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"I thought you would at least make things difficult for them for a while longer," Xiu said.

The two walked on the carpet in the main hall of the Holy Gold Palace, and Alfred personally supported Xiu.

"I did think about it," said Alfred, "but having them stay with my cousin in prison may not help tomorrow's negotiations."

Xiu was very pleased, but also a little distressed, and said, "You have grown up."

He prioritized the interests of the country instead of just venting his personal anger—although this should be a basic quality for the emperor, Xiu still thought that Alfred had been wronged.

"It doesn't matter, we will get along for a long time in the future. The reason why Mr. President stays with me is not only the Duke of Houghton." Xiu squeezed Alfred's hand comfortingly, his tone was very gentle, but his eyes were cold , "There is plenty of time... fight slowly."

Rather than saying that Alfred failed to vent his anger, it was better to say that Xiu himself failed to vent his anger.In his opinion, hurting Alfred like that is far from something that can be recovered at the negotiating table afterwards.

"Brother, be happy." Alfred hugged Xiu, bowed his head and whispered to him, "So far, the plan has gone smoothly, hasn't it? We got the desired result, and the other party was forced to abandon their own support It’s a dark chess game—haha, we should be grateful to my father for revealing to you that my cousin has contacts with the Federation.”

At the end, Xiu frowned slightly and said, "Don't call him father, he doesn't deserve it."

"But he is your biological father. Then what should I call him?" Alfred said indifferently, "Father is not a sacred title."

"We have already become fathers." Xiu said disapprovingly.

Alfred was taken aback, and it took a few seconds before he finally remembered that he already had a son, and more than one.

"You're right, father is a sacred title, you can't just call it casually." He straightened his face and said seriously, "That man is not worthy to be our father."

Because he suddenly remembered the existence of his son, Alfred decided to go and see his son on the spur of the moment.

The two went to the baby room in the main hall together.

It was originally a few rooms prepared by the old emperor when he planned to have another child. Alfred refurbished them so that the twins could live in them when they were babies.

Today, the main space in this area adopts dreamy pink and purple wallpaper and furniture, and the cribs are custom-made in pairs, one pink and one purple.Before Carlo and Carlin were born, Alfred had been fantasizing about wearing a pink dress for the two children and a purple dress for the other. He had also thought about which one should be pink and which should be purple for a long time.

Anyway, now Karim is lying in the purple cradle.

Three middle-aged maids were watching over Karin to sleep, and when they saw the emperor and empress coming in, they got up and saluted silently.

Alfred stepped forward, put his hands under the baby's armpits, eagerly lifted Carlin out of the cradle, and was startled by the soft feel.

Xiu and the maids were also taken aback, Xiu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, put it down quickly, he is about to wake up."

He said it was late.

Carlin was woken up and twisted, trying to break free from the restraints. He was too small and too soft. Alfred didn't dare to use force, and couldn't hold him for a while, so he quickly put him back.

As soon as he put it down, he began to cry.He had just come out of the incubator, and his voice was thin, not too noisy. Alfred looked at it with interest for a while, and asked the oldest maid: "How long will he cry?"

Every baby has a different temperament, this child has just been handed over from the doctor to the maid, and has been in the hands of the maid for less than a day, how can the maid be sure of such a thing.

But it's always right to cuddle a baby when it cries.At the maid's suggestion, Alfred gently pushed the cradle, trying to stop the crying of the youngest son so that he could try to pick him up again.

Xiu didn't participate, but called up a few photos from his handheld, and frequently compared the newborn Alfred and Karim in the photos.

Babies do have lighter hair, Alfred was a light blonde when he was born, and Carlin looks like little Alfred in the photo now.

It seems that the two brothers can inherit Alfred's golden hair.

Xiu put away the handheld, quite satisfied with it.

Alfred's patience faded quickly, he shook the cradle for a while, and when he saw that Carlin's crying did not stop, he became impatient.

"Well, the preparations here should be very complete. If there is anything the prince lacks, you should tell me in time." He looked around and said, and stood up, "Okay, we still have to go and see his brother—you can take over."

After finishing speaking, he dropped Karin who was made to cry by him, and took Xiu to see Carlo next door.

Carlo is still in the incubator.

Unlike Karin who had already put on small clothes, he was still naked, so that he seemed to be a circle smaller than Karin.

Alfred walked around the incubator twice, but he didn't knock on Carlo's box.

It seems that one of the two children is now outside the box and the other is still in the incubator. Witnessing such a significant difference made him more aware of the difference in their physical fitness.

While Xiu was talking to the doctor in a low voice, Alfred leaned over to observe his eldest son. Suddenly, Carlo opened his eyes as if he sensed someone staring at him.

Instead of crying as soon as he woke up like many babies do, he lay quietly, blinking and observing the people outside the box.

Two pairs of pale gold eyes met.

"Brother!" Alfred yelled in a low voice, "Come on, brother! He's looking at me!"

Xiu walked over and stood side by side with Alfred. The baby in the box moved its head slightly and looked at the newcomer.

For some reason, Xiu and him looked at each other, and suddenly felt a kind of familiarity.Violent, but familiar.

At first, he thought it was because it reminded him of a newborn Alfred.However, in fact, Alfred was only seven years old when he was born, and today he hardly remembers the details of the baby's appearance, and even the hair color has to be determined by photos.

After a while, Alfred said happily: "Brother, they look a lot like you."

It was only then that Xiu realized where the familiar sense of disobedience came from.

Carlin was crying and couldn't see clearly, but Carlo was very quiet, which made his appearance and expression extraordinarily like his own.

One with Alfred's eyes, Alfred's hair, but... looks like his own baby.

Xiu took a step back, as if suddenly discovering this fact in surprise: this is not only Alfred's son, but also his own.

"They are more like you." Xiu said.

He himself didn't know why he subconsciously replied such a sentence.

"The Minister of Culture has asked me to discuss something, and I'm going back to prepare."

Xiu said abruptly, and left in a hurry without waiting for Alfred to say anything.

He had just walked out of the nursery when an attendant came out from behind and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, Your Majesty wants me to help you go back."

Ever since Xiu was able to get out of bed and walk, he was supported by Alfred himself, but now, he only sent one attendant out.

Between his son and Xiu, he chose to stay with his son.

This was the first time that Alfred actually chose someone else between him and others.For Xiu, this has never happened before.Whether it is to assist him, deal with him, or conquer and possess him, Alfred's attention will always be only on him.

But not now.Alfred's attention was taken away.

Xiu only felt that his mood had sunk to the bottom, and his tone had dropped to freezing point uncontrollably.

"No need." He said, ignoring the attendant's follow, turned and left.