nebula story

Along the way, I followed His Royal Highness Fern. I had a light meal at the Defense Department, and then listened to the routine business report, and then drove to the Ministry of Industry at three o'clock as usual to inspect the construction of the latest new space transition point base. A simple dinner was used between work, and it was not until after eight or nine o'clock in the evening that His Royal Highness finally finished the day's routine work.

Following his day's itinerary, although the head of the guard, Wood, had long been used to the compactness of the itinerary, he still felt His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's occasional absent-mindedness today.

It wasn't until Fern rushed back to the crown prince's bedroom with all the travel and dust all over his body that Fern's eyes seemed to be a little more radiant under the light.

Last night's late sleep did not seem to affect the energetic young prince, so that when he watched his fast back as he walked up the stairs on the second floor, Wood began to doubt: this morning, the one who yawned and ate at the dining table Your Highness Fern, are you really the same person as the current person?

Standing in front of the bedroom door of his own palace, Fern couldn't help but lighten his steps.

Pushing the door open and entering, he looked at the quiet room, the spacious big bed where he usually lives, and it was the same as when he left in the morning, Chesu was still sleeping peacefully, even his posture didn't change much, giving people an extremely uneasy feeling. , It seems that the person will have the illusion of falling asleep like this.

With an inexplicable jump in his heart, His Royal Highness Fern walked forward quickly.Looking at the maid in front of the bed who stood up hastily, he asked in a low voice, "How is he?"

The court maid with clear eyes also lowered her voice very softly, and answered His Highness: "Your Highness, he still has a fever. The temperature dropped a little during the day, and then rose again. The doctor came to give a total of three bottles of intravenous drip, and now it is more severe than that. Just now, the temperature has dropped a bit. However, the doctor said that this is a common symptom of acute pneumonia, and Master Chesu has been delayed for too long without treatment, so... it is inevitable that it will be a bit repeated."

Knowing His Highness the Crown Prince's special concern for this young man, the clever maid answered in great detail.

Staring intently at the young man who hadn't woken up on the bed, Fern sat on the wooden chair where the maid had just sat, and waved her back.

He lightly turned on the desk lamp on the carved oak cabinet beside the bed, and the faint yellow light came down, and he looked at Chesu.The careful maid should have considered the patient's constant sweating, so the dark crimson bedding on the bed yesterday has been replaced with light yellow silk sheets, which contrasted with the pale complexion of the sleepy boy on the bed, a little pale. warm home.

Without the tit-for-tat confrontation between him and himself when he was awake, His Royal Highness Fern stared at the quiet and sleepy Chesu, and finally slowly admitted in his heart that the person in front of him who often aroused some inexplicable out-of-control emotions in front of him was actually just an extraordinarily beautiful face Just a gentle boy.

It was probably the doctor's order to pay attention to ventilation. The goose yellow silk on his chest was only covered under the collarbone, revealing a little of his delicate and fair skin. , It's a pity, round shoulders and exquisite collarbone, some shocking traces can easily catch people's sight: the purple-red untouchable brand that reveals half of it, the blue and purple finger marks left by someone's shoulders being twisted forcibly, and the scars that have yet to be seen. Completely eliminates the welt of scars and scabs.

Corresponding to these shocking marks on the shoulders, it further highlights the beauty and flawlessness of the face next to it.Under the light, Chesu's brows were slightly frowned, and the long black eyelashes, which were as thick as a girl's, were like two small fans, casting a small dark shadow under the closed eyes, making the originally delicate face The lines appear a little more three-dimensional.

The extremely beautiful lips were slightly pursed, a little dry, but still showing a little childlike innocence.

Yes, that is a kind of undefended innocence and innocence, which can easily make people who perceive it involuntarily moved.

Recalling the few times these days, but they were all thunderous collisions, Fern suddenly felt a little inexplicably lost. He only saw the sarcasm and indifference on his lips repeatedly, or simply lowered his head and only gave him On top of one head, Chesu's natural demeanor in drowsiness made him feel annoyed that he couldn't explain or grasp.

When they met for the first time, he made a surprising move in front of thousands of people. After he showed up, his expression was calm and neither humble nor overbearing. How could I not suspect that he was cunning and arrogant?

When I saw him again in prison, his eyes were contemptuous and not afraid of death, so how could people not give him the illusion of being extremely strong and tenacious?

