nebula story

The unhealthy blush on his cheeks was still astonishing, and Chesu's usually deep black eyes were a little foggy, silently looking at the handsome young man in front of him with a serious expression.Under the high fever, the carriage was slightly bumped, and he didn't know where he was.

Slightly frowning, Fern didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Go on to sleep, you need to rest."

"His Royal Highness Fern?" Chesu looked at him drowsily, then turned his head to look around and out of the car window with difficulty, "This is... where are you going?"

"Imperial Palace." After answering two words briefly, Fern closed his mouth miserly again.

"What are you doing?" Chesu felt a tightness in his chest, and the high fever all over his body made him unable to think.

palace?What does the palace have to do with him?

Frowning slightly, Fern said, "Of course it's a cure."

Staring at him blankly, and looking at the military doctor beside him with difficulty, Chesu finally understood in a daze.Pushing himself up, he sat on the bench in the back and held the ice pack on his forehead: "I'm fine, I just have a little fever..."

Looking blankly at His Highness Fern with deep eyes in front of him, he still doesn't quite understand the strange thing in front of him: he must have passed out for a while, and before he passed out, he was reprimanded by this person to go back to Hall Manor, why in the blink of an eye, he Just arrived in a luxury stretch car?

Silently looking at himself, Chesu raised his hand and re-buttoned his collar button and cuff buttons with some difficulty.After closing his eyes for a short while, he felt that he had accumulated enough energy, and then opened them again, and said softly, "Your Highness, there is a doctor in Hall Manor..."

His face became ugly, and Fern's anger loomed: "I said earlier, your life is mine—even if you die, you will die by my side."

Breathing the air with difficulty, Chesu leaned back wearily and did not speak again.

His Highness Fern looked at him, his cold and angry eyes calmed down again after a while: "Just now Instructor Vesta interrogated Bauer and the two of them. It is said that they used waterboarding on you for ten days, trying to force you to After retiring from the army, you don't even want to give them a nod."

He looked at Chesu lightly, with deep eyes: "Now, why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Chesu on the opposite side was stunned, as if he was also a little confused, staring at the sharp-eyed and probing His Royal Highness with dark eyes.

Fern looked at Chesu, who was blushing and embarrassed, feeling a little strangely complacent for some reason.

Tilting his head, he squinted at Chesu faintly: "There is no need to answer. I just need to make sure that you are actually working very hard and want to stay in the army and continue to be my mechanic."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and the head of the guard, Wood, looked at the bewildered Chesu, and then glanced at the haughty but radiant Highness, desperately suppressing the pity-like emotion in his heart: If even He could see that this stupid, untouchable young man lacked any respect and admiration for His Majesty, so why did His Majesty, who has always been attentive to others, suddenly become so happy?

At this moment, Wood swore that he had seen the most shocking and frightening thing since today!

——Chesu, who was leaning weakly on the back of the soft chair, staggered suddenly, and opened his mouth to vomit towards the opposite side in the slightly bumpy carriage!

Jumping up in shock, Wood quickly supported him at a loss, his first reaction was to yell crazily in his heart: Oh my God, this pariah boy didn't do it on purpose, he definitely wouldn't do it on purpose!

There was an unbearable depression in his heart, and Chesu's face was flushed with dizziness and vomiting. The bump in the carriage just now finally made him unable to bear it anymore.

He vomited several times on the seat in a dazed state, and his mind was temporarily confused: he couldn't remember how many days he had had a fever, and he couldn't remember whether this continuous vomiting came from when he was thrown on the cold floor of the bathroom overnight. At the beginning, I have vomited several times since I got up this morning, and I just couldn't bear the pain just now.

After struggling for a long time to raise his head, his ears were buzzing. Looking at the strange angry and patient expression of His Royal Highness, Chesu fell into a coma again.

"Brother Emperor." Lance's soft voice sounded, and he also came to the back from the front seat, watching Wood frantically helping Fern wipe the vomit stains on his chest, and quickly opened the closed car window to breathe.

"He really didn't do it on purpose." Looking carefully at Fern's face, Lance suppressed a smile, "For the sake of his being a seriously ill patient, please don't punish him for his disrespect. .”

It's okay if you don't listen to this sentence, but after hearing this sentence, Fern's handsome face twisted slightly for an instant.

