Chapter 163 Think it over
Samuel's injury healed quickly.
As a weak drone, his wounds healed faster than the doctor expected.
When changing the dressing, the doctor said, "Don't let the wound get wet. It will heal in two or three days."
He thought for a moment, then continued, "Did Your Majesty take any other tonics?"
Samuel raised his eyes, casually glanced at Ernest, who was standing stiffly beside him, and then his eyes fell back on the old doctor.
"Yes."
The old doctor nodded: "No wonder it healed so quickly."
The male bee's body is not as big as the female bee's.
The wound on His Majesty's shoulder was very deep, and he was originally very worried.
"I don't know what kind of medicinal herb it is, but if it's suitable, promoting it among drones would definitely be beneficial."
The doctor said.
Before Samuel could say anything, Ernest started coughing violently.
The golden-eyed drone raised the corners of his lips.
"Only for wasps."
After he said this, the old doctor didn't dare to ask any more questions.
He was afraid of asking about something bloody, so he packed up the medicine box much faster.
After the old doctor left, Samuel burst into laughter again.
He laughed so hard that he fell over.
Ernest quickly held him in his arms.
"Your Majesty... please don't laugh like that." Ernest felt helpless. "Your injuries haven't healed yet."
What should I do if my wounds open from laughing?
Samuel still hadn't stopped smiling.
He rested his chin on Ernest's neck and rubbed it lazily.
"I want to bask in the sun."
.
The blooming period of the Fuyu flower has passed.
But late spring and early summer is the time when flowers bloom.
Samuel was carried across the stream by Ernest.
Ernest pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance and said, "Your Majesty, that is the land of extreme cold."
Samuel squinted his eyes. In the distance, only the white top of the snow-capped mountain remained, almost merging with the sky.
"It's so far..." He sighed, "Is the scenery there beautiful?"
Samuel had never left the area of the underground city, let alone the extremely cold land. He had even rarely been to the heart of the Santo grassland.
"What does an ice crystal flower look like?"
Samuel knew that Ernest had been there.
Ernest lowered his eyes.
"Ice crystals are transparent, like crystal."
"It can only grow in cold places. If it comes to the grassland, it will wither instantly."
He paused.
"If you want to go, we can go once your injury heals."
Samuel laughed.
"Okay." He tilted his head.
The two walked side by side among the flowers, stopping and starting.
Soon, Samuel saw a small light appear in his field of vision.
It is the spiritual sea of Tyrannosaurus.
But unexpectedly, this usually noisy little guy was hiding among the flowers and didn't even come out to say hello.
This is a bit unusual.
Did you encounter any difficulties?
Samuel and Ernest walked over together.
They saw Terran hiding tightly in a bell-shaped flower, with his six legs tightly clasping the pistil, not even daring to flap his wings.
"What are you doing?"
Samuel asked.
Tyron's exposed butt trembled, and he slowly crawled out, his wings tightly attached to his back, and the whole bee looked listless.
"Your Majesty, Lady Bee."
He greeted the two of them.
"I really didn't say that..."
As he spoke, he burst into tears.
"I promised Lady Bee that I would never break my promise! But..."
"What happened?"
Samuel asked, extending a slender finger towards the little bee.
Tyron finally stopped crying and crawled to Samuel's fingertips.
"That's right. A few days ago, when I was collecting honey, I noticed that the other worker bees were talking about that incident... But I promise I never said anything! But I don't know where they got the information from!"
"What's up?"
Samuel looked puzzled, but Ernest's body began to stiffen.
"It's about you drinking milk..."
At this moment, Samuel and Ernest fell into silence.
They looked at each other.
On the day of the party, Ernest's voice had become very low, but Samuel's repeated voice was not lowered.
Perhaps other nearby bees also heard this.
"They also said..." Tyron's voice rose, "Only female bees with big breasts can please His Majesty!"
"All the female bees are working out their pecs!"
Samuel's eyes involuntarily fell on Ernest's chest.
There... is indeed a majestic place rarely seen among the bee tribe.
He also really...
I like it very much.
"They also said..." Tyron's little feet moved uneasily. He lowered his voice, but still spoke bravely, "They also said that you, Lady Bee, are the most scheming female bee!"
Ernest's expression remained unchanged.
But Samuel raised his eyebrows, puzzled, "Why is it spread like this?"
The puppy has a simple mind, but what did he do to cause such a misunderstanding among the bee tribe?
"because……"
Terran struggled to organize his words, and under Samuel's urging gaze, he stammered, "Because they say that Lady Bee... only wears clothes with thicker fabric on the chest..."
