February 27th. The weather in Berlin is sunny and windy, suitable for traveling. Please go and browse the spring scenery of Berlin suburbs with your friends.

——Climate Radio Berlin reports for you.

“Welcome to the Cecilienhof Palace in Potsdam!”

Goethe held up his hat and jumped off the bus first, smiling and waving his hand: "Hey, good morning."

Beihara and Feng looked at each other helplessly, and walked down with the little prince, and by the way, they helped Kant, who was a little motion sick.

"So you came here to call me yesterday because you wanted to take me on a half-day tour of the Cecilienhof Palace?" Kant asked angrily, "I still have to go back to class."

"Emmanuel, breathing the fresh air in the countryside is good for your health, trust me."

Goethe turned his head with an encouraging and encouraging expression on his face: "When the weather is nice, you should go out and bask in the sun. Why should you stay in the classroom and teach?"

The traveler, who was used to someone's serious nonsense, gave a subtle "tsk" next to him and looked up at the scenery of the Cecilienhof Palace.

In other words, compared with the palaces I saw before, it doesn’t look like a building with the suffix “palace” at all. Instead, it has a rather strong pastoral style.

Whether it is the brown-red roof that seems to have a bit of furry texture or the low-key and simple ocher-yellow walls, it is more like an overly large country villa than a place where the royal family lives.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is not these, but the slightly narrowed "eyes" on one of the walls, which seem to be looking at the people coming in a strange way. It is more like an alien visitor than the little prince.

"Are you greeting it?" Beihara and Feng looked at the eyes a few more times, feeling that there was a special sense of joy in these small eyes, so they asked curiously.

Goethe stopped hurting each other with Kant, turned his head and said confidently: "Yeah, don't you think the eyes of this house are super-cute?"

Anthony also looked at those eyes, and was a little nervous about the unblinking stare, so he shrank slightly behind Beihara and Feng, still holding the vial with the seeds in his hand.

This plant has already grown small buds, and the green calyx tightly wraps the tender petals, making it difficult to tell what it will grow into in the future.

According to Kitahara Kazuka, this is most likely a delicate little girl.

Now Anthony cares so much about this flower that he takes her around every day, showing her how beautiful the nearby scenery is, hoping that it will bloom soon.

"My lord, it's really strange." The little prince from the alien world whispered to Kitahara and Kaede. In his eyes, the surrounding woods that had begun to grow new leaves were much cuter than these eyes.

"But the focus of our visit this time is not the Cecilienhof Palace."

Goethe obviously heard the child's somewhat rude words, and coughed a few times in embarrassment: "The main reason is because Emmanuel is too homely. As a friend, it is necessary for me to take him out for a trip, otherwise he will stay there every day."

I always feel like my hair will grow in one place..."

Kant had no expression on his face, and his voice was straight and straightforward: "Oh, then I really thank you."

"So I plan to hold a spring outing and introduce the spring countryside of northern Germany to our travelers. You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Having said this, Goethe couldn't help but smile, and in the face of Kant's calm eyes, he pretended to put his elbow on the other person's shoulder: "It doesn't matter, walking somewhere is not walking? And I think

You should have gotten used to it a long time ago..."

"Yeah, I've long been used to it." Kant glanced at this cunning fox that looked particularly wicked and shameless, and finally just sighed helplessly, "My body is not suitable for walking too fast."

"Don't worry! I'll definitely walk slowly. You can also go on a cruise by then."

Goethe took Kant, who was relatively petite, into his arms, and happily rubbed his head a few times. His peach blossom eyes also narrowed happily: "That is to say, Immanuel, you are the best."

La--!"

"...Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, I advise you to let me go as soon as possible, otherwise I don't mind letting your coffins compete for the job tomorrow."

"No! I don't even have a coffin, and don't be so shy. You are so short that you can hug me - Wow! Why do you want to hit me with your cane?"

Beihara and Feng calmly turned their heads, ignoring the messy noises behind them, and sat on the edge of the lawn, looking at Anthony who was rummaging for something in the haystack.

"Are you looking for a four-leaf clover?" The traveler asked curiously as he looked at the green, blunt-leaf clover.

"Well..." The little prince glanced at these emerald green heart-shaped leaves and agreed softly, looking a little shy, "I hope everyone has good luck."

I want to give a four-leaf clover to Beihara, and I also want to give flowers to myself, as well as many, many people: the elders on my own planet, Mr. Andersen and Sister Wendina, and Mr. Goethe... There are already so many

Is there anyone yet?

Anthony felt a little surprised, and looking at this small clover lawn, he became a little worried.

He now had some doubts that there might not be that many four-leaf clovers in it - after all, according to what the traveler had mentioned to him before, only one clover could be found in ten thousand.

"Actually, it's not that difficult to find a four-leaf clover."

