After the treason, the enemy and I have HE

Chapter 21 The Empire and the Capital

"However, only high-ranking nobles can enter the imperial capital of the Slan Empire. Ordinary people and ordinary businessmen have no right to enter." Cecilia looked at the two with some embarrassment.

In the Islamic Empire, the upper and lower levels are very strict, and it is a very serious offense to the high-ranking nobles if the common people want to get close to the imperial capital.

However, what seemed very difficult in Cecilia's eyes was as simple as breathing in front of Feng Xinghe and Mu Jialan.

"In the final analysis," Feng Xinghe told Cecilia with a raised finger, "the so-called nobles are just ordinary people with a lot of money."

"Do you have any common gold coins here?" Cecilia rubbed her brows. Without gold coins, it was difficult for them to move on this continent.If that doesn't work, she may have other options.

Feng Xinghe shook his head slowly: "No."

"Then how do you plan to make money?" Cecilia heard that, with an expected expression, "The work here will not provide you with too much wages."

Not to mention so much money disguised as aristocrats!

It seemed that she had no choice but to find that person.Although she was unwilling, helping the two envoys achieve their wishes was a mission she had to complete!

Just when Cecilia plucked up the courage to speak...

"Let's dig for gold!"

Feng Xinghe glanced at the small red dot on the terminal detector, which was the location of the nearby gold mine he measured.

Cecilia: "???"

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The imperial capital of the Islamic Empire has entered the traditional social season exclusively for the upper class.

The social season is an excellent time for married young people of the aristocratic class to find a spouse. Palace balls, dinners, charity events, and animal fighting competitions provide romantic aristocratic men and women with countless opportunities to meet love.

When the first leaf of the golden maple tree planted in the imperial palace fell, the nobles and gentry who lived outside the imperial capital had already rushed back to the imperial capital with their families surrounded by a large number of servants and slaves.

The imperial capital of the Islamic Empire can be regarded as the well-deserved first city on this land. It has countless gorgeous castles with vaulted domes and extravagant palaces of the royal family. The people who are eligible to live in this city are among the best. noble.

The aristocrats owned their own manors and productions, and their own slaves were responsible for menial work such as planting.A piece of hard black bread is all you need to get an indefatigable instrument of labor.

Of course, they won't feel bad if the tool breaks.After all, the value of a slave is only one silver coin, which is nothing to these nobles.

The streets of the imperial capital are all paved with flat stone slabs, and the servants and slaves on the streets carefully walk along the side of the street, because the middle of the road is reserved for the carriages of the nobles and wives.

Not far away, a dusty carriage convoy was slowly approaching the city.

The main body of the exquisite and gorgeous carriage is made of precious wood, and the outside of the carriage is decorated with patterns cut from extremely thin gold and silver foils. The white tassels sway back and forth as the carriage moves forward, and the driver looks very proud.

"Which family's master is this, so rich?" Two servants on the side of the road followed the gorgeous carriage with envious eyes.

"Looking at the family emblem on the back of the carriage, it should be the Edward family. Their fief is in Yihua City." Another person answered in a low voice.

The Edward family can be regarded as a prestigious family in the empire, and their carriage should be more gorgeous.

charlie.Edward sat in the carriage, looking at his son sitting across from him with gentle eyes.

His son Arnold.Edward was tall and handsome, and he came from the purest blue blood aristocratic family. Now he had reached the age to marry, and there were countless girls who wanted to marry him.

But the person he fancy is Clara, the emperor's younger sister, who is now 16 years old.Feng.Her Royal Highness Princess Augustus.

It was a charming blond beauty, and although she was only 16 years old, she was already famous.Her talent and beauty are enough to match his excellent son.

The most important thing is that His Majesty the Emperor now lives in secluded places, and the birth mother of his only son is unknown. He is sick all day long, and it is hard to say whether he will live past the age of five.Clara is the second in line heir to the empire, and she is likely to inherit two huge empires in the future.

"Remember, Princess Clara is the best candidate for your future wife." Charlie beat his son, "As for other women, they are just for fun."

Arnold nodded slightly when he heard this, a trace of desire for power flashed across his beautiful deep blue eyes.

With the favor of Princess Clara, he will be able to stand at the pinnacle of power in the future.As for the lively and lovely lover from a small aristocratic family beside him, it's just a little seasoning in the ordinary and boring life.

Just when both father and son fell into the beautiful imagination of the future, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the two who were caught off guard almost fell due to inertia.

"What's going on?" Charlie frowned and pushed open the window, but as a veteran nobleman, he was extremely graceful even when he was angry.

"A group of people came over and blocked our way." The coachman stared dumbfounded at the convoy that came from behind and forced their convoy to nowhere.

Compared with the horse team over there, their originally gorgeous team was instantly inferior.

