White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 161 Don’t want his mercy
The old king, who had just enjoyed the happiness of his family, also restrained his joy and twirled his beard with his fingertips.

"There was a plague, there was a shortage of food, and the people were in dire straits, but they all got through it, and everything is fine now..."

The old king spoke lightly about the changes that had taken place in the country during these days. After a pause, the old king turned the topic to Eric again: "What about you? How are you doing during this time?"

When Eric thought about his wandering days, after eating this meal, he thought about his next meal, and turned into a little toad, squatting pitifully in the ditch to make a living...

Eric couldn't help but closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

These words are quite unfortunate no matter how you hear them.

And Eric also felt embarrassed, and he couldn't say anything.

After thinking for a long time, Eric had to simply state: "During this period, I was cursed and turned into a frog. I have a home and cannot return..."

As Eric spoke, his eyes suddenly filled with sadness.

After he turned into a frog, he returned to the country several times, but he was either kicked out by the guards or scared his mother into fainting.

The old king naturally knew that not long ago, there was a little talking toad who swore that he was Eric.

For a while, the old king was full of guilt towards Eric. If he had trusted his son more, his precious son would not have wandered outside and suffered so much.

However, the past has passed, and Eric quickly cleared up his frustration, and smiled at the old king: "When will I be able to go home, I miss my mother a little bit."

Eric's young handsome face was slightly fragile, which inspired the old king's paternal love. The old king narrowed his eyes and smiled softly: "I will go home soon. Your mother has always missed you."

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The castle's Gothic spire reaches into the sky.

The exquisite European-style walls are resplendent and magnificent.

It's still the same as Eric remembers.

Eric got off the carriage and felt that even the air was fresh.

"Feco! Come on!" Eric did not forget to grab the debt collector who had been following him closely, and excitedly told him about his childhood home and paradise, "This place was specially built for me by my father. Rose Garden, I think you will definitely like it."

The dew-covered roses looked particularly delicate under the sunlight.

Fick stared at it strangely for a long time, of course he likes all the beautiful scenery, but when Fick heard the second half of Eric's words, the corners of his lips that had already been raised high were restrained and flat again, Fick Deliberately with a cold face: "Why do you think I like Qiangwei?"

Feike has always changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

Eric has long been accustomed to Feike smiling one second and having a straight face the next, refusing to take any advice.

However, Eric was not annoyed and couldn't help but scratch the tip of Fico's nose with his fingers. When the latter couldn't help but stare angrily, Eric just happened to distance himself from him at the right time.

"I think that a pretty little beauty like you will definitely like such a beautiful wild rose, right?"

It seems that only this wild rose is worthy of him.

Always stubborn and unyielding, but delicate as jade.

Fei Ke was slightly taken aback, staring blankly at Eric's side face, seeing that his eyes didn't appear to be half-joking, Fei Ke's ears felt hot for no reason.

This seemed to be the first time someone described him like this.

Eric also gave him too many surprises.

Feike was speechless for a moment. He didn't know what to say to Eric. For a moment, Feike wanted to tell Eric all his past experiences, tell Eric his extremely ugly self, tell Eric , in fact, he is not as beautiful as he imagined...

So will Eric hate him?

Do you also want to stay away from him in disgust like other people?
Do you think he is dirty and disgusting?
wrong.

According to the character of Eric, a fool.

He might have mercy on him.

But Feike didn't want Eric's pity. His pity was more unbearable than giving him a slap!

Feike was just silent for a moment, but a storm was already brewing in her heart.

Eric saw something was wrong with his expression and thought he had touched his bottom line, so he stopped teasing him and pulled him to continue walking into the palace.

Feike suddenly shook off Eric's hand and spread his small hand flat in front of him: "That's enough, pay me, I'm leaving."

"Eh?" Eric was startled by Feike's sudden reaction and scratched his head in confusion, "Are you so anxious to go back?"

"I have no reason to stay here!"

Feike yelled at Eric angrily. The further he walked toward the palace, the more clearly he became aware of the growing gap between him and Eric.

Eric is no longer the humble toad wandering around.

But Feike is still the thief and beggar who cheats and deceives in order to survive!

Feike raised his little face slightly and looked at Eric who was stunned in place. There was a bit of confusion on the young boy's innocent face. Maybe Eric really wanted to treat him as a friend?

But there was a silent hole of inferiority in Feike's heart, and the cold wind blew loudly.

How could he be friends with such a superior prince?
Feike was still thinking about saying something cruel to Eric, but his red lips trembled slightly, and the big crystal beads rolled down his white and tender cheeks. The tip of Feike's nose was up and down, and he looked like he was about to cry. It breaks people's hearts and makes them cry. It's very distressing.

Eric was at a loss for a moment.

He stared helplessly at Fei Ke biting his lower lip tightly, crying like a tearful man.

"You..." Eric's hoarse words were all stuck in his throat, and he stared blankly at Feike's water-colored eyes. Eric felt that the tip of his heart had turned into a puddle of water for no reason.

Eric couldn't help but reached out to wipe Feike's tears, and murmured softly: "Don't cry."

Feike couldn't control her hopeless tears. It was obvious that she just thought about the growing gap between the two of them, and Feike couldn't control the turmoil in her heart.

It seems that the relationship between them is like that of clouds and mud.

It was clear that not long ago, Feike had no regard for Eric, a dirty and smelly little toad, but now, Feike was really worried about whether she was qualified to be his friend...

What a strange idea.

Feike couldn't help but shook his head.

Maybe he was brainwashed by Eric?

There is such an unrealistic idea.

The word "friend" is funnier than any word Feike knows!

The tip of Fick's nose was red, and he looked away uncomfortably, trying hard to make his eyes a little colder.

