after the little prince got married

As a newlywed, Auden rarely saw the little prince smile. He was always so reserved and proud. His delicate face was covered with a layer of frost all the year round, like a statue carved out of ice and snow.At this moment, his heart suddenly softened. Wangcheng still retained the kind and lively appearance he remembered more than ten years ago. Leaning against a holly tree, the leaves rustled, which made Oden suddenly want to listen, so the question buried in his heart poured out: "What about you?" Ask, "Did anything interesting happen when you were a kid?"

The little prince pinned the hair that fell on the left cheek to the back of his ears. His ears were pointed, much like the ears of elves in legends, but not so long. The earlobes were small, not without them, revealing some faint red. "It's nothing." He lowered his head slightly, and then quickly straightened his neck. "In Fredka, underage princes sneak out of the palace because of fun, and very few of them can come back."

Auden suddenly lost interest in continuing the conversation, so he replied: "Maybe it's too cold there." The little prince shrugged, and even shook the hand that led the two of them together. Only then did they realize that from just now until now, they have been holding hands, and neither of them thought of letting go of each other.

It wasn't supposed to be like this, it was beyond expectations, it didn't fit the bill, it wasn't the right time, it wasn't the right place.But I don’t know when or why, the two lips still gently fell together, the cold and hot breath blended together, like the wind at the intersection of spring and winter, like the beach with high tide in the evening, like the tree in Grant Manor that will never bear fruit. Fruit-bearing pomegranate tree.

For as long as time goes on, it is too short to compare with the glimpse of the Lord God. The sun has set in the west, and the lovers have been reluctant to leave for a long time, so they take advantage of this drowsy twilight to wander on the street.There is a lot of traffic, and the hawkers are shouting in a long voice. The long street is covered with a thin layer of yellow. In the distance is the orange sky and the fiery red sun. Ansai can't go to the place.

He suddenly felt that spending the last few decades of his life in such a warm place was actually a good choice.This feeling came suddenly and lasted for a long time. His brain was a little drowsy under the continuous exposure of hormones and sunlight, so he fell asleep early when he returned home, forgetting everything.

This is the first time he has had such a peaceful sleep since he came here. There is no turmoil and gunfire before going to bed, no seemingly invisible snoring, no sudden yelling in the corridor, and he is as peaceful as if overnight. Dilda was destroyed.So Ansai naturally had a dream in such a quiet environment.Some dreams are memories and some dreams are creations, and tonight was the former, and he felt himself shaking, young Belika in a beautiful red dress—he had never seen her in bright colors before, Sitting next to me humming a song softly.

It took Anse a lot of effort to move his heavy head, and he looked around to make sure he was in a room in Fredka's palace, surrounded by the same wooden railings and his small hands, all of this Show it: Right now, he's just a baby in a cradle.Only then did he realize that there was a woman sitting on the carpet in front of him on the left. She had a pale complexion, and the crown representing the identity of a queen was pressing on her long black and thick hair.Her eyelashes are very long, and the profile of her face is very similar to Belika.Ansai could hardly breathe, and all his theories and self-comfort were useless after seeing the real person. Even though reason told him "others should look forward" and told him "you are just dreaming", he was still a little bit heavier. I didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that a little carelessness would blow away the beautiful picture in front of me.

He almost fell into this dream.

When he wakes up, he just remembers the feeling, like green apples in early summer, or honey prunes in glass jars, or anything sweet with a bit of bitterness, and he doesn't know what it's like , I had to sit on the bed blankly, listening to the not so gentle breathing of the people around me.He felt a little tired, his neck was numb, maybe the height of the pillow was too high, this was a big deal, Ansai made a silent note of it in his heart, and planned to call the maid to come over and change it at dawn.He glanced at his sleeping husband again. The distance between the two was not too far, but not close enough either.His husband had a handsome enough face-enough to attract most people easily.Now, that lovely face was wrinkled from sleep, and her beautiful blond hair was messed up like a handful of straws.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago at a certain festival in Fredka, the national teacher told his fortune for him, talking about the love part.The thin, slender, red-haired man with vicissitudes of life let his body sink deeply into the chair, without sadness or joy, and stated in a very light tone: "This is a story of luck and ups and downs."

The early spring wind seeped into the room through the gaps in the windows, shaking the bed curtain slightly.The moonlight was no longer so bright, but the gardener, who was used to getting up first, remained silent.Ansai slowly lay down on the bed, he thought a lot, but it seemed like he hadn't thought about anything, many things that were taken for granted were knotted and turned into a mess.It's just that Oden's body temperature is getting higher and higher, and the temperature that Ansai can feel is becoming more and more obvious.He told himself that you should stay far away, but he involuntarily stretched out his hand in the direction of the other person until it was only one finger away from that person's hand.He didn't quite understand what was going on, so he blamed everything on "fever" and told himself that he would call the doctor later.

