shuhaige
Chapter 1772: When Were You Planning To Get Married?
Chapter 1772: When Were You Planning To Get Married?
Chapter 1772: When Were You Planning to Get Married?
Having obtained the king's permission and with the court physician hesitating, he played a little trick,
creating a very mysterious atmosphere.
This made the king inevitably worried. He turned to him, "What's wrong? Since you've come, you must
have something to say, right?"
"Your Majesty, Prince Louis has beaten Prince Taylor," the court physician said with a grave
expression, sighing, "and he beat him severely, leaving him bruised and swollen, unable to show his
face."
The king stopped in his tracks, looking at him with some disbelief.
The court physician also stopped, and the two middle-aged men's gazes met. The court physician
couldn't quite figure out what the king was thinking at the moment, but he knew that he had
successfully made his complaint.
After a few seconds of silence, the king asked him, "What was the reason?"
The calm tone surprised the court physician, but it was clear that the king was not aware of this matter
before.
"I'm asking you for the reason," the king repeated, his tone calm but with a hint of impatience. "Don't
hesitate, just speak."
The court physician quickly regained his composure. "I... I'm not sure."
"Not sure, and yet you made a complaint?" The king saw through him, seeming to understand his
thoughts in a second.
The words "made a complaint" struck the court physician, making him feel a little guilty and somewhat
embarrassed because making a complaint was something only a three-year-old child would do. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
The king glanced at him, his gaze withdrawing, and continued to stride forward.
The court physician hung his head, half-bent, feeling somewhat ashamed as he followed alongside the
king.
And so, the topic ended there. The king didn't mention it again, and the court physician dared not
continue with the complaint.
However, the king was filled with worry and concern for Taylor in his heart, and at the same time, he
was very certain that there was a reason for the incident.
Louis was a sensible child, understanding the rules and considering the overall situation. Being beaten
up must be Taylor's own fault; otherwise, how could Catherine have watched her son being harmed
without coming to complain?
It wasn't until the court physician, with an anxious heart, accompanied the king for a long walk, not
paying attention to the scenery along the way, that he realized a fact today-
That Prince Louis's position in the king's heart far surpassed that of Prince Taylor's, so his position on
the throne was definitely secure. This matter would not change.
The court physician thought to himself that he must not offend Prince Louis in the future, otherwise,
how could he continue to thrive in the royal court?
The two strolled around the courtyard, and as they returned when they were about to reach the palace,
the king spoke, "Go and treat Taylor, don't leave any sequelae."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the court physician respectfully saluted and reported, "I will treat him. Recovery
may take a long time. Although his life is not in danger, his tendons and bones have been injured."
"Very well," the king said, not saying anything more.
In the evening, Rowan arrived at the royal palace to have dinner with the king, as they had agreed.
In the magnificent dining hall, Rowan and his father sat at opposite ends of the table.
Exquisite waiters lined up to serve tonight's dishes one by one-two cups of fruit soup, chocolate pie,
Dupont wine, turbot fillet, venison, with lobster mousse... and rice was also served.
Although there were only the father and son, the dishes were nutritious and plentiful.
"When do you and Claire plan to get married?" the king asked, smiling as he personally poured the
wine, looking at the handsome man sitting opposite him with some anticipation.
Today, it seemed as if the matter brought up by the court physician had not been heard. The king would
not dwell on it, let alone ask for reasons here.