Chapter 91
The sky was gloomy, the car stopped, and the door slid open silently.
An Zhi clung tightly to a thick pillar, completely hiding his small body. He only dared to show his eyes and look at him secretly.
The deacon stepped forward in a well-trained manner and respectfully held the roof of the car for the man to prevent him from hitting his head.
The first person to come down was an old man, dressed in luxurious parliamentary attire, with a serious and old-fashioned look on his face.
An Zhi widened his eyes. It wasn't Aiden Eslan.
It was hard to tell whether it was disappointment or something else that came over him, but An Zhi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, tightened his fingertips, and held Gugu who was about to slide down.
【Host, you are so nervous.】
Mushroom's voice also became a little softer.
An Zhi responded with some distress: "I don't know why. I'm clearly looking forward to His Majesty's return, but now I'm afraid to see him."
Mushroom pondered for a moment: [Is this what 'the distance between us is the eyes of your longing' is like?]
An Zhi:......
"Next time, spend less time browsing StarNet and reading less of these depressing articles."
Mushroom sighed anthropomorphically: [By the time you understood my melancholy, I would have been shredded into squid.]
After being interrupted by Gu, An Zhi's nervous heart eased a lot.
She raised her head again and looked around curiously.
This was the first time in so many days that she saw someone visiting the palace.
However, the car door did not close.
Another person also came down.
He wore a straight military cap with the brim pulled down low, covering his eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see his face.
An Zhi could only see the dark cloak on his body that rustled in the wind, and the pale golden epaulettes on his shoulders that shone with a cold luster under the gloomy sky.
An Zhi's heart began to pound, as if he was held in mid-air by the silk thread.
Plop, plop, plop.
The old man turned around and spoke to him respectfully, his voice low and unclear.
The man just responded lightly, then took off his gloves and placed them on the silver tray that the waiter beside him handed over in time.
The gloves were black and tailored to fit the body, as if they still carried the chill left over from the battlefield.
The old man took two steps forward, but the man suddenly stopped, his broad back straight as a pine tree.
He ignored the old man and suddenly turned his face to the side, revealing his smooth and cold jawline.
He took off his military cap, as if he didn't like these complicated ceremonials. His black hair fell down, revealing a pair of bottomless eyes.
He looked over here without any obstruction. The door of the restaurant where he usually had meals was closed, as if silently telling of the coldness and emptiness of the palace.
Aiden Eslan's gaze passed through all of this, penetrated through layers of obstacles, and accurately met the eyes exposed next to the pillar.
The child was holding something like a doll, which was too big for her and almost covered half of her body.
When An Zhi met Aiden Eslan's gaze, she instinctively dodged to the side, her heart beating like a drum, almost jumping out of her chest.
Aiden Eslan's gaze stayed on her for a very brief moment, then he turned his head and stopped looking in that direction.
The old man didn't look at anyone, but turned around and asked, "Your Majesty?"
Aiden Eslan didn't say anything, but the invisible pressure from him was like a cold wind, making the waiters around him hold their breath.
The waiter next to him speculated for a moment and said tentatively to Aiden Eslan, "The reception room is ready."
According to the original arrangement, it is almost time for dinner, and His Majesty should be having a conversation with the Lord Minister at the dinner table.
It's just that His Majesty returned in a hurry and didn't make any arrangements in advance. As a result, the restaurant door is not open and there is probably no one inside.
The waiter felt like crying but had no tears.
There is only one Majesty in such a big palace.
Aiden Esserland never eats downstairs, but today he was in a good mood and suggested parking the car here.
Fortunately, Mr. Padre has several reception rooms ready all year round for Your Majesty to use at any time.
Aiden Eslan hummed in a low voice, his emotion unrecognizable. He then stretched out his long legs and continued walking forward with big strides.
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and quickly winked at the person next to him, indicating that he should follow.
An Zhi stayed behind the pillar for a few seconds, her heart still pounding because of the glance just now. She took a breath and almost subconsciously, holding Gugu, hurried to catch up with Aiden Eslan's back.
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They turned into another hall, where the marble floor glowed with a cold light.
An Zhi jogged after him and finally stopped at the stairs, his small body a little out of breath.
She stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at the layers of steps, wondering whether she should go up.
There were several vague voices talking from above.
She recognized Padre's voice.
Padre followed behind Aiden Etherland, his steps brisk and steady.
He handed over a few thin booklets.
Aiden Eslan flipped through the pages as he walked, quickly scanning each page to understand the situation on the capital planet during the days he was away, as well as the progress of various military and political affairs.
Seeing that he was about to turn to the last page, Padre reminded him quietly and just in time:
"The little prince just followed you."
Aiden Etherland certainly knew.
He didn't say anything, but his fingers that were flipping through the book paused for a moment. The mental power that enveloped An Zhi did not dissipate, but instead came closer.
After a while, he threw the booklet back to Padre in a distracted manner, with a hint of impatience and fatigue:
“These past few days…”
Padrede continued with a shrewd look, his voice lowered, "Neither His Highness Amerys nor the Little Prince have come down to eat these past few days. His Highness Amerys went to the meditation room on his own initiative."
Aiden Esseran responded, "Tell him to go get some fresh air in a few days."
After a while, he continued, "We'll arrange dinner later."
Padre was stunned when he heard this. His Majesty had always been perfunctory with nutrient solution, but now he actually took the initiative to mention dinner.
He carefully confirmed: "Are you coming down for dinner?"
Aiden Eselan didn't pause for a moment. He simply said, "Let's discuss it later."
There was no emotion in his voice, making it impossible to guess his true intentions.
Padre quickly went through the dishes that An Zhi would like in his mind, then thought about Americus's appetite and quietly retreated.
Passing by the stairs, he saw the cub still standing quietly at the corner, its clear eyes looking up at the stairs.
Padre gave her an encouraging look and then said softly:
"Your Majesty has gone to the third floor."
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