Everyday people covet my beauty

In the Rose Castle of the Galactic Empire, Nicholas, the supervising prince, was discussing court matters with several ministers of his own faction in a low voice, while Albert, the head of the royal family, stood behind him.

The lights in the room were dim, and the maids on the side stood motionless by the wall like statues.Although this small meeting had lasted for nearly half a day, none of these maids dared to move their sore ankles a little bit, and they even slowed down their breathing as much as possible.

The only sound in the air was the discussion between Nicholas and several ministers.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of something breaking from nowhere in the room.

Although the voices were not loud, the poor maids immediately showed expressions of extreme panic. They rolled their eyes in despair and searched for things that might be broken, hoping to make up for their mistakes before Nicholas found out. Before they had time to find the broken thing, Nicholas who was sitting at the table slowly raised his head.

"You're bothering me so much." He said calmly, he didn't seem to be angry, but all the maids fell to their knees one after another, and even the most determined one couldn't stop trembling.

No one begged for mercy, no one dared—they just knelt there tremblingly, like lambs ready to be slaughtered.

Nicholas lazily raised his hand and spread his five fingers, and countless sharp metal spears emerged silently, with sharp handles suspended in the air. Aiming at them, they still couldn't help feeling terrified.

"Albert." Nicholas said suddenly, he turned his head, and said to Albert who was standing behind him: "Let's select a new batch of maids tonight. The last few batches have some..." He thought for a while, He clenched his palms sharply and neatly: "...it doesn't work very well."

"Yes, Your Highness." Albert replied in a gentle voice.

The metal spears suspended in the air froze for a moment, and then shot towards the walls in all directions, and the room was suddenly filled with a pungent bloody smell.

"Your Highness." Alberto handed over a plain white handkerchief at the right time, and Nicholas took it casually, and roughly wiped his fingers that were not stained with anything.

"Recently, I always feel a little upset and irritable, and you know, Lone's tolerance for those who do wrong things... has never been very high."

Nicholas' delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was explaining to the ministers: "Let's discuss this for now, I feel uneasy, and the rest will be discussed in the future."

The blood of the maids is still flowing on the floor. Although Nicholas' words are very perfunctory, no minister dares to refute: If they really have the arrogance to scream at injustice, they will definitely not be willing to do so because of a little profit. Beneath the flag of Nicholas, the pseudo-prince.

When the guards outside opened the door and dragged the maids out of the room one by one, several ministers stood up one after another and walked through the door without turning their eyes.Shocking bloodstains wiped across the floor beside their feet, but none of these ministers took a second look at those bloodstains.

Nicholas leaned back on the seat in a very imageless manner, fanning the wind with the plain white handkerchief Albert had just handed him.

"I'm really not feeling well recently." He watched the last minister turn from the end of the corridor, waving the handkerchief in his hand more urgently: "...I always feel that something unexpected will happen..."

Nicholas paused, he subconsciously stopped fanning, held the handkerchief in his hand, and slowly kneaded it into a ball.

"How is my dear queen mother?"

"No news has come yet." Albert said calmly. In a corner where Nicholas couldn't see, he stuffed a broken jade tablet deeper into his pocket.

The jade tablet of the temple... just suddenly shattered.

This is also the source of the sound that killed the maids.

……What on earth happened?

Countless thoughts flashed through Albert's mind, but in the end he just took a step back with a smile, stretched out his hand to Nicholas and said, "Your Highness, it will be dinner time in half an hour."

"Okay, okay, dinner." Nicholas muttered, standing up reluctantly, he was about to take a step, but suddenly stopped, pointing to the front and said to Albert: "You go first."

The road ahead has not been cleaned up, and the blood of the maids still remains on the floor. The semi-coagulated blood is smeared on the light-colored floor, which looks very glaring.

"Of course, Your Highness." Albert remained motionless. He kept a smile on his face. When he walked outside the gate first, when he passed by Nicholas, Albert turned his head and glanced at Nicholas, and said in a very soft voice. : "I have to remind you, Your Highness... your approach is very naive."

Nicholas' face suddenly became very ugly.

Albert chuckled, and instead of maintaining the image of a dedicated royal housekeeper in front of others, he strode directly to the door.

He didn't even look back at Nicholas again.

