"Everyone, I'm very sorry! I can't marry Miss Lansha Baisai, so today's engagement banquet is cancelled!"

"Ah? What's going on?" "What's your Highness doing?" "There's a good show to watch..."

As soon as the third prince finished speaking, there was an uproar in the hall.

"His Royal Highness Pahlavi!" With a loud and angry voice, the crowded crowd automatically opened a path for the chief general of the empire, Old General Bessel.

The old general stepped onto the stage calmly, his gray eyes swept across the audience, everyone felt a chill, and the hall fell silent.

The old general glared at Pahlavi and said: "His Royal Highness, if you do this, please give the Bessel family an explanation."

The corner of Pahlavi's mouth hooked, and then he went straight to the emperor who had been sitting on the throne, and knelt down on one knee.

The emperor was so calm and terrifying, the farce just now did not shake the emperor's sitting posture in the slightest.

"Father, please forgive my rudeness. But the emperor is not making trouble out of no reason. I can't marry Miss Lansha because..." Pahlavi paused deliberately when he said this.

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting for the answer, Pahlavi stood up, pointed at old General Baissel, and said loudly: "The concubine of the Federation must not be the daughter of a traitor!"

"Coax", the audience was suddenly stunned and confused again.

The emperor finally stood up, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and said, "Please be safe and calm."

The emperor's voice was obviously sickly and weak, but his words overwhelmed everyone, and the hall returned to silence, everyone was waiting for the big drama that would kick off.

The emperor said slowly: "My son, you must pay attention to evidence in what you say and do. Do you have evidence for accusing the heroes of the Federation?"

"Lieutenant General Huey, please bring the things up." Pahlavi looked at Huey who had been in the audience.

In the eyes of everyone, this may be the first time this man has worn such a mighty and tall military uniform. Everyone watched Lieutenant General Huey hand over a stack of documents to the emperor with a serious expression, "Your Majesty, please have a look."

After roughly flipping through the submitted items, Milange said calmly, "Pahlavi, these materials can only prove that General Bessel committed a mistake in violation of military discipline, and it does not prove that the old general collaborated with the enemy and treasoned the country."

"Then Father, please take a look at this." Pahlavi presented the document just sent by Frenza with both hands.

As soon as the things were taken out, the face of the old General Bessel turned black, his gray eyes stared at the father and son with a menacing and bloodthirsty light.

The emperor took the beautifully bound document, turned one page, and then another. The sound of a plum blossom needle falling to the ground could be heard in the entire hall, and the only thing left in people's ears was the rustling sound of the high-ranking emperor turning the pages. The atmosphere is really weird.

"Pa", the sound of the pages being closed was crisp and loud, and the people in the hall were shocked.

"With the decision-making privilege of the Emperor of the Gülen Federation, I have granted the highest command of Lieutenant General Huey Bach, ordering him to immediately arrest all members of the Bessel family and take over all the rights of the Bessel family, including military power. Hand it over to the military department." Milanger said cleanly, even though he was weak, he was full of imperial aura.

"Yes, this subject has taken orders." With a snap, Huey straightened his heels, saluted the emperor with a military salute, and then sent a message.

Immediately, a pair of tall, tall, well-trained soldiers poured in from the gate of the main hall. The uniform team rushed away the already panicked crowd and went directly to the rostrum.

"Your Majesty, is this your attitude towards those heroes who fought with you?" Old General Baissel asked angrily.

"Regar Bessel, if you have anything to say, please leave it to the court-martial." Milanger replied without showing any weakness.

"General, please hand over the mecha and come with us." The young soldier said respectfully behind the old general.

"Hmph! Don't think that you have won just like this, the Bessel family still has the last trump card in their hands!" The old general's tone was full of unwillingness.

Seeing this, Huey hurriedly ordered: "Take it down."

The old general waved his hand disdainfully, threw the space button to the person in charge of capturing him, and then left first, followed by a whole pair of tall and mighty alpha soldiers.

"Cough. Cough. Cough." The scene was under control, the matter came to an end, and Miranger's weak body finally coughed unbearably.

Waving his son's hand to help, the emperor said to Pahlavi: "I will leave this place to you, and I will go back first."

"Yes. Father, please rest assured." Pahlavi replied.

"Farewell to Your Majesty." Watching the emperor leave with the help of the maid, all the people seemed to have recovered from this terrifying dream and said in unison.

"Your Highness!" Seeing her father being taken away and the emperor leaving ruthlessly, the woman grabbed Pahlavi's arm in panic.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Pahlavi broke away the woman's hand and said apologetically: "Among Huey, arrange for someone to send Miss Lansha back to the special committee for house arrest, and wait for the results of the military interrogation to be carried out separately. match."

"As you order, Your Highness." After speaking, Huey motioned for the subordinates behind him to take him away.

The woman tried to open and grab his hand in vain, and shouted: "Third Highness! Please, don't...I don't want to match anyone else..."

But how can a delicate omega be the opponent of a strong and tall alpha soldier, he can only watch himself being dragged away, and in this situation, the person he loves so much has always looked cold and indifferent...

The woman's frightened and shrill voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

Pahlavi smiled and looked at the crowd and said, "Everyone, I'm really sorry tonight. So, please leave first."

It was only when everyone had completely recovered from the sudden coup d'état, the third prince still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were deep and invisible.

Seeing the prince's resolute determination, as if he was afraid that he would have something in this person's hands, and that he would be the next to fall, everyone scattered away in a short while.

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