Before he was crowned king II

Late night, Coleridge Chamber of Commerce, Golden Square.

Supporters of the Chamber of Commerce attended the meeting. The current chairman of the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce, Earl Muriel, sat on the sofa with a gloomy face like a dead body, with the logo of the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce hanging above his head.

Everyone didn't speak, and they all waited anxiously for their leader to speak.

Earl Muriel sighed: "As I said before, the death of Cavalier Martin is just the beginning. I think you have more or less noticed through the events of this week,? Someone in the capital is looking for the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce Trouble."

"It's the newly promoted civilian adjutant of the military department - Sean Miller!" In the next second, someone pointed out the name of the enemy of the chamber of commerce.

"Which of you has contacted him?" Earl Muriel asked.

The people sitting here looked at each other,? They are all nobles who boast their status,? How could they take the initiative to approach this kind of guy who has just stepped into the circle with half a foot.

"I remember, Spencer said a few days ago,? Going to warn Sean Miller." Someone suddenly remembered something, "It seems to be about the purchase of goods outside the city being detained by the military department."

"Where's Spencer? Where has he gone?" Muriel scanned the faces in the room, and saw another empty chair.

"I don't know..." The man shook his head.

"This guy is definitely playing tricks! It's just an adjutant! This is simply an abuse of power!" Someone couldn't help but speak with righteous indignation, "We can't be blocked by a civilian!"

"That guy is a lunatic! My servant reported the name of the Chamber of Commerce, but he broke a leg because of it! He definitely has ulterior motives, and that batch of goods cost me at least [-] gold coins!"

Anger was completely ignited in the hall.Others also began to scold the military adjutant named Sean Miller. These days, various businesses of the Chamber of Commerce have been more or less inexplicably targeted.

They can be said to be one of the very few powerful and wealthy "high-class people" in the capital. On the road of making money with the brand of "Coleridge Chamber of Commerce", they have always wanted the wind to win the wind,? The rain to win Yu enjoys the most favorable resources and treatment.

No one dares to really confront them. Even Princess Tisifeng, who has the title of "Spear of the Empire", wants to collect more taxes from them? She has to take care of their emotions on the face of it, and dare not really quarrel with them turn.

And now, a "fake aristocrat" who just took office dares to make things difficult for them everywhere? This is undoubtedly unacceptable!

"Earl Muriel." Everyone hoped that Earl Muriel would speak in the name of the chamber of commerce.Earl Muriel was silent, as if waiting for the complaints in the hall to stop.

"Earl Muriel, you are the chairman, we want to know your consideration?" Someone stood up and asked, "And the result of your negotiation at the palace two days ago?"

"Is it my turn to speak now?"

"Of course. We want to know." The hall gradually fell silent.

"Sean Miller, you keep saying that name and ignoring what's behind it."

Earl Muriel said, "If it's really just a lowly poor man, why do we need to get together to worry about it? Do you think a poor man killed a nobleman without any punishment, what does this mean? Someone is pampering him, Covering up his viciousness!"

"You mean the royal family—" The others looked at each other silently, their expressions becoming complicated.

"Princess Tisifeng's warning to us that day has already shown the attitude of the royal family, and now the royal family's support for Sean Miller is even more so!"

Earl Muriel paused and said, "The royal family wants to hit us. They think we have too much, which is beyond the limit of their patience."

"But, that's all the wealth we accumulated ourselves..."

"All wealth belongs to the empire after all." Earl Muriel stood up. "You can only spend money if you have your life. Do you want to be an enemy of the entire empire?"

Those who refuted slowly lowered their heads, no one had such courage.

"Recently, you should all restrain yourself. It is never too late to make money. Don't make mistakes in the order of important things. You will regret it when you have nothing..." Muriel finished speaking in a low voice, leaning on the silver Cane walked out of the hall.

The corridor of the golden square was a little dark, and after a few steps, Muriel heard someone chasing after him quickly.

Muriel stopped, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Spencer was caught by someone from the military department?" Muriel rubbed the palm of his hand back and forth on the silver cane. Put it in your eyes."

"Even if Prince Mars is behind him, or even the entire royal family, he should worry about himself."

Muriel tapped his fingertips slightly, "After all, he is just a vassal with the help of the lion's prestige. We are not worried about him, but the lion behind him. He probably didn't realize that his position would be replaced at any time of."

"Lord Earl." The person behind whispered, "We have someone following his whereabouts."

"Let's find a chance." Earl Muriel continued to move forward, "We should also let the impatient lion understand that we are not just backing down and making concessions when it comes to doing business."

