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Dasha knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. After a while, he mustered up the courage to push it open, and gently closed the door again.

"Hara, are you still unhappy?"

The heavy rain outside the window was still falling, and there was no light in the house, which made people feel restless and uneasy.

Hara was sitting by the window, his eyes seemed to be wandering on the rain-filled window. Dasha walked a few steps closer, and then he smelled a strong and pungent smell of wine. Hara was holding a transparent glass in his hand. wine bottle.

No wonder Su Mo appeared at the door. It turned out that he brought wine.He looked nervously at Haruo's back, he suddenly raised the bottle and drank it in one gulp, Dasha was so scared that he took a step back and held his breath.

Hara noticed the sound and finally turned around.

Such indifferent eyes seemed to be questioning him and complaining why he still came. Dasha stood there, forced a smile with his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Hara, you... don't be sad. I'm also sorry about your mother's affairs, and I blame myself. If it wasn't because that person wanted to harm me, I wouldn't..." Dasha said apologetically With his head down, he smiled bitterly, "By the way, stop drinking, it's bad for your health..."

Haruo snorted, but didn't listen to his words, and violently poured the wine bottle down his throat again.

"Don't, don't drink." Dasha immediately screamed and hurried up, but with his strength, he knew that there was no way to take the bottle back, so he had to gently support the other's shaking shoulders, like in persuasion.

Haruo looked at him coldly, with a blush on his face after drinking, he shook off Dasha's obstructing hand, "What are you doing?"

Dasha was stunned, swallowed a breath, and said in a low voice, "I just want to comfort you, your mother will be fine..."

He was in a fit of anger, his delicate and soft voice was tickling in his dull chest, and the sound of the rain was unstoppable.

There was no response.

Only the sound of rain could be heard in the room, and Haruo's belching sound after drinking, Dasha rubbed his fingers awkwardly, and was about to go out, "You seem to have drunk a lot... you should rest earlier, I will help you You bring a glass of water."

"Aren't you trying to comfort me?"

Hara grabbed him, smiled disdainfully, and threw the bottle aside.

"Huh?" Dasha walked slowly to Hara's side again, he tried to follow the other's shoulder, his clear voice swept into Hara's ears, "I don't know how to comfort you, I'm just afraid You are not happy, I will go back after a while. I will go get you water first."

At the end, Dasha's tone became tense. He knew that after drinking, he would be a little drunk. He almost remembered that Uncle Dasha, who raised him when he was young, had a stroke and passed away after drinking alcohol. Too much, it will definitely be uncomfortable, but I hope it didn't hurt his body.

Dasha was anxious and was about to leave the room when a huge brute force brought him back——

What is he going to do!

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Haruo pushed him hard into the bed, knocking him dizzy for a moment. Fortunately, there was a soft quilt under his body, so there would be no pain, but Dasha was already frightened into a stupor...

Hara untied his clothes without saying a word. He was excited, and the clothes would only stretch him uncomfortably. The clothes were crumpled and thrown on the ground.Hara breathed rapidly and moved urgently. By the time Dasha realized that it was time to run away, his hands had already been pinned down and he could not move.

A mist of alcohol sprayed on his face, Dasha closed his eyes, and moved his body in confusion, "Don't be like this, Hara, are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes!" Haruo roared angrily, "Aren't you trying to comfort me?—Come on?"

"I..." He was anxious and panicked, and he couldn't answer.

His lower body was drawn towards Hara's waist, his body was out of control □□ controlled, seeing Hara's arrogant and angry look, he couldn't use any strength, I'm afraid that resisting now would make him even more angry, I don't know Unknowingly, there was a weak cry in the throat.

Hara pulled his ankle, "Open it."

"What..." With his lips and eyes tightly closed, all the nerves in his body tightened together, Dasha responded with a nasal voice.

The other party didn't bother to wait for his reaction, turned up his lower robe, and squeezed his waist into the gap between his legs.

Dasha screamed in panic, not daring to open his eyes again.

……

……

It was almost dawn before I really fell asleep.

In the hazy dream, an unknown figure appeared, holding a bouquet of flowers to make him happy, which made Dasha feel very shy and happy.

It's like the bouquet of wild flowers that Jia Ye picked in the mountains and forests when he was a child.

The other party was wearing a fluttering cloak, like a prince riding a white horse, gradually disappearing at the end of the light.

