The old man put the silver coin in his hand. “I have a hobby of collecting strange things. I’ll take your coin. I will take you to the capital of the Rose Queen. However, I suggest that if you have any more silver coins like this, you can give them to me and I will exchange them for the local currency. Otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t be able to live in the capital.”
Linghu Lan thought for a moment, then took out all the silver coins she had on her, keeping only one and exchanging the rest with the old man for the country's silver coins.
The silver coin is exquisitely designed, with a circle of leaves on the obverse and a rose on the reverse.
"very beautiful!"
"Haha! Of course, we are the subjects of the Rose Queen. Compared to the neighboring countries, our silver coins are the most beautiful in the world."
Are there other countries in the surrounding area?
"Of course, the Rose Queen's husband, Prince Haimer, is a prince from a neighboring country. Speaking of which, it's a wealthy country, but their silver coins feature a sword. What a warlike nation!"
Another prince and princess?
A strange and eerie feeling welled up in Linghu Lan's heart. Since she entered the fairy tale world, she had already encountered three pairs of princes and princesses. Was this what was called class solidification?
The old man led Linghu Lan onto the boat.
Soon, the ship set sail, heading deeper into the sea, further and further away from the dark forest, until finally, they disappeared from sight.
Linghu Lan slept in her room for about an hour when she was woken up by a knock on the door.
"Child, get up quickly! We have arrived at the capital of the Rose Queen. You can disembark from here."
Linghu Lan hurriedly got up and, following the old man's instructions, went ashore from the plank.
After she boarded, the ship quickly set sail again. The old man waved to Linghu Lan from the shore, then remembered something and shouted, "You can stay in the capital for a few more days. I just remembered, in a few days it will be the tenth anniversary celebration of the Rose Queen's accession to the throne. It's the grandest festival in ten years. Have a good time!"
The wind carried away his voice, and Linghu Lan could no longer hear it.
After watching the old man walk away, she turned and walked into the city.
The city of the Rose Queen was the most exquisite of all the cities Linghu Lan had ever seen. The tall, white statues, the elegantly constructed fountains, and the exquisite architecture everywhere all demonstrated the Rose Queen's extraordinary taste.
The architectural style of the entire city is very uniform, except for one building.
Linghu Lan sat in a noodle shop, her gaze falling on a tall building covered in green plants, located behind the royal palace.
"What is that?" Linghu Lan asked.
“That one!” The proprietress looked up at it, then lowered her head to knead the dough again. “That used to be the royal palace, but it’s been abandoned. The old king built a new palace for Queen Rose and Prince Haimer, and they’ve lived in the new palace ever since they got married. After the old palace was abandoned, it became what it is now.”
“No, no, no, that’s not how it is!” an old man who was eating interrupted. “You young people have no respect for history at all. The truth of history is not like that. The palace was surrounded by green thorns and could no longer be inhabited, so the old king built a new palace.”
"So what? It's all ruined anyway, no one can live in it," the landlady replied rudely.
"No one can live there? Princess Rose clearly lives there, have you forgotten her?" the old man shouted.
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