Same light

The next day, when Xiu woke up, someone was already lying on his side, playing with his hair.

"When did you come?" He asked a little confused.

"It's been a while."

As Alfred said, he lowered his head and kissed his forehead. His tall figure enveloped Xiu, and Xiu seemed to be enveloped by his powerful aura.

This made Xiu feel safe for a long time. He closed his eyes and murmured, "Sleep with me for a while."

He rarely makes such requests.

Alfred paused for a moment. He felt that Xiu seemed to have changed after coming back this time, becoming a little... dependent on him.

No, in fact, Alfred knew very well that Xiu had always relied on him, relying on him to support his life creed.It's just that before, this kind of dependence was rarely shown, and Xiu always wanted to play the strong side.

But now...

"Brother." Alfred called him softly, "Brother?"

Xiu half dreamed and half awake answered a single syllable.

"Does my brother... like me a little?" Alfred asked, he couldn't tell if he was talking to himself or asking.

In the nobility and the royal family, marriage has never had anything to do with love, especially childbearing.

As for Xiu, as long as it was something Alfred really wanted, he would always agree.He agreed to give birth to Alfred, agreed to marriage, he no longer tried to correct this special relationship, he almost accepted the courtship in its entirety.

To accept is to accept, and he never… responds.

Alfred held his breath nervously waiting for the answer, and he hadn't decided whether he wanted to hear the answer or not—he had heard too many negatives on Xuelixing.

However, he only heard Xiu's subtle and even breathing.

Xiu had fallen asleep again.

"I heard... His Majesty came from the Holy White Tower this morning."

In the middle of the meeting, during a short break, the Minister of the Interior suddenly said this.

"I remember that you are my Minister of the Interior," Alfred was inviting Marshal Stone to take a walk in the garden outside the hall. Hearing this, he looked up at the Secretary of the Interior, "not my housekeeper."

Already accusing him of crossing the line, the Home Secretary shuts his mouth in embarrassment.

He could hear that the emperor's accusation was quite mild, because he had sided with the royalists during the turmoil of the previous few weeks, otherwise, it would not have just been said lightly and ended.

After all, just in the first half of the meeting, the emperor had already convicted two cabinet ministers of corruption and dereliction of duty on the spot with ample evidence, and the real liquidation was far from formally started.

The colleague next to him bit the bullet and said: "Your Majesty, in fact, we want to ask you to clarify our doubts. You said in public yesterday that the Holy White Tower will share your glory. Does this mean that the Holy White Tower will..."

"It's not the Holy White Tower." Alfred corrected him, "It's the High Priest, and only this High Priest."

It turned out that the emperor did not intend to reform the relationship between the Holy White Pagoda and the Holy Golden Palace, but because of this special situation, he was planning to give a special award that was not hereditary... Many people just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the emperor continue : "After all, I can only marry one person. It is impossible for me to ask every emperor in the future to marry the high priest at that time. You are thinking too much."

The conference hall was terribly quiet, and everyone was stunned.

Are they thinking too much? !No!They think so little!

"Your Majesty—"

"This is something I want to inform you during the second half of the agenda." Alfred interrupted, "Gentlemen, I appreciate your professionalism, but now it is a mid-term break, and the generalissimo and I are going to go out to breathe , if you want to continue the discussion, feel free."

After he finished speaking irrefutably, he left the conference hall first.

Marshal Stone followed behind him silently.

Alfred was slightly puzzled.

He always felt that something was wrong with Marshal Stone's attitude towards him today.

It is true that the Generalissimo is still on his side, and he is very supportive of him at the meeting, but... for some reason, Alfred just has a feeling that the Generalissimo seems to be slightly indifferent to him.

He had thought that, as Marshal Stone was, he should have consolidated his merits by being more active at this most opportune time.

Alfred is very clear about how much the Generalissimo has done in the past few weeks and what a key role he has played. This situation is much more dangerous than it was two years ago, even for the Generalissimo. It's a dangerous gamble, and he's betting it all.

