He Huan smiled slightly: "I accept your apology."
Charlotte finally adjusted her expression and returned to her usual elegance and grace. But what she said was not so pleasant: "You are now the most precious person in our empire. If anyone dares to make you unhappy, Fitz will be the first one to not let him go."
When the nobles heard this, they reacted quickly. They immediately ran to He Huan and bowed to apologize: "Sorry, sorry, we were talking nonsense, please forgive us."
He Huan looked at these people with a half-smile and unwilling expressions, but said nothing.
The few people could only keep apologizing and glance at Charlotte, but she did not intend to help them out. Only then did they realize the seriousness of the matter, and cold sweat hung on their foreheads.
At this time, the politicians and nobles who supported Fitz came over.
Previously, Fitz insisted on being with He Huan, a little-known celebrity with no power or background, which caused some of his fanatical supporters to become discouraged and leave, while some people became neutral.
It was not until He Huan dared to go to Dongnuo Palace with Fitz to challenge Cent that they learned that the pheromone matching degree between the two was as high as 100%, which made many people's wavering hearts stabilize.
Today, He Huan, the little star who only lived in gossip news, finally revealed his true colors in front of everyone. He gave Princess Charlotte a show of power right from the start, which shows that he really has some skills.
With his few words just now and his courage to confront the princess, He Huan won the recognition of Fitz's supporters.
On the other hand, they should also show some sincerity.
"Princess, what happened to make Mr. He angry? This is not good. You said it yourself, he is now the most precious person in the entire empire." An elderly man with gray hair stood beside He Huan and asked Charlotte with a sharp look in his eyes.
When He Huan saw the old man appear, Charlotte's expression suddenly became nervous and she immediately became interested.
This old man is not only an old nobleman, but also the Minister of Defense, and has a high prestige in the empire.
"Mr. Ye, it's just a small matter. I dare not let you worry about it." Charlotte winked at those people and told them to get out.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief and were about to run away in a hurry.
"Wait." Old Ye suddenly spoke, and these two short words scared those people into tears.
"Ye, Mr. Ye..."
"We were wrong, really wrong, and we apologized just now..."
He Huan smiled and said, "Your apology is much more sincere this time."
Several people wanted to eat He Huan.
Ye Lao snorted coldly: "Such an unruly person is really unsightly."
Charlotte took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Ye, today is my birthday party, and I personally invited all of you here as VIPs. They have also apologized to He Huan, and the matter has been understood. Mr. Ye should not want everyone to have a bad party."
Mr. Ye's sharp eyes were cold and intimidating. Just as he was about to speak, He Huan smiled and said to him, "Mr. Ye, thank you for your concern and care for a junior like me. Fitz and I are very grateful to you."
Mr. Ye nodded to him in appreciation. He was neither humble nor overbearing, and he knew when to advance and when to retreat.
He did not show off by relying on the old man's support, but took full responsibility for the matter. He is worthy of being the omega that Fitz likes.
"In that case, an old man like me will not be an eyesore here. Princess, please take good care of the prince's partner and children." Old Ye looked at Charlotte deeply, then walked away slowly with the wine glass in his hand.
Charlotte saw Mr. Ye off with a stiff smile, then made an excuse that she had something to do, and left without paying any more attention to He Huan.
After this battle, no matter what He Huan did or where he went, no one dared to gossip about him in front of him.
He was quite quiet for a while.
Soon, Mrs. Gloria arrived, and the clever little girl Cornelia was also invited. After greeting their relatives and friends, they both walked to He Huan at the same time.
Mrs. Gloria brushed her golden hair by her ears and said to He Huan with a smile, "How are you feeling recently?"
"Very good, thank you ma'am." He Huan made a gesture to her and invited her to sit in the booth together.
The two had just sat down when Nilia came over uninvited and sat down next to He Huan: "Semir, long time no see!"
She held He Huan's arm affectionately and said, "You don't know how much the crew misses you. Everyone keeps saying your name every day. They have lost their appetite and lost 20 pounds per person."
"They don't miss me, they want to film with me." He Huan ruthlessly exposed Cornelia's lies as a lobbyist: "Even if you talk your mouth off today, I won't go back to acting."
Cornelia pouted: "The prince is too domineering. When he comes to power, he will definitely be a violent person..."
