Chapter 38 July Flower is quite comfortable, but don’t be so hard next time…
Such a thing happened during the purification ceremony that attracted much attention, and soon the news of what happened in the ceremony spread throughout the streets and alleys.
The circular classroom of the Saint Tropez Elemental Academy was filled with students, all wearing sky-blue robes and the academy's badges. Everyone knew that the professor was coming, but they were all excitedly sharing what they had seen and heard during the purification ceremony a few days ago.
"Someone tell me, was the last magic circle really activated by a servant?"
"Really, really, you can still see the red flame magic circle if you lean over the window."
"A servant? This is absolutely impossible." A voice broke the heated discussion between the two people.
"Master, your father should be at the scene, did he say anything when he returned?"
As soon as the young man sat down, people around him came over to ask him questions. He calmly straightened his robe and then continued with his own words without answering their questions at all.
"None of the servants are of noble birth. They are all people who cannot even awaken elemental power. How could they possibly step forward and activate a magic circle that only recognizes the emperor?"
"Noble birth? Do you mean that only people of noble birth can awaken their power?"
A brown-haired girl with a ponytail sat not far away with a book wrapped around her, looking at the young nobleman who was surrounded by people.
“Lidya, don’t be busy arguing with the young master at this time. Don’t you want to know what happened in the ceremony?”
Lydia's fingers lightly brushed across the pages of the book, and she reached out and took out a photo stone. Now no one gathered around the boy, and everyone came over to take a look.
The smoke and dust after the explosion was very thick, and the picture was unclear for a long time. All we could see was many mages and servants running towards the altar. Lydia pointed at the figure at the bottom.
"This is the man. Check for yourself whether it is the uniform of a temple servant."
"Wow! It really is."
"I can't see the person clearly, but I can see his hand on the magic circle."
The red flames rising into the sky broke through the dust, and the golden light followed closely behind. Everyone saw the black-haired man and His Royal Highness the Son of God beside him.
Of course there is also the emperor whose life or death is unknown, but to be honest, no one cares too much about him.
"It's probably because of His Royal Highness the Saint Son. His Royal Highness is also from the Herman royal family. You don't even know what the magic circle is, so you dare to make such a guess."
The black-haired young man sneered, immediately making everyone look at him.
"The history of that magic circle is even older than the Herman royal family. Originally, only mages with strong elemental powers could activate it. After the elemental erosion, it only recognizes the elemental power of the Herman royal family."
"Common people are common people, and they have little knowledge."
Lydia ignored his provocation and just smiled: "So many eyes are watching the magic circle activated by this man, and the magic circle has never been in this form. You just don't dare to admit that a slave that you nobles look down on has been recognized by the magic circle."
"And it has such great power."
As Lydia spoke, everyone subconsciously looked outside the window at the magic circle that was still running. The red and gold lights kept running, and the two colors of light never dimmed. This was already the fourth day. In previous years, the magic circle activated by Hope would only last for a maximum of two days.
"Are you happy? You are famous now."
Ye Yanze sat back on the sofa, and put his hand on the arm of the man who was half-crouching in front of him. He was not affected, but the gravel scratched his arm and there was a shallow scratch on his cheek.
This is of course nothing compared to Hope, who was in a coma and had a broken arm, but Ye Yanze still kindly told others that he was seriously injured and needed to rest.
Zelsa remained silent, bandaging and dressing him with his head down, like a silent and qualified servant. He had been like this for the past few days, and had been like this since he took him out of the altar that day.
Ye Yanze was a little confused, because in the past few days, Zelsa's service skills were so good that Ed couldn't find any fault with them. She didn't talk much, but just did things. He only felt his gaze when he was drowsy and wanted to sleep.
As soon as the gauze was removed, a long wound was revealed on the white lotus-like arm. The bleeding had stopped long ago, after all, it was handled by Ms. Sheila herself.
It was just a strong contrast, and it was shocking to watch. He knew how strong Zelsa's hand was, but it was very light at this time, and he even seemed to be deliberately not letting his hand touch his skin.
"Are you angry like this? Oh, because I made the decision for you without your permission?"
Zelsa bandaged him and stood up to leave.
"I don't have much patience. Zelsa." Ye Yanze's voice turned cold. He was wearing a loose robe, his long hair was braided by Zelsa, and he lowered his eyes to hide his emotions.
"If you leave me here, I promise you'll die a miserable death."
Zelsa put down the tray in his hand, turned around and strode towards him. His momentum and eyes made Ye Yanze shrink subconsciously. He stretched out his hand as if he was picking up a disobedient cat, and lifted him up with one hand, with the base of his hand clamped on his thigh.
He was too tall for Ye Yanze, who was only 1.7 meters tall. Ye Yanze felt completely insecure hugging his neck, but he soon relaxed and sat on his arms and regained some courage.
Ye Yanze saw that he was still holding the tray in his other hand, so he immediately stretched out his leg and kicked his arm. He didn't hurt him, but he hurt his own foot.
