Royal Alchemist

"What did you call me?" Safirol retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and stood up gracefully.

Qiu Ye blinked a few times, and her brain slowly woke up from sleep.

Qi Yakang is the person he has been infatuated with for many years. He finally mustered up the courage to confess to him but was ruthlessly rejected. But he never expected that when he closed his eyes and opened them again, he would appear in front of him.

But if you take a closer look, something is wrong. This man with luxurious clothes and elegant temperament, who looks exactly like Qi Yakang, has soft flaxen hair and beautiful amber eyes.

Qiu Ye propped up half of his body, but because he hadn't moved his limbs for a long time, he couldn't use his strength all of a sudden. Safirol stepped forward to help him, and he barely sat on the bed.

The quilt on the body is soft and silky, the crystals in the room are gorgeous and bright, the oil paintings on the wall are rich and colorful, and the magnificent decoration is magnificent.

"Where is this?" Qiuye asked incredulously.

"This is the palace," Safirol said.

palace?Woke up and ran to the palace?

"Then who are you?" Qiuye stared at him blankly.

Safirol was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently: "Don't you remember me? I'm Safirol."

Qiu Ye slowly turned his face and looked at the reflection on the window. This face was both unfamiliar and familiar. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were pleasing to the eye. He was clearly 23 or four years old. He murmured: "Then who am I?"

Safirol pressed his hand and said softly: "I'm afraid you are sleepy, don't worry, I will ask the doctor to check you again, and you can rest in the palace."

Qiu Ye lowered her head and stared at his broad hands, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.Obviously the person in front of him looks the same as the person he has liked for a long time, he should be very happy to treat him so tenderly, and he should respond immediately, but why can't he help but have the urge to stay away?

He slowly withdrew his hand and stuffed it into the quilt. Safirol's palm felt cold, but he didn't take it seriously: "What do you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen make it for you."

After a lot of effort, he finally figured it out. He crossed over to a 24-year-old young man named Qiu Ye. There was a complete blank for eight years, and then he spent a lot of time understanding the meaning of this world. worldview.

But he felt vaguely that it should not be blank, but that many things had happened, but the memory in his brain seemed to be isolated and could not be touched.

What the hell is going on?Qiu Ye remained calm on the surface, but she was always thinking about it in her heart.

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It has been a while since he woke up from his stupor, and every day he would go to the garden of the palace to disperse, because his body was not able to do strenuous exercise, so he could only slowly recover his physical strength by dispersing.

The tulips in the garden were blooming just right, and large tracts of flowers paved the way of flowers, like strong colorful paintings, bright and moving.

Qiu Ye wandered around for a while and saw Safirol coming towards the sun, the jewels on his clothes glistened in the sun, followed by two maids, one carrying black tea and the other carrying exquisite pastries.

"The sun is too strong today, don't stay outside for too long, and you need to recover slowly." Safirol smiled under the light, "Have some afternoon tea together?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." Qiu Ye leaned forward, "It just so happens that I also have something to ask Your Highness."

Safirol seemed in a good mood, and pointed to the gazebo under the shade: "Let's go and sit there."

The maid arranged the afternoon tea in a well-trained manner, and quietly exited the gazebo, leaving Qiuye and Safirol alone.

Safirol pushed a plate of pudding in front of Qiuye: "Try and see the craftsmanship of the pastry chef in the palace."

Qiu Ye took a sip, the milk was rich, tender and refreshing: "It's delicious."

Safirol smiled and said, "I think I ordered the pastries you and your friends sold at school a few times. The taste is also very good, but they are so popular that I don't even get special treatment."

"I also sold pastries?" Qiu Ye desperately searched for memories, but found nothing.

"Yes, it's really a pity that the shop was closed because of the suspension of study and recuperation." Seeing Qiuye still trying to remember, Saffirol persuaded, "Don't think about it, in fact, the previous memories are hard to recall. It doesn't matter, you're still young."

Akiba glanced at Safirol, squinted and smiled noncommittally.

"By the way, I see that you are in good spirits today. There is a banquet tonight. Are you interested in attending?"

"Yes, of course. I'm bored to death all day now." Qiu Ye replied without thinking, "What kind of banquet is it?"

Safirol put down the small silver spoon and wiped his mouth gracefully: "Our imperial army won another battle, and the banquet tonight is to celebrate his victory. You have known each other before, I think your appearance will definitely Makes him happy."

