Royal Alchemist

After some passion, Feng Qi hugged Qiu Ye and sat in the corner contentedly, rubbing his waist once and for all, Qiu Ye leaned softly on Feng Qi's body, her tail hadn't been retracted, she swept over on the ground Sweeping over, Feng Qi stared at his dangling tail, and the fiery energy in his body rose again.

Qiu Ye didn't realize it, and was still wagging her tail happily: "Oh, actually, I still like to come to the real sword."

Feng Qi stared at the slightly reddened part connected to his tail, deeply convinced: "Well, I also like real swords and guns, do you want to come?"

"Really?" Qiuye looked up excitedly, "When?"

Feng Qi's eyes sparkled: "It can be done now."

Qiu Ye was still at a loss, she felt Feng Qi's fingers slide down along the crevice of her buttocks, because she was still hot and soft after a fierce battle, she suddenly got into the small hole.

"What are you doing! Take it out!" Qiuye frowned, tensing her hip muscles.

Feng Qi's fingers were caught in it by him, and he could come out even if he couldn't get in: "Didn't you say you like real swords and guns?"

"I mean fight, fight! The sand table deduction is just a simulation after all, and there is a big gap between it and the real battlefield."

"Well, you're right." Feng Qi stared at him with red eyes, took advantage of the opportunity when his muscles relaxed while he was panting, and pushed his fingers inward again.

The desire in the body raised his head faintly, Qiu Ye's tail wrapped around Feng Qi's hand, preventing him from going further.

It's good that he didn't move, but after doing this, Feng Qi's eyes became redder, and a certain part of his lower abdomen raised his fighting spirit again.

"Didn't you say that once you ascended the throne and declared the establishment of an empire, Solomon would attack us?" Qiuye glanced at his crotch, rolling in his throat.

Feng Qi added another finger, and twitched it slightly in the narrow corridor. It was hard to imagine that he was discussing serious issues while doing dirty things with his hands: "That's true, but I made them A little trouble, I'm afraid they still can't spare the energy to deal with us."

"What's the trouble?" Qiuye couldn't help snorting when her fingers brushed against the sensitive point in her body.

Feng Qi took out his fingers and pinched his buttocks, adjusted his sitting posture: "You sit up and move yourself, and I will tell you."

Qiu Ye almost slapped her up, twisted her face and said, "Dream!"

Feng Qi touched his lower back, and smiled slyly: "Don't you like me saying lie down and let me fuck?"

Obviously no matter what you say, there is a hot and provocative energy, Qiu Ye pinched his face: "I really want to tear this mouth of yours."

There was undisguised enthusiasm in Feng Qi's eyes: "Hurry up, honey, sit up quickly."

Qiu Ye looked like a piece of melted butter to him, hot and soft, she straddled him, supported the upright thing, and sat down slowly.

After sitting down to the end, the two cried out in comfort at the same time.

"Actually, it's about Ulysses." Feng Qi suppressed his twitching desire.

"Huh?" Qiuye was so excited that his mind froze a bit.

"Whether Ulysses is a black dragon or not, and what does it have to do with the dragon people? I think there is one person who is more anxious than us and wants to investigate clearly, so it is better to let him worry about the answer to the question." Feng Qi finished in one breath. These words made Qiuye's waist move rhythmically.

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Three days later, a horrifying rumor spread throughout the Solomon Empire: Emperor Ulysses is a dragon-man.

Good things do not go out and evil things travel thousands of miles, and the negative news of the superiors spreads faster than the speed of sound. The more absurd the more so, let alone about the emperor?Fear spread inadvertently. A few days later, various versions of gossip spread all over the streets and alleys. There was even a rumor that someone saw a ferocious black dragon flying out of the palace while breathing fire.

But this time Saffirol reacted very quickly. He immediately cleared up the rumors and declared that the rebels had slandered His Majesty the Emperor in an attempt to destroy the peace of the empire. He minimized the destructiveness of the rumors.

Safirol stood in front of the heavy door of the emperor's office, his eyes gloomy.Eliminating the negative impact of messages is what he must do, but it doesn't mean he is indifferent to rumors.

He doesn't believe in dazzling, he only believes in his own eyes. The fact is that the seed of suspicion has taken root in his heart long ago, and now it's time to blossom and bear fruit.

Father is a dragon man?

The real Emperor Father must not be the Demon Dragon Man. Could it be that the Father Emperor has been killed long ago, and now it is a Demon Dragon Man disguised as him occupying the magpie's nest and sparing no effort to destroy the empire?Harvey Andre is one of the closest people to the father, and it is very possible that he killed the father.

If not, then how to explain that the royal father is becoming increasingly neglectful of government affairs, indifferent to the empire, and even favors a villainous villain like Wallace?

Safirol straightened his chest and took a step forward. The guard pushed open the door, and Safirol walked into the office with steady steps.

The sunlight illuminates half of the office, Ulysses sits at the large desk, half of his robust body is in the sun and half in the shadow.

This one in front of me is the dragon man?If so, where is the father?Sapphire's heart throbbed.

"Father." Safirol stood in front of Ulysses and saluted respectfully.

Ulysses glanced at Safirol casually: "What's the matter?"

"Father, the appointment and removal of the new batch of personnel has been prepared, please have a look." Safirol handed over a document.

Ulysses just scanned it and put it aside: "Got it."

Safirol glanced at the materials that were left aside: "Father, this letter of appointment and dismissal is related to a large number of senior officials of the empire, don't you want to read it?"

"I'll see it later." Ulysses pushed.

Safirol no longer forced himself, bowed his head and said, "The meeting starts in an hour, do you need to prepare in advance?"