He couldn't find a chance to vent his anger, so he reached out to grab his hair, but it was not easy to grab. He had asked someone to cut his hair for him, and Ye Yanze was really angry now.
"Put it down! I command you, put it down!"
Zelsa handed the tray to the stunned Ed. He was so shocked that he didn't expect to see this scene again in his life. He didn't react until Zelsa carried his prince away.
"You were the one who did the purification ritual."
Zelsa carried him back to the room, pinched his waist and made him sit on his lap, then he looked at him and spoke.
Ye Yanze faced him with his legs apart. It would have been easy for him to stand up, but Zelsa was holding his waist and he couldn't move at all.
"Yes. Why? Are you worried about my brother?"
Zelsa's chest rose and fell, as if he was taking a deep breath. He himself didn't know what was wrong with him. He just kept thinking about the smoke and dust that day, and his arms and cheeks that were bleeding.
Ye Yanze quickly controlled his inexplicable anger, put his hand on his cheek and smiled.
"Didn't I say I would help you become the emperor? This is only the first step. Do you know how many people out there want you dead? Now you can't be my servant if you really want to."
Zelsa said nothing, lowered her head and buried her face in his belly. Ye Yanze's eyelashes trembled, and he had a very strange feeling.
"Next, I will recommend you to go to Saint Tropez. There are not only noble children playing house there, but also many mages who came from the common people. It won't do to just think about those slum friends like you did in your previous life."
Ye Yanze didn't want to sort out Zelsa's surging thoughts at the moment. To him, those were not important. He told him calmly about the next decision.
"I know you have your ideas. Don't worry, I'm happy to cooperate with you." Ye Yanze thought of the upcoming southern tour and pinched his ear, but he didn't expect it to be so hot.
What are you pretending to be? The leader of the Jishihui. I didn't expect that he is also a master of acting.
Ye Yanze concealed the mockery in his expression. After living a new life, he was indeed more resourceful and knew to numb the enemy's vigilance before taking action.
"Your Highness, Lady Bella is here to visit."
Ed knocked on the door carefully, afraid of disturbing the two people's good time. He didn't expect that the male favorite of His Highness would be like this. His Highness Luther still lost because he was too gentle.
Ye Yanze responded loudly and raised his chin to give orders.
"You seem to be enjoying being my slave lately. Now help me change my clothes."
Zelsa just raised her head and moved closer to him. Ye Yanze seemed to be burned by the strong desire in his eyes and frowned. Zelsa's eyes moved to his lips, and he slowly moved closer, even tilting his head a little.
Ye Yanze's eyes changed from surprise to eagerness to try. His fingers brushed across his lips and pressed twice nonchalantly, as if hesitating about something.
“Is this comfortable?”
There was pure curiosity in Ye Yanze's eyes, without any emotions, nor the inability to restrain oneself like Zelsa. Such innocence made him look somewhat childish and cute, but also ruthless.
After a long time, Ye Yanze lowered his head and held his cheek and kissed him actively. At first, he just tasted it lightly, and he seemed to quickly get used to the feeling of lips against lips. He stretched out his tongue and licked Zelsa's lips, making them wet.
Zelsa let him do it without responding. He knew Ye Yanze too well. Unless what you want is consistent with what he wants, it is difficult to reap the benefits.
"Your servants would do such a thing?"
Ye Yanze felt that he was barking like a dog, and that it was like he was asking him what kind of relationship he wanted to seal. So he slapped him lightly and said coldly, "It's meaningless."
The last word was not finished before it was swallowed up by each other's lips and tongues. Zelsa's kiss was urgent and fierce. Ye Yanze's fingers wrinkled his clothes, but never left. Her cheeks flushed and her eyelashes fluttered, not avoiding his gaze at all.
Ye Yanze held his cheek and raised his head to finish, but Zelsa caught up with him again, reaching forward greedily. Ye Yanze felt that he was a bit like a dog that tasted meat.
"It's quite comfortable, but don't be so hard next time." Ye Yanze raised his chin and touched his lower lip and continued to give orders.
Zelsa watched him turn around and walk into the cloakroom, and took a deep breath on the spot, warning himself that Ye Yanze only treated him as a tool now, and not to lose his mind because of that next time.
The next second he followed her into the cloakroom, carefully helped him tidy up his clothes, then held his ankle and knelt on one knee to help him put on his shoes.
Ye Yanze looked at the light falling on his head and the rise and fall of his back muscles. He felt inexplicably familiar with it, but he regained his composure the next second. It was as if those thoughts were wiped out, causing him to stand there in a daze for a moment.
Mrs. Bella was drinking tea in the small garden. No one was following her. There was no trace of sadness between her brows, but a smile on the corners of her lips.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
Ye Yanze sat opposite her and nodded slightly. Madam Bella glanced at him and the black-haired servant following behind him, and raised her fan to cover her smile.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to worry about right now anyway."
