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Nabeles and his party, who followed the royal carriage, soon arrived at the imperial city.

Hari kindly invited them to have dinner together.But Fulou stayed in the room and refused to come out, even the dinner was delivered to the house by someone.After dinner, Haruo inquired about the location of Fulou's bedroom, and he looked for it alone, not even bothering to bring Naga with him, for fear that he would interrupt his meeting with Fulou by saying some disappointing words.

Yueyi, the maid of Fulou, has been guarding the door. She knows that this handsome young man is Haruo, the prince of Nabeles who came to Jiaroll as a guest today. Anyone come.But the little maid didn't dare to drive Prince Hara away directly, so she could only knock on the door as a gesture.

"Your Highness Fulou, Prince Hara is asking to see you."

There was no sound in the room, and Yueyi withdrew her hand.Hara stepped forward and tapped on the main door again with his knuckles.

"Fulou?" He called out the other person's name, probably because his attitude has always been arrogant, he tried to slow down his tone, "I want to see you, we were shopping together yesterday, how could you treat me like this?"

However, there was still no response for a long time, Yueyi said hesitatingly.

"Your Highness Hara, our prince... is tired... going to sleep... please go back!"

Yueyi was just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. She didn't dare to say a word to the angry Prince Hara, but she was afraid that the prince would do something wrong, so she lowered her head and begged tremblingly.

tired?Hara naturally didn't believe these reasons, but when he saw the floating building next to the carriage in the morning, his eyes were a little swollen, maybe there was something unspeakable, and he barely understood it.

It's just that Fulou's inconsistent attitude during the two days made Haruo very frustrated, he kept begging to see him at the door, and he felt that he had hurt face again, so he gave the maid a few pleasant glances, and then left on his own.It was the first time that he had such a strong affection for someone, and they were all teenagers, so what knot couldn't be untied?Do you have to avoid him?

Fulou slipped away to his mother's former bedroom, and he didn't want anyone to know, including Indra, so he asked Yueyi to smooth things over for him.

He has a key here and can come in anytime.Usually someone will come to clean it, and everything is exactly the same as when his mother was alive, and it has not changed at all.A plain white ivory bed, with the portrait of the empress hanging directly above it.

Whenever depressed or sad, Fulou would always come here to be quiet.

Today he saw his father, who was still lying on the bed, stunned and drowsy.He didn't have deep feelings for his father. His father had never been close to him since he was a child, and he couldn't even say a few words. He always played alone in the harem, and his mother occasionally came to see him. His Except for the maids and guards who are changing one after another, there is only the queen mother.

Such a lonely life did not make Fulou withdrawn, on the contrary, he was very warm to the servants around him, but he was extremely capricious towards Master Hari who disciplined him.Five years ago, his mother and queen died of depression, and his father ignored him, which made his young heart very frustrated.At that time, Indra came to him as his attendant, and since then he has been watched more strictly.

That was the second close person who broke into his life, but they were far apart in age, and they didn't communicate much.

He wants a real friend, or wants to leave here to venture out, but he hasn't figured out how to survive after leaving the palace.

Fulou lay on the queen mother's big bed, unable to bear to lift the neat quilt.

Moonlight poured in through the wide open windows.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

……

"My king, the child in the womb of the queen will be a son of God!"

"He will save Garol."

"He will definitely make the royal family of Garol prosperous and prosperous for thousands of years!"

"He will definitely bring happiness to the royal family, he is the Son of God...!"

A man held a Sanskrit book and prayed next to King Garol. After he finished speaking, he waved his hands towards the sky. The royal father and queen mother looked at this man, weeping with joy.This prophet looks very much like the young Hari.

In an instant, the bright light was replaced by a burst of rain!The palace seemed to be crushed by a thunderstorm, and the huge rainwater hit the window sill.

"My God, we have been punished by God, it is God, it is God who is punishing us!"

In the thunderstorm weather, the royal father knelt on the balcony of the palace and cried bitterly...

A lightning cut through Ye Yu, and the picture changed again.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that... Please, don't hurt the child, don't hurt my child..."

The woman dragging her long skirt on the ground asking for help is the queen mother...

"You can keep one, the other, I must execute him!"

The father went crazy, holding a fair-skinned baby in his arms, he was about to fall hard to the ground!

