Female Novel
Chapter 711 No One Shall Be Allowed To Leave (Part One)
"The imperial jade seal in your hands is a fake one, isn't it?" Francis asked in a cold tone as he peeredat the imperial jade seal Lucas was holding in his hands.novelbin
Lucas then began tossing the imperial jade seal between his hands. "What do you think?" he flatlyasked.
Francis screwed his eyes slightly. His intuition was telling him that something seemed quite amiss. Yet,as the arrow was on the bow and poised to strike, he didn't have the time to think too much about it.For as long as Lucas was dead and he himself became the new emperor, Matthew wouldn't be able todo anything to him.
"Lucas, are you aware that you have committed one more crime—forging the imperial jade seal?!"Francis accused him, waving his hand and gesturing for all of the guards to attack Lucas together. Atthat point, he believed that it wouldn't make a difference even if Lucas was still alive. By doing this,Lucas could be killed and his blood could be used to pay respect to the flag, because it would becomea good omen for his enthronement.
The Regal Guards moved one after another and stood with the palace guards. The head as well as thedeputy head of the palace guards respectively stood on one side of Francis, awaiting his orders.
Putting her hands against the tower wall, Harper leaned forward slightly, trying to take a good look ateverything with such interest in her eyes. "I've heard before that a throne is always built on a pile ofbones. But it is not until I see it with my own eyes today that I believe it's true. It could even beconsidered humiliating for one to take the throne without stepping on bones."
"As the saying goes, a general achieves renown over the dead bodies of ten thousand soldiers, letalone an emperor," Matthew said, pulling Harper into his arms. "I'm beginning to get bored justwatching from here. What do you say we do something to take part in it too?"
"Feel free to make this farce end sooner," Harper replied, looking at the discomfited Francis. He hadalways appeared so gentle and civilized before, but right now, he looked extremely disheveled. Thatbeing said, it didn't really do anything to his charming appearance whatsoever. It was a bit unfair. Ahandsome man, no matter how disheveled, would still be handsome.
Casting Harper a glance, Matthew suddenly snapped his fingers. No one else knew what it meant. Butit seemed as though his fingers had magic power, stopping everyone in an instant, because Francishad been captured!
Harper was left utterly dumbfounded when she saw Ken, the head of the palace guards, put his swordon Francis' neck. "Stop, all of the palace guards."
All the palace guards immediately obeyed Ken's order. Now that Ken himself had told them to stop,they all stopped whatever it was that they were dong. Seeing that, the Regal Guards stopped as well,as if they had been extremely frightened by the unexpected scene.
"Ken works for you?" asked Harper in surprise.
Matthew answered gently, "You have only met three of my four strongest guards before. Ken is thefourth one."
As it turned out, the head of the palace guards was actually one of the four strongest guards underMatthew's command. If the late emperor were to find out about this, he would jump out of the imperialtomb because of anger, and he would curse Matthew for going too far, as he had trusted Ken till theend of his life.
"You have so many talented followers around you, darling!" Harper said, giving him a thumbs up. Nowonder many people feared Matthew so much. After all, people whom they thought they were familiarwith might turn out to be their enemies in the blink of an eye.
"I have a lot of capable men around me. I will introduce them to you one by one some other day.Joshua Qi, the general of the Black Flag Army, is an extremely capable man as well."
Harper couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing that. Of course, she knew that the general who was ableto command the entire Black Flag Army would by no means be a simple man. Even if she wanted to,she couldn't pretend not to know. "Let's get downstairs. The situation is already under control. It's timefor us to go down," she insisted.
"Okay,"
Matthew replied. Wrapping his arm around Harper's waist, he leaped off from the gate tower andlanded on the ground in front of Francis. Francis' face had been completely devoid of color. "I didn'texpect that the head of the palace guards would be your man, Uncle Matthew."
"There's a lot of things you do not know," Matthew replied indifferently. "Over the years, you've workedhard in the dark, using your poor health as an excuse. You incited the other princes to fight against oneanother and you even managed to keep your father from finding out. You're the most patient prince I'veever seen."
"You must be kidding me, Uncle Matthew. As for patience, I believe Lucas is the most patient one. Asthe true heir to the throne, he pretended to be a playboy for years, discreetly wandering among variouspowers. Even the courtiers were fooled into thinking that he was actually a playboy. I honestly feelashamed of my inferiority to him in terms of patience," Francis said, shifting his gaze toward Lucas.Lucas had been on good terms with Matthew for many years. Nobody had ever given it much thought,because he had always pretended to be a playboy without showing any interest in national affairs. Itwas not until that point that Francis realized that maybe Lucas had made up his mind to ride on thecoattails of Matthew since the day he became friendly with him. Even though the late emperor hadbeen very afraid of the great power Matthew possessed, Lucas had never changed his stance.
"Thank you for your praise, Francis. I also admire you. Despite your poor health, you have stirred upquite a bit of trouble in the Bright Dynasty. If it weren't for your evil intention on Aunt Harper, it wouldprobably still be unknown who the throne will go to," Lucas said with a smile. Truth be told, Harper wasMatthew's taboo. Lucas had figured it out from the moment Harper became the hostess of Matthew'smansion. However, Francis never really understood it. That was the reason why he lost the game.
"Do you think you have won?" Francis sneered. "Uncle Matthew, whose life do you think is moreimportant, mine or Harper's?"
"Your life is worthless!" Matthew stated in a cold and ruthless voice. In his eyes, Francis' life was asworthless as weeds!
Francis didn't get upset with his answer. Instead, he simply smiled and said, "Uncle Matthew, in thatcase, you can't kill me then. After all, no one other than me has the antidote to the poison in her body."
"Poison?" Matthew asked, squinting his eyes and turning his head to look at Harper.