Before he was crowned king II

The four-wheeled carriage with the "Edison" family emblem stopped slowly on Syndra Street.

"Master Lambert,? The Earl told you, don't forget what he told you. Remember your identity, your presence is for the family..." The servant dressed in black whispered to the young man in the carriage through the door curtain .

"Lower my stance and let the family properly integrate into the circle,? I know why I came here... If it was out of my own will,? I don't want to come to this ugly place."

Earl Shelter's persuasion,? Lambert is tired of hearing it.As the saying goes, "You can't put all your eggs in one basket",? He is His Royal Highness Mars's loyal attendant? He is also the future head of the Edison family. He needs to properly maintain the interest relationship for the family behind him.

"The Coleridge Chamber of Commerce is detaining the fabric we ordered. My lord hopes that you can get close to that person tonight. It's best to negotiate this matter properly."

"The recent policies promoted by His Majesty Mars fundamentally restrict the "grey business" of the chamber of commerce.

With their financial resources blocked, they will naturally not sit still.This is not something that I can solve by showing favor,? This is their secret counterattack against His Royal Highness. ' said Lambert, stepping out of the carriage, coldly.

"This is the master's expectation of you, and it is also your responsibility to the family."

"I told you,? I see."

The servant handed over a heavy suitcase: "It contains the funds prepared for you by the master,? Give it to Knight Martin,? He is Earl Muriel's confidant."

"How much is there?" Lambert asked, frowning.

"One thousand gold coins." The servant replied.

Lambert didn't say anything more, he picked up the suitcase silently, and walked up the beautiful snow-white stone steps.

Golden Plaza,? The largest and most luxurious place for entertainment and recreation on Syndra Avenue in the capital city of Santa Via? It is the place where nobles, big and small, come and go socially most frequently.

In the past, this place belonged to the wealthy Grand Duke Henry. The golden building comparable to the St. Via Palace is like a sun that never sets. Every night, there is a lot of traffic, and it shines on the entire street.

After Grand Duke Henry was expelled from the capital, the golden square lost its owner for a period of time, until the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce bought it again.

Today, the golden square has been revived again, and the golden gate is open to all the rich and nobles. This dazzling sun once again shines on St. Via in the dark night.

"Honorable sir, your arrival makes the golden square flourish." The meticulously dressed waiter bowed to Lambert.

"Where is today's chamber of commerce dinner, take me there." Lambert issued an order directly.

"Hello, do you have an invitation card?" the waiter asked politely.

"No……"

"terribly sorry……"

"Can't you understand? I'm going to the banquet tonight." Lambert frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"Sir, this is a rule that the chamber of commerce dinner is only open to specific guests."

The waiter replied, "Would you like to try our other entertainment items here?"

"I'm not interested." Lambert said with a straight face.

"If you are in trouble, we also have relatively cheap services here."

"You think I can't pay the fee?" The waiter's words successfully provoked Lambert's anger. He glanced around, only to find that there were already many "watching the show" eyes around him.

"I just want to give you some advice..." the waiter said neither humble nor overbearing, "After all, you have been standing outside the door hesitating for a long time."

There were faint sneers from all around, Lambert clenched his fists, and suddenly realized that the waiter was waiting for him on purpose.

This is a blatant humiliation. Someone secretly knew his purpose for coming tonight.

"This gentleman is waiting for me." Someone said lightly.

The young man who walked up patted Lambert on the shoulder, and then handed a stack of luxury tickets that had already been paid in full to the hands of the waiter, "Except for the top floor, all the rooms on the first, second, and second floors, I paid for them a week ago. All pre-booked."

"All booked?" The waiter stared blankly at the tickets in his arms, he had never encountered such a situation.

The Golden Plaza is overcrowded every night, and basically every luxury box can be rented out.

Today was no exception. He knew that the boxes had been booked out very early, but he had no idea that the tickets for these boxes would appear in the hands of one person at the same time.

"I...I want to check, please wait a moment."

"Can we go and sit down in the box on the second floor first?" The tone of the blond young man did not show off even though he spent a stupefying amount of money.

He was wearing a dark dress, carrying an unfashionable suitcase like Lambert, and did not wear any expensive accessories. The most eye-catching thing on his body was probably his short hair that shone like gold.

"Of course." The previously polite waiter squeezed out a flattering smile.

"Let's go, President." The young man gestured "please first" to Lambert.

Lambert looked stiff, staring at the young man in front of him warily, and took the first step.

The blond young man smiled slightly, stopped his movements, and walked in front of him.

Lambert hesitated for a few seconds, and finally picked up his suitcase and followed the blond young man, stepping into this luxurious golden palace.

