after the little prince got married

The old servant stood guard outside the study for more than half an hour. During the period, he heard the sound of falling stools, slaps, the king's screams, the king's laughter and other strange sounds. He immediately felt that it must be very exciting inside. , but I have long made up and directed a good show in my heart, and I have had a good time.

Just when he imagined His Highness Ansair and the king launching an attack, wrestling together, destroying the world, killing his father and taking eggs, the door was suddenly knocked open, His Highness was pale, covered half of his face, and stumbled ran out.He glanced at it twice, then went into the study, waiting for the king's order.

The study room was not as messy as imagined. Braderick III was sitting behind the desk reading, with a bit of joy on his face. The old servant was really curious, so he thought about it and said: "The child left crying."

In fact, he didn't cry, but His Majesty the King never cared about it anyway.

"He's still young." The king replied nonchalantly, paused, and then said with a smile, "I always said the answer is in the book, and now it seems that this sentence is correct."

Ansai walks through the walls covered with oil paintings of members of the Braderick family. All the figures in each painting are pale and expressionless, as if mourning the imminent death of this descendant.He couldn't help thinking of the moth in the wagon, trapped in a web of slime, immobilized, sucked dry by spiders, and dying in a corner no one knew about until the wagon was destroyed, the web shattered, and in the end there was nothing but loathing People still remember.

It was not until evening that Auden came back from the library.He was holding a few books with no names on the covers, and was quite reluctant to part with them, but Ansai had no energy left to meddle in other people's affairs. He sat upright on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, and he could even hold a book in his hand. Turning the page after a fixed time, no one could see that he was in a daze.

Of course Auden couldn't see it, he happily entered the room, put the book in the suitcase, pulled the draft paper on the bedside table, and said to Ansai: "You didn't come back at noon, I was having lunch Time has set a time for the return journey, and when Bolton comes back, probably the day after tomorrow, we will leave immediately, what do you think?"

— Bolton is the valet in charge of purchasing.

"Okay," Ansai said.

Only then did Auden realize that his heart wasn't listless, so he walked towards Ansai: "What's the matter? Can't bear to stay here?"

Ansai felt as if he had smiled, and he turned the page of the book again, and saw that there were messy symbols drawn on it.

"Okay dear." Oden patted his head, his movements were extremely gentle, "Go home first, there will be plenty of opportunities to come back later." He didn't want to answer, or he didn't know how to answer the conversation at all, so he had to choose to change the subject , casually found something trivial, and asked, "What have you been doing in Library Pavilion these days? I have never seen you work so hard in Matilda."

I thought that Auden would not answer, and had already planned the next round of topics to be around the snow mountain, but the other party was very frank, and directly confessed: "I want to find information about your physique."

Ansai was stunned for a moment: "What kind of physique?"

"It's the physique of male pregnancy. It's quite special. At least Matilda doesn't have it. I searched the books at home, but I couldn't find any records. There were only a few sentences mentioned in a few novels, all of which were Quotation, couldn't find the source, so I tried my luck in Fredka, and who knows where I can't find it here, it's strange."

"It's rare for me to be like this in Fredka." Ansai's tone was light, "there is only one doctor in the whole country, and my father doesn't want to waste manpower and resources on researching such impractical things. He told me the best way to give birth , die if you can't give birth, he never lacks children."

Auden couldn't hold back, and cursed "Bastard" in a low voice. After finishing the curse, he quickly and covertly took a peek at Ansai, held his hand tightly, and said he would protect him.

"It's a big deal that we don't have any children. There are many heirs to choose from. Diana just gave birth and is a strong boy. George's family also has two little princesses, who are very good..."

"You just said that His Highness George has a child?" Ansai asked with a frown.

"They are a pair of intelligent twins, they are so cute. The only fly in the ointment is that George refuses to tell us who the child's mother and concubine are."

"All in all——" Oden grabbed Ansai's hand and placed it on his chest. It was warm to the touch and his heart was beating strongly, "His Royal Highness Ansair, your safety is the most important thing for the entire Mandel family. one thing."

For a moment, he was about to tell Auden all about his father's plan, but he didn't say anything until the last moment. He really didn't know what to do.

That night, Ansai hardly closed his eyes.Tomorrow came quickly, and the sky changed from darkness to darkness in an instant. Fredka was always in a state of continuous rain. After the rain, thousands of miles were frozen, and even the sunlight turned blue.He was lying on his side on the uncomfortable big bed, with his back against Oden, separated only by two layers of pajamas.

