Nalen frowned, and it took him a long time to react.
"Sells them?"
Wein nodded angrily and said, "They didn't take me!" Asha finally opened fire on the Alta people hiding in the satellite, but as a member of the military department, he didn't even board the warship, which made Wein very upset. Disappointed, his eyes touched the terminal screen, and his expression froze.
"Huh? Andrei asked me to return to the imperial capital?"
"And me." Hagrid's voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, and Wei Lin shook his hand and turned his head to look at him in surprise.
"Let's go now," said Hagrid.
Waring: "Wait, why?"
Naren was also puzzled: "Can I ask why?"
The head chef, who has always been obedient to Naren, shook his head this time: "Your Highness, it cannot be made public yet." He stepped forward and said, "I have made a lot of food that can be stored for seven days. If you like it, you can always Go get it. Hope you have a wonderful holiday with Monte."
Can't say yet
—After Di Ya, another member with a secret mission is about to go to the imperial capital.
Nalen's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about various possibilities.
Can there be any tasks that need to be completed in the imperial capital? The territory of Asha has been peaceful for many years. As the capital of the country, there are very few urgent military tasks that need to be carried out. What the hell is Sells doing
While thinking, he suddenly noticed something strange.
It is also incredible that he is in Darji.
Sells invited him because of the Alta people, but there was no suspense in this dispute. He could feel that everyone in the company didn't pay attention to the group of green guys hiding in the satellite. In a situation where he must win, Sells ran all the way here, which is really a bit overkill.
What does the emperor have
He cast his eyes on Wei Lin and found that the other party was also at a loss. He glanced at Hagrid from the corner of his eye again, but there was no clue on the majestic face of the other party.
Forget it, wait for Sells to come back and ask in person.
Hagrid put his hand on Welling's slender shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
Like a quail, Wei Lin followed the people away step by step—this little officer looked very much like a poor chicken caught by the collar.
After watching the two leave, the surroundings fell silent.
Naren lowered his head and began to talk to his relatives and friends far away in the imperial capital.
First Yamin—
[Brother, how are you doing recently?]
[When are you coming back?]
He could understand how his brother missed him.
[Soon. Did something strange happen to God?]
[I've been waiting for you to come back.]
[Brother, I'm fine, but the imperial capital is recently...]
[Father is also worried about you, so let's go back tomorrow.]
[…]
The elder brother specially sent a warning.
[Stay away from that guy in Monte.]
[Oh, good night.]
He found himself unable to continue the conversation.
Immediately afterwards, he thought of his more sensible cousin, the Emperor—
[Your Majesty, how are you doing recently?]
[not good.]
Nalen frowned: [What happened?]
After a long time, a message was sent from the other side: [You betrayed me.]
[? ? ?]
[Give me, who trusted you so much, to someone else.]
Naren stared at the line and thought for half a second. A certain chubby bug quickly appeared in his mind.
[Xialv, if there is nothing wrong, let's reduce our contact in the future.]
[Hee Jin?]
[Stop talking, I've already made preparations to leave the route.]
Nalen thought for a while: [Good boy, return the terminal to Luye first.]
[I won't fall twice in the same place... I won't give you a chance to tip off.]
Xi Jin's attitude was surprisingly cold.
[Crack, click.]
Nalen: "..." Why do you have to add chewing onomatopoeia when it is clearly just a message
It seems that Luye Delin didn't learn the lesson from last time, and once again handed over important metal products to the gold-eaters.
Obviously, the big cousin's road was also blocked.
His eyes touched the address book, and the name of Mora Yisi was listed there. In view of the fact that the old Xia Erwei had tried to match him with the daughter of General Iss, and the two had gotten along at the hunting festival before, the two sides had exchanged their contact information.
This popular female anchor seems to be well versed in the major news and gossip in the imperial capital—and even made him a topic of conversation for a while.
Maybe he could learn something from her mouth.
But... who can guarantee that this woman who dares to talk about everything and dares to secretly take pictures of herself will not do other terrible things? As a last resort, he didn't want to provoke her easily.
Naren searched his mind again, and sadly found that none of them were reliable. This is not to say that he was careless in making friends, but out of some subtle psychology, it was too strange to take the initiative to ask someone about the recent situation of the imperial capital.
Should he rush forward and ask, "Has Sells made any moves in the imperial capital recently?"
—It’s almost like some fanatical fans who are eager to know the whereabouts of their idols.
It's okay to watch the news.
Since the showdown with Sells, he hasn't paid attention to real-time information for a long time. As soon as I clicked on it, a notification popped up [Two men beat up an extraterrestrial child in the street, is it the loss of humanity or the loss of morality?]
Naren: "..."
If this kind of news is not because the child is too bad, then it is because the beating man is too scum.
