Back at the palace, Chengcheng and Lanlan came back and were waiting outside the palace gate early.
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness."
The two sharks knelt down.
Fuchen looked at the two of them quietly. She was not excited about seeing each other again after a long absence.
"You are following me, are you only following my orders?" Fuchen asked.
The two sharks said without hesitation, "Yes."
"What did Shasha ask you to do during this period?" Fuchen asked.
The two sharks looked at each other, lowered their heads, and said nothing.
Fuchen looked at them, not surprised. He waved his hand and swam into the palace, "No need to follow me. Just follow Shasha."
She doesn't need a second-rate servant.
Chengcheng and Lanlan knelt at the door, watching Fuchen leave, and opened their mouths deliberately, but still couldn't say a word.
Fuchen wanted to go to Shasha and ask something. But he saw that the door to the inner room was closed.
Fuchen stood outside the door and looked at the door quietly.
Never before.
Except for the palace gate, all the doors inside the palace were wide open. She could come in and out at will.
Shasha has no partner.
It is self-evident who this door is to guard against.
Fuchen left the palace directly, passing by Chengcheng and Lanlan who were still kneeling, "Tell him, I'm going back." Without stopping.
The two sharks watched the little white shark swim its tail and leave towards the water. They looked at each other, guessing that His Highness might be angry.
Some things must not be hidden.
After landing, two black foxes ran out of the mountain forest, one big and one small.
See the floating dust and transform into a human being.
Fuchen noticed that their necks had turned black.
"How is it?" Yaoyao asked.
In the ocean, on the way here, the floating dust has passed through my thoughts, and I roughly know what is going on.
"You guys wait a moment, I need to lure the fish to the bait." Fuchen said calmly.
"But..." Yaoyao looked at Shanmu. It was obvious that they couldn't wait any longer.
They have already started killing, but since they are the only ones around here and there are very few small animals, they have almost killed them all.
Basically, they were killing each other. When they woke up, they were all injured. They didn't have many waking moments.
Fuchen took out the golden arrow he carried on his back and said, "This can restrain the evil spirit. You can decide how to use it. I will start working on it right away."
Yaoyao held the golden arrow and frowned, very puzzled.
Fuchen returned to Zite Kingdom, entered the imperial city, found JMS, and asked to ascend the throne immediately. She wanted to be the queen.
JMS thought for a moment.
The king is old and frail, but he has no intention of delegating power in these years, otherwise Quiela would not have bothered to compete for military glory.
If you want to outlast the king, Fuchen may not be the most likely one.
If now, while the voice of "Saint Girl" is strong... JMS looked firmly and said, "It can be done."
That night, Fuchen led three thousand soldiers of the JMS into the palace.
When she walked into the gorgeous hall, stepped on the colorful floor, and listened to her "dong dong dong" footsteps, Fuchen stared at the old king in front of her.
He sat upright, with his hands on the armrests of the throne, his face was serious, with wrinkles hanging layer by layer, and his head was gray. The crown on his head was golden.
The king stared at Fuchen.
Fuchen looked at the king coldly, the sword in his hand was still bleeding.
Her colorful gauze skirt still perfectly set off her beauty, like a fairy. All the blood stains were absorbed, and there was no stain.
But the blood on her face destroyed her angelic and cold face, and the sword in her hand reminded the king that the devil has the most beautiful face.
"I, the king, voluntarily abdicate." The king said.
Fuchen stared at the king with no trace of emotion in his eyes. He waved his sword and turned around.
The person on the throne gradually tilted his upper body and fell to the ground.
The lower body was still sitting upright, not moving, and his hands were still upright.
Those in high positions who have been immersed in the throne for a long time have never kept their promises.
Fuchen didn't believe that the king would not hesitate to abdicate. If the king had no means, Queila would not be able to remain in power for a long time.
Learn from Shasha’s experience and deal with it early to avoid future troubles.
The next day, the palace was cleaned.
On the third day, the Enthronement Hall was convened, and countless soldiers poured into and outside the palace. Nobles in heavy and rich uniforms squeezed into the positions where rows of soldiers had been placed.
Everyone can only stand in line, and the knife-wielding soldiers stand at four points.
The nobles held beautiful and expensive fans to cover their faces, and they were all disgusted. The looks they exchanged were filled with disgust, but it was also obvious: Fuchen didn't need them at all.
There are knives on top, bottom, left and right.
If you dare to have objections, we will deal with them immediately.
Splatters of blood can still be seen on the grass. The smell of blood has not dissipated.
Naturally, I don’t mind adding a little more now.
This feeling of not being taken seriously made the nobles unhappy. The king could change, but the nobles would not.
Wearing the crown, Fuchen walked along the long white road, then walked up the circular stairs step by step, and stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at everyone on the grass.
JMS appeared from the white road, walked over step by step, stood in front of everyone, took the lead in kneeling down on one knee, and said, "May the Queen be safe and sound!"
JMS is the head of the nobility, and one family is worth half of the nobility.
The nobles exchanged views with their eyes, and immediately knelt down most of them, "Her Majesty the Queen, live in peace and peace!"
Kneeling with her (them) were the heads of nobles standing.
Fuchen glanced at the number of people calmly, and found that about 1/3 of the people died.
She doesn't need loyal ministers from the former king.
If the random loser can hesitate again and again at this time, there is no need. It is too stupid.
No matter how many people die, it doesn't hurt.
"Get up." Fuchen said loudly with his head held high.
JMS stood up with the nobles, and then bowed, "Your Majesty, a man who claims to be the king of the sea country comes to congratulate you."
Haiguo... Fuchen's eyes flicker, waiting for you.
"please."
A man appears at the end of the white road.
As soon as he appeared, the nobles sighed secretly. Except for Her Majesty the Queen, they had never seen such a stunning person.
His face is as bright as the moon, his long white hair is like snow and satin, exuding luster, and the white clothes on his body seem to be embedded in stars, twinkling faintly.
The visitor was dragging a huge crystal ball in his hand, which was as transparent as water and reflected the sunlight.
Soon, everyone discovered that this person's clothes seemed to be made of the same material as the colorful gauze skirt often worn by Her Majesty the Queen.
They are all nobles, and their treasure appraisal skills are top-notch.
The crystal ball is as rich as a country.
Clothes made of mysterious materials are the only ones in the world.
Everyone quickly confirmed the identity of the king, and were even more curious about where the Sea Kingdom was, why they came, and whether it was as rich and powerful as the Zite Kingdom?
Fuchen calmly watched this person walking step by step.
The person who came also raised his head and kept looking at her, with a smile in his eyes.
I saw this person walking up to JMS, holding the crystal ball in his left hand, covering his chest with his right hand, and bowed, "May the Queen be in peace and peace."
Fuchen turned around, fell from the balcony, landed in front of this man, held him up with his hands, and said, "Father."
Father! The nobles exclaimed in their hearts and did not dare to be presumptuous.