Feng Qi, who had just returned to the Imperial Star at night, managed to finish his military affairs, and the car that was going to take him to the Triumph Dinner had been waiting downstairs for a long time.

He turned off the optical brain, pinched the center of his brows, and couldn't hide his tiredness.

The continuous expeditions had exhausted him both physically and mentally. There was not a day when he was able to sleep peacefully while leading the troops. Now he really wanted to find a bed and lie down and sleep until he was in the dark.

But no, there is still a banquet waiting for him, and he wants to deal with so many people at the dinner, which makes him feel even more tired.

Seeing his gloomy face, Lu Ting worried about his physical condition: "Why don't I go and ask for leave for you, just say that you are unwell and unable to attend the dinner party."

Although Feng Qi really didn't want to go, there was no resistance on his stern face: "I have to go to my triumphant dinner."

Lu Ting sighed. He understood Feng Qi's current situation very well. On the one hand, he was invincible, and he was promoted to a major general. His limelight was unrivaled, and even most generals of the older generation could only hold his own. The more famous people are, the more people are jealous. On the other hand, although the empire is very dependent on him and his legion, he does not seem to be loved by the royal family. A little omission like a needle point will be cited. I don’t know how many people are waiting behind the scenes. Watch the joke.

Therefore, he is becoming more and more cautious, everything needs to be perfect, if he still misses this kind of dinner specially organized for him, I am afraid that there will be rumors about Major General Feng Qi being arrogant and conceited that night. Feng Qi never does things that are talking.

When Fenglai arrived at the banquet hall, the dinner party had already started. Most of the banquet hall was filled with soldiers in military uniforms. The vast sea of ​​iron gray was full of chilling feeling. Even if there was beautiful music echoing in the hall, it was impossible to Dilute its killing spirit.

As soon as he entered the hall, everyone's eyes were on him. There were admiration, disdain, and jealousy, but no matter what kind of eyes they were in, they were all hidden in the deepest part, and they lined up to congratulate and toast him.

After Feng Qi met Emperor Ulysses, he returned to the crowd and responded one by one. He was able to handle people with different attitudes.

After a round of toasting, the people around him finally dispersed, because they drank so much wine without eating, and felt extremely uncomfortable in their stomach, so they reluctantly ate some fruit.

The shoulder suddenly became heavy, and a person pressed his shoulder hard, Feng Qi looked back, it was You Zixun.

He was even more handsome than when he was a student, his wine red hair was very dazzling and suave.

"You look so bad, drink some milk." You Zixun stuffed a cup of hot milk.

"Thank you." Feng Qi took a few sips, feeling a little better in his stomach.

You Zixun leaned against him resolutely, and said with emotion: "Oh, I'm annoyed even if you call me, but who made you the God of War?"

Feng Qi's smile was extremely bitter.

Only God knows, at this time in his previous life, he had made a name for himself in another way, leading a group of desperadoes to kill all the dragonmen in the remote areas of the empire, but he never expected that he would still serve the Solomon family in this life. Working hard, it is ridiculous to be a major general of his family. Although it looks like a bright future, only you know what it feels like.

But he had no choice, he had many chances to leave the empire, but he gave up all of them, because he couldn't leave Akiba who couldn't wake up.

This delay has passed for so many years, and I don't know how long he will sleep. Could it be that his whole life was wasted in vain?

But he is willing to wait, he believes that one day he will open his eyes and look at himself with those dark eyes, just like seven years ago.

"Let's retreat in a while, and I'll be with you, and we'll talk about important military affairs, so that others won't talk nonsense." You Zixun came up with an idea, "Go home and sleep well before we talk about it."

Feng Qi smiled again, and patted his shoulder.

Xie Jiang and Girod walked towards Fengqi through the crowd.

"There were too many people around you at first, and now it's finally our turn." Girod raised his glass, "Congratulations on winning again."

Feng Qi pulled himself together, picked up another glass of wine, and was about to clink the glasses when General Xie pressed it down.

"Forget it, he's already very tired." General Xie smiled gently, "Always bring congratulations with you. We can drink this wine, you don't have to force it."

Feng Qi clinked glasses with them and took a sip: "Thank you."

A few people were chatting, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious. People around gave way one after another, and a majestic man came towards them. It was Mensa Kirk.

The three of you Zixun retreated to one side, and Mensa and Fengqi stood facing each other.

It is ridiculous to say that Mensa's son Fast was kicked out of school because of Feng Qi, and he has not been able to enter the military smoothly, but not long ago, Mensa personally awarded Feng Qi the rank of major general.

