mousepad-d2 Chapter 1
Chapter 1
"God Odin, the emperor is in love, isn't the lover
Hilde stared at the line and felt that it was necessary to notify the medical officer to prepare a large amount of stomach medicine.This was the first time she had doubts about her ability to work, and she hadn't flinched so much even when she persuaded Mittermeier and Rajenthal to besiege Heinesen back then.
It is said that in the AD, there was a shortest essay request involving religion, the royal family, sex and suspense at the same time. The later winning essay was "God, the queen is pregnant, who did it?"
This line of writing is obviously borrowed and signed here, but unfortunately this is not a call for papers, but a news headline.Compared with this call for essays, the line that Hilde is staring at now has another feature—scandal.The word "she" is heavily and prominently marked, indicating that it is not a specific "she" but all "she".
Not her, and no one will understand it as "it", and the rest may be "he".
Since the establishment of the Royankram Empire, the decadent and decadent habits of the old nobles of the old empire have been swept away. However, the rules in some fields were not established by any empire, and they will not disappear due to the demise of any empire. For example, the same-sex Taboo between love.
The dark golden hair was gently shaking, and the Countess had a look of resignation on her feminine and youthful face.
Love is originally a private matter, but if it involves the emperor, it no longer belongs to him alone. For the newly established Luo Yankelam Dynasty, which has not yet had any heirs, this news is even more lethal.
Therefore, it is necessary to let the emperor know; therefore, the heavy responsibility of reporting to the emperor falls on the countess; therefore, after Hilde figured it out, he picked up the TV phone and informed the medical officer to send stomach medicine to her office. At the same time, it is reserved for each department.
"Your Majesty, I have something important to ask Your Majesty for instructions."
Reinhardt raised his head from the pile of documents strangely. Although he is known as a military genius, he always only responds to the emotional fluctuations of certain people, but if he still can't hear the obvious tension and tremor in Hilde's voice If so, then his nerves can only be said to be not generally dull.
"Countess, relax, is it the magician who defected to Heinesen? If not, don't be so serious." The blond emperor made a bad joke, trying to help the beautiful chief secretary stretch his stiff body.
It's not funny at all, Hilde thought dejectedly, she would rather Yang Weili defected to Henesen altogether.If the galactic war is on again, at least those boring reporters won't have time to care about these "boring" right and wrong.
It's a pity that Yang Zheng, who is far away in Heinesen, is drinking black tea with peace of mind, looking at the pension amount he just entered this month on the computer and smiling with satisfaction, except for a big sneeze for no reason, there is no dissatisfaction with the current living situation express.
"Your Majesty, it's like this. These are the statistics of newspaper headlines sent by the Feisha Press and Publishing Department today. It is said that this is the most uniform headline of all newspapers since the Press and Publication Department was established..."
"Oh?" The well-shaped eyebrows were slightly raised in surprise, "What news is so sensational that it is used as the headline?" Hilde did not answer, took a deep breath and put on a pose, and then passed a thick stack of newspapers.
"Your Majesty, I'm rude, please leave first."
Staring in surprise at the beautiful and elegant countess, who disappeared like a cat with its tail burned, Reinhard looked suspiciously at the newspaper in his hand...
"Amir, did His Majesty let you in?..., What is His Majesty doing?"
The admirals in the military uniforms with black background and silver borders are twinkling stars. These admirals who can mobilize tens of thousands of warships by stamping their feet in the star sea are now gathering in the conference room without ambition, shamefully handing over the heavy responsibility of reporting news and inquiring about the situation to women with the child, and concealed the truth from Amir with reasons that were not suitable for children.
The ignorant have no fear, Emil knocked on the door of the emperor's office N times with the pretext of adding coffee while carrying the tray forced into it by the admirals, and was rejected N times, and finally won N+1 times.
"Your Majesty..." Emil looked at the admirals suspiciously, not knowing how many hearts he held in midair with this action, "Your Majesty is not doing anything, just approving official documents, as usual."
