A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Zuo Sixiang was originally very dissatisfied.

After all, Heymos' behavior just now and the words he said to His Majesty were too presumptuous.

Of course, Zuo Sixiang, who was always upright and strict in style, couldn't stand it.

He was about to ask Heimos to retreat without politeness, but what Heimos said made his heart move.

[Maybe my beloved is in the courtyard? 】

Secretary Zuo suddenly remembered that not only King Garlan, but also Lord Heimos had never been married.

Moreover, this Excellency is four or five years older than His Majesty. Not to mention unmarried, he does not even have a concubine by his side.

He suddenly had a headache.

Starting from the generation of King Camos, how come two of these heirs to the throne have such an attitude of not caring about their descendants?

He thought about it and felt that this was not bad.

It is rare that so many noble ladies came to tonight's Flower Festival celebration. In addition to His Majesty, they could also solve the problem of Lord Heimos.

After all, in the eyes of these ministers, for the sake of the stability of the royal family, the more descendants the better.

With this thought in mind, when King Garlan asked Heimos to sit next to him, Secretary Zuo did not raise any objection and sat back quietly.

…

The maid on the side came up and poured wine for Heimos. Heimos held the wine glass in one hand and let the bright red wine fall into it, while he lowered his eyes and played with the golden fan in his hand. .

That careless movement made Zuo Sixiang, who had already sat back, frown continuously.

But now that the matter was over, King Garlan, the owner of the golden fan, didn't say anything. He couldn't speak, so he could only turn his head to one side, and focus on looking at the ladies in the flower garden. Thinking about which one is more suitable to be a princess and which one is more suitable to marry Heimos.

Suojia, who was sitting near Secretary Zuo, lowered his head and seemed to be drinking quietly. But if you look closer, you will find that his fingers holding the wine glass are trembling.

Suojia felt that his heart might stop beating due to excessive shock tonight.

Because a certain evil dragon was guarding their treasures, most people didn't dare to look at King Garlan.

But Suojia had been peeking over there from time to time because of worry, so he took a clear look at the scene just now.

Yes, the unfolded golden fan held up by Heimos covered most of their faces.

Even if others saw it, they would only think that the two people had a good relationship and just talked in a low voice together, but Suo Jia guessed it at a glance.

Kissed.

Definitely kissed.

He even dared to swear by his faith in Nanna that Lord Huymos must have kissed His Majesty!

In public, and in front of so many people——

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The panic jumped to the point of collapse and turned into complete numbness.

Although it was only half an hour, the tortured Suojia felt that his heart had been tempered and forged like iron stone.

Haha, the two big shots who had an affair above were not afraid of being discovered, so why were they worried down there?

Completely broken, the priest of Nanna drank glass after glass of wine with a dull look on his face, just hoping to be drunk tonight.

…

The celebrations continue.

Now has arrived the most anticipated part of the Flower Festival celebration.

According to legend, in order to thank the flower god Avdomir for allowing the flowers to bloom for her, the spring goddess danced among the flowers in a moving and graceful dance.

The graceful dancing posture is unparalleled by anyone in the world, even the flowers in the world are reduced to a foil.

Avdmir was so fascinated by it that he gave the beloved golden fan and crystal mirror that he carried to the goddess of spring who danced for her.

Therefore, in the first half of the Flower Festival celebration, young boys and girls are allowed to meet freely and get to know each other. In the second half, it is the time for the flower-like girls to show off their beauty.

If they are interested in a man, they will dance gracefully in front of him.

If the boy is moved by the girl's dancing, he will give the girl an accessory that he has with him.

Similarly, the palace's Flower Festival celebration is now in its second half.

The people in the flower garden have retreated to the side, revealing the circular high platform space in the center of the flower garden.

The circular platform is surrounded by thin hollow stone pillars. The hollow abdomens of the white jade stone pillars are all filled with blooming flowers, and green vines extend from the inside and wrap around them.

Standing in the circular high platform, it feels like being surrounded by flowers.

The attendants and maids specially came forward and hung twice as many hanging lights on the surrounding flower poles, making that place as bright as day.

The noble girls who intended to become the concubines of King Garlan had already sent their maids during the first half of the celebration and informed the chief attendant in charge of the celebration of their wishes.

Now, according to the arrangements of the chief attendant, they will step forward one by one, dance among the flowers, and show their most beautiful posture in front of the king.

If she could get the king to personally give her the golden fan, she would become the king's concubine, and from then on she would be the one person under Aaron Landis and above ten thousand people.

