Chapter 112: The New Emperor and Queen
History is rewritten by those in power.
Peace was no longer feigned.
Feng Ling conducted inhumane experiments, combining humans with the Zerg, causing the Zerg to evolve and reproduce at an accelerated rate.
She should have been sentenced to death.
But she died in the palace along with the Insect Mother.
The military court’s verdict was to erase her name from the Emperor’s Memorial Hall.
From then on, Feng Ling was merely a sinner.
She would not receive forgiveness from future generations, nor enjoy any honors.
Queen Minya, as the persecuted party, would retain all status and position.
As for Fu Qi Shangâs father, the Prince’s family.
Suspected of helping Feng Ling achieve various transactions and experiments, he was stripped of his title and taken to the military court to await trial.
On the day of the Prince’s arrest, the task was assigned to Ai Li.
Ai Li stood at the entrance of the Prince’s residence, looking at the blonde boy in front of the door.
The blonde boy held a gun and didn’t move.
Ai Li signaled the people behind him making the arrest to hold, and met Fu Qi Shangâs gaze.
Fu Qi Shang was the only person in the Prince’s family who had not participated in any actions from beginning to end.
He inherited the title of Prince and was released without charge.
Ai Li had thought that one day the barrier between them would reappearâ
Or perhaps the barrier had never disappeared.
But Fu Qi Shang looked at him, and after a long time, only said:
“Can I be the one to handle it?”
Ai Li waited for a long time, then nodded.
In the end, it was Fu Qi Shang who personally brought the Prince, wrists bound, along with all his family members, and handed them over to Ai Li.
After everyone had left, Fu Qi Shang quietly gazed at the residence, which was as quiet and magnificent as usual.
There was an invisible fire burning every inch of this place to ashes.
All sins and glory, all prejudice and faith.
All disappeared within the fire.
Or perhaps, it was as if they had never existed.
…
Among Feng Lingâs children, the Third Prince’s actions showed he had long been irrelevant to the throne.
So the next Emperor could only be Du Xun or Feng Mu Ya.
“Now internal trouble and foreign aggression are only half eliminated. The source of the Zerg is destroyed, but the bugs born before still exist.”
“So dissolving the royal power now is no different from increasing internal strife.”
“My suggestion is to retain the Royal Family until the Zerg conflict ends, then make other plans.”
In the Royal Family meeting, only a few people were present.
Du Xun, Shen Zhuo, Feng Mu Ya, Fu Qi Shang, and Ai Li, who was called over to vote.
After Feng Mu Ya finished speaking, she raised her hand directly: “I vote for Du Xun.”
Shen Zhuo raised an eyebrow and couldn’t think of a better choice.
“I follow that vote.” Fu Qi Shang raised his hand.
“Same here.” Ai Li had a lollipop in his mouth, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, practically putting his feet on the table.
“I object.” Du Xun shook his head.
Shen Zhuo looked at Feng Mu Ya: “I vote for the Princess.”
Ai Li switched sides: “Then I’m the same as Shen Zhuo-Zhuo.”
Feng Mu Ya also switched sides: “Then I vote for you, Shen Zhuo.”
Ai Li nodded: “Then I also vote for Shen Zhuo-Zhuo.”
Everyone: “…”
Everyone: “Ai Li…!”
Ai Li looked innocent, spreading his hands: “Anyway, it’s not me. Whoever is chosen is the same.”
Shen Zhuo rubbed his forehead. They shouldn’t have let this slacker come.
Even Chu Bai Xian would definitely be more reliable than Ai Li…
Wait, maybe not necessarily.
The group was at a stalemate. Finally, they decided that Du Xun and Feng Mu Ya would speak, the others would write their choices on small slips of paper, and Ai Li would read the results one by one.
Du Xun spoke a lot about military affairs, stating that the military already kept him too busy to serve as Emperor.
Feng Mu Yaâs statement was very simple.
The content highlighted one thing: “Not willing.”