Nicholas looked at his back uncertainly, and suddenly waved his hand, ruthlessly throwing the crumpled handkerchief into the black shadow left behind Albert.

"As long as I have a handle..." He said darkly, and at the same time slammed on the wooden door beside him.

Wisps of finely divided powder fell from his pocket, but Nicholas didn't notice it.

……

Gu Qingxuan suddenly raised his head, and glanced in an extremely distant direction as if feeling something.

If Elder Huaide and his like are still alive, they must be able to recognize that what he is looking at at this moment is the direction of the temple.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?" Caesar, who was sitting next to him, asked with concern, Gu Qingxuan came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing... just seems to see a few flying insects."

As he spoke, he raised his hand calmly, and snuffed out a ray of spiritual consciousness that came from the end of the endless void.

There was a faint cry of pain in the air, and Caesar frowned, as if he heard the cry of pain, but he didn't say anything, just glanced at Gu Qingxuan twice.

"There is no redness or swelling, and there is no wound. It is probably not a blood-sucking bug."

While speaking very seriously, he pressed a nearby button without hesitation, starting the overall disinfection procedure of the entire spaceship.

Lawrence, who was walking from the kitchen to the bedroom with a bunch of snacks, was caught off guard by the fresh flower-scented disinfectant spray.

"I seem to hear something."

Gu Qingxuan looked into the corridor suspiciously. Caesar quickly opened his personal terminal under the cover of the table in front of him. After seeing Lawrence jumping in the middle of the corridor, he immediately closed his personal terminal.He coughed twice, and said, "I just started the disinfection procedure, and the spaceship is cleaning itself now. Your Highness, what you heard may be the sound of flying insects on the ship."

"...Really?" Gu Qingxuan was skeptical, he felt that the voice was quite loud, it didn't sound like it was made by some insects, but it was a bit like someone jumping up and down and cursing... But at this moment, Caesar was very calm and his face was unmoved. With a little ups and downs, his whole body exuded a loyal and trustworthy aura, which made Gu Qingxuan feel involuntarily that what he said should be right, and that the sound outside was indeed caused by some kind of flying insect.

It's just a trivial matter anyway...

Gu Qingxuan gave up on getting to the bottom of it.

It has been a few days since Gu Qingxuan set up an ambush in the chaotic place and killed many temple monks, and the spaceship of the Galactic Empire group has already flown about half of the distance on the road.A little earlier, Caesar suddenly found Gu Qingxuan and said that he wanted to have a private talk with him - so now, they sat down together in an inconspicuous cubicle of the spaceship, ready to "talk" alone .

The previous episode did not leave much trace in Gu Qingxuan's heart, so he quickly asked about the serious matter.

"What exactly do you want to talk to me about today?" Gu Qingxuan asked, gathering his spiritual power, and formed a crystal clear sphere on his fingertips.Caesar subconsciously looked at the sphere, hesitated for a moment and said: "...Actually, I shouldn't be the one to talk about this matter."

"If you weren't going to say something, you wouldn't have come to me at all."

Gu Qingxuan snorted lightly, and casually pushed the crystal ball, making it twirl on his fingertips, and at the same time signaled him to skip those meaningless nonsense.

Caesar was silent for a moment because of Gu Qingxuan's directness.

"...It's like this, Your Highness." He rearranged his thoughts, and his expression soon became serious: "You may have heard that the current emperor of the empire, that is, your father, Alexander the Great— —has an adopted son who is not related by blood."

"I know, it's His Royal Highness Prince Nicholas." Gu Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: He remembered that His Royal Highness, when he was looking up the relevant information of the super energy stone, his Royal Highness gave him the Canlong leather chair Very impressed.

Caesar immediately corrected: "No, he is not qualified to be called His Highness by you. You are the real prince of the empire. Nicholas is just a false king in front of you."

"That's not the point right now."

Gu Qingxuan said bluntly: "The point is... What is the relationship between him and what you are going to say today."

"Perhaps you have noticed something wrong with Her Highness the Queen recently." Caesar said lightly, but his words also managed to attract Gu Qingxuan's attention.

He used his spiritual sense to control the aura to continuously draw the magic circle on the small ball, and at the same time, he recalled the situation of Rio Livia in the recent period...

——Olivia is indeed a little bit wrong recently.

