"Tread, tread..."

Four-horse-drawn luxury carriages galloped along the avenue, dusty all the way.

"Ahem..." Field lowered the curtains, not very satisfied with the road outside, sunny days are dusty, as long as you go out, it is dusty.

When it rains, it is difficult for the carriage to advance, and the road is muddy and uneven.

She thought of the road in Xiyang City, if she could get that mysterious technology, then travel would be labor-saving and easy.

"Your Highness, you will arrive at the imperial capital soon." Deacon Green whispered.

The group set off from Black Pearl City, and had been driving for a day in a row, and they were about to reach the imperial capital of the Flanders Empire.

"Hmm." Field nodded.

Jin Mo was full of curiosity, opened a slit in the curtain, forced the dust to fall, and looked at everything outside.

There were many carriages on the road, dressed in all kinds of people hurriedly, and she did not see any difference from the Yingluo Kingdom. Except as their carriages advanced, the people around them immediately gave way to the road.

As the carriage advanced, Jin Mo saw a tall city wall, more than ten meters high, which completely shocked her.

"The imperial capital has arrived." The corners of Deacon Green's mouth rose, and he finally returned home.

"Back to the palace." Field's expression did not change much, she felt more comfortable outside, if it were not for borrowing the power of the empire, maybe she would only send someone back to pass on a message.

"Yes." Deacon Green replied respectfully.

The carriage leader drove straight in, and the knights of the city gate did not dare to stop the carriage.

"Bustling." Jin Mo looked at everything in the city, compared to the royal capital of the Anglo-Luo Kingdom, the imperial capital of the Flander Empire was like the center of a country.

People come and go, and there are many stalls on the side of the road, selling meat and fish, blacksmith shops, etc.

Jin Mo had never seen such a lively scene, unlike the lifeless one on the Yingluo Kingdom.

"It's still so chaotic." Field looked out the window of the carriage, and she hated everything that was out of order.

"..." Deacon Green was silent, she knew Her Royal Highness, she just couldn't get used to all this, so she left the imperial capital to go out, and finally went to sea to another continent.

"Tread, tread!"

The carriage stopped, and the green deacon lifted the curtain and threw out a sign, and the knight of the palace gate immediately let him go.

And the news of Field's return also spread quickly, and Sandra, the king of the Flander Empire, summoned her.

The side hall of the royal palace, which is where Sandra rests.

In the restaurant, Field looked at his Sandra, who was now eating red fish, grabbing it with his hand, and the dining knife was thrown aside.

"You're finally back, my daughter." Sandra said quietly.

Sandra looked fifty years old, fat, had a big belly, and had a beard that was stained with soup and food crumbs.

"Father, you don't look like a king now." Field sighed.

"Hahahaha... Teach me as soon as you come back, Field, you really haven't changed. "

Sandra laughed heartily, pulled the tablecloth next to him and wiped his mouth casually, not caring at all, "As a king, you can come as comfortable as you want, otherwise what is the meaning of being a king?" "

"You still have so many reasons." Field rolled his eyes, feeling tired.

Her father was the most unreliable and least image-oriented king of the Flanders Empire, and many aristocratic etiquette was a in his eyes.

"Field, the king is to do whatever he wants." Sandra said meaningfully.

Field was speechless, and he didn't know who was a prince who understood etiquette back then, and when he became a king, he began to let himself go.

Even the current several princes are completely wanton, and all kinds of outrageous and humiliating things have been done.

"He who can control his desires is the one who can control his own life." Sandra stood up and walked towards the study.

Field was stunned, and her beautiful eyes stared at Sandra's wide back.

"Field, the Empire can now let me do whatever I want, but not necessarily the next generation." Sandra had a hint of heaviness in her tone.

"I see." Only then did Field realize that he had been a little naïve before.

As the most talented prince back then, her father also ascended the throne from among the major princes, how could it be as frivolous as it seemed, and she suddenly felt a little sympathy for those princes.

"Smart people, look at things without looking at the surface." Sandra turned to look at his daughter, his favorite daughter.

"I..." Field looked into his father's wise eyes and lowered his head in shame.

"Say, what will bring you back this time." Sandra understands her daughter, who is proud and wants to change the status quo.

"Another continent, you should know, right?" Field asked in a low voice.

"You know, there was news back two months ago." Sandra nodded.

"What do you think?" Field quickly asked.

Sandra was silent, and the two had already come to the study and sat down separately.

He closed his eyes and pondered, only to open them for a while, and said indifferently, "The empire has prepared three hundred ships. "

"What?" Field was stunned.

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