Chapter 14 Wild Grass "...So the target was Father Emperor."...

Shi Wei apologized and quickly and decisively slipped between the two princes, like a white fish. Similan's outstretched hand only touched the hem of her skirt.

He stood there, stunned.

Shi Wei walked up to His Majesty, bowed, and calmly said, "Your Majesty, may I ask you to dance?"

Anyway, I can't be invisible today. Both of them are ticking time bombs. Choosing either one will bring me bad luck. Since I can't have both of them, I'll choose one that's even more difficult to deal with.

She appeared very calm, but her hands were actually shaking.

King Sklag II remained silent for a moment.

In fact, since he rejected countless dance invitations from Omegas twenty years ago, no one has taken the initiative to invite him anymore.

Reason told him—

This is a dance party for my sons; he shouldn't steal the spotlight.

If she accepts, she will definitely receive more attention, which will affect his plans.

But his mouth wouldn't listen to him.

He heard his own voice: "Okay."

When he saw the slightly shocked look in her eyes, and then looked at the two tense young men behind her, he knew that she was just using him as a shield.

It's the dumbest but also the most effective method.

He didn't really want to cooperate, but he had no choice; reason didn't work, and his brain had already started releasing dopamine.

He grasped the girl's soft, slender hand, his heart pounded slightly, and his blood flowed joyfully.

It felt like I was willingly jumping into a trap.

Similan stared at the two figures in shock.

The music changed to a lingering, romantic dance tune, and with shadowy figures moving about, he felt like he was witnessing a joke.

how so.

The smile on Cyril's face vanished, replaced by a cold expression. If Shi Wei saw his current expression, she would definitely think he resembled the Great Emperor.

He originally intended to provoke Similan and see how he would treat the girl; he didn't really intend to take her away.

After all, this was a banquet prepared for the Similan Islands.

However, things took a strange turn—the Omega didn't choose either of them, but instead extended an invitation to His Majesty.

Even more absurdly, His Majesty accepted it.

However, it's understandable; it's normal for any Omega to admire His Majesty.

“…So the target was Father Emperor.” Similan murmured.

If Shi Wei had chosen Cyril, he would have been furious, but now he was at a loss.

No, why would Father Emperor agree to that?

Isn't this a banquet prepared for him?

Lu Qi handed two glasses of wine to the two brothers and comforted Similan: "Take it easy."

His Majesty can't withstand even the slightest test, alas.

The eldest prince accepted the wine cup, thanked him, glanced at his gloomy younger brother, and sensed something was amiss—

This guy has only been back in the capital for a few days, how could he possibly be interested in such an ordinary girl?

What's even stranger is the father's attitude.

Cyril nodded to Lucius and left.

The two figures overlapped on the dance floor, their dresses fluttering, and a subtle fragrance wafting through the air.

The second prince glared at Lu Qi and said resentfully, "So it was you who acted as a pimp for Father!"

"What a ridiculous accusation!" the head of the secret service rolled his eyes and retorted, "His Majesty has been single for so many years, what's wrong with finding a girlfriend?"

Similan was extremely frustrated: "You could have introduced me to someone else first, I really need a girlfriend too!"

Lu Qi: "...Your Highness, the number of noble Omegas willing to become your partners could circle the capital at least three times."

"But I like this!" the second prince said, annoyed.

Lu Qi sneered: "Then go and snatch it from His Majesty."

"Go ahead and grab it!"

He might not dare to seize military power or the throne, but surely he would dare to seize women?

Lu Qi sighed. It wasn't uncommon for brothers to fight over women in the history of the Manla royal family. Rare Omegas were often scarce, but a father and son fighting over an Omega was truly unprecedented.

Looking at the ambitious prince with his eyes gleaming, he could only say: Young man, if you dare to force the emperor to abdicate, His Majesty might think you have some guts... But if you try to steal his woman, he'll beat you to a pulp.

Sigh, I feel the Second Prince is too unreliable. Maybe he should go and seek refuge with the First Prince.

...

Shi Wei's palms were sweaty.

If she had known she would be dancing with His Majesty, she would have worn a beautiful dress. How awful!

But why did His Majesty agree?