Beihara and Feng looked at the vibrant green lawn, pondered for a few seconds, then reached out and dug through the grass, deftly pulled out a piece of grass, and put it in Anthony's hand, with a smile in his eyes:

"Look, it's very simple, right?"

The little prince counted the four complete leaves on it, opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at the traveler with admiration: "So is there any secret to this?"

"I'm not sure. It probably just depends on luck."

Kitahara Kaede, who has picked double-digit four-leaf clovers since childhood, blinked innocently, took Anthony's open hand, rubbed his head with the other hand, and encouraged with a smile:

"But it doesn't matter. Anthony will be very lucky now that he has a four-leaf clover."

"Yes!" Anthony nodded obediently, holding the four-leaf clover in his hand, and immediately became eager to try again.

The traveler laughed softly and looked up at the blue sky. After the gray coldness and paleness of winter faded away, the world almost completely changed its appearance and was almost filled with all kinds of gorgeous colors.

.

They slept for too long in the winter, so they urgently needed a new stage for them to dress up, and they also had a lot to say to other little ones.

The wind in Berlin is busiest at this time, scurrying here and there in the streets and alleys, conveying news of the lake to the flowers, and then sending a kiss belonging to the coltsfoot flower to the birds. When it runs too fast, it huffs and puffs people away

His hat also blew away.

However, pedestrians on the road did not care. Several tourists who also ran to the Cecilienhof Palace smiled and picked up their hats, showing extraordinary generosity.

——After all, you can’t blame the wind. They have too much work to do, so they are in such a hurry. The Germans who are also busy in the spring understand this mood very well.

Of course, "Germans who are busy in the spring" do not include the two people next to them.

Kitahara and Kaede glanced next to them. Goethe was studying the primroses and crocuses growing in the woods with great interest. He seemed to like these golden little guys very much, and even picked a large handful and handed them to a look of disgust.

of Kant.

"Ah, it looks more lively this way!"

Mr. Goethe looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. These golden flowers really complemented the person's complexion, making the other person's originally pale face suddenly look rosy.

Kant sniffed the flowers in his arms, and then sneezed. He ignored Goethe who was laughing next to him, and just stared at a gray bird on the treetop in trance.

"I'm suddenly a little curious." Kitahara and Kaede patted Goethe, who was about to fall down from laughing, and reassured him - it felt like this guy was going to lose his temper if he continued to laugh like this. At the same time, they asked in a very sincere tone,

"How come you haven't been beaten to death by Kant yet?"

"Huh? Of course it's because I am a caring and lovely friend!" Goethe finally managed to catch his breath and replied in a confident tone.

Kant silently returned his gaze to Goethe, and without knowing what he was thinking, he agreed seriously: "It is indeed very cute."

I feel like I have experienced in advance what it is like to raise a child through this friend.

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"Eh? Wait, do you really think so?"

Now it was Goethe's turn to open his eyes in surprise and feel flattered: He swore that he was really just talking nonsense before, really!

"..." Kant squinted at the fox who was suddenly so nervous that the hair on his tail exploded, and finally gave up and continued to jump on the bottom line of the opponent's psychological tolerance, "Fake."

"It's fake, that's good." Goethe breathed a sigh of relief and muttered without knowing what he said. He collapsed onto the tree trunk, looking like a useless fox.

Beitahara and Kaede, who were watching on the side: "..."

The traveler shook his head and continued to look for four-leaf clovers with Anthony - this was something he would do when he had nothing to do when he was a child. He could find at least five or six in a day, not even five-leaf clovers or six-leaf clovers.

Never seen it.

Although I don’t know what the five-leaf clover and the six-leaf clover represent.

"How many four-leaf clovers are there now?"

"Four. But there's still a little missing... Is there anyone in Beiyuan you want to give to?"

"Most of them overlap with yours. There are still a few Russian friends who need to be sent separately."

Kitahara and Kaede smiled gently, wiping off the crystal dew on the grass blades with their fingertips: "Of course, I will also give one to our cutest little prince."

"But I already have one." Anthony was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would also have a four-leaf clover, and whispered, "And there's no need... It doesn't matter even if I'm not so lucky - and I'm already very lucky.

Lucky, isn't it?"

The child smiled at the adult, with beautiful starlight in his eyes, which looked extremely bright: "I am really lucky to be able to come to the earth and get to know everyone."

Are you lucky...?

Kitahara and Feng rubbed each other's golden hair and looked up at the sky. There were no clouds above, just a clean and pure blue, so rich that it could not be melted away.

Coming to this world may indeed be a lucky thing. After all, I can see such a beautiful sky and meet such lovely people.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give one to Goethe?" The traveler seemed to suddenly remember something, lowered his head and said to the little prince, "Let's go now."

"Hey, now? It feels a bit..."

"Why, Anthony is shy?"

Anthony didn't speak at this time. He just blushed and mumbled a few strange words from his mouth. He held the four-leaf clover he had just picked in his hand and hurriedly ran to give it away.
To be continued...