British 1986

Prince Hussein pretended to be very casual and called Princess Haya who was hiding aside and watching the sea alone.

Princess Haya walked to Prince Hussein, glanced at Allen, her face turned red, and she lowered her head shyly. She was holding a glass of red wine in her hand, and the surface of the wine was slightly sloshing, showing that she was Feeling a little nervous.

Allen squinted his eyes, looked at Princess Haya, and then at Prince Hussein. His mind turned slightly. There was something wrong with the atmosphere. Prince Hussein seemed to be making plans for himself. .

"Sir Allen, Haya and I have a very good relationship, but I am usually too busy and don't have time to come to London to see her. If she needs anything at school in the future, can you please help her more?"

Prince Hussein patted the shoulder of Princess Haya next to him. When he put his hand on her shoulder, he also squeezed it hard secretly. This sister had already agreed before she came, so why was she so timid when she saw her in person? Already?

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Allen looked at their little actions and was slightly surprised, good boy, you are playing this trick too.

"I will ask my butler to give Haya a business card later. If you have anything to do in London in the future, you can call me, but it may not be possible recently. I have been expelled by Her Majesty the Queen and cannot go within half a year. London."

"Hahahahaha!"

After hearing Allen's last words, Prince Hussein burst into laughter. He knew this treatment, but he was very envious of this punishment. Look. Even though he is young and his territory is remote, he dares to kill people in London, and he still kills people. He was a dead man, but he only received such a painless punishment in the end. This can completely represent Allen's identity. Most people don't get this kind of treatment.

"Sir, you and my sister are not much different in age. I heard that you are not married yet. If you have a chance, you should consider my sister. She often mentions you to me."

Prince Hussein seemed to be joking, and made such a joke on the back of the donkey.

"Haha. I have too many things at home now. I am usually too busy. I have no time to deal with some of my own problems. A few days ago, His Highness also introduced me to the eldest princess of Norway, but I haven't had time to contact her yet."

Allen showed no expression on his face and rejected Prince Hussein without any trace, and then nodded at him with words.

Although the Norwegian royal family is poor, its status is not comparable to that of the current Jordanian royal family. Allen directly brought up Boss Cha and said that the eldest princess of Norway who was introduced to him by Boss Cha personally used this word to block Prince Hussein. Q.

"Oh?. That's such a pity, but with your current achievements, your attraction to the opposite sex is probably not very strong. As an admirer of yours, my sister can still have some opportunities, right?"

Prince Hussein seemed to not understand Allen's words, so he opened his mouth and settled the matter. Anyway, Allen is not married, who knows who he will marry in the future?

As long as there is still a chance, he will have to work harder. It just so happens that he can use this as an excuse to strengthen the connection between him and Allen. As long as the two parties get along for a while, they will slowly give him benefits.

At the moment, Prince Hussein subconsciously thought of the secretary. He could pursue her first, and maybe he could also strengthen his relationship with the earl through this secretary. He would accomplish multiple things with one stone.

This was the surprise of his visit to London.

A convoy was driving back to the manor, Xiao Shitou drove the car himself, and he and Allen were the only two people in the car.

Allen was sitting in the back seat, leaning on the back seat with his eyes closed, his right hand on Erlang's raised leg, and his index finger tapping his thigh.

He was thinking about some things at today's banquet.

Today I just invited the other party to a lunch and then sent someone to take them back.

But that Prince Hussein was at the banquet today, and there was always a sense of urgency when the two of them chatted.

Alan couldn't figure out what he was anxious about.

Logically speaking, based on what Allen learned from the information, Prince Hussein's current situation should be as stable as an old dog. He has a more fiery personality and likes military affairs.

But with his performance today, Allen always felt as if he had overlooked something.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Allen's mind, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Stone."

"You said Master!"

"I remember that the old king was not mentioned in the information you gave me about Prince Hussein, right?"

"No."

"Go back and collect information about the old king, by the way."

Allen touched his chin. He felt that there was something wrong here, so he added another sentence.

"By the way, I'm collecting information on Hussein's younger siblings."

"Okay, young master. But it may take some time to collect information on so many people."

"Well, collect as much as you can, don't be in a hurry."

