The Way of the Empress

Zhuo Yang’s brain burned into a paste. Not to mention humming, even his heart jumped wildly.

The combination fever made him almost unable to see Moodys’ appearance. He could only clearly recognize the scent of his flesh, and held Moodys’ hand firmly.

It’s like a drowning man holding onto driftwood, and clutching onto a life-saving straw…

Not knowing the other party will pull him into a deeper and deeper abyss.

“…Mo…” He could only call Moodys’ name weakly, as if calling his salvation. “Moodys…”

Repeatedly, as if he could only have a peace of mind if this person was by his side.

Moodys leaned down, kissed his forehead lightly, and said in a firm tone: “Hey, I’m here.”

“Moodys.” Zhuo Yang called again, and the whole person settled down.

As long as he’s there, it’s fine…

If you love someone to the extreme, you will be humbled to the extreme. Moodys was gentle from start to finish, but Zhuo Yang still inevitably felt pain. Deep in Zhuo Yang’s subconscious, however, he felt that even the pain that Moodys brought to him was worthwhile, and his eyes were full of acceptance.

He never thought that he would love someone so so much.

When he was in love, even the pain Moodys brought him made him feel happy.

However, the pain did not last long. Moodys did his best to treat him gently, in ways others could not imagine. Zhuo Yang soon fell into a sea of ​​desire with him.

Zhuo Yang likes the feeling of Moodys entering his body. He can clearly feel that a part of Moodys’ body is buried in his body, leaving a mark in the depths of his body, almost feeling like an illusion. At that moment, he and Moodys almost merged into one, and becoming so close that no one else could imagine.

From now on, Moodys is his.

“Does it hurt? Isn’t it uncomfortable?” After going back and forth several times, and finally finishing, Moodys gently kissed Zhuo Yang’s forehead after helping him clean up, and asked softly.

Zhuo Yang shook his head, staring at him with bright eyes.

Moodys kissed him with love and compassion, then said: “I’ll get you anti-inflammatory medicine. You take it before you go to bed.”

Although, he did his best to treat Zhuo Yang gently, and tried to be careful, he was still afraid that Zhuo Yang would have a fever the next morning. It was better to take anti-inflammatory drugs so he could feel relieved…

Zhuo Yang didn’t answer, just staring at him blindly.

When Moodys saw that he didn’t answer, he got up to give him medicine. But Zhuo Yang grabbed his arm and refused to let him go.

“What’s wrong? Is it uncomfortable?” Moodys asked nervously.

Zhuo Yang refused to speak, nor nodded or shook his head. He just grabbed Moodys’ arm and didn’t let go.

Moodys had never understood why Zhuo Yang was so independent and self-directed, but had such a clingy nine-tailed fox as a quantum beast. But now he understands a little bit. Zhuo Yang’s temperament really has several points similar to the nine-tailed fox.

Seeing that he didn’t want to speak, Moodys picked up the towel and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Then you want me to stay with you?”

“Yeah.” After experiencing a sexual event, his body was extremely exhausted, so Zhuo Yang who wanted to make a small sound responded vaguely.

The answer to this question was affirmed.

Moodys felt he was very cute looking like this. Smiling helplessly, he kissed the corner of his Zhuo Yang’s lips, rolled over on the bed, and took Zhuo Yang into his arms.

As soon as Zhuo Yang touched Moodys’ skin, his whole body immediately stuck on, wishing to melt himself into Moodys’ body.

He has never felt such a deep dependence and need on a person. Only by lying in his arms, letting him hold one another, can he have a sense of security and satisfaction.

Zhuo Yang likes having physical contact with Moodys. For a moment, he almost suspected that he was suffering from skin hunger…

Never being so urgently needed by another person since he grew up so much, Moodys didn’t know what to do. Like how he dealt with the little nine-tailed fox, he gently patted and coaxed Zhuo Yang.

Zhuo Yang was very satisfied with being patted by him, and opened his golden mouth to say the first sentence after physically combining: “…I want to hear a story.”

It was also the first suggestion he made as a guide. The first request of his own sentinel.

“What story?” Moodys was taken aback, but reacted quickly.

Zhuo Yang thought for a while, moved his lips, and said, “Fairy tales.”

Moodys’ embrace gave him a particularly safe feeling. It was as gentle as an elder and a mother, making Zhuo Yang want to be inexplicably pampered…

In such an embrace, being patted like a child, Zhuo Yang wanted to hear such a story.

