The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

"Hey bro, are you awake!?"

Excited voices echoed in my ears. Evelyn was lying on the bed with his head tilted. The first thing he saw was the head lying on the bedside. The strange man had small golden curly hair and showed his big white teeth to him.

The candles in the room were lit, and the rain outside was pattering.

Effley glanced aside, this room is an unfamiliar furnishings.

The pain in his back became clear, his shoulders and arms were sore, he sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, "Where is this?"

"His Royal Highness's room." The man couldn't wait to say excitedly, "You are so lucky. You have made great achievements this time. Your Highness must be very impressed with you, and even brought you here personally, and specially asked me to take good care of you—oh I don't seem to have told you my name yet..."

The man chattered a little, as if no one had talked to him after holding back for a long time, and wanted to speak out all at once.

"Where's Your Highness?" Effley interrupted his rambling.

Rossiu is still holding a meeting.

The man said that he wanted someone to inform him, when the voice of a soldier came from outside.

"His Royal Highness Rossiu."

A slender figure appeared at the door, the man hurriedly got up, saluted in a proper manner, Luo Sixiu walked into the room, the figure slowly emerged in the light of the room, the expression on his face was hazy.

"Go get something to eat."

This was said to the man next to him.

"Ok."

The man backed out.

The door was closed again, and Luo Sixiu stood by the bed. He changed into decent clothes, and returned to the reserved style of a nobleman. His long hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his deep and three-dimensional facial features became clear in Evelyn's eyes.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"

"It's not bad." Evelyn said, except for the pain caused by some flesh and blood injuries, the rest is unprecedentedly fun.

"Do you remember what you said before you fell asleep?" Rossiu asked.

Evelyn paused, "Of course."

"Evrye." Rossiu put one hand on the bed, moved closer to him, and pressed against the tip of his nose, "I will keep it in mind, you'd better - remember it too."

"His Royal Highness Rossiu."

"Ah."

"I just woke up." Evelyn said with a low smile, "Are you threatening me now?"

As soon as the fierce man's eyes narrowed, his silver-gray pupils became docile again, "I'm reminding you."

Although the war is over, there still seems to be unknown violence surging in Luo Sixiu's heart, giving birth to the desire to destroy, making him want more, more venting, to calm down this violent emotion.

"I don't think I will ever forget it in the future." If this is always the way of reminder.

Effley felt that if he forgot his oath one day, or if he found a mistress, Rossiu would never let him go easily—of course, he would never let this happen.

He raised his hand and placed it lightly on the back of Losiu's head, stroked his hair twice, and pressed his fingertips on his Adam's apple, "Are you hungry?"

"I'll dine with you." Ross Xiu said.

Eat together and sleep together.

Effley felt that his hair was still a little dry, "It's raining a lot outside, are you in the rain?"

Luo Sixiu paused, he didn't get caught in the rain, he just washed his hair before coming over, "Well, it's a bit cold."

After hearing the words, Evelyn sat down a little inside, "Do you want to come up and sleep for a while?"

After he finished speaking, he said again: "The hair is wet... I will have a headache when I fall asleep."

Effley felt that he had fallen asleep and was much more energetic. He got up, found the boots beside the bed and put them on, and by the candlelight, went to get the handkerchief and wiped Rossiu's hair.

The man's movements were very light, and Rossiu could feel that Evelyn had always liked his hair. When he was on the bed, he liked to pick up a lock of hair and sniff it lightly. When he was in love, he even liked to kiss him.

At that time, Luo Sixiu felt as if his hair had a touch.

He suppressed the impulse brought about by his dark side, took one hand of Evrye, rubbed his fingertips against his palm twice, lowered his head against his shoulder, and raised the curve of his lips.

When the blond man came in with food, he saw such a picture——

Evelyn, who was supposed to be resting on the bed, took a towel and sat on the edge of the bed to wipe His Royal Highness's hair, while His Royal Highness was "weakly" leaning on Efray's arms, his face was pale and pitiful—the next moment , the blond man knew it was his own illusion.

Luo Sixiu's sharp eyes swept over, and he stood up straight, "His Royal Highness Luo Sixiu, the food... the food is ready."

Rossiu sat up straight, bent one leg, put his elbow on his knee, and lightly pressed his forehead, "Bring it in."

