Chapter 724 Sister, I'm Sorry (74)

Bai Wu narrowed her eyes and fell to the ground.

Resker, who was standing at the front of the crowd, suddenly turned dark, and immediately gave Dane a wink.

Dane quickly rushed out with the Knights and surrounded Celia.

"Your Highness Celia, please let go of the future His Majesty Brant IV, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude to you."

Seeing this, Resker hurried forward and helped his precious daughter up.

"Are you okay?"

Bai Wu shook her head, the corners of her eyes were slightly redder.

Ever since, Resk looked at Celia with a little more sharp eyes.

This scene fell in the eyes of Ai Si, which broke her heart.

She was tortured by Celia every day, and her family didn't care about her at all.

But Miriel just fell, and her father became so nervous.

Miriam, why should she? !

Celia looked at the coldly glowing sword blades pointing at her, and her eyes turned cold little by little.

"Dane, do you know what you're doing? You're loyal to me!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Celia." Resk comforted his daughter, gathered the cloak on his shoulders, and walked forward with a serious face, "I think the only person loyal to the Knights is His Majesty, and it will only be His Majesty. So do us people."

After speaking, he knelt down on one knee towards Anderson, with his right hand close to his chest, solemnly swearing.

"I, Resk Rhodes, on behalf of the Black Rose Legion and the Rhodes family, hereby promise that I will be loyal to His Majesty Anderson for the rest of my life!"

Resk had already made up his mind.

Even if the will is false, he will support Anderson.

Because in this way, the Queen's throne belonged to Miriel.

He wanted her to be the happiest and most honorable girl in the whole world.

Everyone around was shocked.

Duke Resk, who has always been a conservative, actually expressed his opinion to Anderson in public.

Their family has always supported the orthodox royal blood, which means that the will that Miriam brought is absolutely true!

So, they also knelt down one after another, expressing their loyalty to Anderson.

Celia was angry at first, and then backed away with a sneer.

"You guys, you're doing fine—"

His eyes were tearing apart, and he wanted to say something, but because of the huge emotional ups and downs, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground staggeringly.

Ais screamed, subconsciously about to pounce on Celia.

But in an instant she calmed down.

The situation is so chaotic now?Didn't she just take the opportunity to leave?

So she slipped towards the side door little by little.

Indeed, all the attention was focused on Anderson and Celia, and no one noticed her at all.

Anderson adjusted his glasses, straightened his clothes, and ordered in an unusually calm manner:

"Master Dane, please take Celia back and take care of her. Although my nephew is a bit rebellious, he is the only blood left by the emperor in the world. Don't let anything happen to him."

"Yes!"

Dane dragged Celia away with someone.

Then Anderson slowly turned around and faced the crowd.

"Everyone, although I am a little surprised to be ordered in the face of danger, I also know the heavy responsibility on my shoulders. I will definitely not disappoint the expectations of the emperor, nor will I disappoint everyone's trust."

As he spoke, he took Bai Wu's hand, his eyes became tender.

"Of course, there is also my wife, Miriel Rhodes. I will also love her and govern the Brant Empire together."

When Froze in the attic heard the words Dane relayed to him, his always cold eyes finally wavered.

In his almost white hand he held a long-dead rose.

He has tried his best to caress it very tenderly.

But when he heard that sentence, his fingertips still trembled uncontrollably.

The rose is gone.

The yellowed petals shattered on his palm and body, making him look even more broken.

"Did she say anything?" he asked in a low voice.

Dane moved his lips, his expression was extremely complicated.

In the end, he still didn't have the heart to say it, but knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"Your Highness, this is the end of the matter, you can let it go."

"Miss Miriel is not as important as your plan? Your Majesty's will is completely unexpected. We still have a chance now that Anderson's regime is not stable."

A boy's sneer came from the shadows.

He finally got up from the cold bed.

The shadows on his body faded little by little, and he walked to the window, wading into the cool sunlight.

The white shirt was loosely attached to his body, making the boy's back even more desolate.

He raised his bony, nearly pale hand to block his eyes, and only then could he barely see the scenery outside the window.

Although he was standing at the highest place of the Brant Empire, he could see nothing but vastness.

The bleakness is exactly the same as his heart.

It really is a ruthless winter.

Froze smiled again, and then looked sideways at Dane who was kneeling behind him.

"Haven't we been played by my sister enough? Even you think that will be true?"

"What?" Dane raised his head in shock.

"Brant III doesn't know my brother's disposition, but he didn't want to abolish the crown prince until he became seriously ill." Froze said coldly, "Because he didn't want Anderson Take power."

"My dear sister has been by His Majesty's side for so long, imitating his handwriting and getting his seal is a piece of cake."

"Dane, we've all been lied to by her."

"The whole empire was deceived by her."

Dane was completely dumbfounded.

In his eyes, Miriel has always been a delicate daughter who is held in the palm of his hand.

It's just because of her childhood experience that she looks stronger and smarter than others.

But it never occurred to her that she was such a scheming person.

Even Celia was played by her in the palm of her hand.

"How could this be?" Dane muttered, "Then let's—"

"Next, we don't have to do anything."

Froze, who was looking at the scenery outside the window, suddenly laughed.

Because he suddenly understood something.

Since Miriel has already taken this step, does that mean that marrying Anderson is just a move for her?
She can not like him, do not pity him.

But she also can not like others, pity others.

It was snowing again outside the window, but Froze felt warm all over.

He leaned out and grabbed a large snowflake with one hand.

The cold crystals melted into his palm, and he laughed heartily.

"Sister, do you know that Froze likes you even more like this?"

I like it so much that I can't wait to run up to her now, grab her slender and beautiful neck, and then bury her in this beautiful snowflake.

Completely became his only accessory.

(End of this chapter)

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