Master Fu’s Ace Wife

Hatas stood on the sacrificial altar and reached out to take the cloth belt handed by the wizard. When he turned around, the flames from the torch that was thrown into Jiatong's hair and nails became more and more fierce.

Everyone present saw this scene, and most of them had concerns in their hearts.

The king has never revealed his intention to give up the throne before, but before the king of K country enthrones, there will be a huge sacrificial event.

This sacrificial activity was originally thought to be the same as the usual sacrificial activities. It was just an ordinary ritual to pray for good weather and the king's good health.

This sacrificial meeting to abdicate the throne and ask God for his opinion was held by members of the secret realm who had been responsible for royal divination. These people wore masks at all times and everywhere.

He won't show his true face.

They were ordered not to have any contact with, or even look at, any member of the royal family except the king.

They even need to keep in mind that their allegiance is only to the royal family, not to anyone else. They are loyal to this country and are in charge of the destiny of this country.

All divination results cannot be influenced by any personal feelings, this is inevitable.

"It looks like there is a result." Harry said while standing in the audience.

Ni Chang stared at the cloth in Hatas' hand. He never expected that the final ownership of the throne would be decided by a group of wizards who pretended to be gods and ghosts.

In this case, the person placed in that piece of cloth is the candidate for the next king.

"I told you, the throne is not something anyone can sit on if they want to. It has to be chosen by God. Bloodline is not something you can choose by yourself." Harry said calmly.

These words seemed to remind his son, even though he had reminded him countless times, Ni Chang never listened to him.

As expected, the people around me snorted coldly, "Bloodline? If I can sit in that position tomorrow, I will naturally be an orthodox bloodline. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has always been the case."

He had worked hard for so long, and now it was impossible to let a group of nagging wizards block his way.

"You are really stubborn. I guess the next step is to prepare for the coronation ceremony of the king and queen. It seems that I will have to stay in the palace for a longer time."

Harry's words stung Ni Chang's heart hard. He had worked hard for so long, but it couldn't be in vain.

"Just wait, I can't be just a count."

Harry stared at his son for a long time and said very seriously, "Don't blame me for not reminding you not to do anything stupid."

He thought that everyone in the palace was a fool.

When Lejia rebelled, Hatas, the father, was able to deal with it so neatly and cleanly, let alone a rebellious nephew.

"Father, you can gain wealth through danger, but you still don't have the spirit of adventure, so you are destined to be like this in this life."

Nowadays, there are a lot of internal and external troubles. If you want to take action, you can only do it now. It is best to attack it in one fell swoop and avoid future troubles forever.

"you!"

Feeling that his voice was a little too loud, Harry lowered his head consciously and whispered to his son.

"Stop those unrealistic fantasies and don't force me to take action." Harry said gloomily.

If Ni Chang was really desperate to take that step, of course he would have to make plans in advance.

"Don't worry. If it works, you will enjoy the glory and wealth with me and be admired by thousands of people. If it doesn't work, I won't bring you down. This is my promise to you. I still remember it now."

Harry would not be harmed no matter what. This was his bottom line. Since his father disagreed, he was destined to be unable to convince him.

But what he wanted to do wouldn't stop just because of Harry.

Hatas stood on the stage and worshiped the sculpture in front of him piously.

Finally he came down holding the cloth.

The results of the divination will not be known to anyone but the king until the next king is announced.

If there are too many objections to the final king's successor, the divination results can be made public, but whether they are made public or not depends only on the king himself.

"Your Majesty." The wizard on the side called.

Hatas looked towards the audience and officially announced, "The Dance of the Four Seasons begins."

The dances danced by the wizards next are all about good weather and good fortune for the country.

"The dinner will start in three hours. During this period, you can have fun on your own. Several palaces will be opened in the palace. I hope you can feel at home."

Hebrew gestured to his wife and then followed Hatas' footsteps, and said something after him.

"Your Majesty, those people are scheduled to arrive in forty minutes, so please wait."

With the help of this dinner, they invited the leaders of the three major organizations and Quan Yanling, the general marshal of the Intercontinental Alliance, to come over to discuss this matter.

This was a secret meeting, and not many people knew about it.

Hatas hopes to understand what countries across the continent are thinking about this intercontinental war.

"When I return to Teng Palace, you and Ni Chang will be responsible for receiving me."

Looking at the back of Hatas striding away, Hebrew turned around and returned to prepare for the reception.

Nilen knew that Hatas was in a dilemma. Once he took the throne, he would need to consider the entire kingdom.

He had been selfish once many years ago, and now he no longer has the qualifications to be selfish.

Sitting in front of the study, the divination prophecy was clearly written on the white cloth spread out on the desk.