"It's to... make the breasts look bigger."
Before Tyron finished speaking, he suddenly noticed the clothes on Ernest.
He suddenly fell silent.
The female bee wasn't wearing armor, and the plain clothes of the bee tribe were always thin and fitted...
So some differences can be seen at a glance.
Taito swallowed his saliva. It seemed that the female bee was wearing that kind of clothes now.
“…”
“…”
With a chuckle, Samuel couldn't hold back.
Terran is too young. How could he understand that the clothes were not meant to make him look bigger, but had a more practical purpose?
But after laughing, Samuel felt a little regretful.
He saw the puppy's somewhat stiff expression and tried his best to purse the corners of his mouth.
"That's a rumor."
Samuel said.
No one knew better than him that Ernest's physique was the result of his hard training.
Tyron didn't doubt Samuel's words at all.
He became happy.
"Oh! I was just saying! We saw the battle between Lady Bee and the Bee-eater!"
Terran's voice was a little admiring, but then he remembered something and looked at Ernest with a worried look on his face. He cautiously warned, "But Lady Bee, I heard that if you're pregnant, you can't fight so fiercely! Although you're in very good health, please be careful!"
"What?!"
Ernest finally couldn't help it, his eyes widened.
His right hand unconsciously pressed on his strong abdominal muscles.
When did he... have a baby?!
"Huh? Is this also a rumor?"
Tyron's eyes widened in shock. There were so many bees involved in this incident and so many eyewitness bees that he always believed it was true.
"I--"
Ernest's voice was choked in his throat.
Although he and His Majesty had communicated their feelings to each other, but such a thing...
How dare he touch Your Majesty?
Samuel, however, asked, “Where does this come from?”
Tai Lun replied: "Many bee tribes have seen the female bee picking sour fruits!"
Such sour fruits are simply the most difficult things to swallow in the eyes of the bees who love sweets. If it weren't for nausea due to pregnancy, which bee would pick that kind of fruit?
Samuel glanced at Ernest with a half-smile.
Then Tyron sighed. He flew to Ernest's side and said with some melancholy, "I was happy for you for a long time..."
"You have to work hard!" He lowered his voice and whispered softly in Ernest's ear, "I once heard some married female bees say that laying eggs is like growing vegetables. Only by cultivating and watering them frequently can you grow fruits!"
"This is the law of nature, you must obey it!"
"They say that only hard work can lead to success! Please show your Guard Bee strength!"
Ernest's Adam's apple rolled.
He saw Terran's extremely pure eyes, but his thoughts flew far away unconsciously.
Although Ernest has been trying to control himself from going too far, delusions will never go away on their own.
It was like wildfire, growing wherever the wind blew.
Even if you suppress it deeply in your heart, it will be of no use.
When His Majesty's fingers and lips fell on him, no, there was no need to even touch him——
As long as his figure is reflected in His Majesty's golden pupils, as long as he can smell the fragrance of His Majesty, he will be uncontrollably excited.
When His Majesty lay in his arms in a thin nightgown, and when his plump lips fell on the ripe fruit, Ernest felt pain.
He had to put reins on himself to restrain his own overreach.
He found a lot of bee-eater down, so much that even His Majesty felt hot.
but--
Ernest was madly trying to get close to His Majesty, like a large dog that would not be satisfied with a gentle caress.
They need a heavier hand, requiring the owner's fingers to dig into their underfur, flip them over, and lay them on their backs.
But His Majesty's body is too weak. If Ernest does not restrain himself, he is afraid that His Majesty will be injured.
——Owners of large dogs often have the experience of being knocked to the ground by enthusiastic big dogs.
Terran didn't know why Lady Bee ignored him.
But he still had the mission of collecting honey, so he said goodbye to His Majesty and flew away.
"What are you thinking about, little dog?"
His Majesty waved his finger in front of Ernest's eyes. He came back to his senses, but his brown eyes had not yet returned to calm.
The object of his desire appeared before his eyes, but the image in Ernest's mind was of His Majesty's completely different expression.
if……
Enough! I can’t think about it anymore!
Unexpectedly, His Majesty curved his eyes.
"Thinking about the laws of nature?"
“!”
Ernest looked at His Majesty in panic. Tyron's voice had been very, very soft, but His Majesty had still heard it...
Samuel raised an eyebrow.
His hearing is indeed not as good as that of a female bee, but Ernest and Tyron, one is his follower and the other is his people.
Even the spiritual seas of the two bees were illuminated by him.
And Ernest's connection to him was so close...
It's hard for him not to know.
"Have you thought about it?"
Samuel asked.
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