after the little prince got married

When they returned home, they saw the old king standing in front of the palace gate, wearing armor and fully armed, only showing a pair of stern and profound eyes, only this one person, but he had the aura of a thousand troops.

The little prince found that things were a bit tricky, and he asked Auden: "Will the father beat people?"

"It's hard to say." Auden walked in front of him, blocked him, and said, "But when he puts on the armor, he usually cuts one knife at a time."

Oh, His Royal Highness Dis Morton Braderick III certainly didn't expect that just five weeks after he took great pains to send his son to marry him, his son would destroy the country by himself.Thinking of this, Ansai almost laughed out loud. In this short 100-meter journey, he came up with ten different endings about himself, all of which were more cruel than the same.

But none of them guessed the idea of ​​the old king.

"You are back!" The current ruler of Matilda breathed a sigh of relief. He took off his helmet and hugged it in his arms, with a faint smile in his eyes. If he ignores his armor, then he The image almost overlaps with a kind old man holding his grandson, "I thought you were captured by the enemy country and were preparing to go to war."

Ansai came out from behind Oden dejectedly, and solemnly apologized to the old king, saying that he blew up the bedroom, but he could fix it.He didn't know if the old king believed him or not, but seeing the old king's hesitation and staring at Auden, he knew that the other party probably didn't listen to him, and he held everything to Auden on the head.

The old king's punishment was that he was not allowed to move.So they had to sit in the open-air restaurant for dinner. The maid couldn't push the dining cart, so they had to change the dining tray and put the freshly made hot beef soup on the ground.Auden squatted in a small area between the wood and marble, holding a bowl to drink soup quietly, Ansai lost his appetite, and used magic to throw the wood into the sky, and when it was about to fall on Auden's head, he threw it again. It tosses up.He felt that the appearance of Oden squatting on the ground eating was very similar to the peasants working in the manors in XXX County, but he didn't want to fight again for the time being, so he could only play in silence by throwing logs.

"Can you really fix a house?" Auden asked him.

Ansai was distracted, and the piece of wood "slapped" on Oden's upturned forehead, then rolled over the bridge of his nose and lips, and finally fell into the soup bowl.His lips are very thin, the color is light pink, and it feels cool to the touch, but his breath is hot when he gets close, but at this moment, the wind is blowing and the rain is pouring, it is really not a good time.

Besides, the party was just around the corner.

When he calmed down, he couldn't help thinking, who was that person he saw and felt when Auden held his hand, kissed him, and hugged him to sleep?

He didn't think it was fair, but if Alden wanted to kiss him, he would still close his eyes.

"I can fix it," he said to Auden. "It might take a few days. Do you have somewhere to go?"

Auden asked him back: "Do you have a place to go?"

Ansai said yes, because he felt that he could sleep in any room in Zangshu Pavilion, and there must be a room where the librarian himself used to rest.Auden put the bowl at his feet and told him that he had nowhere to go. His poor appearance gave Ansai the illusion that Auden was actually a prince married from afar, and he was unfamiliar with everyone except her husband. There is nowhere to stay outside the bedroom.He had no choice but to prop up a small barrier in the bed area, just enough to accommodate two people, and asked the maid to bring clean sheets and quilt covers, and then sat on the bed with Auden to study how to quickly spell out a barrier that could accommodate two people. s room.Both of them put on their pajamas and covered them with quilts. They looked clean and decent, but the surrounding walls were not as high as the bed.

While laying a long piece of wood on top of the bricks and keeping it balanced, Ansai asked Auden in a low voice, "Will you talk like your father when you succeed to the throne?"

Auden also answered him quietly: "No, the grammar is too difficult, and the vocabulary is too old." He looked at the little prince's rarely smiling face, and added, "I'm afraid the queen won't understand."

In the second half of the night, the rain gradually subsided, and the surroundings could not be seen, only the enchantment exuded a sudden white light. Matilda's night was always noisy, and the sound of the rain became quieter, and the insects gradually became more eager. , These unknown bugs held back for most of the night, finally found a chance, and came out of the dark one after another.Ansai was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, and he was sitting on the bed and building bricks boringly. If he thought about it, he actually had ten thousand ways to quickly restore the palace to its original state. reluctant.Under such noise, Oden still leaned on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze. His sleep quality has always been so good, which is what Ansai envied him most.

