"Who is the current lord of Peony City?" Witte asked curiously.
"Has Your Highness indeed lost his memory? The former lord of Shaoyao City was your cousin. Although he was married, he had no children. Since his death two years ago, Shaoyao City has been directly managed by the king," the messenger explained patiently.
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"So that's it." Witte suddenly realized, "After all, Peony City is a territory, and my father can't always run it by himself. Who does he plan to hand over to run Peony City in the future, the second prince or the third princess?"
"I don't know the details. Anyway, it must be one of them. It is said that the king is now anxious to hand over the management of Peony City to others, but he is reluctant to hand over such a prosperous territory to his nephew, and he feels that the second prince and
The third princess is not yet mature enough to take over Shaoyao City, so the king is now very embarrassed about this matter."
"So this is ah."
Witte nodded, thinking that maybe his father's idea was that one of the second prince and third princess would inherit the throne, and the other would be given the title of duke or earl and become the lord of Peony City.
He didn't know what his younger brothers and sisters would have towards him. They might be easy-going, humble, or mean like his stepmother. But he had no formal contact with them after time travel, so it was useless for him to guess out of thin air now.
He thought that if his two younger brothers and sisters had a bad attitude towards him, then it would be enough for him to simply say hello to them and not say anything more.
"Your Highness, would you like to go to the clothing store with me and choose clothes for yourself?" A child-like smile appeared on the messenger's rosy face.
Werther felt that given his current situation, it would be better to save money, so he waved his hand and said, "No need, my current clothes are enough, why don't you go in and buy them for your sister."
The messenger also shook his head, smiled gently, and said: "I am doing things for the king now, and I can't stop doing my own thing in the middle. Therefore, my sister's clothes can wait until later. Not to mention that I just bought it last month.
My sister bought a necklace for twelve silver coins. If I buy her clothes this month, I will spoil her."
"It seems that you brother and sister have a very good relationship."
"Haha, okay, my sister and I are two years apart, so we can say we grew up together. I also want to buy her a lot of things, but after all, I am just a messenger, and my monthly salary is only one gold coin, half a bag of wheat flour and
Half a bag of bacon. Buying that necklace for her also made me feel really sad."
The messenger smiled as he spoke, then sat on the seat in front of the carriage and said to Werther: "Your Highness, it's time for us to be on our way. Please get in the carriage."
After Werther got on the carriage, he continued to ask curiously: "By the way, how many messengers are there in the palace?"
"Two, my master and me. My master will retire and return to his hometown soon. After a while, I will be the only messenger in the palace."
"Only two or one messenger!" Werther said in surprise as he held out the number two with his left hand and the number one with his right hand.
"Your Highness's amnesia is so severe that he has even forgotten this." The messenger explained to him, "The job of the palace messenger is to deliver letters from the palace to people in other places. There are not many letters sent from the palace. Most of them are
Concentrated before the banquet, not to mention some letters are sent by ordinary mail, so one messenger is enough."
"So that's it." Werther suddenly realized.
"Your Highness is obviously the eldest prince.
, but it seems that he has never lived in the palace. He is really an interesting person." The messenger squinted his eyes again and smiled, and said, "Sit tight, I am going to start driving. The road ahead is easy, I will let the horse
My son runs faster~"
"No problem, let's get started."
The carriage began to drive towards Frank City again. After another night, by noon, they had left Peony City. The messenger looked at the clock in the distance and saw that it was now a quarter past twelve.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid the road ahead will not be easy. In order to rush for time, we won't have lunch in the tavern. Otherwise, you can just eat the dry food in the car."
"Well, of course, but what about you?"
The messenger's voice was trembling: "I won't eat now because I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver you before two o'clock in the afternoon! If I can't deliver you on time, both the king and my master will scold me."
"Okay then. But why does my father want me to arrive before two o'clock in the afternoon?" Werther asked doubtfully.
"I don't know. I probably want you to have enough time to rest."
Sure enough, there was a section of road ahead that was not easy to walk, with mud and swamps everywhere. If you avoided the swamps, you would fall into the mud. It took the two people a long time to push the carriage to an easy place to drive.
"Well, since it's not easy to walk here, why do you still go here?" Werther asked curiously, "Obviously the road on the other side is better."
"Haha." The messenger touched the back of his head again and said with a smile, "I'm not familiar with the road. It's for this reason that my master doesn't trust me to continue working alone in the palace. He plans to wait until I become more proficient.
Later, I will retire and return to my hometown."
