"You did a good deed!", in a manor next to First Avenue in the Golden Ring District, a young nobleman stood in his study with a pale face, and his relatives were all around, and their faces were as ugly as his. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man was none other than the owner of the carriage that had killed Gampon this morning, and Ranlev, the eldest son of an earl, and the first heir.

As he had done many times before, he participated in a party hosted by a wealthy man, a party for young people. This kind of body is full of alcohol and sex, and the twenties are the age of hormonal unbridledness, and young people at this age can't control what is under their crotch at all, whether they are men or women.

This kind of body is actually very common, and the rich always try all kinds of ways to win over the next generation of nobles. Like alcohol and the opposite sex, they will arrange all kinds of men and women, all kinds of things, and a lot of high spirits. If he likes wealth, the rich will use some small games to make this group of young people take money from his prepared pocket on this night that the commoners may not necessarily earn in their lifetime.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of means, whether it is a merchant or a young aristocrat, as long as their IQ is normal, they will inevitably be profit-chasing animals. On such occasions, both sides are satisfied.

The rich get the friendship of the young nobles, and the young nobles satisfy their own enjoyment of desires, which is a fair and unfair trade.

Last night Blue Löf had been having a good night with a couple of young girls who were said to be from the Commonwealth, and the alcohol had made him groggy and the most primitive impulses in his body had dominated him until this morning. The day, as the church says, is full of light, and these things that are obviously not too bright do not appear under the light. Before dawn, he was thrown into the carriage by his coachman, and his coachman took him home, as he had done countless times before.

He didn't know what happened on the road, if it wasn't for the Ministry of National Security of the Empire finding the door, he wouldn't even know that his carriage actually hit someone, and what made him even more unacceptable was that he not only killed passers-by, but the one who died was also the Prime Minister of the Empire!

God of Light, what have I done wrong?

His legs trembled, his stomach was tumbling, and the nervousness made him have the urge and possibility to excrete at any time, but he knew that he had to hold back. He is a worthy heir, and although he now has some misconduct in his private life, this does not mean that he is completely denied. He knew very well that once he left this room and separated the group of people who were nominally his closest and dearest from him, he would soon become a victim.

Only standing here will those people not use their sinful mouths to say enough words to make him despair.

The patriarch, who was Lan Luff's father, had a pipe in his mouth, and his eyes full of hatred swept towards Lan Löf from time to time. He caused a big disaster this time, Gan Wen is not only the prime minister, not only the patriarch of a golden nobleman, but also the pillar of the country that the Empress Pars regards as his help. He had gotten some gossip that this time Empress Pars had not begun to throw things when things didn't go his way, and she sat gloomily alone in her study, not even lighting up.

Only her shadow could be seen in the dark room, and she sat there.

She must have been furious!

"What now, Father?", said the youngest son of the patriarch and the younger brother of Blue Lef, Hainquis, a second son who has little hope of inheriting the title and family, and the most likely is to return to the fief and become the governor, becoming the "confidant" of his brother Blue Lef. Hainqis waved his arms and shouted, "Are we just doing nothing and waiting for His Majesty Pars to punish us?"

The patriarch took off the pipe from his mouth, his brain exploded, and he slammed his fist on the table in anger, "What can we do? That damn groom has already run away, and the greyhounds from the Ministry of State Security have come to the door, what else can we do, you come and tell me, what else can we do?"

Hainqis was visibly aware that a lot of eyes were on him, including his brother, who had always looked down on him. He could feel the breathing of the people around him, including his father, who was sitting beside him.

He knew very well that in fact, they could do some things, but in front of Lan Löf, whether they were close or slightly distant, they would not say it at this time and on this occasion. They don't want to be bad guys, and they don't want to say it out of their mouths, whether they end up using it or not.

Although the power of the Council of Elders has been greatly weakened, these old nobles who have retired from office can always find suitable fun for themselves, not to mention that the Council of Elders can supervise the words and deeds of the nobles?