"Yes..." The man nodded slightly, turned around and disappeared into the dark corridor.

St. Via Palace, the prince's bedroom.

"These days Earl Muriel came to me in two or three days, talking about the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce just established there, and in different ways, mentioning the former king's praise and trust for them.

His posture began to learn to lower and lower. You must know that when I wanted to summon him before, his excuses were richer than you can imagine. "Mars lay on the blond youth's lap, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"What about now? Do you think he's annoyed dangling in front of you?" Sean gently pressed the sides of His Royal Highness' eyes to help him relieve his fatigue.

"Who wants to listen to an old man talking about old things every day?"

"He hopes that you can remember the old love in the past." Sean said softly.

"Of course I know, he is not a professional troubadour." Mars seemed to be enjoying the massage on his face, and he couldn't help closing his eyes, "All this is your credit, Sean. You made them produce fear."

"I'm horrified when you say that," said Sean.

"Did you really kill Knight Martin?" Mars asked suddenly.

"..." Feeling the massage hand pause, Mars opened his eyes, watching the silent appearance of the blond young man.

"Why do not you speak?"

"Yes..." Sean resumed the movement of his hands, "In the Golden Square, I put the muzzle of the gun in his mouth, do you think it's too cruel?"

"Do you think I'm blaming you?" Mars held the hand on the side of his face.

"For whatever reason, I killed a nobleman."

"So what? To be honest, you gave me quite a surprise in this matter."

Mars rubbed the silver ring on the young man's finger with his fingertips, "You seem to have another side that I didn't realize."

Sean lowered his eyes: "In your heart, I won't kill him, right?"

"Well... Indeed, until now I can't imagine the picture you mentioned..."

Mars raised his left hand, pointed it at Sean's lips in a gun gesture, and said jokingly, "Did you do that?"

"It may be rougher than you think. Knight Martin looked very painful, and he hoped that I would spare his life." Sean said, "But I didn't, so I chose to pull the trigger."

"If you let him go, he won't let you go." Mars stopped his gestures and touched the side of the young man's face comfortingly, "You did a great job, Sean."

"Do you think I'm doing well?" Sheen said. "I thought you'd be disappointed?"

"Disappointed?" Mars smiled in a low voice. He slowly got up and straightened his short silver hair. "Why? Because you killed a scumbag? No, I feel quite tasteful and found A partner who keeps bringing me something new.

Sean, you know what?To me now, you are like a book that I can never get tired of reading. Every sentence on it can resonate with my soul. "

"I'm really glad you can be by my side." As he spoke, Mars couldn't help but look at the pale lips of the young man, a little lost in thought.

"It's a great honor to receive such a high evaluation from you." Sean said, "After these days, I thought you would be dissatisfied with me, but I didn't expect..."

"Ah, there are still dissatisfaction. You still need to improve in being a lover, especially in feeling the atmosphere."

Mars moved his hand down slowly, caressing the young man's Adam's apple, "I said so much to you just now, don't you intend to express something?"

"express……"

"Although I don't mind taking the initiative to approach each time..." Mars leaned his forehead lightly, and the distance between the two of them became much closer, and they could even feel each other's warm breaths, "But I'm still looking forward to you Can't help it."

"As you wish."

The two fell to the soft bed behind them in a tacit understanding, and the slightly cold lips of the young man made Mars's shoulders tremble slightly.

He could feel the young man's palm controlling the position of his neck again.

To be honest, as a noble prince, Mars is not used to such controlled movements, because every time the young man does this, he will be in a passive state.

But every time he was kissed, he would get delirious, and before he had time to mention it, his mind would be overwhelmed by the impact of other pleasures.

When the two separated, their breaths were a little chaotic.

"You may not know it, but the thought of you leaving me for a while makes my emotions uncontrollable."

Mars was lying on the bed, holding the perfect face of the young man in his hands, "You are still in front of me, I have already started to miss you."

"You don't want me to leave?"

"Of course, you are mine, with your name written on it." Mars smiled, took the young man's hand, and kissed the silver ring, "Fortunately, there is a time limit for separation, I can't imagine losing you , what will become of myself."

"Even without me, you will make a good king." Sean said gently.

"Perhaps the lonely king. Your existence means a lot to me." Mars said with emotion. He has always been as proud as the sun in the sky.

At this time, I actually had some assumptions in my heart to avoid what the young man said, "Don't say such things in the future."

How long can this good state last?The confident Mars was silent in his heart this time.

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