The last human in the entire empire

Go, go to His Majesty's room to catch up on sleep?

He Xile opened his mouth wide.

"What are you looking at me with this shocked expression? Do you think that with those two dark circles under your eyes, there will be people who don't know that you didn't sleep well last night?" Wen Jiyu's face darkened.

He glanced around and lowered his voice, "The birdman came to you again today?"

"Ah."

When He Xile thought about what happened last night, he felt a little resentful, "I thought he wouldn't come again after the showdown." He Xile couldn't hold back, and yawned again.

He rubbed his face, and said the birdman's plan that he guessed in his mind, "It should be to torture me in my dream, not let me sleep, and force me to compromise." He paused, "Or simply angry, wanting revenge I."

Wen Ji and his crimson eyes fixed on the reddish face that was rubbed by He Xile, and he sneered: "It seems that the bird man is more flexible than when I first met him."

He Xile shrugged.

People always change.

Just pity him.

——It is too much to prevent you from sleeping well!

He Xile was a little hesitant, and wanted to ask, besides sleeping in His Majesty's room, is there any good way to prevent Birdman from doing this - he couldn't sleep in His Majesty's room every day.

However, when He Xile turned his head, he found that His Majesty was looking straight into the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was thinking about something. After thinking about it, He Xile did not interrupt the other party's thinking.

eat first.

Let's talk about the next thing later.

Wen Ji and His Majesty came down early and had already had breakfast. He rested his chin on one hand, and after thinking about the matter, he quietly watched He Xile eat. It was not until the two of them had finished eating that the noble Majesty stood up and carried the Lift your chin: "Let's go."

He Xile paused, jumped off the stool, and said dryly, "Okay."

real or fake?

Until now, He Xile was still a little confused.

Going to His Majesty's room... to sleep...

Uh.

Although the last time He Xile entered, he only saw a living room, but if it was His Majesty's room, there must be only one bed, right?Can he just lie on it and sleep?

Or should he take the initiative and sleep on the sofa by himself?

He Xile was in a trance all the way, went upstairs and walked to the right, but he took only two steps when his collar was grabbed.

Wen Jiyu narrowed his eyes: "Did you forget what I said at breakfast?"

He Xile: "...Nope."

He whispered, "You let me go to your room to catch up on sleep."

"So?" Wen Jiyu said, "If I remember correctly, my room is in this direction." He tilted his head to the left.

He Xile blinked: "I want to go back and get my pajamas."

……pajamas.

Wen Jiyu had a meal, he did not have He Xile's pajamas in his room.

Thinking of this, Wen Ji and His Majesty's expressions froze for a moment, and even a trace of annoyance flashed across them, but soon, His Majesty tidied up his facial expressions.

Turning around neatly, Wen Jiyu left his back to He Xile: "I'll wait for you in the room."

He Xile: "Okay."

When he returned to the room, he simply changed into his pajamas first, then pushed open the door with his pillow in his arms, and went to the opposite side of the corridor.

The door is not closed.

His Majesty should have left it for He Xile.

He Xile probed: "Your Majesty, I'm coming in."

"Yeah." A simple response.

He Xile entered the room.

There was no one in the living room, so He Xile didn't wander around looking around, but took his own pillow and put it on the sofa very actively.The sofa doesn't seem to be used very often, and it doesn't feel soft. It is conceivable that it shouldn't sleep well.

But as long as he can sleep well, he doesn't need to be so picky.

He Xile thought in his heart, just as he was about to lie down here, he saw the bedroom door not far away was opened.

Wen Ji and frowned: "It's been a while, why don't you come in..."

Halfway through the conversation, he saw He Xile who was lying on the sofa, and the pillows that He Xile had just arranged.

Raising his eyebrows, Wen Jihe crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, with a condescending feeling: "You plan to sleep there?"

Although His Majesty used a question sentence, He Xile was keenly aware that if he dared to say "yes", he would definitely be kicked out of the room by His Majesty, and he would never have the opportunity to come in again.

He Xile quickly replied, "Come right away."

He picked up the pillows on one side of the sofa and walked over quickly.Facing His Majesty's stare, He Xile said sincerely, "I'm just helping you to see if the sofa is comfortable."

Wen Ji and sneered.

He obviously didn't believe He Xile's nonsense, and asked slowly: "Oh, so what is this Mr. He Xile's final conclusion?"

He Xile: "...that's definitely not as comfortable as the bed."

Wen Jiyu snorted from his nasal cavity: "Obviously." Then he made way for He Xile to enter the bedroom.