Being targeted by the Presbyterian Church means that you are not connected to certain interests.

Lan Löve stared closely at his brother, who had no prospects, and when he saw his legs and stomachs shaking, he discovered for the first time that this despicable and shameless villain actually had such a side. He swore that if he could get through this crisis, he would make this "cute" brother understand what it meant to be angry!

Hainqis glanced at Blue Löf, and smiled lightly, a smile that was almost hateful in this oppressive room. The patriarch coughed lightly, and instead of being as timid as before, Hainquis laughed more presumptuously, and he pointed to Blue Luff and said what everyone in this room wanted to hear, "Since the groom is gone, then hand over Blue Luff." ”

"I don't believe that an old man who has been engaged in the horsehusband profession in our family for thirty or forty years would have the courage to gallop in the imperial capital and dare to kill someone. When he said this, everyone chuckled in their hearts, "Maybe it was my esteemed brother Lan Löf's order when he was drunk?", he peddled his opinion to the people around him with an exaggerated expression, "You may not know that the people who died at the hands of my brother are too many to count on one hand!"

With a snap, the patriarch slapped Hainquis in the face, slapping him for a while. The patriarch's eyes were full of red light, and he looked at everyone, "I forgot what Hain said just now, if I hear even the slightest rumor, I will find the person who leaked the secret, and then kill him with my own hands!"

It was only then that Hainqis reacted, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The nature of inadvertently killing the Prime Minister of the Empire and arrogance of letting his horseman kill the Prime Minister of the Empire is completely different, even if Blue Love does not know that the figure with his back to them is the Prime Minister of the Empire, His Excellency Ganwen.

Hainqis lowered his head and stopped talking, and the patriarch was distraught and didn't bother to continue to drag on, and directly decided the result, "Let the family knight take care of Lan Löf, and I will immediately go to meet His Majesty Pars and ask about the outcome of this matter." ”

In an instant, everyone dispersed. Some people still retain some optimism, and some people have begun to pack up their things, planning to flee back to the fiefdom first, so that they don't want to bury their lives for a person who has little to do with them.

The God of Light knows what His Majesty Pars wants to do!

The patriarch soon met with His Majesty Pars, and he told the whole story of the matter, in detail, without the slightest concealment. Of course, he also bit it to death, and it was all the fault of the damned coachman, who drank a little while Blue Löve was having fun, and of course his purpose was not to anesthetize himself, but to use alcohol to warm his body in the cold wind.

Under the influence of alcohol, the groom could no longer concentrate at the dawn of the day, and in order to return to the manor before he collapsed, he increased his usual speed a little, and combined with his sluggish concentration, he accidentally made a big mistake.

The fact that the coachman had disappeared was also told to the Empress of Pars, and in the patriarch's account, the coachman had known who had been killed this morning, and that he had realized that he had done it, and that he had fled before anyone knew what it really was. In order not to evade responsibility, the patriarch said that his eldest son, the passenger who was carrying the carriage yesterday, Lan Löf, had been held in custody and was ready to await Her Majesty's final ruling.

After saying this, the patriarch lowered his head and silently waited for the decision of the Empress Pars.

For a long time, in this season when the temperature had dropped below freezing, he was actually wet with sweat. He could sacrifice anyone, including himself, but he couldn't let his family be buried with him. He wanted Empress Pars to be calmer and not impulsively wipe out his family.

Just as he was about to break down, Empress Pars spoke, "According to you, it was all just an accident, wasn't it?"

The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly nodded vigorously, "As far as I know, it was indeed an accident. ”

"An accident is good, an accident killed the most inseparable person in the Empire, an accident made the entire Empire shake because of it, you told me it was an accident?", Empress Pars stood up from her throne and slowly walked down the steps, without the slightest hint of anger. She walked up to the patriarch and stretched out her slender index finger to pick up the patriarch's drooping chin so that the sinner could see her eyes, "Then I'll give you a surprise answer!"