Has the emperor been beaten today?

"What a stupid woman." Candice returned to the bedroom through the corridor on the second floor, followed by herself close to the servant.

She didn't control her volume. The new maid seemed to be a little panicked, and the plate made a slight noise.

Candice glanced at her, the maid hurriedly apologized, and the servant officer waved her hand to signal her to back down.

"How could she think that an illegitimate child would be more threatening than a legitimate alpha prince?" Candice took off the gemstone earring on her right ear and threw it on the dressing table.

The next servant helped her take off the diamond hair ornament. He was the servant brought by the queen from her natal family, so he naturally didn't have so many scruples in speaking: "The sixth prince is knowledgeable and interesting."

Candice sneered: "I wish other people could recognize their position like him."

"You don't need to worry too much. His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince will go to the Ministry of Finance to listen to the government. It can be seen that His Majesty is cultivating with care. The First Prince is 35 years old this year. His Majesty has not made any arrangements. He is just going to accompany him to watch the exercise, which does not mean anything. .”

"You don't understand." Candice lowered her voice, "Nicholas made a mistake at work a while ago, his father lost his temper, and then took Oliver out. It was originally agreed to take him . . . and I heard that it was old Campbell who saw the problem in a regular meeting."

"This doesn't mean anything. If you're not at ease, I'll go and hit Mrs. Campbell again. It's not a difficult thing. She's frightened today and will be willing to accept any suggestions from you."

"Tell her who the Campbell family is relying on now. The fourth prince and I don't need any fools. Let her think carefully." Candice held the hand of the servant, "And Oliver..."

Mrs. Campbell was standing in the dining room directing the maids to make dinner preparations, and the two Mr. Campbells were vaguely arguing in the upstairs study.

"Father, have you gone to see the First Prince again?"

Old Campbell: "Why, I can't see my grandson anymore. He is the future emperor, and now he is suffering in the palace. If you don't love him as uncles, why don't you allow me to love him?"

Mr. Campbell rubbed his eyebrows: "How can you understand that my sister is dead, and the current queen is Candice, and she also has an alpha child."

"It's her turn after your sister dies, otherwise it depends on how their Delmar family can compare with our Campbell."

"Just because they took our business away again today." Mr. Campbell sat down on the sofa angrily.

"Which business?"

"Red wine." Mr. Campbell sighed, "Several large catering companies suddenly canceled orders collectively and were willing to pay liquidated damages as agreed. Where Majia Red Wine is sold, our products are prohibited from appearing.”

"That's our family's most profitable business now." The red wine business accounts for half of the family's income, and this blow is obviously huge.

Old Campbell patted the table: "Why did I give birth to you bastards, I can't even keep this family fortune."

When their brothers were struggling to support, the old father held back countless times, and his patience was exhausted long ago: "Don't you really understand? As long as you don't give up letting the eldest prince fight for the reserve, we will always be 'waste' go down."

The old Mr. Campbell stared at his son in disbelief: "How could Vivienne have a brother like you? Are you not guilty of looking at his child?"

"I have nothing to be guilty of. I was not the one who sent her into the palace. If she had agreed to marry that poor officer named Lan Qi, she would not have died so early. And the poor man you talked about back then is now The upstart of the military department manages the entire northern star field."

Mrs. Campbell looked worriedly at her husband who came down the stairs.

He loosened his tie and took the warm black tea offered by his wife.

"What did father say?"

Mr. Campbell has always been glad that he married this woman, not because of her noble background or gentle temperament, but because of her excellent social skills. In the current situation, she is the only one in the family who can talk to the queen.

"Don't worry about him." He stared into his wife's eyes, "Go and tell the queen that our family will obey all her decisions unconditionally."

"Where is the First Prince?"

"Let Oliver blame him for his own bad luck..." Who let his mother die so early.

***

Oliver pushed open the door of his bedroom, and someone was already waiting for him in the room.

He recognized that the leader was the valet next to Queen Candice, and when he saw him coming back, he bowed and saluted with a perfect posture like a textbook.

"His Royal Highness, the Empress heard that you are not acclimatized to Yuanxing and feel unwell, so she specially sent someone to pick you up."

Oliver: "I'm not sick, I'm in good health."

The attendant didn't seem to hear, and asked the accompanying medical officer: "Tell me, how is your highness the prince's health now?"

The medical officer lowered his head, not daring to respond to Oliver's gaze: "His Royal Highness is not acclimatized, has a persistent high fever, and all blood indicators have deviated from normal values..."

Oliver watched in amazement as the medical officer made up the case in front of his face.

"What kind of treatment is needed?"