And she laid down a harsh threat:
“If I become Queen, a hundred years from now when you guys die, I will definitely order people to bury you and your precious partner separately.”
“Hiss…”
Fu Qi Shang and Ai Li hissed simultaneously.
Immediately, they quickly wrote Du Xunâs name on the paper.
In the end, Du Xun was elected unanimously.
Even Shen Zhuo found it hard not to accept Feng Mu Yaâs threat and cast his vote for Du Xun.
The investiture ceremony was scheduled for two weeks later.
The throne could not be vacant for too long, and Du Xun serving as Emperor was an outcome everyone could accept and sincerely congratulate.
An S5 Alpha, Queen Minyaâs own flesh and blood, the hero who quelled the royal rebellionâ
No matter which term was used, it was enough to crown Du Xun.
“At least during wartime, you are our King.”
Chu Bai Xian said so, and exaggeratedly performed a noble bow towards Du Xun.
With the military commander position vacant, Chu Bai Xian was reassigned as the Commander-in-Chief of the Militaryâ
Of course, the highest operational command remained in Du Xunâs hands.
Du Xun didn’t even want to look at him: “How is Meng Xi He?”
Chu Bai Xian nodded: “There’s still quite a bit of the medicine Jie Zhen gave. His body seems to be improving now.”
Du Xun nodded: “That’s good. Ask if you need anything.”
Chu Bai Xian stared into his eyes, very serious:
“Need to retire.”
Du Xun looked straight ahead: “Denied.”
“You…!” Chu Bai Xian was choked with anger, but finally sighed, “Everything isn’t finally over yet. Can’t relax too much, Du Xun.”
Feeling the pat on his shoulder, Du Xun didn’t dodge this time.
“Mn, I know.”
Chu Bai Xian started changing the subject as soon as he stepped forward:
“Hey, by the way, then isn’t Little Zhuo becoming the Queen? Will you live in the palace? Is the palace repaired now? Oh right, your Bai Meng was also burned. Where will you live?”
Du Xun frowned hearing this and strode forward.
“Hey! Will you approve early retirement?! Ten years early is fine too!”
News of victory came from the border. Shen Xu Yin and Jiang Yue Ning returned in triumph, only to hear that their precious son was going to be the Queen.
Before they could sort out the events that happened in the palace, they couldn’t quite react to their status suddenly rising a tier.
The old couple sat on the sofa for a good while.
Only then did they stutter out a question:
“You are Queen Minyaâs son?”
Du Xun nodded: “I intend to serve as Emperor until the Zerg are exterminated. Madam, naturally, will be the Queen.”
Shen Xu Yin was still a bit dazed.
The wild kid he picked up from the battlefield had transformed into the King.
It was a bit hard to accept.
But the King was his own son-in-law…
That didn’t seem so hard to accept.
Good, good, good. The King’s father-in-law.
Leaving a name for eternity directly; the genealogy book would start a new page right from him.
No one could refuse a whole page in the genealogy book, and neither could Shen Xu Yin.
Shen Xu Yin was already pondering the matters of starting a new genealogy, but Jiang Yue Ning remained clear-headed.
“No matter how many people you catch, there will still be some citizens who stand by the former Queen and agree with her ruling views. There might be unexpected changes on the day of the Grand Ceremony.”
Du Xun exchanged a glance with Shen Zhuo. They had actually guessed this: “We will be careful.”
There was a lot of preparatory work before the Grand Ceremony.
Only the first and second basement levels of the palace were burned back then; the buildings above ground were preserved relatively intact.
Bai Meng wasn’t so lucky. The interior of the rooms was okay, but the outer walls were burned bad.
Fortunately, the things Du Xun had prepared for Shen Zhuo didn’t suffer much loss.
But complete restoration would take at least half a year.
Feng Mu Ya arranged repair work in the palace, Chu Bai Xian arranged matters concerning the Zerg in the military, Ji Wei Shen went on vacation, Ai Li frantically caught up on homework at Ares, and Fu Qi Shang dismissed almost all the butlers and maids in the Prince’s residence.
