Everyone looked at the king who was sitting on the main seat, sleeping with his eyes closed, his mouth open and drooling. Even the stupidest person could guess that this was a lie.
"This decision is... this letter!" Rael took a piece of golden letter paper from the silver plate held by the fox girl beside him and opened it to everyone. "This letter states that he decided to give up his throne to me.
His most capable eldest son is me, Rael Henry, which means that from today on, I am your king, and my sick father can also enjoy his old age in peace."
At the dance, there was a lot of discussion.
"Your Highness the Prince." Andrew spoke loudly, "As we all know, the King is very ill and cannot even eat by himself. How can he write such a letter?"
"That's because my father was awake for a short while last night, and he wrote this letter while he was awake." Rael looked at him condescendingly, "When General Andrew said this, did he imply that I was lying?"
"I'm just telling the truth." Andrew was not afraid. "If this letter is really written by the King, then are there any ministers around? Can anyone prove that this letter was indeed written by the King himself?"
Andrew has always been an upright person, and he can't get rid of the slightest bit of sand in his eyes. He has never had a good impression of the violent Prince Rael, and of course he will not accept such a ridiculous statement.
As soon as he took the lead, several ministers who were loyal to Charles also spoke.
"According to the laws of the empire, when a king writes an edict to pass on the throne, he must be supervised by at least three ministers of level three or above. Only then can the written edict be counted."
"Yes, it's hard for us to accept what you do, eldest prince."
"That's right."
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There are people in Charles who responded, and naturally there are many people under Rael.
"I can vouch for the eldest prince."
"I can do it too, because I happened to be in the palace last night and witnessed this scene with my own eyes."
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Immediately, three ministers stood up to prove that they were in the palace at the time and witnessed all this with their own eyes.
The two sides were confronting each other, and those ministers who had not yet taken sides were watching from the sidelines.
"Brother Lehr, if our father really wakes up, why didn't you invite me and Charles to come together? Don't we, as daughters and sons, even have the right to talk to and meet our father?" Princess Shana
Taking a step forward, "Or maybe you have something in your heart and don't dare to let us come to see our father?"
"That's because my father woke up suddenly, and I didn't expect that it was already very late at that time," Lehr defended.
Ciel's tone was very gentle, but all he said were sharp words, "As far as I know, Mr. Bran played half-heartedly at the Colosseum last night, and then went to Lan Kwai Fong. I don't know.
When did you go to the palace? As for the other two ministers who said they would testify, I would like to ask you both, when did my father wake up and when did he fall into coma again? Please answer at the same time."
Listening to the words of His Highness the Prince, Purple Eyes slightly raised the corners of his lips, and Beichen's dark eyes also showed a hint of appreciation.
Compared to Princess Shana, Ciel is much smarter. In such an occasion, he is not afraid or nervous, and can still talk so calmly. This magnanimity is indeed extraordinary.