The exaggerated title can't shake the heart. Just when he was about to click the fork, he suddenly found that the green cub in the center of the picture was very familiar. The slender tentacles rested softly on the cheeks, and the green face showed a little cuteness. A pair of eyes flashed, staring timidly ahead.
Eyelids twitched, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
Soon, his premonition came true.
After clicking in, there is a video, which shows the picture of two violent men bullying young children. The camera shakes violently, and the characters have been mosaiced, but this does not affect Nalen's ability to recognize himself at a glance.
—He didn't expect that a small episode during the day would be recorded and posted on the Internet? !
Take a deep breath.
Social issues like this can easily touch the emotions of the masses, but it is strange that the comments below are all "serious".
"The whole thing must have been planned for a long time. First, the man in sunglasses lured the child close, and then the short, wretched man took the opportunity to pick up the child. It was done in one go. The poor child cried so hard that his voice was almost hoarse."
"They joined forces to plan this incident of child bullying. What is their intention?"
"Darge's management should indeed be stricter,"
"Looking at the appearance, it looks like a cub of the Zerg Star."
"No, they should be immigrants from Alta—insect people. Not long ago, the news that the galaxy next door reached the border star came, and Marshal Seers disappeared from the imperial capital..."
After that, the trend of the whole incident became bizarre. They first discussed a wave of serious topics about Asha's surrounding countries and galaxy diplomacy, and then turned to speculation about the whereabouts of Sayers. Many people think that the Boundary Star incident must be related to the disappearance of Searles, and boldly assert that if they go to Darji at this moment, they may meet the Marshal by chance.
Nalen: "…" This group of people is really creepy at times.
"Speaking of which, it seems that something terrible is going to happen in the imperial capital."
With a flash of gray-green eyes, he realized that the clue he was looking for had come!
"How?" He responded to the comment with a trumpet.
After a while, he received a reply.
"The two big families have feuded, and there has been a lot of battle."
Nalen's heart trembled, and after thinking about it, he felt that it should have nothing to do with him. After all, the members of the Xiaerwei family couldn't even maintain their superficial harmony.
"It is said that even His Majesty has come forward. The two families will meet in the middle of the month and hold a reconciliation banquet. His Majesty also invited the old Marshal Hals's generation to be peacemakers... I guess it will become a Shura field."
A passer-by also noticed the conversation here, and interjected: "It's quite the same thing, but it's a bit fake when it comes to the old marshal. Where did you hear it?"
"Goddess Mora mentioned it during the live broadcast! She also said that there are golden invitations circulating in the imperial capital these days, and those who receive them can go to the banquet. But the number of places is too small, and the goddess' father, General Yisi, was lucky enough to receive it!"
Nalen typed: "Which two families?"
"I don't know that."
After that, he asked a few more questions on the sidelines, but the other party did not reply.
He went to search for the golden invitation again, but found that there were some irrelevant items, and there was nothing he wanted to know, so he gave up and planned to wait for Sells to come back to ask about the situation.
Sells came back in the early hours of the morning.
After returning, he turned to his own room to take a shower, put on his nightgown, and then walked to Nalen's bed.
The bedroom was pitch black, only a bulge on the bed could be vaguely seen. The breathing of the person on the bed was very light, and every breath was filled with long sleepiness.
Sells turned on a small dim night light, and found that the seemingly well-behaved prince actually kicked off the quilt, and his round toes were exposed from the corner of the quilt—as if affected by the light, the sleeping young man frowned, The toes curled up for a while, and then slowly stretched out after a few seconds. This kind of unconscious reaction was really cute in the eyes of Sells.
Bending down, reaching out to hold the foot exposed to the air, with a slight coolness in the hand, he stuffed it back into the bed. Before letting go. Sells squeezed lightly.
Under the light of the night light, the young man fell asleep unconsciously, with his mouth slightly open, looking very docile.
He raised the corners of his mouth, moved his fingers down, and scratched the soles of his feet twice.
"Hmm..." the prince murmured vaguely, with some displeasure between his eyebrows, he unconsciously retracted his feet and hid them.
Sells stood up with a low smile, and untied the belt around his waist, revealing a lean body. The muscles forged in years of military career were well-proportioned and strong. curve.
Nallen, who was sleeping soundly, was not crushed to death by the corner, and Sells was able to easily lift a corner and get into the bed, without waking up the person sleeping on the bed, and he was able to achieve his wish. After lying down, he quietly turned off the night light, and quietly looked at Naren's silhouette in the dark.
it's beautiful.
It is even more beautiful when the eyes are opened.
Sells was actually not sleepy, turned sideways, rested his head with one hand, and stretched out a hand to push a certain furry head into his arms, his eyes became far-reaching.
It is true that Naren likes himself.
But the other party is a stubborn guy who insists on his own opinion and has his own ideas. Although Naren Sharvi has changed from being deeply thoughtful at the beginning to being unguarded against him now, but the degree of cognition of the relationship between the two , Sells still dare not hold it up.