Interstellar Fairy Tale

Soran Edrich was an integral part of his future life.

Shang Ping raised his arms and looked down at the silver-haired emperor. He was lying in the white silk like that. The skin of top-grade white porcelain would make people wonder if it was as cold as ice and snow, without temperature. The silver diffused, like a dazzling galaxy sprinkled on snow-white silk, the blue eyes were deep, and the indifference of the past was gone. man.

Shang Ping raised the corners of his lips, and lowered his body following the strength of the big hands around his waist. The young body that fit tightly, every trace of trembling between each other, every ray of heat was invisible.

Yes, the man likes him, but love? perhaps.

Shang Ping couldn't guarantee that his feelings for Solan Edrich would be so pure. Their beginnings were not good. Perhaps even Soran Edrich himself did not expect things to turn out like this.

An alien civilian with no background, became the Queen of the Empire, his wife.

No, perhaps it is precisely because of this that Shang Ping is able to get to where he is today. He does not deny that he has memories of two lives, and sometimes it does not seem so beautiful. A purely single path is a luxury for Shang Ping.

If he was still Shang Ping living in the still-undestroyed earth, or a pure Mars soldier, he would not be able to get to where he is today. When all the dust settled, and looking back suddenly, Shang Ping found that he could no longer look back. Along the way, those who supported him, hated him, tolerated him, and hurt him could no longer be traced.

"Your Majesty," Shang Ping lowered his head and looked deeply into those deep-sea-like eyes. The brown eyes were deep, and his fingertips slid along the bridge of Solan Edrich's tall nose and landed on the emperor's upper lip. The pale pink color, slightly lower than his body temperature, makes people linger, "I'm your queen, your partner, right?"

"No." Shang Ping was stunned by Solan Edrich's answer. The emperor opened his mouth with a smile, and lightly bit Shang Ping's fingertips on his lips. Between the snow-white teeth, there was a faint temptation. A touch of pink, "You are my partner, my wife, and then the queen of the empire, understand?"

Shang Ping stood up straight, and the emperor also sat up, hugging Shang Ping's waist, and the two looked at each other, obviously with entwined warmth, but inexplicably cold.

"Is there a difference?"

"My queen, I have always believed that you are smart enough." Solan Aidrich raised his lips, pulled Shang Ping's shirt off his shoulders, and lightly bit his delicate collarbone wrapped in texture, "Are you uneasy? Or do you want me to promise something? I already told you that what I need is a wife."

Shang Ping raised his head slightly, put his arm on the emperor's shoulder, raised the silver hair that fell on the emperor's back with five fingers, watched the strand of silver slip from his fingers, felt the numbness between his shoulders and neck, and laughed silently.

"Your Majesty, tonight will be very special, you promise me."

When the words fell, Shang Ping pushed Solan Aidrich onto the bed, narrowing his eyes slightly, and the dark night was reflected in the brown eyes.

He clasped the emperor's five fingers with both hands, lowered his head, bit the collar button of the emperor's coat, and between his teeth opened and closed, the diamond button came loose from the buttonhole. rubbing each other's time. It seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed like only a few minutes. The two men's coats and shirts flew from the bed curtains and silently overlapped on the burgundy carpet...

Shang Ping's forehead burst into thin sweat, he raised his head violently, his back arched like a musical string, his rosy lips seemed to be dripping blood, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was enveloped by agitation and scorching heat. Between pain and joy, he is like a small boat that has fallen into the ocean. Following the rhythm of the **** of the ocean, he floats and sinks. He wants to grab something, but his hands are firmly shackled, and he wants to shout, The broken tone was blocked by a gentle but powerful kiss.

Finally, he could no longer support his limp body and fell down.

Solan Edrich kissed the top of Shang Ping's hair lightly, then turned over, and Shang Ping fell deeply into the snow-white bed. The skin covered with a layer of crystal sweat, like a beautiful jade with dewdrops, is flawless and can be picked by anyone.

Feeling that the enthusiasm of the emperor has not yet faded, Shang Ping pushed Solan Aidrich's shoulder almost in horror, "Your Majesty, it really can't be done..."

The emperor gently stroked every inch of his skin, the hot breath blew in his ear, and said with a smile: "My dear, I promised that tonight will be very special."