Looking at the emperor's younger brother, he said word by word: "Of course I know, I don't need you to remind me. But who would suspect that he did it on purpose? Do you?" Turning his head and looking at Wood who was sneaking a glance at him, he suddenly became furious: "It's still you !?"

Trembling with fright, the head of the guard, Wood, replied loudly: "This subordinate absolutely dare not!"

Staring at him and snorting heavily, His Highness Fern rebuked casually with a cold face: "Not backing down yet!"

Wood was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stooped bitterly, and squeezed from Fern's side to the front seat where His Royal Highness Lance was.

——I knew His Highness was going to lose control again, listen, back down?The car was driving fast along the road, was he trying to force him to jump off the car?

As early as on the road, the chief physician of the palace was contacted, and the extended royal bulletproof vehicle drove unimpeded to the towering and majestic palace complex.

The ancient royal atmosphere has long since disappeared, replaced by a relatively modern architectural style, but the layout of the entire imperial palace still retains the model used by the ancient court.

The tight roadblocks and magnetically controlled gates along the way were silently opened under the miniature top-secret access magnetic card in front of the special royal car, and soon, the car had already driven to the fork intersection of Zhengzhong Avenue.

Looking back from the front seat, the head of the guard, Wood, carefully looked at Fern: "His Royal Highness, who is it now?"

Frowning at him, Fern seemed a little surprised: "Of course, go back to my bedroom first."

"Oh", Wood didn't ask again.The vehicle galloped silently, and soon stopped firmly in front of a three-story white building, the bedroom of His Royal Highness Fern.

Bending down to get out of the car, Fern took a few quick steps, stopped again, and looked back at the special car with the door open behind him strangely: "Wood! What are you doing?"

Wood looked at him, and quickly jumped out of the car: "Your Highness, I will arrange for the guards in the car behind to take Chesu to the medical clinic, and I will be back immediately."

Sticking his head out of the car window, Lance also waved to Fern: "Brother, please rest first, I will go with them for a while, and then go back to my bedroom to rest."

Frowning tightly, Fern looked at Wood very dissatisfied: "You haven't asked the Royal Medical Officer to wait here?"

here? !His Royal Highness Fern's own bedroom?

Fortunately, the surprises of this day were flooded enough, and Wood started calling the medical hall almost without hesitation.After a few instructions, he has already quickly reported to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince: "The chief medical officer said he will arrive within 2 minutes!"

Looking at him coldly, Fern was expressionless: "So you're standing here, ready to let them treat patients in the car?"

All of a sudden, His Highness Fern began to ponder in his heart whether he should re-select a chief guard of the palace—why he never found out that this guy who has been with him for more than ten years is so ineffective!

……

The night was getting darker, and His Majesty the Emperor didn't like the extravagant and lustful atmosphere. In addition, His Highness the Crown Prince also had a rigid and strict personality, so the environment of the palace, which was already extremely quiet, was already quiet at night, except for the occasional chirping of insects and the breeze. Peaceful silence.

The acacia tree, which has been growing in this majestic royal palace for hundreds of years, rustled its leaves in the night breeze, and a few soft branches swayed along the wind direction in front of the windows of the white western-style buildings surrounded by it.

From the perspective of the swaying branches, beside the exquisite wrought iron hollow window lattice on the second floor, a figure is concentrating on the file in hand in front of the book case by the window.

The interior is extremely spacious, and there is a huge wooden bed about five or six meters away from the desk. The unknown thick wood is carved with simple and concise engravings, and the dark crimson silk bed is covered with the same simple jacquard pattern.

On the thick and soft extra-long pillow, a teenager's quiet sleeping face was exposed outside the quilt, sleeping soundly.

In the huge prince's bedroom, there were only these two people. The sleepy boy on the bed slept extremely quietly, and the young man who was watching the file by the window was also careful not to make any sound.

It wasn't until the chime clock on the wall rang out a small chime on the hour that there were two very light knocks on the door, and soon, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a maid's costume, walked in lightly. .

After turning around slightly, Fern stood up in front of the window.Then he walked to the big bed, and watched quietly as the pretty maid helped the sleeping Chesu change the ice pack on his forehead, and then gently wiped off the fine sweat on his face with a snow-white towel.

In a drowsy sleep, the boy on the bed seemed to feel the careful care around him, moved his body slightly and snorted, stuck out his pink tongue, and licked his chapped lips anxiously.

