The strategy was almost successful!

Liao Ruming and Cyril have very different personalities.

indeed.

Liao Ruming was lost in thought.

He had a kind of inquisitive thought.Some kind of restlessness and restlessness drove him to find an answer.What he doesn't understand, what he doesn't understand...

He wanted to find an answer.

Julien did not answer Liao Ruming's question clearly.

He just said: "There is no reason." He still used that dry tone, as if he was not used to expressing his feelings, or he was not used to such a gentle tone.

Even to Liao Ruming, occasionally he would show the sharp, repulsive and dark side of his character.But His Majesty the Emperor willingly admitted that he was helpless.

And what is his purpose?

Liao Ruming was surprised to find that it might be because...he "has nothing to do".

"Nothing to do" is itself a way, a choice.He handed over the initiative to Liao Ruming, and let Liao Ruming decide their future-whether to stay together or separate.All the power of choice was given to Liao Ruming.

But Liao Ruming couldn't understand how there could be such a person in the world.

There was no way he could have made that decision himself.

Julien said again: "Because..." His lead-colored eyes looked at Liao Ruming, and then said, "Because I believe in you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't even look at Liao Ruming's response, but just turned his head, with a cold face, and pushed open a door.

Liao Ruming stood there in a daze, thinking, what, because he believed him?

But Cyril just said "he didn't believe him".

...why do they say it so differently?

Liao Ruming was puzzled.

He felt as if he had overlooked something, but for various reasons he was still unable to realize what he had overlooked.

But he also thought with a sigh that when he and Cyril were alone in that palace, he never realized it.

But now, with a different place and perhaps a different mood, their relationship seems to have ushered in a turning point.

...but what is that?

Liao Ruming became confused.

He followed Julien casually into the room.

Then he immediately froze.

He asked in shock: "Didn't the female officer say that you have prepared new clothes and let me try them on?"

A subtle smile appeared on Julien's always sullen face.He leaned against the door frame, his voice was low and gentle: "I have indeed prepared new clothes."

Liao Ruming was even more shocked: "A whole room full of new clothes?"

Julien said, "Yes." He asked back, "Do you think there is only one?"

Liao Ruming immediately put on a serious face: "I didn't think so. You are 'His Majesty the Emperor'." He refused to admit it, but he still marveled, "But I didn't expect that there would be so many."

Julien chuckled, but did not expose Liao Ruming.

He straightened up, took Liao Ruming's hand, and a flamboyant smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Then, let's go, my head of internal affairs. Go and see the wedding dress I prepared for you."

Liao Ruming followed his footsteps.

As he looked at the huge fitting room that might be one or two hundred square meters in amazement, he thought, sure enough—it really is Cyril's style.

For Cyril's clothes, I don't know if it's a hobby he developed from Ji Zhihuai. Since then, whether it's Fu Pingli or Cheng Ran, there has always been an indescribable attachment.

The same seems to be true of Julien now.

When he was in the palace before, Liao Ruming actually noticed this hobby of Cyril.

...Because Cyril probably copied all the clothes that Liao Ruming liked in the past three worlds...

For this kind of behavior, Liao Ruming was speechless.

Those entertainment and leisure tools requested by Liao Ruming, as well as the piles of clothes, were stuffed in some corner of the palace by Cyril. Only when Liao Ruming needed them, he would ask Cyril where those things were.

And there is no need for him to look for it, just talk to Cyril, and what he wants will automatically appear.

Even when Liao Ruming woke up every morning, he would find that Cyril had prepared the clothes and things he would use for the day... anyway, Liao Ruming only needed to go somewhere to get them.

Or, simply stretch, and then reach out to Cyril - that's all.

Liao Ruming really felt that he was about to be adopted by Cyril.

But he has already realized that Cyril is very persistent and determined to take care of Liao Ruming's daily life, so Liao Ruming cannot do without Cyril's care.

...Well, in terms of Liao Ruming's laziness, he actually enjoys this kind of life state where he stretches out his clothes to eat and opens his mouth.Besides, he never considered the possibility of Cyril leaving him and abandoning him, so he was even less worried.

They are interdependent and intertwined.

Liao Ruming can face this point with confidence and calmness, but Cyril is always worried that what he does now is not enough to keep Liao Ruming by his side forever.

Liao Ruming felt that he was worrying unnecessarily, but considering his past actions...

Forget it, he brought it on himself.

So now, trying on clothes in this huge fitting room is what he deserves.

Of course, he didn't try every piece of clothing.

There are probably tens of thousands of wedding dresses here, and it is impossible for Liao Ruming to try one by one.

Julien probably invited tailors and designers from all over the empire to design wedding dresses for their wedding.Everyone has a corresponding reward, but only the luckiest designer and tailor can reap the most rewards.

Liao Ruming was shocked by the wedding dresses that filled the room, and couldn't help but become more serious.

He said: "I choose the one I like, and then try it?"

"of course."

Julien snapped his fingers, and a clumsy but flexible robot with a white shell came out from the corner.

Julien said: "Put whatever clothes you like on it, and then it will be sent to another room. Then we will go there and try it on."

Liao Ruming nodded, and asked again: "Where are your clothes?"

