Chapter 147 Chapter 147 Sweetness "It's okay, Ce...
Because Her Highness Hades is pregnant, many things are left to Hoss to handle.
There are two things that have been hotly debated recently.
The first thing was that a black-haired male insect suddenly appeared beside His Majesty Atalan, and was almost inseparable from His Majesty Atalan.
The second thing is that Lord Link's son, Lord Lin Mo, is going to marry Master Obeidi's only son.
The previous incident of Lin Mo holding the male insect hostage did not actually cause much sparks. The intervention of the Male Insect Protection Association only resulted in Lin Mo being fined a certain amount and then acquitted.
However, Lin Mo and His Majesty's faction have reached an agreement, and during this period, His Majesty has often summoned Huos.
Today too.
Wang Tingnei,
conference room.
The towering dome is hung with crimson curtains embroidered with irises.
Sunlight shines in through the Gothic stained glass windows, casting mottled and gorgeous light and shadows on the marble mosaic floor.
The surface of the twelve-person oak long table was polished to a mirror-like finish, and the edges were carved with intricate vine patterns.
Atalan sat on the chief's high-backed throne, the gilded back inlaid with the royal coat of arms and the armrests covered with dark blue velvet.
The parchment scroll spread out in front of him was weighed down by a silver paperweight, and a quill pen was inserted diagonally into the inkwell.
Xirui leaned lazily in the first seat on the right. The back of the chair was three inches shorter than the throne, but equally finely crafted.
There were several glazed vases beside the long table, in which were placed golden irises that had just been picked this morning - of course, it was Xirui who picked them.
Picking flowers and giving them to beautiful women is all about the romance.
The carved oak door creaked heavily on its hinges as Hoss pushed it open.
As several veteran ministers took their seats one after another, the seats collided with each other, making a slight metallic sound.
Xirui suddenly reached out and fiddled with the golden irises in the vase, and the shadow of the flowers danced in his smiling black eyes.
Atalan glanced at him, and there seemed to be some water in his eyes.
The hems of the robes embroidered with gold thread hung on both sides of the throne, emitting a majestic luster in the morning light.
He tied his shiny golden hair up high, and the gems on the crown reflected a cold light, making his beautiful face with clear contours even more fierce.
The seat on the right was out of tune with the solemn atmosphere - Xirui was leaning lazily on the gilded chair, with his long legs casually crossed.
It was a rare occasion for him to wear a formal black suit today, but it still couldn't hide his innate romantic temperament.
The black hair fell in front of his forehead, making his ink-black eyes look even deeper, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.
"Your Majesty."
Hoss bowed respectfully.
But he couldn't help but glance at the lazy male insect - how dare this guy be so presumptuous in front of the emperor?
"Yeah." Atalan nodded slightly.
Huos was surprised to find that the usually stern Majesty had a rare softness on his lips.
Those golden eyes that were frozen all year round now showed a bit of warmth in the morning light.
Xirui suddenly moved his fingers.
No one noticed that under the conference table, he reached out and quietly wrapped his hand around His Majesty's fingertips on the armrest of the throne.
Atalan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but his face remained expressionless, and he just hooked his fingers lightly under his wide sleeves.
Hoss was about to report when he saw His Majesty raise his hand to signal a pause.
His Majesty Atalan suddenly spoke:
"I heard that Earl Link has publicly announced that Lin Mo will marry Aubrey."
"Yes." Hoss nodded. "Everything is going according to plan."
Lin Mo and Lingni are both in their hands, one openly and one secretly. They basically have evidence of all the income and expenditure and the shameful things that Count Link has done in recent years.
Moreover, before that, Earl Link secretly instigated the Second Prince and the First Prince to fight each other, used high-level male insects as bait, and was even the mastermind behind the assassination of high-level male insects.
After Second Prince Amiya left the main planet, Earl Link couldn't help but reveal his true identity.
Now the power of His Highness has already reached Count Link, so Count Link naturally needs to use other forces to expand himself. At this time, Master Obelix has just come of age and is very favored by Count Obedi, so he hopes to find a good lord for him.
They hit it off immediately and decided to get married.
Just right.
His Majesty Attaran meant that Link should lose both his fame and fortune, that he should have a public trial, and that the matter should be made public and aboveboard.
Normally, this matter should be handled by the Crown Princess. However, now that the Crown Princess is pregnant, it is inconvenient for her to handle many matters, so it is basically Huos or Ian who handles them.
However, Ian spent most of his time with the Grand Prince, and was in a state where he could not be pulled away.
"Forsey, Reklo, you should also attend the wedding. Hoss, bring the troops of the First Legion and surround the entire Earl's Mansion when the time comes."
Atalan thought for a moment and ordered.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Several old and trusted officials who had followed Atalan since the uprising exchanged glances with each other.
Their loyalty is unquestionable, and they have never changed their hearts over the years. They are all people who are willing to risk their lives for His Majesty Attalan.
However, their eyes looking at Xirui were mixed with surprise and speculation, as if they were examining a ghost that suddenly appeared.