Her plan was for His Majesty to refuse outright, and then she would use the embarrassment of being rejected to quickly make her exit—perfectly avoiding the melodramatic "two A's vying for one O'" scenario.

Being rejected by His Majesty won't be too shameful; at most, you'll be ridiculed a bit.

But now... she feels like her back has been pierced through.

"Don't be nervous." The tall man squeezed her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, everyone knows you did this because you didn't want the brothers to fall out."

Shi Wei nodded slightly and pouted: How come His Majesty can always see through what she's thinking at a glance?

Is her intelligence completely inadequate in front of His Majesty?

"Does Your Majesty think I'm stupid? I clearly had a better solution, but I messed it up like this, and now you have to clean up the mess for me." Shi Wei slid into his arms as he moved, then gently twirled away, her voice low and dejected.

“How could that be? Actually, I’ve always felt guilty. You’re innocent, yet we’ve left you here, unable to go home—if you’d like…” His voice was deep and melodious, his sea-blue eyes looking at her.

Shi Wei's heart raced. Could it be—

She was overjoyed: "Your Majesty, will you let me go home?!"

The tide receded, leaving behind mottled sand.

King Skolag II sighed and said dejectedly, "We can change our wish."

Huh? Weren't we letting her go home?

Shi Wei's mood became even more depressed: "But what can I wish for? I just want to go home. Your Majesty, I really, really will be obedient and will never betray you."

Even if they arrest her and beat her severely, they won't reveal a single word!

The emperor's voice was heavy, as if he were giving in. He put his arm around her waist, and the two of them were almost pressed together. He asked, "You've gone back. Will you ever come back?"

What kind of question is this? If you went home, why did you come back again?

The confusion in Shi Wei's eyes did not escape the notice of King Sklag II. He looked away and said indifferently, "The people of the Fran Empire know that you have been taken away by the Security Bureau. If you return to Fran, they will definitely interrogate you—the Fran intelligence bureau is not much kinder than the Security Bureau."

Shi Wei fell silent, then gave a smile that was more painful than bitterness: "Your Majesty, I understand."

King Sklag II watched her silently. No one could do anything to her in Manla, so leaving her here was the best option for her.

Even if she didn't like him, that was all she could do.

A little flower bloomed in his heart, but the little flower didn't like his rose garden.

It blooms among the wild grass, radiant and unrestrained, swaying in the wind, smiling at him.

But his heart was a desolate wasteland.

Aker once asked him why he didn't just confess his feelings directly. This kind of concealment was not the behavior of a monarch. Life is only two hundred years long. If he continues to waste it like this, what will he do if he regrets it later?

How did he answer?

“If I were twenty or thirty years younger, I would definitely do this and give her everything I could. But I’m so much older than her, and every time I see her, I feel… inferior.”

This inferiority complex intensified, especially after her son also began to show interest in her. Similan was young, enthusiastic, and good at charming people—what did he have? He only had a throne.

After hearing this, Akel felt as if he had swallowed a fly. He held back for a long time before finally saying, "Your Majesty, isn't the throne enough?"

If the emperor feels inferior, then wouldn't all of them be ashamed to death?

“You don’t understand,” Sklag II said quietly.

A reckless man who only knows how to lead troops into battle.

Stop bothering him.

Surprisingly, after the banquet, hardly anyone discussed the fact that His Majesty danced with her.

Shi Wei scratched his head. Was this actually normal?

Just dancing?

No one in the office asked her anything, except Lin Xian, who jokingly said that she was really lucky.

So, it's actually not so bad?

Never mind, Shi Wei continued to attend to her important matters, studying star charts every day.

His Majesty soon set off on a business trip to a neighboring planet. Before leaving, he asked her if she wanted to come along and shoot some footage.

Shi Wei shook her head frantically, no, no, she wanted to take a vacation.

His Majesty sighed and said nothing.

Her resolve to run away is very strong.

Finally, on the fourth day of Shi Wei's vacation, Shi Chuan arrived in the Manla Empire.

The next day, we arrived in the capital.

Meanwhile, Lu Qi received a report: "Target No. 03 has arrived and made contact with 'Rose'. 'Orchid' has set off for Sunshine Harbor."

"Keep following." Lu Qi didn't take it to heart at all.

A note from the author:

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His Majesty is like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.