A different world

The author has something to say: stick to the daily update, this chapter is to make up for yesterday, and I will write today's in the afternoon... Please look forward to it...

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Because Lal needed to recuperate, Charles temporarily postponed his trip back to the empire, and took care of Lal's body patiently and meticulously.Although Lal took antiemetics, the effect was not obvious, and he would vomit several times from time to time, which was very uncomfortable.Lal sometimes really suspects that what is inside his stomach is not his child, but a foreign object, otherwise he will suffer so much, he is simply thinking too much.Within a few days, Lal's small face turned sallow, and his body, which was not fat at all, lost two circles of weight.Seeing that Charles felt distressed, he hurriedly asked the doctor to come over for diagnosis and treatment, but the doctor's answer was the same as what he hadn't said, only saying that this is a normal morning sickness reaction, take some antiemetic medicine, and the rest is to get over it .

"How long will it take? I'm so sick." Lal was lying on the bed weakly and humming.

"It's hard to tell. Some morning sickness lasts for a long time, and some morning sickness lasts for a short time. It may be one or two months, or longer. This is related to the individual's constitution." The doctor replied.

"Gah, one or two months, even longer, am I still alive?" Lal said with a sad and painful expression.

"Usually, try to eat something nutritious and try to suppress vomiting. If you feel really uncomfortable, you can take antiemetic medicine, and it will pass soon." The doctor comforted.

"Oh, I see, I will try my best to hold back. Vomit~" Lal cheered himself up, but unfortunately he vomited again before finishing speaking.Charles sent the doctor away and sent someone to get a lot of antiemetics. When he came back, he saw Lal lying on the bed in a daze, his eyes fixed on the roof above him. Charles knew that Lal was thinking about something again. , since Lal knew he was pregnant, he behaved very calmly, not noisy, except for a few complaints occasionally, the rest was lying on the bed in a daze.Charles always felt that the calm Lal was not calm, but Lal was unwilling to share his thoughts with him.There is always a gap between them, he can't integrate into Lal's world, he has a feeling that he can't grasp it, which makes him a little at a loss.

"Lal, is there anything you want to eat, I'll ask someone to buy it for you?" Charles couldn't help interrupting Lal's thoughts and brought them back to the real world.

"Gah, I didn't hear what you just said, Charles?" Lal woke up from his thoughts and looked up at Charles.

"I'm asking if you have anything you want to eat. I'll ask someone to buy it. You can't eat now, and I feel very distressed." Charles said softly, looking at Lal affectionately.

"Oh, I don't have anything to eat now, thank you. By the way, Charles, when will you let me go back?" Lal said avoiding Charles' affectionate gaze.

"Why do you still want to leave? Did I treat you badly?" Charles was a little mad, suppressing the anger in his heart and asked unwillingly. He didn't understand why Lal always wanted to leave, he liked him so much , care about him.

"I've said it many times, I won't like you, you have your life, I have mine, and we won't meet." Lal said gently stroking his belly, he only had Mu in his heart. Ray, he will not like others, he knows this very well.

"Are you still thinking about him? He is the father of the child. He won't come to you. Just give up. Only I care about you." Charles noticed Lal's little move and felt angry. The flames rose up and roared loudly.The clenched fists represented that he was very angry now. If his reason hadn't told him not to, he would have pounced on him a long time ago. Looking at Lal's pale face, he finally held back.Lal lowered his head and said nothing.Charles stretched out his hand and punched the wall heavily, then turned and left angrily.A lot of dust fell on the roof.

"Ahem, ahem! Achoe! What a violent person!" Lal's little bit of guilt was also buried in the dust.

"Why is that? I'm no better than him at all..." In the room next to Lal's, Charles drank wine glass by glass to relieve his sorrows.

"Prince, you are the best, you should drink less, you have already drunk a lot..." Charles's personal guard Pusen persuaded him to drink, drinking hurts his body.

"Tell me, tell me, is it better for me or that Murray?" Charles was drunk and began to speak incoherently.

"Of course the prince is good. The prince has a prominent family background. He is a prince of a country. How can that Murray be compared with you..." Pusen comforted him thinking of the words he knew. He is very distressed now, they are all damned Sith (Another bodyguard of Charles) came up with a bad idea, saying that the prince can’t drink without anyone taking care of him. I foolishly believed it. Now he has to deal with the crazy talk of their seventh prince alone. It’s so difficult, he alone How can a seven-foot man speak warmly?

"Why doesn't Naral like me?" Charles asked drunkenly, spraying alcohol on Pusen's face.

"Well, well, maybe he hasn't discovered your merits yet, but I promise that he will like you in the future." Pusen didn't know what to answer, and racked his brains to say a word.

"So, he will like me." Charles stood up abruptly, grabbed Pusen's shoulder and said excitedly, his misty drunken eyes instantly burst into dazzling brilliance.