After a night of torrential rain, the weather turned fine, and it was already noon, and the light was so dazzling that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

There is no strength to move all over the body.Dasha struggled to wake up. He and Haruo were sleeping next to each other. There was a sweltering heat all over his body, and his whole body was aching.

Especially that place...

There is still some sticky feeling underneath, they are still sticking together there...

It turned out that last night they...

Dasha was startled, and suddenly woke up completely from sleep. ...Yesterday, how could it be like that?After a while when Haruo wakes up, how should I face him.

It must be because of drinking from the bar, but at this time, the smell of alcohol has dissipated, and Hara is sleeping quietly leaning against his chest, with one hand lingeringly on his waist, and has not let go all night.They are like a pair of lovers, naturally together.

Maybe Hara likes him, so he treats him like this through drunkenness.Dasha couldn't help daydreaming, but quickly stopped.Mingming Hara said, this is, to vent, to comfort, and an inexplicable loss quietly surged in his chest.

Hara flipped in front of him, her hair brushed against the place where her chest had been bitten, and he asked softly shyly, "Hara, are you awake?"

Blinking the slender eyelashes on his handsome face, Haruo rubbed his hands forward, and his dry lips touched the red tip on Dasha Yuexiong. He had already tasted the taste of this place, with a little green taste ——

Last night, I subconsciously made my tongue grow longer, opened my eyes, and clearly saw red marks on the white and tender skin in front of him.

Realizing that both of them were naked, Haro suddenly stood up in shock, and Dasha was also pushed aside.

Hara took a glance and then looked away in a panic.

Dasha's smooth body doesn't look thin at all, maybe he gained weight in the palace, so it's so confusing that he is so fascinated by it just by looking at it?A vague memory of last night also came up.

What did he do... last night?

No need to think about it, he has already recalled most of it, including those rough movements, which should have hurt the other party.

Impossible... How could he be so impulsive.

Haruo shook his head compulsively, he was a little sober, and the wine he drank yesterday was obviously still in his stomach, did he really lose his composure?

He got up with his back turned and hurriedly packed himself up.

Seeing Hara's urgent and flustered appearance, Dasha also avoided it dumbly.It seems that what happened last night...was a very embarrassing thing for Hara.

The moon retreated into a bruise, and he pulled up the quilt to cover his naked body.

"Hara..."

called out, but no one answered.

He didn't expect any more conversations between them... He sat up with difficulty, his waist was sore and swollen.

There were scattered clothes thrown out on the ground. He bent down and picked them up one by one. At this moment, Hara had already found a clean new clothes in the cabinet and was about to go out the door. And he was still on the bed, too painful to move around.

Hara doesn't have anything to say...

Haruo just glanced at him hastily, and hurried out.

Hearing the hasty closing of the door, Dasha seemed to be stung again, and his heart felt empty.

The robe was torn in half, and he could only put on what he could. His body stuck to the clothes, and it reminded him of some details of last night like an electric shock.

……

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no maid to clean up the house, Dasha leaned on the wall and slowly returned to his own room, and couldn't help but lie down and take a good rest to make up for his exhausted physical strength, and he didn't even have the energy to eat.

In his mind, the way Hara avoided him when he got up today, and the way he was on him last night kept recurring.

Everything is just a dream, it's better to just pass by like this, in a few days they can still talk like before.

Ugh……

In the bedroom of Her Highness the Empress, the servants are all busy.

Naga patted Hara on the back, and said with a relaxed smile: "His Royal Highness is fine, don't worry too much."

"Yeah." Haruo was absent-minded.

Naga winked at him, "Hara, what's wrong with you?"

The queen is fine, shouldn't he be relieved and cheer up quickly, why is he still looking depressed.

Haruo let out an oh, and looked back at him, "It's okay, have you found out about the poisonous needle?"

Naga shook his head, "Not yet, but I have a new judgment."

Hara asked unhurriedly, "What?"

"The target of this assassin should not be Prince Fulou, but you."

After finishing speaking, Naga folded his arms and looked at him solemnly——

"I?"

Hara was also a little surprised, but the answer was expected.

Naga leaned against the wall, gestured with one hand, and analyzed logically, "That's right, the night the assassin appeared, he probably didn't know that Fulou was in your room, so why did he still come to your room? That maid Feitian , probably with him. In the beginning, Feitian was your maid, not the maid of Fulou. These all show that this person’s goal at the beginning should be you. And Feitian, I think she should have been against you more than once. You poison, otherwise, if you fail once, why would you kill her? She failed one after another, and even got involved in Fulou. This person was afraid of being exposed, so he murdered her. Finally, this person sent someone to assassinate Her Royal Highness, It should also be to get your attention, or something was discovered by the queen..."

