Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Because the mobilization power of the imperial army, that is, the military power, is mostly in Florence's hands. As for why it is in her hands, this is the past that the king does not want to remember.

Seeing the desperate king who took her helplessly, Florence curled her lips in a somewhat ironic arc.

"His Majesty said I was presumptuous?"

"Hehe, what I really wanton is yet to come..."

The meaning of this is unclear.

An ominous premonition rose in the king's heart. With a calm expression on his face, he forcibly maintained his majestic face and yelled, "What else do you want to do, an unfilial girl?"

Florence dropped her eyelashes, her beautiful brown eyelashes curled up and curled up, reflected in the blue eyes, the shades were beautiful.

He said lightly: "You will know soon."

The people present were as quiet as chickens.

at this time.

The gate of the palace was broken open, and a large number of soldiers in silver armor rushed into the hall, their swords pointed at the king above the throne.

When everyone was frightened, they looked outside the door of the hall, and what they saw was the endless soldiers, far away, the array was dense and angry.

The almost stagnant air, this kind of golden iron horse overwhelming the sky, yet silent to a depressing scene.

These two words appeared in everyone's minds.

rebel.

Father Florence mainly rebelled.

Seeing the heavily lined up soldiers in front of him, the king almost frightened him. He didn't fall down with strong support. Under the gorgeous robe, his calf was trembling.

The king raised his finger and pointed at Florence not far away, "You, do you want to rebel?"

His words trembled.

The blonde beauty on the other side smiled slightly, not reaching the smile in his eyes.

"I didn't want to, but I blame you for thinking that you shouldn't have."

Florence raised her hand lightly, and uttered a cold and merciless word from her lips, "Take them all down."

There was a turmoil.

The vomiting of men, the screaming and crying of women, the sound of sharp cutting into the flesh.

The **** smell gradually drifted into the nose.

At the beginning of everything.

Florence had already put Fu Yue in her arms first, raised her sleeves to cover her nose, and then pulled the hat on her cloak to prevent Fu Yue from seeing such a scene.

The little mermaid blinked.

She wanted to say that she was not afraid, but after thinking about it, she swallowed the sentence.

Fu Yue secretly wanted to turn his head and take a few glances.

Just halfway through, the girl's head was held by Florence's hand, and then he gently broke it back.

Florence stared at her, smiling softly.

"Lan Ni, don't look at those things, it will scare you. I am so good-looking, just look at me."

His tone was very righteous and strong, and he was so right and strong that Fu Yue was speechless.

Fu Yue: "..."

After a while, everyone present was under control.

The king and queen, Princess Darlene and others were **** one by one, and then escorted to Florence.

The blonde beauty glanced at them lightly and asked with her lips open, "Do you know why I want to do this?"

The king snorted.

"You unfilial girl wanted to seize my throne a long time ago. There is no ethics and morality. I really regret not directly strangling you when you were born."

Disgusting scolding.

Florence wasn't angry, but the smile on her face faded a bit.