Sometimes, the more you can't get something, the more you want it.

Over the years, as Oliman ascended to the throne, she had less and less to lose.

She had a huge palace, as well as a great fortune.

In her palace, there were also a large number of slaves, many of whom were young and handsome.

Among them, the outstanding ones, in terms of appearance, are not inferior to Chen Heng, and even surpass.

But for some reason, Oliman remembered the knight in the first place.

Maybe it was because she knew that Chen Heng was something she would never be able to obtain, so the thoughts in her heart were extremely strong.

Before meeting Chen Heng, she never thought that there really was such a perfect person.

The vows he made when he married Venar still rings in his ears today.

And what the other party has done over the years also told the witnesses of the wedding that day that he did not swear and did not live up.

"Regardless of honor or disgrace, regardless of poverty, never give up ......."

Walking on the road, she muttered to herself, and a wave of envy and complicated emotions inexplicably rose in her heart.

For Chen Heng, her feelings are very complicated, some instinctively want to have, and some don't want to destroy this beauty.

After all, this beauty belongs to her sister, not to anyone else.

Thinking of the end, she sighed and continued to raise her glass and drink it all in one gulp.

Chen Heng sat alone in his position, thinking silently.

He looked around, at the guests seated around him.

In those places, lords from afar sat in the middle of them, but many were tired.

If you look closely, you can clearly see the fierceness of many of them, as well as the faint dissatisfaction.

Looking at it this way, these lords already have a lot of dissatisfaction with what Oliman has done over the years.

And it's no wonder.

After all, anyone who is tossed like this and consumed back and forth will probably be dissatisfied in their hearts.

This is true even if this person is their theoretical monarch.

It's just that, like many people, when Oliman's strength has not weakened and he still remains strong, they dare not vent their dissatisfaction, or even dare to show it, for fear of attracting Oliman's attention and attacking them.

Over the years, Oliman's temper has become more and more irritable.

If someone dared to touch her brow, something might not necessarily happen.

So at this moment, they just dare to be angry but dare not speak.

In any case, the discontent is slowly accumulating, but it has not yet reached the point of exploding.

If this continues, when the dissatisfaction accumulates to the extreme, a fierce flame will eventually erupt.

As soon as the royal family of Kutu, represented by Oliman, weakens, I am afraid that a rebellion will ensue immediately.

Until then, though.....

It seemed that Chen Heng thought of something.

"Everyone, keep drinking. ”

Above, Oliman raised the wine glass in his hand and laughed at the people below: "Don't worry, there are many, many more wines, everyone take your time." ”

Her face was flushed, with some alcohol on her body, she seemed to be a little drunk, and her movements became more and more open, laughing from time to time, and she had completely lost the graceful appearance she had when she was a princess.

All around, the invited lords forced smiles on their faces, looking at Oliman in front of them, even if they were dissatisfied, they could only raise their glasses and continue to drink.

No one dared to raise an objection, because with Oliman's current temper, if he dared to object, there would really be a problem.

In the past, it was not that no one mentioned it, but the fate of these people was not very good.

After a long time, no one dared to raise objections.

But this time, the discordant voice rang out.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk. ”

A faint voice fell, coming from below.

The movements of the surrounding lords paused, and they couldn't help but be a little stunned.

They subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came, and just in time to see there, a young man was sitting upright, with a tall figure.

It's none other than Chen Heng.

"Drunk?"

Olive reacted as well.

She looked at Chen Heng and subconsciously frowned: "I don't think I'm drunk." ”

"Your Majesty has drunk enough, there is no need to continue. ”

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he continued to speak: "What's more, a banquet like today's one, it is enough to hold it once or twice, and the number of times is too frequent, and it is meaningless. ”

He looked up at Oliman, "It's just a waste of time and money." ”

"You're teaching me to do things?"

The smile on Oliman's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became sharper and sharper, staring at Chen Heng tightly.

"It's just telling the truth. ”

Chen Heng looked at Oliman and said calmly: "Three years, only three years." ”

"In order to participate in the banquet held by His Majesty, how many people have traveled day and night, walking on the road, and how many people have died in other places because of accidents, and even the corpses cannot be contained........"

He counted all the tragic events that had happened in recent years due to the perennial summoning of the lord, and just said it in front of everyone present.

With every word, Oliman's face cooled a little, and by the end, it was already very scary.

She stared at Chen Heng, and there seemed to be a raging anger burning in her eyes, as if she was about to explode.

"Well said!"

But in contrast to Oliman, there were countless applause from the people present.

In the past, limited to the majesty and oppression of Oliman, they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and could only barely cope.

And now, when everyone is silent, someone is finally willing to stand up and speak for them.

Forced by Oliman's past methods and majesty, they did not dare to stand up and support Chen Heng, but in their hearts, their favor towards Chen Heng at this moment rose too much at once, and they became close to him all of a sudden.

"Kailin, what the hell do you want to do?"

Oliman's eyes widened, staring at Chen Heng angrily, and at this moment, a tyrannical emotion appeared in his heart: "If you don't want to drink, get out of here." ”

"It's just telling the truth, and if Your Majesty doesn't want to hear it, forget it. ”

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he spoke so calmly.

Looking at Oliman in front of him, he didn't say anything and turned around to leave.

All around, looking at the figure of Chen Heng leaving, the hearts of the people around him were full of admiration, and at this moment, the image of Chen Heng in his heart suddenly became taller.

Standing at the top, Oliman's mood was completely opposite.

She looked at Chen Heng's back, staring at his figure, her face was cloudy.

After a long moment, she regained her smiling face, and continued to raise her glass and drink with the nobles around her.

The atmosphere of the palace has been restored.

"It seems to be working well. ”

Feeling the stolen gaze of the surrounding lords when he left, Chen Heng had a smile on his face.

Saying this in front of many lords, he was naturally not idle and bored, but purposeful.