That night Ephreche stayed with Rossiu, and the two of them slept forehead to forehead, embracing each other. The next morning, Rossiu got up, and when he left, he returned to the bedside, just like before, The kiss woke up Evelyn, and he kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"I am leaving."

After he left, Evelyn didn't stay here for too long. He put on his clothes and left, and returned to his residence. There was no training today, everyone was still asleep, and the air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol. He also went to bed. Lie down and sleep for a while.

When he woke up again, it was the injury on his back from turning over. He woke up in pain, and when he opened his eyes, he was directly facing several faces hanging in the air.

Effley: "..."

"Oh dear Evelyn, are you all right?"

"Oh my god, look at this little face is turning yellow, I still have an egg, do you want to eat it?"

Evelyn's complexion was not the cold white like Los Xiu's, but a healthy complexion.

"You're scaring him—Everly, are you cold? I can lend you my quilt."

"No, thank you." Evelyn sat up and felt that he needed to go out to get some fresh air. Before he could go out, he was dragged back by several people.

They asked Evely what His Highness had said to him last night, and they also said that everyone had rumored that he was seriously injured and was about to die. They were drinking here last night to soothe their sorrows and cherish the memory of their lost good brother.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, his good brother Evelyn lay on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

Evelyn was not there last night, so he didn't know that a major incident happened in the barracks. The second prince, Su Wente, colluded with spies and was ordered to be arrested. He is currently being held in a dungeon.The messenger has sent the letter back, which is an earth-shattering event for everyone.

……

The gray sky seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and corpses were everywhere. The overly quiet environment made people panic. Luo Sixiu stood indifferently, looking down at the bloody knife in his hand...

It was night, and Rossiu who was lying on the bed opened his eyes.

He leaned his elbows against the bed, sat up on the bed, and put his hands to his forehead.

I haven't had this kind of dream for a long time.

Dark emotions abounded, his eyes were gloomy, he looked down at his hands, his white fingers seemed to be stained with countless blood, and he wiped them on the quilt.

Woke up and realized it was just a dream.

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists, let out a long breath, and there seemed to be a bloody smell in his throat.

Another voice came to mind.

--"I love you."

I love you.

We will always be together.

My heart gradually calmed down.

Rossiu has been a little busy these two days, and Evelyn seldom sees him.

At night, the rainy air carried a moist breath. Several people in the room sat together, chatting in full swing. Evelyn sat by the window, with his elbows against the window sill, his collar buttoned casually, revealing Collarbone, the wind blows the black hair on his forehead.

Not long after, he was called out by Orino.

"Where is this going?" he asked.

"Your Highness wants to see you," Orino said.

When they arrived at the door of Los Xiu's room, they had to wait for someone to notify them before they could enter. After the two entered, Los Xiu told Orino a few words to let him leave first.

There were only Evelyn and Los Xiu left in the room. Luo Xiu was sitting at the table with an oil lamp on, and did not speak any more. Efray scanned the room, and then stayed on the back in front of him.

After a long time, Los Xiu put away the things on the table.

"Sit here," he said, turning to Effley.

Evelyn didn't know why, so he sat on the stool.

"Take off your clothes." Rose repaired.

"Undress?"

"Well, off."

"Isn't that good?" Evelyn looked around. Although there was no one there, someone was guarding the door.

Rossiu: "Nothing bad."

Effley pursed his lower lip, raised his hand to unbutton the collar, and threw the clothes aside. There was a scar on his waist and abdomen, which was wrapped in gauze, and there were some abrasions on his back.

Los Xiu turned around, went to get the medicine box, and put it on the table.

Evelyn froze for a moment.

【I'm so dirty. ] He confessed to the system.

system:【……】

Los Xiu gave him medicine.

A cool touch came from the wound, and Evely hissed, and the hand behind him paused, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Evelyn said, "It's just a little cold, you know, it's cold now."

Rossiu looked down at the flesh wound on Ivlai's back, and said, "You should wear more."

The wound, the blood, the picture of the man on the battlefield flashed across his mind, making the impulse in his heart tumbling even more violently, he closed his eyes, and his heart seemed to be pressing down on a sleeping jungle beast, eager to tear it apart with sharp fangs. Everything, but not quite trying to tear it apart.

I just feel oppressed with nowhere to vent for many days, and want to find a vent.

Evelyn said he wasn't cold, he reached out and touched Rossiu's cool hand.

