Chapter 49 Are the flowers blooming in July?
There have been many new things in the capital during this period of time. The head of the Hilt family and His Royal Highness the Holy Son are officially engaged, and the marriage certificate has been sent to various places for posting. Before this, except for a few powerful family members in the aristocratic circle, it was basically a secret.
Now that there is such a big fuss, it is obvious that they are serious. The marriage certificate that was published was even agreed upon by the previous emperor and the old master of Hilt. For ordinary people, this is just a piece of noble gossip on the streets.
But a storm arose in the power circle of the royal capital. At the joint meeting, Eli and Jean seemed to have reached some consensus and attacked Hilt several times in succession.
The Son of God, who had never participated in politics, was invited to attend the joint meeting for the first time. Although he never said a word, it was a shock to everyone present.
"The next item on the agenda is the increasing rebel activity in the south, brought up by Lord Grote."
The circular stepped joint conference hall had seats clearly divided according to status and family. Only the Son of God in a platinum robe sat alone in the first row, but next to him was Luther, the head of the Hilt family.
"The rebellion in the south has recently reached a point where we have to take it seriously. According to reports from local governors, most of the rebels are able to use elemental powers."
As Grote was speaking, there were whispers and gasps from the audience. The rebels had always existed, but they were just ordinary people and could not amount to anything.
The governors and mages in various places all belong to different families. Generally, they can be dealt with without using mages. If the situation is really difficult to handle, one mage is enough to handle it.
If the news were true, the situation would be completely different.
"Mr. Luther, you have heard so much, shouldn't you express your opinion?"
Groot asked many people to take turns to report, ranging from the recent patients with elemental erosion in several southern cities, to the activities of the rebels, the relevant clues of the Ji Shi Hui, and the current restless people in the south. Finally, he turned to the new governor of Gaia, criticizing him for his passive management, which allowed a large number of patients infected with elemental erosion to escape to surrounding cities.
Luther was playing with Ye Yanze's fingers under the table, occasionally touching the ring on his hand. Hearing this, he raised his head and pointed his hand to indicate that he was ready to speak. He said, "I deeply sympathize with the situation in the south, and I will pay close attention to the handling of subsequent matters."
Luther nodded slightly after he finished speaking and leaned back in his chair.
"Hilter has the most wizard resources. Didn't you have a smooth journey in the last operation to welcome back His Royal Highness the Son of God? You were able to get through the Jishihui and the rebels without any obstacles. So this time..."
A spokesman for the Gene family raised his hand to attack Luther, but before he could finish, a wizard from Hilt stood up behind Luther and interrupted him.
"The nine southern cities, ah, originally ten cities, have always been governed by the Gene family. Previously, there were monster attacks in the territories of other families, and the Gene family refused to help on the grounds that they each governed their own territories and it was inconvenient to cross the region. Are you talking about mutual assistance again now?"
Ye Yanze raised his eyebrows slightly and saw that it was a lady with short hair. Luther noticed his gaze and leaned close to Ye Yanze and whispered, "I promoted her to the Joint Conference because of her eloquence. How is it?"
Ye Yanze glanced at the gloomy face opposite him and laughed softly.
The two sides argued back and forth for several times, and Gene just said one thing, asking Hilt to help solve the problem, or at least to assist in solving it.
As for Hilt, because of Luther's initial response, everyone said that they needed to avoid suspicion and could not send a magician.
After all the arguments, they all came back to the fundamental conflict among the nobles, the territorial issue.
"When Lord Luther brought the wizard to the south, he ignored the governors of the cities along the way, and now he is talking about avoiding suspicion. Moreover, His Royal Highness the Son of God tours the south every year and comes and goes freely. Now that His Royal Highness and Lord Luther have concluded a marriage, doesn't it count as your interference in the nine southern cities?"
Gene's words directed the criticism towards Ye Yanze. Many people in the meeting stole glances at Ye Yanze, who was sitting steadily in his seat and seemed to be just there to watch the show.
On the one hand, he wanted to wait and see whether the Son of God would participate in politics and speak out, and on the other hand, he wanted to test what kind of relationship he had with the head of Hilt's family, whether they were subordinate and had to be bound together, or whether the two sides had some kind of consensus and were cooperating.
It was the sorcerer who was said to be very powerful who stood up immediately.
