The eleventh emperor of the empire was a beautiful and intoxicating man, and it was strange to describe a man who was nearly thirty years old by the word "pretty, exquisite", but at the sight of his hair curled like the finest flannel, and his deep eyes the color of the trunk of a pine and cypress, it was indeed a shameful beauty, and although he had long passed the age of a teenager, his gestures always made people think that he was still a young man.

Ever since the previous emperor found a child out of thin air and said it was his son, the doubts never stopped, and of course, no one could pick out the thorns in terms of appearance alone - but the empire was so big that it could always find a few people who looked alike.

"Since you have a son, then this child must have a mother." There are not a few people who question it so much, even if his mother was found by the previous emperor a few years later, as long as it is not satisfactory, the nobles will always not be satisfied, especially when his mother is just a broken nobleman, the nobles dare not discuss it publicly, but the "infistity" of Suswark's mother is indeed a stain that she cannot erase.

(It must be noted that I have great sympathy for these women...... The background of the times produced so many unfortunate women, well, even now. ）

But none of them were able to continue their discussion, for the dead man was silent and quiet, and would not utter another word.

There are also those who want to rebel against the ruthless emperor's iron fist, only when they recruit their own private soldiers, they notice that their men are long gone, and before they notice, their power has collapsed, and seriously, how difficult is it for these rotten fellows to take power. How could the commoners care about the life and death of these noble lords, for them, the new emperor did not ask for much tax, and the decree issued was quite to their liking, that was enough.

With that god-like face and demonic means (no one really said it, of course), and the unpredictable origins and experiences, this emperor was one of the most famous in the entire history of the empire, and the search about him never stopped, it was a wonderful time, and in that era, there were really people who saw miracles—not one or two people, but the whole holy city saw that amazing storm and furious thunder.

Among the various discussions about this emperor, "The Emperor and the Maiden" has always been the most famous one, from the few words that have been handed down, a name is repeatedly mentioned "Arena", this emperor rarely has any emotional affairs, from all kinds of information, he is almost indifferent to his feelings.

Such a monarch, in his later years, issued an unusual order, he summoned the best craftsmen in the country to make a statue, compared with some monarchs who were eager to leave traces of their lives in every corner of the world, this emperor was a little different, except that when he was a prince, the previous emperor "requested" him to sit down honestly and be painted for hours before the portraits were left, he did not ask the craftsman to sculpt a statue for him that would show his great achievements, He asked the craftsmen to sculpt a woman, a young woman, for him, and he even sketched in detail to get the craftsmen to sculpt her verve.

At first, the craftsmen thought they were carving a young queen, because the painting depicted a blonde woman with six points of resemblance to the queen in terms of face, and it was not uncommon for a loyal emperor to want to leave the shadow of the young queen.

So the craftsmen did carve in the shape of the empress, but the emperor was furious, accusing them of not working according to his requirements, and the emperor even made a long list and asked them to revise it.

The result of the changes was very satisfying to the emperor, but to the bewilderment of all the craftsmen, because they also realized that the statue they had finished really had nothing to do with the empress, but only had some resemblance.

After that, the emperor invited many painters to paint a woman for him, the same person that the previous sculptors had sculpted, which is not difficult to see, but the emperor was picky about making the same long list for the painters to revise.

When all this had been done, the emperor spent most of his leisure time in that room full of paintings and statues, and at last he met with the ministers - and even ended his life there.

One of the ministers once said to his family in fear: "Staying in that room, with the dying Emperor, is like torture, and the Emperor is horribly obsessed with that portrait, the paintings...... It's as alive as it really is looking at you. ”

The Emperor's temper became more and more irritable, and he always stared at the person in the painting, and then said something to himself that the servants did not understand, and there was always no conclusion as to who the painting was, but one thing was certain, and that was that the woman resembled the Empress. The Queen's personal maid once mentioned this incident, which corroborated this point: "The Empress was losing her temper again today, and she shouted that the Emperor had never really seen her, and had even called her by the wrong name", but soon the quarrel also died down, and the Empress was finally as silent and sleek as in her real portrait.

The name "Arena" is so common that you can find a few in even a small village, and in the absence of a surname, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack - not to mention that the needle has long since disappeared from this world completely.

Did Southwark care about these discussions, no doubt not, and he even planned his own death route: let that room be sent to heaven with him. Although he still gave up this idea in the end, after all, the first spring had disappeared so completely, why let him erase the last trace of his memory of her.

As he grew older, Hatsuizumi's memory became clearer, and his feelings for her turned into a very hazy and complex product, and when it came to choosing the woman to be his queen, Suthwark did not hesitate to choose the one that most resembled Hatsuizumi. It's an exaggeration to say that it's love, maybe it's just a victim of his possessiveness that he can't get rid of.

Although he used his power with ease, he really had no interest in the throne, and if he had not had no choice but to be "emperor", he might have wandered in the mountains and wilderness.

"If I had caught her then......" He struggled to reach his hand and touch the tattered piece of fabric in his arms, and Southwark was well aware that he was dying.

His spirit became more and more distracted, and in a trance he heard someone talking.

“…… Time is cruel after all. ”

"Even for your son, the father is still young, but the son is on the verge of ......death," he sighed at the familiar voice.

"Go and say goodbye, he might want to see you more than he wants to see me."

Who are "you"? A little excitement welled up in his chaotic heart, and thousands of prayers were finally going to come true at the last moment of his life.

A familiar hand touched his head, and the once new chestnut hair was now pale, and for the first time he hated his old age.

"Long time no see, Southwark."

"It's really goodbye."

Hatsuizumi took his hand and watched quietly as Southwark took his last breath and kissed his forehead, which was beginning to lose its temperature.

Vanishing into the void, no one knew that there had been two visitors who had witnessed the last moments of the legendary emperor's life.

It's just that everyone knows that the emperor passed away very peacefully, and there is a frozen smile on the corner of his mouth.

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I still like this Shota.,I decided to write him an extra story from the beginning.。