He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Oh, what a damn prince! If you don't work well, why don't you disturb the princess's work?"

The minister outside Hamor's office cursed angrily.

He originally wanted to come over to discuss the noble matter with Hamor, but he didn't expect to encounter this problem.

"As expected, he is the son of that king. His ability to eat soft food is unrivaled."

"What's so bad about inheritance? Do you have to inherit this?"

The minister left cursing, scolding all the eighteen generations of the previous king's ancestors one by one.

Bowen returned to the palace.

He stopped at the door of Da Si's royal chamber and hesitated for a while before asking the butler, "I heard he is sick?"

"Who's sick?"

The butler didn't respond and looked at Bowen in confusion.

Bowen was a little unable to scream. He was not mentally ready to call Da Siyu Ge.

"Are you asking His Majesty?"

Bowen looked very confused, and then the chief steward understood who he was asking.

Bowen nodded.

"Our Majesty is not sick! If he were sick, Lord Byrne would have called us to find a doctor in a panic," the chief steward said.

Bowen frowned after hearing this, "He's not sick?"

It was clear that when Hamol sent him a text message just now, he was talking about Da Siyu being sick.

The butler who was asked this question was a little unsure. He had just come to change his shift.

He asked the maid beside him, "Is Your Majesty sick?"

The maid blushed and shook her head wildly. She knew clearly that Bowen got up early in the morning and tormented Da Siyu, and Bowen was taken to the morning meeting.

But she couldn't tell this matter, and she would be beaten to death by Bain.

But she didn't mention the butler and Bowen who also noticed it. After all, her face was so red and she already had three hundred taels of silver in this place.

The butler is so embarrassed! He immediately knew that it was his master's fault, and also understood that Bowen had been arrested for the morning meeting. He quickly apologized for Byrne, "We adults have been enduring this for nineteen years. Your Majesty finally agreed. Your Majesty, who is so short-tempered, I'm afraid It was hard to leave the room."

Bowen frowned. Doesn't that mean that he has to help Da Siyu hold morning meetings these days?

"Don't worry, I will tell you about him when the master is finished."

How could Bowen believe the lie of the chief steward? The chief steward wished that Bai En would eat Da Siyu every day.

This, this, this, are you doubting me?

The butler, who was stared at by Bowen, felt very guilty. What he just said was just a delaying tactic. How could he disturb Byrne.

Bowen saw it clearly and was angry but had nothing to say. After all, he didn't dare to confront Byrne directly. He was a madman.

Bowen could only force himself to calm down and accept his fate and hold morning meetings for Da Siyu for a few more days.

Lan Ying stood aside, staring straight at Bowen's face as always without blinking.

Bowen saw something out of the corner of his eye and felt something was wrong for no reason. He didn't even bother to continue chatting with the butler, so he hurried back to his room opposite and slammed the door.

The butler was confused and glanced at Lan Ying.

What's going on? Why do I feel that His Highness Bowen seems to be afraid of Lan Ying?

Lan Ying stood at the door of Bowen's room without saying a word, standing straight with her hand on the sword at her waist.

There was no expression on her face. In fact, she had been wandering in her mind for a long time. There were already seven or eight beautiful young ladies in her mind. They were all holding on to Bowen's pants and clothes. A group of people were hiding behind Bowen, holding up their beautiful blue eyes, timidly and softly. Look at her.

Lan Ying felt her nose was hot, as if she was about to bleed, so she quickly covered her nose.

The butler looked at Lan Ying in confusion, scratching his head and not knowing why.

Bowen didn't know yet that he was being targeted. He was sitting in his desk looking down at the documents sent by Hamor.

The more he looked at him, the more his brows furrowed, and he finally understood why Hamor had sent him this. It was clearly to let him familiarize himself with how the royal family worked so that he could deal with an unexpected situation like today.

Thinking that Da Siyu couldn't go to the meeting because he was with Byrne, Bowen had a bad premonition for no reason. He felt that this kind of thing would happen often in the future.

"How can it happen so often that the entire royal family can really be left to me to manage?"

