Struggle for the throne
Sugar's usually honest expression was slightly shy. He scratched his head and stammered, "You, you are beautiful and smart, you will be chosen. I..." Sugar lowered his eyes in inferiority, "I won't be chosen."
"Who said you can't be selected!" Mia was angry. "Shuger is very good!"
Sugar laughed foolishly when he heard that, "No, no."
Seeing that pink bubbles seemed to be floating out of the two people, Yu Sheng smiled and took a sip of the boiled leaf water. Wisely, he stopped interrupting and turned to look at Frey. Frey was lying flat on the bed with his shirt opened, revealing his strong abdomen. However, his lower abdomen was no longer flat, but had a long, hideous scar across it.
Doctor Ye put his head close to Frey's scar, and his nose moved, looking very funny. Then he ordered, "Mia, help me get the medicine I made this morning!"
"Hey, okay, Dad!" Mia ran to the back room and brought out a bowl of sticky, black stuff with a pungent smell. Doctor Ye Zi skillfully applied the entire bowl of medicine to Frey's body. Yu Sheng heard Frey let out a small hiss.
"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng walked over and asked cautiously, "Does it still hurt?"
Frey raised the corner of his lip, "It doesn't hurt, it's cool."
Yu Sheng's worries instantly faded, and he raised his chin, saying, "It'll cool down your bad thoughts! It'll save you from thinking bad things all day!" For convenience, at night, when it was time to sleep, Grandma had instructed Sugar to divide the small room into two sections with a tall wooden board. Fortunately, there was a simple bed, otherwise there wouldn't have been enough space for so many people. But Frey, a stoic but scoundrel, actually took advantage of a broken board to drag Yu Sheng into bed and make a scene! Yu Sheng's face flushed red, and he bit his lip hard to keep from making a sound.
Yu Sheng wasn't particularly angry. After all, Frey's health was beginning to recover, and as a young man with vigorous energy, it was natural for him to think about things, which was a good thing. It was just such a small room, and Sugar, being a half-orc and having keen hearing, it would be extremely embarrassing if he made a noise!
When the heavy snow stops and the weather warms up, they will start building a few cabins next to Sugar's house. Even if they don't plan to live there, it would be nice to leave them to Mother-in-law and Sugar.
"Come, Ah Sheng, I'll teach you how to identify herbs." Doctor Ye Zi went out, scooped up a handful of snow, rubbed his hands, and took a sketchbook from the bedside. He opened it and stroked his white beard proudly. "I drew this myself. What do you think? I still have a talent for painting, right?"
Yu Sheng smiled and said, "Yes, your paintings are so lifelike."
Doctor Ye's face flushed with praise, and she began to carefully explain to Yu Sheng the herbs in each picture.
"I wonder how Yu Guang is doing." At night, the snow stopped. Yu Sheng and Frey walked on the snow while chatting. "He was so young. He must not be able to accept the news that you and I are 'dead'." What's more, there is a time bomb in Yu Guang's body that can explode at any time. I wonder if the medical team has developed a cure for blue blood syndrome.
Frey lowered his head and kissed Yu Sheng's frown until the touch on his lips softened. "Don't worry, I've already found a way to have Yu Guang join the Glick family. Baijia and Moss will definitely find a way to help Yu Guang ascend the throne, and the medical team will do their best to treat the future emperor."
Yu Sheng understood that these words of comfort were actually in vain. They were trapped in this small village covered with heavy snow. It was a fantasy to return to Wenxing. They could only wait for the arrival of the warm season in agony.
——Wenxing, Prince's Mansion——
"Where did Frey Glick get a son from?! It's fake, absolutely fake!" Ampe was furious in the room, sweeping everything on the table to the floor, shattering porcelain and glass into a mess. "Bah! A ten-year-old bastard wants to steal the throne from me? Dream on!"
The servants around him all lowered their heads in fear, and dared not say a word even when the flying porcelain fragments scratched their ankles.
"Mr. Luther is here." Suddenly, a maid came over and whispered outside the door.
The servants all breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Luther had arrived, they no longer had to stand there.