Ansai fell asleep again amidst wild thoughts.When he woke up, he was fortunate enough to see the turmoil that was rarely seen in the palace that had stood in the royal city of Matilda for hundreds of years.No one drew the curtains, and the room was a little dark.Her Majesty the Queen, who was supposed to be sitting in the garden drinking tea leisurely, was standing anxiously in front of the bed, holding a small reddish-brown clay pot in her hand.Not far behind her, Auden was pacing back and forth along a fixed track, his face didn't have much expression, he looked very careless, but the not too deep gully between his eyebrows exposed The anxiety in his heart at the moment.The long sleep and low blood pressure briefly took away Ansai's ability to think. For a long time, he could only lie in a daze between the soft mattress and quilt with his eyes half-opened, until a hot-tempered maid fell in the garden. He fell down and let out a loud "Oops" before he barely recalled his soul.For a moment, he almost wondered if he had traveled to the time after the birth of the child overnight, and he was just a pregnant woman who could not see the light and needed to cultivate, and could be infected with various strange and sudden diseases at any time and die easily.

The queen had been watching his movements, and was the first person in the room to notice his natural awakening. She exclaimed in surprise: "Auden, he's awake! He's not dead!"

Before his slow-witted husband could react, there were congratulations one after another in the garden. From the corner of his eyes, Ansai saw the man who was walking out holding the suona froze for a moment, and then went back the same way—it seems, No matter which country you are in, suona is the royal musical instrument for funerals.He wanted to laugh a little, but felt it was inappropriate, so he sat up and asked softly, "What time is it now?"

The room was still dim, and a maid came in with a candle and lit the lamps. Ansai sat up too quickly, and his eyes were dark, but he tried his best to keep his face as if nothing had happened. Seeing no one answered, he asked again. Again, this time he added an honorific: "What time is it now? What time is it?"

Auden's two legs remained in the walking posture, but in fact he had been fixed in place for three or four minutes. Since Ansai woke up to now, the expression on his face has not changed, but He was the first to react, and he told Ansai: "The clock has just passed six o'clock."

"It's not too late."

At first, Ansai thought that the clock had just rung at six o'clock in the morning, but soon he realized something was wrong.When he racked his brains, he couldn't convince himself why the sun at six o'clock in the morning was on the western horizon even though the curtains were not drawn.He was a little dazed and dizzy, especially after hearing the Queen's gentle reassurance—the other party smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, it's our false alarm. After all, if Auden got drunk the day before, the next day He also didn't wake up until after four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was the last person to wake up in the whole palace at that time, but I and his father agreed that he would feel better."

Congratulations to Auden, now that he is no longer the most bedridden man in the palace, the winner has been replaced by his new husband, a lazy, lethargic, grumpy moron.

"You even lost your breath just now!" Auden rushed to Ansai's bed, waving his smooth and beautiful arms, shouting, "Your face is as pale as plaster, and your body is also very stiff. I don't know you What, I was just out for a trip. We almost had a funeral!"

Ansai thought it was entirely possible for them to hold the funeral like a masquerade ball, but he just explained plainly: "That's right, if our people sleep for more than ten hours, they will automatically enter a "hibernation" state. But it’s not that you don’t breathe, the movement is very small, and you may have overlooked it. I’m sorry for causing everyone a false alarm and wasting a day.”

The queen folded her hands in front of her chest. Even after hearing such horrific news, she still kept a gentle smile on her face. She leaned closer and gently stroked Ansai's hair, as if the one lying on this bed was hers. Like his own son, those dark blue eyes that were exactly the same as Auden did not reveal even the slightest bit of negative emotion. "It's all right, my child," she said. "Your husband is worried about you, and so are we. I hope this will not be a burden on your body, and I wish you good dreams tonight."

When she said these words, Auden was standing beside him. He had calmed down, and the happy expression returned to the young man's face. This was perhaps the first time in his life that was always smooth sailing. This twist, although it did not cause any real harm, was enough to make him panic.Obviously, he was not fully prepared, did not have a calm mind, and did not have mature countermeasures.But he still has a long time to learn how to deal with all the good and bad stuff, and that "long time" overlaps with Anse's future.

There is still a long way to go, and there are many difficulties, but there are also many ways to solve it.

Maybe look forward to it.

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In fact, it's a bit sweet to me