"Well, yes, I will definitely. Your Highness, you are drunk, I will help you to rest on the bed." Posenton felt the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face, and he did not dare to get out of the way, and stretched out his hand to support his house The prince shook his body and planned to send him to bed.Simpson put Charles on his shoulders, half-dragged him to the bed, helped him sit on the bed, and bent over to help him slip his shoes.Before he could bend down, his prince hugged him, and shouted: "Lal, you came to see me, I knew you liked me, I like you so much, you marry me Let me be my queen!"

"Your Highness, look clearly. I am your guard Pusen, and Master Lal is in the next room." Pusen, who was being hugged, had a dark face, thinking that his prince was really drunk. It's not very likely that he and Master Lal will be confused.

"No, how could you be Pusen? You are obviously Lal. Why are you lying? You want to leave, right? I won't let you go." Charles opened his misty eyes and blinked vigorously. Seriously looking at Posen's face, he finally insisted that the one in front of him was Lal, and hugged Posen's body even more tightly.

"Your Highness, I am really your guard Pusen, not Master Lal, please let me go!" Pusen tried his best to argue with a face full of tears, wanting to push away the restraint of his prince. , I didn't expect his prince to be so strong, no matter how much he pushed, he couldn't push it away.

"Lie! You are Lal, don't lie to me! Lal, do you know how much I like you!" Charles finished speaking, and without waiting for Pusen to react, he pulled the other party into his arms and lowered his head to stabilize the other party lips.Pusen was caught off guard, unable to dodge in time, and was kissed right away.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The body refused to let him escape, Pusen couldn't make a sound, only whining in protest.Suddenly he felt a slippery thing moving around in his mouth, and got entangled with his tongue, and suddenly he knew that it was the tongue of his prince.

"Wuu~~ let me go...ah, it hurts~" Pusen struggled even harder, but what he got in return was a punishing bite from his prince, who was biting the tip of his tongue, which was painful and painful. Numb feeling swept the whole body.Pusen first thought of Misha, the maid he had a crush on (they both belonged to the same royal palace): Misha, I’m sorry for you, I couldn’t leave my first kiss to you, I was forced... reality doesn’t allow him Think about it, his prince has already put him on the bed.Charles above was still kissing deeply, and his free hands began to roughly tear the obstructing clothes on Pusen's body.

"Tear~" The clothes on the top were torn out a big hole, and Pusen's smooth upper body was exposed a few times. Pusen belongs to the thinner type, and his body is fairer than the average person's skin. He had a face, so others didn't notice that he had fair skin.The white and tender skin was exposed to the cool air, and Pusen shuddered. Realizing the problem, he struggled even more. Charles pressed his body firmly, not giving him a chance to dodge. Leaving from Pusen's lips, kissing all the way along the neck, and finally stopped on the standing red tassel on the chest, licking and licking repeatedly, the red tassel became more and more bright red.

"Your Highness, please let me go. I'm not Master Lal. Please let me go. I like women, and I want to marry a wife!" shouted loudly.He had a bad premonition that his evening would be lost, he didn't want it, he still wanted to marry a wife.Hearing this, Charles really stopped his movements and looked at Posen in a daze for a while, his heart trembled, thinking that his prince was going to let him go, and his face was full of joy.Unexpectedly, his prince knocked him down to the bottom of the valley with a single sentence.

"Do you want to marry a wife?" Charles asked drunkenly.

"Yeah!" Pusen hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Dream! Don't even think about it, you are mine and only mine." Charles' face turned cold, and he stopped being gentle and flirting.What he wants most now is to possess him, possess him, so that he can belong to him.Following his thoughts, Charles pushed off the obstructing clothes on his body, revealing a perfect naked man's body, waved off the opponent's pants, separated the opponent's legs, and was about to raise his gun to go into battle.

"No, Your Royal Highness, please let me go, I'm not Master Lal!" Pusen looked at his prince who was undressed, and felt something bad. While begging for mercy, he struggled vigorously to get out of bed. When he ran out of bed, he was caught back, his pants were stripped off, and he posed in a shameful pose to his prince. Pusen was so ashamed and angry, his face was flushed, and now he wanted to die.Seeing the size of the giant thing under his prince, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shouted: "Prince, no, I am Pusen, your guard Pusen." Hope to wake up his family. prince.

It's a pity that the prince of his family has long been raped, the alcohol station has taken over his mind, he has lost his mind, and will not pay attention to his words.Separated Posen's legs, revealing the pink hidden in the dark, Charles restrained Posen's movement with both hands.He bent down, and one stood up and squeezed in. Because he didn't do any pioneering work, it was very difficult to get in. Charles' cock was pinched very uncomfortable. He didn't back out, but squeezed in all at once.

"Ah, ah, I'm going to die, who will save me!" Screams came out of the house, stung by the entry, Pusen shouted for help regardless of his image, but unfortunately no one came to save him.The prince of his family was deeply stimulated by the screams, and couldn't help speeding up his movements, moving quickly on Pusen's body.

"Ah, I'm going to die~ help~" Pusen wailed loudly, in pain.He felt as if he was bleeding from below, and bursts of pain came from below, he felt that he was going to die, and wailed helplessly.And the prince of his family became more interested in what he did with the lubrication of his blood, galloping happily on him.There were waves of mourning floating in the silent night.