Chapter 139 Help——
He Xile rubbed his face, but it didn't help at all. Instead, it made the rest of his cheeks turn slightly redder. He muttered a few words, then, remembering that His Majesty was still waiting outside, he simply ignored it and went to the dressing room to change.
After walking out of the room and meeting up with His Majesty, the two went to the restaurant together.
He Xile said, "Your Majesty, I feel much better now. After lunch, I will go to class."
Wen Jiyu glanced at He Xile and said, "Aren't all the afternoon classes about playing games?"
He Xile was delighted.
Ah this.
Indeed, the minors of Haixinna have a full twenty-four years to study, which means they don't have to rush as much as humans, especially during their first year.
So, according to He Xile's schedule, first-grade cultural classes only had two periods in the morning, and the afternoons were basically spent playing. He Xile wanted to go there in the afternoon because he actually wanted to pet the furry cat...
But how does Your Majesty know his class schedule?
Did Your Majesty also follow this schedule in the past?
Too.
Haixinna has only one aristocratic primary school with a long history. Perhaps he also attended classes in this school when he was a child. It is a consensus among everyone that the first-grade curriculum is not tight.
He Xile glanced at His Majesty with a guilty conscience: "Yes, but I'm a student. If I don't go to class in the afternoon and do something else, it always feels a bit... weird. Not doing my job properly?"
His Majesty replied slowly: "Really?" He was very careless.
He Xile nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Hmm, hmm, hmm."
"It's not impossible." Wen Jiyu said indifferently.
He Xile breathed a sigh of relief.
His Majesty glanced at the happy human beside him. He wanted to say something, but in the end he did not open his mouth.
After dinner, in the afternoon, He Xile was in a good mood and arrived at school on time for class. When Yaya and others saw He Xile, their eyes immediately lit up: "Lanlan is here!"
"Wow, I thought he wasn't coming today."
"Mr. He Xile, you asked for leave this morning. Is it because you had a red face and a fever yesterday?"
"I said that He Xile should be sent to the infirmary."
He Xile shook his head: "It's not a fever, it's something else."
"Anything else?" Yaya had already pricked up her little ears alertly.
He Xile laughed dumbly: "It's no big deal. Look, I'm here for class now, and I'm in good spirits. So, who wants to play chess with me next?"
"Me, me, me."
"Choose me, Lanlan. I haven't played chess with you yet."
The subject was immediately changed.
Children are so easy to coax.
He Xile thought to himself, having spent a very comfortable afternoon at school. Wen Ji and His Majesty met him after school as usual. Perhaps because His Majesty meeting He Xile at the school gate had become a very common sight—it happened every day—gradually, the number of little kids watching His Majesty decreased.
This made His Majesty seem more at ease.
On the way.
He Xile has been thinking about where to sleep tonight.
He fidgeted a bit, and after a while, he finally made up his mind and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, tonight... I wonder if the birdman will come again. Should I sleep in your room or go back to my room?"
But the man next to him did not respond.
He Xile was stunned.
Because he was nervous just now, he did not turn his head to look at His Majesty when he spoke. Now he could not help but tilt his head and look over carefully, and found that His Majesty's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the terminal in front of him.
Ah this.
Your Majesty is busy, didn't you hear what he just said?
hateful.
If I had known earlier, I would have looked at His Majesty first when speaking.
He Xile felt annoyed and pursed his lips.
As if he had just noticed He Xile's gaze, Wen Jiyu asked, "What's wrong?"
He Xile: “…No.”
how so?
It was clearly just an ordinary sentence, but He Xile felt embarrassed to say it, especially to repeat it again... Forget it, forget it, let's talk about it in the evening.
What if Birdman doesn’t come today?
He Xile had such a fantasy in his heart.
After dinner, He Xile reluctantly returned to his room. As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned - his room was empty.
The cozy little house that had been decorated before has become an unfinished house.
how so! ! ?
He Xile's face was filled with shock.
"Meow." A call.
Two little black cats were also poking their heads out from He Xile's feet to look inside. Their already round eyes were now even wider.
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"What... is going on?" He Xile turned around and asked the guard.
Guard 131 bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Sir He Xile, your belongings have been moved to His Majesty's room. In the next few days, you will..."
He paused, glanced at He Xile, and whispered, "Live with His Majesty."
Two little black cats: "Wow——"
"Is this true?"
"Why is it so sudden? Your Majesty didn't even mention it during dinner."
He Xile: “…”
Ah this.
The two little black cats basically said everything he wanted to say or ask.
“Yes.” Guard 131 said with a serious expression.
The kitten looked up at He Xile and the guards with curiosity. They huddled together and whispered, "Impossible? Has His Excellency He Xile and His Majesty already reached this point?"