After Allen finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and leaned on the back seat to rest.

"Welcome home, Master!"

Hu Te waited outside the lobby with a smile. As soon as Allen got off the car, he bent down to send greetings, and then handed Allen a casual-looking envelope with both hands.

"what?"

"This is sent by Butler Capel. It is a handwritten warrant for you by His Highness."

Hu Te looked at Allen with a smile. Every time Allen made friends with outsiders, he was happiest. Even if the other person was just a prince from a small country, Hu Te was also very happy. This meant that the young master's connections were getting wider and wider, and his influence was The power is getting stronger and stronger. Even the warrant given by His Highness to the young master was handwritten by His Highness. What does this mean?

This is the future of the Hill family and the proof of my young master’s status in His Highness’s heart!

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Allen took the envelope, tore it up casually, put the scraps of paper into Huter's hand, and took out a small card from the envelope. The content on it was very simple, asking him to arrive at Hagrid before three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Love Manor to pick up William and Harry.

I thought these two little brats could stay there for a few more days. Who knew that in just a few days, the gathering within the royal family would be over?

He put away the envelope and casually confessed: "Before three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, His Highness asked me to pick up William and Harry. You can arrange a vehicle."

"Okay, Master!"

Alan couldn't even remember how many times he had traveled between Carmarthen and Highgrove Manor.

After lunch, I got in the car and rushed here. I would rather arrive early to save time if something unexpected happens on the way.

But when he arrived outside the main building of the manor, as soon as he got off the car, Allen was attracted by a large mattress.

At the entrance of the main building, a large mattress was just abandoned outside the door, covered with dust.

In a place like this, it's a bit unusual that no one cares about something like this.

"Your Excellency, are you here?"

After receiving the call, Butler Capel came down to wait for Allen. Seeing him staring at the mattress, Capel looked a little embarrassed, but there were some things he couldn't say, so he could only forcefully change the subject. : "His Highness is still painting in the garden, how about I take you directly to see His Highness?"

"Um"

Allen looked at Capel's face and then at the big mattress. When the two were just talking, there was a faint loud noise upstairs.

"Let's go!"

Allen didn't care either. Maybe William and Harry were having a fight?

"Your Highness! I'm here."

Allen saw Boss Cha from afar. At this time, Boss Cha was dressed in country casual clothes. There was an easel in front of him, a brush holder at his feet, a paint box on his lap, and a huge paintbrush in his left hand. With a round palette and glasses, he stared at the small garden in the distance while painting.

A group of black little hens with white spots on their bodies were leisurely catching bugs in the garden.

Allen's voice suddenly interrupted the artistic conception at this time. Boss Cha turned his head in disgust, lowered his head slightly, glared at Allen through his glasses with a sullen face and said: "Sit down for a while, wait for me to finish painting! "

"Hey! You continue, you continue, I will learn."

Allen looked around and saw that there was no place to sit next to him. There was only something like a small toolbox behind Boss Cha. He knew that this thing could hold pencils, knives, watercolor pens and other toolboxes, and the quality was high. Very good, you can sit!

Carrying the small toolbox and sitting next to Boss Cha, Allen watched Boredly as Boss Cha painted.

What he painted was not an oil painting, but a type of watercolor painting. Allen didn't quite understand it.

But Boss Cha’s painting skills are pretty good. Looking at the things in the painting, you can clearly tell that the flowers are flowers and the chickens are chickens. The level is much higher than the work report Allen drew for the Queen a few days ago. few!

"oh"

Harry held a slingshot in his left hand and an egg in his right hand. He was followed by a hen chasing him, running past Alan on his short legs.

Just as Boss Cha was about to get angry, he looked up and continued painting as if nothing was wrong.

After a few minutes, "Oh"

Harry was chased back by the hen again.

Allen waved to Harry: "Why are you running? Come here."

"Cousin. He always chases me."

Harry felt a little aggrieved. As soon as he picked up an egg, the hen chased him and pecked it, even more fiercely than his cousin's chicken.

"Show me what you got."

Allen got started directly, snatched the small slingshot from Harry, and weighed it in his hand. The weight was just right, mainly because it was made of wood, and it could be seen that it was not made from a large piece of wood. , but made from a natural tree branch.

