The Way of the Empress

"Grandfather, father..." Guided by the old butler, Zhuo Yang greeted Mr. Zhuo and Zhuo Hengyuan politely, but he turned a blind eye to the other person in the room.

Seeing that Zhuo Yang didn't say hello to his wife, Zhuo Heng opened his mouth and wanted to teach his son a lesson, but when he looked up and saw Zhuo Yang, he couldn't help but swallowed back the words of reprimand that had come to his lips in a daze. Unnaturally said: "Come."

Zhuo Yang is a beauty.

To be precise, she is a rare beauty.

His eyes are like lacquer, his skin is whiter than snow, his hair is as black as ink, and his figure is well-proportioned.

On him, you can pile up all the adjectives you can imagine about the beauty of Asian American beauty on him, and you still feel that you can’t tell how beautiful he is. It makes people feel that he is so beautiful that it is not real, just like a fake. Like a human being, it's hard to imagine that there is such a beauty in this world who is perfect from hair to toes.

Zhuo Hengyuan didn't like him as the eldest son, but every time he saw Zhuo Yang, he couldn't help but be amazed by him, feeling the wonder of the Creator, who could combine all the advantages of him and his ex-wife into this guide son.

Before Zhuo Yang was born, there were tens of thousands of beauties in the world, but Zhuo Hengyuan never believed that there could be someone who could look good enough to make people feel astonished.

And when Zhuo Yang was born and grew up——

With the living examples in front of him, Zhuo Hengyuan had to believe that there are such perfect people in the world, but they are rare, really too rare.

Now that time makes people grow old, only when Zhuo Hengyuan sees his eldest son Zhuo Yang, can Zhuo Hengyuan recall that when he was young, he was also a well-known handsome man in the empire, and he used to be so handsome.

Unfortunately……

"Yes, father." Zhuo Yang didn't treat his father with the slightest enthusiasm, but only responded indifferently, and then stood in front of Mr. Zhuo without looking at him again.

Seeing Zhuo Yang's indifferent attitude, Zhuo Hengyuan's tenderness towards his eldest son just because of his beauty disappeared immediately, and turned into disgust in an instant, and he didn't look at him again.

Zhuo Yang is his son, but he never takes him seriously as a father. He is far inferior to his younger son Zhuo Yu who can act like a baby, is pleasing and loves others.

Beauty is beauty, but it has no soul.

It is completely a perfect marionette in the hands of his father, Mr. Zhuo.

"Father, Zhuo Yang was brought up by you. You have been close to you since childhood, and never listened to my father... I think you should tell Zhuo Yang about this matter." At one point, the atmosphere fell into a stalemate, but it was Zhuo Hengyuan who spoke first and urged Mr. Zhuo to come.

I'm afraid that Mr. Zhuo's final decision will change because of Zhuo Yang's arrival.

Zhuo Yang looked at Mr. Zhuo and immediately asked, "Grandfather, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

Mr. Zhuo tapped the table with his index finger, thought for a while, and then said to Zhuo Yang: "Xiao Yang, grandfather has thought twice, considering your brother Zhuo Yu's temperament, it is too jumpy, I'm afraid he can't bear it. Carrying the heavy burden of the imperial concubine... Thinking about this marriage contract with the royal family, it is more appropriate for you to fulfill it... You see..."

"Grandfather, but me and the Lin family..." Zhuo Yang frowned, not surprised that Mr. Zhuo would make such an arrangement, but he still looked surprised.

This time, before Mr. Zhuo could speak, Xia Xiuzhi spoke up first: "You don't have to worry about the Lin family, we have already asked Major General Lin Xuan what he meant, and he is also willing to exchange engagements with your brothers. He and Xiaoyu are married. , you're going to be the crown princess... Now, it's all up to you to nod your head."

Zhuo Yang remained silent.

Mr. Zhuo immediately gave Xia Xiuzhi a sideways look.

Xia Xiuzhi fell silent.

