Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

The door was knocked open, and the figure of the stumbling youth disappeared into the night.

In the side hall, Hillik's angry face suddenly disappeared and he lowered his arms expressionlessly.

Mossa also withdrew her hand and sighed towards the door.

"Jiao is indeed a simple child, but not weak."

"But if he chooses this path, it will be painful until he dies."

Mossa raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at her colleague: "Are you worried? I thought you would hate him."

Sirik's eyes fell outside, but he didn't speak.

Mostha teased everything, "Since you don't hate that child, why do you have to act fierce in front of him?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Hillik snorted coldly.

Mossa didn't care about his cold face, stood up with a smile and walked out.

"We should go back, the king doesn't have much time for us."

The two put on their cloaks again and walked out one after the other. When they reached the corner, they encountered patrolling soldiers. The captain who took the lead respectfully saluted the two assistant officers who should not have appeared here. There was no surprise on their faces.

When the soldiers were far away, Xilik who was walking behind asked, "Why did the king let us test him on purpose?"

Yes.

This time they took Jiao, questioned him, and bewitched him to leave the king, all with the permission of the king himself.

Without the king's permission, how could the minister stay in the palace quietly late at night?

Is it true that the guards and assassins kept in the palace are dead, so easy to sneak in?

And the little monsters have the habit of going to the bathroom before going to bed at night, and it was Lady Latas who stopped them when they went down to court today and told them personally.

The two auxiliaries are both human beings. In a word, they naturally understood the meaning behind the king.

Mossa in front smiled lightly: "Naturally, the king also knows that there is a misunderstanding among them, and wants to disclose it to him through our mouths, so as to eliminate future troubles."

Xilik frowned: "The king knows? Then why did the king promise Jiao?"

"..." Hearing this, Mossa suddenly stopped, and turned her head to look at him faintly: "Sometimes I really envy you, you can read the enemy's mind, but you can't read the master's mind."

The corner of Sirik's mouth twitched: "Are you mocking me?"

"Of course not, what I mean is..." Mossa shook her head, staring at him every single word: "Silik, who do you think is the one who will make mistakes?"

"Who do you think is leading the child by the nose, so that the child can't turn back?"

"It's the king..." Mossa sighed, "It's the king who fell in love with Jiao. It's the king who deliberately locked everything into a foregone conclusion, controlling and forcing that child."

Her words made Sirik's eyes widen slowly.

Mossa shook her head: "Do you think that the king who can control Babylon for seven years is really an idiot who is as emotionally incomprehensible as you?

Is it because of responsibility that the king agreed to Jiao and let Jiao be the queen?Wang actually doesn't love him?

Ha, don't tell me such an absurd reason and you also believe it. "

"That child's mind is simple and clean, and everything is almost written on his face. Maybe he didn't think about being a queen at first, but just wanted to satisfy his love, and he was willing to be an unknown lover when the king didn't have a queen.

Wang had already seen it, but Wang didn't agree, he wanted the child to fall in love with him. "

"Our role is only to let Jiao know the truth and feel guilty for being locked in his own cage by the king under the control of the king, from ignorant liking to deep love."

Xilik gritted his teeth, and asked the colleague in front of him coldly: "Since you know everything, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

"Because I wanted to see if the kid would be shaken."

"You clearly know that according to Wang's character, if he agreed to leave at that time, Wang would—"

"Someone has to be the bad guy, Sirik."

Hillik's face was ugly, and his drooping palms were slowly clenched.

The light brown gentle pupils reflected the face of an angry male assistant, without guilt or wavering.

"If he wavers, he is not qualified to stay by the king's side.

It takes a lot of courage for Wang to decide to take this path. It is not uncommon to see if the child is worth his sincerity.As the king's assistants, we have to verify this even more.

You and I both understand that if weak people are hurt, they don't have the courage to resent their enemies, but strangely they will resent those who are kind to them.

The two will face ups and downs in the future. As a subject, I don't want the future king to suffer the deepest harm from the person behind him who wants to protect the most.That's so sad. "

Even though he was angry, Sirik still knew that what she said was right, but he couldn't accept it.

The male assistant officer strode away angrily.

But Mossa turned around helplessly and glanced at the faintly lit dormitory in the distance.

If the child was in an ordinary family, he must be a good child. Unfortunately, the person who can be a queen and stand beside the king will not be a good person...

Hopefully, he won't regret his decision in the future.

After a moment, Mossa turned around and walked towards the outside of the palace.

Luo Lai's clothes were also wrinkled, his hair was messed up, and two sandals woven like Roman shoes were lost.

Along the way, he rushed towards the king's bedroom like a madman. Fortunately, the guards he encountered should know him and did not stop him.

The moment he entered the entrance of the dormitory, the beating heart pounding in his chest and reaching his throat eased down. Luo Lai took a deep breath, trying to make his expression look normal.

He rejected Latas' inquiry with a surprised and worried expression, walked to the side of the king's couch, touched the lion's head protruding from under the bed, and then sat down on the side of the bed.

A strong light honey-colored arm stretched out, wrapping around Luo Lai's waist and leading him to the bed.

Pressing the person on the bed, pressing his chin against the green-haired and long-haired Faxuan, Sartu asked in a hoarse voice, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Luo Lai was very upset, and said casually, "It's too dark in the toilet, I fell and lost my shoes."

A chuckle came from the top of his head, and a pair of big hands reached into his robe to touch.

"Are you hurt?"

"...No, Sartu...you..."

"That's it." Luo Lai said in a pretended relaxed tone: "You know, I just remembered something when I went to the bathroom just now, I actually, I actually..."

Shall I speak up?

If I say it, will Sartu regret it and take back those words?

Otherwise, just pretend not to know, I don't want to be separated from Sartu...

