Silent Crown Chapter 704: Under the rose

Fiction: The Crown of Silence Author: Fengyue Update time: 2017-06-3017:43

The charcoal stove was burning in the sultry palace, and the hot wind blew into the damp with a faint sweaty smell, and there was a tinge of rottenness throughout the palace.

In the corner, next to the huge copper furnace, there were still people who kept throwing herbs into the fire, and the pungent white smoke rose up, and the weird smell made it almost impossible to breathe.

On the gorgeous big bed, the thin middle-aged man lay in the heavy bedding, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, groaning hard in his drowsiness.

"Does it have to be this way?"

The maid told the doctor: "We must open the window. Your Majesty can't be stuffy here. The smell of incense is too choking, and he is almost out of breath."

"You can't open the window." The old doctor shook his head: "Your Majesty must never see the wind or the light. Once the incense is diluted, the virus in the lungs will spread quickly if it loses its suppression."

"How long will this day last?" The exhausted waiter muttered to himself, looking bleak.

"How long can it last."

The doctor was expressionless, looked at the sad queen beside the bed, and whispered, "This is not what you should say, nor is it a question you should ask.

Just do what you should do, don’t think too much about other things, and don’t ask too much. "

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and when he noticed his failure to speak, his face was pale, and he nodded quickly.

In the long silence, there was only the hoarse groan of the patient on the bed, and the empress's expression on the side of the bed changed. After hesitating for a long time, she finally made up her mind and got up and walked towards the door.

At the door, two guards stopped in front of her.

The queen's face became ugly.

"Get out of the way, do you dare to be my way!"

"Your Royal Highness, you can't leave."

The older guard said, "Your Majesty needs your company now."

The queen’s face was pale, "What he needs is a doctor! A real doctor! Not this kind of half-hearted guy who doesn’t know where to find it! Nor is it under house arrest! Don Juan’s bitch-raised hybrid, he I’ve been prepared for this day, right? I’ve seen it a long time ago that the wild species has been plotting bad luck from the beginning!"

The guard didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard.

"Get out of the way!"

The queen sternly ordered.

The guard did not move.

"If the queen wants to let the air out, let her go for a walk."

A soft voice rang from behind the door, "It's not good to be boring inside."

The queen's face changed.

The guards stretched out their hands and opened the heavy door like a pardon. In the low voice of the friction of the steel hub, the light of the scorching sun swept into the dim palace like a waterfall.

The autumn wind passed between the yellowed leaves in the courtyard, dispelling the almost suffocating air in the temple.

As the young man stepped into the hall, the queen's face was pale and she couldn't help backing up.

He is a head taller than himself.

His face is heroic and handsome, but he doesn't resemble his father in the slightest.

"I think there may be some misunderstandings here. Your brother, the Marquis de Loire, our commander of the Forbidden Army heard some rumors and just did something regrettable."

The young man named Don Juan smiled politely, "Maybe I stayed with you for too long, causing some strange rumors to circulate outside, but I believe that soon the rumors will dissipate before the truth.

The subordinate is ignorant and offended you, please don't mind. Next, I have something to say to my father, please feel free. "

The queen's face twitched, and she stepped back under Don Juan's advance. She lowered her head, avoiding Don Juan's sight, but saw the scarlet red on his boots.

As if stepped in the blood.

"I'm sorry about your brother." Don Juan stopped beside her and put a broken coat of arms in her palm: "He gave me no choice."

The queen was stunned, suddenly raised her head, staring at Don Juan, her expression became distorted, her five fingers firmly holding the iron coat of arms, almost splitting her palm.

"You..."

She opened her mouth to scream, but heard a hoarse voice behind her.

"Is it Don Juan?"

The man in the hospital bed woke up from his drowsiness, opened his eyes with difficulty, his green eyes were grayish and gray, and his decay carried a frightening chill.

Clearly dying.

He stood up with difficulty, and the maid wiped away the saliva that leaked from the corner of his mouth in a panic. His head was still trembling slightly, leaning on the head of the bed diagonally, and beckoning to Don Juan:

"Come here, son, walk in some."

Don Juan smiled: "Okay, father."

Soon, other unrelated people left. In the silent palace, only the medicinal materials in the copper furnace were burning, making a fine noise.

"Father, is your health better?"

Don Juan combed his messy hair to the back of his head with concern, and sat in front of the bed.

"Give me some hot water, my stomach feels bad."

The emperor sighed, holding the cup from the'son', shook his head and sighed: "Son, you are not a good poison...'Tulip' is safe, but the poison takes too long and the smell is strange. Putting it in red wine will affect appetite."

Don Juan raised his brows slightly, and did not speak.

"Your uncle died that way back then. You are much better than my method of prescribing medicine."

The emperor put down the water glass, closed his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he opened his eyes: "First, the National Assembly, then the Ministry of Finance. Counting time, you have controlled the Imperial Army and the Army, right?"

"It's almost."

