White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 182 I’m talking to you, please pay attention to me!
Those medicinal materials had already been ground into powder and added to the medicinal soup.

They can only give it to the princess strictly every day. No one knows when the princess's illness will be relieved, and they don't know if this prescription will be effective. Otherwise, they have no other way.

The old king had already prepared himself mentally for the loss of his beloved concubine.

He spent countless nights secretly hiding in the back garden and crying.

In the past, the princess would accompany him and come to the back garden every night to enjoy the roses. They looked up at the bright moon and counted the twinkling stars...

The princess said that the old king was like this charming rose flower, which was obviously covered with thorns but was growing wildly.

The old king said that the princess was more like this intoxicating rose flower, extremely beautiful, but also tenacious and unyielding.

But now, the princess, who is terminally ill, can no longer accompany the old king to enjoy flowers.

The old king was sitting on the bench on the stone steps, feeling inexplicably empty around him.

But the warmth belonging to the princess still did not dissipate.

"Eric! What are you doing?!"

Suddenly, the voice of a boy not far away who raised his voice attracted the old king's attention.

That voice was very familiar to the old king. It was Eric's companion Feike.

They also came to enjoy the flowers?
Well, they, these sensible children, always stay with the princess and are helpless.

It's good to go out and relax.

The old king just wanted to get up and say hello before returning to the room.

But just as he stood up, the old king saw his precious son covering Feike in a corner.

The arms were slightly bent, the big hands clenched slightly, and they were pressed against the bricks above Feike's head.

Eric looked against the moonlight, his tall figure covering him.

Eric was originally a lone wolf walking alone at night, but when he tasted the warmth of his companions, he became a social animal. Even if he was separated for a second or a minute, Eric felt like thousands of ants eating his heart.

The old king was startled slightly, moved his bloated body to the side, and hid in the shadow of the tree.

The night is dark.

The depths of the rose garden are blurry.

Neither Eric nor Feiko noticed that there was anyone else in the garden.

The old king was hiding here, watching Eric and Fick's every move quietly.

No matter what, the old king has been through it all. He is his father. Even if the old king doesn't know about his son's actions and tendencies, he has already vaguely guessed them in his heart.

"Eric...don't do this."

Feike resisted and stepped back, but behind him was the cold bricks, and Feike had nowhere to escape.

Eric's deep brows reflected Feike's panicked look. He chuckled and pinched Feike's cheek, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Are you ignoring me again today?"

Today, Fei Ke seems to be a different person again.

Since having breakfast together, Feike has always deliberately avoided Eric no matter what he did.

Eric was a little puzzled, but more upset in his heart.

Although Eric didn't know what he had done wrong, he would rather see Feike lose his temper at him than see Feike ignore him and treat him as a transparent person!
"I didn't ignore you..." Fike faltered and shifted his gaze, shaking his little hands back and forth, as if trying to break free from Eric's shackles, "Eric, let me go first Okay? It's too late, it's time to go to bed..."

"If I didn't force you here, wouldn't you want to talk to me all day today? Huh?"

Eric's temperament has never been roundabout, he has always been straightforward.

He was very nervous and didn't understand what Feike was playing with him.

If he did something wrong, Eric hoped that Feike would take the initiative to bring it up, so he would change it and apologize.

However, what does this little guy mean by having a cold war with himself without saying a word?
Eric is also very aggrieved.

He didn't do anything, why did he still want to look at Feike's face?
Feike looked away awkwardly and responded vaguely: "You did nothing wrong! Let me go! I'm going back!"

This time, Fico's voice was clearly tinged with impatience.

There was even a bit of anxiety and uneasiness.

It seems to be trying to break free from something, and it's not just like breaking free from Eric's shackles.

Fei Ke was even losing his temper with himself, hating such a useless self.

"I won't!" Eric was equally stubborn and pulled Feike against the wall again. This time Eric's hands slapped the bricks hard, raising layers of dust.

