Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 99: Leaving London

Duke Wilson went to Buckingham Palace the morning after Orlam's visit.

When he came this time, George was meeting the foreign secretary. George had just become king and had a lot of diplomatic work to do, so Duke Wilson could only wait outside the living room where George met the minister, sitting on the soft chair under the porch. I was in a very bad mood. Although he always felt that the army his father left him was not easy to use, but in any case, this is the army of the Christ family, and now it will be terminated in his own hands. Duke Wilson no matter what. It's all a little uncomfortable.

After a while, the originally closed door finally reacted, thinking that a servant with a white wig and a very flashy dress came out, nodded slightly to Duke Wilson, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please come in." /

He's been sitting here for less than three minutes, and is George already finished? Duke Wilson thought to himself, but with a cold look on his face, he nodded, turned and walked in.

As soon as he went in, he saw George sitting on the sofa with an old gentleman, and when they saw him come in, they all stood up. This old gentleman Duke Wilson knew, his name was Ukulele, and he was a knight. The Ukulele family is also considered to be a relatively old-fashioned aristocrat in Britain.

"Your Majesty." The old Ukulele had always been known for his shrewdness. At this time, when Duke Wilson came in, he knew that the next thing was beyond his control, so he hurriedly said goodbye to George: "Today's affairs are almost over. , I'll leave first."

George pretended to be surprised for a moment, and then said, "I didn't expect it to end so soon. You have worked hard today, so go back." He smiled at the ukulele with a gentle expression.

Seeing the old ukulele leave respectfully, the fake smile on George's face was removed, and facing Duke Wilson, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This is really A disaster, I didn't expect it to be such a tedious thing to be a king, and looking at the long list of emojis gave me a headache."

Duke Wilson didn't want to hear him talk about his communication with the foreign royal family, he just twitched the corner of his mouth perfunctorily, and then immediately said: "Your Majesty, it's already early winter, if I don't go back to Delan Lier, I will only I'm afraid that my tenants will not have a good time this winter."

The relaxed smile on George's face disappeared in an instant, and the originally gentle face was a little stiff for a while: "Uncle Charles, didn't I discuss this with you last time? Now is not the best time for you to go back. , you have been a great help to me this time, and I hope you can stay in London and help me."

Duke Wilson smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, help him? I'm afraid that I will feel relieved if I want to lock myself by his side.

"Your Majesty, I don't have much experience in how to govern a country. I have spent most of my life dealing with people on my fief. I'm a little apprehensive about your high hopes for me. If I live up to your expectations, let me go back to Delanlier, even in a remote town, I will pray for you." Duke Wilson half lowered his eyebrows and said with an uncertain expression.

George looked at Duke Wilson and couldn't help squinting. He was very aware of Duke Wilson's ability. Back then in Oxford, he was always the most dazzling presence. Later, when he returned to London, he was even more As soon as he entered politics in the first year of the new year, many politicians looked at him differently. At that time, the Home Secretary even hoped that he could be trained as his political heir, but unfortunately...

George couldn't help clenching his fists and smiled unnaturally: "You don't have to be so arrogant, I fully understand your abilities."

But Duke Wilson was a little disgusted by such Tai Chi-like remarks. He couldn't help but raised his head to look at George and frowned: "What the **** do you want to do?"

Hearing that Duke Wilson didn't even take his honorary title, George couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Uncle Charles, I really hope you can stay in London, what's wrong with London? Delan Lier is just a remote place. You won't be as happy as you are in London when you go back."

Duke Wilson couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart. George was still the George he used to be, and he always liked to save others by himself.

"I don't have to worry about whether I'm doing well in Delanlier. I'll give you the army in my hands when I go back this time. Please let me leave London." Duke Wilson found that he had already Tired of trying again and again with George, I went straight to the point.

George opened his eyes instantly and looked at Duke Wilson in disbelief: "You..." He pursed his slightly dry lips and looked straight at Duke Wilson: "Is that what you think of me? ?"

Duke Wilson couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard his tone: "It doesn't matter what I think of you, I want to leave London, please allow me."

George looked at Duke Wilson's determined look, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He didn't expect that he would be able to do this in order to leave London and give up the army of the Chris family. George never thought of such a result. .

"Uncle Charles." George finally regained his calm at this time, but the look in his eyes was still slightly dim: "I don't mean to take back your army, it is the army my father gave to your father. It is also your credit for my successful entry into Buckingham Palace, and you are my uncle. I will never treat you like this. It was my fault to keep you in London before. If you insist on leaving, please leave. Well."

George pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly and didn't look at Duke Wilson again.

Duke Wilson was a little puzzled at this time. He glanced at George. Does he really care about the army in his hands? Duke Wilson's mind changed slightly, he still cares, but now he is on the cusp. If he takes back the army in his hands at this time, I'm afraid it will damage his reputation. I'm afraid there are other means later, Duke Wilson's heart instantly Heightened vigilance, and at the same time feeling a little disgusted, it seems that even if he leaves London in the future, he will not be able to escape from these things.

"Thank you for your understanding." Duke Wilson bowed.

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few more words, and before the atmosphere cooled down, Duke Wilson finally withdrew and left.

Seeing Duke Wilson's figure disappearing behind the door, the gentle smile on George's face gradually cooled, and he suddenly said, "Is this what you told him?" Although he used a question, his tone But it is very firm, and it is very clear in the slightly empty hall.

After saying these words, a door on the bookcase on the side of the hall suddenly opened slowly, and it was Oram who came out. He had a gentle smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about Prince George's indifference at all. words: "I told him, isn't that what you need?"

His words were so reasonable that even George couldn't help but be taken aback: "He's my uncle! How could I treat him like this!" George immediately reacted and shouted angrily.

Oram has never seen George so angry before, but his expression is still calm, and he said coldly: "Although he is your uncle, he is also your servant, do you still remember this?"

George was stunned for a moment. He looked straight at Oram, as if he no longer knew this person. After a long time, he finally sat back on the sofa in a bit of depression. Can't see his expression clearly.

"Do I have to do this?" George's tone trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

Looking at George like this, Oram's mind suddenly popped out of what they looked like when they were three children. He and George would always follow Duke Wilson, watching his eyes adoring and burning, dreaming Go out with him, and Duke Wilson will always be that arrogant and indifferent teenager, very impatient with them, but no matter where he goes, he will never refuse to follow them.

"You have to do this, it's your responsibility." Oram said calmly, as if his youth were just an illusion.

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Duke Wilson returned to his mansion with the good news. Evan was surprised to know that Prince George let them go without the slightest conditions, but thinking about the current situation, he understood a bit.

Duke Wilson was afraid that this matter would change, so he ordered Steward Chris to pack up that night, but Steward Chris was caught off guard.

"You want to leave now?" He looked at Duke Wilson with some surprise, not understanding the sudden thoughts of his master.

"I have to leave now, Chris, you have been with the Christ family for so many years, and you should understand our difficulties. Now Delan Lier is my best place to return." Duke Wilson said slowly.

Butler Chris felt a little ashamed for a while. Of course, he knew how the Christ family was forced back from London by the late king to Derainlier. He even understood very well that when the old duke died, he still wanted to Returning to London again to revive the glory of the Crist family, he thought it would be different now with a new king, and now it seems that it is not.

"Yes, it's my fault, I'll be ready tomorrow." Chris nodded regretfully and left Duke Wilson's study.

Watching Chris leave, Evan frowned slightly: "Isn't there anything wrong with us leaving in such a hurry?"

Duke Wilson listened to Evan's question but lost his seriousness before, just smiled gently: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Since Duke Wilson made a promise, Evan was not too worried. Before dawn the next day, they prepared their bags and rode in the carriage of Duke Wilson's residence, heading for the train station.

Little Edward was still in his sleep, and Evan carried him into the carriage. After a long journey, he finally returned to Delanere again. This time, when he returned to this place, Evan felt different. It was a completely different feeling from the first time.

That time he came to this place with resentment and unwillingness full of ambition, but this time, he only felt safe and secure, this place has a different meaning to him.

Butler Chris took the lead, and when the Duke and Evan got out of the carriage, he had already driven the carriage to greet him.

Little Edward has lost the excitement on the train now, and is sleeping peacefully in the arms of the footman.

Duke Wilson and Evan walked in the direction of Butler Chris, and he also walked towards the two of them. When approached, Evan realized that Butler Chris's face was not good-looking.

"What's the matter?" Duke Wilson asked, frowning, of course he saw the difference in Butler Chris's expression.

"Lord Duke, a nun in the town died. I heard it was a murder! And it's also related to Colonel Mel!" Of course, Steward Chris did not dare to hide Duke Wilson, and said immediately.

But when he said these words, Duke Wilson was not doing well, but Evan was taken aback, nun? Could it be that... he had a bad idea in his heart.