"You are right. This is indeed inappropriate. I will immediately propose to the Joint Conference and His Royal Highness the Holy Son to change the annual southern tour to the northern tour and change the location to the Hilt territory."
After these words were spoken, the huge joint meeting was silent for a full five seconds, and then Ye Yanze's laughter broke the deadlock.
The southern tour went to several major cities, but the small towns along the way had family estates, and it was not just Gene's interests that were involved. Their families had been watching the fire from the other side of the river, but now they were all dragged into the water.
The elemental erosion in the south is more serious, and the magic circle sensitivity is not strong. Large families like Gene can hold on, but the territories of those small families rely on the southern tour to get care.
The elements of the northern cities were eroding more and more seriously, and monster attacks were frequent. Some people had been talking about patrolling the north. Now the noble families in the north were also ready to make a move, each calculating their own interests.
It was a joint meeting, and everyone had their own ulterior motives. Faced with the division of interests, the noble lords had similar expressions and greedy eyes under the lights. Occasionally, they would look at Ye Yanze bravely, but they were afraid of Luther beside him and pretended to glance at him casually.
Luther leaned back in his chair, holding Ye Yanze's hand, turned his head to look at him and smiled, his eyes full of smiles. It looked like he would have kissed, hugged and lifted him up immediately if there weren't so many people around.
The longer Ye Yanze smiled, the longer the entire joint meeting waited for him. This was not to give face to the Son of God, but because they were afraid of Hilt's ring of power in his hand.
"Sorry, I lost my composure." Ye Yanze spread his hands and said with a smile: "I have no opinion on this."
This sentence can be understood as not expressing any opinion or inclination towards their proposals.
Of course, it can also be understood that he had no objection to changing the southern tour to the northern tour.
For a moment, everyone had different expressions.
Luther leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Are you happy? Is it fun?"
Ye Yanze turned his head and met his dark blue eyes, which were gentle yet sharp. He was the top beast in this glamorous world, but he was also a gentle lover who leaned over to tease him.
Ye Yanze nodded slightly and leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Very happy." When he left, his lips rubbed his ear intentionally or unintentionally.
Luther then laughed softly, straightened up, and tapped the table lightly with his fingers.
The joint meeting, which had been arguing heatedly, suddenly fell silent. All the officials and noble patriarchs stopped talking.
"Everyone has worked hard today. It's rare that I can make Your Highness smile. Since we can't come to an agreement on this matter, let's put it aside for now."
Grote stared at Luther, not intending to give in. But if they continued discussing, they might not be able to take advantage.
After the joint meeting was over, Ludra led Ye Yanze out. Seeing the eloquent lady, he stopped and turned to remind the staff following behind him how to use it.
Bella saluted them from a distance, then turned around and left with her guards and servants. Bella also had a smile on her face when she left, and it was obvious that she had enjoyed the fun today.
Luther was protecting Ye Yanze and preparing to get on the carriage when suddenly someone called out to them from behind.
"Your Highness! When are you free to see my son?"
Grote actually bowed and saluted in public, with his meticulous hair hanging down, which made him look humble. The people who came and went were all from aristocratic families, and they all stopped to pay attention to the situation here.
Before the Son of God and Luther were married, they naturally didn't have to be so humble. Everyone wanted to see if the Son of God had decided to use Hilt to trample on their heads. If so...
Luther frowned in displeasure. This kind of soft coercion had put Ye Yanze up in public. It wasn't that there was no way out. When Luther was about to speak, Ye Yanze held down his arm.
"Tomorrow, since you are so sincere, I have no reason to refuse you."
After Ye Yanze came back from his southern tour, all the requests sent to the temple for passing through his palace were rejected by Ye Yanze. This was the first time he agreed to such a request since his southern tour.
Luther smiled, looked at Ye Yanze and said, "It's rare that you are free tomorrow. You promised to accompany me."
"How about I go with His Highness?"
Grote wanted to refuse. How could he take blood if he followed him? But Luther had a forced smile on his face and a warning in his eyes, so he had to agree.
"However, you have been feeling unwell recently. Since I will be seeing your son tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow..." Ye Yanze frowned, seeming a little distressed, and looked at a lady standing aside observing the situation.
"I won't be able to come over to your house to treat your mother the day after tomorrow." Ye Yanze looked at her apologetically. The person he picked was very clever. He chose a family that had nothing to do with any of the other families, and whose power was not so strong that they had to bow down in front of Gene.
