hunting light

A low-key suspension vehicle dedicated to the royal family drove into the Champs Elysees Palace at high speed, passed through layers of checkpoints, and stopped at the downstairs of the emperor's bedroom with an emergency brake.

The Duke of Oran got out of the car without waiting for the waiter to open the door.He was still wearing riding clothes, his riding boots were stained with mud, and his handsome face was covered with a cloud.

In the huge bedroom, the low-level servants and maids stood at their workstations with their heads bowed, not daring to leave a single step.The face of the attendant who was leading the way for the Duke was so tight that there was no trace of wrinkle, but there was still a trace of panic leaking from the corners of his eyes.

In a side hall, a group of young people were "accompanied" by several attendants and guards, sitting and drinking tea honestly.They had all changed their clothes, but their hair was still wet, and hesitation and panic were written on every face.

The commotion caused by the emperor's fainting was very great.This group of young guests all witnessed the scene of the emperor being carried away.As insiders, they were all temporarily kept in the palace to prevent the news of the emperor's illness from leaking out.

Leon was wearing a sportswear, sitting directly opposite the door, and exchanged a tacit glance with his father who was passing by in a hurry.

"How is Your Majesty?" The Duke strode into the reception room of the penthouse suite.

No one responded to him.

There was a lot of noise in the room, Prince Rafael was arguing with the second prince Louis, the queen Iris was weeping helplessly, and Ian was standing by the sofa, gently and patiently assisting a medical staff to examine the queen Body.

"I just want to know, why are you keeping such an important thing from me?" Louis yelled, "The explanation I've been given for the past two years or so has always been that some of my father's organs are failing. I think it's bad, But it’s not a big problem. It’s enough to grow a new organ with autologous cells and replace it. But now you tell me that his whole body’s muscles have problems, and this body can’t be used anymore? What the hell are you kidding?”

The Duke of Oran showed a look of horror in unison: "Why is uncle so seriously ill all of a sudden?"

"Yes!" Louis glanced at the Duke, "Anthony, didn't your good cousin Raphael tell you about this? You are good partners who get along day and night."

Raphael was annoyed: "Why did you call Anthony here?"

"I just want to find someone to be a witness. Do you want me to invite the elders or the prime minister of the clan? You explain to him why you have kept my father's illness from me."

"I told you, all of this was father's idea!" Raphael's face turned frosty, "He doesn't want to tell you, what can I do?"

During the quarrel between the brothers, the Duke of Oran went and sat down beside the queen.

"The queen was a little frightened, but it's fine." Dr. Hassan's assistant put away the equipment. "I prescribed a sedative for her. She just needs to rest and be fine."

However, the two princes in the house were roaring like two mad dogs. The emperor's life and death were still uncertain, and Queen Iris obviously couldn't rest.

Ian whispered to the Duke: "Your Majesty suddenly fainted. After Prince Louis arrived, he sensed something was wrong and desperately questioned the Queen. Her Majesty the Queen couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to tell him about the emperor's serious illness."

Queen Iris lay on Ian's shoulder, shaking from crying.She was originally a tall and beautiful lady, but now her face was swollen, her hair was disheveled, and she was haggard.

And Prince Rafael hated his mother as a pig teammate, and didn't want to talk to her, and only pushed her to Ian, who was forced to be detained in the palace because he witnessed the emperor's illness.

"I am also very shocked, aunt." The Duke of Oran said, "But now that medicine is so advanced, uncle will be safe."

The Queen held the Duke's hand, choked up and speechless.

"Why?" Louis called hysterically from the other end, "I am also his biological son. He has no reason to hide it from me. It must be you..."

"Because he's damn partial and loves you, you bastard!" Raphael roared violently, the roar startled Queen Iris.

"Because my father always regards you as the little son who is acting like a baby at his knee, his precious egg. How can he be willing to let you bear such a heavy pressure? Let you worry about it? You just need to take your wife carefree every day Just make him happy with the kids!"

Raphael's voice was hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot, and the violent jealousy and anger that had been accumulated for many years vented out.

"It's not fair for you to say that, Raphael!" Louis jumped up as if his feet were scalded, "It's his choice to favor me! As one of his sons, I have the right to know about his illness! Mom, you Why are you keeping it from me?"

Queen Iris couldn't raise her aura in front of her grown son, and would only shrink behind Ian when questioned.

"Don't embarrass mother." Raphael said angrily, "Can she disobey father's order?"

"I don't trust you!" Louis gritted his teeth. "Father was fine yesterday. Why did he suddenly become so ill that he was issued a critical illness notice by the doctor today? You also found Dr. Hassan for your father. Is he trustworthy?"

"Watch your words, Louis!" Raphael yelled. "Are you accusing me of patricide and treason? I am his heir! His crown will be on my head sooner or later. I risk it." What is the risk map?"

Louis blurted out: "Are you really his legal heir?"

"Louis!" Queen Iris finally let out a sharp cry.

Louis shut his mouth, turning blue.

Raphael was panting violently, and even the roots of his ears were red, as if a ball of flame was wrapped under his skin.But he didn't speak again.

The Duke of Oran looked around at the two brothers in a daze, picking which pot was left open: "Louis, what are you talking about? Raphael is of course the legal heir of my uncle!"

Louis' lips twitched.Raphael and Queen Iris stared at him.

Just before Louis spoke again, the door opened first.Dr. Hassan, still in his scrubs, walks in.

All the people in the room turned their heads to look, five gazes almost pierced ten holes in his face.

"Your Majesty's situation has stabilized for the time being!" Hassan said hastily.

Queen Iris breathed a long sigh of relief, holding the Holy Light Stand, and began to chant scriptures to thank the Holy Lord.

Hassan said: "Of course, His Majesty is not out of danger yet, and needs to continue to observe for a while. He has come to his senses and wants to see..."

"I want to see my father!" Louis exclaimed immediately.

"Me first!" Raphael said, walking into the room.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment!" Dr. Hassan waved hurriedly, "Your Majesty wants to see Father Mitchell."

Ian stood up in full view, took his scriptures, and followed Dr. Hassan into the corridor inside the door.

The author has something to say: during the prize quiz, among all the characters who appeared today, one is Leon's father.

Guess who?

(There will be a lottery in a few days, and those who guess correctly will get a small red envelope)