How to wear a goddess statue

The owner of the bookstore and the killer involved in this matter were escorted back to the palace of the princess. According to the law, this is only a temporary detention and must be handed over to the Wangcheng Trial Court in a few days.

The die-hard subordinates were watching nearby, anxious in their hearts, and all they could do was return to the master's house as soon as possible and present the news.

When the old man with gray beard heard the report, his face was gloomy for a moment.

For this operation, he didn't have much expectations.

What is a gladiator?If the target is the princess herself, they will definitely design it well, laying out a real net of heaven and earth, killing with one blow.

But it's just a lady officer.No matter how much they wish to get rid of it and then quickly, they don't need to make too much noise. If a trial fails, they can also observe the princess's reaction by the way. If you are careful, you can also push the blame to others. Anyway, the killer and the bookstore owner are both It is unclear who the messenger was.

Wait for the next time to arrange a more perfect time and place, and more experienced killers, even if the female officer grows eagle wings, she won't be able to escape.

If you are lucky, you may be able to take the opportunity to plot against the princess. As long as they succeed, the continuation of the kingdom's bloodline is just around the corner.

The future of the royal family and even Solancia is tied to this thread!

Even if the means are low...

The old man told himself that everything he did was for the royal family and for Solancia.

He let out a long breath, barely suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

But the old man didn't know——

No matter how well he planned in secret, he would never have the chance to do it again.

The assassination of Luotus itself has already touched the bottom line of the princess, it cannot be tolerated, and there is no need to continue to tolerate it.

The hawks in the rock nest opened their sharp eyes, the golden spotted tigers in the jungle sneaked quietly, and under the full moon, the wolf head held high and was about to howl for the first time.

Maybe at this moment.

Maybe in the next second.

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In the routine court meeting a week later, the dignitaries and ministers lined up at both ends of the royal court. They lowered their heads and looked humble, but many people exchanged glances in secret, planning something.

Horst sat on the throne and listened to the audience reporting on the major events of the past few days.

When the last minister finished his report and returned to his original position, Horst looked around: "Do you have anything else to report?"

No other major events happened this week. He thought that this question was just a matter of routine, no one would answer, and the court meeting would end here.

But at the next moment, the hale and hearty old man with a round face came out more and more: "I do have something that I would like to ask Your Majesty to decide."

Horst: "Speak, Podol."

Podol was the oldest old man among the ministers present, but he was not a member of the diehards. By the way, he was the grandfather of the nobleman who invited the princess to hunt.

Podol's round face looked extremely kind: "Your Majesty, recently I have heard some bad rumors about Her Royal Highness."

not too good?

Horst suddenly regained his energy, hid his interest and pride, and said with a straight and worried face: "Really?"

"You also know that Her Royal Highness swore an oath to Goddess Rhodes in exchange for the power to fight for the gods and Solancia. Now this matter has been spread among the people, and the people are full of praise for Her Highness, and they are praising her everywhere. Your Highness's good name."

"..." This is kind of bad.

Podol continued: "But the more it spread, the more they began to recall the military achievements made by the princess when she was underage, and they all felt that His Highness must be a general in command of the northwest border at this time, and then asked His Highness what is his current status—— As the deputy commander of the army, some people complained, and even made inappropriate remarks."

"What's wrong?"

"They said that His Majesty cannot tolerate people."

The voice of the second half of the sentence was very low, but Horst could hear it.

Aleuil has made great achievements in battle, but she is only a small deputy army commander. Before that, she could use the reason that it was not easy to appoint a general in the city of Digbia, but she has been back to Acht for a few months. , I don’t see him getting the general position he deserves. In the eyes of others, isn’t there a problem with the superior?

Horst's face sank invisibly, and he heard Podol's righteous indignation: "This is a baseless slander, a slander to your majesty, you have always been generous, how could you be the kind of person who made things difficult for the daughter of the former king?" .I believe His Majesty must have reasonable considerations, and will never turn a blind eye to the princess's achievements!"

"You're right, but Aleuil is too young, I'm worried that some people will be dissatisfied."

Horst forced a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Carlton, the leader of the pragmatism faction who was born as a commoner, took a step forward and said bluntly, "I disagree, Your Majesty."

Compared with Podol, who is used to beating around the bush, his style has always been straightforward and hits the nail on the head. "His Royal Highness is fully capable of taking on a higher position. She is the warrior of the goddess and an outstanding general."

"As for age, the current city lord of Digbia was only 21 years old when he took the command. The princess' achievements are even better than his, which is enough to convince the public."

Carlton paused for two seconds, bowed and said, "His Royal Highness is worthy of the title of commander in chief. This is just my humble opinion. Please Your Majesty decide."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Lord Carleton is right."

