The First Tyrant of Daxia

The entire palace hall was in an uproar over this news.

"What? All three armies were wiped out?"

"What a joke!"

"That's our elite army!"

"Even if new recruits join us, this won't be possible!"

The officials and nobles were either panicked or anxious, and none of them were willing to accept this fact.

Isabella sat on the throne with her fists clenched, her face pale, and her whole body trembling.

"How could this happen... Everything was going smoothly, how could everything be destroyed?!"

She raised her head suddenly, her clear eyes full of bloodshot, staring straight at the interrogator below, and her voice was almost forced out through gritted teeth.

"What the hell is going on?! Why are they all wiped out?!"

Isabella simply couldn't understand that although the plan she had made was risky, it also had a very high chance of success.

Now that the enemy's main camp has been found and the army has been successfully sent out, why did it end up being wiped out?

What went wrong?!

The communications officer was sweating and trembling. With great panic, he slowly said, "Yes, yes... The main military tent we explored was empty... There were no enemy troops at all!"

When Isabella heard this, her heart skipped a beat and an ominous premonition suddenly came to her mind.

Below, the messenger continued, "The main army tent was empty. There were no soldiers inside when we arrived. Just when they were preparing to retreat, Flo's troops suddenly rushed out, and then..."

Isabella's eyes went dark, and she didn't even hear what was said next. She fell straight down on the throne.

The screams of the crowd were still echoing in my ears.

"Her Majesty has fainted!"

"Quick, call the doctor!"

"Hurry and carry Her Majesty in!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Isabella slowly woke up and found herself lying on the bed in the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, you finally woke up!"

Michelle, who was guarding the bed, saw Isabella wake up with tears in her beautiful eyes. She rushed forward quickly and carefully helped Isabella up.

Looking at the other person's haggard look, Isabella took a deep breath and asked faintly, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Michelle whispered, "Your Majesty, you have been unconscious for most of the day, and it is already late at night."

call!

Isabella exhaled heavily and turned to look out the window.

The moon was already high in the sky at this time, and the bright moonlight poured in from the window like running water, spreading across the hall as if it were coated with a layer of silver foil.

Isabella knew that if she didn't do something, this beautiful scenery would soon belong to someone else.

"What's the situation now? Is there any movement from Flo?" She sat up from the bed, walked to the bedside, and began to put on her clothes.

Michelle hurried forward to serve, and reported in a low voice: "Flo has not made any moves yet, but he sent a letter, saying that he wants Your Majesty to open it personally."

Isabella, who was getting dressed, was startled for a moment, then continued: "Bring the letter."

Michelle quickly told the maid to fetch the letter, while he continued to help Isabella dress.

After a while, Isabella was dressed neatly and stood by the window, looking out calmly. Her eyes were as deep as the sea, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Your Majesty, the letter has arrived."

Michelle held the letter in both hands and handed it over respectfully.

Looking down, Isabella took the letter from Michelle's palm, opened it and took a quick look.

There was not much in the letter, just a few words, but it was enough to make her heart sink to the bottom.

When she read to the end, obvious anger suddenly appeared on her face, and Isabella suddenly jumped up and tore the letter into pieces.

"Flo, that bastard, I will never let him get his wish!"

In the letter, there were conditions that Flo set for herself, which were completely unacceptable to Isabella.

After reading it, the balance in her heart about which dynasty she belonged to was completely tilted.

"Since you want this dynasty so much, I will do whatever you want. I will let you see with your own eyes how easy it is for the Ptolemaic dynasty to be given to others!"

Isabella frowned and pondered for a while, then turned to look at Michelle: "Where is the distinguished guest from the East?"

"They are now on Gerry Street in the royal capital. There is an old house where the nobles who were beheaded in the past live." Michelle said hurriedly.

"Take me out to him."

Isabella flicked her sleeves, turned around and strode out of the bedroom.

The moonlight fell, illuminating her resolute expression.

The queen left the palace late at night. It should have been a grand trip, but Isabella requested that no entourage be brought along. She only took Michelle with her, and the two of them walked to Qin Yun's residence, just like when they first met Qin Yun.

Soon, under the guidance of Michelle, Isabella arrived at the remote courtyard.

Unexpectedly, the light in the small house in the courtyard was still on.

"Dear guest from the East, haven't you rested yet?"

Isabella stood in front of the gate, hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted out.

crunch...

Some old wooden doors opened a crack in response, and Mu Le's expressionless face appeared in the crack. He looked at Isabella twice, and then opened the gate from the inside.

"The master is waiting for you inside."

After letting the two in, Mu Le said in a deep voice.

Isabella nodded slightly, took a step forward, and walked towards the only room with the lights still on.

Michelle was about to catch up, but was stopped by Mu Le.

"The master only lets her go alone."

Compared with his previous kindness, Mu Le now seemed a little cold-blooded and unkind, as if he didn't recognize Michelle, his former companion, at all.

Michelle looked at Isabella for help, but Isabella turned her back and waved her hand, saying softly, "I can go in by myself."

She stared at the orange-yellow firelight in front of her. It brought a bit of warmth through the window, but to her it looked like bait that was luring her into an abyss.

But now, even though I know this is a road of no return, I have no choice but to embark on it.

crunch...

Isabella raised her hand and gently pushed open the door.

In the room, Qin Yun sat at the table, holding a book in his hands, reading it with great interest.

"Sir, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night."

Isabella stood at the door and bowed slightly to show her respect.

Qin Yun didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear her words, and was still flipping through the pages of the book in his hand.

Swish, swish, swish...

The hand that turned the pages of the book became faster and faster, and Isabella's heartbeat became faster and faster, until it was almost at the same speed as Qin Yun's hand.

boom!

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Yun slammed the book on the table and then looked up at Isabella.

The first words he said made Isabella pale with fear and break out in a cold sweat.

"Did Flo ask you to marry him?"