this king; that king

Since then, Jin has changed. Even though the wedding was put on hold, he also began to take the initiative to resume the lessons his father arranged for him.Whether it's going from one step at a time to being upright and upright in the class of manners, from casual reading to concentrating on reciting in the class of literature, or from fooling around in the class of piano art to mastering a hundred songs by famous masters, I would like to complete it within half a year. Change.

The old king was seriously ill, and the eldest prince began to supervise the country. Now the relationship between father and son is not so good, because the old king has doubts about the second prince after all.

The new king of the Northern Kingdom succeeds to the throne, and the eldest prince intends to marry Jin again, and the date remains unchanged.

The eldest prince monitored Jin's every move, but didn't find anything abnormal. He just concentrated on learning everything, as if he wanted to use learning to paralyze himself. The eldest prince didn't feel that Jin would pose a threat to himself.

What he didn't know was that every night, relying on coffee and refreshing medicine, Jin read the literature books and spell books in the Royal Library almost like storybooks, and the light bulbs came and went, secretly stealing the books to Jin , and the windows were tightly blocked with blackout cloth.

No one has ever been able to understand all the spells in the spell book, because those with high mana may not have the opportunity to enter the royal library, and the royal people may not be able to use them if they understand them. Unfortunately, they belong to the latter.

I would like to find that there is a record in the book that specific monsters can talk to God of Heaven and Earth as long as they go to the God of Heaven and Earth Temple at midnight and recite specific spells.However, the words of the incantation were difficult to understand, and Jin, who was gifted in literature and language, spent a month studying it bit by bit.

In the middle of the night, the light bulb sent Jin bit by bit to the largest temple of heaven and earth in the country. Dressed in plain clothes, Jin knelt down to petition the god of heaven and earth to increase her mana.

"I thought it was your rabbit who came to make a wish, but I didn't expect it to be you?"

"You know why I came - to improve mana and immortality."

The God of Heaven and Earth smiled like a bell: "Do you know its price?"

"I don't know." Jin bowed his head.

"Improving your mana is already an act against human beings. From then on, your spells will increase proportionally to the territory you own. Anyway, you are planning to do it, okay?"

Without any hesitation, I lowered my head and said decisively: "Yes."

"Eternal immortality is against the heavens. If you successfully become king, your body will freeze and grow from that moment on. If your country is destroyed in the future, the spell will be released."

"...In other words, if the country is destroyed, the body will start to grow again? Yes, I don't care, but you didn't say what the price of eternal life is." Jin said.

"The price?" The God of Heaven and Earth sneered for a while, "You know, eternal life itself is a supreme suffering, if you replace the price, you will not be a profiteer! Besides, I have to wait and see, if you fail, come and ask the old man for the price!"

This time, Jin bowed his head and hesitated for a long time. Originally, he would never do something that was not thoughtful, but he had to fight for a while. He really didn't know what he was stubborn about. He just stared at the cracks in the floor and lost his mind.

Finally he raised his head and let out a long breath: "Yes, please."

The God of Heaven and Earth paused for a moment, and felt a hand touch the top of his head. He felt numbness from his fingertips to the soles of his feet and then to the top of his head. He stood up and chanted the water mantra casually. Bo went straight to the sky, blasting a falling rain flower.

"The mana has become stronger!" Jin laughed, and turned back to hold the light bulb and jumped on tiptoe, "But I don't have any territory yet, what's going on?"

"Is your room not your territory?" The God of Heaven and Earth laughed.

"Slow down," the light bulb suddenly pushed away, kneeling in front of the altar, "I also have a wish."

"Say." The God of Heaven and Earth said.

"I am willing to live together with my master. If my master dies, I will also be wiped out. Before that, I will live with my master."

"Bulb...shut up!" Seeing this, Jin became anxious immediately, and taught a lesson, "If I die, you can find a better master, why bother?"

"Master, is he willing to give up on me and choose another familiar?" Light Bulb raised his head and asked back.

"I..." Of course Jin didn't want to, she was at a loss for words, but immediately changed her tone, "Of course, as long as you don't decide on this thing, I can change my familiar at any time!"

"It's a pity, I dare you, I don't allow you to change it, but you are not allowed to change it!" The light bulb patted Jin on the shoulder, and once again fell in front of the shrine.

So I would like to let the light bulb make the most willful decision.

Chaoyang is still beautiful, sitting in the room, looking at the information about the eldest prince's current situation secretly obtained by the light bulb. After all, his father is seriously ill, and he must be on guard at all times if he has the intention of usurping the throne.

"Brother hasn't made any big moves recently." Jin flipped through the file and said.

"Not necessarily," the light bulb pointed at the account book, "Look... the prices in the low-level suburbs close to the capital are soaring, and the capital often receives reports of sex. Isn't it a bit strange?"