"Liya!" Mrs. Gloria scolded her disapprovingly.
Cornelia covered her mouth. Although she didn't finish saying the last word, her big eyes rolling around clearly said: I wasn't wrong!
He Huan explained with a smile: "It is indeed my own decision to retire from the film industry. It has nothing to do with Fitz."
After the press conference, the most common speculation on the Internet about his retirement was that he was forced by Fitz. No matter how he explained, no one believed him. Later, it was found out that his colleagues on the crew of "The Lost Town of Kusing" made a lot of such joking complaints, and netizens believed them to be true.
As expected, Cornelia still didn't believe it, and acted like she didn't care and was definitely protecting Fitz.
He Huan was helpless. If he couldn't explain it, he just didn't bother to explain it. Time is the best remover, and the entertainment industry is not short of excitement. Soon there will be new gossip to replace the news of his retirement.
Cornelia tried again but failed to persuade He Huan, so she had to give up and start talking about other topics.
"In fact, Mr. Jiang and Director Gao specifically asked me to tell you something. The entire crew is very grateful to you."
"Huh?" He Huan was puzzled.
"After the film was finished, we were planning to have a grand promotional trailer, but you suddenly retired from the screen, which boosted the popularity of the film. There has never been such a thing as a royal family starring in a film in the history of the empire. Some people even heard that the crown prince also has a role in it. People across the empire are looking forward to it."
He Huan laughed: "It seems that I have saved Mr. Jiang a lot of publicity expenses again. Next time, I must let him treat us!"
"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing." Cornelia took out a stack of small cards from her bag: "You can't refuse me this. Everyone in our crew has signed it. It's a gift specially used for fans to win a lottery."
He Huan saw her unfold those colorful cards and handed him a signature pen. It turned out that she wanted him to sign.
"That's... no problem."
Although he said it was no problem, He Huan was rarely troubled. Thinking back, neither the original owner nor he had any experience in signing!
Logically speaking, he is definitely a superstar now, but who would have thought that this superstar has never signed an autograph for his fans.
He Huan saw that some of the cards were already signed with the names of his colleagues from the crew. The familiar names were written in unfamiliar, elegant and beautiful handwritings. Everyone even left a space in the middle for themselves, which was very thoughtful.
He Huan held the pen and suddenly remembered that he had never written since he came to this world, because he usually used fingerprints to sign contracts.
This means that he hasn't written for nearly a hundred years, ever since he practiced in seclusion and grew into a human form, and then traveled to the interstellar space.
How do you write the two words "He Huan"
Although I often see my name in the news, writing it is another matter.
Cornelia urged him, "What's wrong? Write quickly. After you sign these, I'll ask you to sign a few more as heirlooms. They will definitely be very valuable in the future!"
He Huan touched his nose and quickly flipped through the cover of the card. Finally, he saw the words "He Huan as Semir" on a still photo that belonged to him alone.
Just when he thought everything was fine and just as he wrote the two words "He Huan", his heart skipped a beat.
The two words, which looked like they were crawling out of earthworms, were so ugly that they were almost unbearable to look at against the backdrop of beautiful cursive characters such as "Li Qi" and "Yan Tingyun".
Gloria: “…”
Cornelia: “…”
As aristocrats who received elite education since childhood, the two beauties had never seen such ugly handwriting.
"Oh my god, this handwriting is too ugly! He's a celebrity after all, fans wouldn't dare to ask for his autograph if it's like this, right?"
"Even elementary school students have better handwriting than this. Did the Crown Princess go to school?"
Two people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and commented on He Huan's calligraphy in a sarcastic manner.
In the interstellar age, an ordinary person will only learn to write with a pen when he is literate, and will hardly touch a pen again after graduating from school.
Only aristocrats would regard calligraphy as a professional course for self-cultivation. They would not only learn it, but also practice it for their entire lives.
Therefore, almost everyone among the nobles had good handwriting.
But no matter how well one's handwriting is, it is just the icing on the cake in one's evaluation and is not a big deal.
Those who laughed at He Huan were just making a fuss out of a trivial matter.
Before, He Huan taught those people a lesson and lost face for the princess. Although he had the support of Mr. Ye, he also secretly offended many people.
But most people are still waiting and watching and don't want to act rashly.
