nebula story

His Highness Fern was silent, and said coldly for a long while: "Call him here."

……

Dressed in a neat military uniform, the collar and cuffs were buttoned up extremely tightly, with a pale face and slightly floating steps, Chesu appeared in front of the door of the mecha parts warehouse.

Seeing him, Lance beside Fern was taken aback, feeling a serious uneasiness in his heart.

Compared with the healthy complexion and flexible steps that he managed to recuperate not long ago, Chesu's complexion and spirit now seem to be a little worse than when he was sent to the Royal Field Hospital!

I haven't seen him for a while. Logically speaking, he should be like many recruits when he first joined the army. Although he will be thinner and tired, he should also be stronger and have a healthier complexion, right?

Just as he was about to step forward to ask distressedly, the stern gaze of His Royal Highness Fern, the brother next to him, stopped him.Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Lance frowned and stared at Chesu: Yes, his face was so pale that the faint blush on his cheeks seemed a little strange.

His eyes, which were always dark and bright, seemed to be a little dazed and in a trance, and when he saw Lance and His Highness Fern, he didn't show any obvious expressions.

Standing in front of the two tall and handsome princes, Chesu bowed his head silently after performing a military salute.

Looking at his listless expression coldly, His Royal Highness Fern's breathing was a little uncontrollably heavy.

It took him a while to calm down, he looked at Chesu, and said calmly: "Last time I asked you to choose, if you don't report to the military academy, you will stay in the royal prison for the rest of your life. You chose the former very wisely."

Chesu raised his head blankly and looked at him, as if he didn't quite understand why he brought up the previous matter.

"But you don't want to be drafted into the army at all, and you don't even want to be my exclusive mechanic." Fern looked at Chesu's tightly pursed lips, feeling a burst of inexplicable anger in his heart, "So, once you hear me say You must be very happy to go back to Hall Manor if you fail the test, right?"

Chesu in front of him looked at him, but still didn't speak.The dark eyes were covered by drooping eyelashes, trying to hide the inadvertent indifference as much as possible.

Staring at his beautiful and calm side face, Fern slowly began to understand: just like the nails he always encountered in front of this boy, once he started this kind of unilateral accusation, Chesu would immediately shrink back. The world refuses to talk.

What made him most angry and unwilling was that there were more than a dozen people in the entire parts warehouse. From the eyes of others, Chesu seemed afraid to answer a word. Only he knew clearly that Chesu's reaction was actually against him. The greatest contempt and challenge for this noble prince.

"Answer me! Is it because of this?" He said every word, only feeling that the anger in his heart began to rise uncontrollably again.

Slowly raising his head, Chesu replied with a few simple words: "No,...Your Highness."

"you're lying!"

The cunning little thing!

Tilting his head slightly, Chesu looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was starting to fight again with a strange look: Look, he knew that when this person wanted to accuse others, he was always so thoughtless.

His mind was dizzy for a while, and he had to use a lot of strength to barely support his precarious legs.

Looking at Fern Palace, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he whispered almost sarcastically: "Your Highness, since I can't hide it from you, then... put me back in the Royal Prison."

Listening to the conversation between Chesu and his imperial brother in astonishment, and then looking at Fern with a blue face, Lance felt his head hurt.

Taking a step forward hastily, he smiled wryly at Fern and said, "Okay brother, don't be so fussy with him. You know—"

Looking at him coldly, His Highness Fern stopped the emperor's brother's persuasion with his eyes.

After a strange silence, Fern looked at Lance: "Don't worry, since I told him to go back to Hall Manor, I won't break my promise."

Staring at Chesu with icy eyes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince regained his usual calm and self-control, and no longer concealed his contempt and disappointment: "I will not send you to prison again, go back to your young master Andy—I You are not worthy of sitting next to you." Looking at Chesu lightly, he smiled proudly: "I overestimated you, and I should be responsible for this mistake."

Staring blankly at His Royal Highness Fern's thin and graceful cold lips, Chesu seemed to be in a daze. Under the deep black eyes, the blushing red on the pale face was not healthy, but rather glaring.

His eyes slowly fell not far away, the metal mecha accessories on the warehouse shelf were shining with a proud luster, and mischievously cast a rainbow-like halo of temptation at him.For such a brief moment, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, revealing some reluctance and sadness.

