Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

June of the Star Calendar Year 7657.

As soon as Yoruba celebrated his 30th birthday, he was called over by his uncle.

"Uncle, what do you want to ask me for?"

Meloeus looked at his handsome nephew with great satisfaction.

“Yoruba, you have reached adulthood and have grown up.”

"I intend to abdicate to you, and it is time for you to become the emperor of the empire."

After his years of hard work, the thirty districts of the Federation have truly become the territory of the Styrian Empire, and Inigo's old subordinates have been almost wiped out.

The empire was peaceful and prosperous.

He could safely hand over the empire with clear politics and strong military power to the Yoruba hands.

Thus far, his mission came to an end.

Inigo's conspiracy was thwarted and he died at his hands. The Stiaan Empire was stable and his successor Yoruba had grown up.

The mission was successfully completed, and it was time for him to go find Zhu Ming.

But Yoruba did not show any joy when he heard Meloeus' words of abdication.

He grabbed Meloeus' sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "Uncle, I just became an adult yesterday! I am not qualified to be the emperor of the empire."

Ahhh! He is still a child!

In which country’s prince becomes emperor as soon as he reaches adulthood?

Why would my uncle abdicate when he was the emperor? At least give him some time to react and don't put such a heavy burden on him.

He can’t do it, he really can’t, uncle, don’t go!

Meloeus looked at Yoruba with great trust, patted his shoulder with his white jade hand, and a smile appeared in his handsome eyes.

"It's okay, I believe you can do it!"

"Yoruba, this matter is settled. Uncle will write the abdication edict immediately and order the officials of the empire to prepare for your succession ceremony."

Yoruba made a bitter face and said weakly, "But I don't believe in myself! I haven't awakened the thorns and roses in my blood yet..."

Meloeus said gently, "These are all trivial matters."

"Neither your grandfather nor your father awakened them, so it won't affect their becoming emperors."

He walked to the desk and began to write his abdication edict with a smile on his face.

Yoruba was shocked, “!!!”

He hugged his uncle who was impatiently writing the abdication edict, "Don't make a hasty decision! Let's discuss it carefully if there is anything!"

"Uncle, impulse is the devil!"

He just felt that his uncle had gone crazy, and he was not at all happy about becoming the emperor. He was just a little prince who had just come of age yesterday.

He became an adult yesterday and just celebrated his 30th birthday, and today his uncle wants to abdicate the throne to him, the crown prince. This is truly insane!

Could it be that his uncle has been too busy lately? At worst, he could take charge of all the government affairs for his uncle, so as to stop his uncle from having the bad habit of abdicating.

"Why are you howling!" Meloeus pushed away Yoruba, who was howling without any princely manners, and said, "Do you have any aspirations? Don't all princes want to be emperors? Sooner or later, you will become the emperor of the empire!"

“Now it’s just a little earlier.”

He quickly covered Yoruba's mouth and continued speaking, "Besides, when I was tied up by your grandmother and the ministers to succeed to the throne, I told you that I would pass the throne to you when you come of age."

"You are an adult now, so of course you have to inherit the throne. You can't let me work until I die!"

"I raised you, do you want to tire me to death?"

Yoruba, who was being blamed, pulled away Meloe's hand that was covering his face and said, "Uncle, those words were said by my grandmother and the ministers because they were worried about you. Now that you are doing well, why do you need to abdicate?"

He snatched the paper and pen from Meloeus's hand, preventing him from writing the abdication decree.

"I'm not in a hurry to succeed the throne, so you don't need to abdicate."

Meloeus crossed his arms over his chest, staring at his anxious nephew with a half-smile, "You are not in a hurry, but I am in a hurry to abdicate~"

"I've been an emperor for 25 years and I'm tired of it. Of course I have to pursue my dreams of the stars and the sea. I can't waste time dealing with the affairs of the empire."

He snatched back the paper and pen, kicked his eldest nephew aside, and wrote the abdication edict in a fluent manner.

"Okay, the edict is finished. From now on, you are the emperor of the Styrian Empire."

"I'm free now. See you later."

He took advantage of Yoruba's confusion and slipped out of the temple at the fastest speed. When Yoruba chased him out, he was no longer in sight.

Yoruba rubbed his lower back where he had been kicked hard and ordered to find Meloeus, "Blockade the palace, blockade all ports on the planet Navekos, and bring His Majesty back to me intact!"

Meloeus, you are a big asshole!

You actually kicked me so hard! My waist seemed to be broken!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts my Highness!

At this moment, the exasperated Crown Prince was like a rabbit that was forced to jump on its feet. He looked very embarrassed, but he still did not forget to catch the unscrupulous uncle.

"Go find it quickly, don't miss any place."

Upon hearing this, the palace guards quickly rushed out, causing the entire palace to fall into new chaos.

Tarasha was also alarmed by the search, and looked at the palace guards running back and forth in confusion, "What is going on again?"

Malcolm led the team and reported back, "His Royal Highness ordered us to look for His Majesty everywhere. May I ask if you have seen His Majesty in the palace?"

Tarasha's expression froze, "Who are you looking for?"

Oh my god! I suddenly had a bad feeling, as if my eldest son was going to do something naughty.

Malcolm said in a deep voice: "His Majesty has run away."

He only saw His Majesty running out of the palace, and before he could salute, His Majesty had disappeared. Then the prince left the palace and ordered to find someone.

There were only His Majesty and the Crown Prince in the palace at the time, and he didn't know what the two talked about. Why did His Majesty run away, and why did the Crown Prince send people to look for him?

To be honest, he was a little confused.

"It must be Meloeus who is causing trouble. I have to go find Yoruba and ask him about it." Tarasha quickly went to where Yoruba was, complaining as she walked: "What the hell is this brat doing! He was happily celebrating Yoruba's birthday yesterday, but today he's starting to make trouble for me!"

Yoruba on the other side held his waist and said with a complicated expression: "You are not really going to quit after playing such a big game?!"

"No, whatever you think is what you want to say."

Tarasha hurried over and saw a deep footprint on her grandson’s clothes around his waist, and Yoruba was still rubbing his waist.

“Yoruba, what’s wrong with you?”

"Did your uncle beat you up? Did he just run away after beating you up?!"

Yoruba said bitterly: "My uncle wanted to abdicate to me, but I disagreed. Then he kicked me. My uncle took the opportunity to write a decree of succession and ran away. I don't know where he has gone to now."

He scratched his head in frustration, "Grandma, do you think uncle is playing a joke on me? Will he be back soon?"

Tarasha: “???!!!!”

After being confused and shocked, she felt that this was something her son could indeed do.

As for the last two questions asked by Yoruba, he was just deceiving himself. Once Meloeus made up his mind, no one could change it even with eight oxen.

The grown-up boy has done it, it’s definitely not just for fun.

But seeing Yoruba's devastated look, she couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

Oh my god, she is really tired!

“…” Yoruba realized the cruel reality from his grandmother’s silence.

His uncle really ran away and will never come back.

He was forced to succeed the throne at such a young age, without even any time to buffer his anger.