H2> The maple forests of the Bailu Danfeng Palace do not follow the solar terms, and are still red like flames in late spring.

This maple red is full of the enthusiasm of life, and perhaps this is the reason why the old emperor did not choose his own or the queen's bedroom, and unexpectedly moved to this side palace that is not the main hall.

The maids and guards who came and went in the Maple Palace were unusually silent.

They walked almost silently, the lavishly woven carpets and tapestries on the walls and floors absorbing the occasional small sound, and apart from the occasional necessary blink of speech, people communicated almost exclusively with their eyes.

But perhaps because of psychological reasons, Lin An felt that this palace was dull.

It seems that with the weakening of the owner of the palace, it has gradually become a dead tomb.

But the people in this palace are alive after all.

Before entering the inner hall and opening the door of the temple, Yokyadan took a deep breath, and an unpredictable look swept over this young and handsome face.

What Lin An's arrival will bring, no one knows now.

The golden wooden door, coated with gold lacquer powder, opened to both sides, and the stagnant air and the stressed gaze of the hall rushed to the face at the same time.

The faint fluctuations of the probing spell flashed through his body.

This is not the first time, after all, it is the emperor's temporary residence, and after walking through several palaces, he has undergone several tests.

As the main hall of the inner sanctum, it is extremely empty, but there are many people at this time.

Many of them are familiar faces.

The Queen, Prince Cyril, Princess Victoria and Ludwig, Don Quixote and other archmages of the Court Mage, Kodiak and other masters of the Mystic Order, several Pentagrams, and, of course, the three princes of Byron, Charles and Douglas.

In addition to this, there are strangers.

The most conspicuous thing is a short and thin old man, who is submerged in the crowd but has an inversely proportional sense of existence, a pair of shiny old eyes staring at Lin An with burning eyes, giving people no less pressure than Samaranch who was sweeping her with X-rays.

This is also a half-step legend.

If it is not bad as expected, it is probably the old mountain master of Sword Saint Mountain who was born in the royal family.

They looked at Lin An's gaze with mixed good and evil.

Lin An wanted to laugh.

I didn't expect her safe return to give people such a big shock.

Of course, these people could not always stay outside the emperor's palace as if they were waiting for a will.

In less than half a magical hour between the round-trip of the Wolf Sword Master, these characters with trembling legs and shaking legs gathered together, and Lin An felt that he should feel honored.

When I think about it, the unpleasantness of being treated as a monkey subsides.

The queen spoke in front of everyone.

"Master Lin, there's no need to give a salute. His Majesty, he is waiting for you in the dormitory. - You can go in. ”

She was out of breath when she spoke, and she was supported by Princess Victoria and Charles left and right, and the fat powder could not hide her haggard old age.

Among so many people, perhaps only she is the least concerned about how Lin An returned and why she came.

"Do as you wish."

The afterglow swept over Yokyadan, who nodded to her slightly, Lin An thought for a while, bowed slightly to signal to everyone in the hall, and told Titi to stay where he was, not to cause trouble, and walked towards the dormitory.

Byron stepped forward to open the door for her, and his eyes intertwined, and he smiled at her gently, fleetingly.

Lin An stepped in, and the door closed behind him.

The air inside the dormitory is fresh, which is the opposite of the condensed atmosphere outside.

The Emperor sat alone in an old man's chair by the fireplace, in which a fire was lit, and the carpet on his lap was piled up to his waist, and the bottom fell long to the carpet.

"Antonio, you step down first."

Next to the large tapestry on the wall opposite the fireplace, there was a single portrait of a figure, and as the emperor spoke, a middle-aged nobleman wearing a court dress on the oilcloth nodded to Lin An, and the gleam in his eyes disappeared, turning into a pure figure painting.

Surprise flashed in Lin An's eyes.

The royal family, which has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, is indeed not to be underestimated.

This kind of secret art that is obviously related to the soul, even if it is not recorded in the soul chapter, should be the unique secret art of the Merlin royal family.

It's not that Lin An hasn't met Master Antonio.

After the last time she treated the emperor, she already knew that there was such a master by the emperor's side, but if it wasn't for the cultivation of the Fruit Soul Chapter, which could sense soul fluctuations, she wouldn't be able to connect the two.

Walk towards the fireplace and stop a foot away from the Emperor.

"I didn't expect you to meet me alone."

"I'm dying, and there's no difference between a day earlier and a day later."

Lin An was slightly surprised, and changed his title, "It seems that you know very well what I think of you." ”

"There are a lot of people in this world who curse me to die day and night, and there is no shortage of you." The Emperor said.

"Obviously I'm special, and out of so many people, I'm the only one who can set foot here." Lin An smiled slightly, thought about it, and a single chair by the fireplace floated over, and Lin An sat in.

"That's not good."