In short, everyone had their own business.
Except for Du Xun and Shen Zhuo.
When Feng Mu Ya called the two of them amidst her busy schedule, Du Xun was busy cooking at the General’s Manor.
Including An and all the butlers of Bai Meng.
Xia Dou was arguing fiercely with An over a painting.
The maids of the General’s Manor and the butlers of Bai Meng were hiding in the corner, not daring to speak to these two.
Shen Xu Yin was at the military, Jiang Yue Ning was in the antique room; no one called for a stop.
As for Shen Zhuo…
“Young Master, want some melon seeds?”
“Madam, drink some water?”
Shen Zhuo was hiding in the corner eating melon seeds with those maids and butlers. From the left, a handful of melon seeds was offered; from the right, a cup of lemonade.
“Shh, keep your voices down.” Shen Zhuo placed his index finger before his lips.
Anâs mouth was full of professional terminologyâwhich painter from how many years ago, what school of art, worth how much.
From the overall layout of the house ornaments to the size and length of this wall, he spoke eloquently.
And Xia Dou, no matter what An said, had only two actions.
Shaking her head, and saying “Ugly.”
An: “…”
Du Xun wiped his hands and came out answering the phone.
Immediately, several maids and butlers perceptively rushed into the kitchen to flee this place of trouble.
Shen Zhuo cracked a few melon seeds and watched Du Xun hang up the phone.
He raised his eyebrows as a question.
“Feng Mu Ya said for us to go take photos.”
“Take photos?” Shen Zhuo glanced at Du Xunâs phone, seeing it wasn’t hung up yet, he took it over to answer directly,
“Mu Ya, what photos?”
Feng Mu Ya on the other end seemed to have just shouted loudly; her voice was a bit hoarse:
“The huge portrait of Feng Ling hanging in the center of the palace hall has been taken down. Yours should hang here now. We need photos so the painter can paint the portrait.”
Shen Zhuo exchanged a glance with Du Xun.
Coincidentally, they both thought of that expression on their marriage certificate where they looked like they owed each other money.
The boyâs tone of refusal was even the same as Du Xunâs.
“Once the Zerg issue is resolved, we won’t be King and Queen anymore. This photo should also be…”
Feng Mu Ya enunciated word by word:
“Within two hours, you two, get, in, front, of, me.”
The phone in Shen Zhuoâs hand was hung up directly.
Du Xun frowned: “She didn’t dare treat me like this before.”
Shen Zhuo, however, laughed out loud.
“Looks like someone can handle the two of us now.”
Lunch was finished hastily. While the debate continued in the General’s Manor, Du Xun drove a very low-key car to the palace, attracting no attention along the way.
Feng Mu Ya was already waiting outside the dressing room. Seeing them, she held up her fingers:
“Two choices.”
Shen Zhuo exchanged a glance with Du Xun. Shen Zhuo cleared his throat very seriously: “Speak.”
“First, two solo photos. Second, one group photo.” Feng Mu Ya raised a finger for each.
“Group photo.” The two spoke in unison.
Feng Mu Ya briskly stepped aside to clear the path to the dressing room behind her:
“Then pick clothes and change.”
It was packed full of various royal formal attires, encrusted with jewelry and diamonds, incomparably luxurious.
Imperial female royals used red, white, and gold as main dress colors, while male royals used black, white, and gold.
Shen Zhuo picked for a long time and chose a dress suit that wasn’t so exaggerated.
When he changed and came out, he saw Du Xun walking out of the dressing room just then.
Du Xun never wore any overly gorgeous attire.
So Shen Zhuo didn’t know that his Alpha, set off by jewelry and diamonds, was so elegant and wild.
Like a dormant black panther, its black fur magnificent and high-profile.
Du Xun turned his head, a flash of amazement crossing his eyes.
“Beautiful, Madam.”
He reached out his hand, leaned down, and said softly: “Consider it retaking a wedding photo.”
“This time, you can smile.”
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