Chapter 123 Chapter 123: Kissing the Hand "You don't know that you...
The monarch stood in front of the male insect, his eyes as sharp as knives, and his light golden eyes revealed unquestionable majesty.
However, the black-haired male insect smiled instead, looking relaxed and calm.
He simply leaned forward and performed a standard noble salute. Then, he raised his head and looked into the eyes of His Majesty Attalan without hesitation.
Under the surprised gazes of the guests, Xirui reached out and took the hand of King Atalan.
Through His Majesty's exquisite white gloves, the black male insect lowered his head slightly and kissed his hand.
"Xirui, I pay my respects to His Majesty, the Sun of the Empire."
Of course, during the hand-kissing ceremony, the male insect's lips did not actually touch the glove, but at that moment, the whole room was silent.
Ian, who had been standing next to Xirui, was the most shocked. He watched Xirui show his affection to His Majesty Atalan, his female father.
Simply saying "shocked" is not enough to describe his mood.
Upon seeing this, Count Obedi's expression darkened, and he also noticed Xirui's face and appearance.
His queen was a founding earl. He fell in love with her after the establishment of the country. After her death, Obeidi inherited her title. He has always been conservative, but he is well-informed.
His relationship with Count Link was neither good nor bad, but he knew that Count Link had been looking for a male insect.
Or, in other words, they are looking for a male insect that looks similar, but I wonder who they want to be a substitute for?
O'Belly had subconsciously sensed something was wrong, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart. He could only keep his eyes on Count O'Beidi, trying to seek support.
However, Count Obedi just gave him a reassuring look.
Count Obeidi is a veteran with a keen political sense.
His Majesty Atalan's reaction clearly showed that he was interested in the black-haired male insect. He was secretly calculating in his mind, but his face remained expressionless, and he just quietly observed the development of the situation.
His Majesty Atalaan frowned slightly, wearing snow-white gloves on his hands, but his skin was whiter than snow.
The black-haired male insect is so similar...
Even His Majesty Attaran was momentarily distracted, as if he were pulled back to some distant memory.
Twenty-five years.
Is it possible?
After twenty-five years without a single piece of news, could he suddenly appear?
——How is that possible?
How is it possible? The male insect hasn't changed at all in appearance in twenty-five years.
Twenty-five years have passed, and Atalan has changed from what he was then to what he is now. The royal power has penetrated his bones and blood, and responsibility has become his gaze.
The wind and frost never stopped, falling on his eyebrows.
Turn into fine lines.
The male insect's warm breath sprayed on the back of his hand, and even through the gloves, His Majesty Atalan still felt a hint of warmth.
His Majesty Atalan pulled his hand back, but he smelled a hint of ebony and agarwood at the tip of his nose, and he was stunned.
——Even the pheromones are the same?
His gaze lingered on Xirui's face for a moment, and a complex emotion flashed in His Majesty Atalan's eyes.
He maintained a cold expression, but his fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he forced himself to hold back.
Xirui's gaze fixed on His Majesty Atalan's face, his eyes lowered and sincere:
"Your Majesty, I am in awe of your majesty, but I am irresistible to your charm."
He paused, glanced at O'Belli beside him, and spoke in a relaxed but firm tone.
"Forgive me, but I cannot accept Master O'Berry."
now.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall completely froze at this moment, and all the guests' eyes were focused here, as if time had stopped.
Like being under an extremely intense, all-encompassing spotlight.
O'Beri's face turned pale in an instant, and panic and loss flashed in his eyes.
He subconsciously looked at Count Obedi, but saw that his father was still calm. He just shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly.
His Majesty Atalan looked indifferent, but an unpredictable emotion flashed in his eyes. He looked at Xirui's familiar eyebrows and said:
"Who is your father?"
"Who is your female father?"
Twenty-five years have passed. The male insect in front of me looks familiar and is so similar to Cerie, but it can't be Cerie.
The most likely possibility is that after Cerie left him, she got together with another unknown female insect and had a child.
Twenty-five years later, the child grew up and appeared before him.
It was like a mockery of fate and a hard slap in the face.
Xirui was really stunned by the question.
He briefly reminisced about his family.
In terms of blood relationship, Xirui and Mr. Jin are cousins.
However, Mr. Jin has a more upright background, and his family is more or less involved in some gray industries.
Xirui is an illegitimate child.
The lecherous father and the money-loving mother hit it off right away, and thus Xirui was born.
Quite boring.
After all, Xirui was not presentable, so he was happy and comfortable. The family was in chaos. Later, when he was in adolescence, President Jin helped Xirui and pulled him out of that chaotic family.
The head of the family at that time valued Mr. Jin very much and was training him as his heir. However, Mr. Jin refused the inheritance rights without any reason. The head of the family was so angry that he forced Xirui to take the heir training course together with Mr. Jin.
Intended to spur and criticize.
As a result, Xirui found Mr. Jin, a normal person among a family of idiots, and was almost moved to death by him.
President Jin is simply the backbone of the chaotic situation. He is mature beyond his years and a genius among geniuses. Xirui asked himself shamelessly, maybe it is because geniuses appreciate each other, so President Jin came to rescue him.
From then on, Xirui had only one attitude towards his family:
Screw you guys, I'm not going to have anything to do with you anymore. Don't come to me to get what I owe you, or I'll kill you.
Let’s not talk about the mess of the past for now, and back to the present, Xirui was really stumped by this question.
You can't just say, "Dear Majesty, the two people who gave birth to me are idiots in a biological sense, so you don't have to worry about it."
Xirui thought about it and said:
"Your Majesty, to be honest, I am actually an orphan."
"Really?"
