The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

"I love you, Mahaila."

"I love you too, Seaforth."

Mahaila accepted Sifos's enthusiasm, and she said something in response to the atmosphere.

Then he pushed Siphos's chest, and Siphos staggered and fell to the ground with a dazed look in his eyes.

Mahaila stood up, raised her high-heeled sandals and stepped on Xifos's abdomen, then bent down, stretched out her hand to hook Xifos's chin, and said sweetly.

"My beloved, happiness also depends on the time. There will be a next time..."

Mahaila's eyes turned cold, she moved her beautiful feet slightly downwards and stepped hard, as a warning to Sifos.

She sighed in her heart, are men animals that think with their lower body?

Mahaila often likes spiritual communication and yearns for platonic love.

"Okay...ok..."

Mahaila heard that Sifos' voice was a little heavy, and she couldn't help but hum with pride.

Sifos, you know you are wrong, right?

After punishing Sifos, Mahaila thought that the dinner was almost over, so she helped Sifos up, gave him a few words of advice, and left the dormitory.

Siphos looked at Mahaila's back, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally, he touched his lips, savoring the softness of Mahaila's tongue, and became determined.

So, Siphos turned into "Mahaila". Like a bullied young wife, she smoothed out the messy bed. After a while, she heard footsteps.

King Badal comes.

After making out with his juicy girlfriend, Sifos felt like he was being abused when he had to serve the greasy uncle.

But it was better than what happened to Mahaila.

King Badar has a special bloodline and is tall, about twice as tall as Mahaila. He looked at Meiji, who looked like a doll, and let out an obscene laugh.

"Beauty, hehe..."

Siphos felt nauseous and wanted to kill King Badar with a sword, but his and Mahela's goal was to seize power and destroy the entire dynasty, and killing King Badar directly would not achieve that goal.

King Badar stepped off his trundle, walked slowly toward Mahira, and climbed onto the jewel-encrusted bed.

Seaforth was silent.

He has a "hypnosis app", but it can only hypnotize a bunch of stinky men. He is not gay, so he really can't be happy.

Silent all night.

Mahaila returned to her room, grinning grimly, and pondered her plan of revenge.

Faramara tossed and turned, he had nightmares and woke up helpless and furious.

Tuledula is far away from the royal city.

Lin Ye’s daily routine used to be drinking tea and reading newspapers, but now he likes to chat with blind old people.

Two months ago, the blind old man saw through Lin Ye's disguise. He was not angry nor blamed anyone. He blamed himself for not keeping an eye on Xifos and destroying mankind's hope.

Lin Ye, however, felt that Xifos was suitable to be a general, or an ordinary citizen, but definitely not a king. Perhaps the knowledge that the blind old man had taught him was enough for him to become king.

But Siphos is not interested in this. You cannot ask KunKun to fly, because Kun is not Kun.

The blind old man was knowledgeable and experienced, and was one of the few people who could talk with Lin Ye about the past and present. In addition, Lin Ye had once been a king, and the blind old man had been a minister and adviser, so their professions were compatible, and they could chat about strategies for governing the country and maintaining peace.

Boya's bell, high mountains and flowing water.

So far, Lin Ye and the blind old man are getting along very well.

However, their differences on this point in Seaforth's life choice have not been resolved.

The blind old man is just like those parents who want their children to be successful. The children place their hopes on him.

This is an unrealistic request.

Lin Ye did not laugh at this. After two months of conversations and exchanges of ideas, Lin Ye realized the blind old man's obsession. The other party was a seeker in the wilderness, trekking to prove something, and Sifos was obviously his last hope. At this time, he didn't care about anything else.

Lin Ye pretended to be Siphos and guarded Tuledula on his behalf. The real Siphos went to seduce the king and became a femme fatale.

The blind old man was not ashamed of it. He felt that Sifos was saving the country in a roundabout way. His plan to seize power and seize the throne had been a ten-year plan and he had endured it for a long time.

As expected of Sifos's teacher, he has seen all kinds of scenes.

Lin Ye and the blind old man made a bet on whether Sifos would succeed.

The blind old man placed his trust in his apprentice.

If Lin Ye loses, the blind old man asks Lin Ye to answer him a question, and vice versa.

……

Siphos had no idea that she was being used as a bet. She was "happily" being a bad woman, trying every way to kiss Mahela during the day and hypnotizing King Badar at night.

The days passed by, and what troubled Siphos was His Royal Highness the Prince.

Men don't lie to other men.

Sifos felt that there was something wrong with Falamarra's eyes, as if to say -

Brother, you smell so good.

Sifos sneered secretly and labeled Faramara a "rival in love who overestimates his own abilities."

When Mahela learned about this, she was not worried about her boyfriend coming out. As long as his heart belonged to her, selling his body was not unforgivable.

Since both the king and the prince loved Siphos, Mahela came up with a beauty trap and asked Siphos to sow discord between them.

This put Siphos in a difficult position. He would rather sob in front of Mahela than flirt with the two men.

Sifos: "Mahaira, what if I pretend to be in love with you? Won't you be jealous?"

Mahaila thought about it and felt that what Sifos said made sense.

One day, Seaforth grew up! He became ripe!

His body and soul were marked by Mahaira.

Having an affair in the heavily guarded palace is so damn exciting!

Mahaila slowly fell in love with this feeling.

In this way, a year passed quickly, and during this period something major happened.

Due to Siphos's unremitting efforts to act like a Daji, King Badar has become tyrannical and unjust, and now three vassal states have openly rebelled against the Royal Court of Organa.

Meanwhile, the relationship between King Badal and Faramala gradually deteriorated.

Royal palace, garden.

King Badar went hunting and rarely did he bring Mahaila with him.

While Siphos's only son was picking flowers and weaving a wreath, Faramara dismissed the servants and hugged Siphos from behind.