"His Royal Highness is the crown prince of the empire and a national hero admired by everyone. Xiao Yang, take a look at this matter, what do you think?" Mr. Zhuo just opened his mouth. It was clearly a cold order, but But he pretended to be very humane and asked in a consulting tone.

The crown prince was indeed a national hero, the strongest sentinel recognized by the entire empire, and the dream companion of all guides.

But now...

But no one can go against their hearts and say that being the crown princess is a good marriage.

It is really difficult for Mr. Zhuo to say such things against his conscience.

Zhuo Yang sneered in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he just responded very obediently: "Grandson will obey his grandfather's arrangements."

Zhuo Yang was not surprised that there would be such an ending. On the way to Laide, or the day Zhuo Yu disappeared, he knew that there would be such an ending.

But he didn't want to resist.

Fortunately, he never had any interest in that Major General Lin.Therefore, when he inquired about some scandals from other channels, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Okay, good boy. Grandpa knows that you are a good boy who can't listen to his grandfather." Mr. Zhuo patted Zhuo Yang's hand, sincerely feeling that this grandson is very obedient and obedient.

It's just that it's a pity.

However, even if it was a pity, the guides of the Zhuo family were born to serve the interests of the family and sentries, and this was deeply rooted in the heart of Mr. Zhuo.

Zhuo Yang obediently let the old man pat his hand.

Xia Xiuzhi gave him a contemptuous look, and she didn't know how this little bastard could make the old man so happy.Feeling uneasy, thinking that Zhuo Yang is about to marry the crown prince instead of his son, he couldn't help but gloated and said, "Zhuo Yang, you should cherish this opportunity, if it wasn't for our Xiaoyu... You're a B-level guide, I'm afraid you haven't had the chance to marry the crown prince and become the crown prince's concubine of the empire."

The Crown Prince Modis Brikania is 32 years old this year. He was originally the heir appointed by the emperor. Even though the relationship between the emperor and the empress has long been at odds, and there are constant struggles, he has never thought of abolishing the eldest son of the concubine. At the age of 20, his mental power is so strong that it is amazing. He is known as the strongest sentinel in the empire. At the age of 21, he commanded and won one battle after another. He is known as the future god of war and hope of the empire. He has countless fans and supporters...

She was once the most coveted partner in the minds of all the guides in the empire, and her popular support rate was even higher than that of Emperor Winston the Great.

Back then, he was voted by the whole country to be the monarch who would bring hope to the people in the future in the eyes of all the people of Osfia. In the eyes of thousands of fans and fans, there is simply no guide in the world who is worthy of their royal highness.

But that was already that year. The era and legends belonging to the crown prince Modis Brikania all ended in the Battle of White Tiger Star nine years ago.

During the Battle of White Tiger Star that year, Modis Brikania led an army to conquer White Tiger Star, but was unexpectedly ambushed by the Alliance Army.He had a chance to escape, but in order to save his legion and soldiers, he exhausted his mental power, his mental power was completely crippled, his legs were blasted, and he could no longer stand up. Not to mention, even his face was poisoned by the venom Most of the erosion had festered, and after healing, it also left extremely disgusting scars...

Even life is dragging along reluctantly, and there is a risk of death at any time.

If it weren't for his contribution to the empire, his popular support rate was extremely high, and he might have been dragged down from the crown prince by his two younger brothers.

But now even if he is still the prince, in the eyes of all discerning people, it is just a matter of staying one more day.

Sooner or later, the crown prince of the empire will change.

It's just that the fans of the crown prince's followers and most of the people are unwilling to accept this reality.

Such a crown prince, even though he still has status and prestige, has no mental strength and can only sit in a wheelchair. He has been plagued by illness all year round, and may fail at any time. He cannot be regarded as an ideal person for a guide.

Not only that, but his face was ruined.

It is said that he once went out without a mask, and he also scared and cried several weak guides because of his ugly face, causing them to go back and have nightmares for several days in a row.

Such rumors have been circulating in the imperial star aristocratic circle for nine years. Zhuo Yu was so frightened that he lost his identity, so it's not surprising that he ran away with Lin Xuan just like that.

