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Emperor Bradley changed his sitting posture to a relaxed one and asked Irina, "Ms. Irina, I've always heard that you have a son. How old is he now?"

Irina didn't expect that Emperor Bradley would suddenly ask this question. She couldn't guess his intention and could only answer: "Your Majesty! My son is 22 years old today."

King Bradley asked again: "What is his name?"

Everyone in the hall looked at Irina.

Irina's son is of course the heir to Tomorrow Group, but she hid her son very well. Outsiders have never even seen what he looks like, let alone heard of his name.

This time the emperor asked in such a formal occasion, Irina couldn't help but answer.

Facing Emperor Bradley's repeated inquiries, Irina refused without hesitation: "Your Majesty! Please allow me to continue to conceal my son's identity."

"Why?" Bradley asked.

Irina replied: "I concealed his identity before for his safety. Now I conceal his identity because I hope he can follow the path he likes instead of being constrained by the identity of the heir of Tomorrow Group."

Emperor Bradley asked with great interest: "Isn't he interested in inheriting the Tomorrow Group?"

"Of course he will inherit everything from me, but I'm not sure if he is willing to devote all his energy to Tomorrow Group. I am not a good mother. I used to think I helped him choose the right future, but now I find that I was wrong.

I have let down the person who loves me the most because of my willfulness. I will not hurt my son again because of my willfulness, nor will I let anyone hurt him!"

Irina didn't know what the emperor's purpose was in asking about her son. She held her head high and looked at Emperor Bradley, telling him her red line with determination.

If anyone harms her son, then he or she must be prepared to bear the consequences of Tomorrow Group's full retaliation.

Even the emperor of the empire is no exception.

The ewe protecting her calf dared to fight with the lion for her life.

Emperor Bradley saw Irina's determination and laughed, "Ms. Irina, don't be nervous. No one wants to hurt your son. I just want to know about your son's situation and see which princess in the royal family is a good match for him.

Daenerys, Bramerol, Cathallendra, and Maelubelli."

When Emperor Bradley mentioned Maelubelli's name, he also glanced at Helotte deliberately.

Not all royal princesses are biological daughters of King Bradley the Great. Outstanding royal women may be canonized as princesses. Many women from the Elwin family and the Holman family have also been canonized as princesses.

There are now thirty-six princesses in the empire, not counting the old, young and married ones, and there are eight princesses of marriageable age.

The four people mentioned by Bradley the Great are those who are at the top of the list.

Daenerys and Bramerol are his daughters, Cathallanthus is the daughter of Lord Holmen, and Emma Rubelle is the daughter of Lord Elwyn.

Marriage is one of the important means for nobles to win over each other.

Emperor Bradley placed his two daughters and two duke daughters on a "tray" and presented them to Irina, which shows how important Tomorrow Group is in his heart.

Irina replied, "Your Majesty, let the children handle their affairs. I just want to run the Tomorrow Group well and fulfill my responsibilities to the empire."

Another contradiction made Emperor Bradley a little unhappy.

When Helot was about to speak up to help his mother, Duke Holman said, "Your Majesty, I think what Lady Irina said is right. We should let the children solve their own problems. Let's return this banquet to its theme. I think Aksalan Irina has all the qualities to be a noble."

The Emperor of the Empire wanted to form an alliance with the Tomorrow Group. Duke Holman was the first to support Irina's nobility. Helot Clauland's suggestion saved the Tomorrow Group from being split up.

Now no noble is blind enough to continue to jump out to oppose, but instead they all want to show goodwill to Tomorrow Group.

Even the nobles who had just stood up to accuse the Tomorrow Group of crimes raised their hands to agree that Irina could become a member of the nobility.

With the intervention of Duke Holman, Emperor Bradley did not continue to embarrass Irina and conferred her the title of Imperial Lord according to the procedure.

Soon, the conferring ceremony was over and Emperor Bradley left, leaving the hall to the noble officials.

All of a sudden, the noble officials gathered around Irina.

Helot brought two glasses of wine, gave one to Duke Holman, and asked, "Why do you interfere with your majesty's marriage with the Tomorrow Group?"

