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Grit was really thoughtful about restoring IQ, and Anola was very agreeable after hearing what he said. She stopped Roger, who was slightly impulsive: "Grit is right, we have lost the opportunity, and we must not follow him anymore. Footsteps. +++ Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net "

"Yes, the palace is heavy, and the guards are heavy. Even if the team of Sugal is not sent to the palace, it won't necessarily be cheap. I will go to the palace with you now, and when the two of us respond, there should be room." Lit quickly put on his coat and hid two weapons on his body.

"I'm afraid the Sugall jumped off the wall, and the lunatic could do everything." Roger gritted his teeth, his deep eyes were like a cold star in the night. He hugged Anola and looked at her with worries. "You'll go to Grete and pick up Green, and then immediately go to my manor. There are heavy guards there, and they will surely protect you both."

"I'm with you!" Anola grabbed Roger's cuff nervously, and her eyes were worried and worried.

She didn't want to be alone here, she wanted to fight alongside him.

Roger groaned for a moment, firmly shaken off her hand, and gently stroked her cheek, softly coaxing: "Griet and I grew up in the palace from a young age, you are not the same, you are not convenient to go, you stay to protect Good Green, optimistic about Irene, is also fighting with me, rest assured that I will come back safely. "

After all, he hurriedly dropped a kiss on her lips, leaving her only a back.

Ryan on the side wanted to follow, and Roger didn't look back: "Ryan, you stay, all I can trust now is you, protect them, and wait for me to come back."

On the other side, Suger had already disguised himself as a reporter and rushed to the palace.

Tyra Palace is located in the most central part of the city. Pedestrians are fading out three streets away. The palace is guarded by high walls, five steps and one post, ten steps and one post, showing a majestic atmosphere.

Along the familiar path, Sugall looked at everything carefully.

Whether it is the golden roof or the white courtyard walls, even the flowers and trees in the courtyards, as well as the exotic animals in captivity, have made Suegel extremely familiar.

He used to grow up here. He has deep feelings for the grass, trees, bricks and tiles here. Unfortunately, when his brother succeeds him, he can no longer touch it all. It is his mediocre uselessness. Brother took everything from him.

Sugal followed the governor and went to the king's palace. The surroundings of the palace were extraordinarily quiet. The guards who were supposed to be here didn't even see a figure. The director introduced Sugal to the gate of the courtyard and retreated.

Sugall was a little surprised. For a moment, he couldn't figure out what trick the old man was playing with him, but he trusted him so much?

He looked at the furnishings in the courtyard. A long cloister connected the whole courtyard. The gate of the palace was carved with a sacred and exquisite pattern, which depicts the miracles left by the **** of the only faith of Tera. A hollowed-out portrait on the door Without a hand, he still remembered it as a plaything when he was young.

I thought the father would be furious because he ran into the gods without understanding, but he didn't think that he just rebuked a few words and let people continuously send in supplements and medicines.

Thinking of the past, Suegel's eyes became increasingly vicious.

The father loves him so much, the throne must be his. The elder brother has nothing better than him, besides taking advantage of Xunzi Chujun? But his father was so pedantic, or passed the throne to his brother.

"It doesn't matter, Father, I understand your heart, you dare not give it to me, and I can take it back by myself." Suggel stroked the gap in the door and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

He took a deep breath, replaced it with a respectful smile, and knocked on the door.

Two chairs and a long table were set up at the entrance of the palace, and the old king was sitting on one of them and sipping tea.

"Your Majesty is fine, my brother is called to come." Suegel respectfully

Respectfully asked An Xingli, can't see anything.

The old king looked up and down and looked at him, his face was obviously angry. His cheeks were sunken downwards due to chronic illness, and his cheekbones protruded, which caused his deep eye sockets to sink deep.

But his eyes were extraordinarily bright and radiant with wisdom, and it was definitely not the kind of mediocrity that mediocre people could have.

"Good thing you did." The old king's voice was loud, with an air of anger and self-respect, and he stared at Suegel with a burning look, seeing that he was holding back his anger.

Suegel smiled, dropped his head, followed his eyes, and looked around to make sure that no one was lying in the room.

His little movement was seen by the old king. The old king was even more dissatisfied with his behavior and snapped out: "That's how he was from a young age! Everyone said that you are a rare genius. I think you are spoiled by your father. The crooked thoughts of a belly, how can the prince look like it? "

He is also a man in his thirties, and he is still stumped like a child. He can't hang on his face, his face sinks, and his eyes flash fiercely.

"Is the emperor blaming his father?"

The old king heard his dissatisfaction, and was even more annoyed. He slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table, and said angrily, "When there is anything wrong, you will mention the father, if the father knows this absurd thing you did Do you think he will cover you? In these years, I look at the face of the father and king, and also at the face of our brothers. Even if you are usually absurd, I do n’t care about you. In your manor Are there fewer women carried out? "

Sugall's face grew darker, his hands clenched into fists silently.

