Everyone was sent away by Heaton, and he made a point of asking Gozzi to pick up Jona.

For Jona and Yolanda, Heaton has his own arrangement.

Tonight's palace was particularly depressed, but it was also dear to Heaton.

In the past, in the world's largest and most ornate residence, different maids served each day, and the servants obeyed their own arrangements.

But Heaton always had a dreamy, unrealistic feeling.

It's not hypocritical, but tonight's action will destroy this gorgeous and noble palace, watching the collapsed houses, the corpses of flying dragons, the corpses of humans, and the guards who come and go to carry and clean.

The dream was shattered in an instant, but Heaton didn't feel the reality, only the trace of the beauty being broken, as if it was pleasure.

Whether it's a royal palace or a ruin, it's completely different from Heaton's previous style, new and fake, but there's everything you can see and touch.

'I'm not going to be a pervert! '

This was Heaton's first reaction when he found himself feeling a little excited.

'Perverted is perverted. '

That was Heaton's second thought.

He doesn't love this world, and he doesn't love the previous one.

The experience of his past life taught him to be cold and false.

This life made him understand power and power.

"Haha."

Heaton laughed, and Yolanda, who had been following behind, was taken aback by Heaton's reaction.

"Yolanda, what do you think of me?"

"Your Majesty..."

"It's okay."

"Your Majesty is a kind man, and he loves his people and country..."

Yolanda frowned, but was not slow to speak.

Heaton will always give him a feeling like a spring breeze, he was naughty and mischievous when he was a child, but he never bullied his subordinates with power, at least he got along with Heaton, and he was completely different from the other big names in the imperial capital.

Although Heaton's personality is sometimes very bad and incomprehensible, as if his actions can be forgiven, Yolanda asks herself if she can't do it.

"That's right, I feel like I'm kind, too!" Heaton tilted his head and grinned at Yolanda.

Under the moonlight, next to the light, a bright smile seemed to melt Yolanda's heart.

"Your Majesty..."

"Okay, okay, I'm scared today, go back and rest early, it's your turn to serve me today."

Heaton walked briskly, stepping on the gravel rags towards the dormitory.

Heaton doesn't love the world, and he has little empathy for the people in this world, but that doesn't prevent him from "loving" the world.

It's like he doesn't trust Jona, he doesn't trust Yolanda, but it doesn't prevent him from still letting Yolanda and Joanna serve him and be good to them.

Because all of them don't trust it.

Oh, by the way, in his previous life, Heaton had received psychological therapy for a period of time, but unfortunately the effect did not seem to be ideal, but fortunately, slowly, Heaton returned to normal.

。。。

The next day.

"Your Majesty!"

There was a soft knock on the door, and Jona and Yolanda pushed the door in.

The habit of five years has long been engraved into the bone marrow.

Heaton would never answer a knock on the door outside.

Jona and Yolanda went from coming in hard for the first time to being accustomed to it now.

Heaton was still in bed.

Yolanda came to the floor-to-ceiling window and gently pulled it open, and the harsh sunlight suddenly shone into the room.

For the first time, Heaton had instructed Yolanda to close the curtains yesterday.

Historically, Heaton has never been willing to close the curtains, saying he likes to fall asleep watching the moon.

Jona didn't wait long in the courtyard last night, Gozzi moved quickly, and Jona returned to the palace unharmed.

She had a lot of questions in her mind, but when she actually saw Heaton, she couldn't ask.

She pulled out her luxurious clothes from the closet.

One by one, they put on Heaton.

Yolanda held hands on the sidelines.

Heaton closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and left the two of them to do what they wanted.

Wash and dress.

There is no plot of being shy in the inner lining of the two beautiful big sisters, pants, tops, a cloak symbolizing the status of the emperor, and a crown.

The light blue hue goes well with the light green hair.

One by one, it is not layered on top of each other, but fortunately, it is not layer after layer like in ancient China.

A few pieces of clothing, not cumbersome and not heavy.

It's not too hard to endure in the hot summer.

Jona crouched down to put on Heaton's white boots, and Yolanda handed Heaton's golden scepter.

Finally, Jona tied the rope of her cloak, and the process of getting up in the morning was completed.

Heaton felt the weight on his head, a little dazed.

I didn't even feel like this hat was quite heavy before.

"Let's go!"

Heaton said a word and walked over to the restaurant.

Last night's battle took place mainly in the back half of the palace, which is still relatively far away, and there is still some distance from the living areas of the dormitory restaurant.

I didn't run into Lubbo today.

Last night, Heaton had all of Estesnajeta's involvement in the elimination of the Chancellor live in the palace.

Anyway, there are so many houses, just live in them.

There won't be any messy things happening, I'm an eight-year-old child, and I don't have a harem or anything, so I'm not afraid of any red apricots going out of the wall.

And in the huge harem, it is estimated that there are few people who can be trusted.

It's been a sieve for a long time.

The former minister's subordinates, the dark line, where they will go in the future, Heaton can't control.

Who of the other interior ministers or military attachés did not know anyone or subordinates in the palace?

Maybe there are a bunch of traitors in the revolutionary army.

Security?

Never, even if Heaton didn't think about liquidating them one by one, maybe people didn't want to.

Lubbo probably chose a place near General Najeta, and is now paying his respects.

In this regard, Heaton can only let Lubbo ask for more blessings.

Not to mention that Lubbo is still very immature now, his personality is also a little out of the woods.

For Najeta, he really had some cow dung.

The restaurant is not far away and the breakfast is as generous as ever.

It's been a lot quieter today, and Heaton isn't gobbling it up like he used to.

At least pay attention to the image.

But the amount of food has not decreased, and only when you are full can you have the strength to go to court.

Sure enough, a person is still a little lonely, and Yolanda and Jona are still a little worse than Lubbock.

After breakfast, we will go to the council chamber, where some of the day's matters will be discussed.

It is said to be a conference hall, but it is actually similar to the ancient Chinese court.

The emperor is high above and dominates the power of life and death.

The ministers made suggestions and gave policies for governing the country.

The minister is the representative of the civil officials, and the general is the head of the military attaché.

However, because the First Emperor forbade military attachés to participate in politics, the parliamentary chamber was mainly active for civil officials.

In the past, all policies were made in the parliamentary chamber of the minister's home, but today, it is in Heaton's "home".

Along the way, there was no hurry, if it weren't for the fear that Estes and the others would wait too long, Heaton would still be able to ink for a while.

I can only thank the minister for destroying the habits of the imperial court for thousands of years, and no one will jump out to accuse Heaton of the corrupt and incompetent ministers.