Not to mention how attractive the position of the princess was, the young and beautiful king alone was enough to make their hearts flutter.

At the most critical moment, the noble ladies geared up and vowed in their hearts to make King Garlan fall in love with them.

With this ambition, they came on stage one after another.

The strings of the harp plucked in the light, producing beautiful notes.

The sound of the lute accompanying it surrounded the surroundings, and the melodious sound of the flute spread in the night.

In the moving music, either three or five, those beautiful girls danced gracefully among the flowers.

Her long hair was flying in the night, and her long skirt spread out softly under the light.

Slender wrists, soft eyebrows.

She dances charmingly and gracefully.

For a time, all kinds of beauties, each with their own merits, competed for their beauty, making it dizzying for people to see.

The only thing that is the same is that when everyone dances, they try their best to cast their eyes on the audience, and their eyebrows are affectionate.

Some were shy and timid, some were cute and lively, and some were enthusiastic and bold, looking at Garlan with burning eyes.

Well, it's hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman.

At this moment, Garlan, who was sitting in the upper seat, could only think of this sentence.

To be honest, these girls are indeed beautiful.

If that guy Shulos was here now, he would be very happy.

If you just enjoy the dance purely, then you will be very happy watching it.

but……

There was a lot of excitement below, but where he was, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Heimos sat aside, playing with the golden fan, eyes lowered and silent.

But there was obviously an invisible coldness emanating from Heimos. It was obviously a slightly hot night, but it gave people a chilly feeling.

Although there was no expression on his face, Garlan knew it without guessing.

This guy is jealous.

And he ate a lot.

This peaceful scene now is probably the calm before the storm.

...This guy is just like a time bomb, he can't tell when it will explode.

Garlan glanced at the man beside him and sighed helplessly in his heart.

I just hope this person can endure it until the celebration ends smoothly.

After all, not only city lords and superior nobles from all over the country came to this Flower Festival celebration, but also nobles from other countries were here. In any case, he did not want it to cause trouble midway.

Just when Garlan was thinking this, he looked over inadvertently and suddenly saw a pair of familiar eyes.

Just like a little puppy that has recognized its master, it is shiny and black.

It turned out to be the girl with flaxen curly hair.

Although the girl was dancing as hard as she could, she accidentally fell down because her eyes were staring at him eagerly.

Seeing the girl standing up in a panic, Garlan couldn't help but think of the way she was picked up by Heimos not long ago.

So he couldn't help but smile.

As soon as he finished laughing, a shiny golden object stood in front of his eyes.

Taking a closer look, it was the golden fan.

Heimos suddenly raised the golden fan and held it in front of his eyes, blocking his view of the girl.

The corner of Gallan's just-curved mouth twitched, and he pressed down the golden fan in front of his eyes angrily, turning his head to look at Heimos.

"Heimos, you..."

"You laughed twice."

"ah?"

His golden-red eyes looked deeply at Garlan, the corners of his raised eyes were as sharp as sharp knives, and there seemed to be dark mist swirling under his eyes.

"You smiled at her twice."

Heimos said, word for word.

His hands tightly clenched the golden fan in his hand.

Although I knew in my heart that this Flower Festival celebration was forcibly held by a group of ministers, when I thought about the news that I received from Suojia, my heart felt like a heavy weight... Also, when he hurried back, The first thing I saw was a slight smile from Garlan to the girl who was running towards him...

He didn't intend to make such a shocking move.

However, when he saw Garlan smiling at the girl, Heimos felt as if his chest had been bitten by a poisonous snake. The venom called jealousy infiltrated his entire body almost instantly along with the blood. Body.

At that moment, the venom called jealousy completely corroded his reason.

Without thinking about anything, he just drew his sword and threw it hard.

A sword split the road between Garlan and the girl, causing the entire flower garden to fall silent instantly.

And now, he watched helplessly as Garlan, who was right next to him, smiled at the girl again.

The jealousy that the group of aristocratic women tried their best to suppress deep in their hearts when they danced to woo Garlan instantly tore apart the cage that locked it, like adding fuel to the fire, rising crazily.

Heimos looked at the people around him.

Her long pale golden hair was spread behind her shoulders, revealing half of her smooth side neck. Her fair skin shone lightly in the light, like the curvature of a swan's neck, which was extremely alluring.

He suddenly had the urge to bite that tempting side of his neck in front of everyone.

He wanted to declare to everyone that this person was his.

He didn't allow anyone to peek at him anymore, and he didn't want to see him smiling at anyone other than himself.

