Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

Bazel didn't stay for dinner after all.After thinking about it, he finally dialed the communication of the Imperial Marshal on the way back.

From the perspective of the survival of the fittest, he really agrees that the Marshal is the best candidate for His Majesty's partner, and from the standpoint of a friend, he is also on the side of Hebrew in his heart, so he is willing to take some small risks to provide timely information to the Marshal of the Empire.

Although His Majesty the Emperor would definitely not approve of his actions if he knew about them, Bazel's actions are just doing a little favor to his friends within the scope of his ability, and it is not a betrayal at all. After all, the final decision still depends on His Majesty's personal choice .

As soon as Hebrew pushed open the door of the hall, Bi Fang, who was circling in mid-air, rushed towards him.

"Marshal Marshal! Bazel is here! Your Majesty drove me and Cang Qiong to the training room. I don't know what they said! Then Your Majesty said he wanted to talk to Cang Qiong, but he ignored me!" Bi Fangyi The face screamed unacceptably, it was extremely sad. "Compared to the sky, shouldn't I be the best confidant mech to chat with? Shouldn't I be the most caring little padded jacket! Your Majesty, he doesn't love me!"

Hebrew had already detected Bazel's breath from the remaining breath in the air, and he had received Bazel's secret communication before, so he didn't say anything to Bi Fang's bluffing words at this time.He raised his head to look in the direction upstairs, patted Bi Fang, and ruthlessly poured heat on Bi Fang: "You think too much, His Majesty doesn't love you in the first place."

Ignoring Bi Fang, who was hit hard, Hebrew took the bucket and fishing rod to the kitchen, and after a brief tidying up, he was still thinking about processing the sea cucumbers harvested today and making soup, and ordered Bi Fang to watch the fire. Only slowly went upstairs.

The door was closed, and Hebrew knocked on the door symbolically, but pushed the door open without waiting for Gary to respond.

His Majesty the Emperor was sitting on the big sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sky was a ball of light in the state of his brain, quietly floating beside him.

It was very quiet in the house.Neither His Majesty the Emperor nor the Jijia said anything. It seemed like what Bi Fang said, Sky is not a good person for heart-to-heart conversations, and it probably wouldn't be able to provide His Majesty with any constructive suggestions.

Hearing the noise, Gary turned his head, with a somewhat gloomy expression on his face, and looked at him for a moment, then moved his fingers to retract the sky.

Hebrew leaned against the door frame: "I just contacted Bazel."

He looked calm, but very calmly put the expression "I know it all" on his face.

The young Emperor His Majesty felt a little uncomfortable.However, his emotional reaction has never been too intense. When he saw the calm expression of the Imperial Marshal, he was really not sure how he should react.

In the end, he didn't become angry from embarrassment, but nodded with his lips pursed to show that he knew.He leaned back slightly, with a slightly blank expression: "I feel like I regret it a little bit, and I should have listened to you at that time, that's right, you have to be more cautious when making this kind of decision."

Hebrew has learned from Bazel that once the inducer takes effect, it will be irreversible in the short term. At least now, even if His Majesty the Emperor regrets it, it will be useless.Therefore, he calmed down and nodded to Gary with a very understanding face: "I thought you really knew what your decision meant. After all, the success rate of natural breeding has always been much higher than that of artificial breeding."

Hearing the words of artificial reproduction, Gary's face was slightly stiff, and he raised his hand to rub his forehead. Obviously, this problem caused him great distress.

The poor emperor felt physically and mentally exhausted besides being overwhelmed: "Don't mention this to me for the time being."

Hebrew didn't speak any more, he walked into the room, stood in front of His Majesty the Emperor, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at Gary.

This posture can easily create a sense of oppression, but the expression and voice of the marshal are unusually gentle.

He asked, "May I sit here? I think I need to talk to you about something."

The pale golden light of the setting sun shines on Hebrew's face through the thin window screen, outlining a soft golden light on his deep and tough face, coupled with the gentle expression on his face, making him look really handsome people.

Gary instinctively felt some kind of uneasiness, but there seemed to be no suitable reason for refusing, and the best time to stop him was lost in the slightest hesitation.

The marshal couldn't wait for his answer, so he sat down beside him on his own initiative, and then turned to look at him.

Gary: "..."

Under the burning gaze of the other party, he moved sideways involuntarily.Gary really didn't know what he was nervous about, so he could only try his best to say calmly: "What do you want to talk about? What do you want to eat tonight? You can eat anything. Bi Fang's newly modified power track? It was practiced with the sky today. But, it's not a big problem..."

The affectionate expression on the marshal's face froze slightly.After a long moment of silence, he actually smiled.Seeing that His Majesty was at a loss, he relaxed a lot.

Gary pursed his lips and stopped talking, and looked at him forcefully and calmly with a look of darkness as if he was facing an enemy.

Little did he know that his performance of retreat was tantamount to emboldening the Hebrew Marshal.

Heber said: "Don't talk about that, I want to talk to Your Majesty about your marriage."