After a year of actual combat experience, Sifos was very experienced in dealing with Faramara. He cried and told how hard it was to serve King Badar.

"Take me away!" Seaforth pretended to sob.

Faramara was unwilling to give up her wealth and glory, and was provoked by Sifos, so she finally decided to kill her dog father!

Chapter 642 Mahaila: This is worse than my husband cheating on me!

Although he was in his forties, King Badar still maintained his youthful hobby of traveling and hunting.

He holds the yellow on the left, holds the blue on the right, wears a brocade hat and mink fur, and rides on thousands of horses.

Accompanied by Seaforth.

The sky is clear and the air is fresh, the sun is shining and the wind is gentle.

King Badar was in high spirits and had amazing arm strength. He could easily pull a bow that even ten men could not pull together. He shot a chased long-haired tiger with one arrow. He felt very proud and raised his glass to drink.

Siphos poured him wine.

There was a loud cry from the sky, and King Badar raised his head and shouted, "Musdan! Mustan!"

The swift falcon flew towards its master upon hearing the sound, suddenly changed direction in mid-air, and flapped its wings to swoop towards the tall tower not far away.

The tower was built by a certain king to bring him fame and authority. Now it has been eroded by wind and sand, and its brick walls are covered with moss and are crumbling.

King Badar was surprised at the falcon's turn, and Sifos said softly that it might have discovered new prey.

Yes, Mustan’s sharp eagle eyes and high-altitude hegemony symbolize his inviolable majesty as King Badar, leaving no place for any prey to hide.

After drinking the wine containing the poisonous incense, King Badar laughed heartily and wanted to chase the falcon and climb up the high tower. The ministers around him advised him that it was dangerous and he should be wary of the risk of falling.

King Badar looked on with disdain. He thought that the steep cliffs in the desert had never overwhelmed him. The tower and the stairs were there, waiting for him to step on them.

He turned around and looked at the palace as he toured.

Flags fluttered in the wind, thousands of horses and soldiers were on the march, countless tall buildings and temples were built, countless rebellious ministers were buried, countless brothers who fought for the throne were imprisoned, his hands were stained with the blood of his parricide, but King Badar was not ashamed of it, but was proud of it.

However, as he looked at all this beauty, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt unprecedented pride, as if he was the master of his own destiny!

Under the scorching sun, the dice of fate were being rolled, but King Badar was arrogant and contemptuous. He no longer looked at the results, but stepped forward with his fat body to chase and step onto the tower of history.

Siphos looked at the back of King Badal. Although he hated this fat pig so much, he couldn't help but shed tears. The heroes of the times can always glimpse the cruel fate at a certain moment. Siphos had a premonition, will his ending be a happy one?

King Badal ordered that no one was allowed to approach the tower, and the parasites that depended on it became anxious. They were afraid that the tower would collapse and worried that the king would be attacked.

Not long after, a falcon's scream was heard from the tower, followed by the tower shaking. With a loud bang, this ancient tower that had existed for who knows how many years collapsed.

Under the veil, Mahaila's mouth corners raised in the dark.

In the xxx year of the Olgana dynasty, the third king Badar died in an accident.

Faramara inherited the throne and became the fourth monarch, announcing it to the world.

Mourning is not a custom in the desert, and a month later, King Badar's favorite concubine was chosen as queen.

Faramara, who murdered his father, imagined that this was the beginning of his life of sleeping on the lap of a beautiful woman while drunk and holding the power of the world when awake. He never expected that fate played a terrible joke on him. The death of King Badar was exactly the starting point of Faramara's downward spiral in life.

When King Badal was young, he fought a group of brothers to the death and finally became the winner of the chicken game. This shows how prestigious he was. In his old age, he became bad-tempered and violent. The ministers feared him like a tiger and no one dared to resist him.

But Faramara, who had no support, ascended the throne early just for a woman. What kind of vision and means did such a person have?

It seemed as if God wanted to take away the cruel Badar and gave Faramara abundant luck. The number of the dice was always controlled by fate.

No, that's not right.

Faramara is actually a foil. His good luck is all due to the darling of fate beside him, a woman who is destined to stir up the times.

Five years later, Faramara was exhausted from dealing with the incessant chatter of his ministers. He found that his power was gradually being taken away and he was almost becoming a puppet king.

Faramara thought he was a jackal that could never be fed, but later he noticed that the power was flowing to his partner, Mahaila.

Mahaila is a natural politician. She secretly gathers ministers and reaches cooperation with some powerful people.

The king of a country doesn't have to be a woman. As the strong prey on the weak, it's obvious that Mahaila is more suitable to be their master.

Faramara asked Mahela why?

The charming queen smiled sweetly and asked, "Are you a child?"

Faramara was so angry that she even thought of killing Mahela, but because of their love, she endured it and used this as an excuse.

Soon, the excuses were gone.

Mahela often travels to meet a man. This is the work of Faramara's own intelligence agency, which originally wanted to find Mahela's weakness but ended up finding a cuckold for itself.

Faramara went mad. He rushed into the room with sword in hand, only to see Mahaira.

Disheveled.

This scene made Faramara furious. She raised her sword to kill this vicious woman. Mahela was also obviously angry. She sneered at Faramara's behavior of pointing the sword at her.

"You're very humorous," Mahaila commented to her so-called husband.

Clapping his hands lazily, the shadow guard who came at his command threw Faramara to the ground, and after a few moves, beat Faramara so hard that she lost her ability to resist.

Mahaila came forward, stepped on the noble king's head contemptuously, and chuckled as if she was telling a joke.

"Faramara, my husband, my beloved...haha, have you ever thought about why I haven't given birth to your child in all these years?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

King Faramara became insane and attempted to harm the kind, gentle and powerful queen.