Just as this farce was playing out in front of Joyce's bedroom door, suddenly there was the sound of neat footsteps outside.

Joyce's mansion was also guarded by many soldiers, but these soldiers didn't even dare to breathe, because these people who came in were all dressed in red robes, wearing gold armor, and the tassels on their heads were more than a meter long, majestic and majestic, and they were the royal guards of the palace.

"Who?" said Joyce, feeling something was wrong.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye they were already outside the bedroom, and then stopped abruptly, leaving only a few people still walking forward.

"Minor, what are you doing here!" Joyce looked at the captain of the palace guard, General Minor, who came from the corridor.

"Your Highness Joyce, His Majesty the Emperor invites you to come to the palace for a moment. Minor's face was expressionless, and his voice was cold.

"Go to the palace? Gülen wants to see me, so let him come here to see me!" said Joyce, grimacingly.

"Your Majesty said that you must be invited to the palace today, Your Highness, you had better come with me. ”

"Yo! what, I don't want to go, do you still want to get me?"

Minore stared at Joyce and nodded slowly.

"I'll see who dares to arrest me! I'm Gülen's brother!"

Joyce ignored Minor, turned back to the bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

Minore seemed to have guessed this outcome, glanced at the royal guards who were following to the left and right, and then raised his big foot and kicked the solid room door directly into the air with a loud "tom".

"What are you going to do!" Joyce finally panicked, he could already see that Minore with the royal guards was really not good.

"Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor is calling you. Minor's eyes narrowed.

"I'm not going, I'm not going, you'll catch me if you have the ability!" Joyce shrunk into the innermost part of the big bed where she had been singing all night.

"Then I'm sorry, let's do it. ”

With Minol's order, the two royal guards on the left and right jumped directly onto the bed, and couldn't help but say, one on the left and right, and set Joyce up.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! How dare you arrest me! I want you to die!"

Joyce's body is actually not as good as an ordinary person, and after being set up by two royal guards with big shoulders and round waists, although he struggled desperately, he couldn't get out.

The chief of the Minore guard did not look at him, but turned and passed by the two strong men, as did the two palace guards, and walked out with Joyce in his arms.

It wasn't until they went out that the two strong men looked at me and I looked at you, and their hearts were shocked.

His Royal Highness Joyce was captured, and his captor was General Minor, the chief of the royal guard, which meant ...... His Majesty's will, Joyce is the Emperor's brother, so it seems......

The two of them fought together, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore, if this was the case, then their leg would be broken in vain, and I was afraid that they would not even be able to eat this bowl of rice in the future.

Not to mention that the two of them were trembling on the ground, Minore led the royal guards to carry Joyce out of the mansion and stuffed him directly into the luxury magic car that drove up.

Two guards put Joyce in the back seat, then one on the left and one on the right, squeezing him in the middle.

Minore stepped into the co-pilot and gave the order to "drive", and then the magic car started to start and slowly drove towards the palace, while the other royal guards guarded on both sides of the car.

The speed of the car was not fast, but Joyce's heart was beating fast, he knew that he had done a lot of bad things during his return to the imperial capital, which could be described as "heavenly anger and resentment", but so what? He was the emperor's brother and the prince's title, did Glenn really dare to do it to himself?

If Gülen really did this, no matter whether he was right or wrong, and no matter what Joyce did, a charge of "fratricide" would definitely fall on his head, and this is where Joyce has nothing to fear.

But looking at this posture, Gülen must have decided something, and Joyce doesn't know how to deal with himself.

It was useless to make any fuss now, and the little energy that Joyce had accumulated from a night's sleep was almost exhausted just now, and it was quiet in the magic car.

His mansion was not far from the palace, and no matter how slow the magic car was, half an hour later, it also entered the palace.

The palace of Oskaia has been under construction for more than 100 years, and although it has experienced wars during this time, it has been renovated for more than 200 years.

The palace covers a large area, and of course there are countless palaces of all kinds, and the magic car turns around the palace until it reaches a remote courtyard.

Joyce had lived in the palace when he was very young, and there were naturally unfamiliar places in such a large palace.

He hadn't been to the courtyard in front of him at all, but it looked pretty good, at least not worse than the mansion he lived in.