To be precise, the closer she was to the Galactic Empire, the more out of place she seemed.

Gu Qingxuan caught up with them a day and a half ago. Olivia was pleasantly surprised when she saw him, but she seemed to remember something very quickly, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

In the following day and a half, she seemed to have something to say to Gu Qingxuan, but she always hesitated to speak, and she spent more and more time in a daze. When she looked at Gu Qingxuan's back , there is often an inexplicable melancholy and sadness in Gu Qingxuan's eyes, but when Gu Qingxuan turned his head and looked at her, that sadness would suddenly disappear, as if it had never existed.

"I think it's because Her Highness the Queen found out that there is something that she must tell you."

Caesar tried his best to keep his voice as steady as possible, but Gu Qingxuan still keenly sensed an ominous aura in his voice—obviously, the words that made Olivia hesitate to speak and made Caesar feel uncomfortable , is by no means a good thing to celebrate.Instead, it could be so bad that they don't know what to say.

He slowly traced the context of the matter, the empress, the prince, the Galactic Empire...Suddenly, Gu Qingxuan discovered where the ominous aura came from.

It was as if a ray of fire streaked across the dark sky, and this idea popped out of his mind, drawing a long trail of smoke and clouds.

"...how is His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire?"

Gu Qingxuan stopped drawing the magic circle on the ball, he raised his eyes and looked at Caesar on the opposite side.

Caesar stood up in silence, and knelt down beside the table.

"Please mourn, Your Highness." He whispered, with an uncontrollable trembling in his voice: "...On the same day that Her Highness the Queen left the empire, the false crown prince united with the Temple to assassinate His Majesty Alexander and the Duke of Amersfield... ..."

With a sound of "ding", Gu Qingxuan forgot to maintain the balance of the ball, and the crystal clear spirit ball that was almost engraved with magic circles fell from his fingertips, fell to the ground, and rolled into the corner of the floor middle.

"This is impossible..." He said subconsciously, some thoughts quickly passed through his heart, and were quickly covered by other thoughts, Gu Qingxuan slowly pursed his lips.He looked at Caesar kneeling in front of him, and suddenly remembered something.

"and many more."

He said suddenly, and after a pause, Gu Qingxuan stared at Caesar's drooping hair, and asked him word by word: "I remember you told me your full name...now, please tell me again Once, what is your last name?"

If he remembers correctly...

Gu Qingxuan looked at Caesar, and then realized that he must have remembered correctly.

Caesar buried his head deeply in front of him, and for a moment or two, his shoulders seemed to tremble a little, but they soon regained their stability.

He heard Caesar's voice ringing in his ears, it was still so calm, but it was like a volcano about to erupt, the suppressed deep-seated anger was lurking under the calm surface.

"My surname is Amersfield, Your Highness." Caesar said softly, "The deceased Duke of Amersfield is my biological father."

As these words were spit out, the atmosphere in the cubicle suddenly fell into silence.

Gu Qingxuan bowed down!He leaned forward, tapped the little spirit bead lightly, and the bead that had rolled into the corner was returned to his hand in a steady stream.He held the bead, pondered for a moment and said, "Give me a little of your blood."

"...Yes, Your Highness." Caesar didn't ask him why.Gu Qingxuan said that he wanted "a little", so he directly cut his arm with the dagger.

The blood beads containing a faint chill slid down the skin, and soon gathered on the ground, converging into a shallow puddle, Gu Qingxuan slowly drew a few symbols in the air, those symbols absorbed the spiritual energy, condensed Became a glittering character.Gu Qingxuan stretched out his hand and pushed them, and they were thrown into the pool of blood one after another, and soon the blood also emitted a faint golden light.

Caesar was habitually preparing to stop the bleeding on his arm, but Gu Qingxuan held him back. He stretched out his white fingertips and stroked slowly an inch above Caesar's wound, and the wound miraculously healed quickly.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Caesar looked deeply into Gu Qingxuan's eyes, there seemed to be something extra in his icy blue eyes, which made him look full of charm at the moment.

Gu Qingxuan withdrew his hand somewhat uncomfortably.

"I don't think your father is dead." He lowered his eyes, looking at the pool of blood and said.

"This is a small technique that I... got by chance. It can detect the safety of blood relatives through blood. A golden light like this means that your father is in good condition. Not only is he alive, but he is also... unharmed ?”

