[BL] A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Chapter 21

"The night before yesterday"

Gallan was sitting next to King Camos holding Nega, teasing the little lion cub with a half-rare piece of meat, and suddenly heard Camos asking him something.

"Did you sleep well?"

King Camos asked him this way.

Garlan's heart tightened at once.

The night before, when he secretly ran to Heimos, tossing around until midnight.

Why did Brother Camos suddenly ask this? Does he know anything?

While thinking nervously, Gallan raised his head with a small innocent expression.

"what?"

He tilted his head and looked at Camos with the eyes of ‘Brother Wang, what I’m not understanding’.

That small expression made King Camos smile, and raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"It's nothing. Look at you stunned on Dayi yesterday, as if you didn't sleep well." He smiled and said, "Why? Did you suddenly change places so you didn't sleep well?"

It turned out to be this.

Garland suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, he was really sleepy on the big instrument yesterday. After all, he spent most of the night staying in Heimos the night before, and he didn’t sleep long after going back, because he was called by his maid early in the morning to prepare for the ceremony. Woke up.

"Well, there is one thing, but it was much better last night." Looking at King Camos with a small face on his face, Gallan said, "It's okay, Brother Wang, I will get used to it soon. "

"Oh, all right."

King Camos said, rubbing his little furry head again, and then returned to the political affairs in his hands.

After a while, it seemed that it was almost past noon, and Gallan stood up holding the lion cub.

Although Little Niega was already able to nibble the meat, after all, it was not yet full moon and not weaned. This time was when it was breastfeeding, so Gallan had to send it back to the conservatory.

When he arrived at the conservatory, he put the little lion cub on the ground and turned to leave.

The little lion murmured, holding his shoes and refused to let him go.

Garland pointed to some of his little brothers and sisters who had licked in the milk-white milk basin and said, "If you don't go, there will be no more."

The little lion held Gallan's shoelaces, and took the bean-sized eyes to the scented milk, shaking his head, looking at the milk tray, and gazing at Gallan, the whole lion looked tangled. No way.

The tangled little expression made Gallan laugh, and crouched down and nodded his little head.

"Go and drink, I will come to you again tomorrow."

Seeming to understand Gallan's words, Niega whined, loosened Gallan's shoe laces, took four short legs, and ran to the milk basin upside down, and then sipped up. It seems that I am afraid that my bunch of brothers and sisters have finished drinking their own, and then come to grab it-anyway, it often does so.

Seeing Nega dedicate to drinking milk, Garran quickly took the opportunity to go out.

He stood outside the conservatory, looked up at the sky, and thought about it, instead of returning to Camos, he walked in the other direction. Of course, the servants who wanted to follow him were also hurried back by him, not to follow.