78~ Losing Face~
First of all, he was already ntally and physically exhausted from the infighting between royal family mbers. He had lost the ability to walk because of this infighting. He was truly tired and didn't want to deal with so much anymore...
Moreover, the little Princess had returned, and as soon as she ca back she brought a massive Scarlet Phoenix Nation army. She had also personally killed the First Prince, who had been the most likely to inherit the throne. Even if he wanted to compete, he couldn't! She had an entire obedient Scarlet Phoenix Nation army under her command. What could he use to fight against that? Wouldn't that just be asking for death?
Assassinate her inside the Imperial Palace? Stop joking. The First Prince had nearly reached the Archmage level of magical ranking and still died, didn't he? A cripple plus Apprentice Mage like him still wanted to turn things around against such overwhelming odds?
"If you only ca to tell this, you can leave now. I won't participate or think about that damned throne anymore."
"Also, I don't want to see you tomorrow. If I do, I'll have to go tell Mo, and I'm sure she'd love to dig you out and execute you by slow slicing."
After all, she had directly killed her way back and already dug out and executed by slow slicing several people like this who tried to infiltrate the royal family mbers. So if he exposed this person who was inciting him to continue competing for the throne, it definitely wouldn't take long before people would be rapidly dispatched to hunt her down, the kind who wouldn't give up until they caught her.
"..."
The maid was slightly shocked. She hadn't expected the once ambitious Sixth Prince would actually refuse. All the royal family mbers with competitive strength were already dead, and that little Princess had no intention of inheriting the throne. Such a great opportunity, and he was giving it up?
"Leave quickly now. For the sake of how you've helped all this ti, I won't tell her. If you leave Glaze Nation right now, you can still live."
The Sixth Prince turned the wheels of his wheelchair and pushed himself toward his room. The maid behind him was unwilling to accept this. She pulled out a dagger, preparing to finish off the Sixth Prince before leaving.
"If you kill here, Mo will know imdiately. Although my relationship with her isn't particularly good, if the royal family mbers decrease any further, she'll probably seal the city just to catch you."
The Sixth Prince reminded her.
"Hurry up and leave now, while no one knows yet."
The maid's hand gripping the dagger lowered, but her fist clenched even tighter. She was very unwilling. Not only had she failed to complete her mission, but now she had to flee like a stray dog...
But she only had one life, and before coming she had been instructed that no matter what, she must return alive...
So she could only accept the Sixth Prince's suggestion and leave Glaze Nation right now!
"Take Windthunder from the stables. Consider it your paynt for these days of helping ."
The maid said nothing and left directly.
The Sixth Prince pushed his wheelchair back to his own bedroom and closed the door. He would probably never touch sothing as dirty as the throne again.
"Cough cough cough..."
He hurriedly pulled out a tissue to cover his mouth, lest blood splatter out and dirty the floor.
Actually, if it were possible, he'd still want to compete, but unfortunately his physical condition no longer allowed him to continue.
The Sixth Prince lying on the bed thought.
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The little Princess frowned. She was staring blankly at a list, one the Sixth Prince had sent up to her. It was a list of people who had infiltrated the royal family, detailing who had attempted to infiltrate the royal family, which country sent them or who instructed them, who they had colluded with, and where their residences were. The list was extrely detailed, including his own na as well.
However, the one he had colluded with had already left Glaze City...
Damn it! One actually got away!
The little Princess slamd the table hard, imdiately hurting her hand so much she withdrew it and blew on it.
How could this be? Just slapping the table could hurt this much... This body really feared pain to the extre. She had only used a little bit of force.
"Princess, are you alright?"
Hearing the sound, Xiyan hurriedly ca forward with concern.
"I'm fine..."
Her hand just still hurt a bit with a stinging sensation.
Enduring the pain, she quickly wrote a note and tucked it into the list. The little Princess handed it to Xiyan:
"Xiyan, could you help deliver this to the Military Police?"
"Ah... of course!"
Xiyan imdiately agreed.
As long as it was sothing Princess Mo instructed, then it was all fine!
All the nas listed on the list were to be dealt with. She absolutely couldn't let these people who infiltrated the royal family and turned Glaze Nation into its current state escape!
However, the Sixth Prince had actually voluntarily sent this list over. Was he trying to show goodwill to her?
The little Princess thought.
Forget it, never mind all that. First, she should go see that cheap Father the King. According to what the Empress said, he should be awake by now.
The little Princess stretched lazily and walked toward the bedroom where her cheap old man was staying.
The bloodstains at the door had been cleaned spotlessly, with not a trace of evidence that a bloody incident had occurred. The maids' cleaning efficiency and thoroughness were acceptable.
Pushing open the bedroom door, she discovered her cheap Father the King was no longer lying on the bed.
Hm? Where was he?
The little Princess was sowhat puzzled.
Where had her cheap Father the King gone?
After searching the bedroom with no results, she had no choice but to ask a maid.
...
Fei: "..."
Gong: "..."
Gong sat on a stool not knowing what to say. He hadn't expected that the dignified Empress of Scarlet Phoenix Nation would actually co with his precious daughter's return. Not only did she return, but she ca along too!?
The two nations' supre rulers eting but not knowing what to say, this was truly awkward enough to carve out a three-bedroom apartnt with toes.
"Father the King!"
The little Princess pushed open the door and shouted.
"Mo..."
"Father the King, why aren't you resting properly in your bedroom? Why did you co out? Hurry back with !"
The little Princess pulled at his clothes, attempting to drag her cheap Father the King back to the bedroom to rest.
"Ahem..."
The Empress coughed twice lightly, indicating she was still present at the scene, then commanded:
"Mo, sit properly."
Under her Father the King's astonished gaze, her limbs moved uncontrollably and she obediently sat beside the Empress.
Mo: "..."
Oh no, would her image be ruined?
The little Princess thought.
The Empress called once and she so obediently sat down. In others' eyes, it might look like a well-behaved child listening to a parent. Before being placed under house arrest in Scarlet Phoenix Nation, she hadn't been like this. Even if her cheap Father the King called, she wouldn't be this obedient. She would at least delay for a while.
"Sit on my lap."
The little Princess's limbs were once again out of her control as she obediently climbed onto the Empress's lap and settled in...
The Empress was actually making her lose face in front of her own cheap Father the King...
"As you can see, Mo signed a Pet Contract and is now my pet."
The Empress introduced with a smile, supporting her shoulders, as if showing off so rare curiosity.
Gong indicated he didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked. Young people really played wild!
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