"So, I should still thank Aunt Xia?" Facing Xia Xiuzhi's provocation, Zhuo Yang immediately retorted. In this family, except for Mr. Zhuo, he would not give face to anyone.

No one should think of him as a persimmon and show off in front of him.

Especially Xia Xiuzhi who ruined his parents' marriage.

When Zhuo Hengyuan saw Zhuo Yang disrespecting his wife, he jumped up angrily on the spot: "Zhuo Yang, what are you talking about!"

"Heh—" Zhuo Yang sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Before he could speak, Mr. Zhuo gave Zhuo Hengyuan a cold look.

Zhuo Hengyuan immediately fell silent, not daring to present Lao Tzu's score in front of Zhuo Yang.

"Xiao Yang, you have to know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has become what he is now for the sake of the country and the people. He is dying of illness and is anxiously waiting to get married so that he can extract sperm and combine them to give birth to a child... If he has a millionaire One, as our Zhuo family, you can have—" Mr. Zhuo sighed, and the implication for Zhuo Yang in his words was obvious.

Since he was already doomed to only include this grandson whom he had carefully cultivated, as the head of a big family, he could only strive to maximize his benefits.

Spouses of royals have the option to remarry following a divorce or the death of a royal.

However, once they remarry, they will lose their status as a partner of the royal family and can only retain the title of Duke of XX.

Zhuo Yang, as the grandson carefully cultivated by the old man Zhuo, the old man hoped that he...

Zhuo Yang understood the grandfather's indifference, and immediately understood, saying: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a national hero, if something happens to him, I will keep chastity for him for the rest of my life, and if I don't get married again, I will never ruin the reputation of our Zhuo family. "

This is what old master Zhuo wants, and Zhuo Yang knows in his heart that he has already seen through the cruelty and indifference of this big family.

The old man doesn't need him to be happy.

All it takes is for him to exchange for the greatest benefits and benefits for the Zhuo family.

"I've wronged you, son." Seeing that Zhuo Yang understood what he meant, Mr. Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief, and held Zhuo Yang's hand with some genuine distress.

In this interstellar era, the average life expectancy of people is 250 years old, but Zhuo Yang is less than twenty this year.

Zhuo Yang's heart was cold and silent, and he tried to maximize the benefits to win sympathy, and said what the old man Zhuo wanted to hear the most: "For the glory of the Zhuo family, the grandson is willing to do whatever the grandfather asks his grandson to do."

"Okay, good boy." Mr. Zhuo patted Zhuo Yang's hand in relief.Others who don't understand the Zhuo family can't learn from Zhuo Yang, listen to his words more, so that he can save his worries.

Unbeknownst to them, the other members of the Zhuo family present looked at Zhuo Yang, but they were all contemptuous and mocking in their hearts. They only thought that Zhuo Yang was a marionette controlled by Mr. Zhuo, and he could do whatever he was asked to do.

Even Mr. Zhuo forced him to take the place of Zhuo Yu and the crown prince, the disfigured sentinel who could only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and whose mental power was completely crippled.

It's true that I don't have any thoughts and souls of my own.

Zhuo Yang knew what they all thought of him, but his face was calm, he just grabbed the old man's hand and made a request to him with his current advantage: "Just, grandfather, I don't know if I can follow the old man's hand." Do you have a request?"

"You said, as long as grandfather can do it, grandfather will agree to you." Although the old man Zhuo was a little displeased with Zhuo Yang's request at this time, he was still very talkative on the surface.

On the contrary, the others were startled, they didn't expect that Zhuo Yang, who was like a marionette, would make demands on Mr. Zhuo.

Xia Xiuzhi was afraid that Zhuo Yang would take advantage of her son, so she yelled on the spot: "Father, he—"

"Xiuzhi!" Old Master Zhuo interrupted her sharply, and looked at Zhuo Yang lovingly again: "Xiao Yang, what do you want, what do you want, just talk to grandpa."

However, Zhuo Yang did not open his mouth as loudly as everyone thought.

He frowned and said, "Grandfather, I want to take my mother away."