Minister of War Forsi unconsciously stroked the scar on his chin - it was left when he fought alongside His Majesty.
His eyes swept back and forth across Xirui's handsome profile, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
——They are so similar, the lazy sitting posture, the cynical expression, and even the small gesture of spinning the pen with fingertips are exactly the same.
"What are you looking at?"
His Majesty Atalan's cold and imposing voice suddenly rang out, startling several old ministers so much that they hastily looked away.
Only then did they realize that His Majesty had stood up at some point, and Xirui was casually playing with His Majesty's hanging sash.
This action was too intimate, yet so natural as if it had been repeated thousands of times.
“No, no…”
As the minister lowered his head to answer, he caught a glimpse of Xirui whispering something in His Majesty's ear.
His Majesty has always disliked other insects getting close to him, but at this moment he allowed the male insect to get closer and closer, and even tilted his head slightly to listen.
What was even more shocking was that a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corners of His Majesty's icy lips.
When several old ministers and Hoss left the meeting room together, they happened to meet the chief steward Cade outside the door. The expression on Cade's face was no different from "the sky is falling".
As His Majesty's chief aide, Cade theoretically knows His Majesty's daily life best. Naturally, the sudden appearance of this male insect could not be hidden from Cade.
But, Cade actually had this expression?
Could it be that he is not just a substitute? Could it be that he is not just a toy?
Could it be that His Majesty is actually sincere?
Could it be that... Your Majesty is really serious?
Suddenly realizing something, several ministers couldn't help but look back one last time.
Through the crack of the closing door, he saw Xirui resting his chin on His Majesty's shoulder, and His Majesty's slender fingers were stroking the male insect's black hair.
The gesture was not like treating a substitute, but rather like touching a lost treasure.
In the meeting room,
Xirui played with a lock of Atalan's golden hair and suddenly chuckled: "It seems they used me as a substitute."
Atalan smiled and looked at him: "You have never been a substitute."
Xirui laughed loudly. He put his arm around the king's waist and joked in his ear:
"It's okay, Your Majesty, just treat me as a stand-in. I will definitely act like the real thing. I will be whatever Your Majesty likes."
Atalan's ears turned slightly red, but he still maintained a dignified tone: "Nonsense."
But his hand quietly held Xirui's fingers, and the moment their fingers were intertwined, they both felt the warmth from each other's palms.
The distance between them was so close that they could almost count each other's eyelashes. Their pheromones had already completely blended in the breath, making it difficult to distinguish between them.
"Ranta."
An ambiguous whisper.
Xirui's palm held Atalan's neck firmly, and his thumb gently stroked the golden insect pattern hidden under his hair - the golden iris pattern, which was now slightly hot at his fingertips.
The kiss came naturally, as naturally as morning dew falling on petals.
Xirui's lips first gently touched the corner of Atalan's lips, like a butterfly testing the pistil of a flower. After feeling the other's slight tremor, he really covered the slightly pale lips.
The tip of his tongue traced the king's beautiful lip lines and patiently pried open his tightly closed teeth, as if opening a long-sealed treasure box.
“Hmm…”
Atalan swallowed unconsciously, his fingertips grasped Xirui's collar, and the luxurious silk fabric wrinkled in his palm.
With his eyes closed, Atalan's long golden eyelashes cast fine shadows on his cheeks, and an almost inaudible groan escaped from his throat.
Xirui took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, melting all the longing accumulated over twenty-five years into the intertwined breaths.
The sunlight shines through the stained glass, casting a colorful halo around them.
The insect pattern on the back of Atalan's neck reflected fine golden light, and the iris pattern gradually brightened as if awakened.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Atalan's originally stiff body slowly softened, like a frozen river finally welcoming the spring flood.
The kiss was so gentle that it was intoxicating, and every movement of Xirui was filled with careful cherishment.
When he finally stepped back a little, the silver thread drew an ambiguous arc between their lips.
“Cerie…?”
Atalan slowly opened his eyes, his gilded pupils still filled with lingering emotions. Xirui rubbed his hot cheek affectionately with the tip of his nose.
As if asking why I stopped.
"My Lord."
Xirui's hoarse voice contained a smile, and his fingertips were still lingering on the hot insect pattern.
"Your irises are so beautiful that I'm afraid I can't help myself."
Atalan blinked, and his golden eyes were filled with water, as if melted spring water was irrigating the golden iris, making it bloom again.
"It's okay, Cerie. You don't have to hold back. I'm willing to give you anything."
…
After the morning meeting,
But the door of the conference room never opened.
Cade gritted his teeth and waited at the door for three hours with a sullen face.
Help! He probably guessed what happened inside.
Your Majesty! Why can't I resist the temptation of that face?
It was like this 25 years ago, and it’s still like this 25 years later… The sky is falling…
The morning sun was extremely bright.
Cade thought it was unusually emo——
No... Even if I spent the whole morning doing that, I still have to eat lunch, right?! It's been three hours, and it's already lunchtime, so why not eat?
That male insect! How could he pester His Majesty like this?
He doesn't want to eat, but Your Majesty still needs to eat!
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