How could she not be a smart person if she could stand here? She had already understood that the Son of God was negotiating with all the nobles. Now that the Son of God belonged to Hilt, it was impossible to treat him with disrespect as before and summon him like a medical officer.
His ability is precious. He didn't have the capital to make it valuable before, but now he has it, so it has to be valuable.
She immediately lowered her posture to that of Grote, bowed and promised benefits: "I should have visited the temple in person to ask you, it's really rude..."
Ye Yanze lowered his eyes to look at the two people, then looked at Luther, frowning as if he was troubled, and tilted his head slightly: "Why don't you give me an idea?"
Luther naturally understood his plan, and he stood beside him, watching him plotting evil, with a smile that made people's teeth ache.
"Me? I think you shouldn't agree to any of them. At least you shouldn't stop people here when asking for help. It'll waste our private time."
Luther glanced at the faces of the people around him and sighed again: "But if you are soft-hearted and agree, I can't say anything."
The effect is remarkable, and it won't be long before all the nobles will experience firsthand what is precious.
But the next day Ye Yanze still decided to go to Gene's house. Luther stood beside him and whispered to him, "You won't be in any trouble even if you kill Dana directly. Do you want to play?"
Luther was dressed in casual clothes today, with his hair loose. He casually took out a red flower from the gilded vase on the side and fiddled with it with his fingers. His thick straight eyelashes drooped naturally and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he was simply flirting.
"Then he can be buried in the ground with dignity, which is not good."
Ye Yanze didn't mention those troubles and those things that would offend Groot. For them, these were no longer a problem.
Luther looked at his calm expression and subconsciously pinched the stem of the red flower with his fingers.
He really wanted to know about the past that could not change the present. He could not see anything else between them except exploitation. She was clearly by his side, but he always felt that he would turn around and leave completely at any time.
Luther didn't understand what this restless dissatisfaction was, and whenever he thought deeply about it, he would always come up blank, and he could only do what he wanted. He wanted him to use him unscrupulously, to bully him, and to act recklessly.
After seeing those things that day, Luther subconsciously stopped forcing him to cry, and learned to beg for kisses. Fortunately, he got them most of the time.
Luther's hand was placed on his cheek, the scent of flowers still lingering on his fingertips. Ye Yanze watched him slowly approach, silently acquiescing to his approach.
Luther kissed him gently, but he couldn't help wanting to go deeper, he had to put his tongue on the tip, wanting to see his face flushed and frowning. Sometimes Ye Yanze was in a trance, and when he closed his eyes, he subconsciously felt familiar.
"Summer is almost over." Luther said softly, touching the corner of his eye with his thumb.
Ye Yanze leaned on him, slowly calming his breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you need me to give you more time?"
Luther just chuckled and replied in a declarative manner: "The wedding will take place as scheduled."
*
"Chief, do you want to see the news from the capital now?"
Sunny had never been used to this title, and even now she was still not used to it. He had changed a lot, and it was hard to say whether it was good or bad. As a subordinate eager for victory, she was happy to see such a leader, but as a half-friend, she often didn't know what to say.
The source of all this is in her hands.
"Put it down."
Zelsa had lost a lot of weight, with half of his face hidden in the dim candlelight. Sunny saw the pain in his eyes that was hard to conceal.
Sunny carefully placed it next to his hand and tried to say something several times. In the end, she only mentioned Aurora, who could already make vague babbling sounds.
"Aurora cried for a long time today, probably because she hasn't seen you for a long time."
"How can you remember these when you are so young?"
He responded anyway, and then waved his hand and refused to talk any more. Sunny turned and went downstairs, not forgetting the look in his eyes when he saw the news from the capital, which was full of desire and resistance.
As soon as she reached the first floor, she heard the sound of a teacup breaking from upstairs, and then the beautiful little white building was as silent as death, with no other sound.
Sunny sighed, she was used to this kind of situation, but she couldn't help but think of the seemingly gentle and amiable Holy Son. After leaving the small white building, Sunny realized that the red flowers planted in front of the small white building were about to wither and die.
The climate in Gaya is suitable for the growth of flowers, and most of the flowers here have a long flowering period. Zelsa planted and cared for them so carefully in the beginning, and Sunny once thought things would be different.
But flowers bloom and fade, and everything will eventually end.
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