Marriage [Interstellar]

It may be that this body was just discharged from the hospital and was so weak that Lou Qing fell asleep after a while.

When he was woken up, more than two hours had passed.

Lou Qing opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the little old man's bark face, which was so close that the folds could be seen clearly.

Lou Qing stared and took a deep breath: "..."

I……

Seeing that Lou was awake, the little old man stepped back a little, then held up a box and handed it to Lou Qing, flatteringly said: "Your Highness, look, this is what the king prepared for you. It's a good thing!"

Lou Qingxing has never met the little prince's parents until now, although he doesn't know why they didn't come, but Lou Qing is very happy - he is not good at dealing with elders, especially when he occupies the body of other people's children.

"What is it?"

Lou Qing didn't reach out, only glanced at the box and asked.

The little old man laughed again, and then opened the box for Lou Qing, revealing the contents inside.

Inside is a purple long-necked glass bottle, the size of a palm, with an exquisite shape.But for the fragrance, it seems a bit big.

The little old man winked and said: "This is a special product of Dallas. It uses the essence purified by eighteen kinds of medicines. It will take effect in 3 minutes after applying it. Even if the king of Deyuanka is a rolling pin, it won't hurt you!"

Lou Qing: "?"

Lou Qing: "..."

Lou Qing: "."

Oh.

understood.

God fucking rolling pin!

Lou Qing tried his best to get rid of the imagery in his head, and looked at the little old man with his forehead: "Do you think I didn't swallow enough pills before?"

The little old man: "..."

I'm not me without you don't talk nonsense.

The little old man had a bitter face, and held the box pitifully: "Your Highness, this is also for your own good. Look at that figure, even if it is a needle, it is also a carrot needle. You can at least suffer less suffering if you bring this."

Lou Qing didn't want to discuss the size of other people's "needles" with a little old man, but he was a little concerned about that king.

Lou Qing sat up a bit and asked, "What does that king look like? What kind of person is he?"

The little old man was taken aback; "Your Highness, don't you remember?"

Lou Qing shook his head: "I don't remember, it may be the aftereffect of taking the medicine."

This is the truth, the little prince's memory is very incomplete, and even the reason for the marriage was checked by Lou Qing himself on the Internet.But this era does not know how to have a harmonious rule, all the pictures on the Internet are 404.

So not only did Lou Qing not know what the king looked like, he also didn't know what the little prince's parents looked like.

The little old man had no doubt about him, put the box in his hand on the stool next to Lou Qing, and described it with gestures.

"That man's appearance is very recognizable - 90% of his body is alienated, his skin is very white and hard, like wall paint. Only the part from the mouth to the front of the neck is normal."

Immediately, a human-shaped object with whitewashed body appeared in Lou Qing's mind, and the skin was as stiff as a scab.

"..."

ugly.

The little old man: "But the most unusual thing is his tail, which is very long and has thorns!"

Lou Qing subconsciously added the tail in his mind, but he reacted suddenly when he got close to him.

"What? Tail?"

The little old man nodded, "Yes, the tail must be two meters long. When he stands up straight, the tip of the tail is always upturned. If he puts it down, it will definitely hang on the ground—fortunately, he is more than 3 meters tall. , otherwise such a tail would be so tiring."

Lou Qing's brain trembled again before he finished digesting the "tail".

"... How tall do you think he is?"

The little old man thought that Lou Qing was asking for a specific number, so he recalled it carefully, and answered with certainty: "3.14, the official data released before, can't be wrong."

Lou Qing: "..."

Hold.

Lou Qing originally thought that the king was barbaric and tyrannical at most.Although this kind of person is not easy to get along with, it's not like Lou Qing never failed to deal with it in his previous life.

But 3 meters high, and a long tail is too much.

Lou Qing asked the little old man: "Are you sure he is human?"

"Of course it is!"

The little old man nodded his head, and looked a little emotional, "Actually, that person is also a poor man. I heard that it was because his mother was infected with echidnas during pregnancy, and she was alienated when she gave birth, so he was born like this. Sample--"

Lou Qing twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, "I think I'm rather pitiful."

The little old man: "..."

Lou Qing didn't even dare to think about his own future, so he slumped in the chair like a boneless person, and began to give up on himself: "Otherwise, I'd better leave a suicide note first. Anyway, if I don't get infected by the thorn worm, I will probably be killed by that king." Play to death."

The little old man couldn't hear this, and was in a hurry: "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense! You don't have to worry about spineworm infection. We have 3 JC24 medical cabins in our dowry—there are only 100 in the entire alliance. As long as it is not a second-level spineworm At the end of the infection, it can be cured!"

