I’VE GOT THIS SERVANT’S BACK (8.2)
Lu Qingshi fell asleep in Gu Song’s arms, and when he woke up, he was already lying on the bed in the confinement room.
No matter how good the facilities were in the confinement room, this was nowhere near as comfortable to sleep in as the Youngest Master’s bed. Gu Song was afraid that he wouldn’t be used to it, so he deliberately hugged his upper body into his arms and slowly patted him with one hand. Lu Qingshi opened his eyes and met the warm and tranquil surge at the bottom of his eyes.
“Youngest Master is awake? Was it uncomfortable to sleep?”
Gu Song adjusted his arm, lowered his head, and asked softly. Lu Qingshi shook his head and sat up. When he was just about to speak, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the changes outside the window.
The night was as deep as the velvet satin, and there was a very dazzling light.
The spot of light escaped, blooming quietly and silently. The stream of light overflowed silently, and the fine light rays spreading across the sky slowly rotated in the vast and distant night sky, forming a vortex of stars that seemed to swallow the darkness.
Gu Song looked up and followed his gaze.
Lu Qingshi suddenly forgot what he was going to say and quietly leaned on his shoulders, looking up at a strange scene in the night sky that he had never seen before.
The arms behind him slowly tightened, and under the broad and solid chest, the slight heartbeat suddenly became particularly obvious. Through the dependable chest, like a silent surge, his whole body was drowned in it.
“That’s where I came from, Youngest Master.”
Gu Song suddenly said, turning into a deep and soft voice. In the ears of the young man who just came of age, the gentle stirring of his voice was a source of infinite affection.
“It has disappeared. Thirteen years ago… it was destroyed by a big bang. All the stars, planets, and moons have turned into dust and have been floating there.”
Lu Qingshi raised his head. Gu Song smiled to meet his gaze, lowered his head, and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “Youngest Master, I used to be 13 light-years away from you.”
The light traveled for thirteen years, presenting all this in the night sky of a distant alien galaxy.
The explosion that happened thirteen light-years away fell into people’s eyes, everything in the distance had already ended in the dust.
But it was the beginning of his whole world.
Gu Song slowly tightened his arms, and the thought that had always been entrenched in his heart became clear again.
He was supposed to die in that galaxy explosion, but he managed to escape, wandering all the way, and was trafficked here as a slave.
The development of science and technology in the interstellar age was advancing leaps and bounds, and mankind had the ability to infinitely fold space and time through four-dimensional transitions. Speed no longer had the meaning of measurement, but the eternal speed of light still silently reminded him of his origin, and it also seemed to announce some kind of reincarnation that seemed to be doomed.
When Lu Jueming stopped mentioning that matter, it didn’t mean that no one would consider it again. Since it could be discovered by the Ninth Prince, it meant that it was still working and planning, and there were people who were considering this matter or even preparing for it.
In the event of his end, it can also become a new beginning for his Youngest Master…
The damp and hot water fell between his fingers, and Gu Song’s chest throbbed lightly, pulling away a little.
His Youngest Master was looking at him quietly, his chest rising and falling slowly. Tears gathered silently from his eyes, and large drops fell.
“What are you crying for, Youngest Master, this is my home ……”
Gu Song pulled up the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to wipe his tears, but Lu Qingshi held that hand, clenching hard. “I can get better …… if you mess up, I will be angry, very angry.”
Lu Deng looked at him, breathing more and more sharply.
He had a way to get better, but he needed to wait until he was an adult before he could use it.
The elder brothers gave up this idea a long time ago. Only the father still refused to let go. Of course, he had a way to solve all this. Even the experience points to buy the world had already been prepared by the system, but he was afraid that Gu Song himself had the same plan(as his father).
There was no beginning and end to this sentence, but Gu Song understood what he was referring to in a blink of an eye. A deep guilty conscience surged in his heart, and he instinctively said, “Youngest Master——”
There was only enough time to call, Lu Qingshi had already bitten the flesh of his shoulder.