The thick curtains in the room were drawn, making the whole bedroom very dark, only the two wall lamps beside the bed exuded a warm light. He Xile immediately felt that this environment was very suitable for sleeping.

He observes the room.

Different from the ordinary and alienated feeling of the living room, the bedroom is more like the home of His Majesty.

——There are obviously more things inside than outside, and they are arranged in a mess, but they are also in an orderly manner, which reminds He Xile of his home in Huaxia, and he is immediately full of intimacy.

Walking two steps further in, you can still see countless courier boxes neatly stacked in the corner. Obviously, His Majesty not only showed no restraint when giving gifts to He Xile, but also showed this virtue when buying things for himself.

His Majesty's bed looked larger than He Xile's, but it was just as soft and comfortable.

He Xile sat on the edge of the bed in Wen Jiyu's sight, and immediately saw the paper carving lamp placed beside the bed.

It was He Xile's birthday present to Wen Ji and His Majesty.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Go to sleep. I still have some things to deal with. I'm in the living room. If you need anything, just come out and tell me." Wen Ji and Ben were about to turn around and leave. When he thought of something, he added, "This place is shrouded by my spiritual power. If something goes wrong, sleep peacefully."

He Xile: "Okay."

Wen Jiyu stood at the door, looked at He Xile's bare calf after he went to bed, and then quickly looked away.

"Bang" sounded softly.

The bedroom door was closed.

He Xile lay on the bed with his eyes open, looking at the magnificent skylight on the ceiling, wondering if it was his illusion, his nostrils were filled with the smell of His Majesty.

He slid down, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

Maybe it was because of the faint fragrance in the room, or because he was too tired, He Xile fell asleep almost immediately.

Outside.

The guard knocked on the door and entered the room, and found that His Majesty was a little unusual today - in his room, he didn't even use the octopus form.However, he didn't ask too many questions, but reported the various events presented by the ministers and nobles as usual. While talking, he found that the honorable majesty in front of him was quite absent-minded, not paying attention to it at all, and would occasionally use his peripheral vision Go to the bedroom door.

He froze for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head, giving the door a look.

Two seconds later, His Majesty tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair with his finger: "Keep your voice down."

Guard: "?"

His voice is...not loud?

Realizing something, the guard lowered his voice, and as expected, he saw a satisfied look on His Majesty's face.

This time He Xile slept very comfortably, the temperature was moderate, and he didn't have any dreams. When he opened his eyes again, it was already four hours later - it was noon, and it was time to eat lunch.

Although I only slept for four hours, the quality of the previous night was much higher.

With a happy look on He Xile's face, he stretched out comfortably on the bed, only to be belatedly aware that this was His Majesty's room, so he shrank into a ball almost instantly and looked around.

fortunately.

He was still alone in the room.

——It seems that he can let go a little bit without worrying that His Majesty will see his inappropriate side.

Throwing off the warm blanket, He Xile reluctantly got up, arranged his clothes and hair, and waited until he looked more orderly before walking to the door and opening it a little.

Almost without searching, He Xile saw His Majesty sitting on a soft chair by the window not far away, leaning slightly, resting his head with his hands.The other party was sitting in a relatively casual posture, with his legs crossed, and a black cloak covering most of his body. At this moment, those ruby-like eyes were closed, and the long eyelashes drooped a little, casting a small shadow.

He Xile blinked.

Was it because he occupied the bed in the room that His Majesty slept here?

He couldn't help but clutched the corner of his clothes with his hands, and stood there without making a sound. Before he could decide whether to tiptoe away or tell His Majesty that he was awake, His Majesty, who was sitting on the soft chair, opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

"woke up?"

There was no trace of sleepiness in the voice of the other party, but very awake, it sounded like he was not asleep.

He Xile loosened the corner of his crumpled pajamas.He stretched out his hand to fully open the door, and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty." He said in a nonchalant tone, "It's time for lunch. I'll go back to my room to change, and then go eat together?"

"En." Wen Ji and His Majesty spoke lazily.

His beautiful eyes stayed on He Xile's face: "I'll wait for you in the corridor."

He Xile nodded, and after he bid farewell to His Majesty and walked out of the room, he quickly raised his hand and touched his face - there seemed to be nothing on it.

What did His Majesty just look at him for?

He Xile was puzzled, so he stopped thinking about it. He went to the bathroom and was about to rinse his mouth again. When he faced the mirror, he realized that there were several obvious red marks on his face, which had not disappeared until now.

It should be the marks made by the face pressed on the pillow when he slept before.

He Xile was a little dazed.

...So, this is what His Majesty saw before?

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