Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 898 Seize the future!

"The power I currently have in my hands includes the Imperial Prison, Kantwin, foreign affairs related to the Empire, and former arena personnel... I can help the Celia Chamber of Commerce to obtain better and better resources, and exchange transactions... "

Celia was carefully explaining the resources she had in a low voice, which was tantamount to telling the whole story of her family, even including who, the name, and so on, of the person she placed next to the eldest prince to monitor.

She is very smart, although these may not be a big deal to Ye Lin, but being able to express her "pay" in advance will make him feel much more comfortable psychologically.

At the same time, those soft white hands lightly and tentatively rested on the back of Ye Lin's hand, and then slowly held it with five fingers, the little finger rubbed against his palm, itching.

At all costs, of course, including herself.

She really put all her chips on the balance of this opportunity. In order to add a little weight, she also lay down on it herself.

She doesn't mind at all being the "puppet queen" in Ye Lin's hands, and she dedicates everything, including herself as an imperial concubine.

Her strength is weak, far less than one-thousandth of Yelin's level. Once he grabs the silk thread to control the puppet, it will be her fate that she can't escape for the rest of her life, but she doesn't care at all.

The originally fiery eyes now faintly turned into a kind of madness. This is a terrible woman who will do everything in order to ascend the throne!
The eldest prince once said unintentionally that my sister looks elegant and gentle, but under that face, there are a hundred different thoughts hidden.

In Arad 357, the Perus Empire Building collapsed for the first time, splitting into many kingdoms, and the emperor became a target.

The princes fought endlessly with each other, disregarding the royal family, claiming to be the orthodox of the empire, and wanted to sit on the throne of the emperor!

The tragic war lasted for more than 100 years, and some people who yearned for peace gathered together to establish the Principality of Belle Mare with the concept of peace.

Celia slowly pulled his right hand over, and slowly placed it on the beautiful legs of the black gauze skirt.

The slit of the skirt is actually very high, but there is a row of rope buttons on the side to cover it up. Her left hand is nimble and ingenious. In just a few seconds, the buttons are undone, and the delicate veil skirt is covered with Ruxue’s beautiful legs , The tall suspenders are also black silk, with a little fat.

How many disasters happened and how many people died in the past 100 years, not to mention the last battle of Cantwin, the figure on the surface is 30 troops.

After countless twists and turns, Herren Baden was crowned the throne of the empire and started Delos' glorious 300 years.

In comparison, what she has to pay is simply too little, it is really insignificant, and there is a high probability that she will be able to fight for the throne.

"Your father is an upright man, full of energy, and he can still lead the empire for 20 years without any problem." Ye Lin said flatly.

Celia's red lips were moist, she leaned her upper body, kissed him on the cheek, stood up and faced each other, and slowly sat on his lap.

A black silk skirt with high slits, and a slender beautiful leg on the left.

"I can wait another two years, but I definitely can't wait 20 years! Can you feel my heart beating violently? It's the desire for the throne."

The eldest princess spread out his palm, and with a bit of pulling strength, rested it on his throbbing heart, her eyes were filled with unbearable desire and passion, even faintly sick.

In terms of age, she is the oldest, in terms of talent, she is also the best, and in terms of relationship, she has always had a good relationship with Leon.

Why, the position of prince of the empire should be given to his younger brother Fan En, because the eldest son inherits from the tradition of the empire?

Unwilling!

Ye Lin tried to twitch her palm, but her current strength was actually quite terrifying, her heart was very soft and warm.

"Have you heard the story of the blacksmith and his three sons?" After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly into the fiery eyes of the eldest princess.

The blacksmith and his son is a story that Leon once told Alice, and he made it up himself.

The general meaning of the story is, if the third son wants to inherit the blacksmith shop, is there any way to let the blacksmith not be passed on to the eldest and second son, but to himself?

The eldest princess is a smart person, she knows that Ye Lin is implying to herself, your ambition is not much smaller than that of the eldest prince, your behavior is to reproduce Heyd (Lyon's former name) back then!

