Domestic personal assistant

Snow disasters, the words of sacrifices will always be fulfilled, Ivan looked at His Majesty the king in front of him, "Isn't it normal to snow in winter?"

"Ivan, this time is different. The priest said that he saw a piece of white snow, and all livestock would be frozen to death, as well as people." The king beat his hands together, "If you can store firewood and shelter before the snowfall comes—— "

"I see." Ivan waved his hand impatiently, "I will arrange someone to do it."

"Also, the most important thing." The king looked at Ivan, "You should supply the army first, not the farmers."

"With the army, the farmers can survive."

"Well, you are His Majesty." Ivan smiled.If you look carefully, Ivan is somewhat similar to the king. According to legend, Ivan is the illegitimate son of the old king and the duchess, but no one dares to mention it.

"I'll adjust it." Ivan turned his head and looked out the window, "How much longer?"

"I don't know, about a month after winter, other national priests will predict this, so we have to be prepared for war." The king likes to discuss things with Ivan, as long as he proposes, Ivan can do it good.

"War." Ivan chuckled, "It's the wind blowing in your ears by that prime minister again, be careful not to be used by others."

"I will tell the marshal that you will provide the military supplies this time." The king sighed, wondering why, "As for the prime minister, his worries are still related to the country."

"If you knew how much military supplies his caravan made every year, you wouldn't say that." Ivan squinted at the king, he didn't want to feel the king's embarrassment, this majesty wanted to kill him earlier than him Prime Minister, "When can we kill him?" This time the king doesn't want the Prime Minister to intervene in military supplies anymore, it seems that he is going to do it.

"After the snowstorm." The king smiled lightly, the worry from earlier was removed from his face, "if everything goes well."

"Actually, I would rather have him freeze to death in the snowstorm." Ivan stood up and sent the king out, tilting his head to look at the king. "The priest said, is the snow white? No place is spared?"

"At least he didn't see it in the prophecy." The king shook his head, not quite sure what Ivan meant.

"Darcy likes white." Ivan raised his lips and blinked.

"You wolf boy?" The king was discouraged. He knew that he couldn't expect any normal heart from this cold-blooded and weird guy. Obviously Ivan was the best candidate for prime minister, but he was really not suitable for a position of caring for the public.

"Yes." The smile on the corner of Ivan's mouth widened, and he said proactively, "If you feel that the role of the successor after the prime minister leaves is difficult, I can temporarily take over."

"Okay." The king didn't expect that Ivan would take the initiative to take over this mess, especially when he would be busy after the snowstorm. "What conditions do you have?"

"I want to build a snow castle and hire idlers and criminals to help me collect it, Snow White." Ivan smiled and patted the king on the shoulder, "I believe the people in the prison will be very useful by then."

After the king left, Ivan took Darcy to the territory to burn charcoal, cut down trees, and build shelters outside. At the same time, he recalled the plantation workers who had been on winter vacation to help the army build chariots and armor.

Darcy followed Ivan and ran back and forth, not understanding why His Majesty the King didn't feel sorry for their lord at all, and always brought such a heavy workload.

Halfway through Ivan's work, the prime minister in the capital finally received the news, and overturned the wine in front of him with a livid face, "It's this Ivan again."

Ivan has spoiled him many times, from the farmland he was looking for, to the commodity he wanted to speculate, to Ivan's disgusting expression and the flattery of those around him at every banquet, it is obvious that he He is the one who has bothered the country the most, why does he always get that Ivan.

"Prime Minister, the warning of the snow disaster has been spread, and the neighboring countries are also preparing." The staff looked at the Prime Minister, "Why don't we release the news, saying that the people in the country are panicked, and the military expenditure has been cut to store supplies. If the neighboring countries call, Ivan will definitely not be able to hold on. Then the Prime Minister will naturally be able to take his place."

"Wait another three days, and then release him." The Prime Minister gritted his teeth, "When his shelter is built, we can take it in for him."

Three days later, the person who was going to release the news saw the large number of foreigners pouring in at the border, and called the guards who guarded the city, "Why do you let so many refugees in?"

The guard Nahan said: "They are not refugees, my lord, they just came to visit Lord Ivan."

"Ivan? What does he want these people to visit?"

"The lord built a new underground labyrinth, manor and orchard apartments here, for the autumn harvest festival, my lord." The guard looked at the lord in front of him in disbelief, "Don't you know?"

The poor prime minister doesn't know that the king has blocked his news, and Ivan will not spend his money on a shelter that can be used in times of disaster.

"Let's stay and celebrate the Autumn Harvest Festival together. The city will be lively in two days, my lord."

It's going to be a big fun.

The celebration of the Autumn Harvest Festival caused a sensation in the three surrounding countries, and the kings who sent spies at the same time heard the increased guards on the city wall and the perfect shelter, and their teeth itch with hatred.

"Sir?" Darcy looked at Ivan on the terrace, "Aren't you going down to celebrate?" After all, it's the Autumn Harvest Festival.

"Come here." Ivan stretched out his hand, embraced the young man by his side, and showed him the stars in the sky, "Compared to the scenery below, I prefer the night of the Autumn Harvest Festival. There will never be a night sky with cloudy clouds. Every star is beautiful. The light emitted can be seen."

Darcy looked up at the starry sky, he was so absorbed in it that he had forgotten the scar on his jaw.Ivan smiled, looking at Darcy's eyes reflecting the starry sky, in fact, he already had the brightest stars around him.

Ivan's gaze became hot, Darcy came back to his senses, subconsciously covered the scar on his jaw with his hand, he even forgot. "Don't hide it." Ivan pulled Darcy's hand away and held it in his own for a moment. "Appreciating the starry sky requires you to learn to look up."

"I want you to know the beauty of this starry sky." In my territory, you can enjoy the most beautiful starry sky, and you only need to look up.Ivan looked up at the stars, "Actually, some stars have different colors, look carefully, they are always hidden in the corner, although they are magnificent, they are not dazzling, but when you find them, the joy they bring to you cannot be surpassed." Express it in words."

Darcy raised his head again, and the scar that spread from his jaw to the back of his neck was whiter than a silver moon under the starlight.

Just like this, Dulcey, just like this, don't hide your beauty.Ivan put his hand on the stone railing, but there was still the feeling of touch in his palm.