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

It wasn't the first time Carmen heard this question from Lard.

Sometimes when they hug each other like this, when they have nothing to talk about or do, Lalder will ask him like this, asking him if he has anything to say to him.

As the saying goes, being a thief is easy to have a guilty conscience, and you must have a guilty conscience.

When Carmen first heard this sentence, it wasn't that she didn't suspect that Lard knew something, and whether she wanted him to say it himself.

But this kind of thinking, in the question and answer again and again, gradually faded away——

Lard's reaction was flat and unremarkable, as if he was just asking by the way, and didn't expect an answer.

Whenever this time came, Carmen would always reply that there was nothing wrong, and then Lard would nod in response, and then sleep with him or just sleep.

Lard's indifferent attitude made Carmen always hate this question, his indifference, and his own deception, but he had no choice but to choose to perfunctory again and again.

But now I don't know if it's because the surroundings are too dark, or because Lard's embrace is too warm, Carmen suddenly has a ridiculous expectation.

He clearly knew what the consequences would be if the lies he had constructed all along were exposed, and he also knew that Lard, who was the first elder of the Senate of the Ullman Empire, would severely punish anyone who lied to him.

Even if he is the one who deceives, there will be no exception.

However, he suddenly wished Lard had asked him this question knowing what he had done.

Because of this, it may mean that Lalder really likes him.Moreover, he has been waiting for him to take the initiative to speak out.

So this time, he suddenly wanted to take a gamble. The chip was his honesty, and the prize was Lard's sincerity.

So he hugged Lard even tighter, and then took a deep breath, "I'm not..."

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by a crisp bell.He recognized this voice, the urgent summoning order from His Majesty the Emperor Frere.

Although the boundaries of the relationship between His Majesty the Emperor and Lard always seemed a bit blurred, they were both enemies and friends, as well as monarchs and ministers, but this relationship was still limited to normal times.

In the final analysis, their Ulman Empire is an imperial country, and the imperial power is above everything and above everything.

And His Majesty the Emperor himself is the master of the subjects, and he means the will of God.

Therefore, no one can defy His Majesty's orders, especially the emergency summons issued by him.

Once the convening order is issued, all personnel must arrive in front of the emperor within two hours, otherwise they will be punished for treason.

Even the First Elder of the Senate was not spared.

Therefore, after hearing the summoning order, Carmen knew clearly that he had no chance to speak out this time.

Sure enough, in the next second, Lard patted him on the back, motioning him to let go.

In the darkness, he heard Lard's helpless and regretful voice, "Little Carmen, His Majesty's call has come."

……

When Eagle came down from upstairs, Antonio had already been sent home by Carlos.

Originally, Carlos wanted to keep his often stupid lieutenant for dinner, until Antonio, who was successfully appeased by him, proudly said that he had successfully completed the blind date task and was currently in a relationship with a female editor named Serena.

He also said that Serena treated him very well and would bring him breakfast on time at eight o'clock every morning.

After Carlos heard it, he calculated the time from Antonio's residence to here, and then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

The hour and minute hands clearly pointed to seven thirty.

Speaking of which, in this era of human hands and brains, this kind of clock that needs pointers has been out of print hundreds of years ago, and it is almost impossible to find such things on the market.

Only a few rich and wealthy gentry still kept clocks and watches, and regarded them as a symbol of power.

However, Carlos didn't buy a watch because it was a symbol of power, but just because of the extremely childish quarrel.

At that time, Carlos was still a young and energetic child, and he didn't know what patience was, and he didn't know how to control his anger.

So, long after that incident had passed, he still couldn't control himself and had a big fight with Eggy.

After the two sides argued for a long time, Eggy said that without it, he would be useless, and he would not even know what time it is.

Carlos naturally disagreed with this statement. He sneered angrily, and then returned with one of Lard's many collections that afternoon.

At that time, his relationship with Lard was much better than it is now, not only him, but His Majesty the Emperor Frere was also much more interesting than now.

They often get together to drink, talk about life, talk about dreams, and talk about many interesting and boring things, but they all subconsciously avoid topics related to politics.

In fact, from now on, from the moment they subconsciously avoided politics, their relationship was destined to change.

Speaking of it, I thought time would be difficult, but in the blink of an eye, this day has passed day by day.

Looking back now, Carlos has long forgotten why he was so angry with Eggy, but the clock has been kept on the contrary, and it has not changed its position many years ago.

It's just that some people and things have changed.

Carlos pulled his thoughts back, and glanced down at his lieutenant who was sitting on the sofa obediently, "You just said that the female editor-in-chief named Serena will bring you breakfast on time at eight o'clock every day?"

Sitting on the sofa honestly, well-behaved and clever, but suddenly being called by name, Antonio, who was a little confused, was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Yes."

Seeing that he hadn't realized the problem, Carlos added: "So, did you tell her when you came to my house this time?"

"Ah?" Antonio froze for a moment after hearing this, and was about to ask her what to do, wouldn't it be right to come and see the general himself?

But before the words were spoken, Antonio suddenly realized what was wrong with him, but he didn't know what to do, so he said with a sad face, "General, I forgot about this..."

Seeing his stupid look, Carlos couldn't help but took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, "If you forgot, why don't you hurry back to me, what are you doing sitting here?"

Antonio:"……"

Because of this, Eagle missed the opportunity to meet Antonio.

He went downstairs, looked around, and then looked at Carlos who was in the kitchen, "Lolo, did someone come here just now?"

"Baby is awake." Carlos looked up and smiled at him. "Antonio came here once and just returned."

"Oh," Igor nodded, "Lolo, isn't Father Mu up yet?"

"Well," Carlos paused, "I don't think so. It seems that my father got up so late for the first time. But, is there anything you can do with her baby?"

"Yeah," Igor responded, "Someone sent me a message with an optical brain, he said he was my brother..."

The author has something to say: A manga pursued by a stupid author has only been updated six times a week after returning from a half-year break, and then just yesterday, it cruelly told me that it was googling.

Half a year, the stupid author waited for it for half a year, and it gave me cuckoo again after six updates.

The stupid author's heart is so cool, I'm afraid it will cuckoo for another half a year.

This is really the first comic where I compare my life with the author, and the stupid author thinks that he will definitely lose.

The stupid author has been so overwhelmed for the past two days that he can't take it easy, he doesn't even want to write a novel

That manga is really good-looking, why doesn’t the author update it, wow, cry

Ps: As the saying goes, everyone is really good if you are good. Do you want to enter the pit together? Read the comics to guide the way. Be a god and look forward to ing