In the Name of the Queen

Fort St. Rurik, Summer Palace.

Empress Sophia's summer palace.

She doesn't like hot weather, so this palace was built on the top of a mountain, which is very cool.

To be precise, this is not a palace, but Sophia's private residence, which belongs to her other title, the residence of the Duke of Nizhny Novgorod.

I have a summer palace facing the sea. If the spring is not warm, the flowers will not bloom.

This is Sophia's leisurely life.

She doesn't like flowers very much, so the flowers wither wherever she walks.

Standing barefoot on the cliff, letting the sharp sea breeze blow across her cheeks and blow up her long hair, her eyes are as deep as the abyss, without any expression.

Unlike when she attended the Continental Congress, she is now less aggressive and more profound.

If you look closely, you can find that her appearance is also slightly different.

Her eyebrows and long hair have turned into a light blue since I don't know when, like a frozen ocean.

Just as she stood still in the sea breeze like a sculpture, a gust of wind came from behind her, and the blue mist condensed into a shape, which turned out to be a blue ice spirit.

The ice spirit's voice was not human at all, and it was stiff and sharp.

"Master, your human servant requests an audience."

Sophia turned slowly, nodded slightly, and walked out.

It was the day of the month to meet with important ministers. She had to provide confidence and brains for those imperial ministers who were eagerly waiting for instructions.

After returning to the empire from the Arctic ice field, her state of mind was completely different from before.

She was less and less interested in politics, diplomacy and war, and even a little bored.

She used to like to monopolize power, but after returning from the ice field, she just wanted to share power.

Unfortunately, she was used to being arbitrary, and the ministers she used were all strong in execution but lacked independent thinking ability.

She wanted to give up power, but she couldn't give it up at all.

If she had a choice, she just wanted to sleep quietly under the ice field until the day of return, but she had no choice. After all, this was her empire, and she couldn't just leave it alone.

It would be nice if there was a prime minister as capable as Roland.

This idea was indeed outrageous, and Sophia was amused by herself.

What was the reason for inviting Roland? Help me build the country so that I can beat your motherland in the future?

Go to the corridor of the reception room, with precious crystal mirrors on both sides.

These mirrors are placed at different angles, which can perfectly present people passing through the corridor in all directions without dead ends.

People with good figures like this place very much and call it the Angel's Corridor.

People with poor figures hate this place very much and call it the Devil's Road.

Sophia neither likes nor hates it.

Everyone has the instinct to pursue beauty, and she is no exception. But she does not think that delicate features and a well-proportioned figure are so-called beauty.

The swordsmanship that kills the enemy, the ice that freezes the enemy, and the wailing from the depths of the enemy's throat when the enemy struggles desperately but cannot escape death.

This is the ultimate beauty.

Her unique aesthetics.

No one can understand her, never.

Looking at the flawless face in the mirror corridor, Sophia suddenly felt dazed. When she turned her face, she seemed to see herself at the age of sixteen.

At that time, she was carefree. She studied swordsmanship, read books, and received military skills training every day, trying to make herself stronger and more outstanding.

She never put on makeup. After all, she was naturally beautiful and unmatched. Why should she use the powder with a strange smell to taint the natural beauty?

Sophia's footsteps suddenly stopped. She thought of a person. The calm lake of her heart seemed to have fallen into a small stone and rippled slightly.

Well, except for the short-eared elf.

She had set a life goal for herself, to emulate the famous female emperor in the history of the Alemanni Empire and lead the entire continent to unity and prosperity.

However, her goal ended before it even began.

For the benefit of the family, her parents arranged a political marriage for her without any emotional basis.

Her husband was the emperor of the Vladimir Empire.

After fighting and keeping silent, Sophia finally accepted the fate's trick and embarked on a journey to the distant winter country.

She originally thought that this was a marriage that was neither happy nor unfortunate, even if there was no affection between the two parties.

After all, everyone was a person of noble status and had a bottom line for doing things. If the two parties could reach a certain tacit understanding, she would not mind fulfilling the marriage contract.

However, Ivan IV's approach opened her eyes.

Ivan IV was a standard Rurik chauvinist. He looked down on all nations and countries equally and believed that the Ruriks were the best nation in the world.

He could not accept the integration of the humble Odin bloodline into the royal bloodline.

Ivan's concept was completely different from the mainstream view.

