Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1601 Born Of The Same Root

Chapter 1601 Born of the Same Root

The two brothers clasped hands, their gazes focused together, like two incompatible auras suddenly merged.

Rowan's eyes were light, and Taylor felt a little creepy being stared at by him, although he didn't do anything, yet he had a feeling that he was the criminal.

"Louis." Rowan's thin lips lightly opened, only introducing his own name.

Taylor's lips curved slightly, his eyes deep.

After about half a minute, under a low cough from the king, the two brothers finally let go of their clasped hands and came to their senses, looking at their father together.

“Louis, Taylor."

The king looked at the two in front of the bed. He said solemnly, "Born of the same root, I hope you two can support each other like brothers, regardless of personal gains and losses, because what you get is already much more than ordinary people, and contentment brings constant happiness.”

Facing death, one would see through life completely. This was a father's greatest wish.

"Ok." Rowan nodded, answering sincerely.

Taylor also nodded, "OK, I promise you, Father."

The king looked at them for a long time. He was extremely restrained in his life, having seen too much royal strife.

So there were never two women around him at the same time. He had loved Louis’ mother before, and later loved Taylor's mother.

A very likely possibility was that Bertie found Elsa's shadow in Katharine. The side profiles of these two women were so alike. Rowan also noticed it after returning to the royal family.

"Help me up." The king said softly.

The two brothers bent down together and reached out to help him up. Just then, a servant handed over a glass of warm water and pills. Rowan reached for the glass and pills.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the king said to his two sons, "You both have to attend tonight's banquet. I also want to see that business genius. Itis said that Ivan's business empire is so huge it is unimaginable, with branches developed all over the world."

Rowan didn't speak, "You should take your medicine first."

The king took the glass of water and pills. Rowan watched him finish the medicine. He knew what medicine it was - at least able to maintain the king's strength for five hours, but too much of it would be bad for the body.

The royal doctor said he would take one when there were important banquets that required attendance.

“You can both leave now." The king handed the glass to a servant next to him. He waved at his sons.

Rowan looked at his father, then left with Taylor.

The king's palace was huge, with many floors. The bedroom was the innermost. To get out of this palace, one had to go through several halls.

Rowan took long strides but didn't walk fast. Taylor's pace was not fast either. He deliberately followed his brother.

"I heard you want to find an Arab doctor to treat Father's illness? Can that person be relied on?" Taylor asked, he was really worried, "The royal doctor's medical skills are the best in the entire Lu Layuoka." "The best yet didn't cure Father?" Rowan asked as he walked.

"..." Taylor was stumped and didn't know how to respond.

"Even if not reliable, we still have to try.” Rowan spoke again, turning to look at him as he walked, "I won't miss any hope, and I will definitely cure Father."

When Rowan said the last sentence, he gave Taylor a rather meaningful look.

This look really irritated Taylor. "What do you mean? Why are you looking at me like that? As if I don't want him to get better!”

Taylor didn't know about the king being poisoned. Rowan now listed everyone as a suspect. He retracted his gaze without saying much. By this time, the two brothers had walked out of the palace.

Taylor didn't follow him either, but turned and walked towards the colonnade. He felt this brother was aloof! He spoke nicely in front of Father, born of the same root. Once he turned around, he warned him with his eyes. Hmph! What the hell!

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