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"What?... They came here? No, it must be a conspiracy!"

With a low growl, Indra sat up from the bed, and he got out of bed with difficulty, his knees slamming heavily on the hard floor.

Shezhi trembled all over, and she fell to her knees at Indra's feet.

"Master Indra, be careful with your body..."

Indra hammered the edge of the bed continuously, and he shouted: "If he is really the king's child, should Fulou sacrifice his life to save him?... His existence even threatens Fulou to inherit the throne, no, this Absolutely not!..."

Under his insistence, Shezhi had no choice but to use his father's power to enter the palace once.

In the main hall, Master Hari happened to summon Fulou to talk.

There was a commotion at the door, Hali looked over, and the servant whispered by the door:

"Master Hari, Indra has requested to enter the palace, and he has something to tell His Highness Fulou."

Hari frowned and waved his hands.

"He hasn't washed away his sins yet, so we can't let him see Fulou frequently."

Hearing Indra's name, Fulou was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly went to the door to greet the servant, "Let him come, I want to know what Indra wants to say."

Hali narrowed his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Fulou, are you willing to let him enter the palace?"

Fulou nodded and said, "Yes, Lord Hari, I still don't think Indra will betray me."

"It's okay." He Li walked out of the main hall with his hands in his hands, rubbing shoulders beside the floating building at the same time, and took a solemn look for the last time, "After meeting him, I have something to talk to you about, let Your Majesty meet that child." thing."

Fulou's heart tightened.Soon, Indra was brought into the main hall. At this time, he no longer wore the clothes of the royal guard, but he habitually carried a sword. Indra's thinness made Fulou take a breath.

After he stepped into the main hall, he knelt heavily in front of the throne on one knee, and his first words were: "Fulou, don't let that child see His Majesty, if he is your twin brother, the matter of inheriting the throne will be... ..."

"Indra..."

Fulou smiled lightly, nodded, and interrupted: "Isn't that good? Let him inherit it. Lord Hari welcomes him so much, maybe he already knows the truth."

He turned his back to the portrait of his father in the main hall. It is said that this portrait will be replaced by his portrait in the near future.

Indra raised his head and said in a concentrated voice: "Fulou, I grew up with you, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

Fulou stared at him blankly.

"If you really lose the throne, you will lose more things together, including the people you cherish——

"Too many people will choose to stay with the person who truly inherits the throne... If the child chosen by His Majesty is his, you can only get the status of a prince, which is the best result, but what if the people cannot forgive the twins? Your appearance, your fate..."

——It will be speechless, the current situation of Fulou is already extremely dangerous.Sweat dripped from Indra's forehead.

"Enough... I know." Fu Lou's pupils widened, "I heard that he is numbered, is it true? Wouldn't it be cruel if I refused to save him, he is the same age as me..."

Indra shook his head resolutely and said: "This is their conspiracy. In order to contain the royal family of Galore, they will do anything... If you are willing to save people, your life may be in danger!"

After a brief meeting, Indra was temporarily placed in the palace, but Master Hari sent people to guard him.At the same time, Lord Hari hoped that His Majesty could meet Dasha, so Fulou could only acquiesce in this matter.

And Indra's judgment lingered on Shangfulou's heart like a curse, and he came to the room where his mother lived alone. The room was quiet, the furniture was tidy, and someone would come to clean it regularly.

There is a portrait of a beautiful and pure woman like a fairy hanging above the bed. Even though I have seen it countless times, I still feel that she is so strange.

"Queen, can the people in their country be trusted?" Fu Lou asked aloud, "If I still have a twin brother, then...will he be the one to inherit the throne?"

What he was asking was the queen mother in the portrait, and he was also asking his own heart, whether he was willing to save Dasha's life.

"...Mother, have you really given birth to two children...Actually, I had a premonition. Every time I came to your room to meditate, I would vaguely think of the illness of my mother before she was alive. She looked around for her The child, but it seems that she can't see me, she smashed the furniture everywhere, as if she lost important things, everyone thought the queen mother was sick."

"So at that time, was the queen mother looking for another child? He was Dasha."

