Chapter 39 Flower Kiss, are you even letting people sleep?!
Soothing an Alpha during their sensitive period is really hard work. Shi Wei was exhausted, but His Majesty seemed quite content. In the morning, when Shi Wei refused to get up for breakfast, she discovered that he had returned with his personal terminal, ostensibly to keep her company while she slept.
The man put earmuffs on her, and seeing her glaring at him, he touched her ear and said, "Go to sleep."
Then begin processing transactions.
Shi Wei was so sleepy that she didn't want to talk to him. She closed her eyes, and two minutes later, she felt someone squeezing her hand.
Shi Wei kept her eyes closed and remained motionless.
All five fingers were pinched, and then the hand touched the back of her hand, stroking it gently.
She remained motionless.
Her palm was gently tickled. Shi Wei finally broke down, threw back the covers, removed her earplugs, and glared at the man angrily: "Are you trying to keep me from sleeping?!"
"...The Nada Index grew last month—" The voice from the computer stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell silent. Shi Wei glanced at the screen and felt a cool breeze.
They're having an online meeting.
The only saving grace is that His Majesty hasn't gone so far as to hold a direct video conference; he's only using audio.
King Sklag II appeared calm, said "Continue," turned off the audio, looked at her with an innocent expression, and said, "Didn't I tell you to go to sleep?"
Shi Wei's face was flushed red and pale. After her outburst, she probably wouldn't have the face to face these trusted and loyal ministers anymore. She didn't have the same iron-hard skin as His Majesty.
But can we blame her?
Who wouldn't be angry if a kind person stayed up all night, then got bothered while trying to catch up on sleep the next day?
Looking at this very clingy large animal, Shi Wei said painfully, "I'm going to eat, okay?"
His Majesty's persistent annoyance was simply to get her to go eat breakfast.
King Sklag II nodded and smiled at her.
Then the meeting continued, and they even helped her summon the robot.
The man was casually holding an online meeting, but he was actually keeping a close eye on her.
This special period made it difficult for him to concentrate, so he was somewhat lethargic, and most of the time, he just wanted to stay with Shi Wei.
You don't necessarily have to do anything; just pinching, touching, or even skin contact can be very comfortable.
But she seemed very tired.
A small robot, about 1.3 meters tall, cautiously entered. His Majesty gave it a nickname in his mind: "The Number One Foolish Kid".
The first scapegoat is very cute, with a round figure, a sweet voice, and all sorts of sweet talk. He should be the most likable Omega, but he is the robot that Shi Wei hates the most.
Because it wakes her up every day.
Recently, the task of getting up has become increasingly difficult for No. 1, the "punching bag". Its processor can arrange the most scientific and healthy lifestyle according to the owner's schedule.
The wake-up time was also carefully set.
However, recently its owner has been staying up late at night and its vital signs have been fluctuating strangely. Why is its heart rate at dawn the highest value of the day?
It kept calculating and realized that it had to wake its owner up at midnight to ensure she got enough sleep, but this violated the basic health principle of going to bed early and waking up early, and not skipping meals.
If it can't figure it out, it has no choice but to give up and let the owner decide when to get up.
The bullied dog successfully approached its owner and saw the Alpha casting a sympathetic glance at it.
Then it quickly and gently dragged out its owner, who had already changed her mind and was trying to cover herself with the blanket, put earplugs in her, and played music to help her slowly wake up. Then, the second victim appeared, carrying clothes—
Both of these life robots are extremely obsequious, praising their owners in a fawning manner and trying to win them over with flattery.
After the owner gets dressed, washes up, and wakes up, the "victim" will give Number Three a skin care treatment.
By this time, she was fully awake and energetic, and both her hands were free.
She grabbed the two scapegoats and squeezed them back and forth.
Their outer shells are made of a very soft and resilient material that can be flattened, rolled, stretched, or altered at will, and they will automatically recover their original shape.
The punching bag number one was molded into a short-haired, tall, blue-eyed humanoid figure, and then used as a punching bag to beat up.
The second punching bag was molded into a smiling humanoid figure wearing glasses and was also used as a punching bag to be beaten up.
Robots don't feel pain; they just think it's great to relieve their owners' stress.
After bullying the three robots, Shi Wei got hungry and went to eat.
His Majesty was left watching the two robots slowly recovering, and felt that their shapes looked somewhat familiar.
After breakfast, Wei wanted to go find Leo to play, but was told that Leo had been sent for a medical check-up and would not be back for a few days.
She had no choice but to go back to find His Majesty, who was having lunch and asked her if she wanted to eat with him.
Shi Wei looked at his set of healthy and scientific meals and shook her head in refusal.
"Would you like to go out and have some fun this afternoon?" His Majesty asked her.
The afternoon breeze was very pleasant. Shi Wei looked at the sun outside, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm going to the library to read."
His Majesty was somewhat disappointed; he had wanted to accompany her for her afternoon nap.
Shi Wei strolled over to the library, yawning as she walked; she was a little sleepy after finishing her meal.
After swiping my ID, I arrived at the seventh floor, found room 108 as Lu Qi had mentioned, grabbed a photocopy, adjusted my chair, and had a robot bring me a blanket.
