White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 187 Feike, I’m so tired
Eric couldn't bear to hear such words.

If Fei is his gentle Ichiba who is on the verge of madness, then his mother's illness is the last layer of defense in Eric's heart.

This high tension is like a boulder hanging by a hair, which may collapse at any time.

The attendants did not dare to say anything.

They all lay down timidly in the long snow, kowtowing to Eric and begging for forgiveness.

Even though they were stating the facts, their words angered King Eric.

If Eric is unhappy, he can let them die to vent his anger!
"Eh...King Eric!! We really don't dare to lie to you! Please go to the palace and take a look!!"

The foreheads of the attendants were all bruised red. They didn't know whether they bumped on the rocks or were stained red by the snow and ice, but they didn't care about themselves and begged King Eric to go to the old princess's palace to see him. One glance.

Although Eric refused to believe it, he felt empty in his heart.

This illusion of mother-child connection is so sensitive that it is terrifying.

He kept telling Eric that his mother, his beloved and gentlest mother, was suffering from illness at this moment!
Eric's big hands clutched his heart, and he was a little breathless for a moment.

Eric's handsome face lacked the majesty of the past. He seemed to have already guessed something. His handsome face had lost all color and was very pale.

how could be?

Not long ago, wasn’t my mother’s condition gradually improving?
How come...?
Eric's heart ached slightly.

"Don't be afraid," soft little hands covered the back of Eric's slightly cold hand. Eric was slightly startled. His panicked heart seemed to finally be settled and settled. Feike pinched Eric's fingertips. , "Princess will be fine."

Eric's eyes were already red unconsciously.

Lying in the hospital bed with her life or death uncertain is Eric's mother.

He is also a child who covets his mother's tenderness.

Eric's words were all choked in his throat, and he looked blankly at Feike who was by his side.

Fei Ke's smile is gentle, as gentle as that of the queen mother.

Eric was stunned for a long time, and finally squeezed out the syllables from his speechless throat, and responded hoarsely: "...Thank you."
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There were many people in the old princess's palace.

Guiguzi and Alves stood beside the hospital bed, both shaking their heads helplessly.

The attendants and shadow guards who guarded the old princess's palace all day long knelt in a row, their heads buried low, and the atmosphere in the palace was very solemn.

The old king sat on the edge of the bed in the ward, holding the princess's hand tightly with his big, grooved hands, rubbing and kissing her lovingly, lusting after the last warmth of the old princess's fingertips.

How could the old king be willing to abandon his lover who he had loved for most of his life?

The old princess was lying weakly on the hospital bed. Her face had long since lost its vitality, like a ghastly skeleton. The former beauty had lost her glamorous appearance, and she was almost out of shape due to the torture of the illness. …

Every joint in the old princess's body was in pain. It was a heartbreaking pain that penetrated into her bones. She wished she could just close her eyes and fight for relief.

But the old princess couldn't bear to leave the person she loved...

They were able to withstand the rumors and rumors in the world, they were able to withstand the stormy waves for most of their lives, but in the end they still could not withstand the separation of life and death...

"Idiot, don't...cry..."

The old princess's heart throbbed so hard that she gasped for breath, and she was trembling before she could finish her sentence.

The old princess curled up her fingertips with great effort, trying to raise her hand and gently wipe away the old king's tears.

This man who had always been strong and tough finally couldn't hold it back and shed tears in front of her. The old man with a ridged face and a stooped body actually cried like a helpless child when facing his wife's departure.

The old princess struggled to raise her hands, but she had no strength. She could only stare helplessly with her cloudy eyes and look at the old king. The old princess wanted to engrave the old king's appearance into her memory.

"I didn't...I didn't cry..."

The old king burst into tears and leaned forward slightly. He held the old princess's delicate hand tightly with his big hand and asked her to help him wipe away his tears. "You liar, you promised... that you will always stay with me."

Just a short month ago.

When everyone thought that the old princess's condition had improved.