Los Xiu came back to his senses.

"Your hands are cold." Evelyn said.

Rossiu: "Really?"

He hooked his fingertips lightly on the palm of Ivlai's palm, then pulled it back and continued to give him the medicine.

Under the fiery red candlelight, perhaps because of the pain, the muscles tensed up.

Luo Xiu bowed his head, blew on his wound, and leaned his chin on his shoulder, "I asked you to take off your clothes just now, what were you thinking?"

Effley: "I don't think so."

The silver hair swept across Ivlai's shoulders, Rossiu tilted his head, his breath fell on his ear, and he opened his lips to bite his earlobe. It was a real bite, very heavy and ruthless.

Evelyn snorted.

Rossiu let go of his mouth, "You lied, Evelyn."

A tooth mark appeared on Yvesley's earlobe.

"I do not……"

Rossiu took another bite, "Don't lie."

"His Royal Highness Rossiu..." Evelyn's voice became low and hoarse.

Rossiu bent down and hugged him from behind, his chin resting on his shoulder, "Evrye, what does war mean to you?"

"Blood, violence, guardianship and responsibility." Effley asked, "Which one do you think is your Highness?"

Los Xiu was silent, and said: "The first time I came to this kind of place was when I was 16 years old...but I was not afraid at all."

"you are very brave."

"No, they think I'm scary." Rossiu tilted his head and rubbed his lips against his earlobe, "But in the first few nights when I came here, I always had nightmares."

The shadows of the two are reflected on the wall, as close as one person.

Evelyn understood.

He's scared.

How could he not be afraid, but at that time, Luo Sixiu could only pretend that he was not afraid, so as to calm down the people below, and his arrogance did not allow him to retreat.

The king asked him what kind of person he thought Rossiu was, and Evelyn still thinks so.

Some people, the deeper they understand, the more they will discover the essence invisible to others, which is the soft place hidden in the hard shell.

"What about now?" asked Evrye, "Do you still have nightmares?"

"If yes, will you sleep with me?" Rossiu pressed his cheek against his cheek, and rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of his cheek.

Effley: "I can wait until you fall asleep."

"You gave me medicine before." Rossiu said, "and then asked me for a reward..."

Effley began to think about whether such a thing really happened, but his brain seemed to be a little difficult to use at this moment. Before he could remember, he was pulled back by the tearing sensation on his earlobe.

"...Evely, shouldn't you also pay me?" He bit and licked his earlobe tenderly.

"This is inappropriate, Your Highness Rossiu..." Evelyn struggled, he stood up abruptly, raised his hand to cover his wet earlobe, breathed heavily, and his eyes were dark.

"Don't do this to me..."

If this continues, he will not be able to bear the loss of control.

Rossiu: "You love me, we are lovers, right?"

Effley: "..."

Luo Sixiu stepped forward with his arms around his waist, leaning against the table behind him, his eyes half closed, his silver hair fell from the side of his face, his expression was full of jerky desire, his eyes were calm and gentle, and hidden Devastating madness.

He rarely does this. After each war, the violent side can quickly calm down, hiding in his heart without revealing the mountains and water, but this time it is like a volcano that is about to erupt, reaching a critical point.

"Lover..." Rossiu said as he approached him, "I can do anything."

Suddenly, he stopped moving, "Still, do you mind if others find out about our relationship? Iflay, I'll keep it a secret..."

"Why do you care about other people's eyes?" Evelyn said.

He raised his eyes and met Luo Sixiu's four eyes, the clear amber eyes could see the bottom at a glance, with a very pure look, like pure doubt, "This is between you and me, why... care about others?"

Los Xiu: "Then why...you can't..."

"Ah..." Evelyn shyly touched his nose with his index finger, and looked away with guilt, "This..."

He has been sniffing the handkerchief of Luo Sixiu to satisfy his hunger all the time, and to vent his excess energy in training. He has a hunch that once he starts, he will lose control and can't stop.

"Wake up..." Rossiu murmured.

Effley: "Lo, Your Highness Luo Sixiu! Please... please don't do this..."

"Don't want anything?" Rossiu murmured, and the kiss fell on the corner of his lips.

"His Royal Highness Los Xiu..."

The tip of Rossiu's tongue penetrated into his lips and teeth, the wall in his heart was crumbling, and the pouring out of negative emotions almost overwhelmed him, with a biting aggression on his body.