Haruo said solemnly, "In other words, he didn't want to harm Fulou. And the goal was me?"

"Hmm..." Naga narrowed his eyes, the sun was just right and the air was fresh, his judgment should be correct—"I think it should be, but Fei Tian was arranged to enter the palace and be placed next to you not long ago. Lian Jia has already confirmed this, and it is said that Her Highness the Queen is very satisfied with her service, so she was arranged to come to you, hoping to serve you well."

"We'll ask about this matter when the mother wakes up." Haruo nodded following his words.Unexpectedly, Naga and Lianjia had unearthed so many clues. After hearing these analysis, he was relieved a lot.But the bigger problem right now is the matter between him and Fulou.

He was a little confused today, so he left him in the room, including last night, and left him alone.Just because of his mother's injury, he is not happy, and his attitude is not very good. Will Fulou hate him because of this?

...he has bruises that fully reveal his violent behavior.

They can obviously sleep in a sweet embrace like a newlywed couple.When they wake up, they can stick together and dress each other. He can take care of Fulou's body very tenderly, and maybe Fulou will act like a baby in his arms.He actually chose to miss such a good opportunity——

Just because he was too impulsive yesterday, he couldn't face everything that happened suddenly.

Hara was distracted again, frowning slightly, and Naga's elbow unceremoniously pushed Hara's back.

"It's said to cheer up a little bit, why aren't you happy?"

he--

After thinking about it, Haruo answered word by word while supporting his forehead.

"I was with Fulou last night."

"What?" Naga was puzzled for a moment, then understood in an instant, he emphasized his tone, Naga opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and looked at him dumbfounded, "What did you say?!"

Hara blushed.

……

……

A cool breeze blew by the window, and Dashara closed the floating curtains.

When he walked to the window, he saw a tall man facing the wind standing in the corridor, and he immediately froze by the window.

It's Hara——

"Ah..." Dasha greeted him blankly, and walked to the door to open it.

When Haruo entered the door, he immediately grabbed his shoulders and eagerly held him in his arms, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Dasha had already thought up his lines, and he smiled gently, "You're here? How's your mother's affairs going?"

Haruo suddenly fell silent, "The queen mother is fine."

Dasha muttered and nodded, "That's good, as long as your mother is fine."

Fulou talked to him as if nothing happened, could she have forgotten what happened between them?Still, he didn't care...Hara was a little at a loss.

Not to mention the matter of his mother, he did delay Fulou because of his mother, now is the time for him to make up for it, and Haruo doesn't want to waste a single minute.He hugged Dasha and sat on the sofa, and Dasha sat on the side with some resistance.

The back was still hurting, and he wasn't used to sitting, but he couldn't speak. Dasha endured it and asked bitterly, "Hara, are you...do you have anything else to do?"

The distance between them was separated by his unfamiliar questioning, Hara was speechless.

Obviously they have already done everything, why are they still acting as if nothing happened? Doesn't Fulou want to explain it to him?Maybe, because he really hurt Fulou, Fulou would avoid talking about it.

He really cherished Fulou, and suddenly became very stupid. When the problem came to him, he didn't know where to start.

He couldn't find a topic for a while, so Haruo sat with his arms around Dasha for a while, and after a long time he remembered what to say, and said as if announcing something important: "Fulou, I discussed with Naga, the assassin's purpose should be It's not you. It's me."

"What? How could it be? He wants to kill you..." Dasha opened his mouth, his eyes widened in confusion, and he lowered his head and muttered again, "It's okay, luckily you're okay."

He blushed slightly, and still cared about him, which made Hara feel unexpectedly satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

He hesitated for a while, then held Dasha's hand, "It was I who failed to protect you well and let you be accidentally poisoned."

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Dasha lowered his eyes, why did he blame himself...

"I was wrong yesterday. I shouldn't have lost my temper with the servants, and I, we..." He Luo continued, suddenly faltering.

Dasha slowly withdrew his hand and smiled politely, "It's okay..."

It doesn't matter if he hasn't finished his sentence yet?

"In the morning, I didn't mean to be cold to you, I just didn't react."

He caught Dasha's hand again and put it in the palm of his hand.

The force was just too strong for Dasha to stop, so he calmly said, "Don't mention what happened yesterday, I... have no intention of blaming you."