After Luther came in, he dismissed the servants and closed the door. He frowned as he walked around a pile of broken porcelain pieces and said, "Your Highness, you must calm down."
Seeing Luther coming, Ampe hurried forward, his features wrinkled with anxiety. "Mr. Luther, tomorrow the royal family will officially announce Frey's death. Whether I can ascend to the throne then depends on the will of the people! But how can I possibly compete with Frey's biological son?!"
Luther frowned. "Your Highness, please wait. Let me think about it..." He didn't really believe Yu Guang was Frey's biological son, but since Yu Guang had married into the Glick family, there was no way to verify this. Furthermore, he had tried everything in the past few days, even sending orders to all his undercover agents, but he hadn't been able to get a single hair from Yu Guang. Therefore, it was too difficult to start with Yu Guang.
However, although he did not have Yu Guang's hair, Frey's hair was still preserved.
"Your Highness, the most important thing now is public opinion!" Luther's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "True or false, those ignorant civilians probably can't see the loopholes in the materials, why not..." He lowered his voice and said something to Ampe, and the anxiety on Ampe's face gradually disappeared, replaced by excitement.
At seven o'clock the next morning, the official royal news agency announced that the current Emperor of Wenxing, Mr. Frey Glick, had been confirmed missing, and Prince Ampe Glick and Crown Prince Leiter Glick had been nominated as candidates for the throne.
There are also three-dimensional photos of An Pei and Yu Guang below.
"Oh my God! Is there something wrong with my eyes? His Majesty Frey has passed away?!"
"No! I don't believe it! Oh my Majesty! My Majesty must still be alive and well!"
"If he's missing, just look for him! Nominating a worthless candidate is a waste of time! We only want His Majesty Frey!"
"You're so naive! Do you think the royal family hasn't looked for him? 'Missing' is probably just a euphemism. I'm afraid His Majesty Frey has already..."
This news not only caused a huge stir in Wenxing, but also caused a sensation in the entire galaxy. Some people who had previously looked down on Frey for shielding the Blue Beast and killing people secretly cursed him to death, but for the people of Wenxing, the fall of an emperor who was diligent in his work, loved his people, and made countless achievements in industry was definitely not something they wanted to see.
There were countless expressions of disbelief, unacceptability, and shock, and the arguments continued until the evening, only then did discussions about the two candidates begin.
"Huh? Is it my brain that's not working well or... when did our Wenxing have a crown prince?"
"I have no idea. Who is Wright Glick? I've never heard of him!"
"Since he has the surname Gorrik, he must be King Frey's biological son. However, judging by the photo, he looks very young. Can he inherit the throne?"
"Even if he's still nursing, he's still better than that Ampe who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, and even killed civilians with his hovercar!" Someone immediately came to expose Prince Ampe's dark history. "Besides, I believe that the prince taught by His Majesty Frey, with Baijia's assistance, will definitely be a good emperor!"
"Haha, you can already see a good emperor at the age of ten? Come on! It's more reliable for an adult to be the emperor. At least An Pei is doing very well now. He often does charity and expresses regret and apology for his past mistakes. You can see that he is still very sincere."
"You say he's sincere, is he? Any actor in the entertainment industry could be better than An Pei!"
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On the interstellar Internet, the people of Wenxing were fighting over the candidate issue, and just after one night, a new round of climax broke out the next day!
[Royal family veteran butler Luther appears to expose the shocking scandal of the Wenxing royal family]
The beloved emperor suddenly turned into a blue beast? Is this true or not? Read the information to find out.
[What is more terrifying than real guns and live ammunition is the battle for the throne, a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder]
"Damn it! Luther is such a nuisance!" Bai Jia saw the news all over Interstellar Network and slammed his fist on the table in anger. "Okay, very good. The information is quite sufficient. It seems that they had already started preparing before His Majesty got into trouble, right?"
Moss's face was also filled with gloom. He clicked on the video of the interview program that Luther participated in this morning. In it, Luther looked exhausted and said to the host with deep sorrow, "There is something I have been holding in my heart for a long time, but for my own personal safety, I have never dared to speak out."
The host said at the right moment, "Mr. Luther, you are the most prestigious person in the palace. You have been the palace's chief steward since the time of Caesar. How could your security be threatened?"
