Chapter 479 In the eyes of the king, we are all ants
The top floor of the palace.
There is a huge jade throne.
At this time, the old king and the old princess are sitting on the throne.
The walls around are inlaid with gems and pearls, shining with charming light.
Endless luxury seems to decorate the entire attic into a dreamland.
Through the exquisite window lattice, the old king looked at the morning light in the sky.
It seems that he is thinking about something, and it seems that he is recalling something.
The old princess sat aside.
Even though she is over 70 years old this year, she still arranges traditional drinks and snacks for the old king like a maiden.
The traces of time have carved deep wrinkles on her face.
Although her eyes are no longer as bright as before, they still reveal a deep wisdom and kind light.
Looking at the old king quietly, with a gentle smile on her face.
"Why is it you?"
The old king came back to his senses, his eyes were like a deep lake.
It seems that he can penetrate people's hearts and see through all the troubles and glitz.
In the rich country.
Even the princess is still a man's appendage.
Just a woman, even a tool.
He gave her everything she wanted, and gave her a lifetime of glory.
Except for not giving her power, he basically gave her everything.
Even their child is about to become the crown prince.
In a few years, he will become the new king.
So the old king couldn't figure it out.
Why?
"Because this is the royal family."
The old princess's tone was calm and gentle, making people feel a kind of maternal warmth, "No one can guarantee that everyone will not change, but I only have one child, and I am a mother."
"I'm dying, you're dying, and we don't know what will happen in the future."
"But... I want to protect my child and do my best to protect him."
"You and I know how cruel the royal family is. Only when we are sure that he can be safe..."
The old princess's tone always remained calm and calm, "I can leave with peace of mind!"
There was no change on the old king's face.
It seemed that everything in the world had become light in his eyes.
But after listening to the old princess' words, he slowly closed his eyes.
Sighed.
Was she really wrong?
If she was not wrong.
Then who was wrong?
Figures appeared around.
They were ten soldiers, fully armed soldiers.
Their guns were all pointed at the old king.
After a while, the old king slowly opened his eyes, without even looking at the soldiers, but calmly asked the old princess, "Does our child know?"
"How could he know."
The old princess smiled gently and poured a cup of milk tea for the old king, "Only if you don't know anything can you live happily and be a good king."
"What did the Sam Kingdom promise?"
The old king's voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of disdain and contempt.
"As long as our children are obedient, they will have wealth and power for a lifetime."
The corners of the old princess' mouth rose slightly, outlining a happy arc, "This is what I want most."
Or, this is what a mother wants most.
You can say that she has long hair and short knowledge.
You can also say that she doesn't understand power.
You can also say that she doesn't understand national destiny.
But for a mother, as long as the child is safe.
She can give everything for it!
Because of this, the old king couldn't even raise the intention to kill her.
His expression changed, so self-deprecating.
Should he say that he chose the right good woman, or the wrong stupid woman?
"You, really want to kill me?"
The old king smiled and held her hand.
The old princess's hunched body trembled suddenly.
A pair of old eyes, splashes of water appeared.
Tears fell like rain!
"Haha..."
The old king laughed happily.
He picked up the teacup without any hesitation and drank the milk tea in it.
The old princess' tears flowed faster, and she also picked up the teacup in front of her.
Drink the milk tea.
Her other hand, tightly held the old king's hand!
"Aren't you going to come out and say goodbye to me?"
The old king held the princess's hand and looked not far away.
A door slowly opened, and an old man walked in.
His hair is like silver frost in winter, white and soft.
It adds some traces of time to his face, recording the ups and downs he has experienced.
The old man has a warm smile on his lips, and his steps are still steady.
He is the deputy director of the CIA of Sam Country.
David Cohen!
"Old friend, are you still not giving up?"
David stood in front of the old king and said with a smile, "Are you waiting for the monster from Dragon Country?"
"No need to wait, 35 soldiers are going to find him."
"Even if he is a monster, it is useless, because he also has to face 35 monsters."
David's mouth outlined a trace of sarcasm, "Dead!"
This is the decapitation plan he planned.
Not only to kill the old king.
Even the monster from Dragon Country will be killed together.
From now on.
He will control the entire royal family of the rich country and become a real king!
Not for Sam Country?
Yes and no.
There is a saying in Dragon Country: If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!
"Haha!"
The old king sneered lightly, his eyes calm as a mirror and sharp as a knife.
A murderous intent that condensed countless years of life and death, strategy and wisdom, and was soaring to the sky.
It emanated from the old king.
And his body seemed to become tall and mighty at this moment.
Although he was sitting on a chair, he seemed to be looking down at David in front of him.
David's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the old man in front of him in astonishment.
Why hasn't he died yet?
Not only was his face stunned, but even the old princess beside him was also stunned, looking at the teacup.
As a pillow person, there is no man in the world who knows her better than her.
Suddenly.
A surprise flashed in her eyes, but in an instant, it turned into endless fear.
But in the end, it turned into calmness, still holding her man's hand, not wanting to let go.
On the other hand, David felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
The air became suffocatingly silent and quiet.
The two old men looked at each other silently.
Until the old king said lightly, "Let's make a bet."
"Hmm?"
David looked at the old king with some surprise, "Bet?"
"Yes."
The old king said calmly: "Let's make a bet and see which of the 35 monsters you mentioned and the sword of the Dragon Kingdom will appear in front of me first. Let's also see the future destiny of this country!"
"Haha..."
David laughed, but his smile was so sarcastic, "Why are you so confident in him?"
"Because..."
In the old king's slightly turbid eyes, a hint of pride and smile appeared, "In the eyes of the king, you are just an ant!"
David was stunned.
It was also the moment he was stunned.
Bang... Ten shots in one second.
Ten soldiers fell to the ground!