Zhuo Yang’s childhood was very dark. His mother went crazy when he was very young, and she never told him stories like normal mothers… There was a time he was very envious of these childhoods that only normal children had. He wanted to lie in a person’s arms and listen to them telling unbelievable fairy tales…

“What kind of fairy tale do you want to hear?” Moodys froze and suddenly felt a little unsure of what to do.

Zhuo Yang yawned in his arms. “Anything is good.” As long as Moodys is reading it.

However, ideals are ideals, and reality is reality.

His Highness does not know fairy tales. When he was young, neither Emperor Winston nor Queen Catherine had ever told him fairy tales like the parents of ordinary civilian families. Therefore, the crown prince is not equipped with the reserve knowledge of telling fairy tales to children.

But his own guide made a request, and as a qualified and excellent sentinel, Moodys could not fail to do it.

Besides, it is a trivial matter.

In order to satisfy his own guide’s willfulness, Moodys turned on the optical brain on the spot. Logging into his personal account, he searched for fairy tales online.

Facing the optical brain, he opened his mouth like a monk, chanting: “A long, long time ago, there was a kingdom. There were kings and queens in the kingdom. They gave birth to a very beautiful princess…”

Moodys storytelling voice is not good. The story is very boring, and he is seriously lacking in emotion. It’s like how he reads reports from the military department, very monotonic and intimidating.

However, Zhuo Yang, whose aesthetics are different from ordinary people, was fascinated and enchanted.

After listening to three military report style fairy tales in a row, he reluctantly agreed to go to bed. The time was not early, and the crown prince said it was mandatory to sleep.

He also had the crown prince promise to tell a bedtime story every day before going to bed before he was satisfied.

They ended storytelling time, Moodys turned off the light brain, and they fell asleep as though nothing had happened.

But they don’t know the star network exploded in the middle of the night because of this.

As the crown prince, Moodys rarely used his personal account. Military news and other news were all read through the military’s encrypted account, and news was also browsed directly online.

But searching for fairy tales is different. He has to pay copyright fees to read them.

Moodys didn’t take a close look when buying the copyright. After confirming the purchase, he didn’t click to cancel the copyright owner’s promotion, and accidentally shared it to his personal space.

As a result, the Imperial Crown Prince’s personal space page, after a short military and political post, suddenly shared a fairy tale recommendation in the middle of the night. Not to mention the fairy tale, it also recommended everyone to read them to together.

Moodys just showed up at the military parade today and made a big splash. Everyone was paying attention, so even in the middle of the night, some people saw his personal post for the first time.

Now suddenly there is a record of watching fairy tales in the middle of the night. Fans following Moodys suddenly exploded, leaving behind many messages.

“Your Royal Highness, is this account hacked? Excuse me!”

“Who dares? You have stolen the royal prince’s account, and the royal prince’s account is stolen to promote fairy tales. What is this picture?”

“Say, is this because His Highness accidentally shared it after reading a fairy tale? You don’t say, I can’t see that His Highness is such an innocent person. Still reading fairy tales before going to bed? Suddenly it feels a little cute.”

“His Royal Highness is already in good health. Is this sudden search for fairy tales the rhythm of having children? Ao! Ao!”

“Looking forward to a baby, it must be very cute!”

“What? What? Is the royal family finally having a new member? Looking forward to it?”

“Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness will be first, before the third prince. Congratulations. I hope they’re like the princess. The baby must inherit the beauty of the crown princess. Whether it is a male or a female, sentinel or guide, they must be like crown princess. Praying, please don’t be like the crown prince.”

“Kneel and beg your baby to be like the crown princess, don’t be like the crown prince +1.”

There is a lot of explanations online. But as if injected with chicken blood, most people suspecting they are planning to have children.

When Zhuo Yang got up the next morning, even many large-scale media outlets of Emperor Star reposted the news. It is speculated that #Crown prince’s nighttime sharing of children’s books. It is suspected that a new member of the royal family will be born. The crown prince is preparing to be a good dad#, #Suspecting a new royal family member will be born soon. Netizens begged to be like the prince princess, not like the prince#  and other titles.

Seeing such unreliable news, Zhuo Yang couldn’t stop laughing, and directly handed the optical brain to show Moodys.

Moodys: “…”

He just searched for a fairy tale casually, why did it sync to his personal page?

 

They finally do the deed~

 

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