Hatas looked like a sculpture, staring at the cloth strips on the table motionless, and finally reached this point.

"Your Majesty, can't you still be cruel?" Nilen put the coffee in his hand.

In fact, if Princess Lejia is here, why bother thinking about this? Princess Lejia is undoubtedly the most suitable person for this position.

After so many years, there has never been anyone more outstanding than her in the entire royal family.

"I finally reached the last step, but I didn't expect that there would be different moves in the chess game."

Nilen knew who he was talking about, but he still smiled and spoke.

"But after so many years, you are obviously very happy to see her again, aren't you?"

Hatas has been waiting for too many years just for this side.

Day after day, until today.

"What this position requires is a person who is talented and willing to take risks. He has the means to balance all parties and is ruthless."

Hatas admitted that he was not a good king. It was his inability to deal with everything without emotion that led to the current situation.

Even if there was a little less emotion, just a little bit, it wouldn't be what it is now.

"Then what do you think?" Nilen asked.

This position must be occupied by someone no matter what.

"Before I make a decision, why don't we take another gamble."

The current situation in the court is complex, with multiple forces intertwined. Since it was caused by his reign, this situation should be eliminated today.

"It's very simple. If you let the news out a little, the people who should take action will not be able to bear it anymore." Nilen said.

Dealing with a loyal minister will attract a lot of criticism.

But dealing with a rebellious minister will make people applaud.

From loyal ministers to powerful ministers to rebellious ministers, sometimes they just need a gentle push from someone.

Hatas raised his hand and took down the brush hanging on the side. Nilen spread out the black satin cloth in front of him.

He lowered his head and neatly wrote the edict of succession on the satin surface.

After completing the operation, the old man hung up the pen, turned around and opened the window.

Looking from the second floor of Teng Palace, you can see the people standing on the roof of the opposite building.

Hatas saw the girl in the middle at a glance. They were in the observation building.

The highest observation tower in the entire palace, from which you can overlook the beautiful scenery of the entire palace.

Today, the entire observation deck in the palace is open, but few people dare to approach this location.

Because it falls within the scope of Teng Palace, no one would dare to compete with the king for territory regardless of life or death.

Nilen followed Hatas' line of sight and saw the person standing on the observation tower facing them.

"I heard that Miss Wen Li likes sweets the most. Recently we happened to have a new chef who is good at making pastries. Can your Majesty lend me this chef?"

"what are you up to?"

Nilen smiled and said, "As I get older, my health has not been very good, especially my waist has not been very good recently. I want Miss Wen Li to help me find out what kind of money and silver thread I can give. They are all too vulgar and not as good as exquisite pastries.”

"If you ask her for pastries, she may not be able to agree to it." Hatas glanced over.

There were rumors throughout the palace that the God of Medicine refused to nurse Princess Jiatong's request, and the girl was very arrogant.

"I think she will agree to me. After all, Miss Wen Li has such a personality."

That little girl didn't value money and didn't have much emotion to speak of.

He only does things based on his displeasure. This alone makes him different from many people.

She is not someone who can be easily impressed. She doesn't like it and won't do things without a reason, that's all.

In the end, it was Nilen who brought the pastries to invite people down from the observation tower. Just as he guessed, a plate of exquisite pastries was much more useful than carrying a plate of gold.

Hatas, who was sitting under the tree, looked at the little girl who was eating snacks and smiled.

"Little girl, are you still fishing today?"

There is no official result of the last competition yet.

"Can you calm down? If you can't calm down, you will lose anyway." Wen Li asked back.

Hatas chuckled when he heard this. This little girl is very keen and can guess some things without saying anything.

"Maybe I can beat you?" Hatas smiled.

"How do you think I can solve the problem now?" Hatas asked.

Wen Li chuckled, "You have been planning step by step for many years, and you have used everything you can use. Now that it's time to close the net, you are hesitant?"

"Miss Wen Li, how could you say such a thing?" Nilen was startled.

I originally thought that if Miss Wen Li came over, she could give His Majesty some suggestions, but it sounded really uncomfortable to hear such words.

Hatas raised his hand and said, "It's okay, I just want to hear her opinion."

"In this position, what you do may have many consequences. No one can evaluate what you do unless he is in the same position as you, has done the same thing, and has endured the same suffering. I am not qualified to judge you."

Otherwise, all evaluations are just self-satisfaction.

Hatas suddenly laughed out loud, and the haze that had shrouded his heart for so many years dissipated.

He looked at the girl in front of him, "Can you play chess? Chess?"

The sound of slapping sounded in the courtyard, one after another, and the two people sitting facing each other frowned.

Not a word was said, but the chessboard showed the majestic posture of thousands of troops.

Some unclear situations suddenly became clear.