The old princess was able to no longer drink millet porridge day after day, but to eat pasta. She was also able to get out of bed independently with a cane, and sat in a wheelchair, half lame and half supported, waiting for the old king to push her. Go to the garden and enjoy the flowers.

After the old king abdicated, he stayed with the old princess all day long.

Due to the old princess's physical condition, they could not go too far.

The old king stayed with the old princess in the rose garden. The old princess sat in a wheelchair, and the old king sat on the stone steps beside her. They sat from day to night, counting leaves on the treetops. The sky is full of stars on the branches.

It is obviously an extremely boring thing, but precisely because the person in front of you is your sweetheart, everything in the world becomes beautiful.

There are fewer and fewer leaves on the branches.

The autumn maple is bleak, sweeping away the last leaf.

The old princess suddenly looked a little lonely, and the old king comforted her when he saw this.

Next year the tree will be covered with a vast array of green leaves, more than either of them can count.

The roses here will bloom more beautifully next year, and they will be more delicate than the withered flowers this year.

Until next year...

However, perhaps the first snow in winter came too quickly.

Let everyone feel a little at a loss.

The old princess's month was just a flashback, she did not survive the winter.

All the sweet promises told by the old princess and the old king will be buried in this winter forever, and they can no longer wait for the spring of the next year to bloom...

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"...Eric?"

"Eric!!"

"Justify me, you idiot!"

The crisp urging finally brought Eric out of his daze. Eric turned his head blankly and looked at Feike, who was holding a thin blanket behind him. His handsome face was still a little dazed.

He sat leaning against the wall. He didn't know how long he was stunned. He only knew that his legs were numb.

"Still sitting here? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Feike muttered in a low voice, "Don't think that because you are in good health, you can do whatever you want. The day you get seriously ill, you will be seriously ill..."

Light buds sprouted on the lawn, signaling the arrival of spring.

After the death of the old princess, the old king was depressed all day long. The old man, who had always been in good health, did not survive that winter.

Just like a pair of birds on a branch, if one of the birds is shot down by a shotgun, the other bird will not eat or drink, preferring to go to the same paradise with it.

Eric's world collapsed for a moment. In just one winter, he lost his beloved parents. Eric really wanted to free himself like this.

But he can't.

Eric still has Feike who loves him, little Donne who is still young, and the burden of thousands of people on him. Everything in life is always warning him, Eric Grams must learn to be strong.

Eric stood up in a daze, but Eric's legs were so numb that he couldn't feel anything. His body slumped severely, and Eric knelt straight on the ground again.

Feike was startled and quickly went over to help him: "Eric, are you okay?"

Does your knee hurt from falling?
Feike wanted to lift up Eric's trousers, but Eric stopped him. Eric, as if to vent his anger, hugged Feike fiercely into his arms, hugged him tightly, and buried his handsome face into Feike. But in the crook of the neck.

Feike's body felt warm and fragrant.

Eric's nose felt sore for no reason, and he burst into tears.

Eric gritted his teeth tightly. Even though he was choked with sobs and couldn't control himself, Eric still stubbornly wanted to hold back the crying.

Feike was stunned for a moment, but soon he came to his senses. He gently put his little hand on Eric's back, comforting him every now and then, "It's okay. You don't need to pretend in front of me. Just cry when you're sad. I will always be with you."

Everyone in the world requires him to be strong.

Only Feike would leave him some tenderness.

Here, Eric can let go of all his guard and vigilance.

You can be a child without worries.

For the first time, Eric felt what it felt like to cry loudly. His strong forearms were tightly wrapped around Feike's slender waist. Eric didn't care about his own image at all. His face was covered with snot and tears, and he rubbed it. On Feike's body.

He is not ready for anything.

Why is all the weight on his shoulders?
Everyone is urging him and ordering him to grow up quickly?
Feike's shoulders were sticky, and he didn't care that Eric, who was embarrassed, also made him very embarrassed.

It was still gentle coaxing and comforting, like soothing a large dog that had been wronged and had a bad temper.

