"Hmm~"

Seeing that Gustav didn't speak for a long time, Allen thought he was stunned by what he had just said. No matter what, Gustav was a king after all, but his life was not as good as his. Allen couldn't help feeling a little proud. This was the result of his efforts step by step over the years to get to his current status. He felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"Hey...you're already this old, aren't you going to pick your future countess?"

Gustav was trying to find out the truth by hinting at it, and was trying to send a wife to his future son-in-law in a tactful way.

"Hmm? Countess?"

When Alan heard this word, he was stunned for a moment, then he realized that it was urging him to find a wife.

Tsk…

You just said you were young, and now you’re doing this?

What Allen hated the most in the past was the year-end approaching, when he would go back to his hometown and face questions about his partner from his relatives and even neighbors.

Now I am abroad and I am still not immune to this.

"What wife are you looking for? I am the royal guard of the British royal family, the chief of the guards of His Highness, the Earl of Carmarthen. How old was His Highness when he got married? How could I get married earlier than His Highness?"

"Lao Gu, you just told me that you can call ten at a time, do you know how many I can find?"

“…”

Just now was just now, and now is now. How can a father-in-law and son-in-law discuss such issues?

Gustav was visibly embarrassed, but he couldn't say it out loud. He could only agree awkwardly, "How many?"

…

Alan let go of Gustav and proudly stretched out his index finger with his right hand and shook it.

"one?"

Gustav looked at Allen in astonishment. From his appearance alone, he didn't realize that Allen was such a loyal person. He actually only found one... and over the years, he rarely heard of any scandals about Allen. So this is the real story?

Gustav felt ashamed when he thought about how Alan was so loyal. He had just boasted to his future son-in-law that he would find ten women. Now...

It's true, you judge others by your own standards!

"Alan, I misunderstood you. I thought..."

"What do you mean one? I've been looking for it all the time!"

Alan saw that Gustav was now in an even more awkward mood, so he patted Gustav before explaining.

"Look at my appearance, my status, my wealth. Do I need women? Do I need a wife? Why should I end my infinite happiness early? And get married early? If I don't get married, I can keep looking for the type I like."

“…”

You bastard! I overestimated you!

The shame on Gustav's face suddenly froze after hearing Allen's explanation. He turned his head sharply to look out the window, not wanting to talk to Allen anymore.

…

On both sides of the two-lane path in the forest were woods covered with a layer of snow. Just after turning a corner, Gustav saw a very historic castle in the distance.

The outer wall of this thing is covered with spots. At first glance, you can tell that they are not just traces of erosion by time. There are also some marks on it that are obviously left after the war.

Although such ancient buildings have a strong sense of history, it is not easy for people to still live in them today. From this point of view, we can only say that Alan's home is more classy, ​​but in terms of luxury, it is not at all.

Looking at this dilapidated castle, Gustav felt that he could finally find a sense of superiority in Alan. No matter how poor he was, the Swedish royal family now lived in the old palace, which was several levels more luxurious than where Alan lived now!

As the convoy approached the castle, Gustav turned around with a smile on his face and was about to taunt Alan, but the convoy showed no signs of stopping and flashed past the road in front of the castle as if it was passing by a normal roadside village.

“…”

…

"What's wrong? Oh... you mean this castle? This is my family's old castle. I don't like it anymore. Now I use it as a workplace for my servants. I built a new castle not far away."

“…”

How long has it been since Gustav experienced this feeling of having something stuck in his throat? !

He just wanted to mock him, why didn't you even give him this little chance? !

Others can even build a new castle. With such financial resources, how can he have the face to mock them?

…

As the woods on both sides of the road became thinner and thinner, it seemed as if we had finally walked out of a tunnel. What came into view was an open area, and in the distance, a castle with an extremely retro style and a bit of arrogance came into view.

Because we arrived late, the sky was already a little dark. The outer wall of the ancient castle in the distance was covered with a layer of snow, but for some reason, the outer wall under the snow seemed to be burning faintly, with a layer of orange-red flames, which looked somewhat enchanting and evil.