Jin took a deep breath: "That is to say...someone is minting coins to buy things without permission?"

"It's possible." Light Bulb said.

Jin immediately jumped up: "Recently someone said that uncle is going to be crowned as king. Could it be that elder brother is secretly buying weapons and armor... to plot rebellion? But elder brother hasn't gone out for a long time, light bulb, let me find out who is here Take charge of this matter behind the scenes, and see when they start an incident!"

The light bulb went off in response, Jin sighed, wiped off his sweat and ran down the stairs to play in the garden as if nothing had happened.

Not long after, the eldest prince held a dinner party in the castle, and invited all princes and nobles. They presented delicacies from all over the world, lit crystal lamps, and invited the best band to play melodious and long dance music.

The dinner was a masquerade ball at the beginning, the young Marquis of the West was chatting with the ladies, laughing loudly, a young man wearing a gilded mask, a well-tailored off-white long coat and a shirt embroidered with ink lotus was very clean , a large golden bracelet on his right hand gleamed, and there were no other accessories, the boy stretched out his hand: "Sir, is it convenient?"

"I'm sorry, it's an honor to have a beauty invite me." Marquis Xi took Jin's hand, and the two spun and danced in slow tempo.

Jin deliberately fell down and fell into the arms of the Marquis, gently supporting the Marquis' shoulders with his warm and soft hands, sending just the right temperature, as if the soft voice of sex that seemed to come out inadvertently was right next to the Marquis' ears.The Marquis shuddered, his neck flushed.

Seeing the effect, Jin took the Marquis aside to invite him to drink, and secretly poured the meth from the bracelet into a cup for him to drink.

Not long after, the Marquis began to flush, and his breathing was heavy, and he pretended to caress his chest unintentionally: "Marquis, you are drunk...!"

The Marquis didn't notice anything, but felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the smell of the person in front of him was getting more and more alluring.When the two turned to the corner of the hall, the Marquis picked up Jin by the waist and slipped into the aisle.

Under Jin's command, the Marquis carried him to Jin's dark room, threw Jin on the bed, turned over and pressed Jin's hands tightly, stretched out his wet tongue to lick Jin's neck, and the other He opened Jin's collar and frantically touched it: "Here...is it here..."

Jin did not respond, neither pandering nor resisting, and just called out coldly: "Bulb."

The Marquis immediately came to his senses, only to find that a familiar appeared beside him, and gave him something similar to an antidote.

"Let go of me, beast!" Jin stared, sprayed water balls from his hand, knocked the Marquis to the ground, bared his teeth and screamed in pain.

Seeing that the Marquis did not give up and was still staring at him lewdly, he let out a long breath, called a fire to light the candle, and calmly took off the mask.

The Marquis looked a little discouraged, which was not surprising.He remembered that Jason said that the person he liked was "the most beautiful person", which meant that he was probably abandoned because of his unattractive appearance.Then we must make good use of this face to make the marquis give up.

"Tonight is in the palace where he is going to help my eldest brother in his rebellion, and it is also the military supplies he bought with money. It seems that tonight will be a sleepless night!" Jin said coldly.

"Is Your Highness ready?" Bulb asked.

"of course."

Halfway through the banquet, the eldest prince on the throne suddenly raised his hand and shouted towards the banquet hall: "The time has come!"

Behind the curtain, hundreds of soldiers rushed in from outside the long column, surrounded the guests, and pointed at the guests with knives and guns shining coldly under the crystal lamp.Some ladies started screaming, and the eldest prince spoke: "Nobles, the king's days are numbered, but he has no heir. I need your support to ascend the throne. I hope you will be loyal to me. Among the princes, I am the youngest The eldest, the most qualified, the most suitable to be king. I heard that someone wanted to support my uncle, so I made such a bad move, forgive me."

None of the guests dared to go forward to fight recklessly, at most they just drew out their swords to stand in front of the madam and glared at the eldest prince.

"Kneel down and say Your Majesty, I'll wait." The eldest prince didn't hear the sound of the Marquis's men starting to occupy the palace, and he didn't see the Marquis himself come to speak well of him, so he could only wait like this.

Suddenly a light appeared in the hall, and all the guests were quickly dragged into the passageway one by one to escape from the encirclement, and on the red carpet at the front door of the hall appeared a slightly disheveled teenager wearing a mask: " Not always!"

"Boy...!" The eldest prince was taken aback, stood up and ordered, "Kill him!"

