Mermaid O was spoiled by the paranoid marshal after being reborn

Karl had never felt that a night was so long, although it was only a short night, he felt as if a century had passed.

After the guards controlled the situation, the imperial doctor rushed to send Cromway into the medical cabin. Karl knew that only serious injuries would require the use of the medical cabin.

Although the situation at the scene was under control, it was still necessary to coordinate with the guards to guide and investigate the personnel at the scene. When Cromway was assassinated and fell down, Aubrey, the deputy general, took the initiative to take over these responsibilities.

After guiding the ball guests and preparing to call the palace surveillance to see how the assassin got into the crowd, he passed by outside the medical cabin and saw Carl sitting in a daze outside the corridor very nervously, so Aubrey stepped forward.

Aubrey originally wanted to go forward to comfort Carl, but he is usually a steel straight man who only tells omegas to drink more hot water when they are sick, and now he can't say any substantive words of comfort, he can only be dry Said, "The boss is so powerful, he has survived the hail of bullets before, and this time he will definitely save the day."

"fine."

Amused by Aubrey's appearance of not comforting others, but still trying hard to persuade himself, Carl twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled at Aubrey.

"Don't worry, go get busy. The marshal is down now. You should still have a lot to do."

After Aubrey left, the surroundings fell into silence again. Although Karl knew that the medical facilities in the palace must be the most advanced in the empire, he still couldn't stop trembling when he recalled Cromway lying in a pool of blood.

Karl closed his eyes slightly, and the bright lights in the palace fell on his eyelids, staining them orange.

Under the moonlight, the branches and leaves outside the castle cast a shadowy silhouette on the window sills. With the frosty moonlight, it looks extraordinarily desolate.Even though the corridor was brightly lit, sitting alone, staring at the lonely shadow under his feet, Carl inevitably felt a little lonely in his heart.

The cold wind blowing through the hall made the thin sweat on Carl's body stick to his spine, making him chill for a while.Karl was in a daze, and suddenly, a coat was draped over him. Karl looked up and found Yige standing upright in front of him.

"...Why are you here?"

Karl was a little surprised. Under the current situation, although he really hoped to have a little friend to accompany him, he never expected that Yige would actually appear in the palace.

Seeing that Carl's eyes were full of surprise, Yige didn't speak, but his eyes glanced behind him without any trace. Karl looked up, but saw Felton, who had always been at odds with Yige, coming forward.

"The night is cold and the dew is heavy, you take off your coat, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Looking down, he caught a glimpse of Yige taking off his coat and covering Carl, and Felton frowned. Although his expression was as proud as a young master as always, he was a little more reproachful.

"I wear a lot, it's not cold, you're wearing a thin dress, so don't take it off."

Seeing the frowning and unbuttoning posture of the other party, Ige waved his hand to stop Felton's movements. At the same time, he raised his chin to signal Felton to look at Carl.

"thank."

After understanding Yige's meaning, Felton frowned, his expression unabated.

"...why should I thank him?"

"Although the Marshal was injured directly to protect His Majesty, it was also indirectly to protect the Prime Minister. Otherwise, how could all the guards around His Majesty gather there and give the assassin an opportunity? Now the Marshal is lying in the medical cabin, Karl She is the marshal's fiancée, shouldn't you thank him?"

Seeing Felton's disbelief as if he had eaten a fly, Yige crossed his arms, but his analysis was rigid.

"..."

Hearing this, Felton's face changed visibly with the naked eye, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, but he glanced at Yige who was standing upright, and then looked at his lowered eyes, because he was worried. Just like Cromway and the haggard-looking Karl, he pursed his lips, and finally stepped forward:

"... On behalf of my father, I thank the Marshal and you."

Felton spoke these words in a very low voice and at an extremely fast speed, as if he was not speaking for others, but as if he was afraid of being heard clearly, but Carl was still startled——

For Felton, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and had a smooth life since he was a child, bowing his head to others is almost more uncomfortable than killing him. Therefore, before today, Carl never thought about it. There will be a day when the other party bows his head to thank others.

"It's okay, it wasn't you or the prime minister who hurt the marshal, so you don't need to thank you."

Seeing that Felton turned his head away, but the expression in his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses was indescribably awkward, Yige put his hands behind his back and pinched the back of each other's hands awkwardly. Karl couldn't help but smile, and thought to himself, it really is one thing and one thing.

Karl nodded and smiled:

"When the marshal wakes up, I will pass on your words to him."

Although the weather was much colder at night than during the day, even without Felton, Carl certainly wouldn't be wearing Igg's coat, so he returned the coat that the other party put on him, and Iggy frowned:

"Why are you meeting me like this? I'm wearing a sweater so I'm not cold. You plan to sit here all night. It will definitely be colder in the second half of the night than it is now."

