Have any of you seen my dragon?

Ji Yao lifted the quilt, got off the bed with bare feet, and walked to the cloakroom on the snow-white long-haired carpet that covered the back of his feet.

The bedroom area is very large, nearly [-] square meters. Even the walk-in closet is larger than the rest room where Ji Yao lived in the pet shop. Inside, the clothes, hats, shoes and socks are neatly arranged by category. You can tell the workmanship and fabrics at a glance. All are advanced.

Ji Yao randomly selected a few pieces and tried them on, and the unexpected ones fit well. Could it be that the people who lived here before were about the same size as him?

At this time, someone knocked on the bedroom door, and a man in a dark green dress said, "Mr. Evans, I am Sophia, the court attendant. It's lunch time. Would you like to share with His Majesty or eat alone?"

Without even thinking about it, Ji Yao said, "I'll just eat it alone!"

Feeling that it might not be appropriate to answer too quickly, I quickly added: "I am sick now, eating with His Majesty may infect him with the virus."

Sophia smiled and said, "Okay, you are really caring and considerate to His Majesty."

Ji Yao: "..."

Sorry, no, he was just worried that if he had a meal with His Majesty the Emperor, he would not be able to eat due to the pressure.

Sophia waved her hand, and four maids came in one after another with silver trays, pushed the bedside table in front of Ji Yao, and then put on a table of delicacies, such as fresh shrimp noodles with tomato sauce, fried crab cakes with black truffle, and grilled sea bream with herbs , steamed somei fish belly, asparagus and shellfish soup, and assorted fruit salad, all served in high-grade porcelain inlaid with gold and silver silk, as pleasing to the eye as artistic photos taken in magazines, which happen to be things that Ji Yao likes but can't afford Ingredients.

After tossing all morning, Ji Yao was already a little hungry, but he didn't have any appetite. He could barely eat half of it and couldn't eat any more. He had to apologize: "I'm sorry, I wasted so much food. Give me less next time."

Sophia asked: "Are these foods not to your taste? Please just order what you want to eat, and we will try our best to meet your needs."

Ji Yao hurriedly said: "No, these are already very good. I have never eaten such delicious food. It's just that I have a bad appetite and can't eat so much."

Sophia said reasonablely: "You are sick, it's normal that you can't eat, you don't have to blame yourself. But you are too thin, and someone will feel sorry for you. After you recover, you should eat more and gain some weight."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Ji Yao wondered, who would feel distressed?He didn't know anyone else in the palace at all.

Feeling sleepy after eating, Ji Yao couldn't help but yawned slightly after saying a few words.

"You rest, we are leaving first. There are four maids waiting outside your bedroom at any time. If you need anything, you can summon them, or you can just ring the bell and tell me."

"Thank you, everyone, for your hard work."

Sophia led the four maids out of the bedroom and gently closed the door.

Ji Yao returned to the bed and finally lay down relaxed.

This bedroom faces south and is located on the third floor. The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are not completely closed, and Ji Yao can just see a sky garden outside the window from Ji Yao's perspective.

The huge glass dome encloses countless rare and rare plants. It is so cold outside that the dripping water turns to ice, but the garden is warm as spring, colorful and colorful. The soothing and melodious music is faintly heard, so beautiful that it is so unreal that it almost makes people feel uneasy.

Just like Sophia and those maids, they were very polite and considerate to him, but Ji Yao was worried about whether his words and deeds were inappropriate and whether he would cause trouble to others.

The most confusing thing is Louis the Great himself. His attitude towards him is somewhat similar to that of Antonio and Eugene, but not exactly the same.

Ji Yao didn't know what purpose the emperor had brought him into the palace, and how he should face the most respected man on the planet.

Forget it, don't think so much, let's get some sleep first.

Ji Yao turned over and closed his eyes.

At the corner of the corridor, Louis stood in front of a still life painting hanging on the wall with a serious expression, seeming to admire and think deeply.

Hearing footsteps coming from that bedroom, he turned his head and asked Sophia who was walking towards him casually, "How is it?"

