The Way of the Empress

It was Zhuo Yang's mental power that was too strong, and he rushed into Moodys' mental sea. Moodys' mental power was afraid of hurting it, which caused the tragedy of the nine-tailed fox and the golden lion.

However, as the owner of the Golden Retriever Lion, Moodys has no intention of seeking justice for it.

I devoted myself to the treatment.

After the initial mental counseling, Zhuo Yang helped Moodys's mental strength twice to get rid of a lot of mental dark spots. During the recovery process, Moodys also took time to undergo leg surgery and stood up and walked again for himself. Prepared.

The disability of his leg is actually not serious. As long as he has undergone an operation, he will be able to recover as before and stand up and walk again.

The reason why he didn't have surgery before was just because his body was too weak and couldn't stand the operation at all. Even after the operation, he didn't have the physical strength to perform rehabilitation. It would be better to take a wheelchair to make his body burden lighter.

Now that everything is okay, Moodys is going to undergo surgery and rehabilitation.

Because he was too busy, he didn't even have time to take care of it, he finally lost the Quantum Beast that he recovered and lost his virginity.

On the contrary, Zhuo Yang and the Golden Retriever Lion, who has been able to appear freely after helping Moodys clean up his mental energy, had a great time, and soon became familiar with it...

Zhuo Yang likes the fluffy and simple lion, especially in the afternoon, lying on the lion that has become a large sofa for a nap.

The Golden Retriever Lion also liked Zhuo Yang very much, so he wanted to get to Zhuo Yang's side when nothing happened, nudged him honestly, and let Zhuo Yang touch his huge head to play with him.

Seeing Moodys was a little jealous.

In addition to playing with the golden lion every day, the snow-white nine-tailed fox likes Moodys as always. If nothing happens, he likes to run to Moodys to ask for a kiss, to hug, to lift high, just witnessing this After the little thing got on his big lion, Moodys couldn't look directly at it.

Moreover, after Zhuo Yang and Moodys had combined their spirits and determined its status, this cunning little fox seemed to have secured his position, confident, and began to show some truth...

It’s not as soft and cute as it used to be, and I often do damage in the crown prince’s mansion. I especially like to dismantle valuable wood, grass and rattan crafts. I will remove a pillow today or a lampshade tomorrow. The most powerful one will be removed. I got a wicker chair... God knows how it did it.

Whenever Zhuo Yang and Moodys want to teach him, he pretends to be good again. When he runs into Moodys's arms, he is acting cute and cute. The whole fox rushes into Moodys's arms. , Fluffy rubbed against Moodys's neck...

People can't bear to punish him.

But in a blink of an eye, it exposed its bad nature again, causing destruction in the Prince's Mansion like a spoiled, lawless bear kid.

Moodys finally understood why Zhuo Yang rarely released his quantum beast before marrying himself.

This product with a well-behaved and cute appearance is simply a curse!

As for Zhuo Yang's relationship with Moodys, although it hasn't been clearly stated, it's a matter of course, and they know each other's ambiguity.

After Moodys had surgery on his leg and started to rehabilitate, Zhuo Yang specially learned how to manually massage the acupoints on his legs to help with rehabilitation. After he massaged the acupoints on the disabled leg of Moodys every day. , Accompany him again and start trying to stand up and walk...

On this day, I finished the massage for Moodys as usual, and accompany him to try his handicap for nine years, when he took his leg again.

Zhuo Yang supported Moodys, and he chatted with Moodys every day: "His Royal Highness, what do you usually like to do? Do you have any hobbies?"

Moodys is his favorite object, he always wants to know more about each other.

"...Hobbies? I really can't remember it for a while." Unexpectedly, Moodys asked him his first question dumb: "Will fighting and participating in politics count as public welfare activities?"

This is what he is most engrossed in.

Zhuo Yang shook his head, but said: "I'm talking about entertainment. This is not work."

"That..." Moodys was silent for a while, racking his brains but couldn't think of anything.

For the first half of his life, he has been studying and working hard to be a qualified and competent crown prince. In the past nine years, except at this stage, he has been trying to find ways to make him wait for death with peace of mind... When it comes to entertainment and pastime, he really can't think of anything. What I like...

Seeing that Moodys could not remember himself, Zhuo Yang helped him think: "Do you like reading? I see that you seem to be reading a lot. What kind of books do you like to read?"

He and Moodys have been married for so long, and the thing he has done the most is reading.

He wanted to know more about Moodys.

"Reading books can barely be counted as one. I can read all types, but I can't say that I like them very much. I can only say that books are a good thing to kill time and learn knowledge." Moodys thought for a while, said.

