Lin Hao, sitting outside the door, looked at the azure sky and the spaceship gradually disappearing into the distance.
For some reason, he always felt a sense of unreality.
Had Qin Mohan really left today?
They had watched the waterfall together just yesterday, and he hadn't expected him to be so true to his word.
Even though he had followed him to this planet, he had always wondered when he would leave, and he hadn't expected it to be today.
This.
Shouldn't he at least open a bottle of wine?
Because he no longer had to worry about his cover being blown.
This was truly a great day for universal celebration.
"My King, you are still young and cannot drink alcohol."
Just as Lin Hao was contemplating the feasibility of this celebratory method, he heard Elfa beside him look down at him and say earnestly.
The little one is still young and cannot drink. If he really wants to drink, he can wait until he is an adult and drink with their accompaniment. After all, there are always some ignorant beings who covet treasures that do not belong to them.
Just like that human who just left. If it weren't for the little one stopping them at the beginning, they would have thrown that human into space long ago.
At this moment, people in some places, unseasonably, all sneezed.
Lin Hao, standing at the door and still looking at the sky, was first startled by the sound, then turned to look into Elfa's eyes and said, "I don't drink, you can rest assured."
He was just thinking about it.
He didn't blame Elfa for prying into his thoughts, because he knew that if his thoughts hadn't been too strong, they wouldn't have noticed.
Cough.
He really wasn't very happy.
Really.
Also, his alcohol tolerance is rather low, and unless there are special requirements, he wouldn't choose to drink.
Meanwhile, Xi'er was still in her room digesting the conversation she had with Lan Jia Ruo yesterday.
Because she had thought of something yesterday, she had teleported to Lan Jia Ruo's room.
At this moment, Lan Jia Ruo was lying on the bed with a flushed face and a layer of sweat. He seemed to sense that someone had entered his room and he tried hard to open his eyes.
But he could only open them a little after trying for a long time. When he saw the person he was thinking of, he instinctively wanted to get up to greet the Princess. However, before he could sit up, he instantly lay back down on the bed due to a sudden sense of weightlessness.
"Heh heh, Princess, you've arrived." Lan Jia Ruo did not choose to lie on the bed due to his physical discomfort, but instead tried his best to use all his strength to get up.
But he still couldn't get up.
'Has this body reached this state?'
Lan Jia Ruo lowered his eyes, questioning himself silently.
No, he couldn't. He absolutely could not appear in this state in front of the Princess.
He should always appear healthy in front of her.
He slowly moved his hand from under the quilt, and the claws that had been retracted slowly emerged.
The sharp claws gradually moved towards his tail.
Just as he was about to use pain to awaken his tired body.
At this moment, Xi'er, who had been standing by the window, instantly appeared by the bedside, grabbed the hand holding the quilt, and said coldly, "Tell me, what is going on?"
What have you been through these past few days?
Lan Jia Ruo saw his hand being pulled out and his icy blue eyes showed no panic of being caught. Instead, he turned his head to look at Xi'er's hand and said, "It's nothing, just a common fever. Princess, you don't need to worry, it will be better in a few days."
Finally, he gave Xi'er a helpless smile.
His eyes still held the look of 'Princess, I'm really fine, you're overthinking it.'
Xi'er, standing by the bed, looked at Lan Jia Ruo, who had a flushed face on the bed, with a look of disbelief.
But seeing his eyes, she slowly let go of his hand, her voice tinged with doubt, "Really?"
Her eyes were fixed on Lan Jia Ruo's eyes.
She was waiting for his words.
She wanted to see if he would tell her the truth.
Because she knew that merfolk, apart from mental illnesses, their bodies would not suffer from any other diseases.
She was gambling, gambling whether he would tell the truth.
Lan Jia Ruo, lying on the bed, saw Xi'er's gaze and his icy blue eyes flickered instinctively. But within a second, they met her eyes again, and he said with a smile, "I really have nothing wrong, Princess, you are truly overthinking it."
Xi'er, standing beside him, saw Lan Jia Ruo still being stubborn and immediately let go of the hand she was holding.
The hand she had clasped had returned to its original appearance the moment she had grasped it.
She said coldly to him, "Since there is nothing wrong, I will leave now."
After saying this, Xi'er turned and disappeared from her spot.
She came to the door and looked up at the fluttering curtain by the window, slowly lowering her eyes to hide the anger in them, her hands clenched tightly on her military uniform.
She didn't seem to notice that the military uniform was no longer as neat as before.
The anger wasn't because the merman wasn't telling her the truth, but because he was suffering through such a thing and chose to bear it alone instead of discussing it with them.
Did they really not trust her that much?
After staying downstairs for a few minutes, Xi'er chose to return to her room and slowly leaf through ancient texts.
She was looking for the consequences of the merman tribe using forbidden formations and methods for later recovery.
She hadn't believed from the beginning that the backlash from that formation couldn't be as simple as just shrinking in size.
And so, Xi'er remained in her room, not even coming out for the joyous occasion of that human's departure.
Lan Jia Ruo, lying on the bed, watched the Princess disappear and could no longer maintain his composure. He spat a mouthful of blood onto the bed.
The white bedsheet covering him was stained red by the sudden blood.
The red blood bloomed like a flower on the bedsheet.
Lan Jia Ruo looked at the blood he had coughed up. His former潔癖 (jieli,潔癖) seemed to have vanished. He even felt a hint of relief at seeing this.
'Good thing the Princess didn't see it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep up the act.'
He slowly raised his head to look at the ceiling.
He thought to himself, "He really doesn't want to die right now. He's just seen the Princess, and he really doesn't want to die."
'God, I really don't want to die. If you can hear me, please grant my request.'
Lan Jia Ruo's vision gradually blurred, but just as he was about to lose consciousness, he seemed to feel the Princess's presence again.
However, this thought was quickly dismissed by himself with disdain.
How could it be the Princess?
The Princess must be angry now and wouldn't return.
Because she had known for a long time about the physical constitution of the merman tribe.