Before he was crowned king II

"Lambert, I need you to collect the evidence concerning Viscount Carle's attack on the gendarmerie as soon as possible.

Although no one will pursue Prince Diffen's escape from the Gray Tower now, Viscount Carle's crime is a hidden danger that must be eradicated for the queen and the empire. "

Mars stood by the desk and arranged the next work arrangement in an orderly manner.

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm going to prepare now." Lambert nodded slightly and stepped back.

"This year is destined not to be peaceful, and I am afraid that there will be many more wars in the recent period..."

In the middle of Mars's speech, he suddenly changed the subject, "Xion, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, Your Highness. I am listening carefully."

"But why do I feel that you seem to be a little absent-minded?" Mars raised his head and looked at the blond young man beside him, "Your eyes are not even on my side."

"Sorry, Your Highness." Sean apologized slightly, and asked softly, "Your black tea should be ready, I'll go get it for you now."

Sean is a focused person, but His Royal Highness Mars did not wrong him today, and his concentration is indeed not as concentrated as before.

This is an unavoidable situation.

If someone is sitting not far from you, like a juggler, constantly conjuring all kinds of exaggerated food from the table, and then chewing slowly while humming a tune with red wine, you will inevitably be distracted by it.

"Wait a minute..." Mars frowned and stopped him, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, Your Highness." Sean's throat rolled, and the scene in his vision at this moment was completely different from what His Royal Highness saw.

"Would you like a piece? It's just baked," the voice only he could hear asked casually.

Herrell sat on the sofa elegantly and comfortably holding a silver knife and fork in both hands. The wooden tea table in front of him, which originally had a fruit plate for guests, had become a high table covered with white cloth. The little white cow was lying on the huge silver tray.

Sean frowned, because Mars was still by his side, he couldn't speak, and had to pretend to turn a blind eye to everything he saw.

"You'll be looking at the sofa after a while, is there anything on it that you care about?"

Mars took a step and seemed to be heading towards the sofa, but the voice brought Sean back to reality.

With a snap, someone laughed, and the silver knife went straight into the bull's head.

"The food is fake, and the tableware is real. Also, I don't like to sit side by side with humans." Heller seemed to be talking to himself.

The table knife slashed in the air, and he held the handle of the knife with his backhand, skillfully breaking open a large piece of breast meat on the calf's body.

"His Royal Highness Mars." Sean exhaled inaudibly, and took a step forward just to block the way of His Royal Highness.

"What's wrong with you? Sean..." Mars stared at the young man in front of him, "I think you can tell me the truth."

"I'm very sorry, Your Highness, I must confess that I've been a little restless recently." Sean lowered his head slightly.

"Uneasy? Why?" Mars approached.

Sean raised his left hand wearing the silver ring: "Because... the gift you gave me that night."

"Does it burden you?"

"No..." Sean didn't express his opinion immediately.

"Since it feels too heavy, why do you have to wear it on your hand?" Mars' face was a little gloomy.

"Because you personally wore it for me, and your name and name are engraved on it." Sean said, "As a servant, I dare not make any claims."

"I allow you to take it off at any time, is that okay?" Mars felt inexplicably uncomfortable, no matter in what aspect, he never bothered to use the measure of "robbery".

He thinks he has a good enough upbringing, except for the throne, everything else doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, and his mentality can basically achieve "work hard to get it, and give it up calmly".

It's not that I didn't think about the possibility of being rejected.But the young man in front of him is an exception. If he can't get it, he may feel unwilling...

Would it be useful to use the identity of a servant to threaten the other party to agree?But in an instant, Mars had already thought of several dirty methods similar to this without grace.

"I thought you wanted me to wear it all the time."

"Not everyone can wear this ring, and you know my name is engraved on it."

Mars turned his body, and the shadow covered most of his expression, "Only those who belong to me can have it."

"I am your squire."

"Xion, you are a smart person." Mars sighed, as if a little tired, "You understand what I mean by "belonging"...blood, flesh, bone, skin, and even every root Hair all belong to each other, from body to soul, share a relationship with each other. "

"Do you want me to be your lover?"

Mars' shoulders trembled slightly.

"To put it bluntly." Mars has never experienced stage fright. He was able to speak eloquently in front of a large group of people when he was a few years old, but now he doesn't want to continue this topic, "But you said That's right, nothing wrong."

Will Sean agree?His heart was beating clearly, without any certainty.

"Your Highness, I have never had such a relationship with anyone else." Sean completely ignored the cold snort coming from behind.

Mars' eyes drooped slightly, and he realized that he might be rejected.

"So, I worry about whether I can be a qualified lover." Sean said softly.

Mars was stunned, and when he realized the meaning behind this sentence, the corner of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and then quickly restrained his exposed emotions.

"You don't need to worry about this kind of thing." Mars turned to the young man again, and raised his right hand, "You don't have to feel restrained or try to please me, I value you first."

"You can take it as that I need a legitimate reason to be able to reasonably express my desire to treat you better than now."

Brilliant words.Although he holds the initiative strongly in every word and deed, he unexpectedly takes care of the feelings of the other party.Sean felt a little emotional in his heart.

"I hope you can always stay where I can see it." Mars looked gentle.

There are also necessary etiquettes for each other as lovers.Sean took the hand that was stretched out in front of him, leaned down and kissed the back of the other's hand lightly.

"I will accompany you and look in the same direction with you." Sean finished speaking softly, and slowly straightened his body.

