First Lady [Interstellar]

After taking a bath, Omega, whose body was limp, could only be carried out of the bathroom by Alpha, who still had strength, and sat cross-legged on the bed in a soft nightgown, watching the other party looking for clothes.

"Hmm..." Eureka yawned, he was a little sleepy after taking a hot bath after being tired for a long time, "When shall we go?"

Hilton took out two sets of clothes and put them on the bed, sat next to Omega, stroked his black hair, and said after making sure it was dry, "Change and leave."

"Are you going to be okay for a while? And why did you rush over from the Pentagon?" The confused Eureka reached out to ask Alpha to change his clothes. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Hilton patiently helped the lazy Mr. Duke fasten the buttons one by one. He was in a very happy mood. He liked the feeling that Omega relied on him so much.

"Come and take a look if you don't worry, and it's a good thing to come and take a look, otherwise..." He paused at this point, and then said, "It was just the first round of estrus, and I will have to go through the next round when I go back." After a few rounds, I have already asked for leave."

Eureka, who had been drowsy and her eyelids were twitching, woke up completely, and stared slightly at Alpha who lowered his head and moved very gently.

"You won't... You asked for leave for the reason of helping Omega through the estrous period?"

For an Alpha general who will be very busy in the near future, it is very difficult to ask for leave, and it takes several days at a time, the only reason Eureka can think of is this.

Hilton paused for a moment, smoothed the folds of the collar with his slender fingers, and nodded.

"Yes, it is like that."

Frankly admitting that it caused Omega a little headache, he didn't want too many people to know about it, but in this situation Alpha is also trying to help him, and he shouldn't say anything out of reason.

"Okay, okay, let's go back first." Thinking that there are still several rounds of estrus to pass, Eureka felt sleepy.

Hilton's expression remained unchanged, and he let the housekeeping robot come in to clean the room after they left, and then very naturally embraced the Omega, whose legs were soft and whose waist was soft everywhere, into his arms.

Eureka struggled a bit at first, but then thought that so many people had seen it anyway, and it seemed that his "hypocrisy" was meaningless now.

When I came out of the office, because it was a break time, there were not many people outside, and under the shock of the pheromone of Alpha, almost no one dared to look at them.

Eureka closed her eyes, her cheeks were reddish and hot, and she buried herself in Alpha's arms unconsciously, after all, she was still a little uncomfortable.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

A pleasant young male voice suddenly sounded, but the footsteps of Alpha holding the Omega did not stop at all.

Eureka secretly tugged on Hilton's lapel, motioning him to stop, because he seemed to have heard this voice not long ago.

Hilton frowned. The Alpha in front of him wearing the uniform of St. Peter's Mecha Academy gave him a strange feeling. He didn't have any pheromone smell on him, which should be because he was wearing a high-quality isolation suit.

This makes it even more strange, why should a student wear an isolation suit in the academy?

However, if it was Omega's request, then he would never refuse.

After Alpha stopped, Eureka poked her head out from his arms, and a somewhat familiar young man was reflected in a pair of moist eyes.

"Hey, you are the classmate who protected me before." Eureka, who has a good memory, quickly realized.

This voice and face were indeed the Alpha classmate who protected him among the many students at that time.

"Teacher, you don't look very convenient, why don't I take you back?"

Jeffrey showed a friendly smile, which was a rare kind of sunshine and handsome. If his old friend Zachary saw it, he would definitely be amazed-this guy doesn't like to laugh.

Hilton looked pale, refused, and said, "No, we can go back by ourselves. This classmate should go back and rest."

Jeffrey was still smiling, and he didn't give in at all, and his eyes, which could even be called a little playful, swept AO up and down.

Eureka was even more uncomfortable being looked at by him, but considering that the other party had helped him anyway, it seemed very unreasonable to refuse, especially if the other party was so "enthusiastic and sincere".

"Well, Hilton, let him see us off." He secretly pulled the corner of Alpha's clothes, and then whispered, "Anyway, it's not convenient for you to hold me and open the door for a while."

Maybe he was pleased by this sentence, but in the end, Mr. Admiral's face softened a lot, and he nodded in agreement reservedly and let the young man follow them.

Jeffrey followed them with a smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint light flashed across.

At the same time, somewhere in the imperial palace, Manstein XII pushed open the thick and solid palace door. Inside the door was darkness and darkness, and outside the door was an artificial warm yellow halo that simulated ancient candlelight.

He stepped into the door without turning his head, and the long corridor was lit with spots of light bit by bit, illuminating the few steps under his feet.