"The tip of your nose is red from the cold, don't tell me you're not cold."

"Don't worry, I have asked the servants in the palace to help bring the blanket over, don't worry."

Seeing Yige's fierce look, Karl couldn't laugh or cry.

"The Prime Minister was also frightened today. Felton probably just finished his work. It is almost two o'clock in the morning, and you have also been frightened. Take a rest."

Ige was worried at first and wanted to stay with Karl for a while longer, but seeing that Karl insisted on this, and after giving Karl a lot of advice, he had no choice but to leave.

After Igger and Felton left, the surroundings fell into silence again, and the "in operation" plaque still emitted a disturbing red light. Everything around was silent, only the wind blowing the treetops accompanied Carl.

In the first half of the night, due to the heavy bleeding and the fact that the point where the blade was pierced was very close to the heart, Cromway's condition was extremely unstable. The royal doctors in blue came in and out, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Karl's mood also followed Pull it tightly several times.Fortunately, in the second half of the night, the originally chaotic footsteps became calm and stable.

Knowing that Cromway's situation should gradually stabilize, Carl's high-hanging heart finally relaxed, but a wave of exhaustion swept over his heart like a mountain roar and tsunami, making Carl half-close his eyes and feel dizzy. sleep.

Just as Karl was leaning against the cold back of the bench, his eyes were twitching, a man dressed as a guard stepped forward. Karl recognized that this man was the head of the bodyguard who was next to Freddy when he entered the study.

"Is it His Royal Highness Karl?"

The chief guard asked, and after getting a positive answer from Karl, he handed over the blanket in his hand to Karl.

Taking the blanket from the other party and wrapping it around his body, Carlton, who was shivering from the draft, felt a lot warmer.

"Yes... Does Your Majesty want to ask me for something?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Karl asked in a low voice after deliberation.

The head guard nodded, and handed a pile of snacks and rice porridge to Karl. The warm temperature told him that these were not leftovers from the banquet, but freshly made by the imperial chef.

"These are given to you by His Majesty, and he asked me to tell you, thank you for being able to accompany the Marshal."

"And, His Majesty asked me to give you this, saying that it can help you relieve your boredom, and you should be interested."

After the chief guard finished speaking, he handed a heavy book to Karl, and after saluting Karl, he turned around and left in a standard military posture just like when he came.

Carl removed the hard cover, opened the heavy book, and found that it turned out to be a photo album filled with photos of Cromway.

Moreover, there is a photo sticker on the cover of this album, which looks like a hundred-day photo. Cromway, who looks like a baby, is sitting among a pile of toy models, holding a model sailboat in his hand, and his chubby face is full of childlike innocence. His smile made people look at him and couldn't help but be infected by his smile, and laughed too.

...So it turns out that Marshal was as cute as other human cubs when he was a child?

Carl couldn’t help but smile. The photos in the album are arranged in chronological order. As he flipped through the pages, Carl seemed to be able to see Cromway’s growth along the timeline: hundred-day photos, three-year-old photos, the first time Swinging, swimming for the first time, going to kindergarten, drawing for the first time...

Even when he was a teenager or even a young man, he also dabbled in it, but the time interval between the photos was getting longer and longer, and Karl could also feel from the shooting angle that the photos in the back were either snap shots or intercepted from TV news , and even the photo of repelling the Xingkou on TV some time ago was impressively placed at the end of the album.

From the delicate typesetting, Karl felt as if he had clearly seen the marshal's traces from childhood to adulthood. At the same time, he could also feel that the producer of the photo album, His Majesty Freddie, cared about Marshal Cromway.

After reading the last photo, he closed the album and put it on his lap, and stared at the "in operation" light sign for a long time, Carl couldn't help feeling emotional——

If it was still a guess before, now Karl dares to assert completely that the father and son actually miss each other in their hearts, otherwise Cromway would not have rushed forward regardless of his own safety when he saw the assassin, and Frey Di will not have been silently watching Cromway's growth behind his back, and bound these photos into a book.

It's just that the two of them are arrogant and don't know how to express it, so they haven't communicated with each other and understood each other, which led to the current situation that has been frozen for many years and has not been resolved.

Watching and watching, the relationship between father and son gradually became clear, Karl put down the photo album, and secretly made up his mind——

He must let the father and son untie their knots and get back together.

Since the father and son are two awkward people, and none of them is willing to take the initiative to communicate with each other, then he will act as the icebreaker and bridge the gap between them.

Just when Karl was clenching his fist secretly, the door of the closed medical cabin finally opened, and seeing the imperial doctor in surgical gown walking out, Karl immediately got up to meet him.

"... May I ask how the marshal is doing now?"

***

"It's not that bad, but it's not that good either."

