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Chapter 1623 - He Guessed He Would Ask Eventually
Later they found out that recently too many women had cto see Prince Louis.
An average of several waves every day.
And Prince Louis treated them coldly, regardless of whether the other party was beautiful or their status.
"How strange, doesn't he want to be king? He doesn't even try to win over the officials after just returning to the royal family?"
"He's really indifferent to fand fortune."
"Maybe he's a bit dumb."
The girls were puzzled and discussed privately.
Rowan gave people a feeling of being aloof from worldly affairs. He did not make any move to win over any forces, and spent most
of his thiding in his own palace, gardening and raising grass.
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So no one could figure out what he was thinking, even Katharine felt very confused.
But since he had invited an Arab doctor to take a look, he was very hopeful that the King's health could recover, he was a very filial
son.
But whether he had ulterior motives, others could not judge.
Moreover, most people also knew about the king's illness, and there was probably no chance of recovery...
The king's abdication was only a matter of time, and everyone was watching the palace closely.
The green roof of Prince Louis' palace.
The servants brought in fruit plates and pastries, as well as wine and tea, then bowed and retreated.
Rowan and Arthur leaned against the railing. The table and chairs behind them were still in their original positions.
"Do you still remember this place?" Rowan leaned his hands on the railing and squinted to gaze into the distance.
Arthur also leaned his hands on the railing, glanced at him, smiled and looked into the distance, "Of course | remember."
Then, schildhood scenes began to emerge in the minds of the two, so clearly scene by scene.
"After you left, | cup here alone three times," Arthur said emotionally, telling him with a smile, "The servants clean up every
day here, everything is kept the way it was. It feels like so many years have passed in a flash."
Rowan also felt a little emotional. The last the stood here and gazed into the distance, he still needed to stand on a stool.
Arthur turned to look at him, "Louis, | thought you would never cback."
"Over the years, my uncle and | have occasionally been in contact," Rowan said softly, then he turned and looked at him, "Did he
never tell you?"
Arthur shook his head, "No."
Rowan's eyes flashed something. He nodded, and did not say anything more. So his father probably did not know of his
whereabouts either.
He had never asked his uncle not to tell his father, but his uncle did not take the initiative to tell his father.
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"Have you been doing well outside these years?" Arthur asked caringly, as a good friend.
"Pretty good," Rowan did not intend to reveal too much to him, so he changed the subject, "Can | ask you about something?"
"Go ahead," Arthur had a sincere smile on his face. He would not hide anything from him, "As long as | know, | can tell you!"
Although times had changed, he still treated Louis as his best friend.
It was just that Rowan was wary of him, and this wariness was not only towards him, but towards everyone in the royal family,
including Uncle Eden.
Everyone around his father could be the poisoner.
The closest person could hurt you the deepest.
Rowan turned around and picked up two glasses of grape wine, handing him one, "My father and Katharine over the years... how
has their relationship been?"
Arthur understood why he asked this question, and guessed that sooner or later he would ask.
Arthur could understand his regret and grief.
Holding the wine glass, Arthur pondered how to speak in the best way - to state the facts while not hurting him.