The imperial capital, in the palace of Tska city.

August is a very good season in the mild climate. The sun hangs high in the sky, and the sunlight emitted is gentle but not poisonous.

White clouds drifting across the sky are everything in the world that is so soft, the breeze is blowing gently, the dense trees are swayed and the branches make a pleasant rustle, the flowers and plants on the ground are blown off by the petals, and the world is so colorful. .

The pollen wanders around with such a vibrant wind, turning the air into sweetness.

Birds are chirping on the branches of the big tree, and children are playing in groups on the street.

The brave knights sweated like rain in their courtyard to practice building, and the lawful soldiers watched the city head and patrolled the streets.

Large and small businessmen are selling their products to pedestrians, while residents are rushing to ask for life.

The days in the imperial capital are so full and busy.

However, all of this is beautiful and has nothing to do with the greatest emperor in the high wall hall.

He has been in a coma for more than two years. In the past two years, although he has woken up many times one after another, he has been unable to recover. The original majestic and stalwart body gradually shrank and became thinner.

Emperor Caffet opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling of the gorgeous and exquisite fresco above his head, his eyes dull and absent.

The coma for more than two years has greatly damaged his brain and central nervous system. His eyes, which were sharp as hawks and falcons, are as cloudy as an old man who is going to die.

After a while, his gaze gradually returned to clarity.

It has been more than ten days since the last time I woke up, but he didn't have the slightest sense of it, and he didn't know what year it was now.

"Come on!"

Emperor Caffet's voice didn't think much about it, and he was extremely weak. Perhaps his energy and flesh and blood had been exhausted in this long sleep.

Passing through layers of luxurious curtains made of the best fabrics, a maid walked in. She was the same maid who had given medicine to Emperor Caffet.

Seeing this woman, the eyes of the Great Kafit became full of fear.

Perhaps he was once an invincible emperor, no one can maintain his demeanor under his majesty.

But now he is just an old man whose health and spirit have been eroded in his eyes. Power and self-confidence have given him unparalleled majesty and aura, and now he has nothing.

The maid sat on the bed and glanced at the emperor who could not even move a finger, her eyes filled with pity.

He prepared a bowl of milk soup with bread and meat crumbs soaked in warm goat's milk. The car was also mixed with poppies, which could make the emperor fall asleep as quickly as possible.

Just when she was trying to lift the emperor's wilted body, the Great Kafit spoke.

"Where is the queen? I want to see her..."

Calfette closed his eyes and looked so calm when he said this, he was no longer full of anger as before.

Maybe it was because he had let go, or maybe it was just because his body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to get angry.

However, the maid turned a deaf ear to the emperor's words, and she still picked up goat's milk to pour the emperor on her own. She had been doing this for two years.

"Enough! I said I want to see the queen!" The emperor had always said one thing, but he finally broke out after receiving such treatment many times.

However, the maid is not a good-tempered character.

As the queen's personal maid, she was an absolute confidant. She naturally knew that the emperor was useless.

So there is no respect for him at all.

"An emperor who has no rights wants to be arrogant to me?" the maid thought in her heart.

In the past, the mighty and majestic emperor was served by her like a soft-footed shrimp for two years, and she had long been despised by her.

Seeing that the emperor was still speaking in a superior tone, she felt uneasy in her heart.

"Okay, my emperor, I advise you not to talk to me like this, because your life and death are all in my hands, in the hands of a humble maid, and now I am your father!"

The maid raised her brows and stroked the emperor's face twice, and then said to the emperor in a pretentious tone.

"You...you..." The emperor's pale face began to turn reddish at this moment, panting and trying to say something.

"Okay, my majesty! Drink it, don't make me trouble again..." The maid raised the bowl and said with a deep face, "If you don't want to suffer!"

As he said, he was going to deliver the bowl to the emperor's mouth.

Where did the emperor endure such humiliation, he struggled with all his strength and said: "I want to see the queen! I want to ask why she treats me like this! You mean bitch, get out of me!"

After hearing the emperor's insults, the maid's mess showed a ruthless look, and then she put the bowl to the emperor's mouth regardless.

"Woo...oooo!" The emperor resisted desperately.

But he was too weak, and he was not even as strong as a healthy woman who could fight beasts before, so he could only be forced to drink goat milk under the control of the wrinkled maid.

"Cough...cough cough cough!" The emperor didn't come up in a breath, choked on the milk, and began to cough violently, the corners of his mouth kept pouring milk.

A series of violent coughs seemed to cough out his lungs, his face flushed, and finally stopped coughing, but the sound of breathing was like pulling a bellows.

The maid panicked, she hurriedly threw the bowl to the ground and began to check the emperor's physical condition.

Although the queen hopes that the emperor will never be able to regain power, but she definitely does not want him to die at this time.

The emperor began to cough violently again, his voice obviously became abnormal, and abnormal flushes appeared on his face.

Dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the emperor’s breathing sounded like pulling a bellows, making it very difficult to breathe.

"Bitch!" The emperor uttered the last cry with all his strength, and then lay on the bed without breathing anymore.

I don't know if this **** is talking about the maid or his young and beautiful queen, who gave birth to a prince.

The maid was stunned at this time, her face was full of fear.

Put your hand on the emperor’s nostrils and try...

He hurriedly retracted his finger in a panic.

Because she discovered that the great emperor in front of me who was once brave and invincible, who had laid down a vast territory...has no breath!

She pursed her mouth, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her clothes, and began to shake the emperor to clean up the body.

After all, he is the person in charge of the emperor's daily life, not to mention the sudden death of the emperor and her are inevitable.

After busying for a while, erasing all traces, and making a scene of the emperor's natural death, she cleaned up and ran out of the room to report to the queen.

Sadly, after uniting the Pan-Redka nation and laying down an unprecedented vast territory, the great and talented generation of great emperors did not die of labor and battle, but humiliatedly died at the hands of a woman. This must be said to be fate. A huge joke.