A short absence makes a new marriage better
"A short separation is as good as a new marriage. I wish Your Majesty and Her Royal Highness the Queen a happy evening, and hope we can have another little prince for our empire!" By the end of the banquet, some military officers were already drunk and talking without restraint. They allowed their sober companions to pinch their thighs and continued with a smile, "I asked His Highness Yu Guang the other day, and he said he wanted a younger brother!"
Yu Sheng, still relatively sober, saw the table full of people laughing and making a scene, and he almost wanted to shove their heads into a barrel. Is this the right thing to say at a celebration banquet? If the person sitting here was the former Caesar, anyone who dared to discuss the emperor's family affairs in public would be shot!
"Don't be angry." Frey tilted his head and reached out to poke the angry Yu Sheng. His lake-like eyes reflected bright spots of light, making Yu Sheng gradually lose his mind.
"I miss you so much..." Frey said again, leaning his body closer to Yu Sheng, trying to rub his head in Yu Sheng's arms, but this was at the celebration party!
If the king of an empire were to put his head in the queen's arms at a banquet, would his dignity still be lost? Would the royal family still have any dignity?
In a hurry, Yu Sheng grabbed Frey's arm and helped Frey up from the main seat. Fortunately, although Frey was drunk, he was very obedient. When Yu Sheng asked him to stand up, he stood up obediently, unwilling to let his queen bear the weight.
"Well, it's getting late. Everyone, go back and rest early after eating!" After Yu Sheng said this, he hurriedly left the table with Frey without waiting for the response from the people below.
"Our general is really proactive. He can't wait to grab His Majesty and take him back to his room."
"Nonsense! General Yu Sheng is so wise and brave on the battlefield, so of course he's very proactive in matters like that!"
"...What does that have to do with the battlefield?!"
After closing the door of the room to block out all the noise from the outside world, Yu Sheng turned the lights to the lowest setting. The warm light lightly hit Frey's profile. Frey tilted his head slightly, his eyes revealing a bit of confusion and dependence, which made Yu Sheng's heart beat faster.
"Let's go take a shower?" Yu Sheng said, only to find that his mouth was a little dry. "After the shower, it's time to go to bed."
The usually majestic King Frey stared at Yu Sheng's lips for a long time, then shook his head slowly, "I don't know how to wash it, so you wash it for me."
“…”Is he really drunk or just pretending to be drunk?
"Okay, I'll wash you." Yu Sheng dragged Frey into the bathroom good-naturedly. Just as he was about to help Frey take off his clothes, he turned around and was stunned. Frey had unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt by himself, revealing his naked and broad chest. The belt on his lower body was also loose and half-fallen off.
"General..." Frey hugged Yu Sheng, his heart beating restlessly in his chest, "My queen..."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Yu Sheng's obsidian eyes flashed with mist, and his affection was as deep as the sun. "I am yours." After saying that, Yu Sheng took the initiative to put his arms around Frey's waist and kissed him on tiptoe.
Frey held him tightly, as if afraid that Yu Sheng would escape. He bit Yu Sheng's earlobe and said in a low and dangerous voice, "By the way, please explain to my queen why you hugged the bug..."
Damn! That bastard Moss betrayed me after all!
Yu Sheng's legs went limp from the kiss, and he quickly begged for mercy, "Stop accusing me! I was taking advantage of the opportunity to kill him!"
Frey knew it, but a man's possessiveness couldn't be rationally considered. He tightened his grip on Yu Sheng, intending to give the general a sweet "punishment" tonight...
At noon the next day, Yu Sheng woke up from his sleep. The sunlight had already shone through the glass onto his upper body. Yu Sheng raised his hands to cover his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat hung on the tip of his nose and face.
Yu Sheng turned over, thinking that Frey had already gone to work, but he turned around and met a pair of deep eyes. Yu Sheng's heart moved, and he reached out from under the quilt and pinched Frey's chest muscles, "Your Majesty, why didn't you go to court?"
Frey didn't understand what "going to court" meant, but he guessed that Yu Sheng was wondering why he didn't go to work, so he opened his arms, hugged Yu Sheng tightly in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm asking for leave."
"You can still ask for leave? Who will approve your leave?"
"Yeah." Frey reached out and held Yu Sheng's restless paw on his chest. "I approved it myself."
"Pfft..." Yu Sheng laughed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't expect you would abuse your power for personal gain."
Frey didn't respond. He turned over and pressed on Yu Sheng, supporting his arms on both sides of the pillow, "Are you hungry?"
"Not bad." Yu Sheng moved his body. "I seem to be too hungry. Shall we go eat?"
"No." Frey leaned over and kissed Yu Sheng's brow. "Go after you finish eating."
"You didn't eat enough last night, um..." The soft kiss swallowed the rest of Yu Sheng's words, and the blushing and heartbeating voice rang out in the room again.
——Palace Garden——
The once naive child had transformed into a slender, handsome young man, his features identical to Yu Sheng's, though with a touch more childishness and refinement. He sat quietly on a swing in a corner of the garden, the wind gently ruffling the ends of his soft, black hair, like a beautiful, verdant oil painting.
"Your Highness, it's time to have lunch." Anna walked up behind Yu Guang. "It's getting cold. Why did you take off your coat again? Put it on quickly!"
