Chapter 1913 Happy Birthday My Prince Extra

Harry's thirteenth birthday was celebrated in London. Every birthday is almost always celebrated in New York. It is basically a family reunion. For this year's birthday, Gordon went to summer camp and Xiaojiu was on a business trip and suffered a minor injury. He is recuperating in Cuba. , Lu Bai went to Cuba to accompany Xiaojiu to recuperate, and Harry had to spend his birthday in London. Harry didn't feel too sorry about this, because he had only met Lu Xiaojiu a month ago when he was on a business trip in London, and the mother and son have met before.

Thirteen-year-old Harry is already a young boy. His appearance is different from that of his childhood. He is a handsome young man. After several years at the Duke's Palace in London, he raised a noble young man. On his birthday, the butler cut him a small suit that fit him perfectly. Turning thirteen is a coming-of-age ceremony in the Duke's Mansion. If the old Duke is there, turning thirteen is a big birthday party. It marks the transition of being an adult to many things that children can recognize.

The butler is sixty-five years old this year. Three generations of his family have been butlers of the Duke's Palace. He is already the third generation in his life. His son is studying in Cambridge and will serve the Duke's Palace after graduation. The kind-faced and kind-hearted old butler is particularly likable. Harry likes this kind-hearted old butler the most. The old butler looked at Harry's outfit and was extremely satisfied. It was like his own son putting on this suit, looking incredibly beautiful.

"Young master, he is very suitable. He is neither fat nor thin. He is handsome and tall. He looks best in a small suit."

"I think it looks good too. Butler, your craftsmanship is really good."

The butler smiled cheerfully.

Harry walked happily through the gardens of the manor and ran up to Rose with a smile on his face.

"Ross, am I handsome?"

Ross had just met the Queen and went home to read in the garden.

At this time, Harry should be at school, and he was surprised to see Harry.

"get out of class has ended?"

"get out of class ends early today."

"Why did get out of class end early today?"

"Don't you remember?" Harry asked. Ross remembered his birthday every year. Why didn't he remember it this year? Is it because he was too busy? Or did I go to see the Queen and was in a bad mood, so I couldn’t remember?

It doesn't matter, he has a lot of adults, I won't blame him.

Ross smiled, "Why don't you remember?"

He looked at the little boy in front of him. Harry had come to London when he was very young. He remembered that when Harry first came, he was just a little boy. He looked like a doll and was extremely delicate. When he put on a skirt, he looked like a little girl. Very likable. His fate with Harry started at the slave market. He rarely showed kindness and saved Harry. Rose, as a person, is relatively unfeeling.

There is little sympathy and little emotion.

Only for Harry, it was different.

If he hadn't helped out back then, Harry would have died.

Although, he was also the one who caused Harry to fall into the trap.

But he firmly believed that if he hadn't saved Harry, Harry would have died.

The child who almost died that year is now thirteen years old, and he is an adult in the Duke's Mansion.

He is slightly taller than his peers. Especially in the past two years, his body has been extremely high. He is so high that Harry cannot supplement his calcium. Sometimes his bones always hurt. The doctor has no other good ideas except asking him to take more calcium. .

Such a fragile life grew up vigorously under his eyes.

Growth gave off a different kind of light, which always attracted his attention.

It seems that I have been with him for many years and spent many years.

He remembered that one year, he was injured. At that time, he didn't realize that there was a child at home. The wound was not deep and he didn't care much. However, Harry felt extremely distressed. While wiping his tears, he begged him to get some medicine and see a doctor. Jiao Didi He asked him if it hurt, and helped him blow on the injured wound. After that, he rarely let Harry see blood. He knew that Harry would be sad. Such a young man who was not in the plan actually grew up in the Duke's Palace. .

In the eyes of London aristocrats, the Duke's Palace is a palace of hell.

This is an old manor that has been passed down for more than two hundred years. It is full of conspiracy and blood. Tragedies of father and son killing each other, brothers turning against each other, and even massacres of families have happened here. There are vivid stories here. Life is being sacrificed. The manor is always full of various legends. After being fired, a servant even said that the manor was always haunted. Therefore, the news about the gloominess of the Duke's Palace was not known for a day or two, and few people were willing to come to the manor as a guest.

Ross didn't care, no one was interacting with him, it didn't matter.

He didn't care about people associating with him, they mostly fawned over him.

People who flatter him are not qualified to be guests in the manor.

So, Ross doesn't care.

But in this eerie manor, Harry was raised.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was no shadow in his heart.

Who dares to say that his manor is gloomy?

Even though thousands of lives had been killed here, he still raised a sunny child.

"Good-looking." Rose said. Harry is a rare child with very standard facial features, just like the child in a painting. His face was delicate when he was a child. When he grew up, he became more and more delicate. His brown eyes were slightly darker and their outlines became more refined. He is darker, his skin is white and healthy, and his smile is always so comfortable. Duke Ross likes his smile the most, and all his fatigue can melt away in his smile.

He liked Harry's smile.

"Have you forgotten what day it is today?"

"Your birthday," Rose said.

Harry, who looked unhappy, became happy again after hearing this.

"Your dad called me this morning and promised to hold a birthday party for you to make up for it," Ross said.

Harry was unhappy, "Daddy told you, you only know my birthday."

Rose handed him a small book on the table.

Harry asked, "My gift?"

Rose would give him a little surprise every year on his birthday, and he was already used to it. When he opened his eyes today, he was waiting for his surprise. He didn't know what kind of surprise Rose would give him, but he was looking forward to it.

A small black book?

A small notebook that Ross often uses.

Carry it with you.

Did you give it to him?

"This is my notepad," Ross said. "You turn to the latest page."

Harry opened it in confusion and saw the latest page of the notepad.

March 13th is my prince’s birthday.

Harry looked at Rose with a smile, slightly shy.

My prince.

He looked at Rose with a smile.

Ross said, "Look, this is the last page of the notebook forever."

Therefore, he will be reminded of Harry's birthday every day. Even if he forgets his own birthday, he will never forget Harry's birthday.

He had already written it down on the latest page of his notepad.

I also kept it in mind.