The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

The departure of the protagonists does not affect other people's social interaction.

Hilda picked up the wine glass and walked towards Eaton who was alone.

Without waiting for her to approach, Eaton avoided her like a snake and left without looking back.

Hilda hit a wall and chose Eaton to talk to others. The result was similar. His Majesty of the Empire became a transparent person in front of Eaton again.

After several attempts, Hilda hit a wall everywhere, and the proud Speaker Eaton never responded to him a word.

Coffdale saw it in his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and came to Eaton.

Covedale shook the wine glass in his hand and asked with a smile, "Shall we chat?"

Eaton said indifferently: "We have nothing to talk about."

He picked up the goblet to drink, turned his gaze, and inadvertently landed on one spot, his lips stuck to the wine glass, motionless.

Covedale followed his gaze.

Her Majesty Hilda was joking with a lady. Her Majesty didn't know what she said, and the lady couldn't stop giggling because of her.

Suddenly, Hilda approached her and said something in her ear. The lady raised her fist and punched His Majesty's chest weakly. The lady's face was flushed, and the shape of her mouth should say, "I hate it."

Hilda took her hand and kissed the back of it.

A pleasing picture.

Eaton's face was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and he drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp.

Covedale clicked his tongue and said, "Your Majesty is really a passionate person."

Eaton said angrily: "It's not too bad to be promiscuous."

Covedale lamented: "It's really not worth it for you, I like such a person."

"Like it? Oh, Mr. Speaker is so confused."

"Why are you angry if you don't like it?"

"Why am I angry, don't you know?"

"It's really annoying to be marked by this kind of person." Coffdale shook his head and said with only two voices, "Hey, this kind of person is actually His Majesty of the Empire. I really feel sad for the Empire."

Eaton frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Covedale smiled slightly: "I don't want to say anything, I want to ask you to have a light meal tomorrow and chat."

"..." After a long silence, Eaton said behind Hilda's laughter, "Time, place."

It didn't matter to Covedale whether Eaton liked Hilda or not.

Man is an animal driven by interests, he just needs to be sure whether Eaton is really willing to stand in the united front with him.

If Eaton doesn't like Hilda, and what Hilda is doing irritates him, the hatred can be his breaking point, drawing Eaton to his side.

If Eaton likes Hilda, no one can tie His Majesty's heart. The story of love and hatred is old-fashioned, but it has never stopped for thousands of years.

So, Covedale doesn't care about that.

Eaton arrived as promised, and Covedale stopped making twists and turns: "Hilda is not suitable to be Her Majesty of the Empire."

Eaton snorted, "Speaker Covedale spoke so rebelliously and outrageously."

"Just tell the truth." Now that Eaton is here, he knows why he is here. Covedale shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Hilda is young, and her lower body is in charge of everything in her mind. If it hadn't been for these years You and I are worried, the empire has long been destroyed by the Federation."

Eaton glanced at him: "You want to do something outrageous?"

"What is treason? We are for the future of the empire."

"You are you, I am me." Eaton separated the relationship.

Covedale smiled: "The two houses have been fighting for so many years, and neither you nor I are the real winners. We have worked so hard to do so many things, but we are just making wedding dresses for others. Right?"

Eaton was lost in thought.

Covedale continued: "Your Majesty also has other purposes for being nice to you. If she succeeds, will she still indulge you?"

Eaton raised his head suddenly: "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing." Covedale wiped off the dust from the corner of his clothes. "When the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman benefits. If the snipe and the clam cooperate, can the fisherman still benefit?"

"You want to take the fisherman off the ground?"

Covedale nodded slowly: "When your majesty was a minor, the government was controlled by the two houses. What if your majesty fell ill?"

Eaton sneered, "Has the speaker forgotten Prince Vito?"

"He? Just a trash."

"Are you sure?" Eaton kindly reminded him, "The prince's other half is General Walton, can you shake his position in the army?"

Over the years, most of the people that Covedale had placed in the army were removed by An Ning, and the remaining few shrimps would not be able to cause any trouble, otherwise he would not have gone to the old Duke of Walton , want to get jūn power by controlling An Ning.

But then again.

Covedale laughed: "If you can't be an enemy, then be a friend."

Eaton was taken aback: "You want Prince Vito to take over?"

"That's right, don't forget, during the late Emperor's lifetime, Prince Vito was the only heir. Hilda assassinated her own younger brother out of jealousy. It is not impossible for brothers to fight against each other."

"Will Vito agree?"

"It's up to people to do things."

"Even if he agrees, can you control him?"

Covedale said: "A person who doesn't understand anything, and was almost killed by his own sister, we help him get everything back, will he refuse?"

Eaton suddenly realized: "You didn't want to ostracize Hilda in the first place, but it was Vito you wanted to evade!"

Covedale said by default: "How about it, would you like to do it together?"

His power alone is not enough to do this, and he must get the support of multiple forces. He originally wanted to start from the army, but he couldn't get it, so he could only start from the House of Commons.

Eaton didn't answer him directly: "I want to think about it."

"I'll give you time."

"No." Eaton quickly rejected him, and laughed sinisterly under Covedale's incomprehensible gaze, "You can convince Prince Vito, and I will."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Covedale's lips: "No problem."

It was high in the sun, and Thomas and An Ning lay in bed not thinking about it.

