Chapter 80： 80th

On Barham Star, Rong Heng and others have been following up on the development of the situation. When they saw that Si Yan was going to fight the Scarlet Star, everyone's faces were not very good-looking,

"He's going to provoke a civil war in the empire?" Hector only felt his brain buzzing and couldn't help but look at Rong Heng: "Is he really your biological father? To start a civil war?"

He couldn't understand why a man like Rong Heng, who was full of black water, could have such an ambitious but extremely stupid father.

The power of the four ancient clans has lasted for thousands of years, and the Scarlett star refers not only to the Scarlett star, but also to all the planets that are attached and loyal to the Scarlett star. The Galactic Empire has a total of nine administrative regions, and the highest military commander in the Melchers region is the mermaid elder. Once the civil war begins, the entire Melches region will stand on the opposite side of the empire without hesitation. .

This does not include other regions and planets that are friendly with or have interests in Scarlett.

The beginning of the civil war means chaos in the rear of the empire, and also the collapse of the front line. Whether at the national level or at the level of ordinary people, starting a civil war at the moment of the Zerg invasion is no different from suicide.

Merel couldn't help but said: "Although it is a bit disrespectful to the wise Her Majesty, I do suspect that he is actually a Zerg undercover."

Otherwise, normal humans would not be able to do such a thing.

Rong Heng did not say a word, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, got up and left the lounge and returned to the bedroom.

The cubs, who had been obediently listening, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is the man in the video just now, Brother Rong's father?"

Hector and Melaire realized that Rong Heng's identity was accidentally exposed. During this time, the cubs participated in various meetings so frequently that this time they forgot to let the cubs avoid it.

"It used to be." Merrel shrugged.

"Before?" The little fox looked puzzled, lowered his voice and asked hesitantly, "Did his father want him?"

"It can also be said...he doesn't want his father." Merrel said: "I suspect he does not want such a father,"

She couldn't help whispering: "How could a person as powerful as Queen Farah choose such a person to be her husband..."

This is a question she can't figure out.

The affairs of the royal family were too complicated, and Merrel did not reveal much to the cub. But the cubs still realized something from just a few words, and turned to look at Rong Heng's closed door with worried expressions.

Rong Heng stood on the balcony, looking up at the sky reddened by the setting sun, but still could not calm down.

The anger surged in his chest, but there was nowhere to vent, he could only force himself to remain calm.

People gag.

But such a person is his father.

He remembered that a long time ago, he secretly asked his mother if his father did not like him.

Because since the beginning of his memory, it was his mother who taught him, and his father seldom even smiled at him. Most of the time, he was silent and indifferent. In the memory of Rong Heng, he was the only one. The deep eyes when looking at his mother, and the straight and lonely silhouette.

The mother explained to him that he was just not good at expressing his emotions.

She picked up the books in Rong Heng's hand, pointed to the dense and easy-to-understand labels and said, "These are books from your father, your father is a genius, he reads books There was never any need to make notes or notes, he did it for you on purpose. But he's a reserved person, and if you don't find out for yourself, he'll never say it."

Si Yan at that time was in his heart, although not a close and dependent father, but erected a wise and learned appearance.

He also always believed that his mother was not someone who would be blinded by love, and her evaluation of Si Yan always affected Rong Heng.

But since he was assassinated, Si Yan's actions have subverted his long-standing cognition.

He stared at the sky and muttered in a low voice, "Is it really my mother who saw the wrong person?"

The sound of communication from behind broke his contemplation, Rong Heng had to pack up his emotions, turned and entered the bedroom.

"Lucian?" He connected the communication, frowning slightly.

"Your Highness." After Lucien saluted, he explained his purpose: "Have you watched the press conference of His Majesty the Emperor?"

Rong Heng nodded: "Look, what?"

Lucien coughed twice and said slowly: "His Majesty the Emperor is trying to start a civil war, and then the empire will fall into complete chaos. It's time for us to take action, and this time just takes the opportunity to win the hearts of the people... "

"Lucian." Rong Heng raised his hand to interrupt him before he finished listening.

He looked at the old man in white with a new look, his eyes scrutinized: "You don't seem to care about the consequences of the civil war at all."

Lucian once told him that to fulfill the queen's last wish, to overthrow the decaying empire and establish a new country.

