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Naga chased Hara and ran forward all the way.

"Don't be angry, he's not your follower, it's normal for him to leave, hey, don't..."

As soon as he was not around, Haruo's original domineering nature was fully revealed. He rushed all the way and accidentally damaged several stalls selling porcelain.He took out a gold coin from his bag and threw it on the ground, like a leopard that had eaten gunpowder, only to be bitten by a prey.Hara turned her head and grinned, saying:

"Don't talk! I stayed with him all afternoon, did he treat me as a follower?!"

Naga kept following behind him to make amends to the stall owner on the side of the road. After busy work, he could only sigh while looking at Hara's back.

The prince Fulou who was shopping together just now disappeared without authorization, which made Hara very dissatisfied, and he waited for him for a long time. He is the prince of Nabeles, and he can have such a day of being played by others, how can he not make Hara angry.

It was almost dark, and the two returned to the temple where they rested.

After entering the hall, the national teacher Shiva came out after hearing the sound, and saluted Hara with a few attendants behind him.

Shiva bent down, raised one arm and pointed towards the restaurant, looking at Hara with a smile.

"His Royal Highness Hara, dinner is ready, please come and eat."

"No, I'm going to the temple to find him."

Hara had a dirty face, and Shiva saw the anger of the little prince at a glance, and still comforted him in a gentle tone:

"Your Highness, please have dinner first?"

Naga also echoed Shiva's intention, and stopped Hara with one hand to dissuade him.

"It's so late, you shouldn't be allowed to meet him, and you're going to the imperial city soon, you can definitely see him, don't worry."

What Naga said was right. Although the two countries have a good relationship, it is just a commercial cooperation on the surface. If you visit them at bedtime, it is inevitable that people will misunderstand their intentions.

"How can I eat so much during the day!"

However, it is a fact that he was released as a pigeon. Within a day, Hara must not be able to calm down, and seeing Shiva who is still calm and talking is even more angry.

"Your Highness, you can't skip meals." Shiva turned his head and told the attendant behind him, "Go to the restaurant and deliver the food to His Highness Hara's resting room."

"Enough, don't eat!" Hara shouted angrily, making the attendants behind Shiva stop again, not daring to provoke the prince anymore. "Shiva, when are you leaving for the imperial city?"

"If Your Highness wishes to go earlier, tomorrow when the Garor army escorts the prince back to the imperial city, we will go along with him."

After getting the answer, Hara's anger welling up in his heart finally dissipated a bit.

"Then tomorrow, you go to prepare tomorrow's carriage now! It's ridiculous, how dare you play me."

Hara turned around and walked towards the inner bedroom. He still used too much force when walking, and the corner of the raised cloak threw Naga in the face.

It could be seen that Hara was so angry because of Prince Fulou, as soon as Hara left, Shiva smiled knowingly.But a cowardly and weak prince like that, too weak to withstand the wind and sun, if Garol really falls into his hands, sooner or later he will become a captive of Nabeles.

Fulou rushed all the way back to the temple, but before he got close, a guard came up to greet him.

At this time, Indra was sitting in the hall playing with the treasures he picked up in the market today.

"Are you back?"

Playful sound.

"Indra!"

Fulou yelled at him displeased.

"Fulou, are you having fun with Prince Hara?"

Whether it was ridicule or mockery, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of Indra's lips.

"What are you talking about?" Indra's question made Fulou feel strange, and immediately called the guards and maids around him to leave the hall to avoid suspicion. "You go down first..."

"I see that Prince Hara is very interested. After the pilgrimage, he will let you go out for a while. Why, are you not satisfied?"

Haruo answered his words, didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and continued to playfully admire the treasure in his hand.

"Anyway, as long as you can worship, you don't care about my life or death... But, you shouldn't find someone to replace me as a prince, right?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Fulou was even more anxious, and walked into Indra's chair step by step with his fists clenched.

"Why doesn't it matter? Fulou, I'm the one who worries about your safety the most. I'll find someone to replace you? What do you mean by that?"

The fingers playing with the jade stopped moving, and Indra's expression suddenly became serious, and he raised his head to meet Fulou's eyes.

"Didn't you find someone to replace me? So who is sitting on the holy image during worship today?"

The jade in his hand was placed on the table with a loud thud, and the atmosphere was stiff for a second or two.Fulou's question made Indra unable to answer, as if he couldn't believe it.But he already had the answer in his heart, and he organized his thoughts.

The naughty child in front of him is undoubtedly a rebellious Fulou, there is nothing wrong with that.

Then who is that floating building he found in the market today?

It turns out that there is another floating building...?

"Tell me!" Fulou approached him with her brows tightly locked, and asked again, "You're looking for someone to replace me, aren't you?"

