So I'm a sheep.

Sasha initially thought this was just a clever performance by the Queen to avoid embarrassing her husband.

Can......

There's blood on the handkerchief?

What's going on? Is the Queen really unwell?

"You, you bad guy!"

Prince Kant grabbed the plate in front of him and threw it at Blake: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! If anything happens to Mother, I'll fight you to the death!"

After yelling, the prince ran away crying loudly.

"..."

Blake's expression froze; things had suddenly turned out this way, and he didn't know what to do.

He turned his gaze to the two palace ministers beside him, but one of them frowned and remained silent, while the other raised his cup in deep thought, completely ignoring him.

Good guy!

Blake stomped his foot angrily and strode out of the banquet hall.

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Pepin personally escorted Sasha to her room, then waved to the maid in the corner, who obediently withdrew.

"The Queen's health has deteriorated so much. We thought we had won a great victory, but it turns out we've both suffered heavy losses!"

What do you mean?

Sasha looked at Pepin, who slowly said, "Although many people know about this, please don't spread it around after you hear it."

"I'm tight-lipped, you can rest assured!"

"Yes. His Majesty and the Queen are deeply in love, but... hehe."

Pepin lowered his voice: "In short, besides Prince Kant, there is another prince."

"The worst part is that the one outside is the eldest prince. And His Majesty recently summoned him to the capital for some unknown reason."

Good heavens, you're telling me about this royal scandal? That's inappropriate!

Sasha's eyes widened, but Pepin continued with an expression that said, "We're on the same side." He continued, "When the Queen learned of this, she took poison and committed suicide without saying a word."

"The person was saved, but their health deteriorated immediately."

"I always thought... but seeing her today, I realize the Queen is truly a ruthless person!"

Volume 1: Chapter 682 Submission

"So, what happened to the other prince in the end?"

Having heard all this, Sasha was naturally curious about the fate of the illegitimate child.

"What else could they do? The Queen threatened to kill herself, and His Majesty severed all ties with him and sent him back to the north."

Pepin paused, then said with a hint of worry, "Instead of sending him back, it would be better to keep him in the capital and give him a nominal title to look after him."

"Alas, this is His Majesty's family matter, and it is not appropriate for me to interfere."

"I'm afraid there will be some trouble in the future."

Sasha was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Um, cough, do you have a business empire in the north?"

“His mother was a fallen noblewoman, with virtually no family fortune, but his identity was quite sensitive.”

Pepin sighed: "I'm afraid we'll be used by certain people."

"..."

“Your Excellency the Chancellor is concerned about the country and its people; Sally admires you.”

The girl said with emotion, "That brute knows nothing, yet he judged you by your appearance and openly mocked and insulted you."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, I'll definitely teach him a lesson tomorrow!"

"Haha, Your Excellency, it is rather inappropriate for you to come to us on your own initiative."

Pepin stroked his beard and said, "Prince Kant's last plate was a brilliant move; now nobody's going to hang around Blake."

“If a reckless man doesn’t get advice from the person behind him, I’m sure he’ll lose his temper and come knocking on the door first.”

"Your Excellency, when the time comes, you just need to defeat him beautifully, please show him mercy."

Sasha looked at Pepin in surprise, not expecting him to say he would show mercy.

Shouldn't you fight to the death or resort to dirty tricks?

“Your Excellency, I, Pepin, know what is important and what is urgent.”

The Prime Minister said in a deep voice, "Compared to slaying the dragon, my personal grudge is nothing!"

"Blake may not be able to be the captain, but he's more than qualified to be a team member."

"If you can win him over, your position as captain will be secure."

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Sasha had previously said that Blake judged people by their appearance, but she herself was a bit like that.

After all, Pepin's short stature, his flamboyant, clown-like attire, and his behavior of balancing a fishbowl on his head despite being a Lord Mayor...

Due to a combination of factors, although Sasha had a decent relationship with Pepin, she looked down on him deep down.

However, at this moment, the girl looked at the short man in front of her and was surprised to find that he had become much taller!

"Your Excellency, you are truly magnanimous. Blake has offended you time and time again, yet you have still managed to laugh it off!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Pepin wore a pleased expression, but inwardly he was filled with malice.

Just laugh it off? No, it won't work!

He held his breath, intending to settle the score with Blake later.

'You're lucky you got swallowed by that dragon. If you manage to come back safely, I'll show you what I'm capable of!'

Perhaps harboring resentment, Pepin used too much force with his fingers and accidentally broke off his own beard.

He quickly released his grip and said with a smile, "It's getting late, Your Excellency, please rest."

"The maid is standing guard outside the door. Please let me know if you need anything."

"This is troublesome."

"Haha, of course, of course."

After personally seeing Pepin off, the young woman sat on the chair for a while, but couldn't help recalling the scene of him plucking off her beard earlier.

At the last moment, Pepin was exposed.

'While he may not be a truly wise minister, he has at least swallowed this insult, which is commendable.'

Worth befriending!

"The maid outside"

"What are your orders, Your Excellency?" the maid replied instantly.

"I'd like to see my horse and feed it some beans myself. Could you please show me the way?"

"Yes!"

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The bed in the palace was large and soft, and Sasha had a very comfortable night.

Upon opening the door early in the morning, the girl immediately saw the troubled maid and Blake with bloodshot eyes.

"Oh, flirting with the maid so early in the morning?"

Ignoring Sasha's teasing, Blake said fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to..."

"Here comes to challenge me?"

Ok?

Something seems off; it sounds weird.

Blake scratched his head in annoyance: "Enough talk, just fight me!"

"no problem"

The girl nodded, then changed the subject: "But since it's a duel, we can't do without a notary."

Nobles are such a hassle!

Blake pointed impatiently at the maid: "The notary? She'll do."

"A duel is a serious matter; how can it be treated so casually?"

Sasha said seriously, "I suggest we invite Prince Kant over and ask him to be our notary."

That chubby kid who threw plates at me last night?

Seeing that Blake hesitated and did not speak, the girl said, "It's okay if you have objections, let's continue to discuss it."

What do you think of Pepin the Palace Minister?

"I get annoyed just looking at him, no way!"

"..."

"Never mind, a prince it is."

Blake muttered, "You boasted to him yesterday, and today I will defeat you fair and square in his presence."

Sasha asked her maid to invite the prince, and soon Kant arrived, panting.

"Viscount Saliye, I heard you're going to teach this impolite fellow a lesson?" the prince asked expectantly.

"I'm the one who should have taught her a lesson!"

Ignoring Blake's shouts, Sasha's first concern was for the Queen's condition.