The King's Follower [Rebirth]

"You've worked hard, Cousin Charlie." Edward wanted to withdraw his hand, trying not to show disgust.

"My benevolent master, won't you reward me with a glass of wine? It's because I've been on the road for three days." Marquis Condra's voice became more and more sweet.

Edward was in an irritable mood. If it was the past, he might still have the energy to flirt with this person, but now, he can only prevent himself from slapping this person in the face, and not make him too ugly. It's difficult.

Marquis Condra felt a little embarrassed. He could feel that the crown prince was trying to withdraw his hand, and the other party's eyes did not fall on him at all, and there was a slight resistance hidden on his expressionless face.

The valet standing next to the crown prince poured a glass of beer and handed it to Edward with a wink. Edward took the glass and stuffed it under the nose of Marquis Condra, with a stiff and perfunctory smile on his face, "Please, Charlie Tang Brother."

Marquis Condra let go of the crown prince's hand, took the wine glass and drank it down, then stood up naturally, and returned the wine glass to the valet.

"Happy New Year to you." Marquis Condra began to recite his congratulatory message, and the servant who followed him touched the gift, opened the gold-encrusted wooden box, and inside lay a golden cup inlaid with precious stones.

William stared at the man who was praising the Crown Prince with all his praises, gently pulled Elizabeth's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

Elizabeth leaned into his ear and said, "That's His Royal Highness's cousin, Charles Lancaster. His father is the Grand Duke Condela, the cousin of His Majesty the King. Because his father is a duke with royal blood, And he is the eldest son, the heir to the title, so he has the title of Marquis Condra from birth. When you meet him on a formal occasion as a close servant of the crown prince, you should address him as your lord, but in social occasions, you can call him He's a cousin."

"Do you think an illegitimate child is qualified to be called a cousin of a grand duke's heir?" Matthew popped up suddenly, "That guy with his tail up to the sky, when he was studying at the Military Academy of St. Solsis University, he brought The ten servants, when they were cultivating in beast form every day, asked his servants to scrub his scales by the way. Although he had already achieved the effect of cleaning his human body by cleaning his animal body, he just wanted to use this This is a way to attract the attention of others. Your Excellency William, how do you think he will react if you go up and call him cousin?"

"He is not allowed to react." Elizabeth calmly pointed out, "Because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has clearly called His Excellency William 'my dear brother' on formal occasions, if the Marquis of Condra makes any rude remarks to His Excellency William Or the action is indirectly disrespectful to the crown prince."

Matthew snorted: "Do you think that guy has enough IQ to consider these issues?"

"I don't know much about Marquis Condela. But no matter what, Lord William will definitely not be the one to blame in the end." Elizabeth said, and suddenly smiled, "Thank you for reminding me."

Matthew's face turned red: "It's inexplicable! Thank you!" He stretched his sleeves, coughed, and left in a hurry.

Elizabeth looked at the back of him leaving, smiled and said to William: "Look, as I said, Lord Matthew is actually a very good person, although sometimes he is really easy to talk and make people feel uncomfortable. ...William?"

William stared at Edward and his eyes with bulging eyes.The Marquis Condela had given his New Year gift, but he was still talking non-stop in front of the crown prince. He was wearing a well-fitting military uniform with wide shoulders and narrow waist, tight pants and knee-length boots wrapped around two straight legs. Long-legged, with a row of golden medals pinned to his chest, and fiery red hair poking out from the brim of a wide-brimmed top hat.With his handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, the sub-orcs in the living room couldn't help but look at him.

"What the hell is he going to do!" William complained impatiently, "talking on and on!"

Elizabeth chuckled: "Oh, I forgot that you don't know these things yet. The Marquis Condra is one of the unmarried ladies chosen by His Majesty the King for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The Marquis Condra is ten times stronger than the Crown Prince. He is now serving in the army, so he can only seize the little time he has now to develop a relationship with the crown prince."

"Your Highness doesn't like him!" William's tone was full of disgust and disdain, "Your Highness doesn't want to talk to him at all!"

Elizabeth paused, looked left and right, and whispered: "I think so too, look at His Highness's face, it's extremely ugly."

William felt that he was in a much better mood.He thought for a while, walked up to Edward and stood up, and said softly, "Your Highness, would you like something to drink?"