"Don't! King! Don't!" The queen mother climbed up to the emperor step by step, tearing his trousers and begging, "If you must execute this child, please also give me to death!"

The scene is still changing, standing next to the father is the prophet with a treacherous smile... Hari!Is that Hari?

"Your Majesty, I think you might as well exile him secretly. Whether he lives or dies depends on the child's own destiny. If you can appease the queen in this way, her illness will recover soon. What do you think?"

He whispered in his father's ear, talking about that cheap and bad idea.

"Really, Hari, I have no objection, but you must keep it a secret from the people, and you must not let anyone know about it! You must not let the people know that you have two children!"

The royal father beat his palms as if he had just woken up from a dream, but Hari's smile became more and more cunning.

"Of course there is no problem. Your Majesty, what about the other child?"

"I don't want to see him."

"Your Majesty, in order to maintain the image of the royal family, we can continue this lie and continue to serve this child as the son of God. The people will not be disappointed."

Hari squinted her slender eyes and looked towards this side...

On this side, it was my young self...

"My queen, why did my father always dislike me... Am I really the son of God? Was I born because of Brahma's prayers?"

He saw the young Xiao Fulou obediently sleeping in his mother's arms.

Suddenly, the quiet picture was shattered by a pair of hands!The queen mother frantically beat the vases, porcelain and paintings in the room.She sat down in the broken scene.

"Ah! Help me, Lady Goddess!... My child, my child is missing!"

"Queen, I'm here, what's wrong with you, Queen..."

Xiao Fulou threw herself into the arms of the queen mother, but she pushed the child away!

The grinning Hari reappeared, and his smile widened to cover the queen mother's figure.

The appearance of this person brought Fulou into a black space without boundaries.

"Fulou! Your birth is a symbol of misfortune, and your mother-in-law also went crazy because of it, you don't know it? But you still have to continue to be the son of God, so that the people will love you and worship you .”

"I only hope that the queen mother can return to normal, and the emperor father is willing to see me..."

Tears welled up in Fulou, and while wiping the tears, he buried his head in his knees, and his young body disappeared into the darkness.

"You have brought too much misfortune, and you still don't believe it, are you bad luck?"

enough!His whole body was covered in cold sweat, beads of sweat on his forehead slid to the tip of his nose, the floating building hooked his nose, but when he swiped it was covered with sweat... What happened to him?

He sat up, his clothes already drenched with sweat.

Looking up, what greets my eyes is the portrait of the kind mother, but it can't reduce the fear in my heart.

Just now it seemed that he had a very lengthy dream, thrilling but real, with his mother and him, but he couldn't remember the content at all, and he couldn't remember what they said, it was a very messy dream.It obviously happened a second ago, but it disappeared without a trace after waking up. After he woke up, he couldn't remember how to search for it.Fulou looked out of the window, it was still night, the moonlight was still bright, and the curtains were motionless.It was on this bed that he had such a nightmare!Is it because the soul of the queen mother is here to curse him?

But what exactly was the dream?

Fulou rushed back to her room, and Yueyi had already fallen asleep at the door.

He woke her up and took her away, and he was going to sleep again, falling asleep in his own bed.

Forget about the dream just now.Closing his eyes, Fulou curled up his body, and the sleepiness quickly brought him to a peaceful sleep.

This time there were no dreams.

The next day.

In the conference room of the Galore Palace, almost all of Galore's royal officials gathered here, but they kept silent and completely obeyed Hari's arrangement.

"Master Hari, may I ask you, how is King Garol's health?"

Shiva entered the meeting room on behalf of Nabeles to talk, while Prince Hara waited outside. After greeting him, he quickly took out a treaty letter written on parchment.

"Very healthy, but this contract, I will talk to you."

"I am very happy, Master Hari."

The audience was silent, waiting for Hari to finish reading.After a while, Hali rubbed his chin and laughed.

"I read it, Lord Shiva. In this treaty, the price of corn and potatoes is doubled, and the sales of vegetables and fruits are limited. Do you think I will agree? Our royal family gives you a lot of money every year. Then Is Bayless that greedy?"

Shiva also smiled, and pointed to the teacup on the table.

"Master Hari, we used to be classmates for eight years. It's a bit too much for you to entertain old friends like this."