"Your Majesty please decide!"

Officials one after another stepped out of the queue to support Carlton's opinion. Although less than one-fifth of the people stood up, it was a rare situation for so many people to stand out at the same time, let alone how many of them were in the ranks. High-ranking noble officials.

Horst caught sight of his son's expression inadvertently.

Crown Prince Romul watched his supporters frowning in thought, raised his toes, and before he could make the next move, he was pulled by the prime minister beside him.

The prime minister's lips opened and closed imperceptibly, as if to persuade him, but Romul showed a embarrassed expression, but he still didn't take this step.

But that was enough to give Horst a heart attack.

My son, what are you thinking?Is it any good for you to let the blood of the former king gain more power?

Sure enough, Romul was raised too generously and kindly by him, so he couldn't figure out this kind of thing.

Secretly put the plan to reverse the crown prince's thinking on the agenda, and Horst still had to face the troubles at hand. He used the excuse of "the matter is important, we will discuss it next time", and wanted to delay it again and again.

Delay for a while, maybe the diehards will succeed during this period, and he is not completely helpless.

Under the dim candlelight, the quill moves quickly across the dark brown paper, bringing out the starchy white handwriting.

After a while, Horst stopped writing, carefully read what he had written, waited patiently for the liquid to dry, folded and sealed it, and handed it to his subordinates.

"Send this to the city of Surinya, the sun god, to my cousin." Horst ordered, "I remember that Naymar doesn't like Surinya? Then, she will welcome this gift of."

Horst's spies rushed to send the secret letter all the way to Surinia, and handed it to the concubine of the City of the Sun God without passing through anyone else's hands.

The night pearl emits a cold light, against the pale and sharp face of the concubine Shen, it looks more eerie and eerie.

The spy lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the other party. He felt that the concubine was like a ghost floating in the sinner's cemetery in the legend. No wonder His Majesty said that the concubine didn't like Surinia. Which ghost would like the sunny city of the sun god.

After reading the letter, Naymar curled her hair leisurely and said nothing.

It has been a centuries-old tradition for the eldest daughter of the royal family to inherit the position of concubine and high priest of the sun god.

Aleuil got rid of this fate before, and Horst wanted to push her back to the position of the concubine, becoming a puppet who couldn't step out of the city gate.

When Eleuil passed through Surinia, Neymar made an agreement with her that if faced with this situation, he must refuse.

In fact, the princess' secret letter arrived three days earlier than Horst's, and there were only a few short lines of letters on it:

Aunt Neymar,

I believe in Luotus, and I am favored by her, and the whole royal city knows it.

All Solan will know in the future.

The spy had no choice but to speak, breaking Naymar's thinking: "His Royal Highness, what do you think?"

"I can't comment on His Majesty's decision." Neymar smiled, "But I heard that Eleuil is the patron of the goddess of the Ilu River, and he swore to keep her pure. Is there such a thing?" ?”

"Yes, but—"

"Then there's nothing I can do. Eleuil's belief in the goddess of the Yilu River is well known. It's not appropriate for you to let her take over my class."

"But she is the only one who can take your place. When the princess comes here, you can go wherever you want." The spy lowered his tone, "The king said that when you return to Acht, you will still be the only princess, Soran most honorable woman."

"What's more, this year's Sun God Ceremony is coming soon, as long as the princess comes down in time, you don't have to preside over the ceremony."

The concubine is afraid of the sun and has a psychological shadow on all open fires, so she uses night pearls and luminous insects instead of lights.

Horst understands this and takes advantage of it.

The dim light of the night pearl shines on Naymar's face permanently and steadily, and half of it is hidden in the shadow, thoughtfully.

The spy waited anxiously for a response.

Finally, Naymar laughed lowly.

"I've heard about everything about Wang Cheng."

"what?"

"Eleuil is the warrior of the goddess Rhodes, and she promises to keep her pure. Rounding it up, isn't this the concubine of the gods?"

Neymar shrugged, sounding justly confused.

"Don't you think it sounds very problematic to let the concubine of the goddess of the river, Eleuil, be the concubine of the sun god?"

spy:"……"

Hearing this way, it seems that there is indeed suspicion of angering the gods.

Or provoke two gods at once.

Naymar picked up the long pipe inlaid with agate, and puffed, the smell of tobacco mixed with spices scattered in the hall.

"That's why I disagree." She said sternly.

Spy: "Okay, okay, I will go back and report to His Majesty."

The spy left the concubine's bedroom in desperation.

Naymar watched his back disappear, and his smile faded.

Once every eight years, the festival of the sun god.