"That's right! Yes." Indra answered him very calmly, as if a play was going along with the flow. "I found someone to replace you."

"You actually..."

The eyes of Fulou staring at him suddenly lowered, disappointment made his body a little limp.

"So what? In order to establish the dignity of the royal family, what about this kind of thing? Everything I do is for you. Why don't you think about it yourself, why should the people respect you and serve you? You are so willful, I have tolerated it time and again , if you refuse to show up today, the pilgrimage will be delayed, and the people will be disappointed with the royal family. Do you know how serious this is? Do you think you are really the son of God? Fulou, King Garol is now I don’t have the ability to control the royal family anymore, you’d better listen to me, at least I’m helping you maintain your image in the hearts of the people!”

Indra supported Fulou's shoulders, his eyes pierced Fulou's face like thorns, which made him dare not turn his head anymore, Fulou could only look at the ground.

He wants to get in, he doesn't want to stay in such a royal family anymore.Facing every word of Indra's stern voice, he could only relax his body and beg for mercy, trying to shake off Indra's tightly bound hands.

"Don't say..."

"Fulou, you should grow up in a few years. Now you think about it, if you don't care about the people's trust in you, how will you inherit this country in the future?"

Indra's words are not nonsense.Fulou himself also understands that his father's health has long been worse than before, and he is sometimes unconscious and crazy. Now he is so weak that he has been recuperating in bed for a long time. Most of the country's affairs are decided by his confidant Hari. Indra is also Hali's favorite helper, handling the things he delegated.The only expectation of the people for the royal family is the Prince Fulou who was born with the will of the oracle.Is it necessary to let this country fall into the hands of others?

"...I'm sorry." Indra let go of the floating building, and he staggered towards the inner room, "I'm going back to my room..."

Looking at the back of the floating building, Indra fell into heavy thinking again.

Fulou's words are not like a joke at all.

How come, there are two floating buildings...

The floating building at today's □□ worship was not a real floating building, but the almost identical facial features made him believe it was real.

Indra didn't make it clear, so that he could make a plan first.

Another floating building, where is it now?

The silent temple made Indra think about his doubts, and many possibilities were ruled out one by one.He couldn't even think of the only answer that could be explained.

But, is it really good to put another floating building among the people?

The next day.

The listless Fulou obeyed Indra's arrangement and prepared to set off back to the imperial city.He was so preoccupied that he couldn't sleep almost all night.

When they got to the carriage, the maid was about to help the floating building to get on the carriage.At this time, someone called his name behind him, someone Fulou had never seen before, and he impatiently wanted to get in the car, but was stopped by the other party.

"Floating building!"

There was a whole line of guards following behind Haruo, and they saluted in front of Fulou.Out of anxiety, he immediately grabbed Fu Lou's hand.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Fulou's eye circles were swollen, as if she hadn't had a good rest, and also seemed to cry all night.Hara seemed about to touch Fulou's face, Fulou was too frightened to speak, and quickly opened Hara's hand, not knowing what to ask, he was in a low mood at this moment, and he didn't want to be with this kind of person. people contact.Not far away, Indra saw that something was wrong, and quickly came over to mediate.

Fulou hid behind Indra: "Who is he?"

Indra comforted the floating building, and bowed calmly, "...see Prince Hara."

"You don't remember me? Or are you pretending not to know me? We went shopping all day yesterday."

Is there such a thing?Fulou searched for the memory of yesterday in his mind.Jia Ye's face appeared in his mind, and more loss was unspeakable, Fulou turned his head and stepped into the carriage.

"I'm leaving."

Haruo still didn't give up, and grabbed his fingertips again: "Fulou, I want you to ride in the same car as me!"

"Let go! I don't want to sit with you!" Fulou was almost pulled into his arms by him. He regained his footing and ordered Indra next to him to help with his eyes, "I'm going to get in the car !"

Indra stretched out his arm, stopped Hara from pulling, and explained: "Your Highness Hara, Your Highness Fulou didn't rest well last night, please stay away."

Haruo stared at him impatiently, as if something good had been disturbed, the gentleness just now turned into anger, and their good intentions were so spoiled by them, his noble status could not bear such a blow, the first time in his life The first time he asked for help, in his opinion, he was already very gentle.

"Didn't rest well? Coincidentally, I didn't rest well either! Do you know how long I waited for him yesterday?"

Indra bent down and asked: "His Royal Highness Hara, can we discuss this matter in detail after we arrive in the imperial city? We will definitely give His Royal Highness Hara an answer."

"I don't want to wait!"

Hara almost flew into a rage, and Indra immediately knelt down.

