Chapter 72: Particularly Familiar with His Body
He looked the Sultan in the face. "Your Majesty."
The Sultan looked at the man and said, "Come up."
Tu Xing glanced at the structure and felt that it looked familiar, so he stepped on it first. They had done that before when they took a bath, so riding in a carriage together would be a piece of cake.
He sat sideways beside them, and when his peripheral vision caught sight of the structure behind him, his expression was stunned, and he quickly turned back to the front.
This is the carriage where we first shot arrows! Is there a flying arrow left behind?
The thought was fleeting, briefly novel, and no longer important, and the attention returned to the Sultan.
The Sultan raised his hand towards the man, and the young man was confused. Then he urged again, "Come here."
Hearing this, Tu Xing's mouth twitched, and he kept repeating these high-frequency words.
Could it be... here?
He felt the heat himself and thought, fortunately, it shouldn't be the case, so he put his hand up and placed it in the other person's palm.
Immediately, I felt a strong pull and fell into a strong embrace without warning.
Tu Xing only felt warmth on his right shoulder, his furry black hair swaying in disorder, and a cool feeling on the side of his head. It was the crown.
Sitting opposite each other, Tu Xing didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he hesitantly put his arms around the back of her neck.
The clothes on my legs are restricting, and this spread-legged posture is really tight.
But just as she moved, a big hand was placed on her, pulling at her clothes - it seemed she felt it too.
A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the Sultan sighed.
"It's a pity you only have a little bit of it. If you had more, you would be able to empathize with me."
Hearing this, Tu Xing's eyelashes fluttered, "If you feel uncomfortable, I am willing to accept more. The gold pattern is very beautiful."
"But how?"
The Sultan hummed, as if sucking a cat, "There's no other way. Why don't we try staying in one place for a while?"
Tu Xing tried to get closer, but this man was actually more like a cat, so he subconsciously imitated his movements.
When I touched the familiar muscles in my hands, I suddenly understood everything and found it interesting.
He has been on the throne for only three years. There were other princes above him. He is the fifth in line. Judging from his speaking style, he should be around 25 years old.
This is the age when vitality is at its peak...
The journey lasted five to six days, almost day and night, which made Tu Xing particularly familiar with his body.
I didn't have the idea of climbing over his head. If I were to lose myself in role-playing, it would be difficult to get the real work done.
The door to the divine realm? At least take a peek.
Tu Xing followed Sudan closely, still maintaining a neither humble nor arrogant appearance.
In front of the palace, a line of carriages stopped and everyone knelt on the ground to welcome their king.
"Your Majesty, you are finally back! You have returned in triumph!"
"No one can threaten your rule!"
In full view of everyone, he stepped out from behind the carriage door curtain, wearing light green straw sandals with thick-looking soles.
The man who spoke had a frozen expression, his eyes gradually looking upwards, wearing black loose pants made of a cloak-like material.
When the man came out completely, we could see that he was wearing a short shirt with tassels and had very fair skin.
Tu Xing looked calm as usual. He turned around and extended his hand as if to support someone. After receiving the hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly and helped Sultan walk down.
When they were side by side, the young man withdrew his hand and adjusted it to the side and behind him.
Although he was low-key and silent, no one had ever been able to ride in the same car with the Sultan. There were many smart people who looked at the young man countless times.
Tu Xing followed Sudan inside and wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb.
But in just two weeks, he went from being a slave who was not even wanted in the stable to being second only to two people.
Their status rises quickly, but for them it is like being parachuted in, so it will definitely take some time to get used to it.
There shouldn't be anything particularly tough in there, right? Tu Xing thought uncertainly.
As for the gold coin reward, it is enough to publish it smoothly. The rest is up to Celilda.
Thinking of this, Tu Xing became more relaxed.
The crowd surrounded the Sultan as he walked forward. Perhaps because he had been sitting the entire way and wanted to walk around, he still walked even though there was some distance between the inner chamber and the bedroom.
Tu Xing followed him leisurely, not realizing that Sudan had actually taken a longer detour.
It was a mentality similar to "showing off the rare person to everyone". After going around and confirming that most people had seen Tu Xing, the Sultan walked towards the bedroom.
As a result of doing this, Tu Xing suddenly felt an extremely strong gaze.
He opened his eyes and saw a woman in a blue dress in the crowd.
There was no need to look closely, as there were only a few people in the palace. That person was Shilin.
——The Sultan's concubine, the daughter of the merchant Walid, was the one who brought him in earlier, but when making the waist badge, she was unwilling to testify that it was she who brought him in.
The distance is too far, and even if our eyes meet, we can't see each other's expressions.
Tu Xing immediately withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty."
"Celilda wants me to issue a gold coin reward. Do I need your permission? Or should I arrange the person myself?"
The Sultan looked back and said, "It's a small matter. You can arrange the people yourself."
"You can bring along the servants she always keeps with her to prove that this is indeed her intention."
Tu Xing nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will focus on following up on this matter later, so it may not be convenient for me to be with you."
The Sultan's eyes wandered over his face. "It's still the same. Come to me at night."
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