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Carl ended up not pulling out a book.He sat at the desk for a while, and then turned on his optical brain to read a few news articles and watched a few short videos, then left the study and walked back to the room alone.

Carl looked around the room again.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but he always feels that the room in front of him looks better, and everything in it is so in line with his wishes, maybe it's because there is an additional layer of subjective emotion now?After shopping around, Carl sat on the sofa in the living room, speculating secretly.

Arthur didn't keep Karl waiting too long. He went to King Vido and briefly explained the situation. He said that after he had been teaching his seniors to live in the palace for a while, he chatted with Queen Mona for a while. God, I'm back.

Arthur went directly to the study to find Carl, but when he got there, he found no one there, so he had to ask Braun.Braun told Arthur that he had indeed brought Karl to the study, but Karl never summoned him after that, and he didn't know where Karl was now.

"Perhaps His Majesty Lawrence has already returned to his room. Your Highness might as well go back and look for it."

Braun said so.Arthur thought about it, and there was really no other way, so he turned around and walked towards the room.

The door of Carl's room was closed, and there was no sound from inside. Arthur was not sure if there was anyone inside, so he hesitated for a moment, and went forward to knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Senior, are you inside?"

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Carl's voice came from the room, because it was a little blurry from a distance, Arthur couldn't hear his emotions, but thinking of the fact that Carl returned to the room after not staying in the study for a long time, Arthur really didn't feel that he was in the study now. There will be a good mood.

[Where did it fail to make the senior unhappy?Obviously, the senior was in a good mood when I left. ]

Arthur was a little uneasy. He walked up to Karl as silently as possible, looked at his expressionless face, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Karl.

"Do."

Karl pointed to the sofa opposite, speaking concisely.

Arthur sat down as promised. He noticed Carl's upright sitting posture, and he just felt that something was wrong-Carl would only sit so standard when he was going to have a serious topic.Arthur opened his mouth and closed it again, knowing it was best to let Carl speak first, and he was really confused by the situation.

"Arthur, you designed this room."

Carl used an affirmative sentence, he was not afraid that Arthur would not admit it - there was no need for the other party to lie about such a trivial matter.

"it's me."

Arthur admitted decisively, he thought, he probably had some confidence in the current situation.Karl alone would never have thought of this matter, so the housekeeper Braun probably said something to him on the way to the study, but Braun is not a person who will take the initiative to ask for credit for the master, so there is a great possibility It was when the two of them were talking about something that they accidentally slipped the tongue, and Karl noticed it and asked, and then he had to tell the truth.

"I don't know."

Carl shook his head suspiciously.

"You obviously can't be sure that I will come back with you."

"No, I'm not sure."

Arthur lowered his eyes.

"Senior, when I extended the invitation to you, I was not even [-]/[-] sure that you would agree. However, even if there is only a [-]/[-] possibility, I will prepare everything in advance. I hope that no matter when If you are willing to come to the palace, I can give you the best, instead of being in a hurry."

Karl was so strange that he was not surprised, maybe he had thought of it a long time ago, but when he really heard Arthur say it, he still felt palpitations.During the past three years of getting along, Carl thought he understood Arthur fairly well, and the facts proved this point. At least now, when he was asked to watch Arthur's behavior, he actually had a kind of calmness that he expected—this is something that is important to anyone. Serious people never change when facing their feelings.

"does it worth?"

Karl finally asked this question, the question he had always wanted to ask - for an uncertain answer, for a tiny possibility, is it really worth the effort?

"How could it not be worth it?"

Arthur rarely smiled. He felt that the senior who asked this question was really likable, so much that he couldn't help but want to hold him in his arms.But he didn't tell Karl the reason, maybe because he knew that what Karl wanted was an answer.

"Senior, it's time for dinner, let's go to the lobby first, we can eat soon."

Arthur changed the subject.

"Ah."

Carl didn't get up to follow, he thought, at least in terms of empathy, he liked Arthur very much-the former never made him difficult.

During the formal meal, Carl discovered another advantage of Arthur that he liked - Arthur never lied to him.The craftsmanship of the royal chef is rare in the world, and the one who is the chef in Arthur's palace can be said to have reached a peak in the aspect of 'cooking'-whether it is appetizing before meals The hors d’oeuvres, the hot and cold assortment for the main meal, or the fresh and non-greasy dessert smoothie after the meal, are all so delicious that you can’t wait to swallow your tongue.

Although Karl likes to eat, he doesn't actually eat much in one meal, but he ate an extra bowl of rice in this meal, which is enough to show that he is satisfied with the chef's craftsmanship.Seeing Carl eating so happily, Arthur was naturally happy - after all, although he thought that Carl would like the dishes in the palace, he was still a little uncertain before actually seeing them.

[It's really great that the senior likes it, although he will at least stay for a while longer, and maybe he won't refuse the invitation to come to the palace next time. ]

When Arthur thought of this, he only felt happy physically and mentally, and unconsciously ate half a bowl more. As a result, both of them were full.

As expected, Arthur chose to take a walk in the backyard. Carl would naturally not refuse. The two of them walked leisurely on the cobbled path, with the night sky full of stars above their heads. It was a rare sight in my heart. Leisurely.

Carl looked up at the sky. On a clear summer night, it was as beautiful as a dream. Carl suddenly remembered the earth in the history books - it is said that there is always a bright and bright moon in the night, and it is cloudy and sunny; In different seasons, there are different constellations in the sky, arranged and combined into various beautiful shapes, waiting for people to discover; there is also the Venus, the book says that it is a star that can only be seen at a specific time...

[The night on Earth must be more beautiful than this. ]

Out of the blue and appropriate to the occasion, Karl wanted to take a look at the beautiful beauty. People in ancient times had so many poems to sing about the hazy moonlight, it was really hard not to arouse Karl's longing for it.It's a pity that the earth has long lost its original appearance, and it is nearly a thousand light-years away from the planet they live in now. It seems that they have no chance to feel the shock in ancient books after spending their entire lives.

Thinking of this, Carl inevitably felt a little regretful. He sighed inaudibly, but he didn't want to be noticed by Arthur immediately.

"Senior?"

Confused and nervous, Arthur stopped walking when he heard the low of the sigh.

"Senior... is there anything you don't like?"

Carl was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his behavior probably misunderstood Arthur, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"No."

He soothed the deep-seated nervousness of his junior.

"No, Arthur, you have arranged everything very well. I have nothing to dissatisfy with. It's just that I was feeling emotional just now, and I started to enjoy watching the bright moon."

Unfortunately, it is rare to be complete, so I sigh softly.

Carl didn't say the rest, but Arthur understood. He knew that Carl had always liked ancient things, and he also had an infinite yearning for the natural scenery depicted in history books. Tonight's night is beautiful, so it's no wonder that Carl would Suddenly there is such an idea.Arthur only felt that he hadn't thought carefully and didn't let the senior enjoy what he wanted, and he was annoyed for a while.

"Senior, if you have a chance, you will definitely see it in the future." As long as it is what you want to see.

"Ah."

Karl only thought that Arthur was making him happy, but he didn't refute it.He thought that he may also like Arthur a little bit, but this love is too shallow, so shallow that he can't be sure whether he likes Arthur, or his care and company.