The imperial doctor took off his mask, looked up, and found that it was not Freddy who came to inquire, but the little mermaid prince from a foreign country, so he relaxed a little, and he didn't seem so nervous and concerned.

"Fortunately, he was treated in time, and the wound was treated and sutured. The bleeding stopped, but his wound was very deep. Obviously, the knife that was stabbed at that time was cruel to the opponent. And the dagger used to kill I don't know if it's clean or not, and the place where he was assassinated this time is still his old wound, which is equivalent to a second trauma, so although everything looks normal now, the situation cannot be sloppy."

"Now the tetanus and antibiotics have been given, and the wound has been treated and sutured with lasers. As for whether there will be infection or inflammation, we can only rely on fate."

Recalling that when Cromway was sent to the medical cabin, His Majesty's robe was stained with blood, and he looked flustered, as if it was not the marshal who was injured, but himself or his own son, so he added One sentence.

"But we will definitely do our best to treat and care for them."

Although they didn't know the blood relationship between the two, they also knew that the emperor was very fond of Cromway, so they expressed their attitude immediately.

After getting this answer, although the crisis was still not completely resolved, Karl still felt that the stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground. The guards around him saw that he looked bad, because he had stayed up all night and his face was full of tiredness, so they quickly advised him to hurry up. rest.

Karl glanced out of the window, and found that the dawn was breaking, and the sun was rising in the distant mountains, with a fishy belly, and he stayed up all night. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he nodded and accepted the guard's suggestion. Take a break in the nearby lounge.

The next day, the first thing Carl did after waking up was to visit Cromway.

At this time, Cromway had been transferred from the medical cabin to the ward, but outsiders were still not allowed to visit, so Karl could only look into the room through the glass window at most.Cromway was lying on the hospital bed, quiet as if he had fallen asleep, but his frown revealed the fact that he was not sleeping well.

But fortunately, he heard the imperial doctor say that Cromway's condition has stabilized, and so far there is no trend of infection or complications. Carl breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart that had been hanging high all day finally relaxed.

"Here, breakfast."

As soon as Carl sat down on the bench in the corridor, Igger came over with a breakfast bag.

Because this assassination incident needs to be investigated one by one, all the guests at the banquet cannot leave before the investigation is over, so Ige just stayed, knowing that Karl is in a panic now, I am afraid there is no extra thought Putting it on the trivial daily life, so he went to the cafeteria to prepare a set meal and delivered it over.

I saw small steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, mochi, and two cups of soy milk in the bag. Obviously, Ige knew that Karl didn’t like to drink nutrient solution, so I called here specially, but I have to say, the best food in the palace From hard dishes to snacks and desserts, they are extremely delicious, making people a real treat.

"Did you eat?" Carl asked.

Seeing the other party shaking his head, he and Ige found a bench nearby and sat down, and the two shared breakfast.

It has to be said that delicious food does have miraculous effects that can heal the soul. After taking a bite of the thin and juicy steamed bun, feeling the delicious juice bursting in his mouth, Karl felt that most of the haze in his heart had been dispelled.

However, while eating breakfast, Carl couldn't help recalling the photo album he saw last night, and the desire to let the father and son get rid of the knot in his mind became stronger and stronger.

After a stormy meal, he stuffed the last mouthful of Xiaolongbao into his mouth, and Carl asked Yige:

"...Ige, do you know how to reconcile a father and son who clearly care about each other but don't talk about each other?"

"Do you ask me this question?"

Yige was a little surprised, but lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"...my father died on the battlefield when I was very young, my mother remarried, and I haven't seen them since I was five years old. I grew up with my older sister. "

"Sorry, I don't know..."

Seeing Karl's apologetic face, he wanted to apologize when he heard the words, but Ige waved his hand, the sad look on his face was fleeting, and he quickly returned to calm.

"You don't have to apologize to me. You can't choose your origin. After so many years, I've actually gotten used to it."

"Okay, so why are you asking such a question all of a sudden?"

Seeing Yige looking at him, Carl felt troubled in his heart.After all, this matter also belongs to the secret of the royal family in a certain sense, and Carl has now seen that Iger and Felton somehow overlap, so he can't help but hesitate.

Seeing Karl's expression of embarrassment, Yige understood and calmly said:

"Is it still related to your marshal?"

"Um……"

Karl nodded, suddenly had an idea, but the information was blurred.

"It is true that it has something to do with the Marshal. He and his father had a rift because of some old things in childhood, but after he was in danger this time, his father was very nervous and concerned, and I can see that he also cared very much. His father, but because father and son have two proud personalities, they don't know each other's thoughts."

"If this was in the past when medical technology was not so developed, it might be like the TV show on the ancient earth, where relatives compete for blood transfusions, and then use family affection to defeat diseases."

After listening to Carl's words, Yige couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"what is this?"