The convoy went straight forward along the road in front of the castle gate. Gustav only now realized that this road seemed to be built for this castle, and the end of the road was the castle gate!

The wide gate of the castle was faintly lit with flames, like the open mouth of an ancient beast lying on the ground, swallowing the oncoming convoy.

…

"Welcome to my home!"

As soon as he got off the car, Alan opened his arms slightly, turned around and looked at Gustav, as well as Bertil and Madeline who had just gotten off the car behind.

Even though she was standing outside the hall and hadn't entered yet, Madeline had already opened her mouth slightly in surprise. As a little girl, she had no resistance to jewelry and shiny things.

In Madeline's eyes, the wide hall door in front of her was like a mine full of diamonds. The door of the mine was open to her, expecting her to go in and take whatever she wanted.

“Ouch!”

Before Madeline could think more, a fierce yet childish roar interrupted her thoughts. A naughty child with blond hair appeared at the door of the hall, leading a little tiger on a big iron chain. The little tiger was struggling forward with a look of defiance on its face. When it struggled to the end, it was restricted by the iron chain around its neck. The little tiger turned around in anger and pounced on the naughty child who was leading it.

"Hello, Your Majesty Gustav, I am here to greet you on behalf of my father...Ah! Cousin, save me!"

Harry was dressed in a handsome little suit, looking like a dog. When he saw Gustav, he politely performed the etiquette and began to deliver a welcome speech. Before he finished speaking, Da Huang bit the furry guy's trouser leg.

Harry is both naive and playful. When Alan was out to pick someone up, he asked the servants to help him tie up the little tiger with a chain and lead it out so that he could show off. Unexpectedly, the little tiger bit him as soon as it saw the guests.

"ah!!"

Madeline saw the little tiger in Harry's hand howling and howling, its face turning pale with fear. Harry was bitten by the big yellow tiger, and the chain fell off when his hand loosened.

Da Huang was very clever. Feeling that the restraints on his body were gone, he struggled and ran towards Madeline. This little thing also knew that it should pick on the weak persimmons. Among the people present, this person screamed the loudest, so it pounced on this person.

…

“Bang!”

"Woo woo~"

Before Dawang could pounce on the man, Alan kicked him, and Dawang made a sound like a puppy whimpering. The tail that was wagging happily just now drooped down instantly. The tiger's eyes became much clearer in an instant, and it rolled up from the ground and looked at Alan who was walking towards it. The little guy didn't even dare to show his teeth, but only lowered his head and carefully touched the palm that Alan stretched out.

"Haha... I have a naughty kitten. I hope it doesn't scare you guys? Harry? What are you doing? Who told you to touch it?"

Alan grabbed Dawang from the ground and held him in his arms. At this moment, Dawang was just like he said, lying obediently on Alan's arms like a kitten.

…

"That's the tiger my cousin raised. Are you jealous?!"

Harry walked behind with Bertil and the others, and as soon as they entered the hall, he introduced Alan's little tiger to them, as if it was his own.

Seeing that Madeleine ignored him, and even Prince Bertil next to him ignored him, Harry got a little excited. Kids...when others come to visit their home, as long as they are not too introverted, they all like to show off in front of others. What's more, Alan often complains in front of them that the Swedish royal family is very poor. In Harry's impression, the brother and sister are like bumpkins from the mountains. They probably don't have much knowledge and may have never eaten any delicious food.

…

"Harry, are these diamonds?"

Bertil pointed at the things around the hall that blinded his eyes and asked with an uncertain tone.

"Yeah, how is it? Isn't it amazing? These are all brought from Africa by my cousin. It is said that it took many trucks to transport so many!"

Harry has no memory of when the castle was being renovated, but that doesn't stop him from bragging to outsiders, because those country bumpkins wouldn't understand anyway.

"sharp!"