"I see, your master is also very good to you, right?"
"He was very kind to me and taught me a lot."
"It's really good."
After lunch, Werther fell asleep again in a daze. I don't know how long it took, but in his sleep, he heard someone calling him: "Your Highness, wake up."
Werther suddenly woke up from his sleep and saw the courier's red face peeking out from the curtains of the carriage.
The messenger stuck out his tongue, looked a little apologetic, and said: "Your Highness, I still delayed delivery to you for a quarter of an hour. I hope you don't blame me."
"I won't blame you."
"That's good. Your Highness, get out of the car quickly, they are here to pick you up."
After hearing what the messenger said, Werther turned his head and saw a servant from the palace opening the carriage door for him. The servant saluted arrogantly and said: "Your Highness, welcome back to the palace."
In addition to this servant, there were more than a dozen servants standing outside the carriage. All of them looked at Werther with indifferent eyes. Some even crossed their arms in front of their chests and curled their lips maliciously. Their expressions made Werther
I felt as if I were a criminal servant who was caught in the palace and about to be whipped, while they seemed to be noble royal members.
No, as a prince who has made meritorious deeds, even if I am not greeted by a group of servants with smiles on their faces, there should still be a few servants who will respectfully take me into the palace. These more than ten people looked disgusted at me.
What happened to the lewd servant? Werther couldn't help but feel strange.
He looked carefully at the servant at the front, and then recalled that this servant was one of the servants who specially served his stepmother. He met him on the first day he traveled to this world, and felt the arrogance and contempt in him.
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Werther was surprised and said
, if they are servants sent by my father, they will definitely give me some face for my meritorious service. But the attitude of these servants in front of me seems so disrespectful, they are obviously sent by my stepmother. Are they all stepmothers?
confidant!
"Your Highness, why don't you get out of the car?"
The face of the servant at the front became even colder. This cold face was not simply expressionless, but like a frozen floor, and there was even a thicker layer of ice underneath, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
The expressions of other servants continued to be arrogant, which made Werther feel very uncomfortable.
Werther looked at them doubtfully, then pretended to be calm and got out of the carriage.
"Where are you going to take me? Do I have to go to see my father first?" Werther asked the servant standing in front of him.
"His Royal Highness, you will know in a moment." The servant said coldly.
"Don't you mean to say that you are not taking me to see my father?" Werther stood there and looked at them cautiously.
"Your Highness, don't be so panicked. We won't harm you. I will take you to see the king and queen, but before that, I have to take you somewhere."
"Where and what are you going to do?" Werther frowned slightly.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, we will not let you get hurt, and we will try our best not to make you sick." The servant seemed a little impatient by Werther's question. He squinted upward at Werther and curled his lips.
Werther knew that he would not be able to ask anything now, so he stopped asking. However, looking at the posture of these people, he always felt that they would do something strange. What could it be, Werther couldn't help but start thinking in his heart
worry.
But he thought about it again, since he had magic and force points, he should be able to deal with it even if there was danger, so he quickly regained his composure.
The messenger playfully patted him on the back. After he looked back, he made a victory gesture to him and said softly: "Your Highness, I will drive to deliver messages to other nobles in Frank City.
Don’t worry about me, just go in with confidence and wish you good luck.”
Werther grinned and made a victory gesture towards him, saying: "I also wish you good luck, happy messenger. I'll see you later. Next time you go to Daybreak Town, I will definitely treat you to bread and give you some bread."
I want to treat you to a big dinner."
"See you later, Your Highness, I look forward to your agreement." The messenger put one hand on the other shoulder and saluted respectfully to Werther with a smile.
After bidding farewell to the messenger, Werther followed the servants toward the palace in front. They were now walking on a stone road that was neither wide nor narrow. There were courtyard-like places on both sides of the road. They were near a fork in the road.
The location, when you reach the fork in the road, is the open space in front of the palace. Crossing the open space is the gate of the palace.
It is winter now. Although there are no flowers of different colors in the courtyard, nor are there beautiful red or yellow fallen leaves like a few months ago, there are pine trees, shrubs and beautiful and exquisite small fountains. Werther looked at it briefly,
Soon we reached the open space in front of the palace.
The area of the open space is not small, and there is a large fountain on the right. When Werther left last time, this fountain was only made of stone bricks. When I looked at it again today, I found that it was actually inlaid with gold.
There were several young people practicing swordsmanship in the distance. They were dressed like royalty and nobles. I'm afraid there was a second prince and a third princess among them, Werther thought.