Chapter 27 During the banquet, I almost thought this was a loving couple...
Wei An's fingertips pushed away her tightly furrowed brows, and she felt a warm touch from his fingertips. When she was about to withdraw her hand, she met a pair of light blue eyes that had opened at some point. There was still some haziness in his eyes, and they were shining with a moist luster.
It made Vianhart feel soft.
"Did I wake you?" he asked softly, sliding his fingers down and stroking Ituran's beautifully contoured jaw.
Yitulan held Wei'an's rebellious hand, rubbed it against his cheek, and shook his head: "No."
"Yeah," Wei An didn't deny it. He leaned closer to Yitulan, absorbing his reassuring scent. "The bed at home is too soft."
Yitulan knew it was just an excuse. He stretched out his arms and took Wei'an into his arms, letting the male leader rest his head on his shoulder. "I'll change the bed tomorrow."
"That's not necessary," Wei An laughed, nestled in Yitulan's arms, and kissed his chin. "We both use the same shower gel, why do you smell so good?"
Ituran laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, Lord..."
Yitulan placed a cherished kiss on the top of Wei'an's head, and his light blue eyes were difficult to distinguish in the night.
Wei'an and Yitulan were changing clothes, Meng'er kept circling around them, praising them one after another.
"The master is so perfect. She looks good in everything she wears."
"This kind of clothes can only belong to the owner..."
Wei An couldn't stand this flatterer anymore, so he flicked its ears and drove it out to pull weeds.
Meng Er walked away dejectedly, looking back every few steps.
......
Wei An was of course not soft-hearted. He reached out and poked Yitulan, questioning, "Did you upgrade it again? How did Meng Er become so smooth-talking?"
Yitulan grabbed Wei'an's hand, feeling a little guilty.
"No, I just upgraded its database once before, and it's gone since then." And he felt that what Meng Er said was correct.
Yitulan adjusted Wei'an's dress and admired it while adjusting it.
The dress sent by the royal family was a custom-made piece of the highest standard, made of fine materials and perfectly tailored, which made the Lord's already handsome features even more elegant. Actually, the Lord was quite good-looking, though he didn't often buy clothes for himself or dress up. He just wore whatever was convenient, but he looked good nonetheless.
The male lord is not like other male insects who like to go shopping or attend parties. He likes to stay at home, read books and grow flowers. That's not right. The male lord also likes to buy clothes, but they are for himself...
Seeing his female monarch's expression changing constantly, Wei An found it a little cute. He raised his eyebrows and coughed.
"My lord, it looks very good." Thinking that my lord didn't want to wear such troublesome clothes, Yitulan's tone was soothing.
Feeling that he was being coaxed, Wei An touched his nose and looked at Yitulan.
The transparent hair was smeared with hairspray and combed meticulously behind the head. The light blue eyes were no longer as cold as before under the light, but had a melting warmth. The military-style white dress was not as complicated as ordinary clothes, and the tailoring was also generous and simple, but it showed off the waist and slender straight legs very well.
Wei An felt he couldn't continue watching and looked away.
Under the beautiful afterglow of the sunset, the palace was dyed a beautiful golden color.
The banquet was held in a palace of His Majesty Ronan that was often used for royal banquets. Huge stone pillars supported the tall and spacious hall, and the lights were bright. Rare flowers from different planets were cleverly arranged in every corner of the hall, forming a natural and pleasant compound floral fragrance. Many waiters were arranging the wine and food in an orderly manner.
The special aircraft that Wei'an and Yitulan were riding in passed through layers of security checks and finally landed on the palace's welcome platform.
The waiter led the way and opened the door. Suddenly, noise and brilliance flooded in, making the air seem thick.
The banquet has begun.
The lights were dazzling, almost blinding, and the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfumes and delicacies. The noble male insects, dressed in gorgeous formal attire, moved gracefully, conversing with reserved elegance. The female insects followed their respective male masters respectfully, their postures as perfect as carefully crafted ornaments.
The arrival of Wei'an and Yitulan instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience.
Curiosity, exploration, evaluation, flattery...all kinds of meaningless looks were cast for this newly promoted A-level male insect.
Yitulan calmly took half a step forward. His desire to protect Wei'an even made him completely ignore the requirement in the female insect code that female insects should follow the male master to attend meetings after marriage.
But his actions undoubtedly attracted surprised glances from some noble female insects.
"Your Excellency Vian, Admiral Ituran, welcome." A gentle and elegant voice sounded.
It was the Insect King Ronan who was walking slowly towards them with the female monarch Marshal Bai Ze.
Ronan's medium-length golden curly hair gleamed in the light, and he had a perfect, refreshing smile on his face.
A large group of people instantly knelt down in the venue to welcome the arrival of their king.
"Good day, Your Majesty."
"Good day, Marshal."
"No need to be so polite." Ronan smiled warmly.
When everyone stood up, they noticed the female monarch beside him, Marshal Bai Ze.