Don Juan answered truthfully: "Adrian is very slippery and has not yet agreed to my terms."

"Don't worry, he is the secretary of the army I chose, I know him." The emperor commented: "Typical wall grass, knowing that you can use him, he won't say anything until I die." /

Don Juan listened and nodded: "It sounds fast."

"Yes, it's coming soon."

The emperor nodded and looked sad: "I'm afraid I am the emperor with the shortest reign in history, am I? I waited all my life, but only stayed on the throne for two months."

"History will remember you, father."

"Who cares?"

The emperor laughed mockingly and raised his eyes to look at him: "After I die, treat my queen kindly. She is a stupid woman and can't do anything to you.

Your uncle will become the next emperor. You must assist him well. "

He paused and looked at Don Juan: "I mean, do you understand?"

Don Juan thought for a while, and was taken aback:

"Do you want me to send him to the guillotine?"

"There is always someone to be responsible for the mess." The emperor sighed, "Now the Ministry of Finance and the Treasury are rotten to the root. I don't have time to solve it, and he doesn't have the ability to make things worse.

Since his mind is full of the crown, give him the crown and let him bear the anger of the masses and the National Assembly for you. When the next disturbance comes, you can send him and those problems. Go to heaven together.

Don Juan, you will be the new king who strives to govern, the lord of Burgundy's revival, and the perfect emperor. "

Don Juan listened, but was not happy, instead fell silent.

The emperor palmed his hand hard and patted his shoulder, "Don Juan, don’t worry. There are some things you need to ‘take your time’. This is a lesson I have learned in a lifetime.

You are too reckless, sometimes too anxious, if it weren't for me to get someone to clean up, your brother would have been spotted that time. "

In the long silence, Don Juan looked up at him.

"Don't you hate me?'Father'." He bit the pronunciation of that word, "I killed my brother, your original heir, and now I have taken everything from you."

The emperor smiled.

"No, you have accomplished everything to me, child."

The emperor smiled comfortingly: "Why should I hate you? You are a good boy, like me, just like me, your eyes are always hungry and never satisfied.

I originally had six sons, but when I was old, I realized that they were simply overwhelmed and mediocre. They only knew how to fight for the leftovers in the trough like pigs, but didn't dare to look up at the sky.

Can you understand my mood? How painful and desperate.

But you are different from them, you are a wolf, a real predator.

When I first saw you, I knew that you are the heir that God arranged for me. The wishes of the ancestors of the past will be fulfilled in your hands. You will become the true master of Burgundy, the unique king!

How ecstatic I was when I saw you. "

He stretched out his hand and held Don Juan's hand, his eyes gleaming as if he was burning: "You don't know how pleased I was when I drank that glass of red wine with tulips in it, and how happy I was to welcome him. Here comes the result.

Unfortunately, sometimes you are still too frizzy and inexperienced, which makes me very worried. You should have cleaned it up long ago in Rutte Town. How could this kind of thing leave such a big loophole? "

Don Juan was stunned.

The whole body is cold.

He lowered his head and looked at his ‘father’.

"You... knew it a long time ago?"

"Why don't I know? Fathers always need to understand their sons. Isn't this one of the reasons why I love you?"

The emperor looked at him and smiled, with a trace of madness that Don Juan could not understand: "Don't be afraid, why would I watch you lose everything?

You are too careless, and too soft-hearted, and haven't thought about what if someone comes out to correct you? Someone will always remember your face!

Don't worry, the person sent by the queen to investigate will not come back. I have already cleaned up all the hands and tails for you, and there will be no worries. "

This dying man is holding Don Juan's wrist~IndoMTL.com~ but his palms are like iron tongs, no matter how flustered and struggling Don Juan.

"You will wear a crown, my child." He stared at the successor before him, as if to kill his weakness: "You will be an epic, I will be forgotten by history, but history will be remembered You, remember Don Juan!"

Silence.

In the long silence, Don Juan's pale face gradually squeezed a stiff smile.

"I...understand."

So the emperor smiled and let go of his hand contentedly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and fell on the bed, making it hard to open his eyes.

"Don Juan, are you still there?"

"I am, father."

"Go in some, boy, I can't see you clearly."

The emperor looked at the face that was close and smiled: "My dear, tell me, who are you?"

"I am your son, father."

The young man answered hoarsely.

"Very good."

The emperor laughed, pleased with this answer, exhausted all his strength, shouted hoarsely: "Then tell everyone, who are you?"

"I am your successor."

Don Juan closed his eyes, and bloodshot eyes spread in his pupils: "I am the first citizen of Burgundy, the guardian of the white rose, I will eventually be the emperor of everything!"

The emperor closed his eyes contentedly, and said no more.

The weak breathing is cut off.

He is dead.

In the silence, Don Juan leaned weakly on the chair, and the sunlight came in from outside the main hall and fell on the wall, casting a vague shadow.

He closed his eyes and laughed mockingly.

"Yes, this is Don Juan."

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