"The power I currently have in my hands includes the Imperial Prison, Cantwen, matters related to foreign imperial diplomacy, and former arena personnel... I can help your Celia Chamber of Commerce obtain better and higher-quality resources, and exchange transactions...

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Celia carefully explained the resources she had in a low voice, which was equivalent to revealing her entire family background, including the names of the people she placed under surveillance around the eldest prince, etc.

She is very smart. Although these may not mean anything to Ye Lin, being able to express her "payment" in advance will make him feel much more psychologically comfortable.

At the same time, those soft white hands gently and tentatively placed on the back of Ye Lin's hand, then slowly held it with five fingers, and rubbed the tip of his little finger against his palm, feeling itchy.

No matter what the cost, including herself, of course.

She really put all her chips on the scale of this opportunity. In order to add some weight, she also lay down on it.

She doesn't mind at all that she becomes Ye Lin's "puppet queen" and dedicates everything, including herself as a princess.

She is weak, far less than one thousandth of Ye Lin's level. Once he catches the thread that controls the puppet, she will have a fate that she will never be able to escape for the rest of her life, but she doesn't care at all.

The originally blazing eyes have now turned into a kind of madness. This is a terrible woman who will do her best to ascend to the throne!

The eldest prince once said accidentally that his sister looked elegant and gentle, but there were a hundred different thoughts hidden under that face.

In the year 357 of Arad, the empire building of Perus collapsed for the first time, splitting into many vassal states, and the emperor became a target.

The princes are constantly fighting among themselves, ignoring the royal family, claiming to be the orthodoxy of the empire, and want to sit on the throne of the emperor!

The brutal war lasted for more than a hundred years, causing some people who yearned for peace to gather together and establish the Principality of Belmare with the concept of peace.

Celia slowly pulled his right hand over and slowly placed it on the beautiful leg in the black gauze skirt.

The slit of the skirt is actually very high, but there is a row of rope buttons strung on the side to cover it up. Her left hand is flexible and skillful. In just a few seconds, the buttons are unbuttoned, and the beautiful legs like snow are covered with the delicate gauze skirt.

, the high garter stockings are also made of black stockings, with a slight amount of fat.

How many disasters occurred and how many people died in those more than 100 years, not to mention the last battle of Cantwin alone, the apparent figure is 300,000 troops.

After countless twists and turns, Heron Baden ascended to the throne of the empire, ushering in more than three hundred years of glory for Delos.

In comparison, what she has to pay is simply too little, really insignificant, and there is a high probability that she can compete for the throne.

"Your father is an upright man in his prime, full of energy, and can lead the empire for twenty years without any problem." Ye Lin said calmly.

Celia's red lips were moist, she leaned her upper body, kissed him on the cheek, stood up again, faced each other, and slowly sat on his lap.

The black silk skirt with high slits and the beautiful leg on the left side are straight and slender.

"I can wait another two years, but I definitely can't wait twenty years! Can you feel my violent heartbeat? It's my desire for the throne."

The eldest princess spread out his palm and put it on her beating heart with a bit of pulling force. Her eyes were filled with unbearable desire and fire, even faintly morbid.

In terms of age, she is the oldest, in terms of talent, she is also the best, and in terms of relationship, her relationship with Leon has always been good.

Why should my younger brother Fan En take the position of crown prince of the empire? Is it because of the empire's tradition that the eldest son inherits the throne?

Unwilling!

Ye Lin tried to twitch her palm, but her current strength was actually quite terrifying, and her heart was very soft and warm.

"Have you heard the story of the blacksmith and his three sons?" After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly into the eldest princess's fiery eyes.

The Blacksmith and His Son is a story that Leon once told Alice, and he made it up himself.

The general meaning of the story is that if the third son wants to inherit the blacksmith shop, is there any way to make the blacksmith not pass it on to the eldest and second son, but to himself?

The eldest princess is a smart person. She knows that Ye Lin is hinting to her that your ambition is not much smaller than that of the eldest prince. Your behavior is replicating the Heide (Lion's former name) of the past!