In the traditional contempt chain, the Magic Empire \u003e the barbarians, and among the barbarians, Sussex and Golden Kite were the upper barbarians, Odin people, Talia people and other nations were the middle barbarians, and Rurik people and Wend people were the lower barbarians.

Ivan IV's anti-Tiangang cognition had no market even within the Vladimir Empire.

The Queen Mother insisted on marrying Sophia in order to improve the inferior barbarian bloodline of the Rurik people.

However, Ivan IV did not buy it at all.

Although Sophia had a stunningly beautiful face, a perfect figure full of youthful charm and an outstanding temperament, he still treated Sophia rudely with cold violence, and was even too lazy to do the superficial work.

Not only that, he also tried to have a baby with a beautiful girl of the same tribe, and even planned to let Sophia claim his bastard outside.

Sophia had no feelings for Ivan IV, so naturally she could not tolerate this humiliation.

If she were an ordinary person, she would most likely shed tears and live a miserable life.

However, she is an extraordinary person, an extraordinary person with considerable strength.

She didn't endure it for long, and after confronting Ivan IV, she took action.

Frozen blood dyed the Hermitage red.

According to official records, Ivan IV died unexpectedly due to a "cold".

On the same day, more than 700 members of the Guards died of "cold".

The Rurik people who advocated martial arts were shocked by Sophia's terrifying strength. After a brief shock, they supported Sophia as the new emperor without hesitation.

What Ivan IV is, he is just a sick man who can't even bear a cold. Who would cry for a sick man who freezes to death?

This is how Sophia came to the throne.

Simple and crude, but in line with the philosophy of the Rurik people.

After a brief pause, Sophia took steps again and walked towards the living room.

She smiled to herself.

Why are the dead memories attacking her again? Is she too fragile recently, or is she a little uneasy because the day of return is approaching?

No one in this world is her opponent, so why is she uneasy?

Sophia frowned slightly, still unable to figure it out.

There is a large blank space in her memory, as if it was covered under an ice sheet, making it difficult to see the true face.

There was a voice in the dark that seemed to remind her that everything would be revealed on the day of return.

Since you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

Although she is a little tired, this country really can't survive without her.

Several of her closest confidants are commendable for their loyalty, but they are all action-oriented, and at least half of their brains reside with her.

She does not complain about the incompetence of these important ministers.

This is her choice, her standard. She can't be happy when she enjoys convenience, and just hide aside when she encounters trouble.

When Sophia walked into the living room, several important ministers were already waiting anxiously.

Seeing Sophia, these important ministers all looked relieved.

"Your Majesty, you are still as charming as ever. I am happy for you."

Prime Minister Borisov flattered him with a smile.

Sophia sat down on the throne with an expressionless face, and tapped the armrest of the seat with her slender fingertips, making a crisp sound.

"No need to say compliments, how are things going this month?"

"Your Majesty, four more countries have disappeared or are about to disappear this month."

Borisov took a deep breath and said slowly: "First of all, the good news is that the Wende Empire finally surrendered. However, they are still insisting that this is not an unconditional surrender, and they require us to retain the territories directly under the royal family, including the capital. Varsa."

"What do our allies think?" Sophia did not rush to express her position, but continued to ask.

"The Kingdom of Tyrol only wants to get the coal-producing area of ​​Buskens, and the Kingdom of Pruden has already obtained the territory west of the Vistula River. They have little interest in the direct jurisdiction of the Wende Empire royal family."

Borisov muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Both these bastards said they respect your opinion. But the Pruden Kingdom also complained that they suffered heavy losses on the Western Front and could not continue the attack."

"The reason for the Kingdom of Tyrol is that their domestic conflicts are acute and they need to call back the army to suppress the domestic rioters."

Sophia said calmly: "Mr. Borisov, what do you think?"

"I think we can reduce the Wende Empire to a kingdom, cede territory, sign a customs treaty, and force them to side with us. After all, our real enemies are Sussex and Golden Kite, there is no need to spend too much power on them ”

Sophia turned her gaze to Sakhalin next to her and asked softly: "Mr. Sakhalin, what is the opinion of the army?"

Sakhalin was the leader of the Shadow Temple who was humiliated by Roland in Vaal City, and was a powerful man with the title of Blade of Destruction.

After the setback in Vaal City, he learned his shame and gained courage. In the war against small countries such as the Burley Khanate, he showed a calm general style, which was completely different from the impetuous man back then.