This person's eyes, light red lips, his skin, voice, and even a hair - they all belong to him!

It belongs to him alone!

…………

Um? Did you smile at that girl twice?

Have it?

when?

After being told this, Garlan was still thinking blankly, and suddenly felt an aura of danger.

Looking closely, his eyes met the eyes of the man next to him.

That is an extremely dangerous look.

Heimos stared at him and suddenly said: "Tell me, what would happen if I kissed you here right now in front of everyone?"

Garlan's heart skipped a beat.

He opened his mouth to speak when a voice from below suddenly planned the conversation between them.

"Your Majesty, the dance performed by the ladies to the Flower Goddess has ended."

said the chief attendant standing below.

In this kind of celebration of concubine selection, in order to avoid the embarrassment of the unsuccessful noble ladies, they would use cover-up methods to claim that their dance was dedicated to the flower god Avdormir at the celebration.

The chief attendant said: "Please give the golden fan to the one who you think dances best and is praised by the Flower Goddess."

Following the words of the chief attendant, everyone's attention has been focused on Garlan.

There was no time to talk to Heimos, so Garlan stood up.

Heimos also stood up, staring at Garlan closely with an anxious look in his eyes.

Garlan turned sideways, stretched out his hand to Heimos, and signaled Heimos to return the golden fan he still held in his hand to him.

Heimos' eyes darkened little by little, and the restless flames burned his chest.

His right hand holding the golden fan was clenched.

Although it was delicate but extremely fragile, the golden fan was slightly bent by his grip.

With just a little force, the golden fan would twist and deform at Heymos' fingertips and break into pieces of gold.

At this moment, Garlan sighed inaudibly, raised his hand, and patted Heimos on the head under the gaze of everyone.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are photographing a big pet that is restless and disobedient.

The entire flower garden fell silent again in an instant.

It was like the moment when Heimos threw a sword not long ago.

The female knight Fataya, who was in charge of the security of the celebration and was patrolling the side, saw this scene and silently looked away.

Ah, I feel a sense of déjà vu...

Heimos, who was full of anxiety just a moment ago, was stunned.

He saw Garlan smile at him, then the hand that patted his head lowered and stretched out in front of him again.

Garlan said nothing, just looked at him and smiled at him with clear eyes.

The slightly curved eyes were like the arc of the crescent moon in the night sky at this moment.

The big black wolf pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, a little aggrieved, but still obediently handed the golden fan that he almost crushed to pieces into Garlan's hands.

Garlan patted Heimos' head gently as a reward.

Then, he turned around and walked down the low steps, walking in front of everyone who was still looking at him blankly.

Everyone who was shocked by the scene immediately came back to their senses and stared at Garlan closely.

Next is the moment when King Garlan hands the golden fan to the hand of his chosen princess, the moment when Aaron Landis’s mistress is decided.

The atmosphere instantly became tense and dignified, especially the noble ladies, who stared at King Garlan and the shining golden fan in his hand with eager eyes.

Their eyes were so hot that they could melt a golden fan.

"Everyone who dances for the Flower Goddess is like the flowers blooming here at this moment, each with its own rose color, bright and moving."

said Garlan, stepping forward, golden fan in hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked up to the high platform where the ladies had danced.

“Because everyone is so good, it’s really hard for me to choose.”

"This Flower Festival celebration is held because I have been unable to decide on the candidate for the princess."

"I know that this matter has worried all the ministers."

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to marry the princess, but because I have already decided what kind of princess I want to marry, so I have delayed it until now."

"I have only one request for the princess I wish to marry."

Bright golden eyes slowly swept across the crowd who were listening to his words attentively, and the young Wang Hu smiled slightly.

The moonlight poured down like water, covering Garlan's body with fine silver light.

Among the flowers, that faint smile actually caused the gorgeous flowers to lose their color in an instant.

He said: "I hope to marry a princess who is more beautiful than me."

King Garlan's words caused the entire flower garden to fall into deathly silence in an instant.

Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment, looking in disbelief.

The night was eerily quiet, and only the voice of King Garlan continued to ring clearly in the flower garden.

He said: "Now, if there is any noble daughter who thinks her beauty is better than mine, please come to me. I will give you a golden fan and marry you as my princess."

Ladies: "……………………"

No.

[Everyone says that the beauty of King Garlan’s appearance is unmatched by anyone in the world. 】

【No one can compare. 】

The author has something to say: Garlan cleared everything in one wave of operations.