Eric's palm was also scratched by sharp stones, and traces of bright red flowed along the fingers, which became more and more shocking under the moonlight. Eric got closer and closer, and his blue eyes gradually turned scarlet due to slight annoyance: " Feike, if you don’t tell me clearly why you lost your temper with me today, I won’t let you go!”

Feike is stubborn and stubborn, but Eric will be even more stubborn than him.

He never understood those twists and turns, and always followed his own temper.

"You're bleeding!!" Feike didn't seem to hear what Eric just said. His eyes were fixed on the red color in Eric's palm. That redness made Feike very distressed.

This man is really reckless!
Feike hurriedly took Eric's big hand, held it in his palm, and looked at it carefully under the moonlight.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep, but it is very long, and drops of blood are still pouring out...

Feike blew the dirt and dust around the wound, feeling as distressed as an ant on a hot pot.

"I need to bandage it first, or what if I get infected?! Can you pay attention and stop being so reckless?!" Feike started chattering in a hurry.

Eric felt that these minor injuries were nothing. Their knight education, even if they died on the battlefield, even if their chests were pierced with a huge gap by a sharp blade, it would still be the highest honor!

If a prince like him were crying because of such a minor injury, he wouldn't be afraid of being laughed at by others if he told it!

"I'm fine, don't try to change the subject with me."

Eric raised his hand, then withdrew his big hand, put his thumb pad against the wound and rubbed it hard to remove all the mud and dust around the wound, and then wiped the blood randomly on his body.

It seems that the wound is still a bit deep...

When his fingertips touched the wound and he rubbed it hard, Eric involuntarily narrowed his eyes in pain.

Wanting to be a hero in front of Fei Ke, pretending to be brave, it seems...

Failed to pretend?

Eric was a little frustrated for no reason, but he still frowned face-to-face: "I told you it was a minor injury, so don't cry with such a sad face. Your little face is so delicate, and it won't look good if you cry. .”

Eric couldn't help but want to wipe away the moisture from the end of Feike's eyes. Just when he reached out with his big hand, the little guy in front of Eric was shaking even more violently. Feike bit his lower lip tightly, as if Holding back the crying.

After a long time, the little guy held Eric's big hand again, and Feike was a little anxious: "Stop touching! I'm going to take you to bandage! Why are you so annoying?!"

Feike's voice was still not very pleasant.

But he eagerly pulled Eric out of the rose garden, as if he was afraid of being neglected.

Fick walked in a hurry. Although his legs were very long, compared to Eric, Fick's waistline just reached Eric's legs.

At this moment, Fick was walking in a hurry, and Eric followed closely behind, taking a few more steps before barely keeping up.

"You...what are you doing?" Eric's wrist was clenched tightly by Feike, and he staggered away. Feike's little claws were deeply clamped on Eric's wrist. Eric He asked in confusion for a moment.

Eric was a little confused. Wasn't he questioning Feike just now?

Why did Feike drag him forward angrily in just a moment?
Feike didn't say a word, but still gave Eric a ruthless back look.

But Feike's hurried pace did not stop. After adjusting, Eric took a longer step, and the advantage of long legs was revealed at this moment. Feike walked in a hurry in front, but Eric was not in a hurry behind. Follow slowly.

"Feike, let me ask you," Eric tsked slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly at Feike's back, "What? Just now, I was just a toothpaste. I asked a question and you answered. What now? It has become a toothpaste. Are you bored?"

Eric chuckled teasingly, and Feike still responded with an indifferent back, but he had already dragged Eric to the palace gate. After living here for a while, Feike had already figured out the way to go. Everywhere is already a familiar road.

Fico pulled Eric up the steps and walked into the palace gate, then pulled him to the side door and towards the direction of medical bandaging.

"Little mute?" Eric held Feike's little hand with evil intentions, and tickled his palm with his slender fingertips. "Where am I talking to you? Pay attention to me!"

Eric's voice was mixed with a bit of pitiful grievance.

