The overly powerful ability also put a huge load on the body, and all the emperors died early.
Therefore, the ruling power was divided among the prime ministers early, and the children of the royal family either honed their skills in the training ground or accumulated military merits on the battlefield.
But the war in this generation is not fierce, and the empire has the advantage. The heirs at the top of the line are waiting for the emperor to die in the central galaxy, and no one goes to the battlefield!
It is true that people cannot trust them to entrust the burden of the empire to them.
Many people speculated that the emperor dug out the late emperor's illegitimate son and gave him the right to inherit in order to inspire them, so that he could use him to inspire these ineffective younger brothers.
This royal banquet is also the introduction banquet for this one.
Sandra Wilson ignored her male companion. She glanced around and saw Lingchan not far away.
Her eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to get closer.
…
Lingchan stood quietly in the crowd.
The square before charging was very open, and even after occupying a lot of people, it was still not crowded. However, the area around the heroine was extremely empty, and the people around her were hiding far away as if they were taking refuge.
It was very quiet, with only the voice of the system shouting in my ears: [Damn Roy, I left you here alone at this time! How abominable! 】
Roy was supposed to be with the heroine, but he was called away temporarily.
The system complained: [Before, I acted like I was the best in the world, but now I am unreliable at all! What if these people bully you? 】
How could he leave the heroine here alone?
This emperor is not a good person at first glance! The banquet held is probably too big, and the system is really worried.
Lingchan was not worried at all. She wanted to comfort the system anyway, but a beautiful red-haired girl suddenly appeared next to her, "Long time no see! This beautiful lady!"
"Long time no see, Sandra," Lingchan smiled, "Are you okay? Were you injured in the spacecraft crash before?"
"What can happen to me? I ran away a long time ago. What if I heard that you and Talsma lived in the desert star and lived a very hard life? He is really a useless man."
Sandra Wilson's disdainful review.
Lingchan just laughed. She changed the subject and asked, "Sandra, do you know who will attend this royal banquet today?"
"High-ranking nobles, basically the same group of people hold banquets every year. It's not interesting." Sandra said, lowering her voice mysteriously, "But the temple didn't send the Son of God this time! How strange."
"Did the Son of God come to every big banquet in the past?"
"Of course, that's why it's strange that he didn't come this time." Sandra Wilson said with a smile: "Everyone guessed that it was because the emperor was seriously ill and the temple was secretly plotting something evil."
Yeah?
Lingchan didn't think so.
Andel...is he okay? If he doesn't come, is it because the temple doesn't allow him to come, or is he no longer able to come?
Lingchan was worried about him.
The two chatted for a while, and the door soon opened. A group of nobles walked into the banquet hall elegantly, and one by one they saluted and said hello like the emperor sitting at the top.
Talsma's seat was at the front this time, and Roy returned to Lingchan's side before saluting.
Lingchan took his arm and walked into the banquet hall.
The emperor sat at the very back, with a screen in front of him, completely hiding his figure.
Lingchan took Roy's arm, followed the guidance of the attendant in front of the screen, and saluted towards the screen.
The girl squatted and bent over, her skirt spread and closed like a flower, elegant and beautiful.
Roy put one hand on his chest, smiled respectfully, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, Roy Talsma and his fiancée would like to send their regards to you."
"Fiancée?" A very familiar voice sounded from behind the screen. Lou Yunting said slowly: "Why didn't I know?"
"It's just an engagement banquet. It's not a big event. I only invited my own relatives and friends." Roy said calmly: "His Highness has just returned to the central galaxy. Talsma has no intention of disturbing His Highness with such trivial matters."
"This is an engagement banquet, and you don't have a big one?" Lou Yunting snorted and mocked: "Miss Jiang, look, he can't even bear to have a grand engagement banquet, how can he be worthy of you?"
"Don't provoke unmarried couples, and don't look too ridiculous." Another voice came from behind the screen. Ling Chan had no influence on the timbre, but sitting behind the screen with Lou Yunting and the emperor, he must also be a member of the royal family.
"I know that your family is unhappy and you have a family but no one to support you, so why don't you come out and embarrass yourself?"
"Tsk, tsk, how pitiful."
Lou Yunting's words seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest. Before Roy could even open his mouth to defend himself, several princes appeared one after another, all talking against Lou Yunting.
Lingchan found it a bit funny. She lowered her head and endured the trembling of her shoulders.
Roy's hand slid down quietly and squeezed the girl's palm. His hand was warm and generous, and he squeezed Lingchan's fingertips comfortingly. The rough calluses left by years of training made Lingchan feel a little itchy.
She held it back and gently scratched the thick calluses on Roy's long fingers.
The voice behind the screen stopped at some point, and there was a strange silence in the air. Roy glanced at the attendant, and the attendant's throat moved slightly. He waited for a while, but there was still no sound behind the screen, and then he said: "Please You two stand down."
The big chaebol who controlled the economic lifeline of the empire walked into the banquet hall with his fiancée.
The attendant was sweating coldly and looking behind the screen silently. As a herald, his position was very clever. He had to be able to see the actions of the ministers in front of the screen and the emperor's instructions behind the screen at the same time. But now, he hated that he could see too clearly from his position.
Behind the screen, Lou Yunting sighed deeply, "Why are you speaking so unpleasantly? Isn't that right?"