Although Gary had some ominous premonition in advance, he did not expect the marshal to be so straightforward. He opened his mouth slightly and did not speak, but frowned slightly.

Hebrew said sincerely: "Your Majesty has seen the list of candidates, and I think I am the best and most suitable one. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Gary's face was stiff, and he vaguely felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the marshal to brag about himself like this.However, I also feel that what he said is indeed the truth. His Majesty the Emperor who has always been indifferent has not learned the skill of ridiculing. He was stunned for a moment, and nodded reluctantly: "But..."

"But what?" Hebrew cut him off quickly. "I have thought about it seriously. I like Your Majesty very much. I appreciate His Majesty's character and conduct. In terms of protecting the empire and homeland, I share the same persistence and belief with Your Majesty. I am willing to walk hand in hand with Your Majesty. I know that Your Majesty is very happy." Powerful, but I am the most powerful Alpha besides Your Majesty. I was fortunate to be able to fight side by side with Your Majesty in the past. Your Majesty should be very clear about this. I think I am very suitable as your Majesty's partner. We will definitely be able to raise the most The excellent little prince, guarding his happy and healthy growth."

His eyes were burning and calm, and he boldly pressed His Majesty's hand to prevent him from avoiding his sight.

Gary is tempted to say that all he wants is a father, not a partner, and the two don't mean exactly the same thing.But being watched by the marshal with such fiery eyes, he vaguely felt that it might not be appropriate to say such words in person, even though he had said the same thing to Bi Fang before, with Bi Fang's character of breaking his mouth, it was impossible for Hebrew have no idea.

And in his initial thoughts, he didn't even have the concept of raising a child by himself. Instead, he thought about waiting for his son to be able to take care of himself in a few decades, so that he could retire and go back to his life of traveling freely.

Hearing the Hebrew marshal mentioning raising children together, His Majesty the Emperor recalled the need to raise children as if awakened from a dream. accept.

Gary kept silent with a slightly weird expression.

He had nothing to say here, and Hebrew didn't give him a chance to hesitate, and asked: "Your Majesty doesn't like me? Your Majesty hates me?" I like myself, but if I say I hate it, there is absolutely nothing.

Hebrew has long discovered that although His Majesty the Emperor looks calm and indifferent, in fact his temperament is unexpectedly gentle. As long as it does not involve principled national affairs, general issues can always make him give in after a while. The bolder you can see and come out.Gary said many times that he was going to turn off its language system, but he never did it once. Instead, Bi Fang changed one more ballistic system as he wished.

The marshal felt that even if it was a matter related to His Majesty's life, he could still be soft-spoken. If he adopted a persistent but not tough attitude, His Majesty would not be the first to turn his face.

Sure enough, Gary finally shook his head: "I don't hate you." He hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "I don't know if I like you or not. At least it's different from your like. You like me, I don't like you enough, don't you think it's unfair to you? In fact, this matter has too much utilitarian nature, it's not fair to anyone who I choose, at least I don't want to feel sorry for you. "

Hebrew didn't expect this to be his scruple, and he thought it was unfair.Seeing that there are so many people vying for His Majesty, you should know that you are a sweet potato!Besides, His Majesty the Emperor is only emotionally indifferent, and it's not that he really doesn't know what is good or bad.As long as he has someone in his hands, he is confident that sooner or later he will be able to warm his heart.

At that moment, the Marshal rubbed Gary's hand against the back of his hand, and said brazenly, "You're worried about being sorry for me, which means that you still like me, but you don't know it. We hit it off. "

Gary frowned and struggled, before he could pull his hand away, he heard the Imperial Marshal say: "Think about it, compared to forming a partner with other people and getting along with each other day and night, don't you feel that facing me How much more comfortable?"

These words really hit His Majesty's weakness. Imagine having to get along with people day and night, going in, going out, eating and sleeping together, wanting to have children, doing this and that, and having to raise children together for many years, Gary's His expression visibly froze.

"So Your Majesty agrees to choose me?" Heber said, "Do you need me to kneel down and propose? Or do you want some other ceremony? I'm sorry I don't have time to prepare a ring for you now. What style do you like?"

"No, no, no, no need." Gary recalled a video of a certain candidate brought by Bazel today, who enthusiastically performed a courtship dance for him that was said to be a primitive indigenous people simulating a certain animal.For some reason, he applied it to the marshal and thought about it, and his expression changed immediately.Flatly refused: "I still need to think carefully, and I can't make a hasty decision!" '

Seeing the apparent frustration of the Imperial Marshal, Gary had no choice but to slow down his voice again, and sighed helplessly: "I still need some time."

Hebrew followed closely: "How long will it take?"

Gary thought about it, and according to what Bazel said, it would take about two to three months for his body to fully adjust. He hesitated and said, "Three..."

"Three days? It's okay, I can wait for you to reply after three days!" The marshal quickly said before him, "Come on, let's have dinner first, and you can think about it after dinner."

The marshal pretended not to see the strange expression of His Majesty's slightly widened eyes, turned his head and called, "Bi Fang, is the soup ready?"