Before dawn, a few people walked past the corridor from time to time, probably maids who got up early to do things.Since Auden came over, his father never asked him to "chat in the early morning". After a while, he heard a faint dance music. It was the band rehearsing and preparing for tonight.

He suddenly wanted to live, and desperately went to see if tomorrow would be a sunny day.He remembered that a long time ago, it was also such a vague weather without rain and not clear, and there was no such a big bed, and the carpet with "Ansair" embroidered on the upper right corner was still there, and he knelt on the blanket , with a tall stack of books beside him.A book, probably a history book of some country, was spread out on a blanket, and with a quill, on every page that was turned at random, it was written frantically: "Fredka's The No. 12 queen is called Brenda Braderick."

After her mother died, her father did not allow her to be included in the genealogy, let alone be buried in the royal cemetery in Fredka, and no one in the whole country could mention her name.On the wish list written by Ansai when he was 13 years old, the first item was "I hope the tombstone of the queen mother can return to the family cemetery".

He has written a wish list for many years, and every year is the same. Every year, none of them are fulfilled, and he burns it when he finishes writing it.

Before the clock struck six o'clock, Oden had already woken up. The couple rarely saw each other at such an early moment, and they felt very fresh for a while.

"Sleep a little longer, it's still early." Oden's voice was still nasal and a little hoarse, "The eyes are so red, did you not sleep well last night?"

In fact, Fredka's official wake-up time is 05:30, with His Majesty the King taking the lead and others following. It can only be early or late, but this rule does not apply to other countries except Fredka.

Ansai said, "I can't sleep."

His hair is soft, like a human being. When he was hugged in his arms, it was only a small bunch, and he was so thin that he could touch every bone.Auden once disliked him, not only because the right to choose a marriage partner was taken away.He lives in a rich country where he can get everything he wants easily, has a gentle mother and a strict father, has younger siblings who adore him, and has a lot of love.So he couldn't understand why Ansai was always full of lies, indifferent and arrogant, and didn't care about anyone.

So he pretended to be gentle, didn't even bother to go on a honeymoon trip, and used some childish tricks and boring love words to perfunctory, even though he had done the most intimate thing, he still refused to embrace and sleep.

But he couldn't help being attracted.

He was getting deeper and deeper, and couldn't find the reason, he could only tell himself that it was because the atmosphere was just right every time.Compromise was expected, a choice that was known to be made.

"Let me change him," Oden said to himself, "I can make him better."

Only now did he realize how stupid his thoughts were. The little prince was just the little prince. He was indifferent, arrogant, and insecure. The only remaining relationship with his brothers and sisters was competition. One choice, the only way to know the outside world is through books.

Auden couldn't imagine how frightened the little prince must have been when he first arrived in Matilda.

"Well, I'll tell you a story, maybe you will get sleepy after listening to it." Auden said, he slowly moved his head to Ansai's pillow, and managed to see half of the pink neck, "When I was young, my favorite thing was to listen to my mother's bedtime stories, and she would pat me on the back like this."

As he said that, Oden's hands had already covered Ansai's back. In order to maintain this posture, they separated a little. Oden's palms were very hot, and even the skin touched by him gradually became hot.

He began to pat Ansai's back lightly, just like a mother coaxing a child to sleep, he opened his lips against Ansai very slowly, and then closed them again very slowly, the deep voice almost echoed Ansai's bones and skin As a medium, it slipped into his ear and stimulated his eardrum.

Without too much hesitation, Auden started the story with a very tacky beginning: "A long time ago, there was a very loving king and his wife, but the queen had no children, so she prayed to the goddess of the four seasons, hoping to have A child of her own. Later, she did have a child, but died of dystocia on the day she gave birth to the child."

Ansai did not speak, he nestled in Auden's arms, his legs were slightly curled up, his hands were folded, and they were stretched under the pillow, but Auden knew that he was not as nervous as he looked, and he was probably listening carefully, so he continued to say : "The queen gave birth to a very beautiful little prince. His hair was black, his eyes were also white, and his complexion was white, just like our Highness Ansair. Not long after, the old king married a new queen. The queen also has two sons, let's call them... the eldest prince and the second prince."

He felt that the breathing of the person in his arms became smoother, and he should have fallen asleep, so he withdrew his hand and hugged the person tighter, preparing to sleep together for a return to the cage.

Two minutes later, the little prince turned around and faced Auden face to face, with a troubled face, biting his lip, and frowning slightly, like a little boy who was unhappy because he couldn't hear the full story.

"So... what happened to the new queen?"

The author has something to say:

Ansai: You think too much!I am not afraid!