Edward has been tortured by Marquis Condela's boastful talk to the point of madness. He has never liked this cousin who is vain, uses too much force in every move, and always has a sticky attitude towards him, but he must and Several fiancées choose to maintain a friendly enough relationship, and maintain a balance among several people, no one is alienated, and no one is treated specially.

In the last life, when he was still the real crown prince, he could still hold back the discomfort in his heart, and pretended to be happy to talk to the Marquis Condra, but now, Edward couldn't even be polite on his face, and his brows slightly Wrinkled, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was full of impatience.It's really hard for Marquis Condela to still be able to say the sweet words he wanted to say in the face of the crown prince's outspoken dislike,

But now, hearing William's question, Edward seemed to be a drowning person who found a piece of driftwood, and immediately seized the chance to survive, nodded and said, "Good advice, I really feel a little thirsty." Then he looked at He glanced at the gate and asked, "How many people are there visiting my citizens at the gate? I must be exhausted after waiting for several hours. Just invite them in and prepare chairs and beer for them. It's not easy for them to come once. I need to talk to them more."

Marquis Condra swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking, and he also knew that the crown prince didn't want to listen to him, so he bowed and retreated.

It took almost the entire day to receive the subjects. It was not until evening that Edward, supported by his attendants, returned to rest on his feet. There was still a three-hour dinner in the evening. He would entertain all the nobles, ministers and Celebrities, and after the dinner, they will go to Blok Cathedral for New Year's Mass. The mass will last until four o'clock in the morning the next day. The main content is selected from various schools in Somerset that belong to the compulsory education Children give them performances, mostly singing hymns, or performing stories recorded in the Hadith.And after the mass, he couldn't rest. After returning to the castle, he would give New Year gifts to the servants working in the castle to thank them for their hard work.

Edward, who had put on his pajamas and was already lying on the bed, sighed. After calculating the time, he could still sleep for three hours.He was used to this kind of life since he was a child, but today, perhaps the reasons supporting him to continue doing this have loosened, and he finally felt tired for the first time.

August stood by the small table not far from his bed, lightly lighting a scent lamp for him to help sleep, and William stood on the other side of Edward's bed, hesitating whether to stay and watch with.

"Go to sleep." Edward said, "You still have a show tonight."

William looked at August warily, and the latter closed the cover of the aromatherapy lamp, glanced at him with a half-smile, and said to Edward, "Your Highness, I have something to tell you."

"His Royal Highness is going to bed." William said dissatisfied.

"It won't take a few minutes." August said bluntly, "Can you avoid it, Sir William? This is my private matter, and it is inconvenient for others to be present."

After the conversation with August some time ago, Edward thought about it carefully, and felt the provocations and hints in August's words and deeds, which made him have a lot of doubts about August.But after that conversation, August suddenly became quiet again, and he was his valet every day in an orderly manner, without saying anything that made people think about it.

Edward felt that his cousin, surnamed Ablos, was teasing himself. He must know something, but he just didn't tell you, and now, it seemed that he finally planned to loosen his closed mouth a little bit. sewn.

"Go to bed," Edward said to William, "or you won't be able to survive the night."

William stood there motionless, and August laughed softly: "Dear Sir William," he said in a slightly high-pitched tone, with a kind of frivolous naughtiness, "You insist on staying here, is it because I'm afraid What to do to the Crown Prince?"

"Be obedient, William." Edward could only follow August, "We may need to discuss the topic between the orcs. Even if you are not an adult, I am afraid it is not convenient for you to be present."

William reluctantly moved out of the bedroom and closed the door.August followed and locked the lock, then turned to look at Edward.

"So, what do you want to say?" Edward's tenderness and patience when he faced William just now disappeared without a trace, leaving only formulaic politeness.

August walked nimbly to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down beside Edward, and gently held his hand, "Your Highness." He pressed his ear, "Face me with this question every day." Don't you feel afraid of someone who will die tragically in two years?"

Edward felt that he was like a prisoner who was trapped by his hands and feet and hung up waiting to die. However, when the jailer untied the rope and threw him down to be dragged to the execution ground for execution, he could no longer feel the pain. Because of being tied up for too long, my whole body was already numb.

He knew that August was going to have a showdown with him, but he didn't expect it to start in this way. He felt that he should show shock, disbelief, and even fear, but in fact even he himself was only from six years later. He didn't have any violent mood swings, the only feeling he had was a vague "here it is" relaxation.