Time for a nap!
She didn't want to take a nap with that energetic Alpha who was in his vulnerable period.
The library was very quiet. Shiwei was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, feeling her mind and body being elevated.
She was fast asleep and had no idea that someone opened the door, paused, and then came in.
The footsteps grew closer, and the stranger's gaze fell on her face.
He seemed to be sizing her up.
Cyril looked at her for a while, recalling the morning's events. Everyone was concerned about His Majesty's health, and His Majesty indicated that he needed to rest for a while longer.
Everyone became even more worried, expressing that His Majesty's health was the top priority and asking him not to worry about state affairs, blah blah blah—
Before the finance minister could even finish speaking, a scolding voice rang out: "Don't you let people get any sleep?"—or rather, a coquettish rebuke.
Everyone is familiar with this voice. Without a video, we don't know the specific context, but when such words are spoken, it's hard not to let our imaginations run wild.
Jiang Chuge sat next to her uncle, taking notes while chuckling strangely.
The person opposite Jiang Guyuan, Cyril, immediately recognized whose voice it was. He was silent for a moment, and his first reaction was: Are you still sleeping? Did you go to bed very late last night?
This little incident was treated as a way to lighten the mood. No matter how gossipy everyone was, they wouldn't show it on the surface. Until the meeting ended, Akel, this rough and easygoing man, said to His Majesty, "You should take care of your health, Your Majesty. Don't overwork yourself."
His tone was very sarcastic, and he made jokes without any pressure.
"Get out!" His Majesty snapped, but it didn't sound very powerful, not even as forceful as the little Omega's reprimand.
While lost in thought, Cyril searched for the files he needed: 1023, 1024, 1026—
Where did file number 1025 go?
These paper documents cannot be copied or taken out of the country. Cyril glanced at the Omega sleeping soundly not far away.
He walked over and found the girl fast asleep, wrapped in a blanket, her cheeks rosy, her head resting on a report file with the number 5 printed on the cover.
Cyril tried to wake her, calling her several times, but she frowned and covered her head.
He suddenly remembered the phrase, "Don't you ever let people sleep?" and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
A faint floral fragrance wafted by, and a slender figure bent down, his reflection resembling a tulip trembling in the gale.
Cyril sat not far from Shi Wei with the file in his hand, not turning a single page for a very long time.
He quietly left only when Shi Wei seemed to be waking up.
I woke up at three o'clock feeling refreshed. The automatic ventilation system brought in fresh outdoor air, which seemed to have a faint floral scent—wait, it's not tulip season now.
Shi Wei stared blankly at the table, on which lay the files she had randomly picked up. She seemed to have fallen asleep while looking at them, yet they didn't fall to the ground.
Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Her personal terminal lit up; it was a message from His Majesty, asking if she wanted afternoon tea.
I was a little hungry after only eating a little lunch, so I gladly accepted the meal.
Afternoon tea was all things that suited Shiwei's taste. After a good sleep and a good meal, Shiwei was in a very good mood. She didn't resist being held by the man and comfortably lay in his arms watching a movie.
King Sklag II wasn't interested in the movie; he was more focused on squeezing her paws and kissing her cheeks.
The man paused, but his tone remained unchanged: "Were you reading in the library earlier?"
"Yes, I've been looking at the Security Bureau's files, studying them very diligently for three hours." Shi Wei sipped her milk tea, intently watching the screen, without blushing or skipping a beat.
Her expression was very natural. When she first came in, there were still marks on her face from sleeping. His Majesty noticed them the moment he saw her, but he didn't expose her.
He still believed in her.
Just Cyril?
Tsk, I'm still too idle.
Not long after, the eldest prince received an assignment from his father—to go to a certain country for a three-month exchange visit.
“It’s a great place for a vacation, Your Highness, I want to go too!” Jiang Chuge said. He was exhausted from dealing with family affairs with his uncle recently.
“You stay in the capital. The executive officer for YN1 will be finalized soon. You need to keep an eye on it,” Cyril said, his heart sinking.
This is a reprimand and warning from the Emperor.
Jiang Chuge looked dejected, while another nobleman next to her joked, "Do you want to go on vacation or run away from your arranged marriage, haha..."
Cyril laughed along: "Chu Ge, there's no use in running away. Why not choose someone you like to marry? As long as it's not too outrageous, even if your uncle objects, I can put in a good word for you with him."
Jiang Chuge said angrily, "Your Highness, do you have any conscience? How about we switch places? I'll go on vacation, and you can go on a blind date!"
“Then of course I’ll go on vacation.” Cyril would never agree to such a thing.
Jiang Chuge: "Why did I have to go on blind dates with those boring Omegas?! Your Highness, you're not allowed to laugh! I'm going to tell His Majesty and make him arrange blind dates for you too!"
Cyril's smile froze. Just as Jiang Chuge was about to laugh, she heard him say slowly, "Before I go on this blind date, I will definitely tell Miss Moran how much you love her."
Jiang Chuge immediately slid to his knees. That Miss Moran was a well-known fierce young lady in the aristocratic circle.
He doesn't want to die young.
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