The King's Follower [Rebirth]

After a night's rest, when Edward woke up the next morning, what happened yesterday seemed to him a lifetime ago.Such an abrupt incident, after breaking free from the initial surprise, it is easy to strip the whole thing from memory, throw it aside, and no longer recall it.After all, for his father who is still alive, Edward has no expectations for the future of the two, and the resentment for the past is quickly ignored and buried deep in his heart. There are too many things around him that require his attention, and none of them are better than dealing with it. A father who has never been by his side in the past and does not intend to have any contact with him in the future is important.

Sir Knightley and his wife called on Edward at Hyacinth Park punctually at three o'clock in the afternoon.William was sent away to cultivate relationships with members of his mother's family, the Letterman family. They were going to visit an old friend of the Earl of Letterman in Aisha, and have afternoon tea with him, and they would not return to the manor until dinner .Now, it is August who stays with Edward to serve.

The afternoon tea was placed on an open-air balcony on the third floor of the manor. There was no sun here. Although the location was a bit off, it was just right enough to see the whole garden.

Edward remained calm, listening to the young Mrs. Knightley praising the famous water garden of Hyacinth Manor, occasionally matching two sentences, and then the topic turned to Edward's injured space.Edward originally thought that Mrs. Knightley's method of healing and maintaining space was just an excuse to meet, but he did not expect that the other party really took out a stack of bound parchment, on which was written one by one in neat and gorgeous cursive letters Methods, assumptions, and precautions for self-healing spaces.

Edward read a few pages, and his affection for Mrs. Knightley increased a lot in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, just smiled lightly, called the waiter to put this document in his room, and didn't say much What.Sir Knightley obviously wanted him to relax his vigilance, increase his goodwill towards them, and bring the relationship closer, so that he could control the overall situation.Lovely Edward just didn't want him to succeed.In this kind of confrontation, whoever reveals more will be led by the nose, whoever has more knowledge will be able to gain the upper hand, and the contest is who can hold his breath and who can control his own mouth .

Within the Liberal Party, very few people knew of Edward's life experience. After all, such an unexpected event, well controlled is a good hand, which can catch the King and the Conservative Party by surprise, and a good hand naturally cannot let too many people know.And Sir Knightley, as the leader of the party, belongs to these very few people who know the inside story.

August once reminded Sir Knightley that Edward was not an ignorant boy, he was far more mature than they imagined, and hoped that Sir Knightley could treat him with caution.Only Sir Knightley disagreed.It's not that he has never met the current crown prince, and knows a lot about him. Therefore, in his opinion, the crown prince who is less than 17 years old is just an ignorant boy who is ignorant of the world, with a simple mind. He has been the crown prince for more than ten years. But they haven't learned any political means. Now that they know their life experience, they don't know how panicked they will be. If they can get a way out, they will naturally follow the signposts given by them without hesitation. After all, apart from them Given the given path, how can he have other paths for him to choose.

Therefore, when I saw Edward calm and at ease, the old god was leaning on a comfortable chair, sipping black tea, eating tea, casually chatting with his wife about unnutritious topics, it seemed as calm as this Sir Knightley was very surprised when it was really just an ordinary afternoon tea.

Although it was well hidden, the surprise that flashed in Sir Knightley's eyes fell on Edward and August.The former sneered in his heart, and continued to discuss increasingly boring topics with Madam Sir.While August was out of sight of the crown prince, he gestured to Sir Knightley, suggesting that he take a step back and bring the topic to the topic they wanted to discuss as soon as possible.

Seeing that the rare afternoon tea time was about to be wiped out in boring chats, Sir Knightley had no choice but to step back and take the initiative to bring the topic back to the original theme of the afternoon tea.

