How to wear a goddess statue

This palace change started unexpectedly, and ended very quickly, as if the situation turned upside down overnight, and the world turned upside down.

Before the first light of the sun illuminated the royal city, all the turmoil had subsided, at least on the surface.

After a lapse of ten years, the royal palace, which symbolized the supreme power, finally returned to its original owner.

In the early morning of this day, in the royal court, all the officials rushed to stand in their respective positions before the court meeting started as usual.

The atmosphere in the grand and spacious hall was stagnant and stagnant. Those present occasionally exchanged ambiguous eyes, waiting for the upcoming result. After all, the person sitting on the throne today may not be the original one.

Some people have doubts, some people are nervous, some people are sweating profusely, and some people have old gods.

Although the scale of the confrontation last night was small, the movement of the city gate guards entering the palace could not be hidden.

The aristocratic officials who have been able to stay safe and sound until now are more or less aware that when the two sides are facing each other, the doors and windows of every mansion are locked, and many people dare not close their eyes overnight, for fear that something will happen.

However, there was no movement in the second half of the night, and the winner had probably been decided.

So, what's left in the end is...?

Amid the speculation and apprehension of the crowd, the open-air shadow clock outside the hall moved to where the scale was, and coincided with the black dashed line.

At the same time, the attendants rang the heavy metal bell one by one, announcing the time for the court meeting.

Everyone was suddenly quiet, only the sound of unhurried footsteps came from outside the hall door. It was the soles of boots stepping on the long white stone steps, step by step, until they appeared in everyone's sight.

A princess with black hair and golden eyes.

Aleuil walked along the wide road covered with scarlet carpet in the center of the royal court, and walked past the eyes of the courtiers standing on both sides.

When she passed by, everyone buried their heads deeper, and could only see the pair of knee-length black boots, and they seemed to be able to smell the cold faint smell of blood in their nostrils.

At the end of the road was the red-gold throne, engraved with the names of the kings of Soran, the gold leaf was melted into a shape similar to the crown, and it was placed on the top of the high seat.

Aleuil stepped onto the stage, turned to face the hall, glanced at the powerful ministers, and then sat on the throne without any hesitation or pause.

Several personal guards stood behind her, lined up left and right, guarding silently.

Eleuil rested his hands on the wide armrests on both sides, his back was naturally straight, and the crown-shaped golden leaves clustered on the top of the chair back, looking from a distance from below, it seemed to be wearing a pure gold crown.

Facing the ministers with different expressions, the corners of Aleuil's lips curled up slightly.

"As you can see."

"Horst committed a felony and defected out of the city overnight last night. I will act on my behalf from today on."

This kind of rhetoric is beyond the expectations of many people.

After all, palace change is not a glorious thing. At this time, shouldn't you lie about the sudden death of the former king, or pass the blame to some inconspicuous little person, so as to give yourself a proper name?

What's more, Horst escaped from the royal city instead of dying...

When some officials were muttering in their hearts, several people who received the news shortly after the incident last night stood up.

First, the noble elder Bodor.

Then there is Carlton, the leader of the pragmatic faction.

It wasn't until the high priests of the various temples came forward that the few officials who kept a wait-and-see mentality from beginning to end realized that it didn't matter whether they expressed dissent or not.

The prime minister stood where he was, with a livid face, trying not to lose his composure, and the officials around him moved away from him intentionally or unintentionally.

As a representative loyal to Horst, the prime minister has gradually felt powerless in the past three years. Although he is supposed to be the head of all the ministers, the power of this position is basically given by the king.

The power held by the monarch himself and the degree of trust the monarch has in the person in this position determine the power and authority of the prime minister.

Even when Horst was in power, the power in the hands of the Prime Minister has been shrinking, and if the princess is in charge of the royal power, what will happen to his future?

Opposition is death, obedience is death...

The prime minister raised his head, exhaled heavily, and became the first official to raise objections.

"Please forgive us for not believing what the princess said."

"Your Majesty Horst has always been lenient and kind, and governed diligently. This is obvious to all. However, you launched a mutiny last night and besieged the palace. Everyone knows it well."

"The so-called winner and loser, you won in the end. It is not difficult to blame His Majesty for the crime, but it is really chilling to do so."

Speaking of this, the Prime Minister shook his head in pain: "You can use this method to deal with His Majesty, and you will be able to use the same method to treat innocent disagreers in the future, just like the wives of the king who have used all kinds of vicious methods in the monarch's backyard."

"Speaking of these words, it is impossible for you, princess, to tolerate me. I would rather die here than die by being framed!"

"Needless to say, let the guards drag me out now!"

As soon as these words came out, some people in the audience couldn't help raising their eyes to peek at Aleuil's expression.

The princess asked with a half-smile, "Who said I'm going to kill you?"

"Even if you say you don't mind, it's hard to be convincing, maybe one day we will let those who are loyal to His Majesty die—"

"Stop." Aleuil raised his hand and said casually, "You can't talk nonsense, otherwise, Your Excellency the Prime Minister, if you stumble and suffer a sudden illness one day, if there is any good or bad, it will all be blamed on me superior."

