EOL Chapter 26

In the morning, when Xiu woke up, his was arm being held tightly by a warm and strong body.

Habitually and calmly, he took out the arm that was equipped with the time-revealing agent. He glanced at the time displayed on the skin, and then pushed the person sleeping on his bed. “Sleep a little longer…”

Alfred muttered, grabbing the hand that was pushing him and stuffing him back into the quilt. He also shrank into the quilt and rubbed his messy hair against Xiu’s neck.

In recent days, he has been leaving later and later in the morning.

Alfred acted like a spoiled child yesterday. He didn’t know why, but his temper and softness were not compatible with the person next to him, and his hair was unexpectedly soft. Xiu touched his soft golden hair and was unable to do anything. As a result, the two of them missed breakfast time. When Alfred went out he almost got caught by the waiter who was bringing breakfast.

Today, Alfred was up to his old tricks. Xiu had already woken up and was conscious, but he still couldn’t help but think about the past. His childhood, and Alfred’s childhood.

Xiu had been cautious and self-possessed under the late Queen’s education since childhood, and would not let others get close to him easily. Even when Alfred was a child, Xiu rarely hugged him. He remembered that the first time he held Alfred was when Alfred had just turned three. At that time, he and Nient were less than ten years old. It was the time when they had just begun to understand the world and people in depth. The three brothers could still be called children. What clever tricks can a child under ten years old have? Nient just deliberately approached the other party when no one was paying attention. With a hard push, Alfred, who was only three years old, fell off the seat and was almost penetrated by the short and sharp fence. Fortunately, the personal servant was not a waste. A stop in the middle caused him to deviate and he fell into the flower bed.

The little prince burst into tears, and the crown prince slapped the second prince on the spot, accusing him of harming the prince. The second prince’s biological mother, Mrs. Hart, screamed in panic, and the emperor angrily accused the crown prince of slandering his brother… The royal banquet that year was a complete mess. It was a disaster.

Afterward, all the nobles kept silent about it, and the storm seemed to calm down quickly, but they all knew that this time bomb was not extinguished. Sooner or later, it would be exploded by the fuse called the throne. The emperor is biased, and the relationship between the princes is distorted. They have grown up in hostility and hatred since childhood, and they can make such trouble in public. When these princes grew up and started to seize power, they didn’t know how to fight in secret.

That day, Xiu held little Alfred in his arms and walked out of the banquet. Alfred had already fallen asleep in his arms, and that golden little furry head was rubbing against his neck, soft, dry, and warm. Apart from confinement and thinking about their mistakes, the two brothers gained nothing.

Xiu, who was less than ten years old, clearly realized for the first time how important power is. Although he is the crown prince in name, he is too weak. The second prince had the support of the emperor, but the first empress’s family was originally a low-class aristocracy. After the first empress died, her status deteriorated day by day, and she was unable to compete with the second prince and his party.

And it continued like this……

Xiu hugged his still very young brother tightly and made the first important decision in his life on the way back to Dawn Palace.

It was after this confinement ended that Xiu went to the Holy Golden Palace to admit his mistake to the emperor and apologize. Then he visited the Holy White Tower and became a student of the high priest.

Who would have thought? Nearly twenty years have passed, and now, the golden head that has grown up is resting on his shoulder again, and the soft blond hair that has been messed up by sleep is all over his neck.

Xiu calmly brushed the soft golden hair on his neck and decided not to spoil him today.

He said: “The jet lag has been adjusted. If you go to sleep again, you will have to adjust too much. Get up.”

Alfred turned a deaf ear and huddled into the quilt. Fortunately, this luxurious quilt was big enough, and it was more than enough to stuff a man who was 1.8 meters tall and a man who was nearly two meters tall.

Xiu ruthlessly lifted the quilt and said, “I’m going to ask someone to come in and help me get up.”

“Scream.” Alfred said lazily without opening his eyes, “As long as you are not afraid of others finding out that I am sleeping with you in your bed, I don’t care.”

Xiu reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling it out.

No matter how strong a person is, it will still hurt to have his hair pulled. Alfred was caught off guard and screamed, sitting up and looking at Xiu while covering his blond hair.

“What are you doing?” he asked in confusion and shock.

How noble is Alfred’s status? In such a huge human empire, in the realm of stars, he is the direct prince and the master. He never thought in his life that someone would pull his hair and force him to get up from bed.

Xiu was probably the only person besides the emperor who would not be intimidated by Alfred’s questioning. Not only was he not intimidated, he was even tougher than Alfred. He said coldly: “Let me hear you say it again. Say these words, and I will teach you aristocratic etiquette myself.”

Being taught a lesson by Xiu in such a condescending manner, Alfred was so angry that he had nothing to say, but he couldn’t fight back – not to mention that it was beneath his status, for a golden-eyed heir to attack ordinary people. If the crown prince was injured… he handed the handle into Xiu’s hands.

“…I remember.” He looked into Xiu’s eyes and said.

His expression was very unfriendly, and one couldn’t help but wonder whether he had remembered the warning not to utter vulgar words again, or whether he had remembered Xiu pulling him up from the bed without dignity by his hair…

“Just remember.” Xiu didn’t care. He got out of bed and went to the dressing room connected to the bedroom to change out of his pajamas.

But how could Alfred be so easily dismissed? By the time he had finished changing into the crown prince’s regular clothes, he had already sat on the bed and had passed the dazed stage of sudden awakening. When he came back to his senses, he said to the monk without giving in: “Prince just now The three words are etiquette, but what is the etiquette for pulling a prince’s hair?”

Xiu carefully sorted out the details of his appearance in the mirror and said unhurriedly: “I am the crown prince and you are the prince. What I say is an order to you. When I order you to get up and you refuse to obey, it is natural to be punished.”

“The prince is eloquent.”

“This is not an excuse, but a fact.” Xiu continued, “I remember that when you were younger, you disdained power… But unfortunately, whether you obey or not, the power is still there, and the facts will not change because of your attitude. I sit in the position of the Crown Prince and hold the authority of the Crown Prince, then naturally I have the power to dominate you.”

Dominate.

This word should have made a proud man like Alfred feel insulted, but Alfred found that not only was he not angry, but he was excited.

He had certainly seen the importance of power as early as when he was first exiled. However, Xiu’s arrogant declaration today seemed to have given him some new and additional motivation.

Dominate. Yes, it is natural that the crown prince can control people other than the emperor, including the other princes – if he is the crown prince, then…

“What you said makes sense, Your Highness, I have learned from it.”

When Xiu was about to walk out of the room, he heard the person behind him say this.

He was a little surprised, turned around, and saw Alfred still sitting on his bed, with messy pajamas and messy blond hair on his head.

But this did not prevent Xiu from feeling a hint of danger. He nodded slightly, and before he could answer, Alfred asked again: “How long until we reach the main planet?”

The cockpit was controlled by repairmen. Alfred had no way of knowing the specific progress of the trip and could only roughly guess the position of the iconic nebula outside the porthole.

“Soon.” Xiu said, “This is the first time you’ve taken the initiative to ask me about my itinerary. Are you finally starting to worry?”

Although the death of the second prince seemed to be a suicide, the emperor certainly would not give up. Out of the two of them, the situation was more unfavorable to Alfred.

“Worried? No.” Alfred smiled at Xiu, “I can’t wait to fight you, brother.”