Drew, trembling like a leaf: “Your Highness, I’m sorry, I’ll redesign it immediately!!!”
Using the 3D construction map, Li Erben found Mao Anan trapped in a small room in the corner within a minute. Mao Anan, dizzy, was wandering in the corridor, and upon seeing Li Erben, she ran over, “What’s that room for?”
Li Erben glanced inside, saw the soft pink wallpaper, a gentle light shaped like a blooming flower bud, a small, cozy bed, a vanity, a wardrobe, mirrors, and teddy bears all over the bed, with a tiny bathroom filled with girly trinkets. Li Erben said nonchalantly, “Oh, it’s for you.”
Mao Anan’s eyes widened, “But… where will you put yourself? That bed looks too small for you…”
She remembered him?! Li Erben’s icy face finally showed a crack, a mix of awkwardness and joy making the stern military man look quite adorable, “This room… is for… ahem… when you don’t need me… don’t hide in the closet anymore…”
Mao Anan was stunned, then her ears heated up as she lowered her head.
Butler Drew, catching his breath, came over and, as if claiming credit, told Mao Anan, “Everything inside was personally selected by His Highness. See that pink heart-shaped vanity? It was designed by him and custom-made from the planet Ian… Ah!!!”
Li Erben, with a face like thunder, threw Drew out, who with a scream, smashed a large hole in the ceiling and disappeared.
Mao Anan: …!!!!!
Perhaps because of the room’s makeover, Mao Anan seemed in high spirits. After checking on Mir, who was undergoing memory transplantation, before dinner, she and Li Erben enjoyed a very pleasant meal together. Yes, very pleasant.
Especially in front of them was a small dish of deliciously aromatic braised pork. Mao Anan lifted her head, expressing her gratitude with a smile. Li Erben hurriedly lowered his head as if he hadn’t seen it, chewing expressionlessly on a piece of processed Monla beast meat. However, unlike usual, Mao Anan didn’t retreat to a corner to nurse her wounds but instead loudly asked Li Erben, “Your Highness, why have you stopped using the knife?” Li Erben coughed lightly, “Dru told me you don’t like the smell of blood.” Mao Anan tilted her head with a smile, pushing her luck, “Did Dru also tell you that I don’t like shouting while talking to you?” Li Erben looked up sharply, contemplating the ten-meter-long dining table. By the time they were having dessert, the table had been replaced with a small square one, where they sat face to face, close enough to count each other’s eyelashes and accidentally touch legs under the table. “Oh… sorry.” “It’s okay.” “Gulp~~(╯﹏╰)b… I stepped on you again…” “Are you wearing slippers?” “Ah… sorry, I forgot to change them…” “It’s fine, they’re very soft.” “…!!!” Li Erben suddenly realized that eating like this was actually quite nice. He thought she would go to that room after bathing, but when he came out drying his hair, Mao Anan was already in light yellow pajamas, leaning on the bed waiting for him. Perhaps she had been waiting for too long, as her little head was nodding off. Li Erben was secretly ecstatic, not even bothering to dry his hair, he stealthily climbed onto the bed. The mattress was soft, and Mao Anan felt the movement, quickly opening her eyes. Prince Li Erben was caught red-handed in his elegant ‘sneaky’ act, awkwardly frozen in place. “What… are you doing?” Why are you acting like a thief? This is your bedroom… your bed, right? “Nothing… nothing.” Li Erben quickly regained his usual stern demeanor, stiffly pulling the covers over himself and leaning back on the headboard. A faint scent of her bath drifted over, making the Prince, who was trying to count sheep, somewhat restless. One sheep… two sheep… three Mao Anans… Li Erben irritably scratched his head, only then realizing his hair was still dripping. Mao Anan took out a towel, wrapping Li Erben’s wet black hair in it, squeezing out the water. She wasn’t scared; she was helping him dry his hair!!! Mao Anan meticulously combed through his long, slightly tangled hair, marveling at how good his hair quality was, so black and shiny. She actually cherished his hair so much… There’s a saying on Earth, ‘Love me, love my dog’… The Prince couldn’t help but feel excited. “Ah?!” Mao Anan exclaimed, puzzled as Li Erben suddenly pulled her into his embrace, “You…” Li Erben’s voice was hoarse, “Why didn’t you go to that room?” Mao Anan lowered her head, her face slightly flushed, “I… want to bear your child.” Li Erben (steaming with heat): …!!! Before Mao could react, the Prince was already on top of her, his hot body temperature transmitting through the pajamas, making her heart race. The suppressed breathing only added to the ambiguous atmosphere, “Can I ask you for a favor?” “What?” “Could you change your expression? Your face looks like you’re receiving a battle report.” “…!!!” The Prince, with a tense face, held the little one with wide, hopeful eyes, took a deep breath, and kissed her deeply. Their pajamas were silently stripped off and thrown out of the bed. The experienced Prince moved like a fish in water, gentle enough not to hurt her, yet intense enough to make her heart stop. The soft, delicate body was full of temptation, and the treasures within seemed endless. Li Erben was deeply captivated by this warm body, lost in ecstasy. “Does it hurt?” “…It’s okay.” “Tell me the truth.” “There… there’s a little pain…” “Then let’s rest for now, we’ll continue tomorrow.” “…Okay.” Although not yet satisfied, waiting was second nature to Li Erben, who had lived for hundreds of years. Listening to her gentle breathing and soft murmurs in her sleep, Li Erben felt the night had suddenly lengthened. For breakfast, they had ham and fried Lala bird eggs. Li Erben, for the first time, didn’t have a stern face but showed a semblance of gentleness, repeatedly asking Mao Anan if the breakfast was to her liking and if she needed anything else. Mao Anan, tilting her head with a smile, said, “It’s delicious, I really like it.” Her fair face glowed with a healthy pink, and due to her happiness and rich nutrition, her previously thin figure was now rounding out, which pleased Li Erben with his achievements. If she could get pregnant, that would be even better. However, Mao Anan wasn’t the only one eager to conceive; the nobles of Austin, far in Zelazny’s Casa, and Mao Anan herself were all hoping. Mao Anan thought secretly that if she bore a son, could she ask to live on her own? If it were a daughter, Austin wouldn’t likely favor sons over daughters. But why do the nobles of Austin have such prolonged youth… Li Erben, who looks like a young man in his early twenties, is actually over three hundred years old… and seems to be… Mir’s father. Oh well, Mao Anan thought pragmatically, in Austin, incest isn’t that unusual; Mir and Gabriel, aren’t they nephew and aunt?
“Mir,” Mao Anan called out, leaning against the sealed cabin where Mir was sitting inside, watching an electronic screen, “My name is Mao Anan.” Mir turned his head upon hearing her voice and gave her a slight smile. Mao Anan smiled back, blinking her eyes, “Remember me, okay? I’ll come to see you every day.” Mir nodded; he understood but hadn’t yet received language training and couldn’t speak. Mao Anan stepped back a bit, spun around in place. The white fox fur cloak and boots she wore fluttered softly. Her pointed chin, large eyes, and round face emerged from the thick, snow-white fur, like a pure and adorable little fox, “Mir, this is the outfit you gave me. How do I look?” Mir nodded, smiling.
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