Now he has been promoted to general and is now the third most powerful person in the military.

When Suvorodin was in charge of the frontline war, he stayed in the capital and was responsible for logistics support and dispatch. His importance is self-evident.

Facing the Queen's inquiry, he raised his head confidently and replied loudly: "Marshal Suvorodin's attitude is very firm. As long as His Majesty needs it, he can completely eliminate Wende within a month."

"Oh? With the help of two allies, he spent half a year unable to break this hard nut. Now that his allies are gone, he is confident?"

Sakhalin said slowly: "The marshal did not explain the reason, he just expressed his determination."

Sophia looked at Sakhalin with interest and asked softly: "Mr. Sakhalin, where do you think the Marshal's confidence comes from?"

"Pruden and the Tyroleans are not participating. Although the number of troops participating in the war has been reduced by at least half, the logistical pressure has been greatly reduced. With the unified military orders, it is normal for the marshal to be confident."

Sakhalin answered confidently.

Is not it?

There are only a few hundred thousand troops left directly under the royal family of the Wende Empire. If the logistical pressure can be reduced, given the gap in combat power between the two sides, there is a complete chance of defeating the opponent.

Sofia was noncommittal and turned her attention to Angelina, who was standing half a step behind Sakhalin.

"Angelina, what do you think?"

Angelina's body trembled slightly, she raised her head in disbelief and looked at the Queen, with tears unknowingly forming in the corners of her eyes.

She was captured alive by Roland and put under house arrest. She lost her ice crystal blue ring and was even forced to recharge the ring, indirectly providing the enemy with an opportunity to study the Queen's strength. She did not make a mistake, but committed a crime.

With great trepidation, she returned to the empire with the books Roland had given her, confessed to the empress without reservation, and expressed her willingness to plead guilty.

Based on her understanding of the empress, she would execute her on the spot in a rage.

The empress would not tolerate any sand in her eyes, and her behavior was strictly speaking surrender.

However, the empress's treatment made her a little confused.

After listening to her confession, Sophia patiently asked a bunch of questions, and then told her not to feel stressed and to rest for a few days before returning to work.

Angelina originally closed her eyes and waited for death, but she didn't expect the empress to say so, and returned home with the joy of surviving the disaster.

How dare she rest? She just pretended to stay at home for a few days and then returned to work.

However, she was told to report to the cabinet as soon as she returned to the Shadow Temple.

Angelina, confused, was appointed as the assistant to the prime minister, with a level of deputy minister, equivalent to a deputy minister of the cabinet.

Angelina was overwhelmed by astonishment and ecstasy. She burst into tears and vowed in her heart that she would burn everything for the empire.

Just when she was full of fighting spirit and wanted to make achievements, she found that she was only nominally the assistant to the prime minister. Although she had a high rank, she had no power.

According to the Queen's decree, she had to observe every resolution of the cabinet and participate in every meeting, but she was not allowed to express her opinions.

In addition, her name was also on the list of people who would meet the Queen every month.

In short, she had to participate in the decision-making of national affairs throughout the process, but she could only watch and not express her opinions.

Except for not having power, she was no different from a normal cabinet deputy.

Her salary increased, her house became bigger, she had a title, a maid, and a special car to pick her up at work.

People who didn't know the truth envied her. She made a mistake outside but was not punished, but was reused instead.

If it weren't for the age difference, some people would even suspect that she was the Queen's illegitimate daughter.

How could she be treated like this if she wasn't her biological daughter?

However, the Queen is only six years older than Angelina, and no matter how bold a person is, he dare not talk nonsense about what a five-year-old child can do.

The Sun did not dare to make up such a rumor.

So there was a new rumor, saying that Angelina was the Queen's half-sister, and was the seed left by the Queen's father when he had a one-night stand when he was traveling in Fort St. Rurik.

Considering that Angelina is good-looking and has a temperament that is irritable and indifferent, the market for this rumor is very broad.

The Sun not only dared to report this kind of scandal, but even published a special issue.

Outsiders envy Angelina, but only she who is in the middle knows how uncomfortable it is.

Can only look but not touch, ugh, the taste of only being able to look but not speak is really too painful.

Obviously she has better opinions, but she can't speak, she is almost suffocated.

Maybe this is the Queen's punishment, which is more uncomfortable than killing her.