The prime minister was speechless for a moment, and this was indeed his idea.

Aleuil looked away from him, and looked around, no one in the forces following her showed any signs of abnormality, but those who chose not to make a statement were a little vacillating.

This is an unavoidable phenomenon. No matter what time, there will always be people who are wavering, but as long as you come up with something more powerful to convince them, you don't have to work hard for it.

"I planned to go into details after the trial court announced the results, but since the prime minister raised a question, I can't ignore it."

"The crime Horst committed was to murder the former king and plant it on the former queen." Aleuil lowered his eyes, "That is my parents."

One stone caused a thousand waves, even the ministers who adhered to the principle of less talk and less mistakes, and who had been as quiet as a chicken since the beginning of the court meeting, showed expressions of astonishment and made small movements at this time.

Murder the former king!

Many people still remember the appearance of Horst lying on the coffin of the former king and weeping in the dark. There are also poets who sing about his brotherhood to the former king-but if the crime is convicted, the impression of Horst will be completely subversion.

And in this way, no matter how the princess launched a palace change to seize power and throne, it would be justified and as it should be.

The great prime minister knew nothing about this matter. He was one of the ministers of power when the former king was in power, and he didn't have much intersection with Horst at that time.

Hearing this, he forced himself to be calm and said, "This is a slander with empty teeth. Back then, so many people didn't notice the problem. If it's what you said, how did the princess know?"

Aleuil couldn't help but recall the scene of that year.

The blood, the golden scissors that penetrated into the chest, and Horst's hideous face.

The picture flashed by, and the princess closed her eyes, her mind was still calm and rational, not as violent as she was when she was young.

"I saw it with my own eyes. When Horst attacked my father and forced my mother to commit suicide, I was also in that bedroom."

The prime minister's mouth twisted.

Without waiting for him to question, Aleuil continued: "Of course, I can't win people's trust just by what I see, I know that."

"But Horst left evidence. He didn't dare to let his father's soul return to the kingdom of the gods, so no funeral was held for him."

"Are you kidding? We all attended that funeral!"

Eleuil sneered.

"Yes, Horst held a funeral for the air - the coffin that was held by the Yilu River was empty, and the coffin that was sent to the royal tomb was also empty, and the real father and mother were discarded in the city. In the unmarked cemetery outside, buried in the black sarcophagus that suppressed sinners."

There was a slight gasp from the audience, and the Prime Minister opened his eyes wide and clenched his hands into balls.

"This, this is ridiculous."

"So, do you want to open the royal tomb now to see if there is an empty coffin inside?"

"..." The Prime Minister was speechless.

Eleuil gave him a cold and dignified look.

"Last night, Horst fled in a hurry and did not take away all his cronies. Among them, those related to Horst's crimes that year have been handed over to the trial court, and the results will be drawn soon."

"Father's mausoleum was just completed in the past, and it was completed in a hurry without a good finish. For this reason, it needs to be repaired again, and you will also see whether it is an empty coffin."

"When everything is ready, I will re-organize the funeral for the queen mother and move it into the royal tomb."

"Do you have any comments?"

A brief silence.

Carlton and Podol looked at each other and stepped forward together: "Follow Your Majesty's wishes."

The change of words came naturally, and the gap from "His Royal Highness" to "Your Majesty" was obvious.

The officials followed suit one after another, and the rest of the people did not speak at most. The Prime Minister looked at the scene in front of him, remained silent for a long time, and sighed dejectedly.

When the court meeting was over, Eleuil returned to the bedroom.

It was still the queen's bedroom back then, and it was cleaned out overnight for her to stay temporarily.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar furnishings, Eleuil rested his chin on one hand and stirred the milk in the cup with a spoon without any mood, and suddenly remembered that she had also told Rhodes about that.

—about how she found the empty coffin.

When the funeral was held at the beginning, Horst took the coffin to the Yilu River for baptism, and basically all high-ranking officials went. The palace was deserted and desolate, and everyone was in danger.

Aleuil was locked in his own room, but Horst didn't seem to pay much attention to her, so he only sent two guards to guard her.

The young princess got rid of the guards and ran to the small room of the mortuary, wanting to see her mother for the last time, but she never expected to see her father's body.

Blood-stained, dying with unsatisfactory eyes, squeezed into the same black sarcophagus.

In an instant, Eleuil understood.

Horst did not hold a funeral for his father at all, what he brought was an empty coffin.

At that time, the little princess knew that this matter must not be made public, otherwise Horst would not keep her.

The old minister who wanted to secretly run to find his father was stopped by Horst's men on the way, and was sent out of the royal city with a secret, and exiled to the distant Cadillac.

That's why I met Rhodes...

The princess recalled the subtle expression on Rhodes's face when talking about this incident, and the hand that fell on top of his head and rubbed it gently.

She sat quietly for a long while, then suddenly raised her hand and put it on the black hair, imitating the angle and strength in her memory, she could not tell what kind of thought she had, and slowly rubbed it.

... a little silly.

Eleuil lowered his arms and smiled lightly.