"Your Highness Hara, my subordinates took Prince Fulou away yesterday. I didn't know you were waiting for him. I am very sorry. Your Highness Fulou is not feeling well right now. Please stay away. When you arrive in the imperial city, you will definitely entertain His Highness Hara grandly." arrival."

"So you took him away? Forget it, we'll talk about it in detail when we get to the imperial city! I won't let it go easily, Naga! Follow up."

Indra's lies made Hara reluctantly believe that in front of so many people, it would not be a good thing for him to pester him unreasonably, so he walked away.The carriages for Nabelles will arrive shortly.

Naga couldn't control Prince Hara's mischief here, and just as he was full of anger, he came here, but Naga didn't say a word.

Fulou sat firmly in the carriage, and Indra tried to soothe him by the side of the carriage.

"That's Prince Hara, the next king of Bayles. He's here on a special trip to visit Garol this time. Fulou, don't be nervous, he likes you very much."

Fulou listened to Indra's explanation in a daze, then turned his head to the other side.

They set off soon, and Indra was riding a horse, always following Fulou's carriage.

Fulou looked at the scenery along the way.The scenery of Duoling is no worse than that of the imperial city.Passing through some villages and towns along the road, he always unconsciously fantasized whether Kaye, who stayed with him yesterday, also lived in such a place.

The forest scenery along the way is very beautiful, and the floating building temporarily forgets the troubles.

Galore, the imperial city.

The heavily guarded gates of the imperial city.

The tall clock tower rang the alarm bell, and the soldiers opened the huge iron gate. The people on the side of the road cheered and jumped for joy without exception. Some knelt down and some struggled to go forward, but were stopped by the guards.At this time, the people of the whole city welcomed the return of Prince Fulou, and the chaotic cheers outside the car made Fulou very uncomfortable.He knew that he didn't want to be this prince, a puppet held by Hari, but loved by the people, he couldn't believe it.

The carriage drove directly to the palace without stopping in the city.

At the gate of the city stood a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious robe and holding a golden cane. The attendants behind him called him Master Hari.He is the courtier with the highest authority in Galor now, and beside him is his wife Ximi, who is known as the descendant of the auspicious goddess, and has been with Hari for many years. The two have been working for Galor, but Lou still couldn't tell what his plan was. King Garol had always been worried about being raped, so he didn't arrange for the post of national teacher, but Hari had been calmly waiting for the opportunity these years.

Fulou strolled onto the golden carpet, and Hari also stepped forward to greet her.

Hari held the cane and opened his arms, but he couldn't hug Fulou, because Fulou didn't want to get close to him, so he walked to the side and opened his arms.

"My Fulou, you have returned safely, and this makes me happier than anything else."

Hali smiled awkwardly, and followed Fulou back to the palace.

Goddess Ximi is much more generous than Hari. Since her husband dare not get close to Fulou, she must try to please the prince instead of him.

Xi Mi hugged Fulou who was half a head shorter than her, as if she was really his relative, she fondled Fulou's cheek lovingly.

"Your Highness Fulou, why are you so haggard when you go out, Yueyi, why don't you take him to take a bath and change clothes?"

She called the little maid who was serving beside Fulou, and the little maid Yueyi immediately ran up and knelt down at Fulou's feet.

Fulou doesn't want to embarrass her, he won't resist things like bathing and changing clothes.

Ximi returned to Hari's side again, and the husband and wife laughed very happily seeing Fulou's fragile and vulnerable appearance.

At this time, Indra had just finished setting up the carriage, and rushed over to meet Hari, and followed Hari and Ximi into the palace.

Hari was also naturally waiting for Indra's report. He didn't want to hear about the pilgrimage this time, and Indra also directly said what Hari wanted to know the most.

"Lord Hari, the prince of Bayles will be here soon."

Hari laughed out loud after hearing Indra's affirmative report.

"Bailes is really cruel to let the prince come here in person, but what can he do with us?"

His wife, Ximi, clung to her husband with a flattering smile: "What Master Hari said is absolutely true, but he is just a teenage child."

Hari's indifference made Indra's whole body numb, and he continued:

"As far as I know, they should plan to re-sign the food treaty between our two countries."

Hari asked suspiciously, but it seemed that everything was under control.

"Really? Hahaha, then I won't sign. How can I continue to do such a loss-making business."

"If they don't sign the contract, they will definitely raise the price for the common people."

After speaking, Indra knew that he was talking too much.

"Then let the common people spend money to buy it, don't worry, they can afford it! Take the opportunity to reduce part of the taxation, so that the common people will trust the Garol royal family more, and the finger will only be pointed at Nabeles, anyway, the treaty , the common people don’t know, Indra, why are you so ignorant when you’ve been by my side for so many years?”

Hari continued laughing up to the sky, striding towards his bedroom.Indra looked grave.