What? !no response? !The heart in mid-air crackled and fell to the ground.
"But..." Amir made a proviso, inadvertently giving retribution to the admirals who had been lying to him, "But Your Majesty's work efficiency seems not high today, and the paper shredder that was just emptied this morning is full again."
Shredder?Understood, the poor newspapers were the first to bear the wrath of His Majesty's thunder and died without a whole body.
Although he secretly rejoiced that he was not the one who stayed with His Majesty and the newspaper just now, but escaping is not a long-term solution, and a solution must be found next.
"Everyone, what do you think of this news event?" The Gale Wolf's loyalty to the emperor has always been impeccable.
"What do you think? Don't care! What do you do if you don't have so many reasons? Who cares about those reporters if your majesty is in love or not?" Living up to expectations, the orange-haired general was the first to speak, feeling unsatisfied and added He made a comment, "Boring!", since just now he has been very unhappy with the secretiveness of the admirals.
Murat looked at him helplessly, suspecting that Bidenfeldt hadn't figured out the true meaning of the news from the beginning, and of course he didn't think it was necessary to explain.
It's not intentional to mislead, it's just that the voice of the commander of the Black Lancers is louder than a high-power loudspeaker in the United States. No one can guarantee that his exclamation will be heard throughout the palace. Besides, everyone is a little bit guilty for some reason.
"It's really boring." If Bidenfeld said that being bored was reprimanded by ignorance of the situation, then this person's approval really couldn't help but surprise everyone. The person who spoke was a handsome man with a pair of different-colored pupils.
"The lover is not
"Oscar, what do you mean?"
Although Mittermeier didn't expect to hear a constructive answer, after hearing the correct answer, it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to punch that smiling face.
"It's not interesting. Your Majesty clearly understands that women are born to betray, so it is very wise to choose a lover instead of a woman."
Ignoring more than a dozen dissatisfied gazes that could pierce the deep black universe, Luo Yantar thought about coffee leisurely, but the fragrant coffee soon became extremely bitter.
"It is said that Marshal Roenthal has long realized this truth, but it is a pity that he has the courage to try the taste of betrayal again and again. Last week, the butler of your mansion reported the crime. He suspected that someone had entered and robbed. .”
Expressing incomparable contempt and opposition in a flat tone that no one can imitate is the unique skill of the Minister of Military Affairs. No one noticed when he came, but it seemed that at least he heard the itchy answer from the golden and silver demon eyes.
The angry eyes of Reoenthal and Oberstein almost collided with sparks, which made the room temperature rise a bit immediately. If someone with ulterior motives saw it, there must be other explanations.
If the unpopular admirals of the Minister of Military Affairs usually help Luo Yantar explicitly or secretly, it is a pity that the situation is special today, and the answer given by the golden and silver demon pupils just now not only makes the Gale Wolf want to beat him.
Facts have proved that there is only Admiral Mecklinger in the empire who can speak sarcasm like poetry, "Of course, what those burglars want to rob is not mere property, but a heart of the famous flower terminator."
"Admirals, the regular meeting will be held in a quarter of an hour. What advice do you have to His Majesty?" Hilde sighed resignedly again, fortunately, he just took stomach medicine.
"Shut up." Hilde looked over in surprise, but fortunately the silent admiral added in time, "Newspaper."
"No." Murat, who was the first to react, expressed his objection gently, "The people's mouth bans are unstoppable, and if they are forced to ban it, it may be self-defeating. Even if it is a rumor, it will eventually make everyone think it is a fact."
It is absolutely correct, the power of gossip is even more infinite, but there seems to be something wrong.
Or the sword of dry ice, keen insight to find out the crux of the problem, "What if it's not a rumor?"
There was silence in the air. No one could give an accurate answer to this question. Kesla cleared his throat and whispered, "Here comes the answer."
Outside the window, the red hair is marching like a flame jumping.
Grand Duke Siegfried Gilfies has arrived.