The vegetable seeds sown in the yard had sprouted tender leaves under the attentive care of agricultural robots.
But inside the room, silence reigned.
He walked into the bedroom and weakly knelt on the floor, tearing off the fabric that covered his injuries. The bandages beneath were soaked in blood.
While military females had strong recovery abilities, repeatedly torn wounds were not so easily healed.
Bai Xingluo rummaged through the medical kit, removing the blood-stained bandages while staring vacantly at the gruesome wounds.
He recalled the Sovereign sitting beside him, looking at him with a mix of worry and helplessness, saying, “No matter how strong your self-healing ability is, does it mean it won’t hurt?”
Clearly, the injuries were minor, yet the Sovereign insisted on watching him apply the medicine before feeling reassured.
These images were vivid in his mind; he could even remember the small curve of the Sovereign’s lips when he frowned.
He would apply the medicine properly.
Bai Xingluo opened a bottle of alcohol and poured it directly onto the wound, not blinking an eye.
The intense sting sent waves of burning sensation through the injury.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead as he grit his teeth, reapplying the clean bandage over the wound, a task that took only a few minutes.
Compared to the pain of the wound, Bai Xingluo felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He took a deep breath with the blanket pulled over him, trying to catch a trace of the Sovereign’s scent. The lingering fragrance on the blanket felt like a hand, stirring deep restlessness within him.
He really wanted to find the Sovereign.
He longed for a meeting, with so much he wanted to say and so much he wanted to do with the Sovereign.
Bai Xingluo’s hands clenched tightly as he opened his light brain.
The most discussed topic online was Tong Sui’s secondary differentiation rating.
Whether the Sovereign was D-class or S-class, in his eyes, the Sovereign was simply the Sovereign; it had nothing to do with ranking.
His gaze slowly descended, fixing on a particular message.
[Almost all unmarried females at tonight’s banquet will be attending. Surely, some will be taken away.]
1st Floor: Hahaha, I love watching females looking so worthless.
6th Floor: Don’t talk about them, give me a chance, and I’d happily be Tong Sui’s little dog.
24th Floor: What a shame! I barely managed to mix in with the reception crew yesterday, almost throwing my flirtatious glances everywhere, yet Tong Sui didn’t even glance at me. Hoping to be noticed tonight!
25th Floor: Maybe it’s because the person above is too ugly; their flirting skills are almost as bad as their facial nerves.
26th Floor: You’re the ugly one! Not just me; none of the females present managed to catch his eye, not even a casual brush of clothing.
36th Floor: If I were him, I would have picked ten or eight already. Is there something wrong with him?
40th Floor: Stop talking nonsense! That’s an S-class male! You’re the one with problems! Our Tong Sui is a master of psychological comfort, let alone in bed!
41st Floor: Then why? Provide a reason. It can’t be that he finds them all unworthy; among those females, there are indeed quite a few who are attractive.
Why…
That was the first thought that leapt to Bai Xingluo’s mind.
The Sovereign had said there would only be him.
The thought felt like a belief; once it burst forth, it took root and could not be uprooted.
A warm flow surged within his heart, intertwining with the pain, creating a sensation that felt almost surreal.
Bai Xingluo greedily inhaled the remnants of the scent left on the blanket.
He was the Sovereign’s only female.
That heavy, aggressive gaze fell upon the chaotic statements on the light brain, chilling further.
Only he would forever remain by the Sovereign’s side.
The banquet finally drew to a close.
The old bug emperor gazed at the mountain of various precious treasures, gifts sent by numerous families, the significance of which was self-evident.
They were utterly satisfied with Prince Tong Sui, and the gifts were merely a formality; the next step was a marriage alliance.
“Child, you performed wonderfully today,” the old bug emperor remarked. “You can tell me which females you are interested in, so I can send them a message.”
Tong Sui had consumed an enormous amount of alcohol. He was never very good at drinking, and the numerous mixed drinks pushed toward him left him feeling lightheaded.
Now, his head was spinning.
Sitting in his chair, he heard the old bug emperor’s words and laboriously lifted his head.
Drops of water clung to his eyelashes, and his cheeks and the corners of his eyes flushed a deep red.
But he remembered that he still had some things left unsaid.
“Your Majesty, you promised that as long as I attended this banquet, you would go find Luo Luo.”
Tong Sui said, “Can you give the order now?”
His words caused the emperor and the remaining ministers in the room to exchange glances.
The old bug emperor had indeed made a promise to Tong Sui, but that was only said in passing; who would have thought Tong Sui would cooperate so thoroughly because of it?
What charm did that cold military female possess that made him willing to forsake numerous obedient and powerful females?
The old bug emperor could only temper his emotions and replied, “Don’t rush, I will send someone right away. However, the Star Pirates are always elusive; I’m afraid you’ll need to stay in the palace for a while longer.”
Tong Sui was now in a fog. The drinks were indeed difficult to swallow; they were foul-smelling and sharp. When he heard the old bug emperor say he would go find, it felt like the only obsession he had finally being lifted.
He felt lethargic, barely able to keep his eyes open, like a cat on the verge of sleeping.
“I must find…”
Seeing this, the old bug emperor waved to a servant in the corner, ordering, “Help Prince Tong Sui back.”
“Yes.”
The voice was low and icy as the servant approached with his head bowed, a sharp jawline clearly defined.
The same servant uniform on him appeared particularly striking.
His proportions were exceptional, especially with a slender waist that exuded an endless sense of strength.
If he were to lift his head, everyone present would be startled by that familiar face.
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