Sophia was dozens of years older than Louis, and she had served him since he entered the palace. She knew the emperor's care, but she didn't expose it. She replied: "Affected by the cold, Mr. Evans' appetite Not good, I only ate half of my lunch, and now I'm in bed."

Louis frowned slightly, "He was already thin and fell ill, how could his body be able to bear it after eating so little?"

"I've already persuaded you, and I hope the situation will improve after I recover from my illness in a few days." Sophia said with a hesitant look on her face, "Mr. Evans is very understanding, his words and demeanor make you feel refreshed, and he is a real gentleman. ,only……"

Louis was taken aback, "What's the matter? Is Yao not satisfied with anything?"

"Not at all." Sophia decided to tell the truth. Although Louis is two hundred years old, he is still a complete novice when it comes to love. There is some misunderstanding between Mr. Evans, but please forgive me, Mr. Evans' poor physical condition is only secondary, and the key is that he is nervous and depressed."

"According to my observation just now, Mr. Evans completely treats you as a stranger. No matter how nice you are to him, he will only feel pressured and become wary of you. Moreover, he is also very wary of the environment in the palace. I’m not used to it, I just didn’t want to embarrass everyone, so I didn’t say it in my heart. If this goes on for a long time, it will be detrimental to Mr. Evans’ physical and mental health, and it will not have a positive effect on the improvement of the relationship between you and him.”

Louis couldn't help frowning even tighter, and had to admit that Sophia's words hit the nail on the head. Although it was embarrassing, he confessed to this experienced older woman depressedly: "To tell you the truth, three months ago, I used Long Xing and A Yao lived intimately for three days, and then had to leave in a hurry. He still doesn't know that the black dragon is me, and it's inconvenient for me to tell him the truth right now, so... what do you think I should do? "

Sophia understood. She was very aware of the emperor's physical condition, and it was understandable to have such concerns. After all, she still cared too much about that black-haired boy.

It's great to be young, to like someone, even if you can't let the other person know your affection for the time being, the mood of being entangled in all kinds of entanglements and worrying about gains and losses just for one person is also very beautiful, which reminds people of their youthful age.

She couldn't help saying softly: "As a person who has experienced it, I will give you a mantra of eight characters: do what you like, and never regret it. To love him, you must respect him from the bottom of your heart, find out what he wants, and give him freedom and fullness. The right to choose. Given time, I think Mr. Evans will understand your good intentions and respond to you.

After all, Your Majesty, you are so attractive, it's hard not to fall in love with you. "

The corner of Louis's tight lips raised slightly after saying a word, "Thank you, I think I know what to do."

……

Ji Yao fell asleep for a long time, and when he woke up, the wristband showed four o'clock in the afternoon.

He stretched his waist and felt better, so he thought of going out for a walk.

Although the bedroom was large and beautiful, and a hundred times more advanced than the best room he had ever lived in, he would feel stuffy after staying for a long time.

As soon as the door was opened, a maid who was waiting by the side stepped forward and saluted him, "Mr. Evans, what are your orders?"

Ji Yao was embarrassed to trouble others, so he said no.

The maid asked again: "Then do you want some afternoon tea?"

"No thanks."

Ji Yao returned to the bedroom and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Did the emperor let these maids wait at his door to monitor his every move?I don't know if there are surveillance cameras installed in the bedroom.

He walked around the bedroom with some unease, looking at the ceiling with the crystal chandelier and the exquisite and elegant decorations on the wall. After a while, he decided not to speculate about Louis the Great maliciously. I don't think so, but I shouldn't do such a despicable and dirty thing.

Then he came to the window and looked down. If he went out of the window at night, would the alarm be triggered immediately, and a bunch of guards would come to catch him and turn him in front of the emperor?

It's better not to, the three-story building is quite high, and it's cold outside, if you accidentally fall, there will be no Aaron underneath to catch him...

When I was thinking wildly, suddenly something in my stomach moved slightly, like a marble rolling by, and grunted.