Bertil felt a little numb, not only him, but even his father Gustav felt a little numb as soon as he entered the hall.

They had seen rich people before, but this was the first time they had seen a prodigal son whose living room walls were inlaid with diamonds!

But Allen's behavior gave them the impression of strength rather than that of a nouveau riche!

Different thinking angles and cognitions lead to different perspectives on things, especially for Gustav. He recalled what he had seen and heard along the way. At this moment, he could truly appreciate the strength of Alan.

To sum it up in one sentence, Master Allen can do whatever he wants in this small piece of land in Wales!

"Well, you just arrived today, so go take a bath and rest for the night. Tell the servant what you want for dinner. I won't accompany you. After watching the evening show tomorrow, stay with me for a few more days. I will send someone to take you on a tour of Wales."

Alan carelessly arranged the itinerary for the three of them, then called the servants to serve the guests.

…

Following the servant upstairs, Gustav looked at the various antiques placed everywhere in the castle. He could make out something about some of them, but he couldn't understand others. However, this did not prevent these things from secretly representing the financial resources and strength of the owner of the castle!

Madeline even walked a little stiffly, and her eyes looked a little different when she looked at the things around her.

Gustav gently placed his hand on his little daughter's shoulder and asked tentatively: "Madeline, do you like it here?"

"like!"

Madeline gave the answer without any hesitation, and her decisiveness even made Gustav, the old father, feel a little sad.

"So... do you want to live here forever?"

"Um?"

Madeline paused, and Bertil behind her also stopped.

The Swedish royal family is poor, has no power, is unsophisticated and has little knowledge.

But these are all compared with other wealthy royal families or aristocrats.

Compared with ordinary families, theirs is certainly far beyond that.

Children who grow up in such an environment are of course far superior to ordinary children of the same age.

Just like Harry, although he is not very old, he also knows that a foreign princess is coming, and he wants to get acquainted with her. If he is attracted to her, maybe they can develop a relationship in the future. He may not even understand what this development means, but he knows to take the initiative to approach her.

When Madeline heard what her father said, she vaguely understood what Gustav meant.

"Father, do you want me to...marry Brother Allen?"

Although this question was very embarrassing, after asking it, Madeline felt like a huge stone had fallen from her heart. She didn't understand things like love, but she understood that if she could really marry Allen, she would be able to enjoy a happy life in the future!

"Haha, Daddy is not forcing you, you should think about it yourself. I plan to leave your brother here and let him go to school in Wales. We will stay here for a few more days, so you should think about it carefully. Give me an answer before you leave. If you are interested, you can stay and go to school like your brother. Remember, Daddy is not forcing you, it is all up to you."

Looking at Gustav's kind eyes, Madeline nodded obediently with a blushing face.

…

Tuesday, December 21, 1993.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the giant studio temporarily built by the Welsh TV station was located on the seaside in the southern suburbs of Cardiff.

To get here from Carmarthen, you need to take a detour through the city of Cardiff.

Starting at around 3:00 p.m., traffic police had already started blocking the relevant sections of the road with road signs, and different volunteers began laying red carpets on the ground.

The red carpet stretching for miles is made up of all the red carpets collected from Cardiff and neighboring cities. From a distance, it looks quite authentic and gives people a very grand feeling.

There were many luxury cars along the way, the lowest of which were Rolls-Royce and Bentley, and the lowest were stretched Lincoln.

Alan did not have time to receive all the invited nobles one by one, so he only invited a few with whom he had a better relationship to his house, and the others... were responsible for their own travel.

Although this may seem impolite, in a foreign environment, this is how large gatherings are held. There is no rule that the host should entertain well. Alan is holding a party, not a party at home.

But this made Cardiff and the surrounding cities extremely excited. Ordinary people might never have the chance to see so many nobles so intensively in such a short period of time in their entire lives.

Some of the hotels and inns booked by nobles were even visited by their owners in person, just to strike up a conversation with these noble lords or take a photo with them to get some of their nobility.