The carriage over there, to be precise, should not be regarded as a carriage, because the ones pulling the carriage in front are not horses, but three tall and vicious ligers!The liger has grown a big mouth, and the yellowish sharp fangs are exposed to everyone's eyes, making people shudder.

The carriage of the Edward family was only pasted with gold leaf, but the body of the carriage behind it was completely made of sterling silver, covered with a golden roof, and the gorgeous and delicate veils were wrapped around the carriage, and the figure inside was faintly visible.

The huge carriage occupied almost half of the street. Two maids covered with white gauze, high nose and deep eyes stood around the carriage, holding a lotus-shaped incense burner. As the carriage drove by, the dark fragrance overflowed.

Even the team and servants following the carriage were cleaner than the servants of ordinary noble families.Hundreds of people followed behind the convoy, and those who didn't know thought it was some nobleman who was moving his family.

The luxurious carriage is divided into two spaces, inside and outside. Cecilia is sitting in the outside room wearing a gorgeous dress of a noble senior personal housekeeper, with a condensed expression on her beautiful face.

Ever since she stepped into the border of the Islamic Empire, she has always had a serious expression on her face.According to her own explanation, all the senior housekeepers around the nobles are unsmiling, and they generally demand themselves with very high etiquette standards.

Feng Xinghe and Mu Jialan were noncommittal about this explanation.

Feng Xinghe was reclining on the soft chair wearing an elegant black dress, the dress that fitted his figure fully exposed the young man's slender figure.The simple but not simple dress is equipped with a pigeon blood ruby ​​iris brooch on the chest, and the two rows of pure ruby ​​cufflinks on the sleeves show the owner's power and wealth in a low-key and luxurious way.

The black dress set off his fair complexion, and even the light blue blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.He tossed the heavy tiara, richly adorned with rubies and diamonds, on a nearby cushion, not bothering to look at it.

According to the habit of the nobles here, they will put a layer of white powder on their faces to show the superiority of their pale complexion without having to work hard.

But the skin on Feng Xinghe's face is already whiter than makeup, and the skin is so smooth and flawless that even the pores can't be seen, if he uses powder to cover up, it will be putting the cart before the horse.

He stepped on the low stool wrapped in silk with his delicate deerskin boots, and a faint smile appeared on his face, which was as beautiful as the most eccentric artwork of creation.

When everyone saw this graceful and elegant noble boy for the first time, they would be amazed at the exquisite craftsmanship of the gods.I don't know how eccentric and favored God is to give birth to such a perfect and peerless character.

Opposite him, Mu Jialan was wearing a pair of black trousers. His bare upper body was covered by smooth muscles, full of strength and beauty.

He looked tenderly and dotingly at Feng Xinghe, who was waiting for him to peel the fruit and offer it to him. When it comes to the ability to make a big show, the master in front of him can almost be said to be self-taught.

After all, Feng Xinghe has seen a lot in the imperial capital how those royal nobles enjoyed a life of extravagance.

"Slave, what are you doing in a daze." Feng Xinghe noticed that Mu Jialan's eyes had been on him, and the aggressive eyes seemed to have peeled off the dress layer by layer on him, so he frowned slightly, He kicked Mu Jialan's strong and slender thigh moderately.

In order to deceive others, Feng Xinghe, with the help of Cecilia, pretended to be a cousin of a noble lord who had a slight blood relationship with the royal family but was very rich, and led his troops into the imperial capital of the Slan Empire domineeringly.

Cecilia's new identity is the lord's personal female officer, while Mu Jialan is the lord's slave and lover.

Of course, the character design behind was added by Mu Jialan himself, and Feng Xinghe expressed his firm opposition.

Mu Jialan grabbed his slender and beautiful calf with his backhand, and gently rubbed the calf of the noble young man with his scorching hot palm, his ambiguous eyes were full of hints: "I know, many noble gentlemen are like theirs. Slaves have an inseparable bond..."

Feng Xinghe pushed back slightly, Mu Jialan raised the corners of his lips and looked at him, but the strength in his hands increased little by little.At the same time, he held a crystal-clear fruit in his mouth, and delivered it to Feng Xinghe's mouth without refusal, with a vague voice and a respectful attitude: "Please enjoy, my beloved... master."

The temperature of his palm spread to Feng Xinghe's skin through the thin deerskin, making him tremble involuntarily, but the pride in his temper did not allow him to avoid it.The eyes of the two fought fiercely in the air, and neither of them planned to take a step back.

In the next second, the carriage stopped slowly.

Cecilia opened the door of the outer car, and after listening to what the driver said, she turned her head and gently pulled a white ribbon by the wall.

The bell in the carriage made a crisp knocking sound.

The author has something to say:

Cecilia: I thought I would never come back to this continent, but I did not expect to come back two years later.

Cecilia: What I didn't expect was that the first thing I did when I came back was to mine!