In the morning, before Jun Yan woke up, Fenghua quietly stood up and picked up the clothes that fell on the ground and put them on.

After thinking about it, he turned around and bent down when he left, and opened the slightly drooping silver hair of the boy with his eyes closed, and wrote a kiss on his smooth forehead.

She put a piece of letter paper on the head of the bed.

The ink-black handwriting is printed on plain white paper, with brilliant handwriting.

Not far away, the boy's beautiful and stunning sleeping face was lying quietly.

In the interstellar era, the star network covers the entire Milky Way. People outside the light years only need to meet through the virtual world built by the star network.

Letters have become an inconvenient and ancient way of communication that has been forgotten and abandoned.

But at this time, letters and handwritten words written in strokes reveal a small and different romance.

【Wait for me to come to you】

...

Jun Yan got up and didn't see anyone in the room. If it weren't for the faint sweet and despicable aura that was still lingering in the air, it would still be like Nan Ke's dream last night.

It was not until I glanced at the plain white paper on the head of the bed and saw the seven words short but powerful words on it that my heart fell back to its original position.

The boy curled the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but raise it slightly, but he restrained himself from pressing it down, pretending to be indifferent, and squinted his lips, "... and leave after sleep."

The little prince snorted slightly.

However, the thin piece of plain white letter paper was carefully and neatly folded, and put it into the lining pocket of the clothes.

There is - the closest place to the heart.

-

Shortly after returning to the palace, Fenghua was invited to the Prince's Hall.

The young man's crystal clear temperament was stained with fireworks, his lips were bright red, and he wore a silver-white and luxurious outfit, and his voice was already elegant and noble.

"Princess, please sit down."

"I wonder what happened to His Highness the Prince?"

Fenghua sat down and asked with a gesture.

His eyes swept across the corners of the boy's eyes and eyebrows, and he thought to himself, if Jun Yan knew that she was a female pirate...

Well, that picture is probably too beautiful.

She dared not look.

At this time, the prince whom he met on the other side, with his slender and beautiful hand holding the coffee cup in front of him, lowered his eyes and said, "The purpose of the princess' trip should be marriage, right?"

"Of course." Marry you.

Fenghua didn't blink for a moment and answered without hesitation.

"...I think Jun Yan wants to say sorry to the princess first."

"Um?"

"Jun Yan already has a woman he likes." He raised his eyes and looked at Fenghua. There was no sign of retreat in his beautiful sapphire pupils. He pursed his lips slightly and said, "She... Although she may not be as noble as a princess, you have a noble appearance, but..."

He paused, word by word, unswerving.

"I like her."

"So, can't we marry me anymore, right?" the woman raised her eyebrows and asked with a playful look.

"That's right, I hope you understand." Jun Yan's expression was formal.

Fenghua wanted to tease him, "What if I can't forgive me? Your Highness Junyan, I came from the Federation from thousands of miles away, not to listen to you say these words. We symbolize the friendly alliance between the Federation and the Empire. What you say does not count, and what I say does not count."
Chapter completed!