"Give him water." With a few simple words, the maid next to His Royal Highness Fern has already walked to the side cabinet on the side very cleverly, poured a glass of clean water with a suitable temperature, and brought it to the bed.

Bending down, she half-supported Chesu carefully with difficulty, and brought the water glass in her hand to the sleeping Chesu's mouth.

With a sound of "Gudong", the unconscious Chesu tilted his body, fell down before drinking water, and hit his head heavily on the wooden edge beside the bed.

The maid was taken aback, and when she saw His Highness Fern's stern face in a blink of an eye, tears almost filled her eyes.

Without giving her a chance to correct, the tall and tall Crown Prince silently took a step forward and sat on the side of the bed, reaching out to support Chesu, who was blushing and still had a high fever, in his arms.

Probably because he was not used to such close contact with an unfamiliar person, Fern looked impatient, and his posture was a little stiff, and he softly reprimanded: "Hurry up?"

Quickly half-kneeling on the ground, the maid raised the water glass and brought it to Chesu's lips again.

With Fern gently fixing his body behind him to support his head, this time, Chesu finally opened his mouth slowly, and drank some water half-gulp and half-gulp.

After confirming that the boy in his arms had no intention of continuing, Fern slowly pulled away, and was about to put him flat on the bed again, when his eyes fell on the naked upper body, but he was slightly taken aback.

It should be due to the curative effect of the hours-long injection, or the sweat from the high fever, the upper body of Chesu, who was sleeping peacefully with frowning on the bed, was covered with dripping sweat.

Frowning, Fern turned around and made a wiping motion towards the maid.

The girl understood, stepped back hurriedly, and after a while brought a deep wooden basin filled with warm water, stretched out her hand and twisted a warm wide towel in it, and with the support of His Royal Highness Fern, she moved lightly Helping Chesu wipe off the sweat from his upper body.

Although the movement was light, when he touched the bruised finger marks on Chesu's shoulder, the sleeping boy was still troubled by the pain, and couldn't help frowning slightly and humming softly.

Sensing the sudden dissatisfied gaze cast by His Royal Highness Fern, the court maid shrank slightly, and lowered her hand even more in shock and aggrieved.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the soft sound of water, only Chesu's slightly rough and uneven breathing.The maid's movements were gentle, and Chesu was in a deep sleep, so she didn't wake him up even after wiping for a long time.

After a while, the little maid had wiped off the sweat on his body, and put him on the bed again in a refreshed manner. Seeing His Royal Highness Fern pull the quilt to cover him, she said softly: "Your Highness, Wei Mr. Se asked me to come in, and by the way, I would like to ask you, do you want someone to come in and send this..."

Taking a peek at the brand of pariah exposed on Chesu's shoulder that was exactly the same as her own, she hesitated and said, "Send this guest to the next room?"

Slightly taken aback, Fern saw that the clock on the wall had pointed to past 12 o'clock.

Looking at Chesu who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he frowned slightly: "Don't bother. You go and tell the manager—" He looked at the extra long and gorgeous three-seater sofa opposite the bed, "He has a place to sleep."

After pondering for a while, he continued in a low voice: "You don't need to come in the second half of the night."

"Yes, Your Highness." Softly agreed, the court maid bowed and retreated.

Turning around and returning to the desk, Fern dimmed the lights a bit, and silently flipped through the case file that he hadn't finished reviewing just now.

Time passed slowly, and the chime clock on the wall rang twice again, before he opened his mouth and yawned, and stood up.

He casually unbuttoned the military uniform on his body, and took off his well-fitting jacket and trousers, revealing a slender, well-proportioned yet masculine male body.

Thanks to his genetically excellent royal pedigree, coupled with his rigorous physical training and four-year military training since he was a child, the 25-year-old imperial prince has a more proud and fit body than ordinary noble youths.

After changing into the pajamas that were neatly folded on the couch at the end of the bed, he looked at the figure already lying on the bed in confusion.Standing by the bed, he looked at the prince lying on the couch which still had a lot of space, his brows were still frowned.

After a while, he yawned again, and finally turned around resentfully and came to the large sofa not far away, curled up and lay down on it.

The bright moon is in the sky, hanging obliquely beside the window lattice.The moonlight sprinkled in gently, fell on Chesu's face whose breathing was gradually steady, and also fell on the brows of the eldest prince who was sitting on the sofa not far away. For a moment, there was an appearance of tranquility and beauty.