But things have reached this point. It is no longer possible to look back and pretend it never happened. After risking so much, we can only go one way to death.

Celia moved off his knees and stood in front of Ye Lin like a model. At the same time, she quietly looked at his expression, but it was like a pool of stagnant water. It was hard to tell whether it was regret or relief.

"The difference between me and my father is that there is a supreme controller behind me, above the emperor!"

Celia's tone became increasingly fanatical, calling him "above the emperor", which meant that she mentally regarded herself as the emperor.

She knelt down and sat in front of Ye Lin in a respectful posture of an obedient person. She still had a cold, arrogant and noble expression on her face, but her bare hands moved forward to untie the seal of the "Trial Blade", nervously,

And tremblingly grasping the "future"!

There was a bottle of fine open bottle of red wine on the coffee table next to her. Without stopping, she poured a third of it gracefully with her left hand. She picked up the crystal cup and held it in front of Ye Lin. It was not for him to drink, but to drink the red wine.

The drink was slowly poured on the top of the future.

The aroma of wine filled her nostrils. The eldest princess lifted her loose hair, slowly lowered her head to taste the wine, and said with a choked voice: "If I were the third son of a blacksmith, you would be my bard."

Ye Lin frowned and the wine was slightly cold, but the eldest princess was in full swing.

The eldest princess is very serious about her work. As a diplomat, she is skilled in skills and a poet.

His eyes remained clear and calm, and his palms slowly stroked the eldest princess's black hair, as if he was loving a well-behaved pet, and sighed: "If there is a chance in the future, you will definitely kill me without hesitation.

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There is no emotional connection between them at all. The eldest princess took the initiative to come to her just for the benefit of the throne.

Rather than continue to compete with the eldest prince for the slim inheritance of the throne, she chose to find another way to find a strong enough foreign aid.

Just like more than 20 years ago, young Leon found Alice.

The eldest princess's head began to click rapidly, and she worked faster, which also meant that it was almost the same.

The party was still being held in the heat, and someone asked about the whereabouts of the eldest princess. The news they received was that she had gone to rest temporarily because of fatigue.

With her mouth numb, Celia puffed out her cheeks slightly, quickly took the crystal cup and frowned a few times, and the rosy sunset appeared on her cold and proud frosty face.

When the party was over, she had to be responsible for seeing off guests and saying goodbye. She couldn't find too many abnormalities, so she didn't sit on it.

Another half glass of red wine was poured into the red wine bottle. Celia was slightly curious, can nutritious red wine be drunk?

After a while, Ye Lin finally stood up, looked at the slender eldest princess, and said solemnly: "If you don't want to be an emperor for a day, you should practice hard, at least become an awakened one."

This is not a promise, but a glass of cold water for the other party to wake up.

The aristocracy basically wears the same pants. If Celia really wanted to be emperor and pursue a peace policy, she would inevitably have a fierce conflict with this class.

Not just her, any emperor who touches the cake of the aristocratic class will encounter a certain degree of resistance.

It is impossible for him to provide shelter for her in the imperial capital all the time. Even if both Lyon and his son have an "accident" and she forcibly ascends the throne as emperor, given her strength, it is estimated that she will encounter an "accident" before too long.

A very vivid example is Tianjie, Emperor Alijie.

The reforms of the former Priest Beilean touched the cake of the Nospes House of Nobles, and the successor Elize was threatened and even assassinated by the noble faction headed by Andy Wynn!

The situation in the Delos Empire is completely different from that of Belmare.

"You mean, let me reallocate my time, spend less time on politics and diplomacy, and more on cultivation?" Celia sat cross-legged on the carpet, frowning slightly. Her talent is politics, and she is not too keen on cultivation.

"Yes, you and Prince Fan En are checking each other, but if you suddenly lose the effect of checking and balancing, then the eldest prince's character will be too sharp!"
Chapter completed!