A blood-stained flag,
Behind the door that separated the front door.
In front of the door, the street was sunny,
Smoke filled the air.
Cannons were pulled up, clothes were rolled up,
Soldiers were covered in dust.
Behind the door,
The council hall was dimly lit, extravagantly exquisite.
Smooth fabric,
Complicated decorations,
Fair skin,
She had a plump and decent face.
The young man standing in front of the flag had a few drops of blood on his cheek,
On his almost pale face,
It looked even more mysterious and seductive. He licked the corner of his lips and smiled. "I don't think I'm late. Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you. "
"Traitor!" Among the councilors behind the door,
Someone finally reacted,
He frowned. "Eugene!
You betrayed your ideals! "
Eugene didn't answer. The Emperor sneered, "What do you mean traitor? Compared to colluding with foreign countries and getting acquainted with traitors,
Threatening everyone in the royal family,
This troublemaking kid is the real Guardian of Luster. "
The soldiers swarmed forward.
Bard, who had no surname, was escorted out by the soldiers,
When he passed by the Emperor,
He paused,
The soldiers pinched him but he couldn't move. However, he said, "Allen, until now, I still think that you are one of the proudest students I have ever taught."
Bard's eyes reflected the tall Emperor.
He looked at the Emperor and smiled benevolently, just as he had done in his last class.
*
After Bard and the others were escorted out, Eugene returned. The Emperor was already surrounded by a circle of people.
If there was someone who had been in the business world for a long time, they would definitely be able to recognize that the people around the Emperor, other than the old people, who were second only to the royal family, were mostly the top merchants in Lushite, as well as the wealthy upstarts.
Including the big bankers, the rich big factory owners. Among them, there was the Stoke family, who had opened banks all over Tessie. Their family controlled several gold mines, and they were related to the old nobles. They could even be considered relatives to the royal family.
Eugene walked over and greeted the Emperor's brother-in-law. He then lowered his head and greeted the old man closest to the Emperor, "Grandfather." After a pause, he called another middle-aged man, "Second Uncle."
Among them, the old man closest to the Emperor had white hair and beard, but his white hair was neatly combed. He had a mole on his right cheek, and he wore an old-fashioned ceremonial robe with a row of Lordship medals. He was about sixty years old.
Allan I stood in front of the old man like an ordinary junior, supporting him. "Sir, why have you come in person?"
The old man chuckled. "Young people are full of vigor. I'm worried."
The other middle-aged man standing beside the Emperor, whom Eugene called Second Uncle, was in his forties. He had a head of black hair and was dressed in black, with only a cheap silver watch hanging in front of his chest. His features were gentle and handsome, and he was a very handsome man. He explained to the Emperor, "Father-in-law is worried that the younger generation won't do well, so he called us over."
The Emperor smiled and said, "Uncle is also here. How is Second Aunt's health? "
The handsome middle-aged man said, "My wife is fine, but she misses Your Majesty and the Empress very much."
After a few casual words, the last young councilor who came with Bard was dragged out by the soldiers rudely.
He frowned. "Your Majesty, Bard deserves to die, but you also know that he is the best at confusing people."
The other people around the Emperor, who had big bellies and jewelry, also hurriedly said, "The younger generation is ignorant, please forgive them, Your Majesty."
Those who stood with Bard were quite a few of the younger generation of these families.
Eugene greeted them and kept his head down, standing silently at the side. At this moment, he said with a slightly malicious smile, "The younger generation is ignorant? Didn't they use money to support the nameless people? Didn't you all agree? "
"Eugene Stoker!" The handsome middle-aged man reprimanded.
Eugene's lips curled into a smile, and he stopped talking.
The Emperor was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's wrong with that? The children are not sensible, and it is worth worrying about. However, lock them up for a few days, a small punishment is necessary. "
The meeting hall was cold. As soon as the Emperor finished speaking, the group of people who had hurried over let out a sigh of relief and could be heard.
The Empress' grandfather, Grand Duke Shi Luocha, was in between the eyebrows and eyes.
At this moment, he said to his second son-in-law, "I am also old and confused. Your Majesty is young and strong, and has always been the most clear-headed. What do we have to worry about? Let's go. "
The Emperor watched as Grand Duke Shi Luocha led the group away.