"Although I noticed something was wrong with the way His Majesty looked at you, I didn't expect it to happen so soon... You know, after all, Your Excellency He Xile looks so young..."
"Yeah yeah."
Well?
He Xile was even more stunned when he heard the voices of the two kittens.
Is there something wrong with the way Your Majesty looks at him?
Before He Xile could digest the meaning of this sentence, he heard the guard 131 beside him add in a low voice: "The Vatican Bishop's methods are really despicable, but don't worry, when you reach His Majesty, his mental power will transform into a shield to protect you and prevent the Bishop's conspiracy from succeeding."
After saying that, the guard glanced at the kitten.
Obviously, he was explaining why He Xile wanted to move to His Majesty's place.
When the two little black cats heard the word "bishop", their heads shrank and they immediately remembered that they had been captured by the people of the Holy See and hung in a dark dungeon.
They began to tremble.
"The bishop is coming? Meow——"
“Meow…”
He Xile saw this and immediately bent down, hugged one of them, and comforted them: "Don't worry, this is the palace, nothing will happen. His Majesty will protect us."
The little black cats looked up at He Xile.
After spending some time together, they trusted He Xile very much, and when they heard this, they immediately relaxed.
"I, I'll go to His Majesty first to see if there is anything I missed." He Xile said.
"Yes, sir."
He Xile said goodbye to the two kittens and went across the corridor.
He wondered if His Majesty had actually heard his question on the way back?
Then why doesn't Your Majesty respond?
And what were those looks the two kittens just gave?
He Xile often locked eyes with His Majesty. His Majesty's ruby-like eyes were extremely beautiful, but He Xile didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the way the other looked at him...
He Xile knocked on the door absentmindedly.
"Come in." Wen Jiyu's voice came.
He Xile pushed open the door and found at a glance that everything in the living room had changed.
——Almost all the items inside were reduced in size to suit He Xile’s size. Obviously, these were moved from He Xile’s room.
Except for the chair by the window that belongs to Wen Jiyu alone.
And now, Wen Ji and His Majesty are sitting on that chair, reading a book.
He Xile blinked and shouted, "Your Majesty..."
Wen Jiyu raised his eyes and put down the book in his hand.
He looked at He Xile and said calmly, "I asked the guards to bring all the things in your room. Take a look at the placement. If it doesn't suit you, you can change it yourself. By the way, since you don't know when that birdman will stop entering your dreams, you can use this place as your room for the time being."
He paused and added, "You can enter anywhere."
"...Ah. Okay." He Xile nodded.
He paid attention to His Majesty's gaze, but did not feel that it was any different from usual.
Well.
The little cat must be overthinking it.
After Wen Jiyu finished his instructions, he did not talk to He Xile anymore. He once again fixed his eyes on the book.
Seeing this, He Xile felt more at ease.
Since His Majesty has said so, he will not be polite.
He Xile began to tour the entire room.
Although He Xile had been here before, he had different purposes both times and it would be a bit impolite to wander around casually, so He Xile did not observe the other rooms except the living room and bedroom.
At this moment, He Xile was very interested and began to examine it carefully.
——He didn’t have high requirements for the placement of things. He agreed to watch in order to have a general impression of where the things were, so that he could find what he wanted more quickly in the future.
After walking around, He Xile went to the bedroom.
He looked at the familiar large bed in the center of the room and belatedly realized that perhaps... there wasn't even a guest room in the entire house...
And there was obviously only one bed in the master bedroom.
So, from now on, he will have to sleep in the same bed with His Majesty???
The same bed...
…Ahhhhhh.
How strange. He clearly sleeps in the same bed with the giant octopus every night, even cuddling them, but he wouldn't have any strange thoughts. But if the object was His Majesty...
It must be because of that strange erotic dream!
The crimson color gradually crept up He Xile's earlobe.
When He Xile thought of this keyword, the scene at that time involuntarily replayed in his mind.
His whole face flushed red, his heart was beating very fast, and he noticed a small detail on the bed: the two pillows were of different styles, and one of them was his pillow. There was no doubt that the other one was His Majesty's.
He Xile couldn't help but cough lightly. He was about to return to the living room when he suddenly felt his body hit an obstacle. Looking back, he saw His Majesty standing behind him without him noticing.
He Xile hurriedly moved aside.
Wen Jiyu glanced around the room: "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
He Xile: “…”
He Xile said vaguely, "Satisfied."
"Alright." Wen Jiyu put his hand on He Xile's shoulder and turned him towards a door. "Don't you always do a live broadcast after dinner every day? Let's go to the study."
He Xile: "...Okay."
It was not until he entered the study, sat on the obviously wide chair, and looked at the documents on the table in front of him. Just by looking at the content of the document headers, he felt that he could not read it, so he buried his head in his arms.
Let’s sleep together. Let’s sleep together. Let’s sleep together.
Help--
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