"Congratulations." Mensa clinked glasses with him lightly, but he was not in a hurry to drink. He held the glass in his hand. After a few years, the nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth became deeper, and his eyes were even deeper like eagles. "Excellent young man , the future of the empire depends on you."

"Thank you, Admiral Kirk." Feng Qi nodded slightly.

"I have carefully read every one of your military newspapers. Your command ability is excellent. I am afraid that since Marshal Ravenor, no one else can compare with you."

Feng Qi appropriately showed sincerity and fear: "You are too much, I still have a lot to learn."

Mensa's praise is extremely high, and it may not be a good thing to be praised by such a high-ranking person. There is often a deep meaning behind it.

"I appreciate your overall view. Some of the strategies and tactics you proposed against the dragon people are very interesting. If you have time, let's find a chance to have a good chat." Mensa said.

On the surface it sounded like he was just paying attention to the war, but in fact Feng Qi understood that he was trying to win him over!

With the estrangement in the past and his son's future looking bleak, he actually took the initiative to extend an olive branch to himself.This kind of courage and boldness is probably unparalleled in the entire empire, which is why he has been able to hold the position of head of the command for so many years.

It is well known that Fengqi is not favored by the royal family, Mensa's high praise will further isolate him, and then win him over with the trend, the calculation is not bad.

Feng Qi readily agreed, and now he doesn't want to offend him yet.

The two chatted a few more words, Feng Qi watched Mensa go away.

When the person walked away, he breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his nerves, and turned his gaze to the front of the banquet hall.

Emperor Ulysses is sitting upright, and the dignified and beautiful queen is sitting beside him. The seat on their right is vacant, which is usually the seat of Safirol, but he has not come yet, and the seat on the left is vacant. With a five-year-old boy, he was Antony Solomon, the youngest son of the Emperor and Empress.

The emperor and the empress loved each other deeply, and they gave birth to their second son named Anthony five years ago. Since then, Safirol has had a younger brother.

Anthony opened his eyes excitedly and looked around, but he was still a child who couldn't sit still. It was a banquet where adults drank and chatted. It was not attractive to him at all. He sat on a high-backed chair for a long time. He twisted and twisted, but because his father, queen and queen were at the side, he could only move with difficulty.

The queen saw the young son's impatience, and gently told his nanny to take him out to play instead of being bored in the banquet hall.

The nanny immediately bowed and coaxed the little prince: "Your Highness Anthony, shall we go out to play?"

"Okay!" The child beamed with joy and clapped his hands happily.

The nanny led the little prince out of the banquet hall. Mensa happened to be at the door, and he held the door for them in a gentlemanly manner.

Emperor Ulysses looked at the bustling banquet hall, turned slightly to the guards behind him and said, "Why hasn't Safirol come yet? Go and rush."

The guard took the order, and just after taking a few steps, the side door of the banquet hall opened, and Safirol walked in calmly.

"Sorry, I'm late, father."

Ulysses nodded: "It doesn't matter, is there a delay?"

"I invited a special friend here today, so I wasted a little time." Safirol smiled and waved to the door, "Come in, everyone is waiting for you."

The man walked into the banquet hall slowly and appeared in the sight of everyone. Slowly, many people widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Come." Safirol walked to him affectionately, took his hand and walked towards the guests, "Many people here are our classmates, and you have known them before."

Qiu Ye's clear eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and saw surprised faces one by one.

"It's him? I thought he was dead!"

"Yeah, there's been no news for so many years, isn't it because you're sick?" the people who knew Qiu Ye whispered.

"I solemnly introduce to everyone." Safirol raised his voice, his voice was enthusiastic, "Qiuye, many people should remember him, he was very good in school back then, and he won the Red Eagle Medal not long after he entered school, He was also selected into the Royal Academy of Sciences and became Dean Zhu's student. At that time, many people were probably jealous of his good luck." He smiled and glanced at Qiu Ye.

Everyone laughed in unison, but most of them were still surprised.

"It's just that he disappeared for a long time after he left school, and I just found him recently. Because the war with the dragon people has become more and more fierce in recent years, I felt that I went to the black vortex where Marshal Ravenor died to mourn, and I parked inadvertently." An abandoned space base, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that he was in it. He was unconscious at the time, so I brought him back, and now he is finally back to health." Safirol said happily, "Autumn leaves The strength is very strong, so our empire will have another elite, and the victory of the war will eventually belong to us!"