Fu Lou rubbed his moist eyes, so the reason why he was not favored by his father and mother when he was a child was because of this?How did Dasha be left behind among the people? Many questions are circling in his mind, but the most important question right now is that Dasha's life is at stake, and others hope that he will lend a helping hand!

King Garol sleeps peacefully in a special bedroom. Sunlight shines through the huge glass roof, surrounded by flowers and plants. His Majesty lives in such a bedroom to recuperate from his illness, which has plagued him year after year. aging body.

When entering the room, Dasha was uneasy and reluctantly let go of Hara's hand. According to the rules, he was only allowed to enter the bedroom with Master Hari.

Hari stopped in front of the bed and said, "Your Majesty, I brought your child."

Dasha stared blankly.Lord Hari means that he is King Garol—His Majesty's child?

He approached cautiously. It is said that King Garol is a good old man, and now he is devastated, his old face is resting quietly, without any movement.

Hari whispered: "For so many years, you have been bedridden, thinking about that child in exile. It's a pity that your heart disease is difficult to heal, and now he is standing in front of you. Please take a look at him."

After he brought the prophecy of the Son of God, the people of Galore gave birth to their prince as they wished, but something that was not allowed happened.

Her Majesty the Queen believed that abandoning her child violated her conscience, so she fell into a deep madness, and her Majesty also fell ill due to depression due to the loss of her beloved wife and child.However, it was Hali's idea to exile Dasha to Duoling. After a few years, he would inquire about the child to see if he was still living well, and he would keep this secret forever.At the same time, in order to make Prince Fulou grow up healthy and wise, Master Hari has spent a lot of effort.

Dasha stood and stared at it for a long time, but King Garol never opened his eyes.

"........."

"Please don't blame Your Majesty, one of the twins was exiled in order to fulfill the prophecy of the Son of God to the people." "However, this prophecy is destined to be a lie..."

So for many years, Master Hari has also been tortured, and no one even confides.

"I...I didn't blame him. Thank you for bringing me here..." Dasha said blankly.

The relatives were too strange to him, and too sudden, but King Garol looked kind, which relieved him of the tension he should have had.Hari told Dasha about the situation of Garol and His Majesty's illness. Dasha stayed for a while, and Hari said:

"Let Your Majesty rest, Dasha."

"it is good…"

Dasha walked out of the bedroom with him and came to the long corridor.

Seeing a person standing there from a distance, Prince Fulou was waiting for him, his heart that had finally calmed down became tense again.I always feel that Prince Fulou doesn't welcome him very much, so he probably doesn't want to help him.

Walking around in front of Dasha, Fulou didn't even take a look.

The atmosphere was tense, Hara came from the other side of the corridor, ready to take Xiaosha back to the room to rest.

Fulou looked at the figure of the couple who were tired of going away together, and asked casually:

"Master Hari, did he meet the royal father?"

The implication is that he is the emperor's child, otherwise Master Hari would not have allowed an unrelated commoner to see the emperor.

"Fulou, he is another prince who was abandoned at birth. At that time, I was a witness."

Hari smiled calmly, and the knots in his heart for many years were also untied.

"... He really is my brother, I guessed it right."

"Back then, the prophecy of the Son of God was broken. In order to hide this secret and appease the people, His Majesty chose one of them. After that, Her Majesty the Empress lost her mind. The Empress died early, and Her Majesty lost his beloved wife. Child, I have no intention of marrying again. He was depressed all day long, and finally fell ill completely. Now that things have happened, he should feel relieved..."

Lord Hari is the only one who knows about these past events among the important officials of the royal family, and King Galor is very relieved to hand over the floating building to him for cultivation.

"Father sees him now, do you regret it?" Fu Lou sneered.

"Of course you are the heir to the throne, because His Majesty chose you as the child. Fulou, don't be prejudiced against him." Hali said in a deep voice.

Fulou smiled disdainfully again, raised his eyebrows and said, "He is from Nabeles now, I will first consider national interests, not family affection."

Dasha was received for refreshments in a fancy hall with a gigantic portrait hanging in the middle of the room.

