"But a few days ago..." Charlie couldn't help but ask again.

Prince Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He glanced at his son and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: It's a pity, this child still lacks some talent after all. If it was Karina, maybe she wouldn't have to say these words.

So I understand.

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "No more, just remember one thing, to kiss Du Wei, use Alpai. You should spend more time trying to figure out the word 'ki' and 'yong', if you still don't understand."

, discuss with your sister in private, although she is young, she is still somewhat smart after all, and it is your sister who is the one who deserves your most trust."

After finishing speaking, Prince Chen seemed to have exhausted all his energy. He finally fell back and sighed: "I'm tired. That's all I have to tell you. You can remember it yourself."

Charlie closed his eyes and thought for a while. After a while, he opened his eyes, glanced at his father again, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Father, in terms of military power, you told me to use Alpai as your teacher. I will remember it."

, but... what about the civil servants?"

"Um?"

When Prince Chen heard this, his eyes showed a hint of brilliance! Looking at his son's eyes, he finally showed some relief and admiration. He couldn't help but cheer up: "Okay! I didn't expect you to think of this. Originally, I planned to do it myself.

I don’t need to tell you... But you don’t need to worry about this matter. I will naturally take care of it for you before I die! As for civil servants, huh... As long as civil servants are leaderless, there is no need to worry. These guys,

What I'm most afraid of is letting them form a group. As long as they don't have a head, they won't be a threat."

Charlie hurriedly retreated, saw his sister and mother standing by the hall, and walked over. Karina glanced at Charlie: "Father, I told you..."

Charlie nodded: "Yes, I explained it."

Karina then forced a smile, and suddenly walked over, took Charlie's hand, and whispered: "Brother, you have to be a good emperor. From now on, you will be the pillar of this family!"

"

Charlie's heart suddenly surged with joy and pride, and he nodded vigorously: "Of course, I will do everything!"

But then, he immediately realized that it seemed inappropriate to show such emotions. He quickly looked back at the big bed hidden behind the thick curtain. Seeing that there was no movement on the bed, he felt relieved and his face regained its composure.

Showing a sad look.

Until evening, the queen and princess went back to rest one after another. Their mother and daughter had been guarding here for two days and two nights. Charlie couldn't bear that his mother and sister were so tired, so he forcibly ordered them to go back to rest, and he stayed here to guard.

At night, in the main hall, a red figure flashed in, without saying hello to Charlie. Instead, like a gust of wind, it floated to Prince Chen's bed.

That red robe is that of the mysterious chief magician of the palace, who is also Prince Chen’s most trusted subordinate in the palace!

"Your Highness." The red-robed mage stood beside the bed and called in a low voice.

On the bed, Prince Chen slowly opened his eyes. After a while, his lost eyes gradually regained their energy. He glanced at the person beside the bed blankly, and then his consciousness returned to his eyes: "You're here.

.”

"Your Highness." The red-robed mage suddenly knelt down, and there was a sadness in his difficult voice: "It's my incompetence...your illness."

"It's my life, it has nothing to do with you." Prince Chen slowly shook his head: "You... found a way?"

The red-robed mage was silent for a while, and then took a deep breath: "I tried my best, but I still can't find a way to cure you. Now I only have the last two options. I..."

Prince Chen smiled and said calmly: "Tell me. Which two options?"

"First...I tried my best. Although I can't cure you, I can support you until next summer! But...during this period, I'm afraid you can only support me. And..."

Prince Chen smiled: "Besides, I can only lie on the bed like this, unconscious most of the time, and occasionally awake for a moment. Just like a living dead, right?" After taking a look at this subordinate, he said lightly: "I am also a magician.

Teacher, you don’t have to worry that I don’t understand.”

The red-robed mage paused repeatedly before continuing: "The second method... I have prepared a powerful medicine! Taking this medicine can stimulate your vitality and allow you to get up and return to normal immediately, as if you have recovered...

...It's just that the effect of this medicine can only last...seven days!"

"Well, after seven days... he will die." Prince Chen seemed to be talking to himself, but the red-robed mage gritted his teeth and did not say another word.

Finally, Prince Chen smiled: "Even if I can extend my life for half a year, what's the use of being a living dead in bed... Well, seven days. Seven days. It's enough for me to do something. Very good, just seven days!"

His voice became weaker and weaker. He was almost out of breath.

After breathing for a while, he said: "I still have one more thing for you to do! This matter must not be known to others, and you must do it yourself and give me a sentence to someone in person! This sentence will be with you from now on.

In your stomach, do you understand?"

The red-robed mage quickly raised his head, swore an oath, and cast a spell, finally creating a magical oath.

"Very good...you go to the old Prime Minister Robschel's house..."

It's night, in the old prime minister's mansion in the imperial capital.

The aged old chancellor of the empire, Rob Schell, was in the bedroom. Although this old man, who was over seventy years old, had been getting worse and worse recently, it seemed that everyone knew that he would die of old age at any time, but he kept living.

After he was gradually relieved of his heavy responsibilities and spent some time recuperating at home, his aging body became stronger bit by bit.

At night, the old man was holding a piece of silk cloth and slowly wiping a treasured wooden lacquer carving. Suddenly, in the corner of the room, in the darkness, a red figure slowly emerged!

Suddenly there was another person in the room, but the old man didn't seem to be panicked. He just paused for a moment with the hand holding the silk, and then continued to wipe it slowly.

The movements are still so gentle.

"Old Prime Minister." The red-robed figure in the corner spoke softly.

The old man smiled faintly: "I am no longer the prime minister. You don't have to be polite, Chief Mage."

After a pause, he calmly put down the things in his hands: "You come so late, you must have something important to do."

"The Regent asked me to come and use my mouth to say a word to you."

The old man closed his eyes and smiled faintly: "Tell me."

The red-robed mage's voice is still so stiff and stiff...

"You have served two dynasties, and your family is rich and famous, and your prestige is universal. Is there anything you can't do? Now I want to leave, will you follow me?"

After hearing this, the old man's brows seemed to move, but he opened his eyes, with a relaxed smile on his face. His cloudy old eyes looked at the figure in the corner, and he softly uttered a sentence: "I am willing to follow you."

Your Highness will leave."

The red-robed mage nodded and stopped talking. After a moment, his figure disappeared from the room.

When the visitor left, the old prime minister had already stood up. With a solemn look on his face, he straightened his clothes, pinched the buttons, and smoothed his hair.

The old man's face was calm, and his eyes were even more peaceful.

Then, he slowly walked to the cabinet, took out a bottle from the drawer, and murmured to himself: "Your Highness is indeed wise. Huh, civil servants, without a leader, we can't hold each other together. Good luck to the New Year

There is no threat to the young emperor. Very good, His Highness is very smart..."

As he spoke, the old man poured something out of the bottle, put it into his mouth, and put the bottle away calmly. Then he slowly walked to the chair in the middle of the room and sat down, assuming the most comfortable posture.

, closing your eyes is like closing your eyes to rest your mind...

Then, fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, news from the imperial capital:

In his official life, he had countless disciples and the most prestigious old prime minister, Lord Robschel, finally died of illness.

The old man passed away very peacefully. It is said that he passed away in his dream without any illness or pain.

While collecting the body, the family saw that the old man still had a calm smile on his face.

That smile... was very deep, very peaceful, very calm, and very satisfying.

When the news reached the palace, the little princess Karina, who was in her room after sleeping all night, could not help but be stunned for a while.
Chapter completed!