"Don't mention it?" Haruo raised his voice and stared at him, "Is that what you think?"

Of course he didn't want to mention it, and it wasn't such a pleasant memory. It would be better for them to forget it earlier.

"Hara..." Dasha thought sourly, his eyes were covered with mist, "We, this, this is not good."

……

Hara looked at him very seriously.

"I've fallen in love with you a long time ago, Fulou." After confessing, Haruo was even a little embarrassed, "You like me too, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have comforted me yesterday."

Comfort, ugh!

The consolation that Haruo refers to?

... Dasha was stunned, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean that at first..."

However, he doesn't know if he likes Hara...is he willing to be hugged by someone he likes?

Maybe he likes it, Dasha sighed deeply in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he was pulled into the chest by Hara, listening to his firm and powerful heartbeat, Dasha leaned against him involuntarily.

He was motionless in his arms, and Haruo embraced him, "I was too impulsive yesterday, so I accidentally vented it on you, do you hate me?"

Dasha replied in a low voice again and again, "No, no..."

"I was drunk, so I hurt you, please forgive me, I promise... I will never treat you like this again in the future." Haruo solemnly put Dasha's hand on his heart, and even more He could clearly feel every beat of his heart at this moment.

They suddenly became tense.

Hara answered in confusion, "Stay with me, I can't wait."

……

stay with me.

The mist that had covered his eyes just now gradually blurred his eyes.

"...Together?" Dasha closed his eyes tightly, but the moisture in the corners of his eyes could not be taken back, "You mean...together like that?"

Stunned for a moment, Haruo coughed, "Of course it's not just that one, no matter which one it is, I want to be with you."

Dasha clenched his fingers, he didn't know what to say... There was a buzzing in his ears.

"Can't you really feel it? Every time I see you with other people, I can't bear it. I even keep sending things to please you. I'll take you out to play, and I want you to live in my room. Give you Reading such a book hints at you because I like you, Fulou, promise me that I will treat you well."

After a series of words, Hara hugged him tightly.

He is an aloof prince. He has never gazed at a person so affectionately since he was a child, but at this moment, he can't help but let go of everything that is his only dignity.

It wasn't long before I met Fulou, but all the things between them filled his heart. Everything could affect his mood and affect his thinking. He almost forgot that a long, long time ago, he It was love at first sight a long time ago, he is so irresistible, can't Fulou see it?

No matter what happens to them in the future, he just wants to cherish the time they can stay together——

The air seemed to freeze for a while, and Dasha took a deep breath.

Rubbing his eyes, he blushed in embarrassment, and tightened his fingers flattered, "I haven't figured it out yet, I've never been with anyone..."

He didn't know whether he should agree, let alone how to refuse, he thought that Haruo was desperate to pursue him, and he had completely forgotten their identities...

he……

Never forgot who he was.He is just a substitute. If one day they return to Garol, they will never meet again, maybe they will never see each other again. They can't even be friends. How long can they be together?Only now, if their relationship deepens a step further, he will not be able to let go, cannot leave...

But now he is not willing to reject Hara's warmth towards him——

What He Luo said was so serious, it really made people look forward to their life together, even now, he felt very satisfied.

Hara said he would treat him well, so could there be a better future?better than now? ...

Dasha had never been in love before, but he suddenly had fantasies about love.

They rode horses together, went to see the scenery together, ate dinner together, and fell asleep together in the same pillow. He was held in the palm of Hara, caring and caring.

Even Bigaye is even more special to him.

Maybe Hara is suitable to be his sweetheart?

I didn't expect a person's promise to be so intoxicating, just like Ah Ye's promise that he would take him back to China.

Haruo suddenly picked him up and walked straight to the small bed in the house.

"Let's take it slowly. I want to treat you well." He was not as rough as yesterday, but slowly put the person in the bedding, "Promise me."

Under his gentle treatment, the remaining pain in his body almost disappeared, and Dasha fell on the bed in a dizzy state, expressing his worries nervously, "Hara, if I go back to Galor in the future... ..."

"Even if it's only now, I want to have you every second." Hara lay on him, lovingly stroking Dasha's hair, "I really don't want to let you go back to the country."

Hara dropped a soft kiss on the top of his hair, and kissed on the forehead again and again.

He looked at each other sincerely: "Did you promise me?"

Being brought into a gentle cycle, with Dasha's hand still around his neck, he rubbed the back of Hara's neck and hummed softly.