He entered a wealthy family by mistake

in the room

Saiman carried Hamel to the big bed and put Hamel down gently.

Hamor immediately turned away and wiped away his tears, as if he didn't want Saiman to see him cry.

"Are you still shy in front of me now?"

Saiman smiled and said Hamol, stroking Hamol's long hair.

Hamor didn't speak, nor did he blush and be shy, but was a little angry and didn't want to talk to Saiman.

Saiman naturally knew this, so he turned Hamol around and sat down on the bed.

"Keep going! Why are you staying here!"

Hamor still didn't want to look at Saiman. He looked at one side and cried and scolded Saiman.

"Aren't you sad if I really leave?"

Saiman asked, holding Hamol's face so that Hamol looked at him.

Hamor looked at him, biting his lip with an angry look on his face, but he was crying pitifully.

Saiman sighed, feeling a little helpless with Hamor. He obviously didn't want to let him go but kept insisting on driving him away.

"Is it so hard to follow your heart?"

Saiman gently raised his hand to wipe away Hamor's tears, feeling distressed and helpless.

Hamor's lips trembled and he said nothing. What could he say? Could it be that he was asked to lower his face and beg Saiman not to leave or abandon him?

"Stop crying, your eyes are already swollen."

Saiman comforted Hamor, and the thumbs of the hands holding Hamor's face gently touched Hamor's tears.

Hamor lowered his head and stopped looking at Saiman, and he stopped crying. He just felt aggrieved and didn't want to talk to Saiman.

"My bad, I should have waited until you woke up."

Saiman apologized again, knowing that Hamor was really scared just now.

"Who needs your apology?"

Hamor said stubbornly, keeping his head down.

How could Saiman not hear it? He held Hamol's face again.

This time, he no longer wiped Hamor's tears with his hands, but lowered his head and kissed Hamel's red eyes, one kiss after another.

After being kissed like this, Hamol didn't lose his temper, and he no longer lowered his head to look at Saiman.

A smile suddenly appeared on Saiman's lips. He took the opportunity to sit on Hamol's legs and put his big hands on Hamol's thin waist.

Hamor immediately slapped Saiman's hand away angrily. After crying, his head became even more dizzy and his body became weaker.

"The doctor just came to see me and said it's nothing serious," Saiman said.

Hamor immediately became nervous when he heard this, because the doctor who was following him to take care of him was a doctor in the family, and Saiman must also know him.

"I won't ask why your family's doctor became your personal doctor."

Seeing Hamor clenching his nightgown in a panic, Saiman said in a low voice, and then said, "At least I know that you are not the same as my mother, my fourth brother."

"Who is with them?"

Hamor cursed loudly, looking very angry.

But after scolding him, he bit his lip and looked at Saiman with a face about to cry. He had never thought about harming Saiman, nor had he thought about ruining Saiman's reputation. It was the queen who had been using Saiman to test his loyalty.

In fact, Saiman has always been wrong about one thing. He said that his mother did not give Hamol to him because she wanted to take advantage of him. But in fact, on the contrary, it was the queen who used Saiman to contain Hamol.

The queen has always distrusted Hamor and suspected that Hamor was an undercover agent sent by his family.

So she kept asking Hamor to do bad things for her, and even used Saiman's reputation to test Hamor, because the queen knew that Hamor liked Saiman, and as long as Hamor could attack Saiman, she would be able to trust him.

Hamor had no choice but to obey the queen's order. How could he fall short after deploying for so long? But from then on, he suffered from serious sequelae. This was also the source of his nightmares about Saiman not wanting him.

"So, you've always been on Said's side?" Saiman finally broke through the layer of paper.

Hamor lowered his head without explaining, holding on to his nightgown in silence.

Hamor's silence allowed Saiman to get the answer, and he frowned and scolded angrily, "What do you think your father thinks about letting a ten-year-old child go undercover?"

"It's none of my father's business. I chose this path myself."

Hamor said calmly, but he looked a little dull.

He looked out the window and said with a gloomy look, "I don't have to take this road until my eldest brother passes away, but your mother's power is becoming more and more powerful and we have no other choice. If I don't do this, Haman will also die, and even Something is going to happen to my family and I don’t want to see anyone die again.”

Hamor's tears fell again as he spoke, covering his face and crying helplessly.

He also wanted to live an easy life, but he had no choice.

He was working as an undercover agent on the queen's side, and he had to rescue Said and Saiman from the queen. After such a long time, he had reached the edge of collapse.

"I'm so tired... I'm about to die."

Hamor's tears fell uncontrollably, and he cried to Saiman for help with his tear-stained face.

Saiman's eyes were red, and he hugged Hamol hard into his arms to give him a sense of security.

He had complained about Hamol before, but knowing the burden on Hamol he felt so heartbroken that he almost suffocated.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you and I will never let you bear it alone again." Saiman promised with an uncomfortable voice.

Hamor said nothing, silently clutching Saiman's clothes and crying loudly, choosing to believe Saiman.

When he didn't ask Saiman for help before, it was because he was afraid of his father's anger. After all, Saiman was also the queen's son. There were too many factors standing between him and Saiman, forcing him not to dare to get close to Saiman.