The two people in front of him seemed to be staring at He Huan, hoping that he would make a mistake, and then they would seize on this mistake and tell the whole world about it, making everyone laugh at He Huan together.
The wolf's ambition is obvious!
Cornelia and Mrs. Gloria stood up suddenly and were about to help He Huan fight back.
"What happened?" Fitz finally walked to He Huan's side without knowing when.
Without He Huan saying anything, Kenilia pointed at the two people who were mocking He Huan and told Fitz what had just happened.
Fitz cast an emotionless look at the two men.
The two were so frightened that they could not speak, as if they were dumbfounded. Shouldn't the prince be greeting the finance ministers in the east? They had watched him specifically before daring to pick a fight with He Huan.
Fitz's arrival attracted the attention of the guests. Soon, everyone knew what had just happened.
Some people want to watch the fun, no matter how big the event. Some want to see He Huan humiliated, some want to see how Fitz handles the matter, and some just want to see people within the royal family make trouble.
A small matter like ugly handwriting is actually no big deal, but He Huan's identity is sensitive and he is being manipulated by someone with ulterior motives. If it is not handled well today, people will inevitably criticize He Huan in the future for having a low level of education, no manners, and being unfit to be the crown prince's partner.
This is a time when He Huan and Fitz's ability to respond is put to the test.
Fitz ignored these malicious onlookers and just sat down with He Huan in his arms.
"I chose He Huan as my partner only because I love him, not because he is a tool that can only write beautiful words."
Fitz embraced He Huan in his arms. He put his right hand on the back of He Huan's hand and took the pen hand in hand: "What else do you want to sign?"
He Huan smiled and picked up the stack of cards: "Sign all of them."
"Hmm." Fitz picked one at random, then held He Huan's hand tightly and wrote two beautiful words on the paper: "He, Huan..."
He Huan could see his handsome face when she turned her head, writing her name carefully and gently.
“Your handwriting is really beautiful.”
"I will be your pen from now on." Fitz smiled faintly, changed a card and wrote: "Please let me write your life, too."
"good."
The guests who originally wanted to watch the show ended up being fed with nothing but dog food, and they wanted to curse in their hearts. Especially those who were against Fitz, they came in high spirits and left cursing.
Cornelia quickly took out her booklet and asked the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess to sign it together. This opportunity was so rare that she quickly handed the booklet to the two of them: "Sign for me first!"
He Huan was amused by her anxious look: "Okay, I'll sign it for you first."
As a result, just as I finished the last stroke, a lot of small cards and notebooks suddenly appeared in front of me, and even a huge poster of Semir appeared!
“I want to sign too!”
"I want one too! Princess, I'm your fan!"
"I came here first, no pushing!"
He Huan was almost scared when he looked up. How come so many people suddenly appeared, and they were all holding photos of him playing Semir.
An alpha said shyly, "I really, really like your portrayal of Semir!"
He Huan instantly felt Fitz holding his hand tighter.
"Me too, me too, I love it!" Another handsome alpha squeezed in, with at least six or seven photos in his hand: "Please give me an autograph!"
He Huan clearly noticed that the air pressure around Fitz had become colder, and the word "unhappy" was almost written on his face.
"I won't sign it!" Fitz dropped the pen.
"Alas! How can this be? He Huan has retired from the entertainment industry. It will be difficult to see him in the future."
"Prince, please don't be so stingy. It's just an autograph. Please!"
He Huan also whispered in his ear: "Today is my first time signing an autograph, and I will rarely have this opportunity in the future."
He had not yet satisfied his superstar status, and he had never expected that he would have so many fans among the nobles.
Fitz glanced at He Huan, laughed coldly, then let go of He Huan's hand and took the photos, posters and brochures and started signing them.
"Hey?! But we want He Huan..."
"How can ..."
Fitz looked up, his silver-gray pupils devoid of emotion.
Fans: “…” He is a wolf-mie, don’t mess with him.
Many years later, He Huan's ugly autograph was sold at a sky-high price. It was said that this was the only postcard he signed personally, and the others were all signed by His Majesty Fitz.
The fans who were present at the scene that year regretted it so much, wondering why they didn't stand up harder and were scared off by a look.
Fitz is a tyrant!
Later, someone asked Fitz what he thought about his reputation as a "tyrant".
Fitz: Haha.