"It's not fair, you don't have the right to do this, I'm the crown prince, I'm the only legitimate heir of the empire, you don't have the right to do this to me!"

The Prince's protest did not prevent the Imperial Guards from forcibly taking him out of the palace of the Imperial Council, and what happened in the palace after that was unknown to the Prince. The prince of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info watched the figure of the royal guard leaving, and heard the door close heavily, and then darkness surrounded him.

The prince shrank into the corner in a panic and looked around, the cold breath of winter made the cold palace even more eerie. Since he was very young, the prince has heard that the children of the royal family who have made mistakes are imprisoned here all the year round, and the oldest person who is still alive seems to be his grandfather's second brother.

Thinking of this, the crown prince couldn't help but be frightened. Could it be that his fate is like this? The prince shook his head vigorously, it can't be like this. The prince got up from the ground, groped in the dark, and touched a slippery round rod-shaped thing more than ten centimeters long. The prince knows that this kind of thing is called a candle, and it is said that it can shine when it is lit. But where do you find fire?

The prince held the candle and continued to fumble, gradually feeling that his palm had been stained with a thick layer of dust. The prince rubbed his clothes, and then searched wildly. At this moment, the room lit up suddenly. Eyes that have adapted to the darkness suddenly receive a strong light, emitting a sour and painful feeling. The prince closed his eyes vigorously, and tears flowed down his face. After a long while, the prince opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful but very haggard woman in white.

The prince screamed, thinking that he had seen a ghost, but when he thought about it, the ghost was afraid of light. So he pretended to be bold and asked, "Who are you?"

Nayi Ling'er looked the ten-year-old child in front of her up and down, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Hmph, you are the crown prince Luo Bingchen Printis?"

"Who are you who dare to call me by my name?" the prince asked, posing in a lofty posture.

Nayi Ling'er let out a long sigh, "The people who enter here are all the same, just like the dust on this table, they will all be forgotten in the end, it is better to die clean!" As soon as she spoke, both in tone and expression, there was a kind of despair.

The crown prince couldn't help but tremble a few times, "You are a royal family?"

Nayi Ling'er laughed, as if the prince had told a very funny joke just now. After laughing for a while, she shook her head and said, "Royal?Plintys?" she looked disdainful, "I have nothing to do with Plintys, at least, that's what I think!"

"Then what do you have to do with my family? How do you know me?" The prince took two steps forward, looking at the haggard pale face, even so, it couldn't hide the alluring face, and the prince was a little excited for a while. The prince hurriedly gathered his mind, at this moment, this is not the time to think about this. Thinking like this, the prince couldn't help but glance at her again.

"Didn't I say that I have nothing to do with Plintys!" "When Nailin mentions Plintis, there is a brief moment of hatred in her eyes. The prince saw it in his eyes, thinking that this woman might be a lover secretly raised by a prince or prince, and it was best not to provoke it, in case he did something unfavorable to himself, it would not be good.

While the two of them were talking, clear footsteps came from outside the palace. Nayi Linger flicked her sleeves and walked away quickly. The prince held the candle in his hand, watching her graceful figure disappear behind the dilapidated tent, and his lower abdomen couldn't help but be hot again. At this point, LaBelle walked in.

The prince threw the candle on the ground and broke it in two. "Dog minion, what the hell is going on?"

LaBelle folded his hands in the hand warmer and hunched his shoulders, it seemed that the temperature outside was indeed very low. He let out a sigh and said, "Hehe, His Royal Highness the Prince, you should pay attention to the tone of your speech now!" LaBelle sat down on the chair by himself, and a puff of dust flew from the edge of the chair, "I think you also know very well that once you enter this place, the possibility of going out is very small, even if you are the crown prince, the rules of the ancestors cannot be broken!"

When the prince heard Label's threatening words, he just wanted to scold, but then he thought that what the dead eunuch said was right, so he couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe, don't be surprised by Lord Berryman, I'm not in a hurry?"

LaBelle admired the ten-year-old child's forbearance very much, and sneered: "I knew today, why did I have to do it in the first place?" He got up from the chair, looking at the prince's face full of anger and not daring to come out, his heart was very comfortable. He walked up to the crown prince and patted him on the shoulder, "If you hadn't had to be so close to that Cologne, you wouldn't have fallen to where you are now!"