"When I got out of the car just now, I thought I had misunderstood the person, but when I got closer, I found out that it was really the chairman." The blond young man closed the door of the room and put down the suitcase.

"I also thought I had misunderstood the person." Lambert stood in the middle of the luxurious room, his eyes never leaving the young man.

"President, do you think I won't come here?"

"Because no commoner dares to come here to have fun... No, it should be because I forgot that your identity has changed."

Lambert said coldly, "Sean Miller, a young royal favorite, an upstart in the court who has no background and rose out of thin air. Sorry, no congratulations to you."

"Thank you, but it's just a change of title." Sean walked to the sofa and sat down. "Our original intention is the same, to dedicate loyalty to His Royal Highness."

"No, we are different. You have confused His Royal Highness Mars." Lambert's tone was blunt, "Using despicable and shameless means."

Sean raised his eyebrows slightly, and repeated Lambert's words: "Despicable and shameless means?"

"You don't have to hide it from me. Since you were in the academy, you have approached His Royal Highness with evil intentions."

Lambert's tone was full of remorse, "I shouldn't have left in the first place, and let you find a chance to seduce His Highness."

"Unexpectedly, you are full of misunderstandings about my promotion this time." Sean was not angry, and his tone was still gentle.

"If it weren't for the status of a lover, how could His Royal Highness agree to your ridiculous request for promotion!"

Lambert couldn't help raising his voice, "You were born as a commoner, you don't know magic, you have no achievements, you have no prestige, and you haven't even completed the most basic studies. The glory you get at this moment is another form for Your Highness. shame!"

"Mr. Lambert, are you too excited?" Sean raised his head, his face was a kind of indifference that is not often shown, "No matter in the past or now, my authority is higher than your."

Lambert's voice stagnated, and he gritted his teeth slightly.

"Out of courtesy, please sit down first and have a sip of tea."

Lambert's face struggled, and the blond youth's gaze was unblinking, showing a coldness he was not familiar with, like a sharp arrow hidden in the shadows, silently aiming at your head.

Lambert was very resentful. He was very unhappy with Sean's attitude, but there was nothing he could do about it.

In the end, he succumbed to the unfair favor of His Royal Highness, and sat down with a straight face.

"From the first time we met, you disliked me very much." Sean narrowed his eyes, "May I ask, since when did I offend you?"

"We are not the same kind of people." Lambert didn't want to elaborate on this issue. The grievances between them involved too many aspects, and most of them he didn't want to recall again.

"I don't know what standard you use to classify the people around you, but today, we appeared in the same place at the same time. In the eyes of some people, we have been classified as the same type of people." Sean took a sip from his teacup .

Lambert's mouth twitched: "What are you doing here?"

"What about you?" Sean asked.

"Where did you get so much money? It's not a small fee to cover the two floors of the Golden Plaza." Lambert asked in a low voice.

"One layer of 20 gold coins, two layers of 50 gold coins." Sean said, "In order not to attract attention, I borrowed different names and rented them one by one. In the end, His Royal Highness Fermars should allocate the money from the national treasury." Pay it off."

"You actually let His Royal Highness Mars embezzle the treasury at this time?!" The veins on Lambert's forehead were throbbing, but his heart began to feel cold. He knew His Royal Highness loved young people.

But I never thought that His Royal Highness would connive to such an absurd level, "Just to satisfy your vanity and preferences? It's crazy, it's crazy."

"So in your heart, His Highness Mars is so imaged?" Sean was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

"It's all your fault." Lambert clenched his hands tightly, as if he was about to make a move at any time.

"Perhaps, I really don't know, President, are you overestimating my charm, or underestimating Prince Mars' mind?"

Sean turned sideways and carried his suitcase to the table, "Did you hear that?"

"What are you talking about?" Lambert said hoarsely, the anger in his chest still hadn't calmed down.

However, the young man's topic jumped too much, so he had no time to find an output point to vent his emotions.

"Laughing noise." Sean pointed to the top floor with his slender fingers.

Lambert was dumbfounded.

"You were planning to join them, right? I heard a few words before speaking out."

Sean glanced at the suitcase at Lambert's feet, "Are there gold coins in it?"

Lambert's face froze, and he suddenly remembered his purpose for coming.

"None of your business," Lambert said, hanging his head.

"Indeed, I'm just lamenting the coincidence." Sean opened his own box, "At the same time, at the same place, with the same thing, I almost thought we were the same."

"What are you doing?" Lambert's pupils shrank.

"President, fortunately we met in advance, otherwise it would be very difficult to end in another place and time."

Sean picked up the firearm hidden in the box and said blankly, "Thanks for the coincidence."

感谢在2021-04-05?23:39:30-2021-04-06?23:47:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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