Julien showed a smirk: "Little sweetheart, my clothes and yours are a complete set, so the clothes you picked are also my clothes."

"So that's it." Liao Ruming said, "Honey, let's pick it out quickly."

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Then they "vomited" at the same time.

Liao Ruming said unceremoniously: "It's disgusting."

On the contrary, Julien's tone softened: "Nicky. But it's very interesting." The tyrant commented complacently, "It actually sounds good, if your tone is not so hypocritical, but more serious."

Liao Ruming rolled his eyes and said, "Dear Julien?"

Julien shook his head and sighed.

He has nothing to do with Liao Ruming.Although he thinks this kind of title and mutual hatred is very interesting, it seems that Liao Ruming is more unwilling to accept it than him.

...Who is the duplicity person?

They stepped into the pile of clothes—no, the sea of ​​clothes.

Liao Ruming soon felt that he was submerged in a huge sea of ​​black and red, and occasionally there would be some purple or yellow or white...or color blocks mixed together.

He felt like he was going blind.

Out of the first fifty, he picked out ten that were pleasing to the eye.

From the first one hundred pieces, he picked out twenty that were pleasing to the eye.

After so many hundreds of pieces, he only picked ten more pieces.

Julien said leisurely from the side: "Sweetheart, many tailors will cry because of your choice."

"You have found tens of thousands of tailors, but in the end only one is destined to be selected by me." Liao Ruming said, "They are self-aware."

Julien wanted to say something.

Liao Ruming said, "You can choose too."

Julien straightened up with a subtle expression.

Liao Ruming said: "I don't listen. You go."

He sent this famous tyrant to choose wedding clothes for him.

Julien wanted to say something, but finally shut up and went to the other side to pick it up.He just said something very serious: "No running around."

Liao Ruming raised his left wrist and said lazily, "Isn't it here?"

Julien stared at him for a moment before nodding, as if slightly relieved.

Liao Ruming felt that Julien and Cyril seemed a little bit similar.

Liao Ruming continued to choose clothes, and then he shook his hands a little irritably.He felt that his eyes were going blind, so he walked to the window and looked down at the space city.

He found that the room had a normal window instead.

Why are the corridors full of those tall little windows?Liao Ruming hated that kind of window, too little light.He likes floor-to-ceiling windows, and the glass must reach the floor and ceiling.

He figured that he would ask Julien to change the appearance of this castle—if this place was their wedding room.

The wedding room sounds amazing.

Not long ago, he and Cyril made an agreement under the witness of Hiram, but Liao Ruming did not admit that it was a wedding because there was no audience.

And now, Julien seems intent on having a big wedding.

Liao Ruming felt that he seemed to understand some of Julien's thoughts... Maybe it should be said, some of Cyril's thoughts when he chose this bubble.

Does he want to take this opportunity to make up for a wedding?

He put aside those thoughts for the time being, and looked at this wonderful space city.The ancient and the advanced are miraculously blended together at a certain moment to form such a city floating in space.

He can see farther away, the universe is shining brightly.Countless spaceships are moored at the port, and a road that looks like a narrow path from a distance connects the port with the city.

There are countless densely packed human beings and strangely shaped vehicles on that road.

More recently, the people coming out of the port scattered, and they went to different corners and different buildings in the city.Those buildings are superimposed layer by layer, and each layer seems to have its own use.

Suddenly, Liao Ruming noticed that in the central square of the city, next to the huge statue, a figure seemed to flash from time to time.

Gradually, the whole city became lively, and such flashing figures filled the streets, ports and buildings.

They called friends and friends, shoulder to shoulder, and seemed to come to this city again after a long time, so they were full of surprises and surprises.

Liao Ruming thought, is this the player?

A deep voice came from behind him: "If you don't pick out clothes, what are you looking at here?"

"Why don't you pick it?" Liao Ruming slapped him, "I'm looking at those players. They're here."

Julien was silent for a moment, and then said, "Is that your kind?"

"similar?"

Liao Ruming thought about this title, then shrugged: "You can also say that."

He still turned his back to Julien, not knowing that His Majesty the Emperor's face instantly darkened because of his words.

—How could those humble, ant-like creatures be his mate's kind?

Although Julien first proposed this concept, Liao Ruming really admitted it, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Liao Ruming asked him, "How many pieces did you pick?"

"A dozen or so," said Julien. "I think you'll look good in them."

"Then I trust your vision."

Julien gave a low laugh and said, "You don't want to continue picking."

"It's too troublesome." Liao Ruming said without hesitation, "I'll leave it to you, I trust your aesthetics."

"Trust my vision and my aesthetics... Now, what are you going to do?" Julien said, "Go play with your kind?"

Liao Ruming turned his head and was surprised to realize the subtle sarcasm in Julien's tone. He said, "What's wrong with you, are you still angry?"

Julien looked at him for a moment.

Liao Ruming was facing the light, but the room was slightly dark.So at that moment, it seemed that Julien was in the dark, silently watching the angel who brought the light.

... Julien suddenly moved his Adam's apple.

He took a step forward, hugged Liao Ruming, and said softly: "I'm not angry. It's just that the emperor of Aldous wants to kiss his future partner."