Ye Yanze laughed along and also ignored the emperor who was lying on the bed unable to move.
"My dear, is he the one who activated the magic circle? He looks really good. You have a good eye."
Bella has a pair of emerald green eyes. She looks about 40% similar to Sheila, but her eyes are rounder, her skin is ivory white and slightly plump, like a rich white pearl.
"Madam, what important matter has brought you here today?" Ye Yanze just nodded and smiled, without saying much, just picked up the teacup and drank tea.
Bella seemed to be awakened by this, but she quickly smiled and glanced at Zelsa: "It seems that you have won the favor of His Highness."
She was a little surprised and realized that this Zelsa was probably not just a chess piece in Ye Yanze's hand, but someone he allowed to sit at the table.
Therefore, she did not beat around the bush and looked directly at Ye Yanze and said, "My aunt already knows about the drugging."
Hope's talent is very poor. If he didn't drink a potion that temporarily improves his ability before the ceremony every year, he would not be able to complete the ceremony.
He should really thank the previous king, who immediately modified the magic circle in secret after realizing the decline of the royal court, so that it could only be activated by people from the Herman family. Otherwise, did he think he could still sit on the throne safely as the emperor?
"Madam, do you still think you can hide it from Lord Silla?" Ye Yanze, as the one who came up with the plan, was not panicked at all. Bella also relaxed her back when she saw this. She and her aunt used to be the only family members who accompanied each other.
But after she forced her to marry Hope for the benefit of the family, her relationship with her aunt became distant.
"No matter what, Your Highness is the one who saved me from suffering. I will not expose Your Highness."
The royal court was in decline before Hope came to the throne, and after he came to the throne, the royal court had completely become a mascot. He lived in fear and resentment all day long, and he only dared to vent to Bella.
No one helped her, even her aunt ignored her pain, until Ye Yanze smiled and held out his hand to her, reminding her that she was proficient in herbal potions and such talent should not be wasted.
It's not that she hasn't thought about doing this, but she just doesn't have the opportunity or the courage. As long as the magic circle needs Hope to activate it, he can't die.
Ye Yanze just told her to go ahead and do it.
"You don't have to be like this. Just like you couldn't kill Hope before, there's no way they'll hurt me for a worthless waste now."
Bella was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.
She whispered, "Valuable... Ha, so that's how it is." She clutched the fan tightly and whispered, "Originally, I had no other value except marrying him and becoming his queen, so I was abandoned."
"You see it very clearly." Ye Yanze nodded, and he continued: "Madam has done nothing wrong, but here, value is the law of survival."
Zelsa stared at him from behind, her brows slightly raised.
Madam Bella's face was very pale, but she still looked at Ye Yanze with a smile: "You will help me and say such words to me. Does it mean that I am still valuable to you for the time being?"
Ye Yanze just smiled and said nothing, looking at her with a calm and gentle gaze.
"I understand. I can guess that you need me to temporarily maintain the royal court so that it will not be directly abolished until someone you approve of takes over the royal court, right?"
Bella stood up and bowed, then said slowly, "Since I am still worthy of this, please promise me that no matter whether you succeed or not, you will help me gain my freedom in two years."
Ye Yanze was satisfied this time and said softly: "The fact that you can ask for this proves that I chose the right person."
After Bella left, Ye Yanze still sat there, slowly drinking tea and looking at the roses not far away, seemingly forgetting Zelsa behind him.
"Do you think she can do it?"
Zelsa stood in front of him, completely blocking the sunlight. Ye Yanze looked up at him, and for the first time, he looked at him with an appreciative eye and explained casually.
"If she can't do it, her aunt will help her."
Sheila did force her to marry Hope, but at that time Grote forced Sheila to marry Bella to his only son who was paralyzed in bed, and asked Bella to give birth to the next heir for that useless man.
Hope was very good at disguising himself, he was gentle, handsome and well-spoken, and he even took the initiative to lower himself and ask for marriage. At that time, the royal family had not yet completely declined.
She later found a way to prevent Hope from keeping the child, so that no one could surpass her as the queen and maintain Bella's position in the royal court.
"You mean, the head of Eli's family would do that for her..." Zelsa frowned after hearing this old story.
"Wrong." Ye Yanze sneered and stroked his eyebrows with his fingers, as if he noticed for the first time that he had a good appearance.
"Don't believe in the cheap feelings of any nobles in the capital. Sheila is only doing it for the benefit of her family. Between the Jean family and the royal court, she chose the royal court. Jean has Grote to suppress her. Bella was really just a reproductive tool in the past and brought no value."
"And the Royal Court... Sheila has the opportunity and confidence to get a bigger piece of the pie through Bella."
Ye Yanze gently rubbed his tall nose and spoke cold words in a gentle tone.
"You are going to be the emperor. Don't need me to remind you of this."
Zelsa knew it, but at that moment, he realized what Ye Yanze was hinting at. He was confused for a moment and asked for a little warmth from this ambitious man.
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