Her figure was still tall and straight, but she looked a little empty even in the dress, and it was hard to hide the haggardness and sickness between her brows. Only her eyes could reveal a trace of the most powerful female soldier of the Zerg in the past.
It seems that Marshal Bai Ze’s injury last time was indeed very serious.
Everyone was secretly complaining and their minds were in turmoil.
Ronan didn't notice anything unusual and looked at Vian with admiration.
"After meeting you today, I know that the rumors are true. Vian Clement, you are indeed a young talent. I have heard about what you did in the Northern Territory. Bai Ze kept talking about it before, saying that he wanted to meet you." As he spoke, he naturally turned his head to look at the female monarch beside him, his eyes were gentle, as if he was a male lord who valued his female monarch very much.
Bai Ze nodded slightly in agreement, his voice a little weak: "Sir Wei'an, thank you for everything you have done for the military women in the Northern Territory."
He meant what he said. Coming from a low-class background, he knew how worthless the life of a female soldier was. No matter what the A-rank male insect did, he was grateful to him on behalf of the female soldiers.
His gaze lingered on Wei'an's face for a moment, then quickly swept across Yitulan, with an indescribable complex emotion, and finally fell silent.
Yitulan's heart sank the moment he saw Marshal Bai Ze. Seeing Marshal Bai Ze speaking so weakly, he suddenly had a very strong and bad feeling.
"You're too kind, Marshal. That's all I can do," Wei An replied respectfully, but he was a little worried about Bai Ze's condition. His mental thread automatically checked the state of that person's mental sea.
The condition of Marshal Bai Ze's spiritual sea is actually... very bad?
Looking at the performance of the Insect King, if it weren't for exploring Bai Ze's spiritual sea, one would almost think that they were a loving couple.
Wei'an's expression remained unchanged, maintaining an appearance of flattered respect.
Ronan seemed very satisfied with Wei'an's attitude, and asked a few questions about his physical recovery and research intentions with concern. His words were sincere and his attitude was approachable, showing that he was a benevolent king.
But Wei An couldn't be happy at all. Under the other person's gaze, Wei An felt uncomfortable all over.
Ronan's gaze always remained gentle, but Wei'an could vaguely sense a chill, a coldness that came from being scrutinized and evaluated, as if he were an object to be appraised.
"I've already informed the research institute, so you can go without worry. The Zerg needs young talents like you." Ronan smiled kindly.
"The future of you young people is the future of the Zerg. I hope you can make a difference in the research institute. If you have any needs, you can report directly to me."
It sounded like a great trust and honor. Wei An's fingertips curled up almost imperceptibly, but his face was ecstatic. He spoke excitedly:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will do my best."
As he spoke, he knelt down, lowered his head, and hid the thoughts in his eyes.
The Insect King was satisfied with his reaction, and his words were filled with a touch of "sincerity".
"Just treat it as if you're at home and have fun. I've given you the privilege of entering the palace to pay your respects. The Third Prince is about your age, so you should be able to get along well."
Wei'an was of course deeply honored and grateful.
After saying this, the Insect King took the Marshal to another place.
As soon as they left, Wei An breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the air around him had flowed a little more.
"Something is not right." Wei An whispered to Yi Tulan.
There were so many people talking that Wei An didn't say anything more.
Yitulan gently squeezed his palm.
The banquet was long and tedious. Official speeches, formulaic exchanges, hypocritical flattery... Wei'an forced himself to cope, feeling even more exhausted than when he'd been constantly using his mental energy in the Northern Territory. Fortunately, Yitulan was always there with him, otherwise it would have been so boring.
Just as Wei An found a relatively quiet corner and was about to take Yitulan to catch his breath, his eyes accidentally swept across the side door connecting the banquet hall to the terrace and saw a figure.
It was a tall female insect, dressed in an expensive gown. Under the glaring lights, her makeup was striking, perhaps even too gaudy. A silk scarf hung around her slender neck. Her face was almost transparently pale, and her eyes stared blankly at the clinking banquet, as if cut off from the surrounding extravagance and bustle. A loneliness bordering on despair permeated her.
Wei An was a little puzzled as to how he could encounter so many female insects whose mental states were in such bad condition that they were about to collapse in one night.
He seemed to notice Vian's gaze, and Quentin slowly turned his head. Their eyes met in mid-air. A flicker of confusion flashed across Quentin's eyes, but he subconsciously tried to force a smile that conformed to social etiquette, but the curve of the smile was a little stiff and bitter.
At this moment, a lazy and unquestionable voice sounded: "Quentin, what are you hiding here for? Come here, An Nuo is looking for you."
A male insect noticed the situation and approached. He had a casual smile on his face and seemed very kind. But Wei An was startled. Why did he seem familiar?
The male insect reached out and affectionately put his arm around Quentin's waist, bringing him to his side. As he did so, Vian noticed a barely perceptible tremor in Quentin's body.
Then he seemed to react and greeted Wei'an and Yitulan.
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