He patted Auden on the face and asked softly, "Are you asleep?" The young husband didn't respond, like a dead pig.Not long after, he asked again: "Are you asleep?" This time the other party moved, and Oden raised his right hand and gave himself a very light slap, then grunted twice and fell silent again.This amused the little prince, and he decided to write it down in his diary at dawn - Ansai had a habit that lasted for many years, every evening, he would write down his boring day in the diary Let those off-white paper and black words string into a long series of boring diaries.He leaned close to Oden's neck and smelled the familiar lemon scent there, and then moved his lips to Oden's lips. It's true, unlike every story that has a nice twist.

When kissing him, Ansai felt bitter. He opened his eyes and observed her husband's thick golden eyelashes closely. Oden's lips were still so cold, but this was the only place where Ansai could get a little warmth. He just let the two The lips touched briefly, and after he felt that was enough, he left soberly and quickly.Ansai rested his chin on Auden's chest. In the boundless darkness and amidst the hustle and bustle, he could clearly hear the heartbeat of the other party—it was so strong and powerful enough to maintain Matilda's prosperity for another 100 years.Only then did he realize that he had been away from Fredka for a month and that there would be little chance of going back for the rest of his long life.Those blizzards, the snow-capped mountains that you can easily see from your bedroom window, or anything else that exists only at home, will only remain in the past from now on.He felt that oppressive loneliness again, even lying in Auden's arms.

He thought of Auden's embrace with the strange woman at the party, and even from this angle he could see the window of the living room, where a bouquet of withered roses was taped to it.The picture of them embracing each other is a thorn in Ansai's heart, precisely finding the most painful point in his heart, and piercing into the deepest place at a vertical angle.

When he woke up in the morning, Auden told Ansai that he had had nightmares all night, but this did not earn Ansai's sympathy. On the contrary, Ansai gloated and announced that he would use his heart as a pillow in the future.The poor husband dared not speak out, so he squeezed a big pile of toothpaste in the bathroom and brushed his teeth surrounded by the morning breeze and a few bees that came from nowhere.

Ansai moved half of his body to the place where Auden had been lying, and complained to Auden with an aggrieved voice and expression: "I'm so scared, it's too dark here, I didn't sleep all night last night." He didn't know if the other party heard , but Auden didn't respond, so he stopped, lying on the bed listlessly, and fixed the laid bricks with magic.

He told the old king he would fix the house, and he did it literally—gluing back broken glass, joining broken logs, and stacking bricks into strange shapes, as if putting together a jigsaw puzzle at will.Auden changed his clothes in a corner with barely three walls, and said to Ansai: "I have something to do today, and I need to go out." No one paid attention to him, so he stood there waiting for a while, and asked, " Do you want to come together?" There was no reluctance in his tone, as if if Ansai said "yes" or just nodded, he would sit on the broken sofa that was only half left, waiting Ansai got up, washed, changed his clothes, and then went out to do errands together.But Ansai still felt that he didn't want to take him with him, so he answered in the negative.

Before leaving home, Auden stood in front of the broken wooden door that was forced into the door frame and said to Ansai, "Ruth is back, that librarian." He opened the door with a lot of leeway because of his size. It was too high and almost hit the deformed door frame, and then he tried to close the door, but this time he failed, and the door slammed heavily at his feet, leaving a trail of dust on the spotless leather shoes.

Although there was no meal last night, Ansai still had no appetite when he woke up.A maid with short red hair lays out fried eggs and sausages on a table fixed at 01:30 a.m., a little closer to the bed because it was so dark last night.Before the maid could put everything in its proper place, the knife slipped from the sloping table and fell to the floor, but was quickly replaced with a new one.Ansai ate half an omelette, and maybe a few mouthfuls of milk, and then he looked unconsciously over the jar of peanut butter and saw two walls at a sixty-degree angle, which made him look a bit depressed.He put down the cutlery and walked gloomily towards the wall, where the poor knife slipped off the table again, a portent of disaster, for the whole table collapsed behind him.

He walked in the direction of the clothes drying table. It is now five past eight in the morning, the sun is not too glaring, and it illuminates everything around it brightly. At this time, there are almost no people on the clothes drying table, only occasionally. The maid who gets the sheets changed.

The author has something to say:

Let’s pretend that we have toothpaste, mirrors, glass, soap, etc. in this era.