"Feike, I'm so tired." After a long time, Eric finally had enough crying and couldn't help but murmur in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah, I know." Feike nuzzled and comforted.

"Feike, I don't want to be the king anymore." Eric's voice was filled with sadness.

If you want to be superior, you must be lonely.

Every day has to be lived on tenterhooks.

It was God who favored him and did not take Feike away from him.

"Yeah, I know." Feike just comforted him.

There was no rebuttal, no questioning.

"Feike, let me take you away to a place no one knows. We only have each other and can only rely on each other. I will plant a whole flower bed of roses for you, and we..."

"Eric, I know you're tired."

Feike interrupted his words, put his cheek against Eric's cheek, and rubbed it twice affectionately.

"But we can't get rid of reality. Do you want to dump all this mess on Little Dorn? It's not like you don't know that Little Dorn is also very sad every day. Who doesn't carry a heavy burden every day for the sake of the one he loves? ?”

What Fei Ke said was cruel and realistic.

Brutally tearing open the side of Eric that he most wanted to avoid, revealing Eric's bloody wounds.

"Eric, stop being a child. This world will no longer tolerate your little temper."

Feike kissed Eric's cheek gently, held Eric's chin with his small hands, kissed Eric's eyebrows again, kissed his strong chin, and rubbed the newly emerged hair on Eric's chin. green stubble.

"But Eric, you can always count on me, you want us to just have each other...and so do I."

Both Feike and Eric suffered the cruelest beating from fate, but they responded with a fiery kiss to life.

Who doesn’t want to be holed up in a safe haven all the time?
But reality tells them time and time again that they must forget the darkness and badness of the past, be grateful for the past, and continue to look forward. Only when they know how precious and hard-won relationships are, they will cherish them more.
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Winter goes to spring and spring goes to summer solstice.

By the time they reached the streets, everyone had put on thin clothes.

When they reach the intersection, they are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the cheerful national mascots are hung.

The people ushered in a festival celebrated by the whole country.

Eric long ago designated the day when he transformed from a frog into a prince as a national holiday.

It was also because of this day that Eric began to look squarely at Feike.

Fei is a sweet presence that he can't escape.

Fei, who has always advocated diligence and frugality, rarely found new clothes from the closet. This outfit was imported from that mysterious Eastern country.

Since the establishment of diplomatic relations, the two countries have often had friendly exchanges. The little princess and Feike settled their differences and had a pleasant conversation unexpectedly.

After the little princess learned that Feike liked the jewelry from their country, she asked the craftsmen to customize a batch of gold and silver jewelry for Feike overnight, as well as several sets of costumes from their country, which were shipped by sea a few days before the National Day.

Feike unfolded the suit of clothes, which showed complicated embroidery patterns, bright and dark patterns intertwined with branches, and the hem of the clothes seemed to be a phoenix spreading its wings, but...

Feike lifted up the hem of her clothes in confusion. It looked like a skirt.
Although the clothes are stacked one on top of another, there is nothing underneath...

Feike clutched a corner of her clothes tightly, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Eric couldn't help but lift the curtain and enter. Seeing the little guy facing the suit, as if he was deep in thought, Eric squeezed Feike's cheek. Little cheek, "If you don't change your clothes, you won't be able to see the folk fireworks."

Speaking of which, fireworks are also a product of that country.

Because they were too gorgeous, they were gradually introduced to Eric's country. Eric felt that such beauty could not be enclosed in the palace, so he passed the fireworks to thousands of households.

Feike raised his head slightly and looked at Eric, but there was a look of embarrassment on his face: "The little princess seems to have made me...women's clothing?"

"Women's clothing?" Eric asked blankly, looking down at the suit of clothes. The style was almost the same as the one worn by the little princess. Eric's big hand was hid in front of his lips, and he chuckled, " What? You don’t like it now? When you pretended to be someone else to do bad things, did you still wear less women’s clothes? "

Eric's low-pitched laughter was very attractive, and the tips of Feike's ears turned red little by little.

　The story of Eric and Fiko is coming to an end~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)