Hari cut to the chase with his request:

"I am willing to accept the compensation for breaking the contract, Lord Shiva, what do you think?"

Shiva nodded, thought for a while, took a sip from his teacup, and sighed for a long time.

"If you can't bear to tear your face for the sake of Prince Hara coming in person, I will also accept your compensation. After all, such compensation is not a small amount."

Talking seems to be very successful, but also seems very unsuccessful.But Hari was very satisfied. Under the leadership of several attendants, Shiva walked out of this resplendent conference room. what kind.

Pushing open the door, the short Yueyi pulled Fulou to not allow him to take a step forward, but Fulou insisted on rushing up to ask what happened.

"Ha Li, how can you make such a big decision without authorization!"

Fulou came forward with a question, he was not as tall as Hari, and his voice shocked Hari's chin.Hari laughed disapprovingly:

"My prince of Fulou, don't you understand Bayles' conspiracy? Ah, I really can't tell you the ins and outs. Their goal is only money. Breaking this deal as soon as possible is beneficial to the development of our country."

"Ha Li, with such a large amount of money, what do you want? Father is still sick!..."

Fulou grabbed Hari's clothes, wishing to ask him if he wanted sex, but Hari gently let go of his hand.

"Fulou, believe me, Hali swears to the goddess that she will never do harm to Galor. This is my hometown. Fulou, I once worked as an apprentice in the temple of Nabeles, and I know how powerful their royal family is." insidious……"

His charming and moving words were so touching that his eyebrows and eyes were almost squeezed together as if he was about to cry. His sigh reached Fulou's ears, but it only made people feel extremely disgusted.

"Goddess? Your wife? That's enough, I don't want to listen to you!" Fu Lou took the initiative to throw off the corner of his clothes, giving up any persuasion, but at this moment he didn't know what to do, so he could only turn around and run away. "Hali, I won't trust them, and I won't trust you either!"

"Hahahaha, Prince Fulou, ah..."

Hari's laughter resounded throughout the corridor.

At this time, Hara was leisurely visiting the magnificent Galore Palace. Although the decoration structure here was almost the same as that of Nabeles, it still aroused his interest.

Fulou, who was in a terrible mood, was running through the maze-like corridors.

Running too fast, a figure suddenly appeared, and he bumped into it head-on.There was a dull pain in the nose, damn it... why did such a person appear when he was in such a bad mood!Don't know how to avoid? !

The floating building did not fall up with the trend, but retreated to the pillar behind it, glaring at the person in front of it.

The person who was hit straightened the folds of the gown, but luckily it didn't hurt too much, he snorted, seeing that it was Prince Fulou, he immediately swallowed the curse that came out of his mouth.

"You... Fulou, what are you doing here?"

Fulou looked up and saw clearly that it was Prince Hara.He wandered around the palace alone?What bad luck!It happened to be not a servant, but a guest, and this lesson can't be taught, Fulou swallowed a mouthful of saliva and became anxious.

"Nothing to do with you."

"Your attitude has changed too much. When we went shopping that day, you were very gentle."

He was not polite, but Hara still treated him mildly, which made him feel chills. They didn't know each other, this guy must have misunderstood someone.

Fu Lou glanced at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You really don't know me?"

Hara also raised his eyebrows, slightly displeased.

"Aren't you Prince Hara of Bayles? Of course I know him." Fulou cast a disdainful glance at him.

"Then you avoid me, why?"

Haruo took a step closer, his slender figure approaching, like a demonstration, Fulou's heartbeat stopped suddenly.

"I'm sorry, please go back, I'm in a bad mood right now."

Fulou pushed him in disappointment, walked around him, and stood on the corridor to respond.

"Fulou, I just want to make friends with you."

Haruo knew that he had been rejected very badly, and it was not just this time, but he still had an obsession in his heart that he couldn't let go of. It didn't help at all.

"I don't need friends."

Fulou's voice was extremely indifferent.

"How can you not need friends!"

As if hearing an incredible joke, He □ laughed several times.

"Forgive me, Prince Hara, I don't want to make friends with you. You use treaties to persecute my country, but you still want to be friends with me? What's your purpose in approaching me like this?!"