Lou Qing: "Is the focus on the medical cabin?"

The little old man pursed his lips, and then added in a low voice: "The medical cabin can not only treat echinococcosis, but also can treat common colds, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, amputation to caesarean section, as long as the medicines are complete - our medical medicines are Three big boxes have been prepared!"

The corner of Lou Qing's mouth twitched: "So this means that as long as I am not played until I die immediately, I can be saved?"

The little old man: "..."

Lou Qing: "I think you really think I didn't swallow enough pills before."

The little old man: "..."

The little old man was silent for two seconds, and decided that 36 counts would be the best.

He turned around and ran towards the door, shouting as he ran: "There is still half an hour left, where is he? Come in and help His Highness get out of the car!!!"

Lou Qing: "..."

·

As I said before, Savimaso is very small, how small is it.

Once the gate of the palace is opened, it is the only main road in the country. If you ride on it in a car more than two meters high, you can directly see the border port at the end of the road from the gate of the palace.

At this time, a huge black ship was moored in the port, with a geometric logo painted on the bow.

It's Deyuanka's ship.

Lou Qing sat alone in the car, wearing a golden mask on his face - this is the standard equipment for the little prince.

His attention was not on the boat, but on the crowd at the end of the road.

To be precise, it was the figure who stood out from the crowd like a telegraph pole.

The little old man also saw it, and reminded Lou Qing loudly after getting out of the car: "Your Highness, look, that is the king of Deyuanka. Or if he is tall and easy to recognize, look, can he be seen at a glance?" get?"

Lou Qing: "..."

Lou Qing poked his head out from the gauze curtain, looked at the little old man expressionlessly and said, "Shut up, or I will let you dowry."

The little old man: "..."

The little old man shut up, and then the convoy set off.

woo-

The horn of the city wall blew a low sound, which sank in the blood like iron sand, making people's hearts tremble.

Lou Qing originally thought that he had accepted this fate, but his hands still clenched into fists unconsciously, until the knuckles were stretched livid.

"..."

Lou Qing smiled wryly, forced herself to let go of her hand, and pressed her palm tightly to her knee.

Closer, closer.

The unique "telephone pole" gradually took on the shape of a person.He should be wearing a military uniform, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, a tall and straight figure, and slender and straight legs wearing boots.

——If the ratio is reduced, the figure is perfect.

But then, Lou Qing saw a white shadow swaying behind this "clothes hanger" - it was a tail.

hiss.

Lou Qing grabbed his knees so hard that his scalp exploded.

He withdrew his gaze in dismay, finally closed his eyes, and hypnotized himself repeatedly in his heart—it’s all right, it’s not that he hasn’t died—

Lou Qing: "..."

Hold.

No.

It's okay, it's okay, anyway, anyway...

Lou Qing didn't come up with a plan anyway, his ears were filled with the roar of heartbeat and rushing blood, and his field of vision was filled with the bloody light from the sun shining through his flesh.

Then there was this moment—a moment that Lou Qing would often recall even after many years.

He smelled the breath that involved the soul.

It was a kind of blazing, vigorous upward heat wave steaming from the desert under the scorching sun.It's not a fragrance or a stench, it's more like an introduction, it's sucked into the lungs and burned into the soul.

At that moment, Lou Qing's depression and uneasiness disappeared.He is like a person who has been bitterly cold for a long time, and he has a strong instinctive desire for this fiery breath.

Like a tired bird eager to return home.

"What does it taste like?"

Lou Qing opened his eyes and eagerly leaned forward, trying to find the source of the breath.

The muted little old man heard the voice and asked on tiptoe, "Your Highness, what did you say?"

Lou Qing directly lifted the gauze curtain and asked him, "What is this smell? Where did it come from?"

"What smell?"

The little old man looked confused, and then changed his face, "Who is farting in the queue!"

Lou Qing: "..."

Shut up, it smells.

Lou Qing slammed the curtain angrily and sat back down, moved her nose and sniffed again.

——No mistake, the breath is real.

But where did it come from?

Lou Qing was very puzzled and curious, and after a few minutes, he found that the breath not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.

close?

Lou Qing regained his energy immediately, and sat upright, concentrating on trying to find out where the source of the breath was.

Until the convoy stopped, the "telephone pole" five meters away looked up, and a cold, iron-like gaze burst out from under the lowered brim of the hat, which could almost meet the eyes of Lou Qing, who was being driven up by the car.

Lou Qing's heart skipped a beat, and three words popped out of his mind—I found it.