After the magic car came to a stop, the guards got out of the car first, and then Joyce got out of the car as well.

"Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for you inside, go in and meet him. Minore remained expressionless. OK

"Humph!"

Joyce didn't want to say anything, don't look at Minor's rank as the chief of the royal guard and the rank of general, but in his eyes he was not much different from an ordinary subordinate, just a guy who worked hard for their Oskaia family.

Now that she's here, Joyce isn't afraid, can Gülen really want her own life?

So he walked into the courtyard with his head held high, which was going to be his life.

......

As usual, Bernie got up early every morning, waited for Mom to finish breakfast, and walked to the Ministry of Culture's Propaganda Department.

However, in the past two days, he felt that something was wrong, and after the last encounter, he also learned to observe his surroundings, but he always found that someone was secretly watching him.

"Oh, it looks like Joyce won't let me go. Bernie laughed self-deprecatingly, but there was nothing he could do.

There is no way to avoid it, he is a royal brother, he is high, and there are 10,000 ways to engage himself as a down-and-out nobleman, as long as Joyce moves his mouth, there are countless people who work for him.

I just hope that it doesn't affect others, as for myself, I can't escape it anyway, how about love.

With this thought, Bernie was relieved, waiting for revenge to come.

Today, those people followed the Ministry of Culture and retreated, and it seems that they escaped again, maybe there are many people on this road in the morning, and they are not easy to start, but when they go home in the evening, they don't know.

Fortunately, after a busy day, the figures on the way home were still only watching, and there were no other actions.

Today is a hiding, but I don't know what tomorrow will bring.

How did he know that just this morning, Joyce was summoned to the palace by Glenn, and would never come out again in his lifetime, and those strong men did not dare to do anything to Bernie without Joyce's order.

"I've been watching myself for two days, maybe I'm going to kill him tomorrow, right? Joyce doesn't have that much patience.

The Lord Flandy said that he would leave it to him, and that he did not know how things were going, but I hope he would persuade His Majesty the Emperor not to let Joyce come to me for trouble. ”

While thinking about what had happened in the past few days, Bernie fell asleep.

The next morning, after still having breakfast with Mom, Bernie started a new day's work.

But today he was surprised to find that the figures who had been spying on him did not appear, which made him secretly happy in his heart, it seemed that Lord Flandy was talking about it, and maybe he really settled the matter.

When he arrived at the Propaganda Division, the latest issue of the newspaper had arrived, and before he could read it with an astonishing memory, all of a sudden, the door to the recording studio was slammed open.

Before Bernie could be surprised, a fragrant breeze swept by, and by the smell alone, he already knew that it was Doris.

"Bernie, read today's paper!" exclaimed Doris, surprised and delighted.

"What's wrong? Did something big happen?"

"Look, look!" Doris snatched the newspaper from Bernie's hand and flipped straight to the second page, and put it in front of his eyes.

I saw that the second edition of the newspaper had a few large characters printed on the top.

"In view of Prince Joyce's disposition decision"

About Joyce?Bernie quickly took a serious look at it.

The title is not small, but the content is not much, and it was written by Gülen in his capacity as emperor.

To put it simply, His Majesty the Emperor learned through the latest setting of the "Emperor's Direct Mailbox" that Prince Joyce has done a lot of wrong things in the nearly one year since he came to the imperial capital.

But after all, he is his own brother, and he also has a certain responsibility as a younger brother, and now he has taken him to the palace to be strictly disciplined, and sincerely apologizes to those who have been hurt by him.

"Strict discipline, locked up?"

After seeing the news, Bernie felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

And the newspaper did not write a specific time for "strict discipline", so that is......

I don't have to worry about living my life anymore? This sudden news made Bernie a little incredulous.

He had hoped that Joyce would not come to trouble him, but it had only been two or three days, and he had waited for the news that this scourge had been locked up by His Majesty the Emperor himself, no wonder Doris was so happy, this was really good news.

Thanks to that Mistress Flandy, if we meet again, we must be doubly grateful to him!

With this good news, Bernie's reading of the newspaper today, especially when he read "in view of Prince Joyce's decision", was even more sonorous, and the joy was mixed into his voice, and one could feel the spirit of the first listen.