"...I've said it all, don't do this!" Evelyn suddenly turned over and pressed him on the table, his face was red and his breathing was heavy, "His Royal Highness Rossiu."

Ross shaved his head to one side, and the long silver hair behind him moved accordingly.

"Why not?"

Those silver-gray eyes are so beautiful.

Evelyn's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her. This kiss was very rude, but Los Xiu was willing to do so, and he kissed him with his head up.

Their breaths were intertwined, and the tips of their tongues were entangled.

The dormant beasts of the forest have awakened.

The prey cannot escape easily.

The night outside the window was heavy, the guards at the gate yawned, and everything was as usual.

That night, Rossiu's last waking memory was that he put his arms around Evry's neck and asked him, gasping in his ear:

"Supreme power, innumerable wealth, and human desires are always inexhaustible."

"Every, what about you, what is your desire?"

After a long while, Evelyn answered in a hoarse voice, "It's you."

----

Because of the victory, the atmosphere in the barracks has become more relaxed these days. Earlier, Orino led the soldiers all the way to Huanglong, and was defeated inside and outside. Two days later, the enemy surrendered.

On the throne of the palace, the king looked at the letter sent back, raised his hand and waved it, letting the messenger go down, and the chief of the inner court came forward.

"His Majesty……"

"Let's prepare the celebration banquet." The king said.

"Yes." After the head of the inner court left, the king sat on the lonely throne and sighed.

The letter paper fell to the ground.

The letter sent back brought good news and bad news.

A few days later, when Luo Sixiu and his party arrived at the palace, the guilt of the second prince was reported one by one and made public, and the king did not cover it up.

On the day of the celebration banquet, Evelyn won a lot of rewards. He was sitting next to Los Xiu, and many noble ladies looked at him, which made Luo Xiu sullen, drinking wine without saying a word, drunk, Lean on Every.

"Your Highness Rossiu, you're drunk." Effley held his hand that was still holding the wine glass.

Rossiu: "Evrye, you want to discipline me?"

"Don't dare." Evelyn didn't let go.

Los Xiu lazily raised his eyelids, looked sideways at him for a while, then put his face on his shoulder and rubbed it, "You take care of me, you take care of me, I'll listen to you."

Effley wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips, "Don't drink."

"Okay." Los Xiu put down his glass.

No one noticed the small movements of the two of them. Others only saw Luo Sixiu leaning on Effley so drunk that he was about to fall asleep. When he went back, Efray supported his waist and staggered out.

I have to say that His Royal Highness has a really thin waist.

Rossiu, who was drunk, was very difficult to deal with. After getting into the carriage, he kept moving his hands and feet. Evelyn bound his hands, pressed him directly on his lap, and walked all the way to the castle in this posture.

In the middle of the night, Evelyn woke up from his sleep and saw a figure condescendingly looking at him. Luo Xiu pressed his collar, his silver-gray eyes shone with a glint, and he licked his lips.

"Every, good evening."

……

At the same time, in the cold dungeon, Su Wente in a white robe sat on the dry grass, looked at a huge mouse opposite, and said disgustedly: "Damn it."

His self-esteem does not allow him to appear in the eyes of others in such an embarrassing manner, but now he feels that he is like that mouse, and everyone shouts and beats him. He has heard from others that today is the celebration banquet for Luo Sixiu and the others.

The door of the dungeon opened, and people from outside came in. Su Wente looked up, and in the dim light, he saw his father's face clearly.

When his father asked him if he regretted it, Su Wente laughed and didn't speak.

"Suwente, you should atone for your guilt."

"Crime...Father, you said it." Su Wente said, "Only the strongest can succeed. I have always followed what you said."

"You are not strong, you are a coward."

"Am I going to die? Father."

The king sighed softly, "You will pay for your crime."

He looked at his child and turned to leave.

"Father, you never gave me a chance. You favored Luo Xiu. I fought for what I wanted. Is it wrong?" Su Wente shook his head after finishing speaking, "No, you never loved Luo Xiu, you didn't Love your kid, you're just being your king..."

Not long after the celebration banquet, the day of the second prince's execution came. It was a sunny day and the sky was blue. He was escorted to the guillotine by two soldiers.

After this incident, the king was depressed for a long time.

Three months later, when the new year entered, one night, he summoned Luo Sixiu, and the next day, he announced his abdication.

