after the little prince got married

The day of participating in the perfect wedding of Miss Winnie and Mr. Berry ended with Ansai fleeing in despair. He locked himself in the bedroom, and even the maid who came to deliver the food could not be seen, and Auden never returned. Home.

Three days later, five different versions of the story have been circulated in the palace, each of which is very miserable. However, Ansai, who is one of the protagonists, is actually doing quite well.

He is very busy, busy with pharmacy.The special pharmacy in the royal palace is in the east, and there are few people on weekdays. Only two young apprentices of doctors will stay there for a few days on certain days.Ansai didn't have to go that far, though.Before getting married, Her Majesty the Queen knew that her future son-in-law loved reading and was proficient in potions, so she specially chose a bedroom for Auden near the library, and built a large study and a pharmacy room in the bedroom.The magic grass is complete, and the best equipment is used.

"It's best not to come back." Ansai sat on the big soft chair in the pharmacy, thinking blankly, "It's annoying to watch, and it will bother me."

He tidied up the messy medicinal materials piled up on the table, put them into the corresponding drawers, and then picked up a transparent glass bottle, which was filled with light blue liquid.He carefully swirled the bottle counterclockwise three times before placing it in an iron box filled with ice cubes.

It was already late at this time, and the big clock struck nine times, and the melodious sound of the bell spread along the top of the bell tower to all directions of the royal city.Ansai took off the pair of goggles on the bridge of his nose, stuffed them into a drawer, took off his protective clothing, and closed the door of the pharmacy.It was cold in the dormitory, but fortunately, a few maids walked by the window from time to time—it was time for them to go home at nine o'clock. Except for the night watch maid, the rest of the maids would go home together.These little girls who can finally rest after a day of work chatter about night markets and delicious suppers, making Ansai less lonely.

In order to recharge his batteries and attend Auden's wedding in the most energetic state, Ansai went to bed early these days, and Auden was not around, so he could place books everywhere and wear a thin pajamas casually , you can drink cold drinks and sit on the carpet in a daze.

What a happy day!After taking a bath, Ansai lay down in the center of the big bed, with his limbs spread out, and the quilt was randomly piled aside.In fact, he was not sleepy at all, but he couldn't think of any other entertainment except sleeping.

When he first got married, he wasn’t used to Matilda’s big meat—of course, he’s not completely used to it now, and he might still be a little unaccustomed to it. It worked.Therefore, when the night is quiet and when people go to bed, he always feels hungry. He tosses and turns for several days and is too hungry to sleep. Even if he manages to fall asleep, he always has dreams about cooking all kinds of fresh vegetables in the kitchen .Ansai thought that Auden would not find out, until one night, when he was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, he was dragged by his new husband to the back door of the palace.

That was the first time he had seen such a strange scene - if he had to choose a word to describe it, it might be... pyrotechnics.There are at least a hundred small carts with a roof lined up on the whole street, each of which sells different food. When they pass by, enthusiastic vendors will hold out spoons, forks, and small wooden sticks. Invite two to taste their own treats.

Oden took his hand and wandered down the street.That night, Ansai ate a long green vegetable that was roasted directly over the fire and sprinkled with various spices. It was the most delicious vegetable he had ever eaten in his life.

He recalled the moonlight that night, and the mortal world shrouded in pulsating brilliance, filled with mortal smoke, and thought of many people who had only met once, couldn't see their faces clearly, and passed by each other, and felt an inexplicable strangeness sad, and gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the moon was bright and clear, and in the dead of night, Ansai was awakened by a nightmare, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.He sat up suddenly, but his consciousness was not fully awake yet, he remembered something vaguely, and the next second his mind went blank again.His breathing was unsteady, he gasped a little, his heartbeat was too fast, and there was a slight tingling sensation in his temple and lower abdomen.

The light on the bedside table turned off at some point. After sitting for a while, he felt that he was too close to the bedside table. Only then did he realize that he had returned from the middle of the bed to the position where he usually slept, and the quilt was also in good order. The floor covers him, and the other side lays flat in Oden's place, as if his husband just went to the bathroom and will be back later.

Both darkness and night can make a person vulnerable.

Ansai lay back in the middle of the big bed, rolled the quilt into a ball, and hugged her tightly.When there is no one around, he is always too lazy to make facial expressions, and his desire to socialize is also very low. He can sit with a book of any type for an entire afternoon.Now he is lying on the bed, his consciousness is gradually waking up, he has no drowsiness, and he can't continue to fall asleep after changing two sleeping positions, so he has to get up from the bed and do something else.

Before going to sleep, he forgot to turn off the bedside lamp, and did not draw the curtains. Fortunately, a special dye was applied to the glass windows in the bedroom. People inside could see the outside, but they could only see their own shadow.Unexpectedly, Ansai went to the window. In fact, his original intention was just to look at the moon and the outline of the distant mountains dyed by the moonlight. But after a while, he found that there seemed to be people in the bushes not far away.