"Give money."

Eric: "..."

Eric almost laughed uncontrollably.

Seeing Fei Ke crying pitifully, but deliberately pretending to be strong, asking him for a reward in a nasal voice, he is simply a little debt collector.

Eric was afraid that Feike would fall out, so he had no choice but to endure it, and suppressed the smile on his lips. He put his big hand on Feike's little head, and ran his long fingertips through Feike's hair. , Eric smiled brightly: "Okay, stay with me for a while longer, and I will give you double the reward, okay?"

Eric also has no friends.

Eric finally found a new friend, something he couldn't have wished for.

The old king had already returned to the room with the little guy in his arms.

The old king expressed his relief as Eric was accompanied by his friends.

At least it was this "friend" who helped Eric find his way home.

The old king finally coaxed the little guy into a sweet dream, while he was leaning against the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the scene outside the window, twirling his beard with his fingertips, and smiling without saying a word.

Maybe his precious son really made a bosom friend?
Eric pulled Feike through the rose flowers.

Perhaps, only in this place could Eric do whatever he wanted, release the childishness in his heart, and embrace the warmest sunshine innocently.

Feike was equally moved.

Following Eric's example, Feike raised his hands high, facing the sun, with his fingers spread wide, letting the light like broken jade shuttle back and forth between his fingers.

It was as if he, who had been huddled in the basement or in the gutter, had really embraced the sunshine.

Feike couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. He finally took Eric's wrist sincerely and smiled softly: "Thank you."

"Huh? What?"

The warm sound of wind blew past his ears, but Eric didn't hear clearly. He stared blankly at Feike and asked.

But before Eric could be stunned for long, Feike's next move completely made his eyes widen in surprise, and he couldn't help but hold his breath nervously for a moment.

Feiko came closer.

Non-stop, non-stop, moving closer to Eric.

Until Feike's red and soft lips were almost touching the tip of Eric's ear, Feike's warm breath sprayed on the tip of Eric's ear, like a small cluster of fire was ignited, and the heat instantly spread to the base of the ear.

Eric nervously opened his lips slightly, but thousands of words were stuck between his lips and teeth. His big hands were also pressed in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a while, and he was unwilling to resist this sudden tenderness.

Eric could only open his deep eyes, staring blankly at Feike's handsome face getting closer and closer, watching his curled eyelashes slightly drooping, covering the large shadows on the wings of his nose.

Feike saw that Eric was so nervous that he froze, like a child who had done something bad and was caught showing his face. Feike couldn't help but chuckle, and finally opened his lips: "Eric, I I want to say thank you."

Thank him for persisting in being gentle to Feike when he resisted in every possible way; thank him for not caring about the gap between the two of them, grabbing Feike's wrist and pulling him desperately towards the sun...

Thank him too.

Became Feike's first friend.

Feike clearly said thank you to the old man who gave him food and saved his life; he also said thank you to Aaron who detoxified him regardless of past grudges...

But this time, the thank you was inexplicably heavy.

It seemed that the darkness in Feike's heart was defeated by the sudden warmth. What he had longed for finally spread to the sunlight, and his cold limbs gradually embraced the warmth.

Eric was still stunned.

For a while, he seemed to be unable to do even the small movements of flexing his fingers. He could only stare at Feike and blink his eyes blankly, his dazed look slightly cute.

Did Feike just say "thank you"?

right?
Why did Eric suddenly have ringing in his ears and couldn't hear anything clearly?
Eric only heard the burning sound in his left chest becoming more and more intense.

What it is?
All the strange thoughts were wrapped in a layer of fog, as if they were about to burst out soon. Eric's reason quickly gained the upper hand, and he suppressed such strange thoughts.

There were just two lingering blushes on her fair cheeks: "Oh, I, I...I know..."

Eric's words faltered.

He didn't know what he was talking about.

However, when Eric sees Feike's sincere eyes, he will subconsciously want to avoid...

Maybe, is he sick?

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A few playful birds outside the window were perched on the branches, chirping.

Eric tilted his head in distress and looked out the window, but his eyes seemed to be lost, staring at the two noisy and noisy birds.

It has been several days since he just returned to China.

Eric was often uneasy because of Feike's "thank you".

What a hell!

Eric had never had such a strange idea.

It must be that that little devil has always been ignorant of etiquette and extremely rude. After suddenly saying thank you so sincerely, Eric felt uncomfortable!
Eric thought for a long time and finally gave himself a suitable reason, as if to cheer himself up, and nodded firmly.

Eric had already given Feike a valuable gift, firstly to thank him for helping him restore his original appearance, and secondly to thank him for bringing him back to the country.

The old king entertained Feco with a sumptuous dinner. When he learned that Feco was homeless, he felt sorry for this little guy who was about the same age as his precious son, and invited him to stay.

Fei Ke couldn't refuse the kindness, so she had no choice but to agree.

Maybe hospitality can be inherited?

When Feike saw the old king, he would think of Eric. Not only did the two of them look like they were carved from the same mold, but their personalities were also very similar.

However, Feike has never met Eric's mother. Looking at Eric's cheerful personality, Eric's mother must be a gentle mother, right?
Eric often went to his mother's bedroom, and would stay there all afternoon. Eric's mother had been depressed since he disappeared. Later, in order to inherit the throne, she gave birth to the little Dorn queen. Eric's mother His physical condition has been poor.

I can only stay in bed and take medicine all the year round.

Eric's gentle mother still has long and splendid curly hair, which reaches her waist and hangs meekly on her side, making the beauty's fair face look even more petite.

Because of her serious illness, Queen Eric's beautiful eyes were slightly sunken, the delicate ends of her eyes were slightly raised, and her body was always filled with a medicinal smell.

(End of this chapter)