This incident had already been foreshadowed. The king's health was not very good, he worked day and night, and after the death of the second prince, he aged ten years overnight.

The palace began to prepare for Luo Sixiu's enthronement ceremony.

The weather has not yet fully returned to spring. On the day of the ceremony, all the ministers witnessed on both sides. The head of the inner court on the side held the king's cloak and robes. The ring, entrust the scepter.

The process is long and solemn.

Yvesley stood in the queue of knights, looked up at the people on the stairs, with a red cloak on his body, his silver hair scattered behind him, the wind blew his long hair, he was wearing the king's crown, and he read the oath, his voice was cold and clear majesty.

No one dared to underestimate the newly appointed young king.

As night fell, the sound of insects sounded, the curtains fluttered on the bed in the bedroom, and the red candles flickered. Luo Sixiu stood in front of the full-length mirror, with a pair of hands stretched out behind him, untied his cloak, put it aside, and then raised his hand to hold the cloak. He took off his crown.

The silent atmosphere was even more ambiguous and lingering.

"Every."

"Yes, I am."

Rossiu: "Do I look good?"

"It's the most beautiful person I've ever seen." Seeing him close his eyes, Evelyn said, "Are you tired?"

Rossiu: "Not tired."

He turned around, wrapped his arms around Effley's neck, leaned his head lightly on his shoulder, and slid one hand down, playing with Effley's fingers.

"Are you happy?" Effley asked.

Rossiu: "Yeah."

He didn't tell Evelyn. On the night not long ago, his father summoned him and told him that if he was willing to break up with Evelyn, he would pass on the throne to him, but Rossiu refused.

He wasn't sure if his father would choose another heir because of this incident, but for now, he was the best choice—even if he had a "stain" that could be called a "stain".

But he will never let go of this person.

He might never let Evelyn know about it.

"You are beautiful today." Evelyn took his hand and kissed his lips lightly, "So beautiful that I want to violate you."

Ephraim's words became more and more undisguised, vulgar and hooligan, but his tone was still serious, because the first time he spoke like this in the depths of love, Rossiu's reaction was very enthusiastic.

He seemed to prefer unrestrained, and Every gave up his reserve.

Sure enough, he tilted his head and saw Rossiu's earlobe turned red.

"I have countless treasures." Rossiu whispered in his ear.

Effley: "I know."

Los Xiu: "Stay with me, those are all yours."

"His Royal Highness Rossi—no, Your Majesty, are you tempting me with treasure?"

"Yes."

"Use it wrong." Evelyn said, "You forgot what I said."

"what?"

"Think about it again." Evelyn kissed his chin.

Rossiu raised his head, he knew and remembered, he just...wanted to hear what Evelyn said again.

His desire, is him.

Beyond money, beyond power, he was above all, which gave him great satisfaction.

There were people in the mirror, and the mirror surface seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it blurry. Iflay said it was okay, if they couldn't remember, they could think about it slowly.

The night is still long.

The bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the moonlight falls on the ground. The bed curtain in the room is blown by the wind, and the scene inside is faintly visible.

"Every." Rossiu called him hoarsely.

Effley: "Huh?"

"Do you love me?"

"Of course, you can confirm this with me at any time."

"Always?"

"Well, all the time."

"Every."

"Ok?"

"I love you... I love you very much."

"I know, dear... Your Majesty the King."

His love is strong, overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, it must be so dull to not be able to feel it.

Even if this love is mixed with many complicated characteristics, it is monopoly and destruction, but under the strong love, Luo Sixiu has imprisoned himself, making the ground a prison, watching him come and go freely.

It is possession, but also reluctant to touch.

[The blackening value has dropped by three percent, and the current blackening value is one percent. ] The system broadcast a sound, but no one paid attention to it. After seeing the mosaic on the screen, it sank silently again.

……

Luo Sixiu is an ambitious monarch, and he also has that ability. After he ascended the throne, the power in the country has continued to expand.

There is a rule of silence among the servants in the palace. As long as Evrai comes, he is free to enter and leave the palace, and even spends the night in the Rossiu palace in many cases. This is a well-known and tacit secret.

The ministers intended to let Luo Sixiu choose the noble lady to be the queen, but this king is not as easy-talking as the previous one, and the light glance in his eyes made people tremble for a while.

