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Chapter 124 Between Emperors
"Master, Hollandpur has made a move." Fan Qingyin turned around and saw the servant appear silently.
He had sent men back early to monitor Hollandpur, fearing the turmoil would spill over into the territory. With all three masters absent, he couldn't afford to be careless. But to his surprise, things actually started to move.
"What happened?" Fan Qingyin asked.
"The lady of the Wilman family has come to the capital with the royal family." The servant bowed his head respectfully and replied. These past few days, his master had been in a bad mood and had become even more taciturn, with a low-pressure aura surrounding him that made people afraid to approach.
“Mrs. Wilman,” Fan Qingyin hesitated for a moment, somewhat annoyed, “Why is it them again?”
“She left quietly. If you hadn’t instructed us to keep a close watch on the Wilman family, no one would have noticed. The group from the palace moved stealthily and didn’t alert anyone.”
Fan Qingyin frowned, then quickly realized something: "How is Lanny from the Wilman family? Does he know that his mother has arrived in the capital?"
"Reporting to Master, Lanny is still resting in bed. He has taken over most of the family affairs, but he is unaware that his mother has come to the capital. He only thinks that she has gone to visit relatives and friends. Therefore, Lady Wilman's actions this time are unusual."
“It’s more than unusual. It’s aimed directly at us.” Fan Qingyin chuckled. “Low-level tactics. Only trash would resort to such methods. Find a way to let Lanny Wilman know about this immediately.”
"Yes." The servant paused, then said, "Should we stop Madame Wilman?"
“If we try to stop them, it will only make things worse. We should pass this message on to the Emperor’s men. Since they have prepared such a generous gift for us, we must reciprocate properly.” Fan Qingyin turned her back again and silently looked out the window at the boundless sea.
He wondered how Xiaoyu was doing in the palace, whether she was eating well and sleeping well. He really hoped this matter would end soon; he was truly worried about her and missed her terribly.
It's unclear whose efficiency was so high, but in any case, the emperor received the news before Lady Wilman even arrived in the capital.
He took a big gulp of Burcher and then coughed violently. A boy sitting next to him, whose face resembled his, said with obvious concern and reproach, "You should take care of your health and drink less strong liquor."
"You know my health problems have nothing to do with drinking." The emperor smiled, looking at the young man before him with satisfaction. "Turner, don't worry, I will clear away all obstacles for you before I die."
"Of all the emperors in history, I am the least capable. I have really accomplished nothing. The only thing I can do is try my best not to leave you with any mess."
"Alas, it's a pity that you still got to see my family affairs and make a fool of yourself." The emperor coughed violently a few more times, then chuckled.
"Please don't say that. Under your rule, the empire has prospered and the people have lived in peace and contentment. You are a great and magnanimous emperor. I will certainly ask someone to build a memorial tower for you so that your achievements will be remembered for eternity."
"I don't care about those posthumous honors. Don't waste people's money and time on me." The emperor waved his hand. "When I was young, I didn't accept my fate and considered myself very diligent and hardworking, but talent is something that can't be helped. Fortunately, I live in a peaceful era."
"But you are different. The moment you were born, hundreds of sacred whales surfaced. God chose you. The Ocean Empire will surely regain its glory in your hands." The emperor looked at the composed young man sitting there and felt genuinely proud and gratified.
The boy is not yet an adult, but he has a mind and composure that are no less than those of an adult, and is even more resilient than most adults.
Every emperor of the Yulia family could only be described as handsome, far inferior to the exceptionally outstanding appearances of Fan Qingyin and Lin Yi. Even Lan Yu and Xiang Lan looked more refined than this young man.
But just by sitting there, he exuded an aura of peace and prosperity, like a pillar of stability, or the confidence of a thousand troops.
This is the next emperor chosen by the Holy Whale.
As the emperor just said, hundreds of sacred whales surfaced to celebrate his birth, a spectacle far surpassing that of most imperial births.
So although he was a child of a collateral branch of the royal family, he was taken to the palace by the emperor after birth and raised by his side. Although he was not his biological son, he was treated better than a biological son.
“You shouldn’t let Madam act like this.” Turner Yuria’s eyes were filled with barely suppressed worry.
"Let her do whatever she wants. This is how my life is, and this is how hers is too. But she still won't accept her fate. She's foolish and ruthless. She needs to be taught a lesson." The emperor leaned back in his chair, his face flushed from coughing earlier.
"That pearl diver is almost here. The show is finally about to begin. Let's end this farce quickly, or Jiang Ren won't let me off the hook, hahaha."
Turner looked at the emperor, who seemed somewhat excited, but a sense of unease crept into his heart.
Every emperor's health begins to decline from the day the next chosen emperor is born. This is the glory, and also the curse, of the Yuria family.
When this mediocre emperor was born, only a dozen or so sacred whales surfaced, so he spent his entire life fighting against his predetermined mediocrity, yet he could never escape this confinement.
He appeared cheerful and kind, but was inwardly paranoid and gloomy; only he knew how insane he truly was. It's no wonder that Mrs. Tinie's current state was largely his doing.
Now, having played this game so skillfully, he believed he had everything under control, but inevitably, some oversights were possible. Unfortunately, he had neither the right nor the qualification to question anything; he could only hope that the innocent lords caught in the crossfire would be safe.
Turner then changed the subject: "Did you take the new medicine the doctor prescribed on time?"
“Turner, I know my own body. I won’t break down before you come of age. I know what you’re worried about. Exile isn’t enough for this generation of the Yuria family’s madman. You’re too young and too honest. You might not be a match for him.”
"Don't worry, I've already figured out a way to break his wings. A bird of prey that can't fly is no threat. The plan is underway. I know you don't like involving innocent people, but you must understand that as long as you belong to the Ocean Empire, you must dedicate everything to the monarchy."
“…” Turner paused for a moment, without expressing his disagreement, “I’m just worried about your health. This kind of ordeal is really too exhausting for you.”
"Or should I handle the rest?" He hesitated for a moment, offering his suggestion, but it was immediately rejected.
"Don't get involved in this kind of thing. Your job is to be a clean and upright ruler who will be remembered for all time!"