After calming down, Angelina accepted this punishment called silence.

She calmly watched all the decisions of the cabinet and the general staff, as well as Sophia's decrees when she met with the empress every month.

She was almost going crazy because of being suppressed, but gradually calmed down and watched coldly.

Unconsciously, she adapted to her new identity and almost forgot that she could speak. Even when she returned home, she was immersed in the sea of ​​books and couldn't extricate herself.

The books Roland gave her were all kinds of things. Even if most of them were donated to the Royal Library, the remaining dozens of books also inspired her.

Although the queen was punishing her, perhaps because of her many years of hard work, she still gave her the right to read in the Royal Library.

In this way, spring went and summer came, and unknowingly another half a year had passed.

Angelina didn't even notice that her eyes were no longer aggressive, and her smile was no longer a forced fake smile.

She laughed off the stupid policies that the cabinet came up with.

She also smiled knowingly at the excellent practices discussed by the cabinet.

She gradually got used to not talking at all, and also got used to the itching in her head every night.

Just when she turned the punishment into enjoyment, Sophia suddenly called her name and asked her to speak.

After a brief moment of surprise and excitement, Angelina wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.

The Queen never liked cowards, and she hated tears even more.

Her brain was working fast, and bits and pieces of the past six months flashed quickly. What she saw and heard, and the books from ancient times to the present, seemed to be integrated in an instant.

What Sakhalin said was all right, but he overlooked a very important point.

"Because, because the enemy can't think of it."

Angelina hadn't spoken for more than half a year. When she suddenly spoke, her vocal cords were still a little uncomfortable, and her voice was hoarse and low.

Sophia's eyes suddenly burst into a ray of light, and she let out a long breath.

Talents need to be polished.

Angelina is good at everything, but she is too impetuous and always likes to use force instead of brains.

However, her force is not as powerful as she thinks, and her brain is not as bad as others think.

She had always intended to train Angelina to be a wise general, but she didn't expect that this guy would take her as his idol and take the violent route.

There is nothing wrong with believing in force, but the mistake is not having enough force.

Sophia has always wanted Angelina to change, but she just didn't have the right opportunity.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that Angelina was captured by Roland, she put a lot of pressure on Angelina to make her wake up.

Fortunately, it seems to have worked well.

To be fair, the answer Angelina provided may not be the same as Suvorokin thought.

But it doesn't matter.

What matters is that Angelina is thinking independently and has come up with an important factor that Sakhalin ignored.

People's hearts.

Sakhalin's ability and experience are indeed above Angelina's, but his cognitive level will never surpass Suvorokin and Borisov. No matter how he is trained, he is just another executive with stronger execution ability.

But Angelina is different.

She has been manic, stupid, and frustrated, but she has never given up easily.

Even though she was under house arrest by Roland and was silenced by her, she still groped forward silently.

Sophia smiled with satisfaction.

Although it was still a semi-finished product, she finally saw the embryo of independent thinking ability.

Sophia did not comment on Angelina's answer, but asked softly:

"Angelina, I plan to let you replace Marshal Suvorokin and let him be your deputy. How do you plan to fight this battle?"

Sakhalin's face changed slightly. He never dreamed that the marginalized Angelina would suddenly turn over.

Could it be that the rumor is true, and Angelina is really the empress's sister?

Thinking of this rumor, his stuffy chest felt a little better.

Even if Angelina really surpassed him, it was not because of her ability, but because of her damn nepotism.

Sakhalin clenched his hands tightly, and then slowly loosened them.

He tried to maintain a calm expression, but he didn't know that every move was seen by the queen.

Sofia was not surprised by his reaction.

But she still felt a little sorry for this lack of surprise.

There are never any surprises with Sakhalin, whether it is a stroke of genius or stupid behavior, nothing.

He is like a precision machine, running precisely.

You can't expect a machine to think for humans, at least not now.

Sofia will certainly not abandon Sakhalin. Precision instruments have their uses, and as the helmsman, everyone must give full play to their abilities.

Facing the queen's inquiry, Angelina was flattered. When she was about to speak, she suddenly thought of the military theory books and war history she had read.

Changing generals on the battlefield is a taboo for military strategists.

Especially replacing the meritorious old general with a general who had just suffered a defeat and was idle is simply nonsense.

If this almost childish suggestion had not come from Sophia, Angelina would have objected without hesitation.