It is precisely because of this that he forgot that the eccentric young man in front of him who was amazingly talented in the Royal Academy of Engineering was just a humble pariah who could be dispatched or even insulted by anyone, so that he had strict requirements on him. Bring him such a disaster!

He is Fern's exclusive partner and his own mechanic. If it is reasonable for him, the crown prince, to punish and be harsh on Chesu, then how can those idiots and scum deserve to hurt him!

Frowning tightly, Fern recalled his almost furious mood when he heard the two lieutenants waterboarding Chesu two days ago. Suddenly, his handsome and masculine face began to gnash his teeth.

When Chesu was stunned by the always-on bedside lamp and finally opened his eyes in a daze, what he saw was His Highness Fern, who was so close at hand, with an expression that was so obviously angry that it was almost ferocious. ...

Staring blankly at Fern, Chesu blinked dizzily—the last time when she woke up, there was obviously that gentle and kind maid sister next to her bed, but now she is having a nightmare!

Looking at His Royal Highness Fern in the dream, he snorted through his nose: Where did I go against his dragon scales? Look at that terrifying face. ... Well, I still have a fever, and the air in my nose is hot when I exhale it.

"How are you?"……

Huh, this dream is really weird, the face of the person opposite suddenly changed from a ferocious molar to a soft drizzle, looking at me with concern.

"Do you want a drink of water? Still feeling uncomfortable?" Fern frowned, watching Chesu look at himself awkwardly.

His face was flushed, and his nose was wrinkled. Could it be that he was suffering badly?

He stretched out his hand, intending to touch Chesu's forehead to test the temperature, but just as he reached out to his brow, Chesu raised his hand impatiently and said, "Go away..."

Squinting his eyes and looking at His Royal Highness Fern who looked shocked in his dream, Chesu suddenly felt a little happy.

Still dizzy, there was a little man in his head quietly yelling: Tell him to fuck off, tell him to fuck off!It's not enough to bully him and torment him during the day, do you want to harass him in your dreams?

"I hate it..." He raised his weak arm again, pushed Fern's hand that had been frozen in mid-air in annoyance, and muttered recklessly, "You are so annoying, what are you doing in other people's dreams? ..."

in a dream? !Slowly withdrawing the stiff and awkward hand, Fern's face was cloudy and uncertain.

"If you don't leave, Senior Lance will hit you with a hot wire gun."

Complacently looking at Fern's handsome face that collapsed in an instant, Chesu's face blushed, tilted his head and gestured with his hands obliquely in the posture of a gun, and aimed at Fern in relief: "... If senior Lance doesn't beat you, my father will kill you too....Hmph."

His chest felt uncomfortably stuffy, and his whole body felt sore with a high fever. Looking at Fern, who had a strange expression in front of him, Chesu himself also began to be in a daze for a short time.

Yes, I feel so uncomfortable, but where is my father?When I was sick, my father would always be by my side, and when I woke up, I would see his gentle and bright eyes.

Feeling lonely and sad for a while, he slowly withdrew his hand, ignored the lingering Crown Prince in his dream, and closed his eyes.

Continuing to petrify in front of the bed, Fern finally wanted to shake the bold guy on the bed extremely unwillingly—even if he was sleepwalking, even if he was a sick patient, but who gave him the courage to dare to despise himself so nakedly? !

Just as the hand reached out to Chesu's shoulder to shake it, it suddenly stopped and could no longer move.

Under the shade of the tassels of the desk lamp, the warm light shone on Che Chesu's face with his eyes closed, and it was unusually quiet.

In this silence, a crystal teardrop slowly oozed out from the tightly closed corner of the boy's eyes on the bed, quietly slid down his crystal-clear jade face, and landed on the side of the silk pillow, blurring a small teardrop. Dark marks.

Even facing his deadly heat gun, even being hanged in prison with bruises all over his body, Fern was very clear and sure that he had never seen Chesu's tears and weakness and sorrow.

Standing by the bed blankly for a long time, listening to Chesu's breathing returning to the steady state of sleepiness, he didn't move.

His Royal Highness Fern, who slept half curled up on the large sofa in the bedroom again, had some strange insomnia that he hadn't seen for a long time tonight.After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally fell asleep and vaguely remembered that he had made a small decision before going to bed. What was it?

By the way, it has something to do with the boy on the bed who scolded him for being annoying and told him to go away.