His Majesty Atalan raised his eyes slightly,
"So you don't know who your male and female fathers are?"
Although there are fine lines at the corners of his eyes, His Majesty Attaran is still as handsome as ever.
The traces of time left on him not only did not weaken his charm, but instead added a bit of maturity and depth to him.
His Majesty's face is still handsome, his golden hair has a soft sheen under the light, and the glory and majesty of the empire are his radiance.
I saw His Majesty smile gently, his light golden eyes were like a golden abyss, I dared not see how deep they were.
He said:
"You don't know who your father is, but I do."
"He was a hero in the Thirty-Seven Galaxy War. Even in the end... it couldn't cover up his glory."
When Cade heard His Majesty say this, he stood aside, his eyes filled with anxiety and heartache.
He really felt that the male insect was not worth His Majesty's persistent waiting for twenty-five years.
"His Majesty,"
Xirui spoke softly,
"So what happened to him in the end?"
Cade thought to himself:
That male insect?
At the height of the battle, that male insect defected! Coward! He abandoned His Majesty like that!
Cade was only ten years old at the time. He was picked up by the rebels and had been following the rebels silently. In his heart, the leader of Ranta at that time was a god.
Cade was really shocked when he found out that the leader actually liked that super-indecent-looking male insect.
In the end, his worries came true.
Among the broken walls,
The blond leader looked at the dawn in the distance, staring alone until the sun turned dark and the moon rose.
When he followed the leader to the Thirty-Seventh Star, they all said that the male insect had defected to the enemy. There were countless witnesses and the evidence was solid.
Hearing this question, Atalan's pressure was completely released. He glanced at Xirui calmly:
"Let's talk about it somewhere else."
Yes, the banquet hall is crowded with people and not suitable for chatting.
Xirui let go of His Majesty Atalan's hand and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
His Majesty Atalan said nothing, but tilted his head slightly, his eyes swept across the banquet hall, and then fell on Xirui again, his voice majestic:
"Come with me."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the side door of the banquet hall, as if he was sure that Xirui would follow him.
Xirui looked at the back of His Majesty Atalaan. He turned his head to glance at Ian with a hint of apology in his eyes, and signaled with his eyes - Sorry, buddy, put the mission aside for now, I have more urgent things to do.
Ian glared at him, frowning slightly, his face full of helplessness. He didn't know what to say and could only watch Xirui leave.
Xirui shrugged slightly, then stepped forward to catch up with His Majesty Atalan.
As their figures gradually disappeared from the side door of the banquet hall, the atmosphere in the banquet hall seemed to have been pressed on the play button and became lively again.
Whispers rose and fell, and all the guests' eyes were focused on the closed door, with shock and confusion written on their faces.
"What's going on!?"
"Your Majesty...why would you be so hostile to that male insect..."
"Silence! How dare you speak ill of His Majesty? You have the audacity!"
The guests were talking in low voices, their tones filled with disbelief and a hint of excitement.
O'Beri stood aside, his face pale, his eyes full of loss and confusion.
Count Obedi's eyes swept across the banquet hall, and he whispered to O'Beili:
"Wake up, don't think about that male insect anymore, go back and check the details of that male insect."
At the same time, new music sounded in the banquet hall and the guests gradually resumed their conversation, but the topic always revolved around the scene just now.
Some speculated about Xirui's identity, some guessed about His Majesty Atalan's intentions, and some secretly calculated the situation that would follow.
Ian stood there, his head buzzing and his head felt as big as twenty.
Xirui just walked away, what about the mission?
——
And at this moment,
Xirui had already followed His Majesty Atalan into the corridor outside the banquet hall.
On the walls on both sides of the corridor hung huge paintings depicting the War of Thirty-Seven Star Systems. Each painting was vivid, as if replaying that glorious and tragic history before our eyes.
The light was soft and quiet, casting a faint glow on the paintings, adding a touch of radiance to the wars and magnificent star battles.
The corridor was so quiet that only footsteps could be heard, as if the noise from the outside world was completely isolated.
The attendants followed behind them, neither too far nor too close, maintaining just the right distance so as not to disturb His Majesty, yet still be able to step forward when needed.
However, one of the gazes was particularly obvious, as if carrying some urgency and suggestion.
Xirui felt the gaze, turned his head slightly, and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.
He found that it was the chief eunuch Cade, who was winking at him, with an expression so complex that it was almost abstract.
——What does that mean?
Xirui looked at it for a long time, but didn't understand Cade's hint.
Seeing this, Cade's expression became even more anxious, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only continue to try to convey something with his eyes.
However, His Majesty Attaran had already stopped.
At the end of the corridor is a heavy wooden door carved with intricate patterns. The patterns on the door are exquisite and gorgeous, as if silently telling the glorious history of the empire.
The light in front of the door is soft and quiet, shining on the wooden door.
His Majesty Attalan stopped in front of the door, and the servant stepped forward respectfully, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, his movements slow and cautious.
His Majesty Atalan walked slowly into the room, then turned his head to glance at Xirui and said in a faint voice:
"You, come in."
His tone was calm, and he glanced slightly sideways at Cade who was following behind him: "Cade, you two step back."
The latter sentence was addressed to Cade, with a hint of warning in his tone.
Cade was stunned, knowing that this was a stern reminder, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to make any more small movements.
A trace of helplessness and worry flashed across his face, but he could only step back respectfully and whispered:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Xirui naturally obeyed the order respectfully.
This opportunity to be alone was exactly what he had been looking forward to.
How can I explain what happened back then if I’m not alone?
He followed His Majesty Atalaan into the room, and the door behind him was slowly closed by the servants, completely blocking out the outside world's view.
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