readx;? Dylan Hyde's coronation was grand and cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is grand, of course, apart from the flattering villains and their knights (in fact, most of them mercenaries who are not able to gain a foothold elsewhere because of their meanness or brutality), the nobles and inhabitants of the royal capital, and some who are loyal to Queen Mother Diane, the others are merchants and commoners who have been half-invited and half-threatened to come here, and serfs who are forced to fill their numbers, dressed in the best clothes ever made, and holding rattan baskets full of flower petals. By the time His Majesty the King rides his horse through the streets, the petals will fall in front of his horse's hooves.

The serfs were supervised with whips and clubs, and anyone who dared to make any mistake was whipped and beaten with sticks, and then dragged down to death after the ritual was over.

What no one expected was that a girl dressed exquisitely and elegantly, apparently with a status of dignity over a commoner and a merchant, jumped from a ledge about fifteen feet long, and fell about two horses in front of Dylan, and the spellcaster guarding Dylan thought that he had encountered an assassin, but none of the assassins would take his life first. Her head was on the ground, half of her face was shattered and flesh was broken, and blood was gushing out, flowing along the cracks in the stone pavement to the sides, in a small pit, where the blood gathered and floated white petals the size of a fingernail.

The stereotypical cheers came to an abrupt end.

She didn't say anything before she jumped down, she didn't shout or struggle, in fact, when she appeared with a bouquet of loquat flowers, everyone thought she was one of the new kings, and if anyone noticed her, it was probably because she was as beautiful and lovely as the loquat flowers she was holding in her hands. Before she could breathe the last breath, Diane's hyena-like guards had slammed open the door of the tower and rushed in, but they must have been disappointed, for the tower, which was supposed to have servants and masters, was as quiet as if it had been sealed in dust for hundreds of years, and everything of any value was gone, tapestries, chests, beds, chairs, lampstands, a thin layer of dust fell on the few remaining items, and in front of the window from which the girl had jumped there was a chair, from which it seemed that she had stepped on it.

"Your Highness......"

"I know her. Dylan said that her great-grandfather, who had served as Chancellor of the Exchequer before Fouquet, had gained the respect of almost everyone for his track record of serving three kings in a row, and that the girl was his youngest great-granddaughter, and that when Dylan was a teenager, he had stood by her cradle and watched her lovely face and pinched her little fingers...... Dylan knew why she had chosen, here, at this time, to choose death in front of him, to pollute his path to the throne with her pure blood. Her great-grandfather had an accident because he questioned Lao Wang's death, and everyone knew about it. Her father, and her two uncles, after some hesitation, weakly chose to back down and be patient, but because the surname had a large territorial relationship, they misjudged King John's shamelessness and affection, and in the end they did not escape the vulture's chase, and after they entered the cemetery, the girl's mother was forcibly married to a short and despicable courtier.

Now that the law of inheritance has been amended, the only descendant of the family is imprisoned and awaiting the price to be sold, Dylan vaguely heard, because there were so many people who wanted to make a marriage contract with her, and King John was bent on selling her for a good price, so her marriage was delayed to this day, but, "Mother said she had been released." Queen Diane even told Dylan that she had called fifty knights to send her back to her father's domain.

The mage glanced at Dylan sympathetically, but he probably wouldn't doubt his mother, and a mother who was willing to give up an entire country, but since this girl was worth a lot of money, Queen Diane would never let her slip away easily, not to mention that she also knew that on that long death list, there were many signatures from Fouquet.

Soon the body was dragged away, and the ashes from the elderberry were poured on the bloodstains and swept away, and the whole process took less than enough time to cook a small glass of milk, the problem was that it was an out-and-out bad omen, and the Queen Mother Diane, who was waiting at the royal court, was so furious that she immediately asked the mage to go to the mourning wasteland to recover the girl's soul, vowing to hand her over to a devil to torture for a hundred years, but it was only a remedy, and the Queen Mother thought for a moment in her favorite chair, and raised her hand to summon a maid。

"Do you really want to do that?" asked the maid hesitantly.

"Or add you. Queen Diane said calmly, without a hint of pity, and the maid trembled, and obediently withdrew, conveying Queen Diane's will to her knights.

There was a sudden commotion among the spectators, for the knights suddenly appeared before them with about a dozen young girls who were pale and emaciated, but who could still see that they had once been beautiful, all of whom were lovers of King John, who had endured unimaginable humiliation for the sake of their families, and perhaps for themselves, but now, that the first king was dead, and that they had been imprisoned by Queen Diane, who had been terrified at first, but after a few days, they began to innocently hope that they would be able to return to their parents, and no one expected that Queen Diane raised her hand lightly because of the death of a girlThese innocent girls are going to die because of her anger and insecurity.

Some of the girls reached out to their fathers, uncles, or brothers, crying for their mercy, but the knights simply violently dispersed them and then cut off their heads in front of their loved ones.

When the knights were angrily questioned, they were told that a noble heiress had sacrificed herself to show the majesty and glory of the new king, Dylan Hyde, and that the merciful Queen Mother had chosen a few companions for her on the long journey to the Mourning Wasteland.

It wasn't until an old man who rushed desperately to see the tragic death of his beloved daughter finally fell under the sword that the tide of chaos finally subsided, and people clung to each other with tears in their eyes, and they also knew that it might just be Queen Diane mocking and spitting on those who had shown loyalty to King John, and they also admitted that they might have ambitions, but wasn't King John the brother of Queen Mother Diane, the heir to Norman orthodoxy in the Highlands, their king and lord? They may not be so open-minded, but at least, they don't deserve such cruel punishment!

"She's crazy. "People are whispering.

"The Hyde family are all insane. They said.

"Except Leona Hyde, perhaps," they added, "I heard that Her Royal Highness was to be welcomed back to Norman in the Highlands. ”

They exchanged vague glances, and perhaps after the coronation, they would join in welcoming another new king - Leona Hyde had countless flaws in their eyes, for example, she was a woman, she loved a lowly commoner, and this commoner was also charged with the murder of the old king, she was too impulsive, otherwise she should not give up her power and responsibilities easily, she was too young, only in her twenties, she was probably the youngest king in the history of the Norman of the Highlands......

But these are nothing compared to the perverse actions of King John and Queen Diane.

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Queen Diane frowned slightly when she noticed Dylan pressing the red hair on the crown, "What's the matter," she said, "My king?"

"There are thorns. Dylan said.

A wisp of blood ran down his forehead. (To be continued.) )

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