"What does this have to do with him?"

"Of course there is, don't you understand?" LaBelle looked at the crown prince in amazement, as if this matter was originally very simple, so simple that the prince should understand, "Because you listened to his lies about Knox's invasion, which made the entire star field panic, and because he was in charge of the construction of the space channel, there was a serious deficit in the empire's finances." Originally, I had already figured out a way to restore the Empire's financial problems with the support of the Samueld family on the planet Meyers in Centauri Saipan, who knew that you still listened to Cologne's nonsense. Now it's okay, Saipan is in chaos, Cologne is gone, and in the end, it's not you who will carry the black pot?"

The more the prince listened, the more angry he became, "You have to figure out whether it's good or not, the information I got from Justin's chip was clear, and everyone believed it, and it wasn't my idea alone." Letting Tom preside over the construction of the space passage was also agreed by the Queen Mother, in order to alleviate the debt problem between the Empire and Cologne. In the end, it's even more ridiculous, you and Cologne lost in the battle for Saipan, and finally led to Samueld's defeat, does this have anything to do with me?"

LaBelle did not get angry because of the crown prince's rebuttal, but smiled, "Your Highness, Your Highness, you are still young!" LaBel's tone was full of mockery and disdain, "You are so young that you don't see the situation of the empire you are about to take charge and the fate it will face. The crown and the throne are just women who can't finish playing with you, that's all!"

"Fart!" the crown prince finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded loudly: "Why do you a dead eunuch comment on me? That throne is the glory of our Pulintis family, and it represents the great achievements of Robert the Great when he opened up the empire a thousand years ago. What a woman, what power and status, it's all fucking bullshit!" The prince spat on the ground, "This is the empire of Printis, and any Plintys must maintain its longevity!"

LaBelle sneered, "What you said is so true, only the people of the Printyse family are entitled to sit on that throne, carry the crown, and enjoy the glory and glory created by Robert the Great." However, are you eligible?"

The prince's body trembled unconsciously, and he analyzed the trace of strangeness behind Label's usual smile, and the fatal rumor hit his heart. The crown prince took two steps back, feeling that the beating of his heart began to lose its rhythm, and beads of sweat continued to seep out of his forehead and back, and as soon as the wind blew in from outside the palace, the cold immediately seeped into his body. The cold seemed to stimulate every nerve and cell in him one by one, and the prince opened his mouth, but he didn't have any strength to take a breath. The prince's legs weakened, and he fell to the ground with a clatter, and his body twitched involuntarily.

Instead of immediately screaming nervously, as usual, and sending for the royal doctor or something, LaBelle stood quietly to the side, as if it was the first time he had seen the prince have a seizure like this, and as if he were enjoying a very novel clown performance. LaBelle approached the prince, crouched down, and took a closer look. He watched the pale spit come out of the prince's mouth, watched his bloodshot and red eyes bulge outward, and watched him struggle and fight epilepsy.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

At this time, Nayi Linger rushed in from behind, pushed away LaBelle who was squatting there to admire, picked up the ten-year-old prince, put it on the flat ground, stuffed a piece of cloth into the prince's mouth, and then gave him a strange massage, and after a while, the prince's convulsions eased a lot.

With her hands still in her hands, LaBelle walked behind Nayi Ling'er, and pulled one hand out of the hand warmer and into her collar, following her slightly cool, smooth skin to her chest. Nayi Linger stood up suddenly, slapped LaBelle in the face, glared at him for a full five seconds, sneered, and left the back tent with the unconscious prince in her arms.

LaBelle stood alone, stroked the hot sore spot on his face, pouted, and turned away.

In the inner hall at the back of the palace, the prince stared at the ceiling without blinking.

"Rost Plintys is a very handsome and responsible man," Nayellinger sat at the table two meters away from the bed, looking at the haggard face reflected in the tea that had cooled, and suddenly said: "I remember the first time I saw him was in a spring, when the flowers were blooming, and he rode his horse on the prairie and passed by the creek in front of my house. I was washing clothes barefoot by the river. He said it was the first time he had seen a woman like me. A woman like me!" she sneered sadly.

"You bore him a son?"