Caesar's pupils dilated slightly, and his fingers tightened slightly, but soon relaxed again.

"...Actually, I also had some guesses before, but I just haven't found any evidence." To Gu Qingxuan's surprise, Caesar did not question his conclusion, but said directly according to his words: "Because my father's tombstone The date of birth and death has never been engraved on the calendar, which is not in line with etiquette, so I think there must be something strange..."

Gu Qingxuan didn't speak, he stared at the light emitting from the pool of blood for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand, and cut the wrist of his left hand.

"Since your father has nothing to do... then, the next verification."

He stretched out his hand, letting the blood drip down his wrist, while his right hand drew a very similar symbol in the air.

That pool of blood exuded a strange mixed light of gold and black.

"This is...?" Caesar asked hesitantly, Gu Qingxuan was silent for a while, and said: "The body is dead, but the soul is not injured."

This situation is very rare for ordinary people.

The death of the body is already very complete for a mortal: they have no way to make the soul last forever.Not to mention mortals who have no power at all, even the supernatural beings in this world, as long as they have not cultivated their spiritual power, their souls will dissipate up to seven days after death.His Majesty Alexander is not a genius in cultivating the soul. Even with the suppression of the fate of the Galactic Empire, after his accidental death, the retention time of the soul will not exceed half a month.

"How long has it been since it happened? Has it been half a month?" Gu Qingxuan asked Caesar.Although he only said a "thing" briefly, Caesar was very clear that what Gu Qingxuan was referring to was the assassination of His Majesty Alexander and the Duke of Amersfield.

He made a little calculation in his mind, and then said, "It's been more than a few months."

"Really..." Gu Qingxuan's brows tightened, such a long period of time meant that there must have been external interference.He tried to draw His Majesty Alexander's soul with the blood of his body, but failed as expected - obviously something was imprisoning him.

Was it the temple?Gu Qingxuan recalled Elder Huaide's attitude towards fellow souls that day, and there was a moment of murderous intent in his heart.

"I didn't know that the temple would be interested in the souls of mortals."

He said in a low voice, with a faint sharpness in his eyes: "No...he is not just a mortal, as an emperor, his soul will definitely be contaminated with the aura of an emperor..."

A soul with the air of an emperor is indeed a good thing for those ghost monks, but if it falls into the hands of ghost monks, even the soul of Da Luo Jinxian will be tossed and dimmed by them.Judging by the blood light, Alexander's soul is obviously full of energy, except that he does not have his own body, it is almost the same as the soul of a normal mortal.

Could it be that he encountered some ambitious ghost cultivator?What kind of ghost do you want to cultivate the emperor's soul?

Gu Qingxuan fell into deep thought.

Caesar didn't quite understand what he said, but according to what he could understand, he asked Gu Qingxuan a question.

"Is His Majesty's soul in the temple? Maybe I can send someone to the temple?"

"...I'm not sure..." Gu Qingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up after saying this.

"No, don't send people to the temple." Gu Qingxuan suddenly sped up his speech.He stood up, took out the half-drawn spirit bead, and erased all the magic circles on it without hesitation: "Places like temples are very dangerous for mortals, and without my blood, it is useless to send someone there." ..."

He re-carved the magic circle on the spirit bead extremely quickly, stirring up a little blood bead while engraving, and fused the blood bead and spirit bead into one.Gu Qingxuan called out the bright red red lotus karma fire, and it flickered around the Lingzhu, and soon refined the little bead into brilliance.

Afterwards, Gu Qingxuan took out the psychedelic gem from the Guardian of Spring, hesitated for a moment, and threw it into the fire together.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

Caesar stood up, glanced at Gu Qingxuan, and said, "I'll go see what's going on."

Gu Qingxuan nodded indifferently, and Caesar turned around and walked out the door.After a while, he came back and said as he walked, "...it's nothing serious, it's just that Lawrence came to ask us what we're having for dinner..."

The moment Caesar saw the scene ahead, his words suddenly froze in his throat.

"who!"

Without hesitation, he split the table with lightning, flew in front of Gu Qingxuan, motioned him to hurry up, and watched the people in front of him vigilantly.

Pei Anyuan stood in the cubicle wearing the uniform of a temple monk, smiling at Caesar.