The Emperor smiled, "Among those people waiting outside now, there are not many who really want me to live as an old man. ”

"They can't be blamed for that." Lin An didn't feel sympathetic at all, "If I were them, most of them would curse you." ”

"Hahaha-!!"

The Emperor laughed and coughed, laughing intermittently as he coughed, "It's a pity that if I am alive for one more day, they will have to endure it for one day, and they will not be able to show half a point in front of me." ”

"If you had spoken like that before, maybe my dislike for you would have diminished by two points."

The vine formed by the force of nature spread and stretched out, submerging into the emperor's chest, but the emperor did not dodge, and his cough quickly decreased and disappeared, revealing a comfortable look on his face.

Lin An also raised his eyebrows, the power of nature was not hindered in the slightest, and the emperor really did not wear any alchemy items.

"Why should I please you? The emperor is an unlikable profession, and a likable emperor is not a good emperor. The emperor did not thank him, but scoffed, and his aging body exuded a trace of domineering belonging to the Emperor of Alabham.

"I mourn for the second prince. So, you don't like him? ”

The Emperor did not deny it, "If the Muse Continent has already completed the unification in my hands, I will consider him." ”

"I don't think you don't know your son, he's not as gentle as he seems."

"But his image in everyone's hearts has been frozen, Odin has suppressed him for too long, and I, there is no time to wait for him to reverse the change."

The emperor is not low in nature, and said bluntly, "Many things are like this, how you are is sometimes, sometimes it doesn't matter, in the eyes of others, you are the real you." ”

There are words in the words.

With a flash of different colors, Lin An found that today's meeting was a little different from what he expected.

At least judging from the emperor's tone, he spread the name of "Purple Rose" all over the continent, and I won't prolong his life in order to force her to come out.

"As an old man who has already started the countdown, to be honest, it's really not a wise move."

Lin An said, "Aren't you afraid that if you die suddenly and leave no will, your country will be in chaos?" ”

"It's not messy. The old Juggernaut is still alive! ”

The Emperor thought for a moment, and then said, "And I can't do anything about it—it is my duty to choose a suitable heir for Merlin while I am alive, and who cares about what happens after death." ”

Devils believe it.

Lin An felt that the emperor's words could be believed at most half.

It's not necessarily that the emperor's words are not sincere.

It's just that in this room, he's talking as a bad old man waiting to die, not Emperor Merlin.

Lin An said strangely, "Is it like this for everyone who is waiting to die?" Can death really make such a big change to people, even the emperor is no exception? ”

The Emperor hummed.

"What do you care about so much? Isn't that great? He asked rhetorically, "Aren't you more optimistic about Yorkiadan?" ”

It reached his ears so quickly.

It seems that even if he waits for death, what happens in every corner of this palace cannot be hidden from this old immortal.

Lin An was stunned, "I've never been optimistic about him." ”

Otherwise, how could she ridicule the emperor and not stop when he died.

From the beginning, she didn't think that Yokyadan was suitable to be the emperor, Lin An didn't believe it, she could see it, and the emperor wouldn't see it.

The emperor sighed, "I didn't expect you to be an outsider, but you can see it more clearly than so many of them." ”

She has no demands on the emperor, she is not in the game, and of course she can be a bystander.

"So, you really like the Saxons."

Lin An suddenly became whimsical, "You ruined my reputation so continentally, it won't be for him!" ”

The Emperor burst out laughing again.

This time, Lin An did not use the power of nature again.

Maybe the emperor shouldn't have died, and before he stopped laughing, he finally didn't cough again.

"That's nothing to do with me......"

The Emperor wiped the tears oozing from the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes with his fingers, "I just didn't stop it." ”

Lin An raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "A small thing that has not faded from the smell of milk, can it hold up such a big game of chess?" ”

"If he can make it, he'll be a good emperor." The emperor said sincerely.

It seems that he is also gambling.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll play him to death?"

"Will you?" The Emperor asked rhetorically.

Lin An was noncommittal.

"Let's wait until he's past the difficulties you've set for him."

She didn't promise anything, said lazily, and looked out the window.

The windowsill of the dormitory is very low, which makes the angle of view very wide, as if for the convenience of the emperor, or perhaps because the emperor has difficulty even standing up.

The sun shone down and cast it on the windowsill, and Lin An saw the maple forest bathed in the bright sun:

The quiet background, the beating red, there is a kind of philosophical tranquility.

After looking at it for a while, Lin An slowly spoke:

"So, I really don't know if it's good or bad for him when I bring this news."

Foreplay ends.

Get to the point.

The Emperor didn't seem surprised, "Oh? ”

Lin An's gaze didn't turn back, still looking out the window, as if he couldn't get enough of the maple forest.

"I went to the Demon Realm."

The Emperor's exposed hand twitched violently.

Lin An didn't look back, as if expected.

Her voice rang out in the air:

“…… Get ready for war. ”

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