son-in-law of blood

Chapter 192

Hawthorne stared deeply at Hepburn for a long time, and asked in a low tone:

"Your Highness..."

Hepburn's attitude was extremely firm:

"Third Grandfather, there is no need to persuade me any more, and my decision will not be changed!"

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and everyone stopped, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a long silence, Hawthorne looked at the resolute Hepburn and shook his head slightly:

"Forget it, you've grown up, we old men can't care about you anymore..."

Hera stuck out her tongue and whispered:
"Sister, there is still me in the bedroom..."

Hepburn raised her eyebrows, and glanced at her sister coldly with her clear eyes, causing the latter to shrink back in fright.

Helen kept in mind Hepburn's instructions and obeyed her arrangement in everything, so naturally she did not express her opinion.

After piercing the membrane of last night, Xillen felt that now he and Hepburn were one, and Hepburn's arrangement naturally made her sense.

Hawthorne sighed, and arranged with Xillen's soldiers at the expensive hotel.

Hepburn led Hellen towards his bedroom.

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After setting up more than [-] soldiers from the Stewie Empire, Hawthorne went to return to Conlaly.

It was still the secret room hidden under the entire castle, and there were already three people sitting in front of the round table.

Conrali, the lord of the blood clan, and Hawthorne's elder brother and second brother were talking in low voices. When they saw Hawthorne approaching, the three of them turned their eyes.

"Have you seen it? How's it going?" Mod'an, the oldest elder among the three, was the first to ask.

Hawthorne stepped forward slowly and sat down in the empty seat.

After pondering for a moment, he replied:

"It's hard to say!"

"This is the first time I've had face-to-face communication with him. From what he said, it didn't reveal that he had any doubts about his own identity. Presumably he doesn't even know who he is!"

Conraly asked:
"What about his profession? What level has he reached now?"

Hawthorne twirled his white beard and replied:
"It's a hell poet, that's right. It's already at the fourth level. I think it can break through to the fifth level at any time. Fifth-level hell poets are indeed rare!"

"In addition, I also discovered a very interesting thing! Do you still remember what I told you about the little girl next to Helen?"

Conraly asked:
"You mean that little dragon girl?"

Hawthorne nodded: "That's right, I only found out when I held Hellen's hand today that this kid has some connections with the Dragon Clan."

After a pause, he continued:

"His whole body has been infused with dragon blood and keel, and the breath is from the same source as that little girl. It should be given to him by the parents of this little dragon girl."

"Could it be that the people of the Dragon Clan have already seen his identity and want to make friends in advance?"

Hawthorn shook his head:
"I don't know, but if you have a chance in the future, you can ask that Hillen yourself."

Conraly nodded slowly:
"After Hepburn's coming-of-age ceremony is over, I will find an opportunity to talk to him in person."

"Is Your Majesty already sure?" Hawthorne asked.

Conraly's eyes were deep, and he said pointingly:

"Of course we don't have the exact method to identify his identity, but we can use the place left by our ancestors!"

After listening to Conlaly's words, the other three elders all had a glimmer of understanding in their cloudy eyes. They looked at each other and nodded slowly.

"Okay, the third uncle has worked hard too, let's rest for the next few days, and wait until Hepburn's coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow."

Hawthorne hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing I want to tell you about Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Seeing Hawthorne seeming to have something to hide, Conraly asked:
"Hepburn? What happened to her?"

Hawthorne had a bitter smile in his tone:

"His Royal Highness announced just now that he will bring that Xieren into his bedroom, and also said that she will be responsible for all the life of Xieren in the blood clan these days!"

Conraly frowned, his face suddenly darkened a lot:
"What kind of dignity! A woman who has not yet left the cabinet brought a young man into her boudoir without authorization. It spreads that I am the lord of the blood clan! It's just nonsense!"

Conraly's reaction did not surprise Hawthorne, but after thinking about it, Hawthorne decided to tell the truth:
"Your Majesty, to be honest, I observed the princess' aura today, and she seems...seems to..."

Conraly wondered:

"What happened to Hepburn?"

Hawthorn gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

"Your Highness seems to have had sex with Hellen..."

"boom!"

A frightening momentum suddenly rose from the silent secret room, and a monstrous anger surged in Conlaly's heart, trembling all over:
"This bastard! You don't have to wait until after the coming-of-age ceremony, just call me that bastard right away!"

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The bedroom of Hepburn and Hera was in a classical villa beside Conrali's old castle.

Taking Helen upstairs, Hepburn pointed to the room on the west side of the second floor:

"This is my room, you can live in the next room!"

Hera interjected from the side:

"Sister, what about me?"

Hepburn said unhappily:

"You go live downstairs!"

Hera said pitifully:

"No, I want to sleep with you!"

Hepburn tugged at Hera's pretty face:

"Be good, be obedient, you are no longer a child, you have to learn to sleep alone. By the way, isn't tomorrow the coming-of-age ceremony? Who is in charge of the specific ceremony process, do you know?"

Hera put her finger on her chin and thought for a while:

"Looks like the Great Elder, I don't know the specifics."

"What about the process? Is it any different from previous years?" Hepburn asked nervously.

Just now Hawthorne had made it clear that Hellen would be invited to watch the ceremony tomorrow, and Hepburn was afraid that those elders and officials would make some fools at the ceremony to embarrass Hellen.

Hera thought for a while and said:
"Probably not. Oh, by the way, it seems that there is an extra process of performing martial arts. Maybe someone will challenge you at that time."

Heppenton feels bad, challenge me?It is estimated that this is just a rhetoric, and it should be Helen who really wants to challenge at that time.

Just as he was about to turn around and explain something to Helen, there was a sudden loud shouting outside the door.

"Who is it, why is it so noisy outside?"

Hepburn's cold voice sounded.

A maid's voice replied:

"Your Highness, His Majesty sent someone to find that Mr. Hellen!"

Hepburn's heart sank, why did his father summon Hellen so soon?Thinking about what his third grandfather said just now, Hepburn knew in his heart that his father must have known the relationship between himself and Hellen from Hawthorne.

Without further hesitation, Hepburn shook hands and said calmly:

"Tell the man that Mr. Hearon is going right away!"

Then he turned his gaze to Hellen, who smiled confidently and patted Hepburn on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, I'm sure!"

Hepburn shook her head:

"I'll go with you, and I'll explain it to my father!"

Then he turned his head and explained to Hera a few times, and then led Helen to resolutely walk towards Conlaly's palace!

(End of this chapter)