Shang Ping wanted to cry without tears. He really realized that he had dug a deep hole for himself, and jumped in happily, waiting for Soran Edrich to fill the hole with soil.

Tonight, in the bedrooms of emperors and queens, wall lamps flickered until dawn.

The beam of light in front of the central palace complex of Ivan Summer Palace gradually extinguished with the dawn, and a new day began.

To celebrate the wedding of the Emperor and Empress, the imperial capital will continue a month of festivities. During this period, the lords of each galaxy in the empire will not return to the leader, and different noble families and unmarried members of the royal family will also make a lot of gains during this period. When the celebration was about to end, many noble families had already concluded marriage contracts.

The emperor has already married the empress. According to the emperor's character, in a short period of time, Ivan's summer palace will not add more delicate flowers except the empress, but because of the empress herself, if Solan II wants an heir, then Ivan The doors of the summer palace will likely be opened to noble families. Nowadays, girls of the right age can only exist for family marriage. Most of the nobles thought so, they still dreamed that the family blood could be favored by the emperor of the empire, only a very few people had already guessed the emperor's plan.

Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich rarely invited Empress Dowager Yilan for afternoon tea. During this time, anyone who visited the Grand Duchess was mercilessly turned away. The outspoken Grand Duchess Mansha Edrich did not care about the ugly faces and private discussions of the imperial nobles.

"Hypocritical and incompetent guys, they can only rely on the girls' skirts and wagging their tails to beg for mercy." Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich commented on the nobles who were still unwilling to give up, not caring that the Queen Dowager Yilan who was sitting opposite was already a little blue. complexion.

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke, you are too reckless." Empress Dowager Yilan squeezed the small incense fan, "If you do this, you may arouse the dissatisfaction of the nobles and cause trouble for the emperor."

From the emperor's wedding, the Empress Dowager Yilan had already seen the attitude of Grand Duchess Mansha Edrich. She seemed to be kind to the new queen, which was too strange. Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich, even the most noble girls and boys of the best upbringing and origin, had never been so genial.

"So what?" Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich gently twisted a cube of sugar and put it into the coffee cup, the mellow heat rose up, "Queen Mother, it seems that you haven't fully understood one thing."

"what?"

"The ruler of this empire is the emperor." Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich raised her head, withdrew the smile on her face, her blue eyes shot out like ice picks, "You must put yourself in the right position. Since you have no objection to the emperor marrying the empress, then you shouldn't point fingers at the emperor's heirs."

"I…"

"You don't need excuses or anything else, you just need to remember that the supreme power in the empire is only the emperor. The only person who can share all this with the emperor is his queen. The era of Heine III is over, and you did a great job before. Well, why not keep going?"

Empress Dowager Yilan's face turned pale, she was sure that the Grand Duchess already knew that she had met with certain people, although she did not promise or promise anything.

"However, the royal family needs an heir."

"Well, but it's a matter of the emperor and the queen, isn't it?"

Grand Duchess Mansha Edrich smiled and held up the coffee cup, her rosy lips pressed against the rim of the porcelain-white cup, "Today is just a chat between me and you, if it's the emperor's summons, I'm afraid you will have to return to the leader immediately. I'm sure you don't want that either, do you?"

"…All right."

Empress Dowager Yilan stood up, raised her head and left the room, leaving Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich with a straight back. She never gave up her pride.

The Grand Duke rubbed her forehead and sighed, "Your Majesty, you are really going to cause me trouble." Fortunately, these troubles are not difficult to solve. Since the emperor deliberately kept her in the capital, then, what should be done should be done as well as possible.

Grand Duchess Mancia Edrich rehabilitated her spirits. She invited Count Reichardt to dinner. The Prime Minister of the Empire, who has been immersed in power for many years, is not as easy as the Queen Dowager Yilan.

During the wedding celebration, the emperor and the queen were not as relaxed as they thought.

Soran Edrich still had to face a mountain of official business. Since the star lords stayed in the capital of the empire, they had to work in the capital's official residence. Some frontier galaxies or lords re-appointed after the rebellious galaxies were suppressed would like to take this opportunity to leave a diligent impression in front of His Majesty. This also directly led to the number of documents submitted to the emperor's desk by one-third more than before.

