the shade of a tree. He said, "Looks like you don't plan to stay in the Royal Palace?"
"Yes. I'm not used to many of the details of life here. " Xu Le turned his head and glanced at the official who was still respectfully kneeling on the ground outside the palace gates. He said, "For example, this kind of scene."
He and Mu En had a friendship forged through a hail of bullets. Although they had gone through life and death together on the valley road to the south of Tianjing and had worked together to bury the bodies of many soldiers from the resistance organization, given his temperament, he was still unable to let go of Mu En's betrayal.
However, he had now become someone who had no right to speak of his position. Naturally, he had no right to criticize others. Or rather, it could be said that he had lost some sort of confidence.
Mu En keenly sensed his true emotions and said with a slight self-deprecating smile, "I am not the Emperor's son."
Saying such words in the Empire was, without a doubt, a heinous crime. The person who said it could wash their neck clean and summon all the women and children in their family to wash their necks together. However, Mu En said it so indifferently. Xu Le also understood. He paused in his steps, shook his head, and patted his shoulder with a smile.
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