Roses blooming in the heart

The army rushed into the magnificent palace of the past. The nobles and royal families hiding here lost their former grace. They tried to escape like crazy, but were knocked to the ground by soldiers holding weapons.

"Go quickly, go quickly! You are the last hope!"

The old king sent the newly adult crown prince to the escape pod.

"Father!"

The crown prince was held down by the teacher behind him and tried to struggle out. He could only watch helplessly as the window became smaller and smaller until his father and the invisible palace were invisible. After arriving in space, he immediately opened a small wormhole to jump. , and then disappeared into the vast universe.

"Your Majesty, do you need to chase me?"

Rosetta Foster stood respectfully and leaned over to ask the woman sitting next to her.

She is the person in charge of this battle and the marshal of the main battle fleet, and beside her, sitting leisurely on the throne of the king of the defeated Man-Hungarian Empire, is her loyal object - the Holy Spirit. Queen of the Lens Empire.

"No need," Abelide looked at the person escaping in the video and said calmly: "Let me watch and see what he can do to add some fun to me."

Hearing this, Rosetta lowered her head even lower, showing great respect.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At this time, the old king did not know that the heir he had spent so much effort to send out had become a new toy in the hands of the madman he called.

"Bless my boy, don't get caught by that madman."

The old king made a prayer gesture, and the door behind him was forcibly opened from the outside. Only a few drops of blood were left by the guards guarding the door.

Without any resistance, he stood calmly and allowed the heavily armed soldiers to take him away.

The entire palace and the entire Man-Hungarian Empire belong to Abelide.

Another country's income territory.

"Victory always comes so easily."

Abelide supported her chin with one hand and only used the corner of her eyes to look at the person kneeling underneath.

The old king and queen knelt at the front, and the rest of the princes, princesses and others knelt at the back in order of their blood relationship with the old king.

Looking at the dense crowd of people in the hall, Abelide couldn't help but look down at the old king kneeling at the front. In fact, he was not old. He could only be said to be in his prime. It was just the number of children...

This is because he has been working hard to produce heirs for so many years.

Abelide looked away in disgust, as disgusting as her father.

"It's such a pity. I wanted to make a win-win deal with your country, but who knew it would end like this."

Abelide said deliberately, but the expression on her face was too lazy to pretend.

"Now that we have reached this point, Queen St. Lawrence no longer needs to be so hypocritical and deceptive."

Perhaps because he knew that his death was imminent, the old king also broke down and didn't care about anything. What he said made everyone standing there worried, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, he would be used as a punching bag by the queen.

"Huh?" Not only was Abelide not angry, but she had an expression on her face that she would only have when she was dealing with some interesting things. She looked down at King Manhun, who looked upright, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of her mouth, and said: "This is the first time I've heard such a description. It's very interesting."

"I hope you can still be like this for a while."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped to zero.

Everyone is at risk.

In this quiet environment, a small cry broke everything.

"Whoa, ah, whoa, ah."

The sound is not too loud, which is very obvious in this quiet environment.

Abelide raised her eyes to look at the source of the sound.

"stand up."

The voice was cold.

A maid stood up tremblingly with a baby in her arms. Even though she was very scared, she still gently comforted the crying child. The baby was very small and seemed to be just born. The crying was getting smaller and smaller now, as if it was about to die.

Abelide suddenly became interested.

"Is this your newborn child?"

The old king looked back. He had no impression of the child and said in an uncertain tone, "Yes."

This answer only made Abelide's slightly better face darken again.

"You don't even know about your own children? It seems that there are so many children. I'm afraid you may not even remember them all while kneeling here."

The cold voice was like a knife piercing King Manhun.

Abelide hated this the most.

Then he looked up at the maid who stood up and said, "Tell your king which child this is and who is the mother of this child."

"Yes, yes." The maid said with a trembling voice, trying to keep herself calm: "This is your Majesty's youngest princess. She is the child of the chief dancer who came to the palace to perform a year ago. She gave birth to the princess half a month ago. He committed suicide, and His Majesty didn't come here during this period, so he has no memory."

After the maid finished speaking, the old king had some impressions. There was indeed a dancer last year. She was good at dancing and good-looking. He wanted to take her into the harem. Who knew that the girl refused him because she was ignorant, and later she got her by force. I lost interest after a few times, and who knew I would have a child.

After the maid finished speaking, Abelide turned to look at the old king and asked, "Do you have any impression now? Your Majesty the King?"

Deliberately using such a respectful title made the person kneeling there look very bad, but he couldn't say anything.

"Yes, yes."

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Give me the baby."

Without any warning, Abelide said suddenly.

Before the maid could react, the soldiers snatched the little princess she had been holding in her arms and handed it to the woman sitting on the throne of her own king. The woman who was called a madman by the entire galaxy had killed her father and took her throne. Stained with the blood of brothers and sisters.

my princess.

The maid lamented in her heart that her poor little princess left this world just a few days ago, and she had not had a good look at the world.

The soldier didn't know how to hold a baby, and the baby was very uncomfortable in his arms, but she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to cry now.

Abelide took the child, even though it was still a baby, it was still a very beautiful child, with snow-white skin, golden hair, and blue eyes, but they were now weakly open.

Abelide reached out and shook the baby's hand, but the child in her arms only moved slightly, and then there was no reaction.

"What's up with her?"

Although they didn't say who it was, everyone knew they were asking about the child.

The maid quickly said respectfully: "Little princess, she has been hungry for too long and now she has no strength."

"Go and get some milk." Abelide didn't ask why she didn't give the child anything to eat. She just ordered the guards on the side to go to her warship and get something that the child could eat.

It is a blessing for an unpopular child in the palace to grow up, especially the mother of this child has no family status and is dead. Even the king himself does not know that this child exists, and it is even more difficult to survive. .

The personal guard came back quickly, but without a bottle he could only feed him little by little with a spoon. Fortunately, the child was obedient and was held obediently by Alberide without moving at all. Only his mouth moved his whole body.

After he was full, the child didn't move around. He was held obediently by Alberide, rubbing his face and squeezing his hands. He didn't resist in any way, but just smiled stupidly.

Such a simple and silly look made Abelide laugh.

"What's this kid's name?"

The hall was quiet and no one answered.

After Abelide asked, she also realized that the thing that couldn't control her didn't know that he had such a daughter, and of course others wouldn't care either.

"Let me think."

Abelide hugged the child. The child didn't know anything. She only knew that she was holding the food she had just given her, so she smiled stupidly.

But Abelide liked this very much.

"Let's call you Elena."

After saying this, Abelide didn't care whether the child liked it or not. It was a child anyway, so she wouldn't have any objection to the name she chose.

"You decide what to do next."

Abelide hugged Elena and left. She had found a new fun toy, and she no longer needed to stay here to find these fun things that she was tired of seeing.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Rosetta bowed her head respectfully, and after Alberide's figure disappeared, she took the gun handed to her by the person behind her.

Turning around to look at the kneeling man, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The feast has begun."