Luther sighed, "I am guilty. I was too cowardly and kept it a secret from the people of Wenxing for so many years. Only today, after learning of Frey's death, did I have the courage to sit here and reveal the truth to everyone."
The moment these words were spoken, everyone present was in an uproar. The weight of this information was overwhelming. First, Luther was implying that Frey was threatening his personal safety. Second, from what he was saying, this concealed matter was related to Frey himself. Finally, some attentive people had noticed that Luther didn't address Frey as "Your Majesty." What did this mean? It meant that Luther didn't even acknowledge Frey as the emperor of Wenxing!
Seeing this, Moss's face was so black that ink could be squeezed out of it. He could guess what Luther was thinking with his toes. Luther compared Frey's genes with the genes of the Blue Star people and concluded that the similarity was more than 50%, proving that Frey was the child of Caesar the Great and his pet Sharin. He had the blood of the blue beast and naturally had no human rights, let alone the right to inherit the throne. So by analogy, his biological son Light had no right to inherit the throne.
Bai Jia looked at the thick stack of genetic comparison data Luther presented to the camera. The countless technical terms and guiding arguments made his scalp tingle. "Luther's move has caused many people to believe his words. They are now questioning your Majesty's background and demanding an explanation from us."
Moss narrowed his eyes. "The information Luther presented doesn't prove Frey is a hybrid of a blue beast and an interstellar person. It's just a trick to fool people who don't understand genetics. How could he not know there's a loophole in it?"
"I'm afraid he's desperate and is using this method to prevent Yu Guang from succeeding to the throne and buy time and connections for An Pei," Bai Jia said. "I've already instructed the Biological Genetics Research Institute to compare the genetic comparison data Luther provided and prepare a counter-monitoring report to overturn Luther's conclusion, but this will take some time. Moreover, given the public's psychology, many people won't understand the data and will subconsciously believe it's evidence and lies fabricated by the royal family to cover up their scandal. By then, His Highness Yu Guang's support will be unrecoverable."
Luther had previously held back on releasing his data, likely because he understood its flaws; after all, he hadn't been able to obtain Frey's mother's genes. But now that Frey was dead, and Yu Guang's succession was even more popular, he had no choice but to throw the dirty water on the table. He successfully saved Prince Ampe from an embarrassing situation. In that sense, Luther's gamble paid off.
At this time, Caesar and Master Miller also saw the interview video on Star Online. Caesar narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and stared at the words "having blue beast blood but no human rights", wondering what he was thinking.
Master Miller's face flushed with rage, and he paced around the lab restlessly with his hands behind his back. "Ridiculous! Ridiculous! To forcibly deprive a living person of their human rights is absurd!"
"Master, don't be angry." Caesar said, "They don't recognize the human rights of the people of Blue Star, but I must make them recognize it willingly!"
At this time, the person who saw this video included Gary.
His fingers clenched unconsciously, and the fierceness and anger that suddenly burst out of his eyes scared Haydn who had just woken up.
"You, you were the one who kissed me!" Haydn blushed. "You won't regret it, will you?"
Gary was startled, realizing that Haydn was awake. He immediately gathered his strength, walked to the bedside, and pinched Haydn's chin in a gangster-like manner, "What, you're not pretending to be dumb anymore? Do you know how many people are worried about you? Especially the boss, he takes the trouble to make delicious food for you every day to comfort you, but you only answer 'hmm' after being asked three questions! You really deserve to be punished~" The last sentence was said lightly, not like an accusation, but like a comfort.
"I, I was—" Haydn swallowed back the excuse he was about to say. He drooped his head, sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm so useless. When Caesar heard about his friend's accident, he immediately took care of everything, but I ended up holding everyone back."
Although Gary scolded Haydn, he felt very distressed when he saw Haydn's expression. He bent down and bit Haydn's lips with some force, threatening, "Say something discouraging again? If you say that again, I'll strip you and fuck you to death."
"You! You!" Haydn was so embarrassed that his face flushed red. He was angry and embarrassed. His dark skin was about to turn red with shame. "I don't know when you came up with this idea. Stay away from me!"
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