Because more than half of the power to mobilize the imperial army, that is, military power, is in the hands of Florence. As for why it was in her hands, this is the past that the king does not want to recall.
Seeing the king who was furious and helpless with her, Florence raised her lips in a sarcastic arc.
"His Majesty said I was presumptuous?"
"Hehe, my real presumptuousness is yet to come..."
The meaning of this is unclear.
An ominous premonition arose in the king's heart. With a secretly calm face, he forced to maintain a majestic face, and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do, you unfilial daughter?"
Florence lowered her eyelashes, the beautiful brown eyelashes were curled and curled, reflected in the blue eyes, deep and shallow.
He said lightly: "You will know soon."
Everyone present was as quiet as chickens.
at this time.
The gate of the palace was broken open, and a large number of soldiers in silver armor rushed into the hall, pointing their swords at the king on the throne.
While everyone was frightened, they looked outside the door of the main hall one after another. What they saw in their eyes was an endless array of soldiers, far away, lined up in a dense array, with a fierce aura rising to the sky.
The almost stagnant air, this kind of gold and iron horses overwhelming the sky, but the silence is so depressing.
These two words appeared in everyone's minds.
rebel.
Princess Florence wants to rebel.
Seeing the soldiers lined up in front of him, the king almost fainted in fright. He managed to hold on so that he didn't fall down. Under the gorgeous robes, his calf trembled uncontrollably.
The king raised his finger and pointed at Florence not far away, "You, you want to rebel?"
His words trembled a little.
The blond beauty on the opposite side smiled slightly, a smile that didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.
"I didn't want to, but I blame you for having thoughts that shouldn't be there."
Florence raised her hand lightly, and said cold and heartless words from her lips, "Take them all down."
There was a period of chaos.
The vomit of men, the screams and cries of women, the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.
The smell of blood gradually floated into his nose.
when it all started.
Florence had already hugged Fu Yue in her arms first, raised her sleeve to cover her nose, and then pulled the hat on her cloak to prevent Fu Yue from seeing such a scene.
The Little Mermaid blinked.
She originally wanted to say that she was not afraid, but after thinking about it, she swallowed the sentence.
Fu Yue secretly wanted to turn his head to take a look.
Just halfway through the turn, the girl's head was held by Florence's hand, and then he gently pushed it back.
Florence stared at her, smiling softly.
"Lan Ni, be good, don't look at those things, it will scare you. I'm so good-looking, just look at me."
His tone was so straightforward that Fu Yue was speechless.
Fu Yue: "..."
After a while, everyone present was under control.
The king, queen, Princess Dallin and others were tied up one by one and brought before Florence.
The blond beauty glanced at them lightly, opened her lips and asked, "Do you know why I did this?"
The king snorted coldly.
"You, an unfilial daughter, have long wanted to take my throne. There is no such thing as human ethics. I really regret not strangling you to death when you were born."
Disgusting swearing.
Florence wasn't angry, but the smile on her face faded a bit.