Under his feet were several heirs to the throne.
The overly powerful ability also put a huge load on the body, and all the emperors died early.
Therefore, the ruling power was divided among the prime ministers early, and the children of the royal family either honed their skills in the training ground or accumulated military merits on the battlefield.
But the war in this generation is not fierce, and the empire has the advantage. The heirs at the top of the line are waiting for the emperor to die in the central galaxy, and no one goes to the battlefield!
It is true that people cannot trust them to entrust the burden of the empire to them.
Many people speculated that the emperor dug out the late emperor's illegitimate son and gave him the right to inherit in order to inspire them, so that he could use him to inspire these ineffective younger brothers.
This royal banquet is also the introduction banquet for this one.
Sandra Wilson ignored her male companion. She glanced around and saw Lingchan not far away.
Her eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to get closer.
…
Lingchan stood quietly in the crowd.
The square before charging was very open, and even after occupying a lot of people, it was still not crowded. However, the area around the heroine was extremely empty, and the people around her were hiding far away as if they were taking refuge.
It was very quiet, with only the voice of the system shouting in my ears: [Damn Roy, I left you here alone at this time! How abominable! 】
Roy was supposed to be with the heroine, but he was called away temporarily.
The system complained: [Before, I acted like I was the best in the world, but now I am unreliable at all! What if these people bully you? 】
How could he leave the heroine here alone?
This emperor is not a good person at first glance! The banquet held is probably too big, and the system is really worried.
Lingchan was not worried at all. She wanted to comfort the system anyway, but a beautiful red-haired girl suddenly appeared next to her, "Long time no see! This beautiful lady!"
"Long time no see, Sandra," Lingchan smiled, "Are you okay? Were you injured in the spacecraft crash before?"
"What can happen to me? I ran away a long time ago. What if I heard that you and Talsma lived in the desert star and lived a very hard life? He is really a useless man."
Sandra Wilson's disdainful review.
Lingchan just laughed. She changed the subject and asked, "Sandra, do you know who will attend this royal banquet today?"
"High-ranking nobles, basically the same group of people hold banquets every year. It's not interesting." Sandra said, lowering her voice mysteriously, "But the temple didn't send the Son of God this time! How strange."
"Did the Son of God come to every big banquet in the past?"
"Of course, that's why it's strange that he didn't come this time." Sandra Wilson said with a smile: "Everyone guessed that it was because the emperor was seriously ill and the temple was secretly plotting something evil."
Yeah?
Lingchan didn't think so.
Andel...is he okay? If he doesn't come, is it because the temple doesn't allow him to come, or is he no longer able to come?
Lingchan was worried about him.
The two chatted for a while, and the door soon opened. A group of nobles walked into the banquet hall elegantly, and one by one they saluted and said hello like the emperor sitting at the top.
Talsma's seat was at the front this time, and Roy returned to Lingchan's side before saluting.
Lingchan took his arm and walked into the banquet hall.
The emperor sat at the very back, with a screen in front of him, completely hiding his figure.
Lingchan took Roy's arm, followed the guidance of the attendant in front of the screen, and saluted towards the screen.
The girl squatted and bent over, her skirt spread and closed like a flower, elegant and beautiful.
Roy put one hand on his chest, smiled respectfully, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, Roy Talsma and his fiancée would like to send their regards to you."
"Fiancée?" A very familiar voice sounded from behind the screen. Lou Yunting said slowly: "Why didn't I know?"
"It's just an engagement banquet. It's not a big event. I only invited my own relatives and friends." Roy said calmly: "His Highness has just returned to the central galaxy. Talsma has no intention of disturbing His Highness with such trivial matters."
"This is an engagement banquet, and you don't have a big one?" Lou Yunting snorted and mocked: "Miss Jiang, look, he can't even bear to have a grand engagement banquet, how can he be worthy of you?"
"Don't provoke unmarried couples, and don't look too ridiculous." Another voice came from behind the screen. Ling Chan had no influence on the timbre, but sitting behind the screen with Lou Yunting and the emperor, he must also be a member of the royal family.
"I know that your family is unhappy and you have a family but no one to support you, so why don't you come out and embarrass yourself?"
"Tsk, tsk, how pitiful."
Lou Yunting's words seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest. Before Roy could even open his mouth to defend himself, several princes appeared one after another, all talking against Lou Yunting.
Lingchan found it a bit funny. She lowered her head and endured the trembling of her shoulders.
Roy's hand slid down quietly and squeezed the girl's palm. His hand was warm and generous, and he squeezed Lingchan's fingertips comfortingly. The rough calluses left by years of training made Lingchan feel a little itchy.
She held it back and gently scratched the thick calluses on Roy's long fingers.
The voice behind the screen stopped at some point, and there was a strange silence in the air. Roy glanced at the attendant, and the attendant's throat moved slightly. He waited for a while, but there was still no sound behind the screen, and then he said: "Please You two stand down."
The big chaebol who controlled the economic lifeline of the empire walked into the banquet hall with his fiancée.
The attendant was sweating coldly and looking behind the screen silently. As a herald, his position was very clever. He had to be able to see the actions of the ministers in front of the screen and the emperor's instructions behind the screen at the same time. But now, he hated that he could see too clearly from his position.
(End of chapter)