"His Royal Highness Fern." The fine sweat slowly gathered in his hair and began to flow down his forehead. He opened his mouth with difficulty, his mind was in a daze, and the last unwillingness drove him to spit out the words of salvation, "I have really... tried my best . Please give me a little more time.  …”

Without answering indifferently, Fern's expression was like looking at a humble citizen.

After a while, the proud Crown Prince passed him by and looked at Colonel Vesta: "Tell him to step down."

"Chesu?" Lance looked worriedly at Chesu's tranced eyes, and said softly, "Your body looks really bad, and the emperor's opinion is actually very good, you should go back to your family as soon as possible .”

After being silent for a long time, the boy on the opposite side took a last look at the two princes who were handsome and lofty, and finally backed away without a word, and walked towards the gate of the mecha parts warehouse.

He walked very slowly, as if he was a little saddened by the scolding in front of the crowd, and his steps were a little staggered unnoticed.

His eyes couldn't help but kept chasing him, but Lance's frown became tighter and tighter: the emperor's brother didn't get angry out of control, and Chesu wasn't so stupid as to challenge the majesty of the royal family. He could even go home and reunite with his father, but why did he Always feel a little weird and uneasy? !

This uneasiness was suddenly intensified the moment his eyes caught Chesu's figure disappearing at the door.

Seeing some kind of shadow flashing down behind the door, he fell into a momentary confusion: That's it? ——Suddenly realized, he suddenly strode towards the door!

But at the same time he raised his foot, there was a figure beside him who was faster and more anxious than him. Before he could fully react, Brother Fern had already rushed forward. After a few seconds, Fern's dark voice had already There was a hurried sound outside the warehouse gate: "Come on!"

Shocked, he chased outside the door, looking at the man in the arms of Emperor Fern, Lance blurted out: "Chesu?!"

Sure enough, the figure that flashed by outside the door and fell silently was none other than Chesu!Looking in panic at the boy in Fern's arms with closed eyes and dripping cold sweat on his forehead, Lance's eyes fell on the blush that had spread on his cheeks, and he finally felt a little dazed.

He raised his hand to try Chesu's forehead, and sure enough, an astonishing heat came from his palm.Shaking Chesu's shoulder vigorously, Lance shouted anxiously: "Chesu, are you having a fever?"

There was no response, and Chesu in Fern's arms lowered his head.

"He's in a coma." His Highness Fern's voice could not be heard, but it was darker than usual, "Don't be dazed, untie the discipline button of his throat, and let him breathe!"

Only then did he realize that Lance squatted beside Fern hastily, his slender fingers unbuttoned Chesu's extremely tightly buttoned collar, and Fern adjusted his posture accordingly, as if trying to let the unconscious man in his arms The boy feels better.

Behind them, Colonel Vesta and Chief of the Royal Guard Wood, who hurried out together, looked at the two distinguished princes on the ground dumbly, a little confused.

After hesitating for a moment, Colonel Vesta stepped forward quickly, trying to take over the sudden situation.

As soon as he got close, Colonel Vesta suddenly felt inexplicably shocked: he suddenly looked up at His Royal Highness Fern with that kind of cold and questioning gaze!

And His Royal Highness Lance, who also looked at him with anger at this time, fixedly looked at him!

"You are so courageous!" A strange look appeared on His Royal Highness Fern's face, and for a moment there seemed to be extreme anger.

"What?" Colonel Vesta was stunned.His eyes fell on Chesu in his arms suspiciously, and his eyes also narrowed slightly!

Although only two collar buttons were unbuttoned, looking from a height, under Chesu's slightly revealing clothes, there were some dense and black and blue fingerprints almost all over his shoulders.On the snow-white skin, this black and blue bruise looked particularly shocking.

Reaching out to undo a few more buttons, Fern looked at Chesu's upper body expressionlessly. Fortunately, there were no such strange scars on the rest of the body.

His eyes suddenly fell on Chesu's wrist cuffs, which were also buttoned extremely tightly, and he began to untie the cuff buttons on Chesu's wrists with his own hands.

...Although it has long been guessed that there will be the same injury here, when Fern saw the two circles of bruised and purple finger marks on both wrists with his own eyes, Fern still couldn't hold back the huge fright and anger for a moment, so much so that even Then for a while I lost the ability to speak.

"Your Highness, I'm going to call the doctor from the barracks." With the approval of His Highness Lance, the head of the guard, Wood, ran outside without saying hello to Colonel Vesta.

—Bless yourselves, Colonel Vesta!He muttered to himself.