"Eileen Frank, that child is also ridiculous, but she had a marriage contract with Roger that didn't break the window paper. There are so many women in the world, isn't it enough for you to see? Do you have to pick her? This is the way it is now, and everyone knows it! What other majesty do we have in Tyra! What face is there! "

"To shut up!"

Suger suddenly startled the old king with a sudden drunk. He looked at Suger in shock, and then slowly climbed up to his face in anger.

He slammed the table heavily, and also yelled: "Junk! Thank you for keeping me out of the way, and you have opened everyone up. Did you just talk to me in this manner? Do you want everyone to hear? Did you do all these bad things? "

It might have been too long before there were such intense emotional ups and downs, the old king's face flushed red, and an uncontrollable cough, Sugall looked at him and couldn't help sneering.

"Brother Huang, look at your appearance. Your body is already like this. You have to learn to shoot young and strong beards and stare at each other, and it makes you so uncomfortable. Why?"

Suegel's vulgar smile made the old king goosebumps for no reason.

"Are you crazy? You talk to me like this?"

The king stood up and walked to the bed, but was stopped by Sugal.

"Brother Huang, I was thinking of brotherhood and wanted you to sit in this seat for a few more days. Unfortunately, your good son Roger, he was really aggressive to my uncle! I don't want to move so fast, but He has driven me to this share, and you are so stupid that you have transferred everyone away. Isn't it that God is helping me? "

Sugall approached step by step, the old king stepped back step by step, but he was forced to hit the display cabinet behind him, the corner of the cabinet hit his waist fiercely, and he bent down.

Watching the emperor brother who has always been so high in front of himself, Suger rose with a strong pleasure in his heart. He slumped and bowed in front of the emperor for so many years, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Suggel stroked the blue and white porcelain bottle on the display cabinet and said softly, "I remember that when I was young, the emperor liked to hide things here. You are so anxious to explore here, what are you looking for?

thing? "

The old king who saw his intention turned back quickly, reached for the porcelain bottle, but was pushed by Suegel to the ground first, and his fingertips touched a cold metal object, and Sugall's mouth raised a touch of pride. Smile.

"I said it all. Don't be stubborn."

The black hole's muzzle was aimed at the old king who was breathing on the ground, his clothes became a bit messy, and he looked completely without the confidence and majesty of the beginning, full of a heroic tragic sorrow.

"Be quiet, do n’t waste your efforts. My people should have replaced your patrol in your palace at this time. I ’m still wondering if I can take a risk directly in the palace. I ca n’t think of the emperor ’s thoughtfulness and I ’ve already done it Arranged properly. "Suegel squatted in front of him, smiling grimly.

The old king had seen the world, and was not confused by him in a few words. He looked at Suegel calmly and asked calmly, "What on earth do you want?"

"What?" Like hearing something funny, Sugall grinned unscrupulously, tears almost came out, "What do you say I want to do?"

He suddenly smiled, set aside the insurance, and said coldly, "Of course I want to be the king of Tyra."

"You are presumptuous! Kekekeke ..." The old king had no idea that Suegel would be so brave, he thumped angrily on the ground, coughing violently because of the mood swings.

Suegel caressed the old king indifferently. Anyway, he had already won the game, and it didn't matter that the old man was in trouble.

There was a sound of neat footsteps outside the palace, and at first it sounded a team of well-trained soldiers. The old king's heart suddenly burst into hope, and he felt that Roger came to save him.

Unfortunately, the moment the door of the palace was opened, the old king was ashamed.

A team of strong men rushed in, scoring on both sides of the order, each of them stood with a gun and expressionless.

Although they are not badly dressed up as guards in the palace, the old king recognized at a glance that they were not guards in the palace. Obviously, they were all Sugers!

"It turned out that you had long since rebelled! You jerk!"

Although Suegel has always been a concubine, he has behaved fairly in these years. There has never been anything beyond conscience, let alone two people in his heart have always been brothers. When he took over the throne, Su Gehl is still young, and there is no contention and conflict.

So even if his brother had pointed his gun at him, he never thought that Sugall really wanted his life!

"So, my dear emperor, you are really not suitable for being a king of a country. A stupid person like you, if it is not for the identity of a sister-in-law, this life will be missed from the throne."

Suegel put away the gun in his hand and looked at everything in the palace leisurely. The thought of these things could soon become his possession, he shivered with excitement.

"The wolf's ambition! The wolf's ambition!" The old king's eyes had become scarlet because of his anger. He beat the ground fiercely, but only made himself look more desolate.

Against the background of the old king, Suegel seemed extraordinarily calm. He took a sip of tea, took a piece of refreshment and tasted it, admiring: "Well, the palace is better than my manor, since The death of my father, I have not eaten such a snack for a long time. "

The old king looked at him indignantly, as if tired of shouting and beating. He still kept the posture of falling to the ground, but said nothing.

"Brother Huang, you don't have to look at me like this. You used to have a lot of time. Roger is young, and it's difficult for a child to be a big man. What is your dissatisfaction with my uncle and uncle?" Seoul's eyes sank, and the front of the words followed, "Not to mention, the father and king were more interested in me then, I just took back my own things."