Herrell stood behind His Royal Highness Mars holding the shiny silver tableware, her delicate face seemed to be frosted, expressionless and inviolable.

Sean was stunned, it was rare to see Herrell showing such a solemn and haughty expression.He didn't know when the other party walked from the sofa to this position.

"Can I give you a hug first?" Mars said softly, "Just a hug."

"Of course, I'll follow your orders." The two gradually approached and hugged each other like close friends, and in the process, Sean had to keep a close eye on the figure behind Mars.

"What are you going to do?" Sean moved his lips silently, knowing that Herrell could understand what he meant.

Herrell raised his right hand holding the table knife, and the tip of the table knife was pierced with a brown chunk of beef.

"Don't worry, I won't disturb you." Herrell's tone was non-negotiable, "Eat it."

Sean stared at those rose-colored pupils, saw the other party's attitude of not giving up until he reached his goal, and finally opened his mouth.

An extremely pungent sour taste spread in his mouth, Sean's pupils shrank slightly, and his temples throbbed violently.

Is this the means by which the "gods" take revenge on humans?It's really low level.

"In the future, when you have no classes, I will take you to the palace." Mars let go of his hand, took a step back, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Why do you have a weird expression?"

"It's nothing, I'm just flattered." Sean raised his hand to cover it, and swallowed the contents of his mouth forcefully. He glanced at the reception coffee table that had returned to normal with his peripheral vision.

What Herrell gave him was not beef, but wild grapes in a fruit bowl for appetizers.

San Via Palace, Imperial Palace.

After the meeting ended, all the participants left one after another.Soon, only Queen Carina, Knight Wood and Duke Oscar, who had not expressed any attitude, were left in the huge hall.

"Wood, you go out first." Her Majesty said.

"Your Highness..." Knight Wood looked at the man who was still sitting.

"Stand back, I want to have a private word with the Duke." Queen Karina ordered, "No one is allowed to come in and disturb."

"Yes..." Knight Wood stepped back and closed the golden door tightly.

"During the time you came back from the Northern Territory, are you still used to living in the capital?" Karina spoke first, and unlike the others, she used the honorific "you" to the man.

"Because of His Majesty's concern, there is nothing unaccustomed to it. The weather here is very good, there is no snow or frost, and even the flowers, plants and trees can live better." Duke Oscar replied.

"I remember that you have always liked all kinds of plants. From now on, you will stay in the capital forever."

Queen Karina said, "The end of the north is the land of exile, and I'm afraid it will be even more unsuitable for raising flowers and plants in the future."

"The blooming of flowers does not depend on the environment, but out of one's own will. Even in the severe winter, there are flowers that are willing to bloom and evergreen trees."

"Do you think the results of today's meeting are correct?" Queen Karina continued.

"Your Majesty, when I voted with a show of hands, I was in favor." Oscar said lightly.

"However, you didn't speak from the beginning to the end of the meeting." Queen Karina insisted, "I want to hear your real thoughts."

"Your Majesty, you are the supreme leader of Saint Via, not the noble queen who was once at a loss. Since you recalled Princess Tisifeng to the capital, the entire empire can sense your urgent wish."

"I'm sure you've figured out what this decision means," Duke Oscar said.

"It's probably a habit developed in the past. If you approve of this decision, I will be more confident in my judgment."

Queen Karina leaned back in her chair, "It is not a trivial matter to start a war. This is something that my husband Salfid III has no courage to do. Now my words will affect thousands of people in this world." destiny."

"As long as there is a war, people will die." Duke Oscar paused, "Whether sacrifice is meaningful or not depends on the purpose of the war."

"You know how much I've put my heart and soul into Fern. As much as I try to be fair to all kids, there's something special about him. He's my first child."

Queen Karina closed her eyes slightly, as if caught in her own memories, "I was only 16 years old when I was pregnant for the first time, and I was still a noble queen who could not stand firmly in the palace.

I need to give birth under the witness of all the nobles. While enduring the pain and humiliation, I also desperately pray that I will give birth to a healthy and safe child, and it is best to be a boy. "

Queen Karina sighed faintly, "It has something to do with my dignity as a queen. At that time, the king already had at least three mistresses, and they were all watching me give birth, oh. By the way, I forgot, you It seemed to be there at the time."

"Yes, you were so brave that you didn't even make a sound."

"Because I bit my own lip at that time. As queen, I must always be graceful and calm, even when I have children."

"In the past, you were a qualified queen..." Oscar said, "Now you are a great majesty."

"It is largely because of your selfless help that I became the great Queen of St. Via.

When those arrogant men were clamoring for my ignorance, slandering me for not having read a single book and not being able to read a word, only you stood firmly by my side, proved my innocence, and did my best for me. "

Queen Karina looked at Duke Oscar, "I will always remember this precious friendship in my heart."

"I'm just assisting you to be crowned king according to the king's last wish." Oscar leaned slightly.

"So, I trust you very much. At the same time, I really want to repay your kindness." Queen Karina lowered her voice, "I sincerely hope that the relationship between the royal family of Sanvia and the Frederick family will be closer, Be a family that can be the back of each other's delivery."

Oscar raised his eyes.

"Your wife has been dead for a long time. I think you should find another mistress for Fredericksburg and the Northern Territory." Queen Carina showed a gentle smile.

"You mean—" Oscar asked.

"Tisiphon is a very good child. Her interests and character are like yours."

Queen Karina spoke of her proposal, "I think you are a perfect match."