At the end of the corridor is a cumbersome and magnificent door, exuding a touch of nobility and an indescribable elegance. Abigail stood still in front of the door, paused before pushing the door open.

The layout of the room is simple and elegant, with a strong ancient European style. There is a man with his eyes closed lying on the big and soft bed. The man's body is covered under the same soft brocade quilt. Only his bare shoulders are round and beautiful, fair and white. Incomparable.

This is a man with a very delicate appearance but an elegant temperament, even just lying there is heartbreaking.

A head of long chestnut hair was draped softly by the side of her body, long, and even a few strands extended to the side of the bed, falling a little.

Abigail couldn't wait to take a few steps forward, and sat on the head of the bed, touching the man's smooth and delicate cheeks with her well-maintained but unavoidably wrinkled hands.

"Cecil, I'm here to accompany you." He smiled, and his stroking movements were more gentle, almost sticking to the skin, stroking back and forth along the neck to the beautiful collarbone.

"Honey, your skin is still as good as ever, but unfortunately I've been too busy these days, so I haven't been able to take time to see you."

"Oh, by the way, I failed to trap the guy who betrayed and hurt you, and let him escape, but don't worry, he will be caught back, and I will hand him over to you, okay? ?”

"Cecile, wake up quickly. I've been waiting for you to wake up. I'll leave you with what you like and what you dislike. I'll let you deal with it all. Open your eyes and have a look, okay?"

"Cecile, even if the whole world betrays you, I will stay by your side, so..."

"Why did you seek death in the first place?! Cecil, everything about you belongs to me, and no one can deal with you beyond me, including yourself!"

The old emperor's almost crazy face was extremely ferocious. He clasped the Omega man's slender neck tightly with his hands, but suddenly regained his senses and let go, hugging his head in pain.

"I'm sorry, Cecil, I'm sorry, as long as I think of that scene back then, I can't control myself, can you forgive me?"

He squatted down on the head of the bed, trembling his fingers to touch the bruises where Omega was pinched out by him, with a look of remorse and pain on his face.

However, the man on the bed didn't give any reaction at all, just lay there and let Alpha do whatever he wanted.

Abigail is suffering more and more, for decades, he has been waiting for decades!

He didn't know how long he could wait, he wasn't young anymore, and his Cecil, his Omega was still so young and good-looking, he still wanted to be with him all the time, and he didn't hesitate to pay any price for it!

The silent atmosphere lasted for a long time. When Abigail was about to continue his routine work every time he visited stopped.

Under the slender and slightly curly eyelashes, the amber eyes are dull and dull.

Abigail, who had been focusing on Omega, noticed this immediately, and ecstasy flashed in her eyes.

"Cecile, are you awake?" He shook the man's shoulder excitedly, but the man with blank eyes didn't respond at all.

Alpha's face darkened, the small change of his lover made him excited, but the disappointment that followed made him painful and crazy.

He pressed a vermilion button on the bedside table, and a wall not far from the bed was completely opened, behind the wall was a huge dark empty box.

At this moment, the air in the empty box twisted and vibrated, and slowly, a humanoid monster came out of the darkness.

The whole body of the monster is shrouded in black mist, wearing a black robe, with a black hood covering his head, looming in the black mist.

The monster opened its mouth, and even the voice seemed to be indistinct and vague as if it was hidden in the fog, as if it had just learned human language not long ago.

"Abigail, this king said that you don't need to call me if you have nothing to do." The monster said in a vaguely impatient voice.

Abigail snorted coldly, hugged Omega into her arms, looked at the figure in the black mist and said coldly, "If you were capable enough, you wouldn't let me wait so long."

The monster looked at the man in his arms contemptuously, thinking that this human emperor was so stupid that he exposed his weakness to the outside, but if it wasn't for this weakness, they would not have been able to form a cooperative relationship.

"Reviving a person who should have died is not an easy task, even though our race is very good at controlling brain waves and spiritual power."

The monster smiled, and continued in a strange tone: "But it's also your fault for not being upbeat. He doesn't want to wake up at all, because you are not enough to make him think about waking up."

"Look, he only opened his eyes slightly until now, what a failure, Abigail..."

Manstein XII's face was gloomy. He seemed to be vaguely aware of why Cecil opened his eyes, because...he mentioned that man.

Cecil, why are you so stubborn until now, why...

He thought darkly, the expression on his face was inexplicable and indeterminate, and the monster in the black fog had a weird and sinister smile, which meant nothing.

Ah, human beings are such an easy-to-control species, because anyone who seeks something must have their dark side, so evil breeds from this...

Book Three: The Glory of the Empire