365 days a year do not want to open

The much-anticipated emperor's wedding did not take place as scheduled, but there was a carnival night on New Year's Eve, and His Majesty the Sovereign came to enjoy the joy with all the people in person.

There was nothing last year.

Fireworks lit up the sky above Zeratul, and a bunch of strong lights of different colors twisted together on the top of the palace went straight into the sky, sharing Zeratul's joy to the whole universe.

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Wu Ye also participated, and accompanied Heller on a float to travel across half of the capital.

According to His Majesty, this was originally an honor only given to the queen, but isn't the queen in vain?Just pull someone up as a substitute.

Wu Ye thought to himself, it's really quite casual.

But he knew that Heller would be very busy during the New Year, and he didn't have time to go to the suburbs to find himself.

So I thought of such a way to let the two spend the New Year together.

Feeling the festive atmosphere, Wu Ye couldn't help but bend his eyes. His Heller is indeed a good monarch and a good man.

If Heller's parents are still alive, seeing Heller today will be very happy.

Heller, who succeeded to the throne at the age of 17, lost his parents that year. It is hard to imagine how sad he was at that time, but he was not immersed in grief at all.

When everyone was still pitying him, Zeratul's future had been supported by himself.

God indeed owes Heller a fulfillment.

Is that why you came here?

Wu Ye thought about it with emotion, and at the end of the countdown, he opened his arms and hugged the handsome monarch beside him: "Happy New Year, my dear Majesty."

Heller was stunned, how did the inferior know that he was thinking about this matter?

Seeing that the people around were hugging excitedly, Heller also heaved a sigh of relief and let himself be hugged tightly.

Happy.

Ever since picking up this man in the Colosseum, Heller felt that he had completely cut off from his past life. He no longer had troubles, problems, or... the empty fear in his heart.

Heller obeyed his parents' wishes and managed Zeratul to be prosperous and powerful.

When everyone was praising happily, he found that everyone had someone to share their joy with, but he didn't.

The parents are gone and the goal has been achieved, how should we continue.

Just then, a guy who called himself Ye appeared.

Heller hugged the handsome black-haired young man back, humming softly, it's not night, it's light.

his light.

Pure, soft, not harsh at all, the light that guides him wholeheartedly.

Another year has been added to the cosmic calendar, and all Zeratul is looking forward to where His Majesty will take the Empire in the new year.

At the beginning of the season when the weather is getting warmer, in spring, Wu Ye's second novel is grandly released.

This time, not only are the two major advertisements of the empire promoting day and night, but the online promotion is also very crazy.

Because the author is handsome.

The group photo of His Majesty on the top is still hanging, and I don't know when it will be replaced with a new one.

To tell the truth, they wanted to see more photos.

This time the book was more beautifully produced than last time. The title page was printed with a message written by Heller, and the preface was also His Majesty's masterpiece. It is said that a certain 90-year-old writer tried to grab this position from him, but he severely rejected it.

The 90-year-old writer became Heller's first black fan.

Reason: Not respecting the old!

Wu Ye: ...

Surrounding the book is quite interesting, there are a pair of exquisite metal rings, a pair of precious wooden seals left blank, and a pair of vacation coupons.

These are Heller's handwriting,

Wu Ye tightly covered his eyes.

Boss, I'm writing serious literature, not romance novels, can you leave me alone?

Skip these strange surroundings, the content of the book itself is very serious, it is a tragic story, from the perspective of the protagonist of the interstellar black population, it describes the empire, kingship, nobles, citizens in the eyes of 'him', and describes the world in the eyes of 'him' The world, society, family, yourself.

This protagonist is not a smart and clever counterattack model, on the contrary, he meets all people's guesses about the interstellar black population.

Poor, timid, ignorant, and ridiculous.

The author writes the world in his eyes from the perspective of "his". Apart from being ridiculous and pitiful, people seem to be touched by other things.

Some people read the book right away after buying it, some took many days to read it, and some read it carefully and carefully over and over again.

The literati who were the first to write a book review for Wu Ye, once again gave the most comprehensive understanding and evaluation of this book.

One sentence in it goes like this: "This is a tragedy as well as a comedy."

People who knew him quoted this sentence one after another.

The tragedy is that for the protagonist in the book, his life is suffering and his life is insignificant.

Comedy is the Zeratul interstellar black population corresponding to this era, and they will usher in their own new life.

The empire is indeed going to make a big move, but many people did not expect that it would be this matter.

Kindness and empathy have never disappeared from human genes.

It's always there.

Heller finished reading the last page of the physical book and slowly closed the book.

Outside the window is full of spring and lush greenery, which is the season when Bernie, the protagonist in the book, dies of exhaustion.

Bernie's death is not an exception, many black people in the interstellar world have died in this way.

Overworked, not getting enough food and rest time, he fell ill and died when he was a little older.

Wu Ye is a special Liezi, because of his tall and strong body, he was sold to the Colosseum.

According to Lu Sien, the companions who had fought with the beast before Wu Ye were all dead.

If they hadn't brought Wu Ye out, Wu Ye would have died there too.

After watching Bernie's Spring, Heller called a serious meeting.

Talk about the interstellar black population.

Recently, this book has become popular in half the universe, and all the ministers have read it.

Your Majesty wants to redefine the existence of the interstellar black population, and the vote is unanimous.

In order to commemorate this great moment, Zeratul defined the last day of spring as Bernie's Day, so that people will always remember this event.

The minister who once suggested awarding Wu Ye the Knight Medal brought up the old matter again, and Heller quickly agreed, adding: "Not only the Knight Medal, but also a new identity."

