Imperial Glory

Andrew's body swayed and he knelt down weakly, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the cradle.Trolo looked at him with a pitiful but vague smile on his face.Ever since he got in touch with the lab again, betrayed Trolo, and teamed up with them to carry out the kidnapping, he already knew it would end like this.

"You and I are the same kind of people. How can you be superior? Career, love, everything you want, you have it. Why, I can only be a pawn. From the day I married Ceci No, from the day His Majesty Alderaan discovered my existence and took me back, you never thought of letting me live." There was a sharp pain in his stomach, and he was sweating profusely. Lie flat on the ground.He was not reconciled, he managed to escape, but what he got in return was such a day.On the day of his wedding full of joy, when he gave birth to his child, he did not expect that behind the hope was another deep abyss.

Troro crouched down, helped him up, and half-lyed on the chair. "How could the blood of the rebel party be allowed to exist and pass on. As an experimental subject, the probability of giving birth to a healthy child is too small. This is fate."

"Do you believe it? Heh, why do you add to me what you don't even believe?" Andrew said the last sentence angrily, without a sound, took a few breaths with difficulty, and finally died in pain.

The steward helped the prince in, and a steward carried away the baby in the cradle. Trolo took the baby and subconsciously covered the baby's eyes.Self-deception, he sighed softly.

They stood and watched the stewards pack up Andrew's body, and Trolo subconsciously looked at the steward.

"I was born as a pawn of the royal family. Now that I know it, I should obey it." Sensing Trolo's gaze, the secretary said lightly, without any emotion.

"You are tired, go to rest. I will take care of it here." Trolo somehow felt the sadness from his words.This endless power struggle, when will there be an understanding.

Alderaan then sent a message, said a few words of comfort, and said a few more names, letting Trolo choose the one he likes.Trolo silently memorized the names.

"If you don't come back, you can't have children and you can't have a formal name. I think millet cakes are very nice."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

"You must be careful, the child and I are waiting for you." Trolo turned around, looked at the chair where Andrew had been lying on, felt a chill in his heart, and signaled the steward to take care of all these things and show them to Alderaan Looking at the child, he carried him back to the room.

"Trollo, Xu Bai died." Alderaan said a few words before mentioning him. Hearing the silence on the other side of Trolo, he continued: "He insisted on going. He said that since he had found If you know the truth, you don't have to be obsessed with living, and it is an honor to die for the country."

"I know, he started when he wanted to follow the army, that's what he decided."

"I..." There was some noise on Alderaan's side, mixed with someone's report.

"Go ahead, I understand what you want to do." Trolo smiled, lightly placed a kiss on his virtual cheek, and randomly turned off the communication.

On the second day, he secretly set off from the palace with the child to the planet where the former queen was.

The queen was lying on a chair in the courtyard, covered with a thin blanket. When she saw them coming, she stood up and took the child gently.

"Your Majesty the Queen." Trolo saluted her.

"Sit down quickly, you are not in good health, you have worked hard here."

The millet cake held in her arms didn't cry, but giggled at the two of them with a toothless grin.

"This child is very courageous, and he will definitely make a difference in the future." Wen Wei is holding the child, and she has been taking good care of it. Except for a little mental weakness, the whole person is still very young, and time seems to never stop on her. "This child looks like you..." She was stunned for a moment, as if she had mentioned something she shouldn't mention, and suddenly fell silent.Hugging Xiaomi Cake closer to her, she carefully looked at his little face.

"His Royal Highness seems to have something in mind?" Trolo was determined to ask this question. He always felt that there was a big gap between Alderaan and his mother, and now seeing that Wen Wei was not sick. As serious as they say, this knot must be untied.

"Their eyes are exactly the same. For so many years, I dare not even dream of him." Wen Wei closed her eyes wearily, "Some things, let me, a dying person, take them away , you don’t need to know so much. The empire is not peaceful now, and there will always be wars of all sizes in the future. Since you have become a queen, you have to bear your own responsibilities. I am not a qualified queen.”

"I'm going to grow until I can play alongside him."

Wen Wei glanced at him, smiled, patted the millet cake lightly to coax him to sleep, and said softly, "It's great that you can come to see me, I seem to see myself back then, you and him must be good." After the two sat facing each other for a while, the child fell asleep, and Trolo carried him back to his room.

This sanatorium converted from a palace exudes a cold atmosphere from top to bottom, and is not very popular.The stewards also went about their work in silence.It is better to say it is house arrest than to say it is pension.Startled by this sudden thought, Trolo hurried back to his room, watching over the child in peace.

Now is the final stage of the general election, and the three candidates are all trying their best to promote their own policies. Among them, the most vocal is the sudden emergence of Loward, and his strongest competitor is Mira, who opposes the royal family's power.Because of the sudden genetic disease and the problem of banned laboratories, the question of whether the emperor should return the military power is very popular in society.Because of the achievements of the previous emperors, some people still trust the emperor's leadership, while some star regions far away from the capital star do not have a high opinion of the royal family, and hope that the royal family can gradually retreat behind the scenes.

Trolo has always kept in touch with Loward. He changed his hostile attitude and chose to cooperate with the royal family. After all, they all know that since they stand on the capital star, the loss of royal power will not benefit them.

"The general election will be in three days. How sure are you?" Loward sent a communication request.

Trolo exited the bedroom and gently closed the door: "Your Majesty has already discussed, how about you? After taking office, I want to see your ability to settle the council."

"Don't worry, I will. You can be your queen with peace of mind. By the way, I will also help your original family more." Loward smiled inexplicably.

Trolo explained some specific measures, and suddenly saw that his authority connected to the falcon suddenly issued a crash alarm. He hung up the communication in a hurry, connected directly to the falcon's control system, and found that the main control system failed.

"Alderaan! Can you hear me?" Troro called to him anxiously.

There was a hissing noise from the radio waves, and after a deathly silence, a faint voice finally came from there.