Fu Lou was finally willing to turn around, but hated him with a particularly contemptuous look.

"What? My purpose! I'm making friends with you upright, it's ridiculous! I didn't make the contract, Fulou, it's unfair for you to say that!?"

Haruo was also completely irritated by such a floating building. He raised his hand to swing it down, but one hand lifted his raised arm.

"Your Highness Hara, please let go."

Indra's other one is ready to draw his sword. If this prince really embarrasses Fulou, he will not bow his head here, but protects in front of Fulou, preventing anyone from approaching him.

Hara broke free from Indra's shackles, his eyes cast on Fulou's face like fire: "Let me ask for the last time, are you really unwilling to talk to me?"

Fu Lou didn't flinch at all, and continued to yell at Hara, and also vented other resentments in his heart: "I have no interest in you!"

Hara asked back with the same high-pitched voice: "Would you accept my gift without any interest?!" He grabbed Fulou's wrist, and he personally put on that cheap bracelet for him that day, he still remembers it!

"You, let go!"

Fulou struggled to break free from Hara's hand, and at the same time, he slapped down Hara's right cheek.

As if he finally woke up, Haruo stood there in a daze without moving, and he didn't comfort his burning face, but was really stunned.

Since childhood, he has never been slapped in the face.

Both the queen mother and the emperor pampered him extremely, and he never lowered his eyebrows to anyone.

This slap fell on his face like an insult, and his face in a foreign country was shattered.

"You took that bracelet off? . . . "

Fulou couldn't answer He Luo's dumbfounded question.Fulou also wanted to blame himself for being too impulsive, but he couldn't say sorry. He saw that Haruo didn't move, he didn't even fight back, but his eyes were as cold as shooting cold light. Fulou gave up apologizing, or in other words, He flinched.

Indra walked in another direction with the floating building in his arms, and at the same time bowed to Hara.

"Your Highness Hara, please go back."

Hara didn't even dare to watch the scene of Indra leaving with Fulou, his dignity was completely broken at this moment, he was so pleased with Prince Fulou, but ended up like this in the end, he not only slapped him in return, he didn't even want to see him , What did he do wrong!The situation of the first meeting is still vivid in my memory, would such a weak and kind-hearted Fulou be willing to do it?

Hara was deeply unwilling and depressed, but he didn't bother Fulou to humiliate himself. Instead, he found Shiva to discuss the matter of returning home.

The carriage back home needs to prepare enough dry food, and I waited for a long time before I got it.

Shiva obeyed Hara's wishes and concentrated on selecting the horses for the return carriage in the horse cellar. This time, if he wanted to go back quickly, he had to re-select several good horses.

There are only two royal officials in the horse cellar.

Shiva combed the mane of a docile white horse, and asked what Hara meant:

"His Royal Highness, which BMW do you like?"

Perhaps still reminiscing about being rejected by Fulou before, Hara was a little absent-minded.

Shiva saw what was on his mind, and said casually: "Your Highness Hara, you are very interested in Prince Fulou. Do you want to get him?"

"Shiva, pay attention to your wording!" Hara with his hands behind his back, went to the other side to choose a horse, deliberately avoiding this matter.

"But he doesn't pay much attention to you. Your Highness, if you want to conquer Galor, you still need to make a long-term plan. At that time, Prince Fulou is just a rabbit. We just need to wait for the rabbit."

"What do you mean by that?"

In the end, Hara was still attracted by Shiva's words, and Shiva interpreted the meaning of his words with a lazy look:

"Your Majesty Hara, the Galore royal family has been buying our country's grain in bulk for a long time, but now it has broken the contract. It will not last long to ask their people to pay for the money. When the people can't afford the money, If we impose some more conditions, Garol will definitely compromise, and now that the royal family of Garol has fallen into the hands of Hari, and if he wants to succeed in ascending the throne, Prince Fulou will definitely accept our help. One day, he will ask You bowed your head."

Shiva chuckled. He stroked the soft neck of the white horse and led the horse out.

"...Shiva, I don't want to hurt him, and I don't want Garol to break with our country."

Hara followed behind him and said.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, you care so much about Prince Fulou, and when the time comes, he will definitely be yours. Your Highness Hara, it's okay to think about these things when you grow up, right? At that time The floating building should be more moving."