Intergalactic Era of Gossip

"Pretending to be a marshal lover" Higgin had an inexplicable fear of Sells, as if all his courage was spent in the hot spring club, so that in the following days, when he saw each other, he always bowed his head. Be a worm.

His Majesty the Emperor asked quietly: "How did you pierce it?"

However, no one answered him.

Naryn took a slice of orange from the fruit plate and handed it to the frightened little partner. Xijin opened his mouth obediently, and after swallowing the orange, he said he wanted to come by himself.

So Naren understood in seconds, and thoughtfully cleared the fruit away, and handed over the empty silver fruit plate.

This behavior is obviously in the hands of the middle and small partners.

Xijin grinned and burst into a huge smile, happily preparing to take the "Metal Big Round Cake"—

The coercive sight of the imperial marshal swept over.

Higgin: "..."

With a shake of his hand, the Gold Eater quickly returned the plate to Naren and signaled that he was not hungry.

What to scare the bugs.

Sells said indifferently: "It's time to confess. Whether it's an impostor, or becoming your majesty's pet, there may even be a scepter. These are the purpose of this meeting."

When he spoke, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Yes, it's like this..." Xijin himself was very afraid of him. After being questioned, he cleverly confessed his tragic encounter. From waking up from my amnesia to when a mysterious person announces the terms of employment, one by one, it can be said to be very sincere.

It is gratifying that he did not reveal the relationship between the beard and the prince very loyally.

As for the "imposter", he said: "...there is a script, I, I have been carrying it for many days." He lowered his head in shame.

There is no big problem with this matter.

Naren wasn't nervous, Higgin didn't know that the employer was Levitra, let alone he was hiding behind the employer. Even if you rack your brains, you will not come up with a truth out of thin air.

When asked how Higgin and Naron met, His Royal Highness personally answered.

"He was dying and fell on the side of the road. I saved him out of kindness. He was already hungry and fainted and in very bad condition."

-To some extent, he did save a certain octopod trapped in a cage.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the thin boy with distress.

I'm so hungry... Such a terrible thing happened in Yasha's land!

His eyes moved to the young slender limbs, and his heart suddenly throbbed: How much did Xiaojin suffer before meeting him?

Xijin, who lived a carefree life, didn't know that in Luye's heart, he had become a lonely wandering worm. He nodded naively to his friend: "Yes, Naron saved me."

Naryn breathed a sigh of relief.

-Although he always brings countless surprises and shocks to himself, he unconditionally trusts and cooperates with him at critical moments.

Xijin looked at him a few times, and suddenly lowered his head shyly: "Naren, is a very good person."

Naryn: "..."

I was caught off guard and received a good guy card.

It was at this time that His Majesty the Emperor squeezed into the atmosphere of the two and began to talk about the process of getting acquainted with the "worm" from the perspective of a "person".

The acquaintance between the worm and the emperor originated from a "car accident."

I was hit by a moaning bug with eight legs up to the sky, and he accidentally exposed his most important organs to people-the perpetrator, His Majesty the Emperor casually pinched the tentacles, trying to throw the black bug that hit his feet aside, and just listened. There was a young man who was howling and crying.

At first he thought he had picked up a special insect that was proficient in human language, and it didn't take long for him to think of the annoying insect star species in the world... But the worm that was suspected of touching porcelain cried so pitifully, so he felt soft for a while, He took it back to the palace.

Naryn was expressionless all the time, and couldn't help but say: "Then yesterday I felt softer and took him away?"

The emperor sternly said: "It's about Chongxing and Yasha, how could I let the suspected theft go unpunished?" He paused for a moment: "So I decided to personally supervise."

Naren smiled: "Then are you taking the suspect out for a drive now?"

The room became quiet, and after a moment—

"I believe in you, Narren." The emperor said seriously: "How can an upright and patriotic citizen of Asa steal the national treasure? That's why I can safely treat the innocence after something goes wrong. People are handed over to the most impartial judges in the imperial capital."

Naryn leaned back and opened the distance between each other.

The expression of the disgusted Emperor His Majesty did not change: "I believe in you, I believe in Xia Erwei, I believe in my instincts."

Naryn thought: "I believe in you", what a heartfelt words. In just one day, he has heard this sentence from different people, but the thing is still the same. Sometimes "trust" is just a perception.

Xijin frowned: "I didn't steal anything either! Are you suspicious of me?"

His Majesty the Emperor: "...Uh, these are two different things."

At the same time, Naren asked: "Hijin has lost his memory, how can you be sure what he was like before he lost his memory? Maybe... he was the villain who stole the scepter, and the accident caused brain damage?"

Xijin looked over hurtingly.

Emperor:"…"

After Yu died, he decided to appease his cousin first: “You don’t have to take the trial to heart. Without evidence, they can’t be convicted at will. Thousands of things happen every day in the emperor. No matter what, with As time goes by, it will always fade out of everyone's sight."