Why didn't he take advantage of the victory to pursue after winning the bet?

Turning these thoughts, Alfred sat on the garden bench, and he said gently: "Sit down, Marshal."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Marshal Stone sat down on the same bench, keeping a decent distance from the emperor.

"Aren't you going to ask something?" Alfred asked.

He just announced his marriage on the spot, and he is the only nephew of Marshal Stone.

Marshal Stone nodded and said, "Your Excellency the High Priest has already explained this plan to me in detail."

Alfred paused, what plan?

Xiu once briefly mentioned that he persuaded the Generalissimo and got the support of the Stone family, but he hadn’t had time to tell Alfred in detail how he persuaded—after all, there were too many things to say, and this Components are not that important.

"Well, that would be even better." Alfred nodded, "Where did he go?"

"After marriage, you will announce to the world that the child was born in response to the oracle, symbolizing that the ancient holy triangle will unite again in the new era to protect the empire."

The holy triangle, this name is no longer mentioned.It was the combined name of the three families of Combster, Stone, and Bai when the unified human empire was just established.Later, members of the royal family in Combust abandoned their surnames, implying that the country was their home, and only the offshoots kept their surnames; the Stone family retreated bravely and once withdrew from the center of power to avoid the suspicion of the royal family; the Bai family lived in the Holy White Tower The top has become a spiritual symbol of Kongyou reputation.

However, Alfred is not in the mood to lament the history now, he choked on what he wanted to say, and finally understood the reason for Marshal Stone's subtle indifference.

When he first learned that Marshal Stone was Xiu's uncle, he was somewhat embarrassed when facing the Stone family—after all, he put Xiu...and Xiu didn't do it voluntarily...

My good nephew got pregnant, after hearing such absurd things, no one will have a good face towards the perpetrator, even if in Xiu's narration, this is a plan discussed by the two, it's the same .

Unless it is a utilitarian and unfeeling person.

Marshal Stone certainly paid attention to family interests, so he still firmly occupied the top spot of the royalist party and firmly supported the emperor.But he was obviously not a heartless person, and he couldn't be courteous and enthusiastic to the emperor immediately after learning about this kind of thing.

Alfred changed his sitting posture a little uncomfortably, he was indeed a little guilty, and slightly annoyed by being offended.

The kids were not a plan, but an unexpected surprise.It wasn't for this purpose that they got married, it was just because he loved Xiu, that's all.

He understands that this is just a rhetoric for Xiuwei to win allies, and he will probably do this in the future to gain the support of the entire empire for Xiuhe and his child—but anyway, it is not pleasant to hear such words from others thing.

Alfred resolutely suppressed these feelings and continued to advance the conversation seemingly unaffected.

"Okay. Since the high priest has already revealed it, I won't repeat it." He said, "I invite you out to thank you for your loyalty to the royal family alone. To be honest, I didn't even expect you to have So much loyalty."

Now, it was Marshal Stone's turn to feel a little uncomfortable.

He only hesitated for a second, and said frankly: "Your Majesty, I am worthy of your praise. I must be honest, after I learned that the next crown prince has the blood of Stone's direct line..."

"No. You know better than anyone that I probably won't come back alive."

Marshal Stone did not speak, and Alfred continued by himself.

"While I was in a coma, you had already received information that I was seriously injured and in a very bad situation. Didn't you?"

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Don't be nervous." Alfred said, "Although I gave an order before I fell into a coma, no information should be leaked, but...if you have been in the military for so many years, you have not been able to cultivate a person who dares to defy the emperor. The person who ordered you to deliver the information, then I really have to doubt your ability."

He didn't sound angry, but Marshal Stone tensed up.

"I admire your ability, and I don't have to pursue this matter." Alfred said, turning his head to look directly at Marshal Stone, his golden pupils burning at some point, "But I think, since I'm already recovering, so it's like I almost shattered every bone in my body, my heart stopped for several minutes, and the doctor almost gave up a few times, things like that, there is absolutely no need for us to let more People—especially the High Priest—know. What do you think?"