The Way of the Empress

Moodys uses the military’s encrypted search in his daily work, so there is no need to worry about these inexplicable problems. Besides, searching for fairy tales for Zhuo Yang last night was nothing shameful. Thus, he was was less vigilant, and the system automatically sent a public post on his personal page without him knowing.

Moodys looked at Zhuo Yang who was out of breath laughing. He was helpless. Raising his hand, he wanted to post sharing the children’s book that was accidentally sent out.

Zhuo Yang stopped him. “Don’t!”

Moodys looked at him in confusion. Immediately, Zhuo Yang used his personal terminal to open his own page and reposted this children’s book shared by Moodys with the title: “Someone insisted on telling me a story last night.”

He was in a very good mood and showed his affection.

Moodys: “…”

Who really wants to tell a story to whom?

Moodys was helpless, but it was his guide who had to forcefully show affection and reposted his post. What could he do?

Of course, he can only choose to keep this children’s book post, which was completely different from everything else, on his personal space.

Zhuo Yang didn’t take it seriously, but his blog immediately became popular again.

Originally, because of Zhuo Yang’s outstanding appearance and crown princess status, a lot of attention was paid to it. Even if Zhuo Yang rarely took selfies at ordinary times, there were a bunch of people licking the screen, asking him to take some to see the beauty… In addition to yesterday’s military parade and this fairy tale incident, this pair of husbands are on the cusp of a storm.

As soon as the news was sent out, it was immediately pushed to the entire network.

Most of the netizens all went to Zhuo Yang’s page to accuse them of publicly abusing single dogs. Some even joked: “I didn’t expect that His Highness actually had this style of painting, and he has to tell his own guide a bedtime story or something. It’s really.”

“This hobby is simply too cute.”

“Huh? The fairy tale is for His Highness, isn’t it for the future baby? Is this not perhaps not a real fairy tale, but the shell of a fairy tale…. Hehe, no, I also want to buy the copyright to read this fairy tale to see if there is anything in it, hehe!”1This poster is referring to the fairy tale containing something else, such as yellow waste (re: smut)

“Upstairs, don’t look forward to it. I read it last night; it’s really a normal fairy tale. It’s too naive, there are three more stories in the crown prince’s subscription record.

“His Highness has a hobby that ordinary people can’t understand. The crown princess has worked hard. In order to satisfy such a big adult in his own family, he is forced to listen to his sentinel’s hobby of telling naive stories.”

“How do you know that the stories that His Highness told His Highness are very naive?”

“Maybe, His Highness just subscribes to normal fairy tales, and then artfully processes them for His Highness? Hehe (worrisome laugh)… creating a little yellow essay.”

“Upstairs is amazing, but I think so too.”

“Upstairs is amazing, I think so too +1.”

“+100086.”

After a while, one high-rise building2Thing long/massive threads after another was built under Zhuo Yang’s personal page’s comment area.

Moodys looked at the ruination of his reputation, feeling extremely helpless. Seeing Zhuo Yang smile like a child, after looking at the comments posted under his page, he thought about it, feeling as long as Zhuo Yang was happy, everything is fine.

Zhuo Yang put down his optical brain. After waking up completely, he hugged Moodys for the first time, smiled and kissed the other’s cheek. “I love you.”

Moodys was caught off guard by this sudden love, his body stiffening for a moment, and the roots of his ears turned red. After a long while, he responded to Zhuo Yang in a low voice. “…I love you too.”

There is a spouse who likes to be coquettish and clingy, and also likes to put love on his lips… It’s really a happy thing that I don’t know what to do.

He hadn’t known that Zhuo Yang still has such a clingy side.

Zhuo Yang saw his slightly flushed face. Like playing a trick, he leaned towards Moodys’ ear and said: “Are you blushing? Are you shy?”

“…We should get up for breakfast.” Moodys was a little bit overwhelmed, so he avoided answering this question. But the roots of his ears betrayed him, burning until they were almost crimson.

Zhuo Yang hung his whole body on him and rubbed his neck: “Why are you so indifferent to me? Not enthusiastic at all. Are you tired of me? Huh? Am I very clingy, especially bothersome? You hate it?”

The words spoken were bitter, but there was no bitterness in his tone. Instead, there it was asked coquettishly.

“Why? How could I hate you? You are my favorite person.” Moodys couldn’t see that he was acting like a baby, and thought he was a little angry, so he quickly defended.

Zhuo Yang curled his lips and asked, “Am I your little angel?”

“You are my little ancestor.” Moodys had no way to deal with him.