Naryn raised his eyebrows: "But I have to go to the trial court tomorrow."

The emperor patted him on the shoulder: "You can do it!"

Naryn: "..."

His Majesty the Emperor quietly glanced at his silent friend and winked at Naryn: "I will give you a big gift as a condolence between the brothers." The emperor, who knew the two of them, had a certain mentality of compensation. I chose to betray my friend once.

Sells didn't respond to this, but smiled at the emperor's back.

If you look from Narren’s perspective, you will find that this smile looks like the [smile] emoji that comes with the Prince’s communicator, but Narren is now looking down and meditating, and he doesn’t notice anything unusual. He seemed thoughtful, and it took a long time before he gave his answer.

The gray-green eyes blinked, and in silence, the two reached an agreement.

The satisfied Emperor looked at the steaming hot spring and suddenly moved.

"Why don't we go inside and talk about it?"

He excitedly stroked the Xijin who was sticking to Naren's side: "Xiaojin, let's go together!"

The gold-eater reluctantly said: "Bath?"

He looked at Narren, like a young child who wanted his father to accompany him.

Naryn shook his head.

His Majesty the Emperor smiled with satisfaction, and quickly suppressed the raised smile in the next second, hypocritical: "Go, Naron. I remember that my aunt took you to the palace before, and we took a bath together."

Naryn looked inexplicable.

"You were only six years old at the time. When you ate, you overturned the wines of the adults, which caused me to stain my clothes."

Narren: "...I don't remember."

His Majesty the Emperor asked again: "Sales, how about you?"

The marshal who was named, the old **** waved his hand: "Naren and I are still okay."

His Majesty the Emperor squinted suspiciously. When did these two get so close? I thought it was a coincidence last time, but this time I am afraid I can no longer explain it by coincidence.

But he also suspected that this was an excuse for refusal, and he felt bad-with Narren's temperament, he would not approve of most of Sells's decisions, and he was particularly keen to deny Sells' words. If this inspires Narren’s rebelliousness, he and the humanoid Xiaojin’s double bath is likely to blow.

It turns out that he thinks too much.

"Yeah, that's right." Not only did Naren have no objection, but also stood in the same position as the other party, and sneered: "I don't have the mood to relax for the time being. After all, all the troubles fall on me."

Sayles agreed: "Anyway,"

His Majesty the Emperor was stabbed again: "..."

It's not a guilty conscience.

But surprise—

In the presence of Sells, his little cousin was willing to aim fire at others?

And there is no sign of refuting Sells at all.

So... when they didn't know it, there really was an epic development between these two people?

In the eyes of His Majesty, the only things that can change the mind of a persistent cousin are probably only miracles and love.

It should be a miracle.

Xijin has His Majesty the Emperor as his backer, but Naryn has a tough battle to fight. It would be best if you were not guilty and cleared of suspicion, but if the trial is held in detail... this possibility is not ruled out.

The two of them had no interest in appreciating others' bathing together, got up and left the room.

Sells stood at the door, thinking about oranges, hot springs, and everything he prepared but didn't serve him... his complexion was calm and deep.

"You brought me here because you were entrusted by Luye?"

Sells nodded: "If there is a problem or an accident tomorrow, just push everything to his head."

Naryn: "..."

Be quiet, it's still at the door!

His Royal Highness, who had the same intention, glanced behind him with a guilty conscience.

Sells continued: "He can do it."

Narren: "..." This is really familiar.

In the warm water of the pool, he was holding his face when he loved the insect-loving figure, and an emperor who admired it back and forth shuddered suddenly.

In any case, this brief meeting more or less calmed Naren. Seeing that it was still early, the two wandered around for a few more laps.

In just a few months, the prince who had visited many times was familiar with the sunset volcano. He watched the scenery around him gradually become desolate, until there were fewer pedestrians and the road became more and more remote. Something's wrong.

Isn't this the way he went to seek medical treatment that day?

The further he went in, the more he verified his conjecture.

He didn't react suddenly until the advertising banner of "Abolo Medical Center" drifted into the line of sight-why did Sells bring him here?

With a twitch of his eyelids, he had even more terrifying conjectures.

Did Sells find something?

No, it shouldn't. He has made foolproof preparations, and there is no possibility of any flaws.

"When we first met, he was holding the medicine package from this medical clinic." Sells didn't clearly say who "he" was, but it didn't prevent Narren from understanding the meaning of this sentence.

—Yes, he must have thought of the medicine packet that fell on the ground, so he decided to check it out by the way.

"He doesn't want to see me, and I can only find a way to investigate." While speaking, Sells kept his eyes on Naren's body and said: "Maybe the owner of the medical clinic will know some clues."

Sometimes the obsession of the marshal was terrible.

Narren said: "He obviously doesn't want to have anything to do with you."

Sells: "You are not him, how do you know what he thinks? What's more... he has always been a duplicity little liar."

Naren said with an indifferent face: "...oh, that's it."