Good times are just too short.
After the Red Moon Festival, Isaac became even busier.
Just as things were starting to look promising regarding winter food supplies, news of the death of Duke Icebird in the northeastern corner of the country arrived.
Moreover, it was an obvious murder.
The duke was a womanizer and left no heir, instead having a considerable number of illegitimate children. Under the current inheritance law, his territory would be inherited by his distant relative, the Grand Duke of the Windwards, whose territory borders the southern part of Icebird Flower and is near Storm Cliff.
If he could possess two contiguous fiefdoms, leveraging the natural barrier and the advantage of being backed by the sea, Duke Qingfeng would become the most influential man in the Eastern Continent.
This was undoubtedly contrary to the ideas of the new monarch who wanted to weaken the power of his vassals.
Therefore, Isaac decided to strip the former Grand Duke of Icebird of his ducal title and bring Icebird territory back under his direct control.
However, this approach would indeed be met with strong opposition from the vassals, led by the Duke of Qingfeng, and the resistance would be considerable.
“I will send people to investigate the cause of the Icebird Grand Duke’s death, and at the same time contact the four earls in the Icebird territory. If we get their support, things will be much easier,” Isaac said.
His tone was languid, brimming with exhaustion from exhaustion.
The tall king embraced Yun Wei from behind, nuzzling his chin against the soft top of his beloved's head. "Yun, do you think I have the potential to become a tyrant?"
Yun Wei asked, amused, "Why do you say that?"
He closed his eyes peacefully, warming the other person's large, well-defined hand with his palm, his voice relaxed, as if he were about to fall asleep.
“Well, he’s only been on the throne for a short time, and he’s already started targeting his own vassals.” Isaac couldn’t help but sigh. “I’ve also heard that rumors are spreading throughout the Icebird Territory that I was responsible for the Grand Duke’s death.”
"How could that be!" Yun Wei immediately turned around, standing up for Isaac.
His elbow struck Isaac in the stomach, and the man immediately let out a muffled groan.
Yun Wei subconsciously wanted to rub it, but when he felt the firm touch on his fingertips, he realized he had been tricked.
But since I've already touched it, I might as well indulge my hand-touching urge to do so.
The opponent was clearly very skilled and in excellent condition. The word "sturdy" doesn't just describe hardness, but also the resilient strength felt to the touch.
He looked up and saw Isaac staring intently at him.
He was always captivated by the other person's eyes and brows, but at this moment, there was a dangerous and turbulent look in his eyes.
Like a hungry predator.
Yun Wei's ears suddenly turned red. He stopped what he was doing and whispered in defense, "Of course it wasn't you. No matter how you look at it, the Duke of Qingfeng is the more suspicious one."
But both of them knew that their explanations at this moment were nothing more than hypocritical cover-ups.
They moved closer to each other uncontrollably, their necks entwined, and naturally they kissed.
...
That's the situation.
The two could only spend time together at night, while during the day, Yun Wei was bored and had nothing to do.
He spent almost all his time longing for her.
He knew it was wrong, but he was powerless to change it. No matter what he did, he couldn't help but think of Isaac.
Whether hunched over a writing desk or engrossed in a sea of books.
He actually knew the reason.
The encounters within the Tower of All Laws felt like a revelation of the future.
Just like in all classic plots, he will encounter Fahai, and Leifeng Pagoda will collapse under his weight.
However, Yun Wei repeatedly asked himself a question.
If he could save Isaac's family, would he do it?
The answer I received was quite bad.
Because his true feeling was that he would, if the other person wouldn't stand in his way of being with Isaac.
This is undoubtedly a betrayal.
He never imagined that one day his feelings for Isaac would come with conditions.
His lover was so upright and honest.
This made him, a despicable and gloomy man, feel ashamed and utterly humiliated.
...
It was with this sense of indebtedness that Yun Wei came to the Tower of Ten Thousand Laws once again.
He was alone, during the day.
Perhaps because O. Oakes had stepped on his head, or perhaps because he was carrying the "Sage's Sayings," he somehow managed to enter the tower again without any hindrance.
The little acorn was fast asleep in a sweet dream when he leaped into the rising waves.
He arrived outside the castle from eight hundred years ago.
This time, he waited outside for a while, waiting for the castle owner to finish his luncheon.
But when he stood on the wall, the other person was standing in the courtyard, looking at him expressionlessly.
"You're here again, Yunwei," Catherine greeted him.
Yun Wei was stunned for a moment.
The other person was still wearing the clothes from that day.
According to Isaac, Her Majesty Catherine was quite particular and never wore her clothes twice.
Logically, every day in the Time Prison should reset.
He didn't know why the other person was able to pronounce his name so accurately.
"Come with me." The other woman turned around again, lifting her skirt, and headed towards the study without looking back.
Perhaps because he had a mystery in his mind, Yun Wei was not as nervous as last time. He brazenly skipped the stairs and jumped from the wall onto the haystack, then down into the courtyard.
The other five remained where they were, watching their great king depart. Yun Wei, however, briefly met their gaze as he passed by.
Light is a medium, a carrier of information; even a fleeting moment can contain a vast amount of information.
Even a gaze is the same.
Sure enough, they had all seen him before. The unruly little mage thought to himself.
He followed behind Catherine, deep in thought.
...
Fortunately, Catherine didn't keep us in suspense.
“I dreamt of you last night. This shouldn’t be the first time you’ve been to my study,” the other person explained, their tone unusually certain.
Unfortunately, Yun Wei did not understand the underlying principles.
He replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Then he didn't know what to say.
In fact, even he himself didn't know why he came here.
Perhaps he wanted to hear Catherine scold him to wake him up.
Perhaps he has an uncontrollable romantic mindset; once he falls in love, he becomes addicted and unable to extricate himself.
There's a widely circulated hellish joke in the post-apocalyptic world: even the most ravenous zombies would shy away from a brain like this.
Thinking of this, Yun Wei suddenly laughed impolitely.
"Why didn't Isa come with you?" Catherine asked calmly, without any displeasure on her face.
Perhaps so, but there's no need for the other party to let him know.
Yun Wei suppressed his arrogant expression, thought for a moment, and replied, "Your Majesty, he is busy with his own affairs."
Is he very busy?
"That's right, Your Majesty."
Are you bored?
"...Yes, Your Majesty."
They answered the questions quickly.
Yun Wei thought that the other party was so perceptive that he must have learned a lot from his appearance.
If you know that your daily life is an endless repetition, then everything you do will lose its meaning.
There is no change, no future, no hope.
This is undoubtedly a rather cruel thing.
He was almost unable to resist the urge to tell the other person the truth.
He thought that if Catherine asked about the Time Prison, he would answer truthfully.
Catherine poured another cup of tea, but this time, she first pushed the teacup to Yun Wei's side.
Yun Wei looked at her, feeling flattered and surprised.
The other person has a full forehead and plump cheeks, and their bone structure makes them very attractive. The authority they possess, cultivated through power, forms a natural armor.
Catherine finally pressed on with her question, "You love him very much?"
"certainly."
Although the question was somewhat unexpected, Yun Wei answered it crisply and decisively, almost without hesitation.
"It has to be him?"
"That's right."
He answered with absolute certainty, his voice hoarse yet conveying a resolute tone.
It was as if they were swearing an oath with their lives.
In the spotless, magnificent study, this unassuming little monk even had straw stuck in his hair.
"That's right, absolutely, it has to be him."
However, he stubbornly repeated it.
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