In this way, the diligent lords made the emperor who was diligent enough in the past to be more diligent in administration, and also made the short honeymoon life of the emperor and the queen come to nothing.

In this regard, Her Majesty the Queen is very satisfied.

Shang Ping still remembered the terrifying experience of being unable to get up for a full day after his wedding night. He is confident that he is very healthy and has excellent physical fitness, but he is still "paralyzed" in bed after being "special" by the emperor for one night. This "terrifying" experience made Shang Ping learn to behave.

"Don't challenge the emperor's authority, no matter in which way." This is the golden rule that Shang Ping will take as the imperial edict in his future life.

Solan Aidrich is busy in the office, and Shang Ping also needs to handle the government affairs of the Deco galaxy. Now, the Muse galaxy is also nominally owned by Shang Ping, but he has promised the cultural and political independence of the Muse galaxy from the beginning. , which seemed to be an expedient measure, but it has persisted. Judging from the news received, the effect of Martin's reform is not bad, but the military forces were not killed by a stick, but only temporarily lurked. Shang Ping didn't plan to intervene any more. He had already done what he had to do. If he interfered indiscriminately, it would be superfluous. Martin's reforms have begun to reshuffle Mars' politics. Liu Xi and Aijia Dridge are eyeing the position of the governor of the galaxy. The current situation of three-way containment is enough to maintain the stability of the galaxy for a long time.

As for what the situation will be after the transition period, Shang Ping is not worried.

Shang Ping lay on the bed looking at the communicator, picked up an apple and took a bite, crunching happily.

"Baby, it looks like you're doing fine."

The virtual image of Goodwill appeared in front of him, and Shang Ping sat up and continued to bite the apple.

"Father, good day."

"Good day."

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

"There is something. Austin Soth, the youngest son of David Soth, is gone."

"Huh?" Shang Ping was stunned for a second, and then he snorted and said he understood.

Goodwill looked at Shang Ping strangely for a while, "Aren't you worried?"

"There's nothing to worry about." Shang Ping said: "Since you promised not to kill him, then he is absolutely safe. He is gone, there is only one possibility," Shang Ping paused before continuing: "You checked A transport ship from Shangdu to the Muses?"

"Baby, I'll say you can guess. He has just left, and he has already determined the approximate position. It is estimated that he will soon reach the space jumping particle midway."

"What did Uncle Edgar say?"

"He? He didn't say anything. Anyway, this result was expected. After all, his surname is Soth. And it's not a good thing for him to stay in Shangdu."

"so be it."

"Baby, this young son of Davisos is very good."

"so what?"

"He's probably going to be a problem in the future."

"Father, you promised me that I will help you achieve your goals, and you will not interfere in the Muse Galaxy in the future."

"Well, I'm just reminding."

"I know."

Shang Ping smiled and threw the apple core into the fruit bowl.

After finishing the communication with Goodwill, Shang Ping lay on the bed and closed his eyes. In my memory, the handsome face of the blond boy in the black Madoff Military Academy uniform has gradually blurred, but the scene of him holding a bouquet of red roses and wanting to be friends with him is still vivid in his mind.

The blond-haired stern boy, John who was fascinated by President Seth, the deceased Zhou Ting, the fat Joseph... Now closing his eyes, it seems that he can still hear the punctual bell of the Madoff Military Academy like a bugle. It seems that he is still the cadet who is looking forward to becoming a logistics supply officer after graduation. He is still facing the mountains of garbage in Uncle Edgar's house on his rest day, talking about his uncle finding a suitable marriage partner early...

Suddenly, a familiar cold fragrance surrounded him, he opened his eyes, and at some point, Soran Edrich was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him quietly.

"What were you thinking just now?"

"It's nothing." Shang Ping smiled, put his arms around Solan Edrich's neck, lowered his head, raised his head, and kissed the emperor's lips.

No matter what happens in the future, everything in the past will become a page in his memory that will never fade. When the years turn ruthlessly, this page will still be carefully treasured by him.

And in the years to come, he will have another person walk with him.

Maybe he is still confused occasionally, but the hand he is holding will never let go.

"His Majesty…"

"kindness?"

"You will always be with me, won't you?"

"I can."

"Thank you, I think, I will love you..."

"Well, I look forward to that day, my queen."