Since it was said by the Queen.

Even if it was said by the Queen, it is wrong!

Sweat beads as big as beans rolled down Angelina's forehead, dripping onto the ground, gradually spreading and forming a small puddle.

Sweating profusely, Angelina had to face the cruel reality.

If what the Queen said was contrary to common sense, if what the Queen said conflicted with her cognition, should she point it out?

In a flash, she thought of Roland.

If Sif said something wrong, Roland would point it out; if Roland made a wrong judgment, Sif would also point it out.

Angelina raised her head suddenly, without time to wipe the sweat that soaked her clothes, and whispered with all her strength: "Your Majesty, please don't change the generals on the battlefield. I can't replace the marshal."

After saying this, her body was almost exhausted and she almost fell down.

Sophia was silent for a moment, then burst into a crisp and hearty laugh.

Along with the laughter, snowflakes appeared out of thin air, flying in the summer palace in summer.

Although there is no summer in the summer palace, the current temperature is around 15℃, and it is impossible to snow.

These snowflakes are obviously from the Queen's call.

No, it is not a call, but the temperature disorder caused by her unstable mood.

Sakhalin's face suddenly changed, which was the prelude to the Queen's outburst.

It's bad, what is Angelina thinking, the Queen asked you to answer the question, not to let you oppose her arrangement!

He glared at Angelina fiercely, rushed over to grab her shoulders, and pressed her hard to kneel in front of the Queen.

"Angelina, you are so presumptuous! Apologize to His Majesty immediately!"

He looked at Angelina anxiously.

Although he was a little jealous of Angelina's favor, they were comrades-in-arms for many years after all, and he didn't want Angelina to be executed on the spot by the Queen.

Angelina certainly understood Sakhalin's good intentions.

He was protecting her, just like he had protected her, the last seat of the Shadow Temple.

If it were any other time, she would have gratefully accepted the kindness, but today she refused to give in as if she had taken the wrong medicine.

"Your Majesty, please don't change the generals at the last minute!"

Sakhalin was almost mad at Angelina.

He had always known that Old Five was not very smart and stubborn, but he had never expected him to be so stubborn.

Thinking of Angelina's tragic end of being frozen into an ice sculpture, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

Sophia's carefree laughter gradually stopped. She waved her right hand lightly, and Sakhalin's huge body like a giant bear staggered and fell to the side.

Other important ministers did not dare to face the Queen's anger, and quickly gave up their positions and hid to both sides.

In the center of the hall, only Angelina was left.

She raised her head, stood up, and her tone was cold and stubborn.

"Your Majesty, please think twice."

Although Sophia's voice was cold, it was a little softer.

"Angelina, you did a good job."

Angelina's body trembled slightly, she sighed in her heart, and her eyes looked out the window, drifting to the distant sky.

Oh, it was a sunny day. It would be nice to die on such a bright day.

If the queen said "you did a good job", it would definitely not be a compliment, but anger.

The queen's anger must be cooled by her blood. Today is her death.

Angelina was calm and just wanted to see the scenery for the last time.

Sophia stood up, clapped her hands lightly, and walked towards Angelina.

The ministers closed their eyes.

It's been a long time since I've seen the Queen kill someone in anger, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.

Angelina, alas, this child is really too weird.

It was a luxury for her to wish for a peaceful death that could allow the Queen to step down from the throne.

In the peripheral vision of the ministers who were trembling with fear, Sophia came to Angelina.

She patted Angelina's shoulders lightly a few times and said softly: "Angelina, from today on, you will serve as my royal assistant. You can give orders on my behalf during my absence."

She took out a bunch of bracelets from her pocket and put them on the stunned Angelina herself.

"Don't take it off, communicate with it more."

After thinking for a moment, she took off the dagger she carried with her and said solemnly:

"This Frost Gaze represents my authority. If anyone disobeys, you can kill them with this sword. You decide when to draw the sword."

Sophia, who returned to the throne amid everyone's stunned silence, showed a smile on her lips, raised her right hand to signal everyone's attention, and asked softly:

"Any thing else?"

The entire audience was silent. Borisov was the first to react, but his expression was a bit ugly.

According to the Queen's orders, he, the Prime Minister, now has to listen to Angelina's orders.

Although he didn't think the Queen's agent dared to draw his sword and kill him, Angelina was different.