When the rumors of the affair between Evelyn and Rossiu spread, Evrai had become someone they could not shake. His prestige in the army was comparable to that of Rossiu in the past, and the rumors were cruel and bloody. There was once a noble lady Wanted to meet His Majesty the King by chance in the garden, but fell ill the next day, his face was pale and sick for a long time, and he was afraid to mention His Majesty.

I heard that it was Evelyn's hand.

The leader came to persuade Luo Sixiu about this matter, and after returning home, he prayed angrily, so that Luo Sixiu's eyes blinded by the devil would wake up early.

"That's not true, Master Evelyn is so gentle, how could he scare the sick!"

"I heard it was His Majesty's hand."

"really?"

"Of course, that lady offended His Majesty that day and was punished to spend the night in the garden with cold wind!"

"Where did you hear that..."

Ephrai paused slightly, and after listening to what they said, he walked towards the palace of Los Xiu without anyone stopping him.

It was already late at night, and the hall was still lit with candles. Rossiu was sitting at the table, looking at the book in his hand with his head propped up. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and looked over.

As soon as Effley entered, he asked the teacher, "Did you let the servants spread the rumors?"

Without his permission, who would dare to gossip in his palace.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Effley."

"Don't change the subject."

"I don't like them talking about you like that." Rossiu frowned, showing a rare childishness.

Every: "They say what they want, they say it."

"No, Every, you are my trump card, how can you let others slander you at will." Luo Sixiu's eyes flickered slightly, "I like to say, why don't you pull out their..."

His next words failed to come out, and Evelay covered his mouth.

In the past two years, Luo Sixiu's words have become more and more cruel, and he has a tendency to become a tyrant.

"Let's not talk about that," Evelyn said.

"Okay." Rossiu pulled his hand down.

The two were talking about the business, and when the talk was over, Rossiu took his hand, took off the ring on his finger, put it on the middle finger of Evrye, and when it got stuck in the middle, he tried to put the ring finger on him again. .

"Luoxiu, listen to me."

Luo Sixiu covered his ears, "You always tell me these things every time you come here, you are so annoying now."

Effley: "..."

……

System 067 saw that the progress of the task was full, and was about to come out to say goodbye to Evrye. Seeing that the scene was gradually being mosaic, he hurriedly notified: [The task is completed, I'm leaving! 】

Effley: [Okay, thank you, my friend. 】

When Effley thought that he would not be able to look at the photos in the future, he felt a little regretful.

067 who noticed his thoughts: […]

After a short farewell, the system couldn't wait to leave.

Evelyn's head was dizzy for a moment, and he fell straight on Rossiu's body.

Rossiu was startled by this accident, "Every?"

"I am fine."

"Are you too tired?"

In order to prove that he is not tired, Evelyn becomes Rossiu when he is tired.

---

The first time I saw him, I thought he was a little deceitful.

Later, slowly, more and more times, they focused on him... I don't know when they started, wanting to monopolize him.

On the lawn outside the castle, a man dressed in a knight's attire crouched by the bushes and folded a rose, looked sideways at him not far away, and smiled at him.

Rossiu looked at his figure.

Many people gradually appeared beside him, and the noisy voice disturbed the silence. He turned his head, smiled at him, and waved his hand.

Red roses fell on the grass.

He seems to be... going further and further away.

Rossiu took two steps forward.

Can't catch up with him.

Everything around him seemed to suddenly lose its color and become dim. He watched his figure and others go away, standing in place like a sculpture, unable to move a single step.

An arm behind him fished him back, and a rose appeared in front of him.

"My lord prince, where are you looking?" The man's low voice echoed in his ears, and his warm breath sprayed behind his ears, so real.

Rossiu didn't catch Rose, but held his wrist, "I thought you were gone."

"I said we'll always be together."

Yes, we will always be together.

We will be together until the end of our lives.

forever.

……

The morning sun passed through the bed curtain and fell on them in bits and pieces. Rossiu opened his eyes, with an arm draped around his waist, and Ephrae's broad and warm chest behind him.

The emptiness left in his heart due to the dream disappeared, his eyes gradually became clear, and the emptiness in his heart was filled little by little.

Rossiu turned around, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed against his shoulder.

The hands around the waist tightened.

"Good day." Evelyn's voice was hoarse in the morning, "Your Majesty."

Rossiu: "Good day."

my knight.

The white bird landed on the window sill, chirping.