Regardless of the obvious question of why she woke up earlier than him today, Wayne felt strongly unaccustomed to her just by looking at her with soft, watery eyes.
"Um, what's wrong?"
He sleepily tried to sit up.
But what was surprising was that Chrissy suddenly attacked him. As soon as the quilt was lifted, she gave him a big hug and threw her whole body into his arms.
Wayne was stunned for a second, and then put his arms around her waist.
"What are you doing?" Wayne couldn't help but laugh and asked, "You are plotting against me so early in the morning."
"You are up to no good."
It was obvious that she was taking advantage, but she was defeated so easily.
"Okay, okay, it's me who is up to no good." With that said, Wayne pulled the quilt back again and wrapped the two people on the bed.
The two people were close to each other in the warm quilt, the girl's body was soft and graceful, and Wayne was a little distracted.
"Why did you get up so early today, huh?" He whispered in her ear, as if whispering.
"Because... I want to see you..."
Feeling his hands moving around her body, Chris nervously grabbed his pajamas.
Wayne paused.
Wait, am I dreaming now? Can Chris speak so softly one day?
As if he noticed something, Wayne became cautious in his movements.
But you can't be too wild for a moment and scare away the fish in the pot.
Seeing that he no longer acted excessively, Chrissy's body relaxed a little, and she just put her ear on his chest and lay quietly on him.
The sunlight falls on the indoor carpet, and a small amount also pours onto the bedside.
It seemed that in the quiet room where only each other was left, a feeling called warmth slowly grew in the hearts of the two of them.
"Wayne..."
She murmured, "If we are both old, will you still love me as you do now?"
"Yes, always will." Wayne replied without hesitation.
Chrissy didn't say anything more, she just held him tighter with her backhand.
It was like he wanted to integrate her entire body into one with him.
Wayne gently stroked her supple back, and the more he touched her, the more he felt...as if there was a fire burning in her body.
Is it because Chris was acting so abnormally today because she received the report from the stalker?
But no matter what, it seems that his plan is at least going smoothly.
…
"Wayne, Chris, it is said that the Stuart Kingdom will send a senior envoy with full authority to handle Raphael's cousin's affairs."
In the drama department, Lawrence told them the news.
"Isn't that great?" Wayne said absently. "It's normal for the Stuart king to be worried when his child is seriously injured in a foreign country."
Although, it is normal to take this opportunity to ask for some compensation.
"But... there is still no news about the tracing of the real culprit behind the scenes. That day, the twelve people captured by the mysterious strong man were all knocked unconscious and thrown into the city lord's palace in Dadu, the capital of the neighboring province. The city lord did indeed The prisoners were all taken into custody, but those people died of bleeding from their mouths and noses that night."
He brought forward intelligence on an uncertain future.
"It was later discovered through examination of the corpses that those people had already taken a special medicine. If they did not take the antidote in time, they would definitely die."
Wayne's hand, which was tapping the table in boredom, stopped.
"Is there anything on them that can indicate their identity or origin?" he asked.
"No, I found nothing except that those black masks are a bit strange."
The outbreak lasted so short...
In this case, the person in charge had no intention of letting the separated people escape alive.
Wayne was lost in thought.
"Obviously we were also victims of the siege. Now the diplomats of the Stuart Kingdom and the personal entourage of Raphael's cousin are accusing us of arranging this assassination in order to achieve the goal. Hidden purpose." Speaking of this, Lawrence became very angry.
Chris, who was leaning against Wayne's desk, suddenly asked in confusion: "Is there any benefit to us arranging the assassination?"
"How do I know?" Lawrence said angrily. "What they mean is: Why is it that the rest of us are fine, but only Raphael is seriously injured? There must be something wrong here."
This is truly bandit logic.
However, this matter is indeed a bit strange. Since they have staged such a large array to assassinate them, it is impossible not to know their identities in advance.
If the main target is Richard or Lawrence, or even some other important figures, there seems to be no benefit in insisting on killing Raphael, a foreign "proton" when nothing can be done.
Apart from offending the royal families on both sides to death, there is almost no benefit.
At that time, if Wayne hadn't thrown the magic sword out immediately and blocked it for a moment, Raphael would have never survived under that move that was like a rainbow penetrating the sun.
"Don't worry about what they say, it's probably just an excuse to negotiate terms." Wayne lowered his eyes and said, "His Majesty the King will make arrangements."
"But..." Lawrence hesitated, "My father's arrangement is for me to host the envoy."
The drama department was quiet for a moment.
Wayne suddenly raised his head, "Are you here to receive us?"
"Yes." Lawrence said slightly reservedly, "Anyway, I have also stayed in the Stuart Kingdom for such a long time, and I have a certain understanding of the customs and customs there."
Wayne wanted to blurt out something.
——So do you have the funds?
But after thinking about it, he still endured it.
"I guess he will say a few words and threaten him, but President Raphael is not seriously injured, and he will have to stay in bed to recuperate in Lownes for a period of time. The envoy will definitely not make the scene too ugly. ." He comforted.
Lawrence finally revealed his true intentions at this time.
"Actually, I want to...invite you, Wayne, to assist me in handling the reception." His eyes were blazing, looking forward to it.
Hearing this, Wayne and Chris looked at each other.
…
"Lawrence seems to want to be friends with you."
After leaving the drama department and strolling along the campus paths surrounded by flowers and plants, Chrissy said to Wayne in a rather joking manner.
In the end, Wynn declined to join the reception team as Lawrence's deputy publicly, but agreed to advise him privately.
"It's not like he particularly wants to be friends with me." Wayne couldn't help complaining, "Maybe he just enjoys poaching from Richard...whether it's love or friendship."
The political stance of the Winche family is mainly on Prince Richard's side.
Although he did not object to interacting with Lawrence, and even Richard himself hoped that he could have a good relationship with Lawrence, he had to consider the opinions of other nobles.