But the matter has reached this point, it is impossible to look back and act as if it never happened. After so many sacrifices, they can only go one way to death.

Celia got down from his knees, first stood in front of Ye Lin like a model, and at the same time quietly looked at his expression, but it was like a pool of stagnant water, and it was hard to read whether it was regret or relief.

"The difference between me and my father is that there is a supreme ruler behind me, who is above the emperor!"

Celia's tone gradually became fanatical, and she called him above the emperor, that is to say, she regarded herself as the emperor in spirit.

She bent her knees and knelt down in front of Ye Lin in a respectful attitude of an obedient person. She still had a cold and noble expression on her face, but her bare hands were moving forward to unseal the "Blade of Trials", nervously, Grasp the "future" tremblingly again!
There was a bottle of fine open bottle of red wine on the coffee table beside her, she poured a third of it elegantly without stopping her right hand, then picked up the crystal cup and held it in front of Ye Lin's eyes, it was not for him to drink, but to drink the bright red wine. The wine was slowly poured on top of the future.

The aroma of the wine was so strong that the eldest princess brushed away her loose hair, slowly lowered her head to taste the wine, and said in a choked voice, "If I were the third son of the blacksmith, you would be my bard."

Ye Lin's brows were furrowed, the drink was slightly cold, but the eldest princess was in full swing.

The eldest princess is very serious about her work. As a diplomat, she is dexterous with musical instruments and is a poet.

His eyes remained clear and calm, and his palms slowly stroked the eldest princess' black hair, as if loving a well-behaved pet, and sighed: "If there is a chance in the future, you will definitely kill me without hesitation." .”

There is no emotional background between them at all, and the eldest princess took the initiative to come to the door, just for the benefit, the benefit of the throne.

Instead of continuing to compete with the eldest prince for the slim succession to the throne, she chose to find another way to find a strong enough foreign aid.

Just like more than 20 years ago, the young Leon found Alice.

The eldest princess's head started to work faster and faster, which also means that it is almost the same.

The party was still going on, and someone asked about the eldest princess's whereabouts, and the information they got was that she had gone to rest temporarily because of fatigue.

Her lips were numb, Celia puffed her cheeks slightly, she hurriedly took the crystal cup and frowned a few times, a ruddy sunset glow appeared on her cold and proud frosty face.

When the party was over, she was still in charge of seeing off the guests and saying goodbye. She couldn't find too many abnormalities, so she didn't sit on it.

The red wine bottle was filled with half a glass of red wine again. Celia was slightly curious, can I drink nutritious red wine?

After a while, Ye Lin finally stood up, looked at the slender eldest princess, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to be an emperor for a day, you should practice hard, at least, an awakened one."

This is not a promise, but to pour a glass of cold water on the other party to wake up his head.

The aristocratic class basically wore the same pair of trousers. If Celia really wanted to be emperor and implement a peaceful policy, she would inevitably have a violent conflict with this class.

It's not just her, as long as the emperor touches the cake of the aristocratic class, he will be resisted to a certain extent.

It was impossible for him to provide her with shelter in the imperial capital all the time. Even if both Leon and his son had an "accident" and then she forcibly ascended the throne as emperor, given her strength, she would probably encounter an "accident" in a short time.

A very vivid example is the Celestial Realm, Emperor Alizee.

The reform of the former priest Berean touched the cake of the Nospes House of Nobility, and the successor, Alizee, was threatened and even assassinated by the noble faction headed by Andy Wayne!

The situation of the Delos Empire is completely different from that of Belle Mare.

"You mean, let me redistribute my time, reduce politics and diplomacy, and spend more on cultivation?" Celia sat cross-legged on the carpet, frowning slightly. Her talent is politics, and she is not too keen on cultivation.

"Yes, you and Prince Fan En check each other, but if you suddenly lose the effect of check and balance, then the eldest prince's character is too sharp!"

The voice seemed to be still echoing in the lounge, but Ye Lin's figure had completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)