My queen is rebelling!

The Queen nodded slowly and walked towards the head seat.

Cliff stepped forward:

"Adele, it seems like we haven't seen each other in a long time... The last time we met was at the late King's funeral three years ago... I didn't expect you to be Queen now..."

Her Majesty the Queen stared quietly at Cliff, waving her hand to dismiss the serving ladies.

Seeing this, Cliff felt a surge of heat rushing to the back of his head, and couldn't help but want to get closer.

But the Queen suddenly spoke, asking softly:

"Viscount, did you arrive in Florence five days ago?"

Cliff stopped, nodded, and then, as if realizing something, quickly said:

"Adele, as soon as I arrived in Florence, I submitted an application for an audience to the court, but unfortunately, I have not received a reply."

Adele narrowed her phoenix eyes and asked calmly:

"I heard that as soon as you arrived in Florence, you went to see the person in charge of the 'Pale Wings' in the country?"

Cliff hesitated for a moment and replied:

"Yes… It's just that my father has some business to discuss with the 'Pale Wings,' but Adele…"

Before he could finish speaking, the Queen's eyes suddenly turned as cold as iron, like a bottomless icy pool, exuding a chilling aura.

Then, with a delicate gesture, a pale blue snowflake appeared in the study.

The beautiful hexagonal snowflake, like a diamond star, floated in the study, mesmerizing everyone.

Cliff was obviously captivated, completely ignoring the dangerous aura emanating from it.

The old man behind him, however, had a drastic change in expression, reaching out to pull Cliff while shouting wildly:

"Young Master, be careful, dodge!"

However, Cliff fully believed that this was just a small trick performed by Her Majesty the Queen and had no intention of dodging.

With a whoosh, the ice crystal snowflake suddenly spun, drawing streaks of azure light, and then, in the horrified eyes of the two, it streaked across Cliff's right arm like a shooting star.

Cliff only felt a chill on his shoulder, and then, his arm slowly slid down in his horrified gaze, revealing a smooth, mirror-like wound. The powerful ice magic completely froze the blood near the wound, like a frozen sirloin steak.

The two were completely shocked by the Queen's actions. No one had expected that the Queen would attack in public, disregarding the friendship between the two families and the dignity of the Grand Duke of the South, directly severing the right arm of the Grand Duke's heir.

The old man behind Cliff flared up in anger and was about to attack, but Cliff quickly stopped him.

Are you kidding? Attacking in the palace? Do you want to die?

Cliff's face suddenly turned as white as paper, and his heart was filled with anger, horror, and bitterness. Looking at the Queen's exquisite face, he suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.

In an instant, the fall from heaven to hell made him feel like crying.

The old man behind him also came back to his senses, knowing that he could not attack in the palace, and shouted loudly:

"I don't know what Your Highness means by doing this. Does the royal family want to destroy our Southern Territory? Viscount Cliff Gunter is the first heir of our Southern Territory!"

The Queen coldly looked back at the two, her eyes sweeping across like sharp blades:

"There won't be a fourth time. Severing your arm is to make you realize what is superior and inferior! Don't call me by the wrong title again!"

Cliff's face flushed red, realizing that it was his previous three calls of "Adele" that had angered her.

But just because of this title, she dared to attack him directly. Cliff was so jealous and hateful that his whole body trembled.

The Queen continued coldly:

"If you continue to harbor unrealistic fantasies and spread rumors outside, the Southern Territory will have to change its heir."

As soon as these words came out, Cliff clearly felt the other party's killing intent, and immediately felt a chill all over his body, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Trembling, he replied:

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen."

Viscount Cliff had already been frightened out of his wits by the sudden change, feeling dizzy. Just as he was about to honestly speak, the old man behind him spoke first:

"Your Highness, the Grand Duke has something to instruct, to discuss a business deal with the 'Pale Wings.'"

A dangerous light flashed in the Queen's eyes, and she asked:

"Business, what business?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "It concerns the secrets of the Southern Territory, and this old servant cannot reveal it without authorization. If Your Highness wants to know, I will answer after I consult with His Excellency the Grand Duke."

The Queen was silent for a moment after hearing this, slightly closing her phoenix eyes, and said slowly:

"There's no need for so much trouble. I only have one thing I want to ask now."

"Please speak, Your Highness."

The Queen's tone soared with killing intent:

"You arrived in the capital five days ago, and after arriving, you immediately arranged to meet with the 'Pale Wings.' Then, His Majesty was attacked. Tell me, what kind of business were you discussing!"

The old man's face changed, and then he realized something, and quickly exclaimed in surprise:

"Your Highness has misunderstood! Our Southern Territory would never entrust the 'Pale Wings' to do such a rebellious thing! His Majesty's attack has nothing to do with us!"

Viscount Cliff also reacted at this time, his face turning as white as paper, and quickly said:

"Your Highness, His Majesty's attack has nothing to do with the business we discussed, and besides, it's not necessarily the 'Pale Wings' who did it."

The Queen's expression was as cold as ice, and she said:

"Indeed, there's more than just the 'Pale Wings' who dare to attack in the royal court, but I don't need evidence, I only need suspicion! Blame it on your bad luck for going to the 'Pale Wings' to discuss business at this time!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong elemental fluctuation came. Cliff and the old man only felt a bone-chilling cold coming from all over their bodies, even their consciousness was about to be frozen.

The old butler couldn't care so much at this time, and immediately burst out with the aura of a Legendary Transcendent.

His strength at the high stage of the Legendary rank was undoubtedly revealed. This was the guardian that the Grand Duke of the South had sent to his son, only one step away from the Saint rank!

The Queen coldly stared at the old butler, gently tapping her finger. Suddenly, ice-blue lights flickered on several beams of the study. The light spots became more and more numerous, and then gradually converged to become pale blue magic circuits, outlining in a mysterious way on the ceiling!

Magic array!

A magic array that amplifies magic power was actually hidden in the study!

No wonder the Queen chose the study as the meeting place.

The magic circuits were winding and twisting, and finally converged downwards, with the center directly under the Queen's jade feet. Immediately afterwards, a surge of majestic magic power surged, and the Queen's aura was actually not inferior to the other party!

The Queen gently tapped her finger, and the old butler, who had the strength of a high-stage Legendary rank, was instantly frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture!

Cohen, who was hiding in the dark, felt his mouth a little dry, staring blankly at Her Majesty the Queen, who was as inviolable as an ice goddess, his heart filled with horror.

Too strong, right? This is a half-step Legendary? Which half-step Legendary can freeze a high-stage Legendary Transcendent in one move?

Is this a genius? Is this a cross-level challenge? Is this a woman destined to be conferred a god?

Damn, what kind of Western fantasy heroine novel is this? Why do I feel like my Queen sister is more like the protagonist than me?

With a crash, the sound of ice crystals breaking came. The ice sculpture on the old butler shattered, but the whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and the aura of the high stage of the Legendary rank completely disappeared.

The guardian of the Southern Territory's Grand Duke heir, a high-stage Legendary rank Transcendent, was crippled in one move!

The Queen's cold voice rang out in the study:

"Leaving you alive is to let you go back and tell the people who should be told. I am a woman, unlike my father who cares about the face of the nobility and the national situation. Whether you are spies of the kingdom or dogs of the empire, I will warn you one last time, whoever dares to touch my husband again, I will exterminate your clan!"

Cohen, in the shadows, felt his blood rushing to his head. Too domineering! It's decided, it's better to hug my own Queen's thigh in the future!