"...Because it is caused by water and soil, as long as... as long as you return to the palace, you can heal without medicine."

The servant near looked at the eldest prince in disbelief, smiled slightly, and ordered the attendants to help him pack his luggage.

Oliver: "I'm not sick, I'm going to tell my father."

"Your Highness, please don't be self-willed. Your grandfather heard that you were sick in Yuanxing, and he was so worried that he didn't think about eating and drinking. No, he also fell ill. The old man is old, so please be considerate of him. Besides... ..." The near servant took his hand away from the doorknob, "How can these trivial matters disturb His Majesty's mood of watching the exercise?"

There was silence in the room, only the attendants were packing up things silently, and Oliver clenched his fists tightly where no one was watching.

However, when the school officially started, Okeys had no time to worry about their open and secret struggles.

Because that little beta was obsessed with playing mechs.

A Nuo, who hadn’t studied seriously for a few days, was very strenuous in the theoretical class, except for military history, which he listened to with gusto (A Nuo: The old man told the story well.)

But he performed well in fighting and mech operation, the former is amazing talent, the latter is perseverance.

Originally, as students in the command department, they only need to master the basic mecha operation, and be familiar with the lethality and actual use effect of each heavy weapon, so as to facilitate the formation of troops, and it is not required that everyone can go to battle to kill the enemy.

When Arnold boarded the mech for the first time, he found that this big guy was really fun. He could jump and spin, and even fly around the field.

As he followed the examples in the manual, Okeys came to him.

"Little Beta, do you want to fight?"

Arno punched the cockpit of Okes' mecha, and then...

Then, of course, was thrown to the ground.

It was the first time that Okeys looked down on Arnold from a condescending perspective, and I have to admit that this feeling was really cool.

He raised his mechanical arm and knocked on Arnold's cockpit: "How is it? Are you convinced?"

Arnold: ...

Oakes: "Why don't you speak, are you overwhelmed by my mighty and heroic appearance?"

Arnold: ...

Oakes: "Hey, isn't it? You hit me so many times, and I won once. Don't be so stingy, please. Don't talk."

Arnold finally found the communication device: "...Then what, which one can I press to stand up?"

When the man climbed out of the mech, Auches carefully looked at his face.

"Are you okay?" "Are you really okay?" "If you have something to say, you must speak up..."

Arnold was so annoyed by him that he punched him in the face, and Okes finally shut up.

"Who underestimates me? How can I be so fragile? It's normal for me to lose when I pilot a mech for the first time. You have to be prepared. Although you have more experience than me, I will catch up soon. "

Okeys looked at his radiant and high-spirited eyes, and finally felt relieved: "I've been fighting for three years. It's not so easy to beat me in mecha." He touched the wound on the corner of his mouth when he spoke, I couldn't help snorting, "It's not that I'm not going to slap my face."

A Nuo rolled his eyes at him: "Who told you that."

"Why don't you talk about it?"

"My pleasure."

"It's not a man to keep his word."

"I'm a beta, not a man...don't follow me."

"Where are you going?"

"Have a meal."

"It's not that I just finished eating...well, well, I know you're hungry again."

***

Ivy Lanqi watched for a while at the gate of the mecha training ground.

"Classmate, who are you looking for?"

Ivy turned her head back: "You are the Al from Marshal Jonathan's house..."

"Alfred."

Ivy smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, yes, it's you, sorry, I didn't remember your name, I always can't remember those slightly longer names."

Alfred waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

"I remember you are the one who plays the fairy princess in the mecha department?"

"Yes, it's me, can you help me, um, can you call classmate Arnold?"

Although Alfred was a little surprised, he still walked in front of a mecha in the center of the training ground, who was practicing leg lifts: "Arnold, there is a big beauty looking for you at the door!"

"Why are you looking for little beta?"

When Ivy turned around, she saw Oakes staring at her with his arms folded.

Ivy tidied her hair and slightly bent her knees: "His Royal Highness Oakes."

Oakes: "You know me?"

"My father is General Lan Qi. I saw you from a distance at the banquet at the end of last year."

"Lan Qi? The one in the north." Oakes had a vague impression that the general looked upright and tall, unexpectedly young among the top military officials.

Ivy nodded: "Yes."

"You haven't answered yet, why are you looking for Arnold?"

Although she is an alpha, this is the first time Ivy has done this kind of thing, her face is a little unnaturally rosy: "I heard that classmate Arnold encountered some difficulties in operating the mecha, I can help him..."

Oakes: "...don't bother you, I can teach him."

Ivy paused every word: "I'm from the mecha department."

Oakes stared back defiantly. "So what?"

In the blink of an eye, the two alphas seemed to understand each other's intentions.