Ji Yao touched his slightly round abdomen in surprise, what happened just now?

Since spending half a month in the acclimatization period in City Z, Ji Yao's appetite has become bigger than before.He is born with a thin physique and it is not easy to gain fat, but after two months, a layer of fat has gradually accumulated in the waist and abdomen. There used to be a vest line, but now it has basically disappeared, but it is not obvious on the face. Even wearing a thick coat is completely invisible.

Ji Yao went back to the sofa and sat down, held his breath and put his palms on his stomach. After 2 minutes, there was no such strange movement again, and it was neither painful nor itchy, so he ignored it.

Probably because I ate too well at noon, my stomach is not adapted, and I am a little flatulent. Do I have to control my diet and exercise more in the future?

At this time, a middle-aged man in a white coat and carrying a medicine box appeared at the door, and bowed to Ji Yao, "Mr. Evans, I am Conrad, the imperial physician, and I am here to treat you at the order of Your Majesty." See a doctor."

"Please come in."

Ji Yao wanted to get up and greet him, but Conrad didn't dare to do it, and hurriedly said: "You can just sit on the sofa, you don't need to get up."

While talking, he took a quick glance at Ji Yao, marveling in his heart that what Brandon said was true, the one who could impress His Majesty's diamond heart was indeed a handsome and lovely young man, and then sat down opposite Ji Yao in a very professional manner , asked in a polite manner: "When did you start to feel unwell? What are the specific symptoms?"

Ji Yao replied: "Since the evening before yesterday, I have been sneezing, runny nose, a little afraid of the cold, and my appetite and energy are not good."

Conrad nodded, asked Ji Yao to open his mouth to look at his tongue coating and throat, then took out an infrared thermometer from the medicine box, measured it on Ji Yao's forehead, the temperature showed 366 degrees, and said: " Fortunately, I don’t have a fever, it looks like it’s just a common upper respiratory tract infection, I don’t need to take medicine for now, but keep warm, rest more, and drink plenty of water.”

This is the same as Ji Yao's self-judgment, "Okay, thank you."

"You are too polite, this is my duty." Conrad was flattered, and then took out a small hand-held blood collection device from the medicine box, "Also, Mr. Evans, I want to build a blood collection device for you. A medical file for a better grasp of your state of health requires a drop of blood from your finger, so I offend you, but it won't hurt at all."

This is a trivial matter, much simpler than Eugene's mysterious-sounding inspection, so Ji Yao stretched out his hand as he said.

Conrad put the blood collection device on his index finger, pressed the switch, the red light flashed, and the blood collection was completed, and he really didn't feel anything.

"Thank you for your cooperation. If you feel that your symptoms have worsened, please let me know at any time."

After packing up the medicine box, Conrad saluted Ji Yao again, and then withdrew.

When they left the bedroom and came to the corridor leading to the outer palace, there were muffled voices of discussion from a nearby side hall where the servants rested. Conrad paused and heard a few words.

"Is the person brought back by His Majesty at noon the spouse he mentioned that day, our future queen?"

"Impossible. I heard that the young man's name is Evans. There is no one in the upper class of the imperial capital with this surname."

"That's right, and he's still a man, and he can't give birth to cubs. Although he looks good, he's not that stunning. He's not as good as Allen, the young son of the Chancellor of the Exchequer's family. What does Your Majesty want from him?"

"It is said that she has a good temper and a well-behaved personality. Your Majesty may have taken a fancy to this, and brought her into the palace to play for two days to relieve boredom. If you want to be a queen, forget it. Let's talk about having a good pregnancy in the next life!"

Conrad sneered and shook his head, then coughed.

The side hall fell silent for a moment, and then several maids came out and saluted the chief physician of the court and the emperor's confidant, "Master Conrad, good day."

Conrad said with a deep face: "I would like to advise you, you can't respect the new Mr. Evans too much. I just heard what I just said. If it reaches His Majesty's ears, I'm afraid you can only I pray for a good birth in my next life.”

After finishing speaking, he left, leaving the pale-faced maids looking at each other in shock.