Quick Transmission: There are always some crazy male idols trying to pry Yi Ning off the wall

The Grand Steward was a die-hard loyalist to the king.

To be precise, all of Hiram's people were die-hard loyalists to the king.

They are like the mobs surrounding the big boss, and they will obey everything the king does without any thought.

The words of the Grand Steward actually represented the views of the entire Xilan people - they believed that Yi Ning magically fell from the sky and was so matched with the king that she should become the king's lover.

But their Majesty has a bad and cold temper, and they know it.

So I wanted Yi Ning to take the initiative to approach the king in order to establish a relationship.

The general manager also provided Yi Ning with an opportunity:

"Your Majesty drinks alone under the tree in the garden every full moon night. I can ask the guards to let you go..."

At that time, Yi Ning agreed and sent the chief manager away in person.

Crow expressed dissatisfaction with this: "You really want to capture that king and stay as queen? It's impossible, don't even think about it. I can't stay in this world forever, you have to take me away."

"No, of course I don't want to attack him, I just want to take this opportunity to get some information from him." Yi Ning let the crow stand on it with an open palm, and touched the crow's smooth feathers with the other hand to explain to him.

"Then, okay." Crow nodded reluctantly as his fur was smoothed down.

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That night, Yi Ning sneaked into the small garden as scheduled.

At that time, the king had been drinking alone for a long time.

He sat on the stone bench, looking up at the bright full moon, flicking the wine glass with his wrist, and taking a sip from time to time.

Like wandering endlessly.

The bright moonlight poured down, half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the tree crown, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in endless loneliness.

"Is he drunk?" Yi Ning hid and watched secretly, muttering, "Tell me, should I hide it, pretend to be a ghost, scare him, and scare him out of all the questions he needs to ask while drunk? !”

"..." Crow was silent for a long time and then replied, "No matter how loud your voice is, it won't scare him."

It's sweet, and it sounds good no matter how you mix it.

It is simply impossible to create a scary atmosphere.

"Okay." Yi Ning had to give up what she thought was a brilliant idea. She sighed, straightened her skirt, stood up and walked over openly.

Hearing the footsteps, the king glanced back at her, without any surprise on his face.

"Your Majesty, good evening." Yi Ning saluted, "I hope your Majesty will not blame me for coming uninvited."

"The chief steward asked you to come." The king said lightly and motioned for her to sit down.

"You know?" Yi Ning was a little surprised.

The king chuckled and said nothing.

Over the past few days, "loyal ministers" have been admonishing him, asking him to make her his queen so that he can continue to have heirs for the kingdom.

The general manager may have a slightly different purpose than those people, hoping that he can be happy.

But all in all, they all felt that this woman and him were a match made in heaven.

Indeed, when he reached the age of marriage, a girl who matched him fell from the sky.

This girl also has amnesia and happens to know nothing about the past.

Everything is so perfect, so just right.

……

Ah.

The more this happened, the more he felt.

It seems that everything about me is arranged by God.

It's like I'm trapped in a trap forever.

You can never break free from the shackles of fate.

The king drank the wine in one gulp, his handsome face stained with a little irritability.

He stood up suddenly and walked towards Yi Ning with a slight stagger.

Seen from a close distance, the girl's fair skin is soft and hazy under the moonlight, her eyes are getting bigger and deeper, but they are brighter due to the darkness, and his figure is reflected clearly in the dark eyes.

"Everything is perfect," the king murmured.

"What?" His voice was too soft, and Yi Ning didn't hear it clearly, and her head tilted slightly in confusion.

What's the point of fighting fate?

Spend your life in confusion, get married, have children, and pass the kingdom to the next generation.

This is what he should do.How should he resist?

The king slowly stretched out his hand, and when his fingers were about to touch the side of her face, his movement suddenly stopped.

The crow flew out with fluttering wings, startling Yi Ning.

"you……"

"It's okay, he can't see me now." He was also frozen in place.

Crow glanced at the hand and said in a cold and unhappy tone, "If you have anything to ask, you can ask him directly now."

"Eh???" Yi Ning was stunned for a second, and then realized that the crow next to her was no ordinary crow.

He might be a magic crow!

Yi Ning suppressed her excitement and tentatively asked a simple question: "What is your name?"

"Yong Ming." The king's eyes were dull and he answered subconsciously.

Wow.

Yi Ning's mouth opened in shock and she couldn't help but glance at Crow.

Amazing!

She struck while the iron was hot: "Where are you from?"

"People from the Kingdom of Hiram."

Yi Ning frowned in confusion and continued to ask: "How did you become the king?"

"I was born to be a king." Yong Ming replied expressionlessly.

In the subsequent inquiries, Yi Ning gradually solved the doubts and constructed a complete story:

Yong Ming has been the legitimate successor king of the Xilan Kingdom since he was a baby.

His parents were absent and he was brought up by servants.

All major national affairs are decided by the cabinet composed of twelve senior ministers.

As Yong Ming grew up, he gradually discovered that he was different from everyone in this country.

He was taller and bigger than them.

Like a "giant" who strayed into it.

However, such an alien was actually a king recognized and loved by his subjects.

Even when he came of age, the ruling ministers gave up their power and handed it back to him before he could take it back.

Everything is so happy and perfect.

Like a fairy tale.

But at some point, Yong Ming became bored with all this.

He seemed to be trapped in such a fairy tale kingdom.

The kingdom is surrounded by endless forests and mountains, and the only people who come and go with the kingdom are the same short elves and goblins.

He is not only an "alien" in the kingdom, but also an "alien" in this small world.

Meaningless time passes day by day.

Until Yi Ning appeared.

Logically speaking, now that he finally has a companion and someone to communicate with, he should naturally fall in love with her.

But Yong Ming became more and more fed up with this.

He felt more and more like a puppet on strings for others to play with.

——He wants to get rid of everything.

——But there is no way to start.

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"It turns out he doesn't like me because of this." Yi Ning thought thoughtfully.

"Do you really hope he likes you?" Crow asked quietly from the side.

"No, I just said that casually." Yi Ning explained obediently.

The questions were asked and everything about the king was clarified.

But Yi Ning still doesn't know where the "answer" is.

"Let's go. Let's get here first today. It's getting late, you should go back to sleep." The crow hovered in the sky and said to her.

"Okay." Yi Ning helped Yong Ming back to his seat and left in a hurry.

When she went back, she chose a deserted path and took advantage of the moonlight to walk and meditate.

Crow suddenly said: "Suddenly a very funny picture came to mind."

He landed on the branch in front and waited for Yi Ning to approach.

His head was tilted slightly, looking inexplicably mean.

"What?" Yi Ning was curious.

"According to what Yong Ming said, he didn't feel anything when he was a child. It wasn't until he grew bigger and bigger that he realized - eh? Why don't you guys grow anymore?" Crow described vividly.

"Pfft." Yi Ning laughed out loud, then held it back with difficulty.

It's rude to laugh at someone else's sore spots.

However, Crow's words and tone...

Yi Ning couldn't help but complain to him: "What kind of hellish joke are you talking about?"

The crow didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask any questions. He raised his head and snorted.