The whole universe is worried that the general will get a divorce

At the same time, Wangcheng.

Freire stood in the back garden and couldn't help but sneezed twice.

Gals, who was bowing his head and bending over to work hard, looked back when he heard it, "Are you suffering from a cold?"

"No." Freire rubbed his nose, seemingly unintentionally said, "It's just that someone misses me."

"It's just?" Gals straightened up, and for some reason he looked a bit chilly, "Come on, look at your happy face. If you sneeze, if it's not sick, it can only be that your family misses you .”

After finishing speaking, he curled his lips again, "I don't know what's wrong with the people of your Afyanal family. You will sneeze when your sweetheart thinks about it."

"To be honest," Gals took a few steps forward, and smiled flatteringly, "Your family is the only one in the entire interstellar world that has this problem, and your Avyanal family is almost dead, you Just dedicate yourself to let me study it."

He has lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen quite a few things, but he has only seen this kind of situation in Freire's family.

Gals really wanted to put them on the operating table and study them carefully, maybe there would be some unexpected gains.

But he has survived several emperors of the Ulman Empire, and no one agreed to it.

"Really, just one moment." Gals stretched out a finger, trying to make his expression look sincere, but he didn't hide the excitement in his eyes at all, "You don't have to do anything, lie down on our laboratory, I promise to give you the best anesthetic, and nothing will happen when you wake up. Maybe I can help you solve the problem of your family dying quickly."

Freire didn't react when he heard it, but Lard, who was acting as the background board, glanced at him. He didn't show it on his face, but he sighed in his heart.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since no one dared to mention this matter in front of Frere——

Everyone knows that the real Afyanal family is not dying, but already dead.

Since a long time ago, the number of this family has been continuously decreasing.They either died young or died in middle age, as if the scythe of death was always faster than their footsteps.

This situation continued until more than 100 years ago——

The members of the Afjanar family died one after another, and in the end, their most famous and powerful family in the Ulman Empire disappeared completely from the world, leaving only two people.

One is His Majesty the Emperor in front of him, and the other is Prince Sumanwei who has been running with Carlos all day.

This is something that their Ulman Empire must never be mentioned, and no one has ever dared to touch Frere's brow.

However, Gals, the leader of the Winrona Empire, prefers to take the lead with his sword. He not only dares to mention it, but also wants to treat Freyr as a guinea pig in the laboratory.

He didn't know and said Gals was big-hearted or brainless.

Freire glanced at Gals, who hadn't received a response for a long time, and was about to cry, then glanced at half of the garden that he had ruined, and pointed out before he could cry, "That flower about to die."

"Ah", Gals, who was brewing feelings, changed his face instantly, "Flowers?"

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the bright red flower he dug just now, which was still in full bloom just now, with its head hanging down, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

"I'll go," Gals was startled, threw the bucket, and ran back quickly.

Gals has come to the royal city quite a few times, and he visited the entire palace a long time ago.

This time, I don't know if it's because he came too many times, he thought it was boring to simply visit the palace, so he planned to find something new.

On the day he first arrived, he fell in love with the pastry made by their chef, and ran to the back kitchen with his attendants, in the name of learning advanced cooking experience, and then fried four or five of their kitchens.

Two days ago, I fell in love with the clothes they were wearing, and took people to the clothing bureau, vowing that the people of the Urman Empire are beautiful in clothes, and as long as they learn their skills, they will look the best watch.

Freire didn't understand his logic, anyway, before the next day, Gals didn't learn any skills, and burned most of his clothing bureau.

He looked at the documents submitted by the cook and the garment maker, and just thought about when this ancestor would calm down a bit, Gals fell in love with his garden again and insisted on learning how to plant flowers from him.

Freire naturally refused to agree at first, the flowers and plants he raised were extremely delicate, and they would never survive a day under the hands of Gals.

Until Gals saw that crying would not work, and promised to give him the scientific research results of the other half of the Werona Empire.

A garden can be exchanged for half of a country's scientific research achievements, no matter how you think about it, it is a profitable business.

Freire, who has made a fortune, is in the right mood, so he has no time to care about the nonsense that Gals talks about every time they meet.

He stood there for a while, seeing Gals frantically arranging flowers and plants, he was not in the mood to look for him for the time being, so he glanced at Lard who was acting as a background board and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, "Is the play good?"

Lard: "..."

Who called him over early in the morning and left him alone?How can you blame him for watching the show?

While it was fun to watch the plants and flowers that Freire had worked so hard to grow destroyed, he certainly couldn't say the same.

So he shook his head resolutely, and acted very righteously, "The minister has been waiting for His Majesty's order, why do you say to watch a play?"

"Oh." Freire touched his chin, looking a little puzzled, "Then what's the matter with the chair under your buttocks and the drink next to it?"

……

Just as Freire and Lard stared wide-eyed, Catherine and the others on the other side seemed to be in the same situation.

After a brief silence, Su Manwei finally couldn't bear the weird atmosphere, and said to Angus, "You ran away from Freire again."

"Uh," Angus spread his hands, "Can you stop asking so bluntly?"

"Oh", Su Manwei nodded, and changed his wording, "You ran away from your family again?"

Angus: He suddenly felt that the members of the Afjanal family were not very good at communicating.

"Okay, okay." Catherine, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly asked the question, "What's wrong with Eagle?"

Seeing that Carlos was at home yesterday, she rested her mind and chatted with Su Manwei all afternoon, but when they finished chatting, she found that not only Carlos, but even Igor was gone.

Just when they waited and waited but didn't see them coming back, when they were going to look for them, not only did they come back, but they also brought another person with them.

But this is not the point at all, the point is Iger's appearance.

Catherine dared to swear to God, she had never seen Igor like that in her life, her face was red, and she looked soft and easy to bully——

It's like taking the wrong medicine.

Angus: "Drunk."

"Are you kidding me?" Catherine froze for a moment, "He is the eldest prince of our Saipan Empire. He has walked down from countless banquets, and I have never seen him drunk. How much did he drink?"

Catherine became more and more angry, and wanted to slap the table at that time.In the past five years, not to mention alcohol, she hadn't even given Igel a drink, because she was afraid that something would happen to him if he was weak.

But now, Carlos dared to give him a drink, not only to drink, but also to make him drunk.

God knows how much they gave Igor to drink.

"You are Duke Catherine of the Saipanna Empire. I have seen your image." Angus looked at her with a taste of inquiry, but replied honestly, "Not much , just one bite."

"One bite?" Catherine couldn't believe what she heard, "I don't believe it."

The author has something to say: Yesterday the stupid author’s mobile phone died in love with the water glass, and both fell from the upper bunk where I slept, and only heard a crisp sound (speaking once or twice), no matter, in short, die in love It didn't work, the water glass was dead, and the phone was almost killed in battle.

The stupid author looked at the dying mobile phone, and really couldn't figure out why they chose yesterday to die in love, and was it an auspicious day yesterday.

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no result, so the stupid author learned from the pain, and spent one or two hundred yuan to send the mobile phone to do a big insurance/health, and I only got it today.

I have to say that the stupid author's mobile phone is also in a rough life. So far, the screen has been broken three times, and the screen has been replaced three times. It took five or six hundred to repair.

Well, it's almost half the price of the phone. (Ah, why do I suddenly feel pain in my flesh)

So, if it breaks again next time, should I consider saving some money to change the phone?

Then, today I will make up for what I couldn’t update yesterday, and update a chapter at 6 o’clock and 9 o’clock (should not be slapped in the face again, the stupid author just found out that I am missing from the sci-fi future crossover list, this time it’s really over if you don’t rub metaphysics The ball is gone, crying...)