Is it an assassin?Or a thief sneaking in through the back door?There were several patrols in the palace, but he actually avoided them all. It seemed that he was still a master.A clump of small flames gathered in Ansai's palm, and he secretly carried it behind his back. If there was any rash action on the opposite side, the fireball would be launched instantly.

The man kept shaking his head, as if he was looking left and right, and after confirming that there was no patrol, he got out of the short bushes, hid behind a slender osmanthus tree, and looked around, looking not very smart.Ansai stared at him intently, with his free hand hanging down by his leg, clenched into a fist.

But in the next second, the suspected assassin accidentally stepped into the place where the moonlight fell, revealing Ansai's familiar, hated, and missed face.

It's Auden.

Ansai subconsciously wanted to close the curtains, but he didn't do it after all. Instead, he pretended not to notice anything, and crept back to the bed—although Auden definitely couldn't hear him.

But he still couldn’t fall asleep, and the more he lay down, the more awake he became, his back seemed to be being roasted by two scorching rays of light—it is said that if the outside of the house is darker than the inside, people outside can vaguely see the scene inside the house.Ansai was lying on Auden's position, almost bouncing off the mattress by his own heartbeat.

"It's so annoying!" He almost jumped up from the bed, strode to the window, didn't care if Auden would see him, he lay on the glass and looked out, but there was no one outside, Auden didn't know what Time has passed, but it seems that the scene just now is like a dream.

Ansai stood indifferently for a while, then drew the curtains, to isolate the cold moonlight, the gnawing cold wind, and thoughts from the outside of the house.

In the early morning—for Ansai, as long as the twelve o'clock bell did not strike, it was within the early morning range. The maid who came to deliver breakfast brought the news that "His Royal Highness's wedding will be postponed".

"Have you decided what date to push it to?" Ansai sat down and asked gently.

"Not yet." The maid shook her head, "His Royal Highness said that it will be postponed indefinitely, and he can finish it whenever he wants."

For the past few days, Mr. Aldrizzi, a poor homeless man, temporarily lives in a small hotel in front of the palace. During the day, he goes to the palace for meetings, reads documents, and sometimes reads letters from various countries; at night, he eats supper and drinks fruit wine. , sometimes slipped outside the bedroom and peeked in the window secretly—although he just couldn't see anything.

In fact, after his father left, all the documents fell on Auden's shoulders. He was so busy that he often stayed up all night just to clean up the documents.Before leaving, his father told him that he would be very busy when he first took over the official duties, but as long as he survived this period, he would gradually relax.

As for when you can rest?nowhere in sight.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, he had just woken up, and he didn't have time for breakfast. There were two cold sandwiches on the coffee table, and he would eat them later when he walked into the palace.

When the meeting was about to end, a minister who couldn't remember his name asked him, "When is your highness going to hold the wedding?"

"In a few days." He said vaguely, "Not ready yet."

Auden didn't want to marry a concubine at all, his husband should be Ansai alone.Now that he has passed the age of impulsiveness, maybe tonight is a good time to go back to the bedroom—apologize, be more sincere, at worst, kneel down and beg for mercy, and hug those slender and clean legs by the way... ···As long as there is no third person present, Ansai can do whatever he wants.

In fact, when he was hiding outside the bedroom last night, when he saw the red fire, Auden almost wanted to rush in regardless, put Ansai on the bed, and put him to sleep.That sleepy little villain—even the symptom of illness is lethargy, and there is never a time when he can't sleep in the middle of the night.

At lunch, however, he saw a man taking two wives out to dinner, and he recalled what Ansai had said.That was too hurtful, like the sharpest knife, mercilessly across Auden's heart, causing him pain and bleeding.

In such a tangled mood, Auden lived for nine days unknowingly.Even though he was instructed to prepare for the wedding with the most serious attitude and the slowest speed, Mr. Hilbert, the first internal affairs officer of the palace, still led his team and completed the task of arranging the wedding scene excellently.

"This marriage cannot be concluded, let them change it to another ball." Auden threw away the last document, and picked up a letter from the old king that had just arrived.

He looked at it for a while, his brows became more and more wrinkled, his eye sockets gradually turned red, he clenched his back teeth, so hard that the muscles on his face were twitching.

In just one letter, he seemed to have become another person. Sadness and unwillingness converged at the same time, and at the same time, there was useless anger.

"Don't go yet." He called the maid, tapping his pen on the table, "Tell Mr. Hilbert that the wedding will be held tomorrow...don't invite too many guests...and don't make a fuss Tell the princess."

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Come on, fill up the word count.Tomorrow's wedding has a surprise hee hee hee.

感谢在2020-07-2200:44:51~2020-07-2223:54:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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