Carl was a little curious, but Yige didn't speak, but directly sent a video to his optical brain.

Carl: "..."

"Okay, no kidding."

Seeing that Carl was speechless after clicking on the clip, Ige put away the joking smile on his face.

"I think your idea is good. If you want the father and son to get back together, it is indeed a good choice to have a middleman who can make a bridge. His father should also like you, right? After all, you look like So well-behaved, whose parents would not like it?"

Hearing what Iger said, Carl thought about it carefully, and felt that Freddy treated him very gently, but he seemed more nervous, and he was very worried about whether he was being abrupt.

"probably……"

Carl thought for a while, not sure.

"That's good. Then you are really suitable as the middleman. After all, you are the future father-in-law."

Iggy smiled.

"In this case, you should start with the reasons, and find out what the two parties are that have led to this incompatible situation, and find a way to make them feel each other's love for you. Isn't the marshal just sick now? What? This is a great opportunity right in front of you."

Seeing that Karl was thinking about what he said, Yige burst out.

"Actually, I think it's normal for a father-son relationship to have friction in a family. Especially in adolescence, when young people are arrogant and arrogant, they will find that the father who was once omnipotent in their minds is actually just a capable father. Ordinary people who make mistakes will inevitably feel that their image has collapsed, coupled with the fact that young people are more rebellious and save face, it is actually quite normal to have quarrels with their fathers."

"And as you said, the marshal and his father should have had a grievance for many years, so you don't have to be too anxious, just a little bit of temptation, a little bit of guidance, everything needs to be done step by step."

Worried that Karl was kind-hearted and too anxious, Iggy comforted him.

Carl nodded and agreed.

"But having said that, who is the identity of the assassin this time? Why did he assassinate His Majesty the Emperor. Fortunately, Marshal Cromway is fine, otherwise you must be worried to death."

Recalling what happened at the ball, Ige, who was a witness, still felt lingering fear, not to mention Karl. Seeing Cromway injured, he must have unimaginable tension and worry in his heart.

Carl whispered: "Aubrey told me that the assassin was not a Zerg, but a civilian from a poor area. Before entering the bottom of the Erengar Legion, it seemed... It seemed that he had done something under Bunyan for a while, The motive and reason of the other party have not been investigated yet.”

Hearing Karl's explanation, Yige held his chin upon hearing the words. He thought for a while, rolled his eyes, as if he had suddenly thought of something, approached Karl and said in a low voice:

"...Carl, I have an idea. Although I'm not sure, but have you noticed why Morris, who always likes to show off in front of His Majesty, didn't show up in the misunderstanding that day?"

"Furthermore, this captured assassin once worked under Bunyan. Bunyan got close to Morris and did not deal with Cromway. You should have heard about this."

As early as when he was on the shuttle from Atlantis to the Empire, Karl could already feel the disagreement between Bunian and Cromway from the dispute caused by him. Now this detail has passed When Yige mentioned this point, it did become a bit intriguing.

"But what good will it do him?"

Carl frowned

Igg folded his arms and shook his head.

"If it wasn't for Cromway's agility and quick response at that time, and he sacrificed himself to block the blow for His Majesty, if he failed to do any link at that time, it would have really caused His Majesty to be hurt, and the security of the palace had such a big flaw. , he will definitely not escape the blame, and will be impeached by the courtiers saying that he clearly commanded the imperial army, but he did not defend properly, causing His Majesty the Emperor to be in danger."

"...If this is the case, His Majesty Morris is betting on his father's life!"

Hearing Yige's analysis, Carl's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"You're still too naive, Yig."

Iggy let out a long sigh.

"You think, Maurice is the only son under His Majesty's knees. Even if something happens to His Majesty, as the only crown prince, he will definitely inherit the throne."

"It can even be said that Morris doesn't care about His Majesty's safety at all, and his current plan is also taking the opportunity to test His Majesty's attitude to see if he will punish Cromway."

"It's still like this... But the Marshal has never told me about this before."

Carl couldn't believe it at first, but Yige's words pushed away the bloody facts. Carlton felt horrified at the time, but he was terrified when he thought about it.

Yige looked complicated.

"The struggle between the royal family is beyond what you can imagine. The intricate entanglement of interests is like a dark net, far more complicated than you imagined. The marshal didn't tell you this because he didn't want you to be involved too. Get involved in these things and become a puppet in the sensual network of power."

"...but I don't think it's protecting me. If I don't know anything, I can't know the marshal's situation. This will only make me more worried."

Carl said, but he couldn't help feeling sad for a while.

When will he be able to join hands with Cromway and become someone who can fight with each other.

He wanted to be Kapok and stand side by side with Karenway, instead of being a Lingxiao tree, he could only blindly accept the other party's protection, or even become the other party's burden.