Bowen thought it was impossible, and his anger subsided a little.

Suddenly he stared at the closed door, holding his chin in a daze.

He still doesn't understand why Lan Ying keeps staring at him, and it makes him feel scared.

"It must be that I read the documents too late last night and didn't get a good rest. She might just be looking at me, and I'm trying to scare myself by thinking too much."

Bowen comforted himself and lowered his head to flip through the documents.

Da Siyu's room at this time.

Byrne was leaning against the bedside with one arm around Da Siyu's waist and the other hand looking at his phone, with a slight smile on his lips.

Because the knight reported to him that Hamor asked Bowen to hold the morning meeting instead of Da Siyu, the ministers had objections at first, but they were all convinced by Hamor's two words.

Byrne's smile grew wider, he knew that Hamol would not be able to escape in Berwyn.

Hamel was so smart that he could not have guessed that he would set his sights on Bowen.

Da Siyu was already weak, and in the cold weather, he couldn't bear to have Da Siyu get up early in the morning to attend the morning meeting, and had to deal with the exhausting work.

Da Siyu was spoiled. No matter how smart his brain was, he still had little practice. He may not be suitable for the position of king.

Bowen is different. He has been trained by Master He since he was a child to be a capable person who can assist He Jiao. He has strong ability to do things. He manages the royal family just right.

Byrne typed and asked the Cavaliers: Is Bowen angry?

Knight: He didn’t look angry. I felt that His Highness Bowen handled the matter very easily. During the whole process, the ministers looked at His Highness Bowen in surprise and liked him very much.

Byrne smiled again. If the ministers are satisfied with Bowen, then Da Siyu will be able to be the boss.

Da Siyu, who was sitting on Byrne's lap with his back to Byrne, put the back of his hand on his nose and clutched his nightgown while blushing.

Byrne had been looking at the phone for several minutes, just leaning against the bed and holding his waist without moving.

Da Siyu was angry and ashamed. How could anyone read text messages at this time?

But he knew that Byrne must have something serious to do when he was looking at his phone at this time, and his anger subsided.

He was in urgent need of urination but was too embarrassed to ask Byrne to carry him to the bathroom. He could only blush and bite his lip as he stood up from Byrne's lap. He endured the pain, pulled the nightgown that had fallen to his waist, got out of bed, and trudged to the bathroom.

Bai En never expected that Da Si Yu would leave on his own. He hurriedly sent the text message and threw the phone on the quilt. He opened his nightgown and exposed his strong eight-pack abs and long legs and quickly got out of bed. He stepped forward and picked up Da. Si Yu.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Byrne frowned and looked down at Da Siyu in his arms. He was worried that Da Siyu's legs would be weak and he would fall.

"You're not busy."

Da Siyu blushed and spoke softly.

His long blond hair was a little messy as he was being held by Byrne, as was the silk nightgown that was draped around him. The coat followed Byrne as he moved around, and those who didn't know thought that Byrne was holding a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"No matter how busy you are, it's not as important as you."

Byrne said that he was going to carry Da Siyu to the sink, thinking that Da Siyu wanted to wash up.

Da Siyu hurriedly grabbed Byrne's nightgown to stop him.

Byrne stopped and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to wash up?"

Da Siyu immediately shook his head, his face turned red, and he was really embarrassed to tell Bai En that he had an urgent need to urinate.

Byrne suddenly laughed, turned around and walked to the toilet with Da Siyu in his arms.

Being seen through, Da Siyu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He covered his mouth with his hands and looked aside, not daring to look at Byrne.

"Why are you so shy with me?"

Byrne placed Da Siyu on the marble floor.

Da Siyu, who landed on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought Byrne would leave him when he put him down, but he didn't expect Byrne to pick him up again and face the toilet the way the child went to the bathroom.

Da Siyu, who was wearing a half-dressed nightgown and was messy and embarrassed, was immediately familiar with him. He covered his face with his hands and his whole body was burning. How could Byrne, a grown man, hug him like this? He was so shameless.