His words were so emotional that those below applauded when he mentioned victory.

"Qiu Ye? Didn't you say that he is still recuperating? Why is he with His Highness?" You Zixun looked at Feng Qi suspiciously.

"Today is really a good day." Safirol said to Akiba, "Let me introduce to you the triumphant hero. Over the years, he has beaten the enemy head-on. I don't know how many dragon people have been killed and saved. A citizen of the Empire, he is the young God of War of the Empire and the pride of our school."

Among the crowd, Feng Qi's face was pale, and his already stern face was covered with frost.

He almost planned to go back, but he never expected that Qiuye would appear in the banquet hall, Qiuye was awake, and he was with Safirol.

How is this going?What happened over there in the black vortex?Where's Boss Kim?Feng Qi's heart seemed to be twisted.

Sapphirol walked up to him with Qiu Ye, and whispered in his ear: "Speaking of which, you were still very close back then, and you were also a member of his Shining Legion."

"Am I not from your legion?" Qiu Ye asked sideways.

Safirol smiled and said: "Unfortunately not, but as long as you want, you can join at will, and my team will always have your place."

Akiba smiled happily.

Feng Qi listened to their conversation in astonishment, with a look of suspicion.

Safirol took a step forward: "Qiuye, this is Feng Qi, the young major general of the empire, and he led his legion to defeat the dragon people. Today's dinner is specially held to celebrate his victory."

Qiu Ye stretched out her hand to Feng Qi and smiled formally: "Hi, congratulations on your victory."

Feng Qi stared at Qiu Ye in disbelief, at the hand he stretched out.

Safirol approached Feng Qi and whispered: "Feng Qi, he is saying hello to you."

Feng Qi suddenly raised his head to look at Safirol, his ice blue eyes concealed raging anger.

"I forgot to tell you." Safirol said in a lower voice, "He has amnesia, he doesn't remember anything, including his father who he doesn't remember."

Feng Qi's body was stiff in place, his fists were clenched and trembling slightly, he couldn't speak a word, he stared straight at Qiu Ye, his breathing was short and heavy, his lips were pursed into a straight line.

Qiu Ye raised her hand for a long time, but she didn't get any response, she smiled awkwardly, and shook her hand casually.

Safirol returned to Qiuye, and smiled apologetically at Fengqi, as if apologizing for Qiuye.

This action made Feng Qi's anger even more intense.

"I'm taking you around other places." Safirol said to Qiuye, "But there are too many people here, and it's still a bit boring. It's not suitable for you to stay for too long. Let's go back after taking a look."

"Okay." Qiuye readily agreed.

The two walked away side by side.

You Zixun on the side was also surprised from ear to ear: "Amnesia? What's going on?"

Feng Qi's face was more ugly than ever, staring at Qiu Ye's back.

At this moment, Qiu Ye seemed to sense something, turned her head to look at Feng Qi, and their eyes met in the crowd, looking from both sides.

After a long time, Qiuye looked back and followed Safirol's footsteps.

Just as Feng Qi was about to catch up, his communicator flashed, he looked down, frowned, turned and walked out of the banquet hall, leaving behind the dazed wanderer Xun.

He walked to the balcony, made sure that no one was following, pulled out a square object from the communicator and stuffed it into his ear, listening attentively to what the other person said.

"I know, I've seen him." Jiujiu responded with a hoarse voice, "Okay, I will find a way to save him."

After finishing the communication, Feng Qi stood alone on the balcony for a while, the cold wind made his head hurt, but no matter how painful it was, he didn't feel bad.

What is going on?Why did everything change after returning from an expedition?What happened to Akiba?

Just as Feng Qi was about to catch up, his communicator flashed, he looked down, frowned, turned and walked out of the banquet hall, leaving behind the dazed wanderer Xun.

He walked to the balcony, made sure that no one was following, pulled out a square object from the communicator and stuffed it into his ear, listening attentively to what the other person said.

"I know, I've seen him." Jiujiu responded with a hoarse voice, "Okay, I will find a way to save him."

After finishing the communication, Feng Qi stood alone on the balcony for a while, the cold wind made his head hurt, but no matter how painful it was, he didn't feel bad.

What is going on?Why did everything change after returning from an expedition?What happened to Akiba?

After finishing the communication, Feng Qi stood alone on the balcony for a while, the cold wind made his head hurt, but no matter how painful it was, he didn't feel bad.