over ten thousand people

It's night, hotel.

Taking advantage of Zhou Qian's time to take a shower, I called the jeweler I had contacted before and asked them to speed up the production of the ring as much as possible.The second call was to Secretary Liu and asked him to help me find a nearby property - Changling is not far from Xingjing, not to mention that His Majesty has returned to me, and the occasional living requirements must be met.As for the last one...

"Your Majesty is with you?" Zhou Ze immediately asked when the phone was connected.

I glanced at the bathroom door, which was still closed.The sound insulation effect of the hotel is excellent, and there is no movement at all. "Yes." I admitted.

And Zhou Ze's next question was still very sharp. "Did you go to Changling today?"

"Yeah." I confirmed again.Before he asked a third question or warned me again, I rushed ahead and said, "You already knew what happened to Nanzhao, right?"

In the last life, I, Yongmeng, and Zhou Bubi were all in the same age, and Zhou Bubi was the longest-lived one.If it is said that Yongmeng and I were blind to Nanzhao's affairs, Zhou Bubi must be much clearer.

Sure enough, the opposite party replied with a cold snort without hesitation. "Know what, what if you don't know?"

He made it clear that he would not cooperate, but His Majesty has told me enough facts, at least enough for me to draw correct reasoning——

Even if Zhou Bubi doesn't know about His Majesty's prophecy, but he knows the true relationship between me and His Majesty, he will know why His Majesty wants to march in person.Given how loyal Zhou Bubi is to His Majesty, the more His Majesty loves me, the more he hates me.After all, His Majesty is a model of prudent words and deeds and taking precautions, and Nanzhao is four or five thousand miles away from Xingjing, so he embarked on a long road of hidden dangers in his sixtieth year because of me.

I can understand Zhou Bubi very well - if I were still alive, I would definitely oppose His Majesty's personal conquest of Nanzhao - and I am very grateful to him.If it weren't for him, I would be even more worried about His Majesty, afraid that he has suffered all these years--with His Majesty's temper, he probably wouldn't take it as a pain; and with Zhou Bubi's temper, he would never let such a thing happen. Happened right under his nose.

"Thank you very much," I said, completely sincere.

After these words didn't match up, there was no sound from the other side for a while.But after all, we have been friends for decades, Zhou Ze quickly realized: "Do you need to say it? I didn't do this for you."

Of course I knew he wasn't looking at my face, but his bad tone didn't affect my gratitude to him. "So you know everything." I asked confidently.

Zhou Ze let out another snort of disgust. "No one knows better than me," he replied, "so hold on tight, boy, just in case..." His voice dropped sharply, gloomy, followed by an obvious unspoken threat.

"What if?" I asked very quickly, "Your Majesty must have said something that night, right?"

"You're asking this for the second time. With Xie Xiang's intelligence, it's a bit unreasonable."

I ignored his sarcasm.It's been a few days, so of course I'm guessing.Now, the facts are becoming clearer and clearer, and I am becoming more and more aware of what His Majesty may say——

We've finally met and we both want to stay together; there's nothing wrong with love, so what's the problem?

The answer is, my family, my career, and the most important thing in Zhou Bubi's eyes, Zhou Qian's career.

I don't mention his family because I know that His Majesty has probably already solved that, after all, he knew about each other's existence before me.And my family and career are actually not big problems: anyway, the worst thing is to give them up. There are many more choices now than a thousand years ago, and I am ready to start from scratch.

But Zhou Qian's career is not like that.Although archery is no better than football, and coming out of the closet will not become a real target of public criticism, but it has some influence on the athletes themselves.Your Majesty probably doesn't care, but Zhou Bubi will definitely think that I shouldn't let His Majesty make sacrifices again and again——

It took seven years to become the number one in the world. This glory is full of sweat. Why should it cast a shadow on me alone?

Zhou Bubi's idea is correct, I agree very much.

"We all know that today is no better than in the past. Now you can have whatever you want, why are you still interested in His Majesty?"

What he said was actually a disguised order to chase away guests.Alone, His Majesty can reach the highest pinnacle; he is perfect, and one more I may only add to his criticism.As for Xie's money and reputation, it may ease the tension, and it is more likely to become a new obstacle in the relationship between the two.