"You can attend the meeting." Ulysses smiled. "This empire will be yours sooner or later. Work hard, my child."

Safirol raised his eyes, and it seemed to others that this was an intimate conversation between father and son, but there was no warmth in his heart, only suspicion.

Is he still the emperor?Exiting the office, Safirol clenched his fists.

After walking out of the office, he did not leave directly, but abducted to the queen's bedroom.

Since the queen was frightened at the Independence Day celebration last year, she has always had some minor illnesses on her body. Every two or three days, Safirol will visit the queen and chat with her for a while. Although the time is not long, it is enough Express filial piety.

The queen's exquisite face was slightly sick, but it did not affect her dignity and elegance. When she saw Safirol, she pulled him to ask about his physical condition, just like an ordinary mother and child.At this time, Sapphirol's gloomy complexion will improve slightly, at least the queen mother has no strange changes.

"Safirol." The queen took Safirol's hand and said worriedly, "Recently, I have heard some strange rumors about your father."

"Mother, those are all rumors deliberately created by the rebels to disturb the hearts of the people. You don't have to take it to heart. I have ordered to trace the source of the rumors." Safirol comforted.

"Rumor?" Fear showed on the queen's beautiful face, "What should I say? Your father has become a little weird recently."

Sapphirol's heart tightened, did even the queen mother feel it? "What happened to the father?"

"He..." The queen smiled wryly, "I haven't had a good conversation with him for a long time, we've been dull all day long, and...he hasn't..."

The queen bit her lip, after all, she didn't say all the words in front of her son, but Safirol guessed half of the queen's hidden words, I am afraid that the father and the queen have not spent the night with the mother for a long time.

The spiritual bond between the alchemists is irreplaceable. The emotions of the two affect each other. When one of them has a problem, the other can clearly perceive it.Perhaps the empress was the first to notice the abnormality of the emperor, but she was ashamed to speak out, thinking that it was just a problem with the relationship between husband and wife for many years. It was not until today that even weirder rumors appeared that forced her to tell her son her state of mind.

"Don't worry too much." Safirol held the Queen's hand, "It must be because of the frequent disasters and turmoil in the empire these years, and the father is worried about state affairs, so he is anxious and negligent to you. "

The queen looked at her handsome son. She still remembered the moment when the first mother held the little baby in her arms and named it Safirol. Now, in a blink of an eye, the little baby has grown up.

"I'm really sorry for you." The Queen suddenly smiled.

"What?" Safirol was at a loss.

"The Solomon Empire has lasted for thousands of years, and it has turned into such a situation in your hands. Thinking about it, I feel ashamed of you." Although the Queen has never participated in state affairs, it does not mean that she knows nothing.

"Mother, please don't say that." Safirol said sternly, "No matter what the empire becomes, it is my responsibility, and I am obliged to do so."

The queen smiled in relief: "Go, don't waste too much time with me, do what you should do, and don't worry too much."

"Okay, then I'll go first, and I'll come to see you in two days." Safirol really has too many things to do.

"Also, be nice to your brother, he is innocent of the Mensa incident."

"I know."

The sun in winter is blinding people's eyes, but there is no temperature at all, and the wind is still biting cold on the body.

Safirol and Girod were walking and talking in the garden, Safirol suddenly raised his hand to cover the sun, and frowned displeasedly.

Girod, who was reporting to him, stopped: "It's too cold outside and the light is too dazzling, do you want to go back to the office and continue?"

Safirol's reaction was delayed for a second, and he shook his head: "Go on."

Girod had no choice but to ask the guard to get a coat, flipped through the notebook and picked out one of them: "Let's tell some good news, the rumors about His Majesty have basically been brought under control, and the focus of public opinion has shifted to the rebels, it's nothing People don't mention the dragon people anymore."

Safirol sneered: "Can this be considered good news?"

Girod was a little embarrassed: "At least this time Fengqi's trick failed. He wanted to stir up waves in the empire, but in the end it only caused a little ripple."

Safirol shook his head: "Don't you understand, this time he didn't want to create chaos at all, but to remind me that he thinks the father is... a dragonman!" Safirol was saying that the dragonman When speaking these three words, the voice was extremely gloomy and cold.

On other occasions, Girod would have vowed to uphold the reputation of Emperor Ulysses, but in front of Safirol, he didn't need to put on a fake face: "What are your plans?"

Safirol remained silent.

Gerald had no choice but to change the subject: "In addition, it was found out that the power of the Si Kou family has been helping Feng Qi, deliberately the previous few times. It is said that Feng Qi and Si Kou Yu have known each other for many years, and there must be transactions between them. .”

"His ambition has really been hidden for a long time." Safirol said coldly, "Go and warn Si Kou Yu, tell him not to be too arrogant. If he continues to act recklessly, I have plenty of ways to make him lose his flesh."

In fact, all he can do is warning and limited restrictions. The spread of rumors is based on the use of mixed forces and various private media. It is impossible to completely ban them.

Girod wrote it down: "One more thing, Wallace recently acquired a large piece of land to build a fencing park, saying that it is for His Majesty the Emperor to relax and play."

What he said was simple, but there was a lot to be said for "getting a piece of land" and "building a paradise", and it was a flattering thing.

Safirol's complexion sank to the bottom again: "Sometimes I really doubt that Wallace is from Fengqi, otherwise why would he spare no effort to dig the grave? Is he afraid that the empire will not perish?"

This is the first time Safirol used the word "death", and Gerald was shocked: "Your Highness!"

Safirol waved his hand, signaling him not to yell, suddenly he came to his senses, and inadvertently made a major decision: "I found out that I was in a dead end before, and now I figured it out. Now that I have come to today In this situation, father, or whether that person is a Demon Dragon or not, is no longer important."