Unexpectedly, Jin suddenly appeared behind the throne, threw a bottle of medicine on the ground, and shouted to the guests in the palace: "The eldest prince cannot be king. There are three crimes. One, the Marquis of the West has confessed that he poisoned the second prince. And the inside of this medicine bottle was obtained by me in the eldest prince's room, and it contained □□□. Second, for selfish gain, casting □□□, disrupting the business in the suburbs and even the whole city, and even interfering in the outer city, it is impossible for Mingjun. Three, the king has died of illness, and he deliberately did not report it, and hid the will, with ulterior motives!"

"Nonsense...! Father is not dead at all!" the eldest prince argued.

"That is to say, you admit that you killed the second brother...is that right!" Jin glared at the eldest prince viciously, "If father is not dead, why would you invite him out?"

"You...! Father is seriously ill, how can you use such an excuse...!" The eldest prince pointed at Jin's nose, and was about to order someone to carry out the seriously ill old king, when someone came to report that he had found it. The will was taken from the eldest prince's room and made public. It clearly stated that the throne will be passed on to the third son Jin. Everyone was in an uproar, but there were fingerprints underneath, so no one dared to say anything.

"Unfilial son!" The eldest prince turned his head and wanted to breathe fire at Jin.Jin grabbed the crown on the table, put it on her head, picked up the jade seal, stretched out her other hand and extinguished the eldest prince's pillar of fire, and blew a gust of wind, blowing the eldest prince down under the throne.

"I wore the crown, took the jade seal, and replaced the defenders with mine. I will manage the castle. How could you beat me?"

With a wave of his hand, a group of imperial guards entered the hall led by Yan, and pushed the eldest prince and his sergeants to the ground.

"It's too late to come down. Since I left the capital, I have been practicing martial arts and writing. I would like to help His Majesty!" Yan said in military uniform.

Wan also appeared at the entrance of the hall, pointing at the prince with his staff.

The eldest prince looked up in horror at Jin whose smile had been distorted under the mask, and cold sweat kept breaking out all over his body.

The boy wearing the crown bent down and said coldly: "You...you shouldn't have touched the second brother!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened up again: "This castle has been taken over by my people, whether you support me or not, you can come and go freely, please go back!"

Yan raised his hands first and shouted, "Long live the king!"

The nobles looked at the soldiers and generals in the hall and looked at each other, and then they raised their hands tremblingly and shouted: "Long live the king! Long live the king!"

Looking at the eldest prince being detained amidst cheers, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, but this feeling disappeared after a short time.

In the middle of the night, Jin came to the old king's room alone. His father did not die, but was panting heavily.

"You... come? What have you done...?" asked the old king.

"Look at what I'm wearing on my head, don't you know?" Jin sat on the bedside and asked.

"You...killed the boss?" There was still a hint of panic in the old king's eyes.

I sneered, and gently scratched the bed sheet with my fingernails: "If you have seen me and understood me well since you were young, then you should know that I am not such a cruel person. But I forgot, you see Seeing the eldest brother grow up, didn't you not realize that he is so cruel that he can poison the second brother to death?"

"He did it...? You nonsense!" The old king was surprised at first, then furious, but he couldn't move.

"Since you were young, you would rather be with your eldest brother than to see me who was young and innocent. Do you know why I dared to pretend that you were dead just now?" Jin asked, "Because the imperial doctor said you would not survive tonight, And the eldest brother doesn't let anyone else in, so no one knows your situation. But I don't plan to do anything to you, because you are my father, I have no right to hurt you, and I dare not do so."

Under the horrified gaze of the old king, Jin stood up slowly, took the will that the old king had written with difficulty under the service of the imperial doctor, smiled slightly, and cast a spell to burn it.

"Nizi...!" The old king's voice seemed to be forced out, "You have no right to succeed to the throne, and you have no right to manage my country! You are just an Omega... nothing more!"

"Enough!" Jin's sharp cry pierced the solemn air, his tears swirled in his eyes, his limbs trembled and he cursed at the old king, "You didn't deprive me of the right to go to school, I am very grateful, so I was so polite just now. I was born like this, what did I do wrong? You slapped me outside the city wall and told me that even the fruits of blood will be wiped out, because of you! I burn the will That slap in the face is just repayment. Father, I am useless, I am ugly! But the last thing a child wants to see is that even their parents have nothing but disgust for them!"

The old king stopped talking, lying there breathing out a long time, but staring fiercely at Jin.

"Sorry, father," Jin's tone calmed down, tears fell silently, he was still afraid of his father, so he subconsciously took two steps back, "I stole the throne, so I will cherish it."

After saying that, Jin turned around tremblingly but pretending to be calm, and left without looking back. The moment his snow-white nightgown was trailed out, the old king stopped breathing.

Jin knew that he shouldn't treat his father like this, so he didn't look back, and he didn't dare to shake off his fear of his father from the beginning to the end.But all of this ends tonight.

I am the king, the real king.

The author has something to say:

There is no technical usurpation at all