Getting an affirmative answer, Zhuo Yang smiled with satisfaction. Watching Moodys for a while, he hugged Moodys and kissed him again. While kissing deeply, he vaguely demanded, “You must kiss me a hundred times every day. No, a thousand times. ”

“…Okay.” Why would Moodys would refuse his request, so he had to kiss him back while answering.

The two kissed deeply for a long time, almost forgetting the time.

Zhuo Yang gradually became emotional, and said: “You’re cute, I want to sleep with you.”

Moodys: “…”

Zhuo Yang said: “Since you said that I am your little ancestor, then let me sleep with you.”

Moodys: “…”

He now truly believes that one of Zhuo Yang’s life goals is to sleep with the crown prince.

Before tasting meat, Moodys thought he could resist any temptation. But after trying meat, he no longer has such self-discipline. Especially since the person tempting him is his own guide, who he’s bound to physically and mentally… Moodys is not a saint, so why would he bear it?

So, as soon as they got to bed together, the two of them went crazy twice again.

Moodys was satisfied with Zhuo Yang’s service. After procrastinating a while longer, the two of them went to have breakfast together affectionately.

“By the way, the divorce agreement?” Moodys was eating breakfast, and suddenly remembered the divorce agreement he had left Zhuo Yang on the night of their wedding.

Now that they are already together, the divorce agreement is naturally invalid and cannot be kept…

Moodys thought that he should be able to easily get the divorce agreement back from Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang refused to give it to him.

Zhuo Yang scooped himself a bowl of porridge and drank slowly. “Since you gave it to me, it will naturally belong to me. Why? Still want to regret it?”

“Your Highness, I can tell you that there is no medicine for regret in this world.” He still remembers the embarrassment and humiliation from his wedding night.

Therefore, it is impossible for Moodys to ask him to take out the divorce agreement.

Moodys looked at him in confusion. “We are already like this, what are you keeping it for?”

“It’s fine now, but who knows the future? Who knows if you will change your mind?” Zhuo Yang looked at him with a confident smile. “If you treat me badly in the future, I won’t want you. Anyway, I have a divorce agreement signed by you.”

Moodys: “…”

He now feels a trapped in a cocoon of his own making.

“I will treat you well for the rest of my life.” Moodys suddenly thought of something, his eyes were serious as he grasped Zhuo Yang’s hand, and promised.

Zhuo Yang was looked back, and of course he said: “Of course you have to be good to me for the rest of your life. If you are good to me, I will be good to you.”

He has always been clear on love and hate. For those who are good to him, he naturally will be doubly good to them. But if one day the person who treated him well is no longer good to him, even if he is reluctant, he will abandon them…

Moodys understood what he means and held his hand tightly without saying anything.

After a long while, he thought of something again, and said: “I was not physically comfortable before. After I clear out some time, I will go see your mother with you.”

He and Zhuo Yang are married, so Tan Yuzhi is also his mother…

He remembered Zhuo Yang’s deep affection for his mother.

“Good.” Zhuo Yang agreed without saying anything more.

After the two of them had their breakfast, they were crooked and procrastinated. Finally,  Hathaway came to urge him. Only then did Moodys get up reluctantly to leave for the military headquarters.

“Wait!” Moodys was about to go out, but Zhuo Yang stopped him.

Moodys stopped in confusion.

Zhuo Yang approached him and left a big kiss on his face before letting him go.

Hathaway standing on the side: “…”

Hathaway looked at the crown prince in disbelief, and felt that she hadn’t seen him before. Is this person still the prince? In the past, she didn’t need to remind him. The crown prince left early whenever there was work. Now, the crown prince, who she has urged at least five times, still needs to be greasy with the crown princess before going out.

This… Isn’t this overly beautiful crown princess a disaster? Won’t the wise and fair prince become an incompetent king?

Hathaway was extremely worried, and immediately went to the loyal butler to inquire about the situation. She wanted to know about this previously unknown crown princess, and what his usual style of affairs was. It hopefully would not be like his appearance, bringing disaster, and turning the prince into a weak king with a short reign…

The old butler glanced at the time, but said very confidently: “Don’t worry, His Highness is well-measured.”

He said that the crown princess is well-measured, not the crown prince…

It seems that Zhuo Yang is not a fool… so Hathaway finally was at ease.

 

Zhuo Yang isn’t a fool. He’s arguably better at political machinations than Moodys. He’s just irrevocably sticky.

Zhuo Yang facing Moodys:

 

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1This poster is referring to the fairy tale containing something else, such as yellow waste (re: smut)2Thing long/massive threads