This time, Feike really looked back.

It's just that Feike didn't turn around because of the words Eric just said. There was a slight anger in Feike's pure eyes. He was angry that this bitch didn't listen to his words at all!

That big injured hand was still raking around recklessly! !
"Do you want to get infected?!"

Fei was really angry, and this time the scolding was accompanied by a slight growl.

If it were Feike in normal times, he would definitely not do such a thing. Feike's voice is gentle and soft, with the cheerfulness of a boy and the crispness of a girl. Unless the bottom line is touched, Feike will Roaring in a hoarse voice.

Feike's roar stunned Eric in place.

Eric, who was smiling just now, instantly retracted his smile. He had been complaining that Feike was cold war with him. Even if he vented all his anger on him, Eric didn't want to have a cold war with him. But now seeing the furious Feike, Eric Ke was a little panicked.

The big hand stopped in mid-air at a loss.

Eric didn't know for a moment whether he should break free from Fiko's restraints.

"Well... don't be angry. I didn't mean it. I saw that you were in a bad mood. I just wanted to tease you. Really..."

"...Is anyone as funny as you?!"

Fei didn't want to listen to Eric's explanation, so he still roared in response. He was distressed and extremely angry, and his roaring voice was faintly tinged with pitiful crying at the end of the words. Fei's pure eyes were already filled with tears. It was full of water color, but Feike stubbornly widened his eyes, never letting the two strings of crystal beads, like broken strings, roll down his cheeks.

Feike has been a miserable child who has been crawling in the mud since he was a child. He has always been so stubborn.

Even if she was sobbing lowly, she would wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, and stubbornly reply "I'm not crying!" with red eyes.

Eric felt even more distressed when he saw Feike Gu's expression of not wanting to cry. He retracted his hand at a loss and wanted to touch Feike's soft cheek to comfort him, but then he saw that his big hands were dirty. Eric subconsciously wanted to wipe the dirt on his clothes, and then thought of Feike's angry roar with him just now...

Eric was a little confused for a moment. He didn't know what to do. He simply twisted his clothes with his fingertips, came forward and wiped the wet ends of Feike's eyes: "I'm sorry, please stop crying, I'm not I messed with you on purpose..."

Eric murmured apologetically.

When he saw Feike crying, it felt like a big stone was stuck in his heart.

The dullness made him a little uneasy.

Even Eric's skirts were filled with his calm breath, Feike sniffed the tip of his nose for no reason, a little greedy for Eric's smell for no reason.

Eric was his destiny.

As long as this man comforts him, he will let go of all his defenses and vigilance, soften into a puddle of water, and accept him unconditionally.

Eric just stared at the little guy in front of him intently, watching him sniff the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but shake his shoulders to hold back the tears. Finally, he stopped crying, but there was a slight tint in his clear voice. Hoarsely, Feike rubbed his eyes with his little hands and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood recently. I didn't mean to lose my temper at you."

He was so tortured by this strange feeling.

By avoiding Eric every day, the throbbing in my heart would ease a little.

But the separation was too far, and Fick couldn't help but want to look up at Eric's figure with his little head up.

This thought of wanting to see him but knowing that she couldn't see him tortured Feike almost to the point of going crazy.

Feike suppressed all these negative emotions in his heart and did not dare to show them in front of Eric. He was afraid that Eric would be disgusted and they would never be able to enjoy flowers in the rose garden together like they did today. Look at the bright moon...

Fei didn't dare to say it, and couldn't say it, but the nervous Eric kept asking him.

He didn't understand anything, but he wanted to break the casserole and ask the truth.

This made Feike very embarrassed. When he saw Eric's scratched palm when he was angry, all Feike's negative emotions spurted out instantly.

Eric saw Feike's eyes dodge, as if he didn't dare to look at him. Eric blinked his eyes, leaned down thoughtfully, and looked directly into Feike's eyes.

"Feike, you were so panicked just now, are you worried about me?"

(End of this chapter)