"Did Your Majesty say," I began, my stomach sinking like lead and feeling untimely delighted, "that he doesn't care about public relations?"

This time Zhou Ze really sneered. "That's right. Tell me, if this story gets out, how much criticism will it cause? Besides, it's not like it was a thousand years ago. Everyone has it. If there is a fanatic, extreme fan, etc., who will be responsible for the accident? "

I reflexively wanted to say that I was responsible, but soon realized that this was not the best answer. "With me here, no accident." I firmly promised.

"It still sounds like a human saying." Zhou Ze's tone softened a little, and then he became strict again: "Should I not remind you again in the future?"

"of course."

Zhou Ze seemed to finally feel a little satisfied with my answer without hesitation.But he didn't say it, but asked: "But I guess, Prime Minister Xie called me today, isn't it to talk about this?"

The advantage of communicating with old colleagues is that each other has a clear mind and never needs to talk nonsense. "No, yes." I answered truthfully.

But Zhou Ze obviously didn't like this ambiguous statement. "Get to the point, don't say I'm dead."

I know it's best not to test Zhou Ze's patience.After all, I am not His Majesty, and now the topic is about Your Majesty. "I need you to help me find a lawyer, just a few."

"What?" Zhou Ze asked in bewilderment, "Didn't Xie have an ace lawyer team? You asked me to do it..." When he said this, he suddenly realized that his voice was raised twice: "Don't you say Is it a marriage lawyer?!"

"Otherwise?" I asked amusedly.Although I have proposed marriage and His Majesty has agreed, domestic same-sex marriage has not yet been legislated; the best solution is to draw up a marriage agreement to give the two a partner status close to the legal definition.Of course I can find someone else for this matter, but is there anything more appropriate than handing it over to Zhou Bubi?

The other side seemed to choke, and was speechless for a while. "...Aren't you moving too fast?! It's only been a few days since you two met?!" Judging from the voice, Zhou Ze was definitely gnashing his teeth.

Normally I might be elated for a little while, but not now. "It's not a few days," I couldn't help reminding him, "For me, it's 20 years; for Your Majesty, it's 39 years." The time limit for export made me feel depressed, "I really can't wait any longer Go on, I can't let His Majesty wait any longer."

There was another half-hour of silence, and only irregular panting came from the microphone, as if Zhou Ze felt the same way. "Okay," he finally agreed, "When will it be?"

I blinked. "Of course, the sooner the better."

"...What is the sooner the better?"

Zhou Qian's voice suddenly came from behind me, and I almost threw my phone out in fright.Fortunately, my back was facing the bathroom, and I had time to straighten my expression before turning back—he had already taken a shower, with water droplets hanging from the ends of his hair, and a towel around his waist, revealing the thin, muscular and smooth torso unique to young people.

This stimulation was a bit too big, and I looked straight for a while.After he realized it, he had already sat down on the sofa not far away, ready to blow dry his hair.

"Your Majesty, let me help you." The words slipped out of my mouth without passing through my head.

Holding the hair dryer, Zhou Qian glanced at me upon hearing this, which was very ordinary and without special meaning. "Didn't you call?"

It was only when he reminded me that I realized the beep on the phone—Zhou Ze had hung up at some point, and he obviously didn't want to know what might happen next. "It's okay, I'm done." I put down the phone and walked to him, "I just asked someone for help, and he agreed."

Seeing that I really meant that, Zhou Qian handed me the hair dryer and lowered his head halfway. "Young master, don't burn me." He said half-jokingly.

I'm not surprised he didn't follow up.Your Majesty has always been considerate, but it can only make my feelings overflow uncontrollably. "Promise not." I replied with a smile, and then gently lifted his half-wet hair.

Zhou Qian's hair is not as short as Cinchou, but it's not too long either. It looks lush and shiny, but the touch of his fingertips is soft and soft. The feeling of slipping away.I have bathed with him countless times, and I have dried his hair countless times; I only hate that today is different from the past, and the more convenient life has deprived the longer moments of warmth that should have been longer.

Maybe my action turned into a suggestive touch because Zhou Qian suddenly grabbed my hand. "Enough." With a little force, he pulled me down onto the sofa, then leaned over.

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There will be navel oranges in the next chapter~ Have you been looking forward to it for a long time [bad laugh]