However, he was relieved immediately.

It seems that this old guy who is very concerned about the "orthodoxy" of the royal family is still swayed by those rumors!

"General Templeton is dedicated to serving the country. Like your father, he is a loyal minister of Su Lier. It is really admirable!" Gammiel praised first.

Temple dared to glare at Gammel, but he couldn't figure out the purpose of his father's interruption at this time.

He is also a military general, and he has to give face to Marshal Hassan in both public and private matters.

Therefore, Templeton had no choice but to sit down angrily and say no more.

The queen glanced at Hassan, who was sitting upright, and then at Dempla, who was still angry, and felt a sense of warmth in her heart.

After all, this cousin Templeton is still the big brother he was familiar with before!

However, his father, Hassan, seems to be deliberately provoking Gamir's words at this time. What does this mean?

A worrying possibility flashed through her mind.

"Well! Gammil, that's it. What else do you need to hide? Since you still have something to say, say it happily!" said the Queen.

In fact, she had heard the information shared by Fatty before and had an idea of ​​what Ganmil was going to say.

However, how can an inflamed wound heal without squeezing out the pus and blood?

She didn't want to have any regrets, she had to listen to Gammel himself tell all the conspiracy.

"As you wish! Then I will tell you some of the information I have collected! It's up to everyone to decide whether it's right or wrong!" Gammil said slowly.

As he spoke, he left the table and glanced around the square.

As if making a difficult and important decision, Ganmil remained silent for a long time before speaking: "As we all know, the late king has always focused on government affairs and worked diligently on national affairs, but because of this, he paid less attention to the harem. In his life, he only had one son and one daughter.

It is the current His Royal Highness Prince Scott and Her Majesty Queen Capricorn Eyes."

Everyone in the audience heard that Gammel started talking about the late king when he opened his mouth this time, and they all felt that his next words must involve a secret of the royal family.

Shocked, everyone held their breath and concentrated for fear of missing a word.

The huge square was completely silent.

Just listen to Gammel continue to say: "About six months ago, a Queen's personal attendant reported to me that she felt that His Majesty's behavior was a little strange. One of the things was that the Queen once said in a dream that she herself was not

They are the biological flesh and blood of the late king."

"boom"!

As soon as Ganmil said this, the scene immediately fell into chaos.

Almost everyone did not expect that the chief minister would say such a thing.

"The Queen herself said that she is not the late King's biological flesh and blood!"

"Is she crazy?"

"If she's not crazy, could what she said be true?"

"Could this be a rumor made up by someone?"

"Who dares to spread such rumors? What is he going to do?"

For a time, there were some who were panicked, some who were speculating, some who were confused, and some who were excited.

Everyone was at a loss.

This is really a huge thing!

Stephen smiled and nodded to Wilson.

Wilson immediately gave a few instructions to an attendant beside him.

The attendant immediately took the order and left.

"Alas! Her Majesty the Queen! Do you want me to continue?" Gammill suddenly stopped the preface and asked.

"Your Highness, what do you want to say to the Chief Assistant?" The Queen's face was already a little pale. She ignored Gammel, but suddenly asked Sigton softly.

Her tone was calm, with a hint of expectation.

At this point, Scotton had no way out.

He stood up suddenly, his face equally pale, and his eyes flashed with complicated emotions.

He looked deeply into Capricorn Tong.

This girl is still so beautiful.

The white face is like the bright moon.

Bright eyes, shining like water.

Suddenly, another woman's figure flashed in Scotton's eyes.

She was sitting there, with only two oil lamps on the altar table in front of her. The flames flickered, making the woman's face uncertain.

"Your Majesty! I implore Her Majesty the Queen to abdicate for the sake of Suriel's future and the well-being of the 50 million Suriel people!" Scotton's voice was trembling, but resolute!

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