I disdain to wear the crown bestowed by God.

——Mad King Song York

"How do you know my identity?"

Although Feng Linshuang Gulosore was surprised, he did not panic. He just took off his disguise and revealed the temperament of a king.

Deep, heavy, and majestic, like a true superior in the Jade Pillar Palace.

If Xia Lan's followers were here, they would definitely point at him and say to Xia Lan, "Yes, that's the taste. Your Majesty, you should learn from him."

Hearing Feng Linshuang Gulosore ask this, Xia Lan really wanted to say: Of course I have seen your portrait, idiot.

The Linshuang Empire is right above Zilaner Island. He can't even recognize his opponent's face, so he might as well just run into a wall and die.

But for the sake of prestige, he certainly couldn't say that, instead he pointed at his eyes and said in a pretentious manner:

"Of course, I look with the eyes of wisdom."

Feng Linshuang Gulosore stood quietly for a moment, his purple eyes fixed on Xia Lan, and he said in a calm tone:

"My mother and the Prime Minister will never understand that the future of the Linshuang Empire lies not on the sea, but on the land. Only by truly standing firm on the land can we be invincible in the ocean.

We don't have a fleet that can rival the nations of the Western Continent. Even if we gain control of Zilaner Island, it will only be a favor to others. But we have an army and cavalry that terrify other nations.

Xialan Auglos, tell the leaders of Muye that as long as you form an alliance, you can preach in the land of the Frost Empire."

Xia Lan just sneered and didn't take the pretentious Emperor Lin Shuang seriously at all.

"Wait until you take power and then negotiate with me, Your Majesty. You are still a little naive to think of getting something for nothing.

I don't know what you are thinking. You come here to show off without even getting the power in your hands.

It's rare to see so many legends gathered together in a century, and only news of the Storm Godhead can draw these old things out. You want to use this storm to rule the country, right?"

Seeing Feng Linshuang Gulosore's reaction, Xia Lan said disdainfully: "I don't know what you two are thinking. You think these legends are all old and confused, and you can take advantage of them by fooling them a few times."

Feng Linshuang Gulosore chuckled, as if he didn't take Xia Lan's sarcasm to heart.

"I never thought of making a fuss about this. I am Wind Frost Guluosore, the descendant of the God of Winter and Frost. I don't need these rotten old things to take back what belongs to me.

I am not here for Zilaner's throne, but only for my sister.

Yohan Qiongwen is a complete idiot. He colluded with the Storm Church to harm so many powerful forces, and he also has an unclear relationship with the Abyss. Now he wants to eliminate the Thirteen Councils supported by the countries of the Western Continent.

How long do you think this kind of person can live? How long can my sister live if she marries him? Does this idiot think that he can do whatever he wants with the support of the Lin Shuang Empire? I really don't understand why that idiot chose this idiot. "

The fool that Feng Linshuang Gulosore mentioned is the current regent of the Linshuang Empire, Barry Landolmen. His plans include marriage, marrying off his daughter, and supporting Youhan Qiongwen.

Turning around, the emperor, who was the same age as Xia Lan, looked at Xia Lan and said seriously, "I support Jon Zilan's ascension to the throne. After I take power, the Frost Empire and the Zilan Kingdom will form an alliance. Together, we can change this unchanging world. How about it?"

Feng Linshuang Gulosore exuded an inexplicable confidence, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"You should talk to Jon Zilaner about this."

"Without Muye's support, what can he do?"

"After all this talk, I still have to rely on Mu Ye's power. Do you think that just because he is my brother-in-law, you can use him to hook me?

Feng Lin Shuang Gu Luo Suo Lei, when I was painting a pie and playing with the momentum, you were still playing the knight game,

Today I'm teaching you a lesson: when you're lying, wear a mask and don't let others know who you are. Because once they know who you are, they'll already know what you want and what you're trying to trick them into doing.

Xia Lan didn't know how this naive little emperor got out. She had to admit that this guy disguised himself well, making him think that they had a "deep love between brother and sister".

"When you return, learn more from Barry Landau and understand why he doesn't let you rule the country. Only then will you understand how ridiculous everything you're doing is."

After watching Feng Linshuang Gulosore leave, Xia Lan took a few more sips of the fine wine sent by the little emperor.

"This wine is even more potent with the hallucinogen. I'll try this method with brandy later. It seems to have a sensual root. I wonder if it can enhance male potency. Regardless, the propaganda must enhance male potency."

In order to increase the success rate, Feng Linshuang Gulosore added something to the wine, but Xia Lan knew what was in it as soon as she smelled it.

Xia Lan became more and more drunk as she drank and drank all the wine that was brought to her. At this time, someone else entered the military tent.

"Wife, why are you here?"

Xia Lan was lying on the bed holding a wine glass, her face flushed. She asked when she saw the person coming.

"Brigadier Auglos, have you been drinking?"

Zhen looked around cautiously outside, walked in and glanced at the wine bottles on the ground, frowned, and asked unhappily.

"Drank...drank a little, but don't worry, Frederick is here, he will sober me up if anything happens.

The pressure is high, but there's nothing I can do about it. This lousy place doesn't even have a cigarette."

Xia Lan stood up unsteadily, squatted down and looked at Zhen's belly for a long time, then looked up and asked, "Hey? Honey, why is the baby gone?"

Bang!

Kicking Xia Lan to the ground, Zhen looked down and said, "Xia Lan Augulus, whether you are really drunk or pretending to be drunk, I have to go out for something. If Luo asks me, just say that I went back to my hometown Su Lan to pick it up, and we will write off the matter."

"What was that?"

Bang!

"You know what it is, asshole!"

After slapping the dazed Xia Lan, Zhen carefully glanced outside and whispered:

"You're the only one I can trust, you bastard. Luo said you have a cold heart. You didn't even blink when Zilan Island was destroyed before you. Maybe you're the only one who can act so indifferent after seeing this thing."

Zhen took out a package from her bosom and stuffed it into Xia Lan's clothes. "Give it to Luo and tell him that I'm sorry I can't say goodbye in person because I know he won't let me go."

"Hurry up and go. What's there to be reluctant about? This is just a game. Don't you want to end it quickly?"

A man in black robe appeared in the tent at some point, drank some of Xia Lan's remaining wine, and spoke to Zhen impatiently.

"Do you want this thing to be opened and read by anyone, or do you want to deliver it to Luo in person?"

Zhen stood up and said dissatisfiedly.

"snort!"

The man in black robe snorted coldly. After she made all the arrangements, a space magic circle appeared under her feet and the two figures disappeared instantly.

Only Xia Lan was in the tent, snoring while holding a bottle of wine.