Such a thing. Although Allen was already old, he still fell in love with this exquisite little slingshot the moment he saw it.

"Okay, you go and play."

Allen directly shot Harry's slingshot, and then started chasing people away.

"Woo. Give me the slingshot."

"Um?!"

Seeing Harry grinning and getting ready to cry, Allen frowned and hummed softly. Upon seeing this, Harry immediately stopped crying, sniffed, and looked at Allen with an aggrieved look. , and then looked at Boss Cha next to him. Seeing that Boss Cha ignored him, he could only glare at Allen cautiously. The moment Allen just raised his right hand, he ran away again with short legs.

The naughty kid finally left. Boss Cha secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Allen was still useful sometimes. He slightly curled his mouth and just dipped the paint on the palette with his pen. The tip of the pen touched the paper lightly, and suddenly there was a rooster crow. , Boss Cha’s hand holding the pen shook subconsciously, and a long red line ran from top to bottom, destroying the entire picture!

"Alan!"

Boss Cha turned his head with an angry look, and happened to see Allen sitting on his small tool box, holding the slingshot he just snatched from Harry's hand carelessly, and killed the little hen that had just chased Harry!

At this time, because of the tragic situation of this little hen that suddenly died, several other little hens in the distance were frightened, and the whole garden was in a panic.

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Their eyes met, and Allen looked at Boss Cha with an embarrassed look.

"Your Highness, I just took a casual aim, and I don't know why the shot was so accurate. I said it was the chicken that deliberately hit the stone I shot out. Do you believe it?"

"How many of my chickens did you eat last time? I just raised them! I have a name for each of them. How old is little Martha?! Do you believe it or not? As soon as you come to me, my chickens The chicken is going to die!”

Boss Cha gritted his teeth and looked at Allen, who was holding a slingshot and looking at him with an innocent expression.

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Looking at this thing, Boss Cha threw the pen into the bucket, glanced at the painting that he could no longer have, then looked at the dead little Martha in the distance, sighed, and scratched his head.

"Your Highness. Then I will take William and Harry home now. It is getting late."

Allen looked at the blue sky and white clouds and told lies with his eyes open.

"Why"

Boss Cha sighed again, touched his pants with his hands, and just stared into the distance.

Just when Allen was about to become impatient, Boss Cha said abruptly: "The Queen agreed to our separation. She is moving. Did you see it when you came?"

"???"

Oh. This is big news. The Queen actually agreed?

Allen didn't expect it to happen so quickly, but Boss Cha didn't look very happy.

Separation can be regarded as a cooling-off period before divorce, but after the cooling-off period, it doesn't mean that everything is gone. If the two of them could calm down, they would not have reached this point in these years.

And now, according to Allen's estimation, it is most likely to be a foreshadowing. The Queen only agreed to Princess Anne's divorce a few days ago. It has only been less than a month. If she agrees to investigate the boss again, it will be too intensive and too frequent. The royal family cannot afford to lose face like this, it's like getting a divorce as a team.

Therefore, there is a high probability that they will separate completely first to pave the way for a formal divorce in the future.

"I saw a mattress missing by the door."

"Well let her be."

Boss Cha was a little melancholy, the relationship was gone, but in his opinion, the separation was just in name, and everyone could live apart openly, without seeing each other. But now that Diana has returned to the manor, she will use all of them. All the things he had passed were thrown out, which made Boss Cha feel a little nostalgic for others.

Even if he was no longer a thing, seeing the furniture that he had prepared for the two of them before, Boss Cha also recalled some things that happened when the two were in love and newly married a few years ago. However, in order to avoid staying in the house and quarreling, he hid out Painting, who knew, the painting was almost finished, but in the end it was influenced by Allen and destroyed by his own hands.

Boss Cha looked at the painting in front of him, and his thinking was a little stretched. No matter what the reason was, the painting was finally destroyed by the brush in his hand. It was just like his marriage, which was also destroyed by his own hands. Could this be Life?

"Alan, what happened to the plan you mentioned some time ago?"

Boss Cha stared at the painting, slowly narrowed his eyes, and asked another question that surprised Allen.