The portraits of the young monarch and queen have been hanging for nearly 40 years, and they are still spotless. The white-skinned woman still looks a bit like Dasha.

"This is my mother..." He raised his head and said in a daze, "What is Haruo doing?"

Dasha turned his head in confusion, and Hara was praying to the portrait with his palms folded.

"I am thanking this great mother for giving me a wonderful treasure."

Dasha was stunned by his words, and then quickly blushed.

"..."

Haruo smiled triumphantly: "However, now you have no reason to say that your status is unworthy."

After dinner, it was already noon.

Prince Fulou actually stood outside the hall. This time, he did not avoid looking at Dasha, and even asked to see him alone. He already knew that Fulou was Dasha's brother. It took some time to accept it, so Haruo didn't disturb their conversation, and went back to the room to wait.

"Father exiled you...you didn't blame him, did you?" Fulou raised her head and asked.

"No, there is no other way..."

Dasha was a little shorter, and now he seemed even shorter.

"Are you coming back to meet my brother now?" Fu Lou stared at him proudly, "Or for the throne? For your sickly body?"

"........."

"I know that your life is in danger. If you are willing to come back to recognize us and obey King Garol, I will definitely save you. And after I succeed to the throne, I will also give you the status of a distinguished prince."

Fulou said the conditions coldly.

Dasha smiled awkwardly: "This matter...can you let me think about it..."

Fulou laughed: "Isn't this to save your life? Do you still need to think about it?"

Dasha thought for a while, and said seriously: "I have been left among the people for so many years and have not had the opportunity to enter the palace to recognize my father, but Prince Hara and Lord Shiva appreciate me, value me, and let me learn. I want to stay in the palace. Nabeles, serve Prince Hara..."

"Don't say such hypocritical words." Fulou scolded and interrupted him, "You don't want to be a member of the Garol royal family because you have an unusual relationship with Prince Hara. Do you know that when you After returning to his hometown from Nabeles, he came here to inquire about you, and he did not hesitate to put down his dignity and knelt down to me just to know where your hometown is, so you should not have a simple master-servant relationship, right?"

It turned out that Haruo had endured such a thing for him, and Dasha was so nervous that he was sweating.

Fulou said again: "You could have become a prince, Dasha... would you rather choose him than your own brother? If you want to ask someone to do something like this... I will not agree easily. If it is you, you Will you sacrifice yourself to save a brother who is like a stranger?"

He turned and left without looking at Dasha again.

After an unknown amount of time, Dasha stood alone on the cold corridor, hesitating to Prince Fulou's request.He hadn't noticed that someone was walking towards him slowly.

A voice asked in my ear:

"...Dasha, what are you worried about?"

"Sumo, hello..." Dasha immediately turned his head, and the worry between his brows eased a lot.

"You have something on your mind, Dasha." Somo could see his hesitation and worry at a glance. "Would you please tell me?"

Without intending to hide it, Dasha forced a smile and said: "Prince Fulou is my brother, which makes me very happy. He heard that I have a disease, and he is willing to help me. It's just...he asked me to stay in Jialuoer, if not……"

Otherwise, he wouldn't be saved... He was really scared, and he didn't have much time to be with Hara.

Su Mo understood what he meant and smiled accordingly.

"Don't worry, your body will be fine." Su Mo patted his shoulder to reassure him.

"Huh?" Dasha was startled when he didn't understand what he meant.Didn't Sumo say that his time was numbered?

Puzzled, Su Mo walked in another direction.

"Your Majesty Hara is coming, Dasha, I'll take a step first."

He couldn't wait to say goodbye, and Dasha simply waved.Hara came up to him and asked:

"How did you talk with Prince Fulou?"

It must be very uncomfortable for their brothers to meet for the first time after growing up so old.

"Well, it's okay..." Dasha nodded.

Haruo immediately asked, "Did he agree to save you?"

Dasha lowered his head and said hesitantly: "This matter... Let Prince Fulou think about it again, he must not be able to accept having an extra brother for no reason..."

