Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 68 The Emperor Wants to Coax His Daughter

However, this stare didn't last long. Xia snorted and turned her head away, sitting in the front row seat.

"Ah, how wonderful, the noble princess cares only about you," Leon exclaimed.

“Yes, and I also sensed that she had criminal desires towards me,” Caesar chuckled.

This situation is indeed giving him a headache, since what he wants is still with her.

If this gentle approach strategy cannot continue, he will have no choice but to consider more extreme measures.

They forcibly took away the crown of the king.

Well, casting a royal crown and an imperial seal—one grants the king the qualification, and the other grants him power. The two are interdependent and of similar status.

But ultimately, possessing the crown of kings only equates to having the right to inherit the throne; obtaining the imperial seal makes one a true king.
The king has the right to depose his successor.

However, given the current situation, directly stripping Xia of her powers would be tantamount to self-destruction and cutting off his own escape route. He should only do this as a last resort.

However, in order to reach the royal ruins, he must make any necessary plans.

As she gazed at that pretty figure from behind, several girls came up to talk to her, including Cyril, the daughter of the former Minister of Energy.

Judging from their expressions, you could tell what they were talking about; they were comforting Xia about what happened yesterday.

Caesar pondered for a moment, then sighed.

According to the laws he established, all future heirs to the throne are his children, the offspring of Emperor Rean.

She's just a child, and legally speaking, she's still my child. Why should I hold a grudge against her? Besides, what's wrong with the emperor comforting his own daughter?
He was about to get up, but Tess suddenly sat down next to him.
"Move in a little, make room for me."

She beckoned Caesar to sit in the seat inside, and then sat down next to him.

Caesar was still unaware of her intentions when Tess deliberately raised her voice:
"If you really had any manners, you wouldn't be so quiet. Speak louder to me. You have no real skills, but you're good at gossiping behind people's backs."

The classroom fell silent immediately.

Tess smiled at Caesar and said, "I told you I'd protect you."

"Thank you, thank you."

This girl is really loyal.

But such loyalty was somewhat superfluous for Caesar.

Caesar will likely be seen as being on Tiss's side now, and then Sia will completely distance herself from him.
His plan to apologize has fallen through, and he will have to find another opportunity.

Soon the preparatory bell rang, and the students were all ready for class.

The first period was math class. John, the math teacher with thinning hair, lectured in a drowsy manner, filling the classroom with a desire to sleep early in the morning.

Leon yawned to the side, propped his head up with his hand, and listlessly drew circles on the book with a pen.

Tess listened attentively to the lesson, but occasionally fiddled with her bracelet.

Tess always had a very attractive perfume scent wafting from her, but it didn't smell like flowers, and it even felt somewhat familiar to him.

If I had to say, Caesar seemed to have smelled a similar scent on Yumilia before?
He instinctively twitched his nose twice.

"How does my perfume smell?" Tess suddenly asked in a low voice.

When Caesar realized he'd been discovered, he didn't try to hide it anymore: "It's very impressive; it's not your average perfume, is it?"

"Hmph, of course, this is the Romanesque 20th Anniversary Limited Edition perfume, only twenty bottles available. Even I had to fight for a long time to get one. This one completely abandons the chemical industrial production process and uses natural biological essences to make the fragrance more in line with the most natural human scent."

As she spoke, she took a small glass bottle out of her bag.
The glass bottle is small and exquisite, with a dark gold color overall. A crystal is inlaid on the nozzle, and there is a lace pattern on the bottle, which is the Roman family's trademark. It exudes an air of wealth and luxury.

"Hey, this bottle must cost a lot, at least twenty or thirty gold coins," said Leon, who was bored.

“More expensive than you.” Tess glared at him.

“Romanesque.” Caesar gazed at the label on the bottle.

He occasionally saw this brand in newspaper advertisements; it was a luxury brand, so he had never encountered it before. But now, for some reason, he smelled a familiar scent in this perfume.

"Is it just my imagination, or is there something else going on?"

She handed the perfume bottle back to Tess and whispered, "And what's more, the story of Caroline Greiflitt, the female CEO of Romanée-Conti, is incredibly inspiring. She went from an ordinary housewife to the CEO of a listed company, and now she's worth billions!"

"You could do it too, Miss Warrens. You could inherit the company and become an arms dealer or something," Leon chuckled.

You're crazy!

As soon as Tess spoke, she noticed that Mr. John's gaze had turned towards them from the podium, so she shut her mouth and glared at Leon.

During break time, Tess went out with a few girls, while Leon lay on his desk catching up on sleep.

Caesar noticed that a Celia was sitting next to Sia. After a moment's hesitation, he stood up and went over.

Just as he was about to walk to Xia's side, the tall figure of the homeroom teacher, Taylor, suddenly appeared at the classroom door and was looking at him.

"Caesar, come out here for a moment."

Caesar had no choice but to go out first.

Following Taylor, we arrived at a corner of the corridor.
"What is it, teacher?" Caesar asked.

Taylor crossed his arms, his face still hard and stern, and asked him:

How are you feeling today?

Caesar knew that he was still worried about the effects of the Holy Sword on him yesterday.

“I’m fine, teacher. They checked me over and drew my blood. They said there was nothing wrong,” Caesar said.

“Hmm.” Taylor nodded. “The problem with the Holy Sword was unpredictable, but I was the one who brought you there and gave you permission to handle it. I apologize for letting you encounter this.”

As he spoke, Taylor lowered his head slightly.
Caesar smiled helplessly: "You don't need to blame yourself at all, teacher. No one could have predicted this, and I wasn't injured."

"As a teacher, protecting the safety of every student is our most basic responsibility," Taylor said in a deep voice.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Also, how's the conflict between you and Sia going?"

“Her family said they wouldn’t pursue the matter, but since it was my impulsive act, and she’s very angry now, I think it would be better to find an opportunity to apologize,” Caesar said.

Taylor nodded: "It would be better to apologize. A man needs to be responsible for his actions."

"Yes."

Taylor was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted Caesar on the shoulder:

"I know what you're worried about, but you're classmates, not political enemies or competitors. You'll need to help each other in your future studies and not let things get too tense. I'll mediate things with Xia, so don't worry. Also, if you encounter anything targeting you in class, tell me, and I'll handle it."

It seems that this tough, soldier-like teacher is also a sensitive person.
Caesar smiled slightly at him and nodded: "Thank you, teacher."

Taylor continued, "Besides, there have been precedents of freshmen having conflicts on their first day, and it's similar to what happened here."

"almost?"

"Yes, that happened many years ago. A girl from an ordinary family hit a boy in her class on the first day of school. That boy was the youngest son of a former prime minister. At first, he was extremely angry and even vowed to make the girl pay the price."

"And then what happened?"

"They later got married and now have three children."

"."

Taylor seemed to realize that his example was a bit odd, and coughed as he said:
"In short, the teacher just wants to tell you that there is no deep-seated hatred between classmates. You understand what that means, and don't think about anything else."

"Yes"

(End of this chapter)