The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Walking back to the room in a nonchalant way, he didn't even meet the ascetic monk.

Only the soldiers on guard and some staff who come and go can remain polite when they see Evan.

It could be seen that they really wanted to talk to Evan, but due to regulations, they could only stop three meters away.

After walking up two stairs, we arrived at the place where we stayed temporarily. Evan stood against the wall, stood at the entrance of the corridor, and looked inside.

There are no ascetics and no staff.

It may be because he came back very early, and the sky outside was not fully lit yet, Evan couldn't help sighing deeply and softly.

Could have stayed longer.

He walked to the door of the room, pushed the door open, and the foot that stepped into the door suddenly stopped.

In the room, there were nine gray-robed ascetic monks and one priest.

All the underground palace travellers, one after another, sat on sofas and stools. From the moment they opened the door, their eyes all focused on Evan.

Evan's face was cold, but his fingers couldn't help but clenched quietly.

Priest Yao didn't wear hair in the room. His pale golden hair hung down his back and spread over his shoulders. His eyes of the same color stared at Evan silently, as if there was no end to the abyss.

Evan was expressionless, but slowly lowered his head, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Priest Yao stood up and rolled up his robe sleeves.

After the banquet last night, all the ascetic monks gathered in the room under the crown. The intention was to exchange news, but the most important Zerg was not there.

What a dereliction of duty, but before they went out to find His Majesty, an officer named Thrall came here with a display device to reassure them not to worry too much about His Majesty's safety.

The ascetics are not familiar with high-tech products. They sit together and watch the flower garden in the video.

It seems to be taken from some remote corner, and only the tops of the two Zerg can be seen.

Mian Xia was very close to the silver-haired female, which was unreasonable, and they left together on the path not long after.

The officer named Thrall scratched the back of his head, and explained respectfully and restrainedly: "Please don't worry, that is the commander of the Nightmare Bird Forest Station, and he will not do anything to hurt Your Majesty."

Master Yao has frequent contact with the Nightmare Bird station, after all all supplies are transported to the isolated island through here.

He was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, but chose to wait.

As a result, the wait was a long nine hours.

His Majesty sneaked back in the early morning, just in time to run into Priest Yao who had been waiting for a long time.

"You go out to rest first, Huaili stays."

"Lord Yao, Your Majesty is still young."

Ascetic monks, you look at me, I look at you, and persuaded: "Don't be too angry."

Yao raised his eyebrows and glared at them. The ascetic monks had no choice but to follow the instructions and leave the room, closing the door behind them.

When there were only two people in the room, Evan walked up to Yao, with his hands behind his back and his head bowed, as if voluntarily accepting the punishment but not changing his life or death.

Yao was even angrier. Last time he sneaked away, he was so angry that his hair fell out, but after finding out, he was overwhelmed with anger, and he just felt a big sigh of relief in his heart, and he never thought of beating him at all.

But now I'm still angry.

Priest Yao drew out the long sword in his arms, the blade was sharpened on both sides, like a dangerous ruler.

"Hand out."

Evan glanced at Huai Li, trying to keep a sullen face: "Master Priest..."

Finally, he obediently held out his hand.

Yao put the blade of the sword flat in Evan's palm, lifted it up, and dropped it, with a crisp sound, his face sank like water: "I know why I hit you."

Evan was silent for a moment, his palms flushed, and he nodded: "I know, I left without permission, regardless of my own safety."

Actually it doesn't hurt much.

Priest Yao shook his head, and when the sword fell again, it was held by a hand.

Huai Li was next to Evan, kneeling on one knee, holding the sword edge with his right hand, his brows and eyes were gentle, and his tone was smooth: "Master Priest, Your Majesty has returned."

Yao didn't make a second blow, he restrained himself from looking at Evan's palm, he regretted the first blow, but his voice was still very stern.

"open."

Stepping down very logically, Yao quietly gave Huaili a look.

Although Huaili didn't receive it, he was still very cooperative and didn't let go.

Priest Yao started raising Sissel with an egg. To him, Sissel was more like his cub. He always hoped that Sissel could live a better life while fulfilling his duties.

But in this, it obviously does not include willfulness again and again.

Yao said to the male who lowered his head and remained silent: "I have never warned you since you were ten years old, because you know better than me what is the number one priority in my heart. Once I cross the line, I can Forgive you for being immature and curious, for crossing the line for the second time, you have already begun to waver."

Evan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were cold: "I didn't."

Yao said coldly: "No? You deviate from the original point again and again."

Evan was expressionless: "I know what I'm doing, and I promise I won't cross the line, and I won't do anything presumptuous."

Yao frowned: "I said, you can bring him back if you like, even if it's a commander, it's not difficult."

Evan said firmly: "No."

"Melon head." Priest Yao spoke his native dialect for the first time in more than 100 years.

The conversation broke up so badly, Priest Yao returned the sword to Huaili casually, and left the room without turning back his hands.

Huaili retracted his sword back to its sheath, and patted the folds on Evan's body.

"Master Yao has been waiting for you all night." He blew on Evan's palms, his eyes focused.

Evan withdrew his hand and rubbed it casually: "No, I can do it myself."

Huaili didn't force it, and after a while, the male poked his arm.

Huaili was two meters tall, and when he lowered his head, his silvery wings swayed slightly. He asked the young Mian: "Do you have any orders?"

Evan raised his head, his tone was flat: "You don't need to care about the expectations of the priest or other ascetic monks, and you don't use their requirements as your standard of conduct."

"I have never regarded you as my vassal, you are always yourself, Huaili Sen."

Huaili looked at him in surprise, and he suddenly said, "If I told you that I didn't do anything voluntarily, would you believe me?"

He looked at Evan with a soft and firm tone: "If I think so, are you willing to accept me? As your queen."

Evan: "..."

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No regrets, no forced bitterness.

I'm not who I used to be.

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