Such an idealist should be sympathetic to the world, and should be most concerned about the life and death of the country and the future of the people.

But Lucian didn't. The first sentence after he contacted him was full of politicians' scrutiny of the situation and cold calculations.

"Are you trying to support me to build a new empire for the queen's ideal, for the people of the empire, or for your own selfish desires?" Rong Heng sneered: "If it is the latter , then I have to tell you that I will never be a puppet that you can handle, and I will never repeat the mistakes of my ancestors."

His attitude was clear, and his suspicion of Lucien was naked.

Since the moment Lucien approached him after many years, he has not completely trusted each other, and the short cooperation before is just mutual benefit.

Now, he finally raised his long-standing question.

Lucien looked surprised, and his expression even stagnated for a moment, as if it was Rong Heng's questioning, which made him fall into deep thought.

After a long silence, he slowly said: "You are right, I went astray."

He bowed deeply to Rong Heng: "But what I said to you at the beginning was never false, whether you trust me or not, I will always be the rubble on your path, I would like to pave a smooth road for you with my body.”

"As for the civil war, I won't say anything more. You are very much like Her Majesty the Queen, and you have already found your way forward,"

After he finished speaking, he bowed apologetically again.

He admitted his mistakes frankly, but Rong Heng had no chance of attacking. He stared at the rickety old man and said, "I hope it is as you said."

This time the conversation was not pleasant, the two of them didn't say more, and soon cut off the communication.

Lucien turned off his brain, and his short and rickety body gradually stretched out, and the white robe that was originally worn became somewhat empty and short on him.

The furnishings of the study are exactly the same as before, with a large desk with a large number of documents to be processed, a bookshelf surrounded by three sides full of books, and a portrait of the previous queen hanging on the wall.

He walked slowly to the back of the desk, silently pulled out a book, and looked at the two handwriting labels on the book, his cold and hard expression slowly softened, but only a little.

I am used to such exaggerated and vain expressions, even when it is not necessary, the subconscious expressions will still produce subtle changes,

Let him feel disgusted and disgusted.

Carefully putting the book back into the distance, he walked under the hanging portrait of the Queen.

The young queen in the photo has a bright smile and high spirits.

He remembered that this was a photo taken in the year of the other party's accession to the throne, when she had just graduated from university, but she was only twenty-three years old.

Later, she complained many times that she was too young at that time, her expression was too flamboyant, and she did not have the sedateness of an emperor, and she once wanted to replace this portrait.

But because he liked it, he kept it in the end.

Looking up at the portrait, he took a slow step back and whispered: "You're right, he doesn't need to learn how to be a good emperor, he should be a better revolutionary leader By."

Farrar once told him that his teaching was too purposeful and utilitarian, full of politicians' cold calculations - although this was a joke, it also made him realize own flaws.

He and Farah are completely different people.

Fara is an idealist, still full of feelings for the declining empire, willing to do everything to save the empire and the people; but he is different, he seems to be inherently unable to empathize with people, in his eyes Here, whether it is the empire or the people, it is just a handy tool.

He thought he was hiding it well, but he didn't expect Farrah to find it long ago.

So later he no longer participated in the cub's education, he didn't want the cub to be influenced by him and eventually become the same person as him.

"You taught him very well, and even if you are gone, he will still grow up to be the same person as you." He showed a faint smile on his face, and walked towards the portrait. After a salute, he turned to leave.

When he reached the door, he was the ambitious emperor again.

Queen Seya was waiting at the door of the study, and when she saw him, she quickly walked up to him, held his arm intimately, and said with joy, "My dear, I have good news to tell you."

Si Yan hid her emotions well, turned her eyes to her lower abdomen, and said with a gentle and impeccable tone: "Let me guess, are you pregnant?"

"How do you know?" Seiya covered her mouth and cried out in surprise, and then she was a little dissatisfied: "You are too smart, so there will be no surprises at all."

"But I did look forward to him for a long time." Si Yan gently caressed her belly and smiled: "We should share this good news with your father."

Seya's cheeks flushed: "So soon? The doctor said it's only two months."

"It's not too soon." Si Yan said: "We are all looking forward to his arrival."

The two looked at each other, Seya lowered her head shyly and happily, Si Yan looked at her, but the smile did not reach her eyes.