To reassure Hara, he added: "I'll be fine, Hara, don't worry about me."

Anyway, Su Mo also said the same thing, so he will be fine.

"Okay." Haruo didn't want to mention sad things, and quickly smiled, "Dasha, I'll take you to a place."

"Where is it?"

He took Dasha's hand.

Of course, it was an interesting place that I just discovered today. Soon... I walked through several corridors and finally arrived at the destination that Hara said.

In the wide hall, there were several rows of guards practicing swords. After a while, they formed a pair of two and practiced with each other.A tall figure came out from among the guards, scanning the players around him with serious and indifferent eyes, reminding them to be serious from time to time, and not to be like a dream when practicing swords.

"..." Dasha watched the man approaching in a daze.

It was Ah Ye who arranged for the guards to practice here... He took a step back unnaturally.

However, Kaye didn't look at him, but saluted Hara instead.

"I want to compete with him once." Haruo put on the sword at his waist, turned his head and said with a smile, "Remember to watch from the side."

"it is good……"

Dasha retreated to the side, and the line of personal guards in front of him also dispersed one after another, and went to the sidelines to watch the competition.

Prince Hara challenged Lord Kaya, and immediately attracted many passing servants and maidservants to stop. After all, it is really rare to see such outstanding two people competing together, and Dasha was also attracted by their swordsmanship.

Both of them went through one trick after another, refusing to budge or admit defeat.After a while, everyone was sweating profusely and continued.Everyone outside the stadium was exhausted.

In the end, there was no winner, so they went to rest off the court.

Dasha peeked at Kayah sitting alone, his face flushed after exercising.He just wanted to stop him, but Hara twisted his head.

Paying attention to Dasha's eyes, Jia Ye took the initiative to say hello:

"I didn't expect you to have such a noble background." He said blankly, "It's just about asking Prince Fulou to donate blood. I think we should think about it more."

Dasha hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, Prince Fulou doesn't have to do it for me..."

"Dasha, don't worry, even if he refuses to save you, I won't let anything happen to you." Haruo hugged Dasha tightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Kaya, dampening his spirit at the moment,

Kaya frowned.

Unexpectedly, the scene of the three of them chatting together was clearly seen by the floating building that happened to be passing by in the distance.

"Kaya..."

Fulou retreated subconsciously, and finally retreated to a place where no one would notice.

He returned to his room in a hurry, but couldn't help but ran to the queen's room.

"What should I do?" Lying beside the bed, Fulou was thinking in a daze, "I don't know whether to save him or not..."

"Everyone loves him so much, I'm really afraid that he will take the throne, and Kaya..."

Jia Ye actually stayed with them and talked, why... The more he feared being replaced as the Son of God, the more lingering was the image of Dasha being admired.If Dasha is not rescued at this time, he will definitely be condemned, and even destroy the relationship between the two countries, and lose the loyalty of others to him.

"Mother..."

Seeing that there was no one around, Fulou visited that room alone.

There is no servant in the house, only the guests sitting alone at the table tasting wine.

Fulou approached cautiously, and he asked in a low voice, "You are the doctor who came with Dasha and the others, right?"

Su Mo quickly put down the cup in his hand and looked at the person seriously.

"Prince of the floating building?"

Fulou closed the door, looked around, and took a deep breath.

"You said that only I can save Dasha, and you came to Garol just because of him." He clenched his fists and said, "...I am willing to save him."

Su Mo was slightly taken aback.

Fulou breathed heavily and asked, "As long as my blood is enough? How much?"

"..."

Somo smiled and said an amount that sent shivers down his spine.

"Is that so..." Fu Lou had already figured it out in his mind, he calmed down his emotions secretly, "...I want to keep it private, after you take the blood, just go and save him, I don't want to have a direct negotiation with him."

He didn't want to talk to Dasha face to face, probably because he vaguely felt that he was Dasha's substitute in the hearts of Lord Hari and Kaya, so he had a grudge.

"That's fine." Su Mo unexpectedly agreed, and he got up quickly, "Prince Fulou, please prepare a separate room for this matter, and don't let too many people know."

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