"I haven't seen them or spoken a word to them."

"They...... What are you worshipping me......"

Looking at the endless starry sky, he asked incomprehensible questions to the people around him.

Towering sculptures carved out of portraits he had never seen before, his throne, his princess, his pets, were all favored by him.

Their sculptures stand together in the wilderness. Perhaps he was "merciful", his throne was "majestic", his princess was "beautiful", his pets were "meek", they were lifelike, but in his eyes they were so strange, as if they were covered with a white mist, no matter how solemn they were set against the dim stone body of the sculpture.

He felt that they were distorted, at least, it was not him, it was not his princess, it was not his pet.

He was not always merciful, he was in charge of the administration, he managed the various affairs of the royal family, and perhaps sometimes he was always quiet, patiently mediating complicated affairs, and in the hearts of the people, he had already lost his anger.

But he always had moments of anger, angry, angry, angry, as if he was not allowed...... Appears in his face.

His princess is indeed "beautiful", but sometimes, he wants others to describe his princess as "lively", or "virtuous", or "talented", she is not only beautiful. In other words, beauty is too natural for her to be emphasized at all.

But people always did not want her "brilliance" to overshadow the king's brilliance. She seems to be "beautiful" only.

And then his pets.

The beautiful bluebird always flew by his side and rested on his shoulder. It has never been docile, it is lively and active by nature, yearning for the freedom of the sky, and there is no cage, no unseen living person can get its "docile" Qingming.

"I don't know...... My King ......"

She looked at the former spirited king looking at the sculpture in the distance in a daze, thinking that the king also had something on her mind, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It was a question that really stumped her.

How should she answer?

"Probably because of ...... The prestige of the king? ”

"No, that's not what I mean ......"

"What's that?"

She didn't quite understand.

The long feather maple lay on the grass, and the starry sky suddenly spread out in the ocean, sliding down by the meteors, moving forward with time little by little.

"I don't quite understand it either...... So I'm asking...... Isn't it? ”

Chang Yufeng glanced sideways at her, his gaze returning to the starry sky.

His princess was a little puzzled, but he laughed.

"You see, even I don't know much about it...... Compared to these worldly things...... I'm more concerned about what my people are eating every day......"

He watched his princess lie down slowly, lying quietly on the grass, stretched out her arms, posed in a big word, snorted lazily, twisted her body, and put her bright arms on his chest in the moonlight, like a child, laughing proudly.

Although they weren't laughing at the same thing, Chang Yu Feng and his princess were very happy.

It's a rare day.

They had free time to come here and watch their sculptures as kings and princesses step into a new round of [Time Wheel] in the starry sky and lights.

In the age of legends before the year, the wheel of time meant the end of the past and the arrival of a new life.

What a beautiful day when they downloaded singing and dancing in his idol.

Laughter and bright lights.

Wait for the start of the new life.

"Only by knowing what they're eating can I really know if they're doing well...... The joy of life is not ......"

His starry eyes, like the starry sky falling into his eyes, melted in an instant, condensed and embellished, suddenly like mountains and seas.

"If a person is worried about food, clothing, shelter and transportation every day, he must be unhappy...... And most importantly...... If you don't eat well, you'll feel bad all day......"

He spoke so seriously.

"I've heard a traveler complain that there are so many royal delicacies that they don't know what to bring back with them, so much so that in many cases they have to lighten their bags to refrigerate cartloads of delicacies."

He smiled happily when he said this.

His princess chimed in.

"Really? Then I guess this traveler must be from the elves......" The princess pulled her hand away from her chest, and like a mischievous cat, she put her thighs on his thighs again.

Let the wind flutter with her dress.

As if she didn't feel comfortable, the corners of her mouth involuntarily rose, and her body became bigger again, this time her hand was under his neck, as if she was the gentle villager who gave him a pillow.

The red dress is like a star, and the colorful sea of stars reflects the curtain of the blue sky.

"It's from the dragon clan~ The traveler of the dragon clan may never have dreamed that the delicacies he mentioned were almost all ordinary things in the territory of the royal family...... Haha......"

He closes his eyes comfortably, he is a real cat, he likes to curl up and enjoy the warmth of others.

He lay on his side, resting on the princess's white arms.

happily looked at her side face.

"Perhaps this is why your people look up to you, my king......"

She also went to meet him and accept his curling.

He closed his eyes, as if he were tired.

"Even if they've never seen you...... I'm still thinking about you......"

"What you really did for them, they will never forget......"

She caressed his face and held him in her arms.

What kind of doubts did he ask such an obvious question?

He knew that he was "merciful," but he was too afraid that his kindness would not end in the first place......

What if one day he "changes"...... No longer so kind...... Will this erected [idol] collapse with a bang......

He didn't know, so he was afraid.

She stroked his cheek and lulled him to sleep.

She also felt a little sad, the heavenly palace above the sky had gods who were no longer sorrowful.

They do not care about their own people, they no longer persuade good, they no longer maintain order, they no longer do justice.

Let their spokesmen speak their words.

Perhaps, she could also ask such questions:

The spokespeople have never seen the real gods, so why do they know that the gods are this, that, true and false?

She looked at his handsome face, kissed closer, face to face, and kissed it deeply.

Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, her kiss marks are intertwined like a dream, bringing her the tenderness of life to come.

"You've done a great job...... My King...... We have come and gone those long and distant years......"

"No matter how difficult and dangerous the future is, I will accompany you ......"

After the kiss, she also lay down on her side again.

The quiet wind blew through the field, and without the slightest hesitation, suddenly it was gone, leaving the grass still trembling slightly.

Cheers, cheers, covered the sky.

The wheel of time really clangs and enters a new life.