When the words came to his lips, Luo Lai's throat was strangled by a despicable voice.

No.

This is deceiving Saltu!

He bit his lower lip hard, his emerald green pupils were covered with a film of water, the pain suppressed all his thoughts, and he forced a smile as if his spine had been taken away:

"I actually didn't want to be a queen... After you kissed me, I thought you must like me very much, hehe... So I fell in love with you. You must like me to want me to be a queen, right? Right? "

Of course not.

He hinted at Sartu, but he already had the answer in his heart.

Sartu did it because of responsibility, because he insisted on holding him accountable because of his intransigence.

But why not tell the real reason for the kiss sooner?

Say it sooner... I wouldn't...

won't...

That little bit of resentment is nothing compared to the more painful pain.

Tears filled the corners of the eyes, crossed the bridge of the nose and dripped hotly into the other eye, and finally wet the pillow.

Luo Lai, who was lying on the bed with his back to Sartu, held back his crying and panting, clenching his teeth for fear of being discovered by Sartu.

Upturned amber eyes stared at the trembling back, Sartu restrained his smile, and finally realized that the little idiot he thought was actually a big idiot.

No scheming, no concealment, nothing.

Just throwing himself into a trap without even erecting a thorn, enduring the pain to be considerate of others.

idiot……

What a hopeless fool!

Sartu directly bent his shoulders and turned the person to face him.

Not surprisingly, Luo Lai wiped his eyes and nose in a panic, but wiped more and more, and finally covered his face with his arms and cried out of breath.

Sartu felt a slight pain in his chest.

He forcefully pulled away the arm covered by the little thing, leaned forward and touched the red eyelids with his lips, the tears on them were like poison, bitter from the taste buds to the heart.

"like very much."

"Did you just find out now, idiot?"

?

Unbelievable, Luo Lai, who thought he had heard it wrong, stopped crying suddenly, looked at Sartu through the foggy tears in his eyes in a panic, and hiccupped.

The staring boss's round emerald green eyes were bloodshot, and the king of Babylon wanted to laugh, but couldn't help loving him.

"This king knows it all."

"The feeling of loving you started when you told me that you wanted me."

Think, think, think about it? !

Luo Lai stared blankly at Sartu: "I, hiccup! When, hiccup! Did you say that?"

Sartu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and wiped his tears while tsk: "After solving the curse incident, on the way back from the royal city to the royal palace."

Luo Lai thought about it for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered.

And then.

Luo Lai: Fuck, is it true or not?that day i was...

Sartu narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Don't admit it?"

Luo Lai shrunk his neck subconsciously, and shook his head obediently: "Hi! No, no."

"Hmph, I don't expect you to dare."

Sartu was satisfied, kissed him, kissed him again, and kissed him again, Luolai's mouth was numb.

After being kissed for a long time with such a foolish head blank, Luo Lai's not-so-intelligent head only reacted, and he hugged the man's lowered head while raising his neck.

Sartu, who was only a few centimeters away from Doudou, licked his palate with his tongue, raised his head impatiently, his animal-like amber pupils fixed his eyes on the pitiful little thing, and rolled out a single sound from his throat.

Luo Lai is like a poor worm who loses and regains, gains and loses, loses and regains, who is about to doubt life, and asks uncertainly:

"really?"

Did you really lie to me?

Just, you like me?Then you're with me right?

"Really? Is it more real than pearls??"

"Well, it's more real than pearls."

The king of noble Babylon gave the poor wretch an affirmative answer.

That moment!

Luo Lai seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, smell the smell of spring, and see patches of golden sunshine shining on the top of his head.

Like a grass that was knocked down by hailstones and branched due to the rain and dew, Luolai's expression changed from a crying face to a dazed surprise, and finally——

He blossomed! ! !

... Woo.

Saltu is such a nice guy.

How can he be so good?How can I be so lucky? !

Luo Lai was overwhelmed with surprise and touch, holding Sartu in his arms and wishing he could howl for him.

But before he could howl, Luolai's neck was strangely stiff.

Click it.

Luo Lai turned his neck and looked down at some rogue man.

The other party ate tofu very frankly, and asked Luo Lai: "Are you still sleepy after crying?"

Rollei shook his head subconsciously.

"In that case."

The atmosphere was just right, the white-haired king of Babylon raised his hand and brushed his white hair back. His handsome face was wild and full of wildness, and the smile on his lips was so handsome that his hormones exploded.

"Then the king will spare no effort to help you sleep."

then.

Whoosh, the clothes are gone.

Whoosh, the trousers are gone.

With another plop, Nai Lailai was overturned directly.

A certain dog with its face buried in the pillow and its back facing up: Huh?

Ahhhhhh Σ(っ°Д°%3B)っ! ! ! !

Nai Lailai: I agreed not to sleep today, but why did I still sleep? ! !

Sartu: It's early morning, it's already the second day.

Milk Lailai: ...

At the end of the previous curse event, in the ending plot that I haven’t seen for five days, I have already hinted that Sartu’s heart was moved twice (don’t believe Nimeng, go back and read the description), but some cuties were deceived by the nest, thinking that Sartu was later. agreed.

In fact, he had already been tempted, so he accepted the curse and accepted the binding. When Luolai made the request, Sartu hesitated, and finally decided to take advantage of this opportunity to agree.

Moreover, among the two assistant officers, Xilike was actually more soft-hearted towards Luo Lai.

And Mossa.As I mentioned in the previous treatment of Akrita, those smiling female assassins actually belong to Mossa, so Mosssa is a ruthless character capable of writing and fighting, the kind who can KO most of the military officers, but usually does not expose it.

(Most of the foreshadowing is in the previous plot)

【A person who can be a queen and stand next to a king will not be a good person. What about the king? 】

[There is never anything to follow the trend, there is only a trap called making mistakes. 】