Fantasy Simulator

Sometimes, the more things you can't get, the more you want to get them.

Over the years, with Oliman ascending to the throne, what she couldn't get is now less and less.

She owns huge palaces and huge wealth.

In her palace, there are still a large number of slaves, many of whom are young and handsome.

Among the outstanding ones, from the appearance point of view, they are not inferior to Chen Heng, or even worse.

But I don't know why, Oliman never forgets the knight back then.

Perhaps it was because she knew that Chen Heng was something she would never obtain, so the thought in her heart was particularly strong.

Before meeting Chen Heng, she had never thought that there really was someone with such perfect morals.

The vows he made when he married Venal are still lingering in his ears.

And what the other party has done over the years has also informed the witnesses of the wedding that day, he did not vow, nor failed.

"Regardless of honor or disgrace, regardless of poor or lowly, never give up..."

As she walked on the road, she muttered to herself, an inexplicable envy and a complex emotion rose in her heart.

For Chen Heng, her feelings are very complicated, some instinctively want to have it, and some don't want to destroy this beauty.

After all, this beauty belongs to her sister, not someone else.

Thinking of the end, she sighed and continued to raise the glass, drinking it all in one gulp.

Chen Heng sat in the seat alone, silently thinking.

He looked around, at the guests sitting around.

In those places, lords from far away were sitting in them, but many people were exhausted.

If you observe carefully, you can clearly see the stern look of many of them, and the faint dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, these lords are already dissatisfied with what Oliman has done over the years.

This is no wonder.

After all, anyone who is tossed in this way and consumed back and forth will probably feel dissatisfied in his heart.

Even if this person is their theoretical monarch.

Just like many people, when Aoliman’s strength has not weakened, and he still remains strong, they dare not vent their dissatisfaction, or even show it, for fear that it will attract Aoliman’s attention and treat them. Start.

In these years, Oliman's temper has become more irritable.

If someone dared to touch her brow, nothing might happen.

So at this moment, they just dare not speak.

But anyway, the dissatisfaction is slowly accumulating, but it has not yet reached the time of the outbreak.

If this continues, when the dissatisfaction accumulates to the extreme, a fierce flame will eventually erupt.

Once the Kutu royal family represented by Oliman weakens, I am afraid that a rebellion will come immediately.

But before that.....

Chen Heng seemed to think about something.

"Everyone, keep drinking."

Above, Oliman raised the wine glass in his hand and laughed at everyone below: "Don't worry, there is a lot of wine, everyone, take your time."

Her face was flushed with alcohol, and she seemed to be a little drunk, and her movements became more open. She laughed from time to time, and she had completely lost her graceful appearance as a prince.

Around, the invited lords showed strong smiles on their faces, looking at Aoliman in front of them, even if they were dissatisfied, they could only raise their wine glasses and continue drinking.

No one dared to raise an objection, because with Oliman's current temperament, if he dared to raise an objection, it would really go wrong.

In the past, it was not that no one mentioned it, but these people didn't end well.

After a long time, no one dared to raise objections.

But this time, discordant voices sounded.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

A faint voice fell, coming from below.

The movements of the surrounding lords paused, and they couldn't help being a little surprised.

They subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and just saw a young man sitting upright there.

No one else, it is Chen Heng.

"drunk?"

Oliman also reacted.

She looked at Chen Heng and frowned subconsciously: "I don't think I'm drunk."

"Your Majesty has drunk enough, there is no need to continue."

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he continued to speak: "What's more, for a banquet like today, it is enough to hold it once or twice. The frequency is too frequent and it is meaningless."

He raised his head and looked at Oliman: "It's just a waste of time and money."

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

The smile on Oliman's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became sharper, staring at Chen Heng closely.

"Just tell the truth."

Chen Heng looked at Oliman and said calmly: "Three years, only three years."

"In order to participate in the banquet held by your Majesty, how many people travel day and night, walking on the road, and how many people die in a foreign country because of accidents, and even the corpses cannot be restrained..."

He counted all the tragedies that have occurred in recent years as a result of summoning the lord all the year round, so he spoke in front of everyone present.

Every time he said something, Oliman's face became colder, and in the end, it was already very scary.

She stared at Chen Heng, her eyes seemed to be burning with rage, as if about to explode.

"well said!"

But in contrast to Oliman, countless people present were applauded.

In the past, limited to Oliman's majesty and oppression, they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and could only barely deal with it.

And now when everyone is silent, someone finally stands up and speaks for them.

Due to Oliman's past methods and majesty, they dared not stand up to support Chen Heng, but in their hearts, at this moment, their goodwill for Chen Heng suddenly rose too much, and they immediately got close to him.

"Kaylin, what do you want to do?"

Oliman opened her eyes wide and stared at Chen Heng angrily. At this moment, a tyrannical mood emerged in her heart: "If you don't want to drink, just get out."

"It's just telling the truth. If your Majesty doesn't want to listen, forget it."

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he said calmly~www.ltnovel.com~ Looking at Oliman in front of him, he didn't say much, and turned around and left.

Looking at the figure of Chen Heng leaving all around, the hearts of those around him were filled with admiration. At this moment, the image of Chen Heng suddenly became taller.

Standing at the top, Oliman's mood was completely opposite.

She looked at Chen Heng's back, staring at his figure, her face uncertain.

After a while, she slowed down, smiled again on her face, and continued to raise the wine glass, drinking with the nobles around.

The lively atmosphere was restored in the palace.

"It looks good."

A smile appeared on Chen Heng's face as he felt the sight stolen from the surrounding lords when he left.

Saying this in front of many lords, he is naturally not boring, but purposeful.

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