The Youngest Master didn’t have much strength, but he bit so hard, his figure was already trembling. A muffled cough overflowed from his throat, but he refused to let it go. He bit him silently, his thin back stretched into a vague cramp.
Gu Song was afraid that it would hurt him and didn’t dare to struggle. He could only use the other hand to hold him tight, helplessly and carefully patting him. “Youngest Master, do not rush, do not hurt yourself – you can’t be too excited. Listen, I won’t think blindly, no more … …Qingshi–“
He called out Lu Qingshi’s name for the first time. His lips and teeth trembled lightly, as if chanting some kind of strange spell, and the sharp pain on his shoulders was suddenly gone.
Lu Qingshi collapsed into his arms, his chest rising and falling sharply, and his heartbeat hitting Gu Song’s fingertips hard through his pale wrists. The light in his black eyes dimmed, and he suddenly reminded him of the deadly stardust.
Inside, Gu Song fought a cold war, shook his mind completely, and suddenly gave birth to boundless regret.
He thought of things in a very simple way.
He just thought his Youngest Master shouldn’t have to stop and rest after walking only a few steps, he should be able to play around like ordinary boys. He thought of giving his body to the Youngest Master. The level of medicine in the interstellar era had been very advanced, there were ways to turn his body into the appearance of Lu Qingshi. There were even ways to extract these memories from Lu Qingshi’s mind to seal them, leaving only a vague image, like a particularly detailed dream at some point.
He thought that would work.
He forgot how beautiful the smile on his lips was when his Youngest Master fell asleep in his arms.
There was a slight noise outside the door as if something was knocking on the door frame, and then there was a heavy noise and muffled sound characteristic of fighting. Gu Song’s heart tightened, and he was already on guard when he got up. The cuffs were pinched by Lu Qingshi’s fingertips. His movements couldn’t help but pause, as the bright light flashed across his heart with horror.
He suddenly realized why his Youngest Master would rather drag such his frail body and ran over here.
He had always accompanied his Youngest Master, this was the only opportunity to speak to him alone. The ninth prince has just leaked everything to him at his own risk. Even without too much explanation, he could understand and cooperate with all the arrangements and processes ……
Lu Fanghai had an upright temperament, and he probably didn’t know this at all, so he thought it was a protection for him. Lu Jueming and Lu Nanxing actually beat the second prince in public, and ten or so brothers also got involved, and they all were voluntarily imprisoned in cooperation. Now it seemed that all of this was to stop those who might come back to look for him.
No matter how reluctant they were on the surface, Lu Qingshi’s older brothers were still helping him in their own way, taking punishment from their father and even being targeted by the royal family, in silence.
Just to make their youngest brother happy.
His self-confidence suddenly broke away with the thought he just had, Gu Song breathed lightly, lowered his head with blurry tears, and put his forehead against the cold forehead of his Youngest Master.
A hand touched the top of his head lightly, like a quiet moonlight gently falling, for fear of awakening the dreaming stars.
Gu Song trembled and raised his head in a daze.
The Youngest Master’s eyes were red, teardrops still hanging on the thick long raven eyelashes, and his face was taut with unhappy cold hardness. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by a stifled sob.
“It takes ten kisses… to get better.”
The sweetness mixed with bitterness overflowed in his chest. Gu Song tried his best to blink away the mist under his eyes, smiled down, and leaned down to lovingly kiss the light-colored lips.
The door lock clicked, the closed heavy door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Nanxing strode in. “Gu Song! You run quickly, I will explain to you later—”
The mini theater was great 😀
Its all your fault. Now while I was reading the chapter my brain kept annoyingly playing on loop the main theme of the 12 dancing princesses. All I hear is the Ah ah ahhh
Thanks for the chapter♡
And now it won’t get out of my head either- *tiptoes, pirouettes and lands on face*
*pathetic-honking-noises* ━ ━=͟͟͞͞(Ŏ◊Ŏ ‧̣̥̇)━