Outside the window, the sun was setting in the west. The red light shone into the hall, dragging the Emperor's shadow long.
He muttered to himself, "One of the proudest students? Pfft. "
*
That night, when Allan I fell asleep, he dreamed of the time when he set foot on this territory again. It was a particularly cold winter.
The snowflakes flew especially big.
Piece by piece, the blackened bloodstains were covered with pure white blood.
The down-and-out prince rode his horse back to the Jade Palace.
When he passed by the city wall, he reined in his horse. The cold snow covered his hair and eyelashes.
In order to prevent it from rotting, Old Wang's head, which had been pickled and dried, was hung on the city wall.
Thousands of people went, and tens of thousands went. The rain and wind blew, and it became a piece of bacon hanging high.
Under everyone's gaze, the prince looked away from the head in shock. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Let's go."
Welcoming the new Emperor, the potbellied big shots revealed satisfied smiles.
Behind him, his cousin, who he had sacrificed to a minister, rode past him and whispered, "Trash."
Her tone was low, but in the blink of an eye, she laughed and teased her vulgar and dirty husband.
In the wind and snow, the head gradually disappeared. It slowly shrank into a small black dot.
"Phew!"
In the middle of the night, his forehead was covered in sweat. He reached out to touch it, and it was cold.
Soft hair hung down beside him, and a fragrant breath blew warmly on his cheek. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? "
Allen hugged his wife and looked at the map of Luster's sea border painted on the top of the tent. He suddenly sighed softly, "I dreamed of the day I returned to the capital. There is a very, very rare heavy snow in Lusk. "
Lillian's sleepy eyes were misty, but she instantly woke up. "Ah, are you talking about the day I reunited with you?"
The whole of Bona had turned into a city of snow. The boundless whiteness covered the city's decayed appearance after the chaos.
He went down the horse tower. She pushed open the window and leaned against the door to look.
He was down and out, wearing plain clothes and old armor. His eyebrows were stained with snow, and his body was about to turn into a snowman. He was terrified and submissive. His heroic eyebrows were drooping, and he smiled at the people around him. Only his back was straight.
She was delicate and wore fine clothes with pearls, but her face showed the fear of having just come out of a convent. When she knew nothing about the world, she was forced to throw herself into one extravagant life after another. She was decorated for the rich and new nobles to judge.
Their gazes met in the snow.
She closed the window. He lowered his head.
Lillian recalled, "You're good everywhere. It's just that the color of the horse you rode was really ugly. It was black and so thin that it lost hair."
Allen smiled. "You have a good memory. Then do you remember my vow to you before we got married? "
The beautiful empress said, "Oh, to be buried in the same coffin for the rest of our lives when our hair is white?"
Ellen stroked her hair. "That's not right. It's the previous sentence. "
"I have nothing. But I am the Lord of Luster. In the future, I will give you my empire. "
Lillian remembered.
This was his marriage vow.
When they got married in front of the palace that still had bloodstains from the past, the arrogant relatives and the high and mighty priests on both sides looked at her and him as if they were looking at a pair of horses that could barely be called noble bloodlines and were brought here for breeding.
The young couple leaned closer, and she whispered, "Forget it, I don't want any empire. There's nothing to see. As long as you and I are a long-lived couple, it's enough for a lifetime. "
He looked at her deeply and replied in a low voice, "I know this empire is not good-looking. You have always wanted it to be good-looking. "
At that time, the prince who had just obtained the promise of the nobles to help him ascend the throne exhaled a breath of cold air and said word by word, "I will definitely erase its dilapidated old appearance and give it to you in its brand-new and most beautiful appearance."
*
Outside the window, dawn gradually broke, and the horizon shimmered. Bona, like a black silhouette, was painted by a painter bit by bit.
The Zhi Zun couple had already woken up and were leaning on each other.
Lillian stared at her husband and asked with a soft and infatuated smile, "Is it not beautiful enough now?"
"Not enough." Allen didn't look at her. He looked out the window at the city that was painted bit by bit and said, "But soon, it will be worthy of your beauty."
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