She is so stubborn that she even dares to challenge the Queen's authority. What does killing a minister mean to her?

Borisov's already livid face became even more ugly.

Although I feel very unhappy, the work must continue. If I do not report the information completely, I will be derelict in my duty.

He continued to report to the Queen with some frustration.

The second country to disappear was the Kingdom of Oden.

Queen Sylve personally led an army of 180,000 to attack the Kingdom of Oden, and with the close cooperation of the navy and army, they quickly surrounded the capital of the Kingdom of Oden.

People thought this was a protracted and brutal war of attrition, but the Siren's Song changed the situation.

Siren Munina and Queen Sylve sang together, causing the front wall to fall into triple negative effects of charm, melee and sadness.

The Sussex army took the opportunity to break through the gates and enter the city.

Although the inner city is still in the hands of King Sven VII of Oden, he has long lost his will to fight.

His courage had been exhausted years earlier in the war.

Although it is possible to hold on to the inner city by occupying it, it will be defeated sooner or later without foreign aid.

Instead of waiting until they run out of ammunition and food to be taken prisoner, it is better to surrender early and seek leniency.

The result of the surrender was the destruction of the Kingdom of Oden. Sweyn VII himself was reduced to the title of Duke and moved to the Weimar area.

Just days before the fall of the Kingdom of Oden, the Weimar Confederation beat them to the throne and became the first nation to surrender.

The Weimar Federation collapsed under the wild offensive of the Jin Yuan army.

Christine's commanding skills were brought to the extreme, tearing apart several lines of defense of the Weimar Federation with scalpel-like precision, and reaching the capital city before the defense could be replenished.

If the Weimar Federation had a firm will to resist and stayed in the capital waiting for external reinforcements, it might be able to hold on for a few months, but how could the businessmen and politicians of the Weimar Federation have such courage.

They surrendered with mournful faces, and the Weimar Confederation was declared dead.

Five provinces were annexed to the Kingdom of Golden Kite, and three provinces were annexed to the so-called Sussex Empire of the Mediator.

At this point, plus the four provinces just taken from the Kingdom of Oden, the number of overseas provinces in the Sussex Empire increased to eleven.

In just three years, they opened eight overseas provinces for the empire (originally there were three), pushing Sylph and Roland's reputation to its peak.

The war spirit within the Sussex Empire was high, and countless passionate young people and industrial workers signed up to join the army.

After reading this information, Borisov felt a little depressed.

He never dreamed that in this race to annex small countries, the Vladimir Empire would actually lose to the Sussex Empire, which was not good at land warfare.

After the report, he asked Sophia for follow-up policies as usual.

However, Sophia did not give direct instructions this time, but said calmly:

"Please discuss national affairs with Angelina. Please don't disturb me unless there is something important in the future."

"His Majesty."

Although he had a headache, Prime Minister Borisov still stubbornly questioned, "Are you going to abandon us?"

Sophia's eyes drifted into the distance and she said slowly: "Of course not."

"You all continue to attack according to the planned plan. I will personally take action to clear the obstacles on the decisive day. This world needs a new order, a new order formulated by us."

Borisov and other important ministers breathed a sigh of relief.

What they were most worried about was that Sophia would completely let go.

Since she is still willing to lead the empire forward, nothing else matters.

Isn't it just to let Angelina take the power on her behalf?

She is the Queen's sister. What's wrong with her being lazy and letting her take care of her?

In short, the Queen is wise!

After finishing the report, Borisov and others bowed to Sophia and left.

Angelina didn't leave, she stayed uneasily.

There were still many things she didn't understand, and she had to ask the Queen for instructions in person.

After the important ministers dispersed, Sophia turned her eyes to Angelina and said calmly:

"I know you have many questions, but I will only answer two. Cherish the opportunity."

Angelina's brain was working rapidly, and she finally made a choice, "Your Majesty, where is your preset location for the decisive battle?"

"White Mountain."

"Why?" Angelina was a little confused.

"Does this count as the second question? If not, I refuse to answer."

Angelina quickly shook her head and asked the second question with gritted teeth, "Your Majesty, am I really your sister as the rumors say?"

"Back off!"

Sophia suddenly raised her voice and kicked Angelina out.

She didn't want to answer because she didn't know the answer either. She only found out later that she wasn't even her father's biological daughter, so she was used as a political bargaining chip.