My queen is rebelling!

… …'Emerald Harbor' in the eastern district of Florence and 'Golden Sail Harbor' in the Southern Territory are powerful engines and key lifelines for the economic development of our Effiein.

In addition to these two ports in our country, there is also 'Pearl Harbor' in the southern part of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

These three ports are the three largest seaports in the Northwest Continent.

The wise men of the Corleone royal family established the port area management committee directly under the royal family in these two places to ensure that the royal family can firmly grasp these two rich arteries… …

Since the last lecture, Yadel has gradually explained to Cohen some content about Effiein's government affairs and economy.

The most important of these are the two seaports located in Florence and the Southern Territory.

Effiein's God-given two seaports are like dazzling pearls, inlaid on the vast coastline.

They are like open doors to wealth, attracting merchant ships from all over the world.

The torrent of trade converges and intertwines here, witnessing countless business legends and injecting a constant stream of vitality and impetus into Effiein's prosperity and development.

However, it is obvious that these things are not to Cohen's liking.

His mind had long since run to Yadel.

Since learning that the mastermind behind the scenes was 'Eastern Fox' Andrei from the Eastern Territory Empire, the Queen's sister's suspicion has dropped sharply.

After withdrawing his defenses, a feeling called love grew uncontrollably in his heart.

The memories of getting along day and night for more than ten years were constantly impacting his mind.

Under the pretext of listening to the lecture, Cohen's eyes unscrupulously scanned Yadel's delicate face and exquisite body.

The only regret was that the Queen's sister was wearing a very solemn court dress today.

Unlike the previous time when the two were together, wearing casual home clothes, there was exposed delicate skin, plump and considerable breasts, and fair and straight long legs to feast his eyes on.

Perhaps finally discovering someone's absent-mindedness, and the burning gaze coming from several sensitive parts of the body.

Yadel stopped lecturing and said in a deep voice:

"If Your Majesty is not interested in these things, then so be it. It's getting late.

You should also change into formal attire later, we are going to meet someone."

Cohen hurriedly straightened his face and asked knowingly:

"Okay, Sister, who are we meeting?"

"Duke Roland of the Western Territory Empire, does Your Majesty have any impression?"

Cohen pretended to recall and nodded:

"I've heard Father and Mother mention him. They were very good friends when they were young."

This was not Cohen telling a lie. When he was a child, he had indeed heard his parents mention Duke Roland of the Western Territory Empire more than once.

Even if Yadel hadn't entered the palace to be his court teacher later, his parents originally planned to send Cohen to the Western Territory Empire for training.

The Queen said:

"Later, please Your Majesty follow the previous imperial council meeting, try to speak less, pay attention to your manners, and don't be rude."

Cohen nodded repeatedly.

… …

Golden sunlight洒 on the magnificent palace, the gate of the palace slowly opened, and Prime Minister Angus Angrian Duke respectfully waited at the door.

With a guard's notification, Duke Roland, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and a dazzling gemstone sword on his waist, walked steadily towards the palace.

Beside him was a young woman with a stunningly beautiful appearance.

Angus, who was not far away, saw the person coming and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He knew this woman, it was Isabella Windsor, the Golden Winged Woman who had caused a stir in Florence yesterday.

She actually came with Duke Roland?

However, since the other party did not take the initiative to inform him, it meant that he was visiting in a personal capacity.

Perhaps it was to thank Yadel for her help yesterday.

Angus didn't care too much and took the initiative to greet him:

"Greetings, Duke Roland, greetings, Miss Windsor."

Duke Roland returned a polite salute, and Isabella whispered:

"Greetings, Prime Minister. I apologize for the intrusion without prior notice. Please don't take offense, Prime Minister."

A formulaic smile appeared on Angus's face:

"It is an honor for our Effiein royal family to invite the Golden Winged Woman to Florence.

Please, Your Majesty and the Queen are already waiting in the reception hall."

In the reception hall, Yadel heard the voice of the palace maid and raised her eyebrows slightly, saying:

"The Golden Winged Woman is here too?"

"Yes, that's what the Prime Minister said. They are already heading to the reception hall."

Yadel nodded and said:

"I see. Inform the Minister of Foreign Affairs to prepare an extra gift for the lady."

"Yes."

Cohen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

How did Isabella come too!

He secretly braced himself. Although it was unlikely that the other party would see through his identity, he still had to be careful.

Soon, Duke Roland and Isabella, led by Prime Minister Angus, entered the reception hall.

After Isabella came in, her eyes flashed over Cohen's body and focused on Yadel.

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that he was overthinking it.

Angus introduced from the side:

"Your Majesty, Queen, this is Duke Roland from the Western Territory Empire. His Highness the Duke has a deep friendship with our Corleone royal family."

Cohen reached out and shook hands with Duke Roland, saying:

"Father and Mother often mention you. They often say that the time they spent adventuring with you on the continent was the most precious memory in their lives."

Duke Roland seemed very happy after hearing Cohen's words and patted Cohen's shoulder forcefully:

"Little man, don't worry, even for the sake of Victor and Violica, I won't watch you fall into trouble."

The Prime Minister's face was not very good-looking. He felt that Roland's words were directed at him.

Roland continued:

"It's a pity that your strength is a little weak. How come you're only at the second level?

You have to learn this from your Queen. She is your mother's proud disciple and is already close to the Golden rank at your age."

Cohen nodded humbly.

He hadn't activated his 'Mistborn' when he wasn't using the 'Shadow Lord' persona.

Otherwise, if a sixteen-year-old king could hide his cultivation in front of a group of experts, wouldn't that clearly indicate a relationship with the 'Shadow Lord'?

Isabella raised her eyebrows slightly. Also second level?

She couldn't help but think of another second-level young man, and a strange emotion surged in her heart.

After Duke Roland finished speaking, the Prime Minister continued to introduce:

"Your Majesty, this lady is the first in line heir to the 'Golden Wing Family', one of the ruling families of the 'Pale Wings', Isabella Windsor.

The Golden Wing Family has in-depth cooperation with our Effiein in many fields and is a very trustworthy partner."

Cohen secretly calmed himself and looked up.

Isabella had a template-like expression on her face, obviously not interested in this king. Her main purpose in entering the palace this time was for Yadel.

Seeing that Isabella didn't have any special emotions, Cohen was completely relieved.

Isabella glanced at the young king and a thought flashed in her mind:

Judging from his appearance alone, he does look like a king. I heard that he was hit by 'Memory Ice Sealing' and his IQ has become that of a child?

You can't tell from the outside.

It seems that this Queen must have made a lot of efforts behind the scenes.

It's a pity that such an excellent woman like Yadel actually ended up with such a husband. It's a bit like a pearl being covered in dust.

Isabella had an official smile on her face and, after a series of meaningless compliments, routinely extended her hand.

Cohen reached out and shook it.

However, just as Cohen was about to withdraw his palm, Isabella suddenly used force.

Cohen looked up and found that the expression on Isabella's face suddenly solidified, her red lips parted slightly, and a deep shock floated in the depths of her bright eyes.

Cohen's heart sank suddenly and his breathing stopped.