Zhuo Yang persevered, and there is a lot of unending thoughts about not understanding Moodys thoroughly: "Then do you like to listen to concerts? Watching operas? I have heard that when you are in good health, I love Rand. Sir, I went to the concert and watched the opera together... I also commented on a singer who sang well, and the comment was very good. After that, many singers and opera artists were proud of getting your comments and said that you are well versed in rhythm. Very artistic."

Speaking of this, he can't help but feel jealous!

I am very jealous of Rand who has seen concerts with Moodys and listened to operas.

"That's what Rand likes. I don't have any special preferences for concerts and operas." Moodys said.

Although he is a crown prince, he does not have as many elegant hobbies as many nobles, and he has never dreamed of becoming an artist. He can listen to and understand things like opera and concerts from the royal family. I can also talk to people on occasion when necessary, but he doesn’t like him...

When Zhuo Yang heard that Moodys didn’t like concerts and operas, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn’t help but ask again: “Then driving mechas and participating in mecha races? I’ve seen many mechas. In the race, you are all champions... People say that your mecha driving is almost perfect mecha driving."

He wants to be the person who knows Moodys best in the world.

"...I became the champion of the mech race, driving the mech very well, just because the royal family needs such an heir." Moodys can't remember why he first drove the mech to participate in the mech race.

But it's all because of the popular support rate and personal appeal.

"Then do you have any preferences and habits, do you taboo?"

"It doesn't seem to exist, maybe there was in the past, but when it comes to the border, the border planetary environment is generally gone. I just follow the army, and I will treat the soldiers as they are. There are no taboos."

"What about the taste? Do you prefer sweet or spicy?"

"...It's all right." He is not particular about appetite. When he eats, he can eat anything. When he has no time to eat, he has been eating unflavored nutritious meals for a year and a half. Definitely.

The question asked by Zhuo Yang, Moodys racked his brains for a long time, but couldn't give a clear answer.

The two looked at each other, and they were all speechless.

Zhuo Yang almost feels that this person is really desperate to the limit.

"Sorry, I am actually quite boring." After a while, Moodys opened his mouth to Zhuo Yang.

In addition to his record and charity, which are solidly his own, in fact, many of his other advantages, such as his love for opera, musicals, decathlon, etc., are all attractive and attractive. The popular support rate increases the favorability of the crown prince and the royal family...

Moodys has always thought that he himself is quite boring, and he is not the type that most guides would like.

In the past, many guides approached him and showed his favor, all for his power and the identity of his crown prince. Moodys can see it and think it should be. He seems to have nothing to do. At one point, he once thought that Zhuo Yang was the same, because of his identity and status...

However, after Zhuo Yang was like a madman and wanted to save him regardless of his own life, Moodys realized that it was not.

He was really confused, and he didn't know what he liked about a nearly perfect guide like Zhuo Yang?

Moodys has always felt that he has nothing to do with liking. Even before his appearance is disfigured, he can't stand out in front of the sentry. This is even more so after the disfigurement...

What does Zhuo Yang like about him?

Zhuo Yang didn't care too much: "It's okay."

He didn't like Moodys because of these, and he just wanted to know more about Moodys.

"What about you? What are your hobbies and what kind of things do you like?" After Zhuo Yang asked Moodys a lot, Moodys also asked Zhuo Yang.

Just like Zhuo Yang wants to know him, he also wants to know Zhuo Yang.

Zhuo Yang choked all of a sudden, thought for a while, looked at Moodys but smiled: "...I seem to be quite boring too, I don't have any special hobbies."

He was only interested in Moodys and his mother in his life.

Although he has an elegant face that does not eat human fireworks, he is actually quite a boring person...

"Don't laugh." Moodys didn't believe him very much, just as he was comforting himself.

How many people are there in this world as boring as him? Except for fighting and being a good crown prince, he doesn't know what else he can do? Let alone Zhuo Yang.

Moodys personally felt that Zhuo Yang must be the type of male **** who has been chased by many people since childhood, which is completely different from himself.

"I'm serious." Zhuo Yang suddenly grabbed his hand and blinked at him: "If I have to say what hobbies and ambitions I have, I would like to be the imperial crown princess and sleep to the emperor. Prince, do you count?"

Moodys knew that he was teasing himself, but laughed helplessly: "...Forget it."

"Since we are both so boring, let us become each other's interest now." Zhuo Yang held his hand tightly.

The curvature of Moodys' lips rose unconsciously: "...good."