"Aunt Anna, I'm not cold." Yu Guang's eyebrows curved, and the natural intimacy and gentleness in his tone made everyone who spoke to him feel warm. "I just came back from the fighting teacher, and I'm still sweating."
"That's even worse!" Anna felt like an old woman. She grabbed the coat next to her and forced it on Yu Guang, saying with a stern face, "Your Highness, if you act so willfully again, I will complain to His Majesty!"
Yu Guang obediently put on his coat. When Anna mentioned Frey, a hint of resentment appeared on his handsome face. "Why are the King and Dad still in the house and refusing to come out? Doesn't Dad miss me?"
As he grew older, Yu Guang's cognition expanded, and he gradually changed his way of addressing Yu Sheng, no longer calling her "Mom", but "Dad".
A hint of embarrassment crossed Anna's eyes. Knowing that the young prince missed Yu Sheng, she had gone to their room early and knocked on the door, hoping to ask if the young prince could have breakfast with them. But, let alone breakfast! She couldn't even get the door open at lunchtime! Were His Majesty and Yu Sheng really planning to starve to death in there?!
Seeing that Anna didn't answer him, Yu Guang jumped off the swing and ran into the palace, "Aunt Anna, go to the dining room first. I'm going to wake up Dad and the King!"
"Hey, Your Highness, you--" Anna didn't have time to stop him and had to go to the restaurant alone.
"Ding ding ding!" The doorbell outside rang rapidly. Yu Sheng in the room was sitting on Frey's body, his naked back covered with sweat. He hugged Frey's neck with both hands, breathing heavily, and turned a deaf ear to the doorbell outside.
Frey held Yu Sheng's waist tightly and ignored him. But a few seconds later, the doorbell rang again, as if to say, "If you don't come to open the door, I will break it down."
"Go, go open the door." Yu Sheng pushed Frey's chest.
Frey suddenly pressed Yu Sheng under him and kissed him.
After finishing it hastily and in a bad mood, Frey carried Yu Sheng to the bathroom with a dark face, put in warm water, quickly washed himself, and walked out to open the door.
Just when he wanted to see who was so bold as to come here and delay the emperor and general from having children, he saw his eldest son, who was as handsome and lovely as a scallion.
"..." Facing this face that looked exactly like Yu Sheng's, yet even softer and more childish, Frey couldn't lose his temper at all. The normally expressionless emperor raised his lips in a gentle arc, ushered Yu Guang in, and turned to get Yu Guang some delicious food.
Yu Guang felt completely at ease in his father's room, doing whatever he wanted. When Frey came out with snacks and fruit, Yu Guang was already half-lying on the sofa with bare feet, his dark eyes gazing at Frey. "Father, where is Daddy?"
"He's in the bathroom, coming out right away." Frey clicked on his personal terminal. "Has he had lunch?"
"Not yet." Yu Guang shook his head obediently, "I want to have lunch with my father!"
"Okay." Frey agreed, connected his personal terminal to the palace kitchen, mentioned a few of Yu Sheng and Yu Guang's favorite foods, and asked the maid to send them to his room.
"Xiaoguang is here," Yu Sheng said as he changed into clean home clothes and walked out of the inner room while Yuguang was eating snacks. "Stand up and let daddy see if you've grown taller."
Yu Guang stood up, straightening his back. The sixteen-year-old boy's height had already exceeded 1.75 meters, heading straight for 1.80 meters. Yu Sheng was astonished and puzzled. "Xiao Guang is so tall! Doesn't he have the same genes as me? I'm obviously less than 1.7 meters at my age! I didn't reach 1.80 meters until I was 19."
Frey couldn't help but curl his lips and said jokingly, "Our son still has my genes, so of course he's taller than you."
Yu Sheng knew Frey was talking nonsense. After all, Yu Guang and he had the same genes, but he still followed Frey's lead and said, "Come on, son. When you were little, you always said you wanted to be taller than your father. I think you have a chance!"
Environment and genes jointly influence a person's development. Yu Guang's nutrition was much better than his own childhood. After all, his father had hired an entire team to develop a diet and exercise plan for Yu Guang's health. He hadn't had such treatment when he was just an orphanage graduate.
Maybe Yu Guang’s height will really be taller than mine in the end.
"How's your studies going lately? Have you taken the mecha course yet?" Like every Chinese parent, Yu Sheng couldn't break the annoying habit of asking his child about his studies at the dinner table. Before Yu Guang could answer, Frey reached out and patted Yu Guang on the head, saying, "Let's talk about studies after dinner. Enjoy your food."
"Well, listen to your father." Yu Sheng knew that Yu Guang was a sensible child. He was just asking out of habit and had no intention of forcing Yu Guang to answer immediately. He picked up a large piece of meat for Yu Guang and said with a smile, "Eat more meat when you grow up. Sooner or later, you will surpass your father!"
Yu Guang took a big bite and stared at the big crescent on the tender meat, his eyes narrowed into crescent shapes in happiness.
Frey gave himself a complete day off today. He worked all night two days in advance to review all the official documents, just so that he could spend more time with Yu Sheng and Yu Guang during the few days waiting for Yu Sheng to come back, and the whole family could have a happy little holiday.
In the afternoon, they took Yu Guang to the combat training ground. Yu Sheng and Frey wanted to train Yu Guang personally. When the three of them passed by the Royal Research Institute, Frey paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and asked Yu Guang, "Xiao Guang, would you like to have a younger brother?"
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