During the wedding vacation, I don't have to go to work, so I am so happy.

Last night, Thomas formed a knot in Anning's body. He touched Anning's stomach and asked, "Will there be a baby this time?"

An Ning opened her eyes: "I don't know."

At the time of the permanent mark, Thomas thought that An Ning would get pregnant, but unexpectedly, with a probability as high as 90.00%, An Ning didn't even get pregnant.

It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed, but the current situation is special, and it is a good thing that I am not pregnant.

The two of them paid great attention to their sexual affairs on weekdays. They drank a lot of wine happily last night. The price of showing their glory on the wedding night was to forget about this matter.

It will take ten days to find out whether you are pregnant at the earliest.

Surprised and delighted, Thomas stayed for more than ten days and accompanied An Ning to the hospital for an examination. The results of the report remained the same, and An Ning was not pregnant.

Thomas thought that maybe he didn't work hard enough, and when the matter of Her Majesty Hilda was over, he must work hard to get An Ning pregnant as soon as possible.

However, Thomas never thought about it, An Ning handed him a physical examination report the next day.

Thomas put aside the medical report, hugged An Ning nervously, and patted An Ning around.

He looked worried and asked: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

An Ning shook her head and said, "No." His eyes fell on the medical examination report.

Thomas turned his head, picked up the report and looked through it. All the indicators were normal.

After a false alarm, Thomas breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't scare me like that next time, people scare people and scare people to death!"

An Ning said, "I'm not pregnant, don't you wonder?"

Thomas wondered, "Why are you wondering?"

"Could it be caused by the too many medicines I took before?" An Ning looked directly into Thomas's eyes, "I consulted the doctor, and the physical examination data is normal, but this possibility does not exist. Thomas, I may, No way, get pregnant."

He jumped out word by word with difficulty.

An Ning never cared about the matter of giving birth to a child. It was only after being with Thomas for a long time that she thought about it.

His fondness for children is shallow, and he can't compare with Thomas at all.He didn't care if he didn't have a child, but for some reason, after hearing the doctor's answer that he might have something to do with it, the thought of not being able to give Thomas a child made him feel sick to death.

In his heart, omega is not a tool for fertility. Why does he feel so uncomfortable after knowing that he may not be able to conceive?

When he was so uncomfortable to confess to Thomas, his voice was slightly choked.

Thomas quickly hugged him, stroking An Ning's back tenderly with his big palms: "Maybe it's not absolute."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a few drops of crystal clear liquid with body temperature dripped on the back of his hand.

Thomas:! ! !

An Ning cried?

The omnipotent General Walton cried in front of him?

Thomas has experienced many kinds of crying methods, but has never seen An Ning like this. He is different from ordinary people, and his temperament is very similar to his. He doesn't make too much noise, doesn't have much expression, just tears falling down.

Quiet and sad.

Thomas's heart was seized at once, and he was flustered, caressing An Ning's back for a while, wiping his tears for a while, and wanting to hug him for a while.

Thomas was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, wishing he could grow a few more arms and do it all together.

"Don't cry. Didn't the doctor say it's possible? He doesn't know. Maybe it's not your problem, but mine." Thomas said a lot in a daze.

An Ning's eyes were red, and she asked hoarsely, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Why is it okay? I have a problem with my pheromone, it must be my fault." Thomas coaxed him, vowing, "I'll go to the hospital for a physical examination right away."

He thought to himself, if there is no problem, the doctor should tell him that there is a problem!Never let his An Ning blame himself and be sad.

An Ning grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Don't go, I know you're teasing me."

"I do not have."

An Ning stared at him, her deep gaze never blinking.

General Walton's torture skills are superb, and Thomas was defeated under his gaze: "Okay, I'm coaxing you. But you don't need to cry about this kind of thing. No matter how important a child is, can it be more important than you?"

There is a parenting manual on the bedside table. Thomas reads it every night before going to bed. He has marked various notes on it. How can he not see his expectation of peace for the child.

Thomas noticed An Ning's gaze, and quickly picked up the book. He opened the drawer to hide the book, but after thinking for a while, he closed the drawer again, and threw the book into the trash can to show his determination.

"There is no child, and you are my baby."

"..."

Accidentally said something earthy and romantic, Thomas smiled shyly, hugged An Ning, and whispered softly in his ear: "All along, you are the most important thing, and I will do my best not to mark you forever I’m ready, and I’m very satisfied to get to this point. An Ning, don’t feel bad, maybe God thinks I’m not good enough to be a good father now, he’s testing me, it’s nothing to do with you.”

An Ning didn't speak anymore, he raised his hand and put it around Thomas' waist.

The sweet strawberry smell lingers in the nose, and the tranquility settles down quickly.

The parenting books were not lost after all, An Ning picked them up and put them back on Thomas' bedside table.

"What are you doing picking them up?" Thomas asked.

An Ning blocked him with his words: "It can be used after the test."

There is no test, Thomas thought awkwardly, the communicator suddenly rang, and an unfamiliar number sent a communication request.

The communicator rang for a long time, not like a salesman, Thomas agreed in confusion.

Covedale's face appeared on the screen: "My lord, may I have the honor to treat you to a light meal?"

Thomas nodded dumbly.

After finishing the call, An Ning said, "Here comes the test."