The ministers were surprised: "A new identity?"

Heller smiled mysteriously, without revealing.

When the whole empire was feeling sad for Bernie, the latest news came from the royal palace. His benevolent majesty issued a new policy, giving all the former interstellar black population and citizenship in Zeratul.

With the identity, they can work normally, get married and have children, and even take over their own family members for reunion.

On this day, the number of views of Wu Ye's personal homepage exploded, and he didn't recover all day.

In the past, it was not that no one paid attention to this issue, but with a weak force and limited influence, no one has ever done it.

Now Wu Ye has done it, and he gave the black population of Interstellar a home.

Many people asked where he lived and where he could visit him, and some people gave him money and gifts.

Heller's premonition came true, and the Inferior became the Inferior of the Empire, not his own.

The second notice issued by the palace - Bernie's Day.

Citizens have nothing to beep about just because the country will be on holiday for this holiday!

Knowing that it was three days later, the whole empire reveled.

Who would dislike too many holidays.

The third notice issued by the palace, on the day of the festival, the palace held a ceremony for the author of the book "Bernie's Spring" and awarded him a knighthood.

As usual, the author has some places in his hand, and he wants to go to the lottery to watch.

Citizens like this kind of activity the most.

It is said that Zeratul has been doing a lot of activities recently.

The policy has been implemented, Wu Ye no longer needs to tie the mark on his wrist with a silk scarf.

After Heller finished speaking, when his name was called, he stood up, dressed in a black suit, handsome and elegant, steady and confident, with a tie around his neck that His Majesty the Sovereign had chosen for him last night.

Everyone watching the ceremony on both sides of the red carpet looked at him eagerly, full of friendship and blessing.

After tidying up his cuffs, Wu Ye walked forward. The journey took more than ten seconds, or a full minute had passed, he was not sure.

Heller is wearing a full set of imperial dress today, handsome and dazzling, what Wu Ye feels is not only his extraordinary, but also his respect.

The box containing the medal was opened and handed to him, Wu Ye took it and bowed to express his thanks.

After finishing these things, the two of them looked at each other dreamily, one didn't say please go down, and the other didn't say goodbye.

"Do you have anything to say to everyone?" Heller asked.

Wu Ye nodded, turned to face everyone watching the ceremony, then raised his tattooed wrist, and said, "I used to be a dying interstellar black population."

There was an uproar at the scene, because I was so surprised.

How could a handsome and elegant writer and artist be an interstellar black population?

"Your Majesty is benevolent, not only saved me, but also gave me a chance to show myself. I am so grateful to Your Majesty, I love Your Majesty, and I am willing to protect Your Majesty with my life."

After saying these words, Wu Ye looked at Haile with tenderness in his eyes.

Heller was taken aback, then annoyed, damned inferior, really have other ambiguous thoughts about His Majesty.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me from the Colosseum." Wu Ye looked at him deeply.

"you know?

Wu Ye blinked, yes.

It was only now that Heller realized that this person had always known that the mysterious person was himself.

Heller's face turned red into a monkey's butt in an instant, scorching hot like fire.

Damn inferiors!

Dare to tease him.

Even knowing that Wu Ye used to be a black population of Interstellar, no one expressed discrimination or disgust. At this moment, everyone's hearts were infected.

Regarding the fact that the interstellar black population has an identity, even if some people still disagree in their hearts, they will not say it publicly.

There are quite a lot of interstellar black people staying in Zeratul, and the shop for removing wrist marks is packed.

Wu Ye didn't go back to the apartment since the day of the ceremony, he stayed in the palace as a guest.

Heller asked to invite the most famous tattoo artist in the empire to bring tools into the palace to remove the marks on Wu Ye's wrists.

"It doesn't hurt, don't be afraid." Heller sat beside him, turning Wu Ye's face to his side, preventing Wu Ye from staring at his wrist.

"I'm not afraid." Wu Ye said.

However, he did not reject Heller's gaze, and lightly touched his lips with a smile.

The tattooist shook his hand.

Wu Ye let out a soft hum: "Um..."

Heller stared at the tattoo artist, "Will you know it? If you don't, just get out!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Ye kept saying that it didn't hurt, and Haile stared at the tattooist's work intently, as if the other party dared to make Wu Ye hurt again, and he would go crazy.

The tattoo artist finished it in a cold sweat, and quickly left with his tail between his legs.

Wu Ye's wrist was clean without leaving any marks.

"Let me see." Haile held Wu Ye's wrist and found that the skin was red!I couldn't help blowing: "I'll put some ointment on you."

Wu Ye looked at the sky, thinking of the experience of being bitten and bleeding by Heller, he shivered.

After a period of time, Zeratul's interstellar black population has settled down, living in resettlement houses arranged by the empire, doing jobs arranged by the empire, receiving wages every month, and marriage and childbirth subsidies, etc.

The next step is to be counted by the empire. Those who need to pick up their family members or leave with their identity can help them realize their ideas.

None of them would leave Zeratul, they all chose to take their families over.

In this way, Zeratul's settlement of the black population quickly spread in the universe.

The black population on other planets can't believe that there is such a good thing?

But they can only envy, because they will never reach Zeratul.

Those in power are confused. When did Zeratul become a pioneer in advocating humanitarianism?

But no matter what, with the existence of Zeratul, the black population of the whole universe has hope, their goal-a ticket to Zeratul.

It will happen one day.

The author has something to say:

Your Majesty and the fifth brother finally fit together, by the way, you didn't expect Heller to be so soft and sweet!Ha ha!

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