Duke Holman took the wine glass and said, "Although His Majesty values ​​Tomorrow Group, he will not marry his daughter to a commoner. His real purpose is to use my daughter to form an alliance with Tomorrow Group."

"I don't understand, isn't there Princess Emma Rubelle?"

"Emma Lu Bailey..." Duke Holman drank his wine, looked at Helot, and said with a smile: "Will you agree?"

Helot: "Why shouldn't I agree?"

Duke Holman smiled and shook his head slightly: "I don't know why you disagree, but I definitely don't agree to use my daughter for marriage. After all, Tomorrow Group is just a nouveau riche, and money is useless to me. And Irina made the mistake that all women make. She protected her son too well, and her meticulous care only created mediocrity.

I dare to assert that when Irina handed over Tomorrow Group to her son, it was the beginning of the decline of Tomorrow Group.

Bradley was reluctant to use his own daughter for marriage, so why would I marry my daughter to a loser? "

Helot almost choked himself on a sip of wine.

"Ahem...Your Majesty and the Duke really have a very long-term vision!"

Duke Holman said to Helot sincerely: "Over the past few hundred years, some families have disappeared, while others have continued to this day. Every noble here, no matter how foolish he appears, has a family with a good inheritance behind him.

Such families constitute the cornerstone of the entire empire. Although those nouveau riche have the chance to become members of the nobility, if they want to truly integrate into the nobility, they must first go through the test of time.

"Caselandy is my favorite daughter, she is very clever and very beautiful. I hope her husband is a nobleman who matches her family, not a useless son of a lord."

There aren't many nobles who match the Holman family.

Helot had already understood the hint from the Violet Duke.

"I suddenly thought of something." Helot made an excuse and prepared to slip away: "I have to go to the court physician to find out about Princess Emma Rubelle's condition. Excuse me..."

"Go ahead. I hope you can accept the truth and think about what I told you... I'm the only one who is truly helping you."

What is the truth?

Helot felt as if there was a thorn in his heart.

"I'll think about it carefully!"

Helot hurriedly left the hall and found a court eunuch, asking him to take him to see the court physician who was responsible for treating Melissa.

In the palace's medical department, Helot met the doctor who was responsible for treating Melissa.

She was an old woman, wearing the same court doctor's uniform as a witch doctor, with sacrificial patterns embroidered on her grey robe and a boat-shaped hat with feathers on it. When Helot came in, she was mixing potions in bottles and jars, with different colours of smoke rising from the mouths of the bottles.

The eunuch who brought Helot said to the old woman, "Doctor Martha, this is Mr. Claulund, the current patriarch of the Claulund family. He has some questions for you about Princess Emma Luberi's condition!"

"Dr. Martha! Nice to meet you." Helot bowed to the old woman.

Doctor Martha quickly sealed the potion bottle in her hand, then stood up and saluted Helot: "Lord Claulund, it is an honor to meet you."

Helot asked the eunuch to wait outside the medical office, and then asked Dr. Martha about Princess Emma Rubelle's condition.

Dr. Martha found Princess Emma Rubelle's case in the filing cabinet on the wall.

"During the most recent checkup, Her Royal Highness's condition has worsened. The medicine I prepared is no longer able to alleviate the damage to her blood vessels. If the condition cannot be stopped from getting worse, her life will be in danger."

Helot looked at the medical records carefully and couldn't imagine how she could hide such pain from himself.

Do not!

It’s not that I didn’t notice it, it’s that I have been ignoring it and habitually putting all the work on her.

Most of the time, I forgot she was a patient.

When the medical record showed that she had only one year to live, Helot felt as if her brain had been struck by lightning.

"Are you mistaken? Melissa... How could Princess Emma Luberry still have one year to live?!"

Who would have thought that Doctor Martha would say, "One year is still my optimistic estimate. I asked Her Royal Highness to rest, but Her Royal Highness insisted on returning to the snowy peaks. You know that even in the warm season, the northern border is cold, and the cold will accelerate the collapse of Her Royal Highness's blood."