Has the Holy Son been sacked by the Devil Emperor today?

Mozu. Imperial Palace

The handsome and gentle young man stood quietly by the window, propped his chin, and tapped the window sill slowly with his slender fingers.

"Miller..." Looking at the slender figure of the man, Cecil's heart softened after entering the door. He stepped forward and hugged him gently from behind.

"Cecil, where have you been?" the man asked softly.

"I'm off to see Knowles."

"Cecile, you never lied to me before." Miller turned around, then broke away from his embrace, and looked at him tenderly: "You...have someone else's smell on you."

"Miller..."

"Cecil, I have heard that you still hide a blonde beauty in your palace..."

"Miller, listen to my explanation." Facing Miller, Cecil became a little flustered, and he continued: "He is the son of Feng Luo. After you left me, I hated Feng Luo so much in my heart. then……"

"So in order to get revenge on Feng Luo, you deceived his only son, deceived his feelings, and made Feng Luo angry and collapsed..."

"That's right, Miller... you have to believe me, I only love you, and I only imprisoned him here for revenge." Cecil gently hugged Miller in his arms.

For Miller, the Devil Emperor has always been extremely gentle, even reluctant to touch him easily, he is the fragile jewel in Cecil's heart.

"Cecil, I believe in you." Mi An closed his eyes reassuringly. He hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

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Cecil hadn't come to find Feng Xijue for many days, and he was happy to have a leisurely time like this.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground and quietly fiddling with the well-grown vines in the flowerpot, Feng Xijue slightly raised the corners of his lips, but with his sharp eyes, he soon spotted a withered leaf hidden deep inside.

Does it need to be watered?

Still need to fertilize?

Feng Xijue was thinking to himself, he didn't notice the person walking towards him slowly outside the door at all.

So, Feng Xijue sat up from the ground, he turned around holding the small flowerpot, and the person who suddenly appeared in front of him made him take a step back involuntarily.

An unusually handsome silver-haired young man.

"……Who are you?"

Feng Xi couldn't help being a little surprised, except for Camus, Cecil didn't allow anyone to have contact with him, so he was naturally shocked by this sudden man.

"Your name is Feng Xijue?" The young man smiled gently, and his gentle eyebrows and eyes could easily make people feel good.

"Yes……"

"You look nothing like your father."

"Your Excellency... who is it?" Feng Xijue did not reject this young man, and even had a good impression of him.But he was curious, this man knew his father?

"I'm Miller."

"Miller... Miller Holy Magister?" Feng Xijue is too familiar with this name, the previous Holy Son of the Temple of Light, later the number one magician of the Temple, the person his father misses, Cecil beloved.

This person was once the senior he looked up to most in the temple.

Holy Magister Miller.

"It's me." Miller smiled lightly, and he continued: "I'm very happy that the temple has a junior like you."

"No, Lord Miller..." Feng Xijue shook his head, bitterness in his crimson eyes, "I am a disgrace to the temple and my father."

"I'm sorry, Holy Son Xijue, it's all because of me, Cecil ruined your life." Miller sincerely apologized: "Your future should have been bright, and you will become like me or even better than me." A better magician, but Cecil ruined everything about you because of me."

"Master Miller..." Feng Xijue turned around and put the flower pot on the flower stand. He buried his head in picking up the withered leaf, and continued: "This is the fate bestowed on me by the God of Light, whether it is tragic or not, since I can't go back in time, so I have to accept it, and I won't resent you, in fact, after so many years, I'm already relieved."

"I'm glad you're alive, and glad you were able to tell me this."

"Your heart is so gentle, no wonder Cecil will leave you a place in my heart." Miller smiled lightly. He had already seen that the cold Cecil already had someone else in his heart. In fact, he seemed to have more love for himself. It is nostalgia.He has been around Cecil for so long, and Cecil has never been as enthusiastic as before, and at most he will only kiss him.

"Master Miller, please don't get me wrong, His Majesty Cecil only has you in his heart."

"Whether you admit it or not, I see it very clearly. You don't have to worry. I didn't misunderstand you. Your presence makes me rest assured that the future Cecil will have a more suitable partner." Miller meant ambiguously.

Looking at the bewildered Feng Xijue, he curled the corners of his mouth: "Little guy, you're so cute...I'm not surprised that Cecil fell in love with you."

"So, future Cecil, please influence him a lot."

[The author has something to say: Notice: Miller is gone! Cecil misunderstood what Feng Xijue said to him!

Ahhh, Miller is actually very good. He knows that Cecil has Feng Xijue in his heart, and he also knows that his position in Cecil's heart is not as good as before. In short, he is very gentle. If he was still alive back then , it must be Feng Xijue's teacher, the kind who is especially gentle and black-bellied, it really may be the master-apprentice year!]