"The king has passed away. Michael is still young and is not qualified to inherit the throne, so... I will succeed to the throne in three days."

Yingying slightly raised the corners of his lips.

A terrifying coldness flashed in his black eyes.

She stared at these proud nobles and said every word:

"I know you don't want to, but I'm sorry. In three days, you will all kneel on the ground and call me... Her Majesty the Queen!"

The expressions of many nobles changed.

Although Yingqian is the queen, logically speaking, when Michael comes of age, he will naturally inherit the throne.

She is only qualified to supervise the country until Michael comes of age.

When Michael succeeded to the throne,

This country has little to do with Yingqian.

But what she is saying now is that she wants to ascend the throne and become the most noble and supreme existence in this country.

In other words, Michael was deprived of the right to inherit.

Compared to Yingqian, this woman looks cruel and arrogant at first glance.

Michael is a good-tempered and kind-hearted little prince who is easy to control.

Naturally, it won the favor of the nobles.

The nobles had a premonition.

If Yingqian really becomes the queen, their life will definitely not be easy.

The old noble swallowed, stooped lower, and no longer dared to speak as casually as before.

"Your Majesty the Queen, I think this matter needs to be discussed more. After all, Michael..."

"Are you questioning me?"

Yingqian narrowed his eyes and slowly took a step forward.

Invisible pressure acts on the body.

The old nobleman was shocked and trembled directly.

Using his legs and feet that were much sharper than before, he jumped back to his original position.

"Queen, I..."

"What's wrong with you? Do you have any objections to my decision?" Yingqian caught up again and sneered: "Old man, have you had enough of your good life? Otherwise, I will kill you now and let your grandson

If he inherits your title, he should be much more honest than you, right?"

"I really don't, Queen..."

The old nobleman was about to shed tears.

He has never seen such an unreasonable master in his life.

Yingqian is basically a tyrant.

Not even a word of doubt could be heard.

She doesn't have the patience.

If these nobles were the nobles, they would definitely want to say a few words.

You can go to God.

Have a heart-to-heart talk with God.

I believe that the merciful God must be more patient than Yingqian and willing to listen to their blind comparisons.

As for what Yingqian can do...

The only option is to send them to see God.

She is really kind-hearted.

Amen.

Ying Qian sighed.

I was moved by my own great mind.

"Since there is no problem, then it's settled."

Yingqian tilted his head and smiled sweetly.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The nobles shook their heads in unison and vigorously, as if they had been trained in advance.

The sadness on their faces at this time was much more real than when they first learned of the king's death.

After all, what does Yingqian think?

None of them are good.

The days after that may be very sad.

"If you don't have any objections..." Yingqian's face suddenly darkened, and she said sullenly: "Just go back to the king's funeral. If anyone can't cry, don't blame me for being rude!"

Her eyes are too fierce.

Deep in his eyes, the killing intent has never faded.

When looking at the nobles, it seems that at any time, one unlucky person may be picked out and his neck wiped to worship the heavens.

Let alone these nobles.

Even the head maid and some guards who were standing by could not help but shudder.

The Yingqian before was not like this.

Why did the king die?

It was as if she had completely changed as a person.

Could it be...

Is Yingqian's goal really this country?

However, the king suddenly fell ill just as the wedding ceremony was being held.

After that, she abused and humiliated Michael again.

Then there’s Pulin’s previous accusation.

Now suddenly, he chose to ascend the throne himself instead of leaving the throne to Michael.

Everything here adds up.

There was really no choice but to make everyone's minds begin to distort.

Undercurrent surges.

The head maid watched the nobles leave.

His eyes were full of sorrow.

But as soon as his eyes looked at Yingqian, his mood changed into another one, one of vigilance and doubt.

She hesitated for a long time, took out the gold coin, brought it to Yingqian, and said softly:

"Queen, according to etiquette, please use gold coins to cover the eyes of His Majesty the King."

Ying Qian nodded.

After receiving the gold coins and pondering whether to put them into the king's eyelids or directly put them up, he caught the wary eyes of the head maid.

It became clear to her immediately.

It shouldn't be that gold coins were stuffed into his eyes.

"Rest in peace." Yingqian sighed softly, scanning the king's face with his fingertips, which was still handsome despite his age, "My...cheap husband."

The system whispered:

[The host doesn’t look sad at all.]

"I feel bad for you."

Yingqian's face was expressionless, and she suppressed the corners of her mouth that wanted to raise her lips.

"This man's legacy is a country. I almost woke up laughing in my dreams. How awesome?!"

【Ah this...】

Yingqian no longer paid attention to the system.

He glanced at Michael and said:

"You come with me."
To be continued...