Edward still only listened but did not speak.As the third most honored crown prince in the empire, no matter how ignorant he is in other aspects, Edward is still well trained in concealing his emotions, pretending to be calm, and maintaining a decent and reserved speech and behavior, so as to maintain the dignity and honor of the royal family .And the things he experienced during this period of time honed him even more inscrutable.Hearing the information revealed by Sir Knightley, for example, the church and the Liberal Party really colluded in everything as he thought, and several executives in the Liberal Party came from the Doherty Republic, and the senior generals of the empire Among them, how many people are already on their side, and so on.According to him, it seems that the Liberal Party has secretly controlled the whole country, and they can change the government just by waiting for an order.

This is of course impossible. Regarding their situation, Sir Knightley must have exaggerated. Edward can only screen by himself to extract the most authentic information as much as possible.But even knowing that there must be exaggerated remarks, Edward's heart is still ups and downs, but the more frightened he feels, the calmer his face becomes, and finally even a little tired, as if he was bored after sitting all afternoon Tired in general.

The bright sunlight changes the angle quietly, and the light reflected by the flowers also changes with the angle of the sun.Edward pressed his hat, covered his eyes, blocked the dazzling light reflected from the garden, covered a yawn with his fingers, then smiled slightly apologetically, and said, "Since I was injured, I always feel Tired, it's been a long time since I sat for so long. It's really a pleasure to chat with the two of you."

What should be said, Sir Knightley has almost said, so he made a gesture to his wife, Sir Knightley immediately smiled and said: "You are willing to give us the opportunity to have afternoon tea with you, really Our honor. I hope that I have provided you with a little help."

"You're very polite." Edward smiled and stood up holding August's hand.He invited Sir Knightley and Mrs. Knightley to stay for dinner, and then he was entertained by himself, while Edward himself retired to his room for a little rest.

August waited on Edward alone, changing him into comfortable civilian clothes.Edward lay down on the sofa, determined to study the parchment that Lady Knightley had brought.I just heard too much information, and my brain is still in a state of fever. It is not a good time to sort out my thoughts and thinking, so Edward decided to deal with it coldly, temporarily forgetting the chat just now, and make considerations and decisions when he calms down .But August did not leave, took the book, sat down at Edward's feet, and began to read.Edward glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and didn't say anything to drive him away.

Mrs. Knightley gave genuine experience on recuperating and maintaining the space, and Edward quickly got into it, thinking seriously about how to use it in his own space.His space is still barren, nothing can grow, even the herbal plants on the most special piece of land that can grow magic crystals are only left with their last breath, this state has been maintained for several months , the only thing that makes Edward rejoice is that these plants are not completely dead.

Edward read a thin booklet for a long time, and when he raised his head again, it was almost time for evening class.August sat at his feet, leaning on the armrest of the sofa, looking down at the book in his hand, his fine golden hair covered his eyes, and the twilight of the setting sun shone on his body, as if he had been caged A thin layer of orange-red yarn, quiet and picturesque.

Edward couldn't help but think of the cause of death he declared in his last life, feeling a little emotional in his heart, and asked softly, "What do you want?"

August raised his head and looked at Edward suspiciously: "What, Your Highness?"

"Why did you join them, to get revenge on Abros, for killing you?"

August smiled: "Yes. I don't want to die, so I have to rely on others. Since they have already killed me once, why should I have any family relationship with them."

Edward caressed the extremely smooth edge of the parchment, and asked, "What about after that? What about after you finish your revenge?"

August turned his head to look at him, his eyes were deep, like the sea at night, a giant beast surfaced quietly, and then lurked into the deep sea, leaving only a hallucinatory glance, "I think... it should be going to To live a life I never lived, to pursue people I never pursued, to realize dreams I never set out to plan."

Edward nodded: "Sounds good."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and a servant walked into the room, saluted the two of them, and said, "Bishop Idris is here to teach His Highness evening lessons."

Edward squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "Ask him to come in."

August put down the book in his hand: "How did this poor bishop offend you and make you so disgusted with him?"

Edward was taken aback. He didn't want others to know that Bryant was still alive. This was another clue. However, before he could answer, Bishop Idris had already entered the room and saluted Edward.