The lonely prince's empty nest life began.
In the next few days, everyone was busy. Xerxes started to go out early and come back late. Whenever Nalun woke up in the morning, he could not find him in the room. At night, he would force himself to sleep later, but when he really came back, he could not hold on any longer and fell asleep.
The only interaction between the two was probably that before Xerxes left and after he came back, he would pull the unconscious Prince out of the bed and give him a kiss.
Nalun was actually very irritable when he was really asleep. When he was disturbed while he was half asleep, he would often wave his hands rudely - this was in stark contrast to his well-behaved appearance when he was pretending to be asleep.
Xerxes: "..."
The lonely prince's empty nest life began.
He thought he would feel more comfortable without anyone to accompany him during the day and without having to participate in those boring activities... In fact, he did feel more relaxed, but he always stayed in his room, gradually becoming listless and his spirit fell into a mysterious depression.
That day, he bumped into Wei Lin who was in a hurry, and asked him if he needed help.
"No need!" The tone of the young man is always full of vigor. After saying this, Weilin smiled shyly, "I was just about to go out. The marshal asked me to count the number of residents in Alta."
Nalun asked, "What's the problem?"
Weilin had no intention of hiding anything and simply recounted everything.
It turned out that not long ago, there was a small-scale friction between the two sides, and the relationship was becoming increasingly tense. They speculated that the official exchange of fire would take place within the next few days, and suspected that some radical parties had actually mixed in with the previous batch of "surrendered" Arta people, secretly passing information to their compatriots hiding in the satellite.
"Just in case, we have already made arrangements, and we just need to confirm it one last time."
Nalun nodded. It seemed that there was nothing to worry about.
Weilin glanced at him and hesitated to speak.
Nalun said, "Just tell me if you have something to say."
Weilin said: "Hagrid bought a lot of coconut shreds today. Hmm, I should be able to make coconut balls. I, I think..."
Nalun deadpanned and told the shy young man, "Come find me when the time comes."
"Looking for you? What are you going to do?" Dia paced and walked out of the corner leisurely, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Wei Lin said excitedly: "You are here too!"
Dia was relieved: "Are you happy to see me?"
Weilin nodded: "Let's go together! Those insect people look exactly the same, you help me to see them."
Nalun looked at him dimly - the prince, who had just offered to help but was politely rejected, was in an awkward position.
Wei Lin also realized that something was wrong, and his expression suddenly became stern: "Your Highness..."
"Call me Nalun."
"Ah, Nalun." He called out immediately and said, "Coconut balls are more important than insect people." Weilin looked serious, as if this was an S-level task.
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Interstellar Era of Gossip
Fiction généraleThe prince's dignity cannot be violated. The fact that he slept with his mortal enemy must not be discovered! Damn, why is the whole empire helping that guy to find his one-night stand partner? Stay calm, don't panic, he will never admit it anyway. ...