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1, red ginger flower

From that universe that gathers wealth and power, it is the imperial capital.

The federal star in July is filled with the fragrance of berries. A silky wind blows outside the wooden floor-to-ceiling window that is blooming on a midsummer night. The white-skinned and black-haired young man casually pulls the thin silk covering his body. It is said that this dreamlike fabric comes from the ancient blue star, which has long been reduced to history. It is a luxury that a thousand golds can only ask for. He heard the movement from the door. In the next second, someone gently touches his side face with the back of his hand.

There was only a small lamp on the bedroom, and the King of the Federation half-squatted down beside the bed, lowered his head and looked at his lover warmly.

“Are you very busy today?”

"One thing," Wang was a tall young man. His deep green eyes stared at the young man's face: "As long as you can accompany me, no matter how busy you are, it will have no effect on me."

"Accompany you..." Qing Changye curled his lips, and he raised his hand, his five fingers that were getting thinner were thin and pale: "Although I really want to, I may not see the snow in the imperial capital."

Who silently pressed his five fingers against him, and the endless vitality flowed from the place where their palms were holding each other. Qing Changye felt the warmth. He could see the string of transparent numbers floating beside the king was rapidly decreasing. The other party's time flowed to him through contact, and the king gave him at least 1,000 years of life.

"It's useless, Edwin," Qing Changye shook his head: "Stop wasting time, my illness cannot be cured."

"Since entering the age of the universe, time has replaced circulating currency. It can buy food and army, and it can also bring back a dying person to life," Edwin's five fingers intertwined with him, and the man's fingers were warm and dry, forming a sharp contrast with the coldness of the long night: "In theory, as long as you deliver enough time, there will be no incurable diseases. Time is life."

Wang's green eyes were in a state of uncertainty. Seeing Qing Changye silent, the young Wang smiled slightly: "Xiaoye's illness is very rare."

"yes."

Qing Changye lowered his eyes. From Edwin's perspective, he could only see the faint loneliness between his eyebrows and eyes. Wang sighed in his heart. He went to bed and hugged his lover in his arms from behind. He kissed Qing Changye's back with a warm and invasive kiss. He cooperated with Wang's movements, but his eyes glanced at the numbers floating beside him from time to time.

11,000 years.

Before coming to the imperial capital, he had only 680 years of time. Now, the amazing numbers beside him reminded him how much time he had been cheated from the man behind him these days. Not long ago, he was an ordinary person living on the earth. When he woke up, he found that after a thousand years, the universe had been unified at this time. People regarded time as currency and life. If a person lost all his time, he would face death. In order to survive, he had to start seducing time from his suitable prey, no matter what method he did.

Fortunately, he is born with the ability to see time and steal time. Usually time is stored deep in his brain by people using superpowers. People cannot see each other's time, nor can they take away time without their owner's permission. He can easily do these two things. Edwin is not his first prey, but it is the most dangerous and risky one. The time he earns from the other party is unimaginable to ordinary people in their lives, but deceiving the king of the Federation also means countless troubles in the future. This man is violent and domineering in his bones. Edwin's previous reaction is undoubtedly aroused doubts. The perverted desire to control the other party is gradually showing also begins to alert Qing Changye.

It's still a little short, and you'll leave after making another thousand years.

"Beautiful baby, you're not focused," the man murmured in his ear: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," he raised his eyes, his deliberate disguise of weakness made him have a strange and pathological beauty in every move: "I wish I could be with you forever."

The green-eyed man was silent for a moment, and suddenly hugged Qingchangye's waist tightly. The moonlight that fell into the room was as cool as water, and the window screen gently waving in the wind.

The emperors of the Federation Star are all symbols of eternal power. In mid-July, heavy rain spread in the streets and alleys. The young man holding a black umbrella had a communicator hanging in his ears. He was listening quietly to the people on the other end of the headphones. He stood in the small window of the coffee shop waiting. Just looking at the young man’s appearance at this moment, no one would believe that he was running away.

A few hours ago, Qing Changye left a corpse that was highly similar to himself in the palace. He took advantage of the chaos caused by the maid's discovery of the fake corpse and slipped out of the palace. Things went as smoothly as planned. In order to escape in the future, he began to pretend to be sick from the day he met Edwin. Although he didn't know whether the other party had discovered the truth now, at least at the moment he sneaked out of the palace, no one stopped him.

“Your coffee.”

"Thanks."

Qing Changye took the packed bag from the girl in the coffee shop. He was about to leave when the young girl coming towards him accidentally tilted her high heels and hit him, and the shopping bags were scattered all over the floor.

His eyes became darker.

She was able to appear on the street at this time and was carrying so many things. The most important thing was that there were not many mud spots or water marks on her shoes.

"Are you okay? Miss."

He held the other person's shoulder.

"Hug, sorry!"

Seeing his appearance clearly, the girl couldn't help but blush.

"Here," Qing Changye picked up her golden leaf bag from the ground. Their fingers had a brief contact, but it was enough for the former to steal time from the girl's brain: "The thing fell."

"Thank you, that..."

"Your eyes seem to be stars," he said suddenly, "A girl like you, someone should hold an umbrella for you on rainy days."

If you guessed correctly, the girl in front of you was probably one of the search officers sent by Edwin to all directions. Fortunately, she did not know his specific appearance, because black-haired and black-eyed people were very rare, and Edwin's order was probably "looking for black-haired and black-eyed orientals."

Before she could speak, Qing Changye smiled and said, "Sorry, I can't do this because of time, but if you don't dislike it..." He gently put the umbrella handle into the girl's hand, just as elegant: "I hope it can shelter you from the wind and rain."

The girl opened her mouth, and the oriental young man in front of her smiled at her again. Her ebony-like eyes and hair were set against her slightly pale skin. She looked a little stunned. Her previous suspicion turned into goodwill without realizing it. She wanted to condemn why she regarded the young man as a fugitive. The words she wanted to ask the other person's name were stuck in her throat. When she came to her senses, the other person's tall figure had disappeared into the rainstorm.

"Hey! How long did you take from the beautiful sister just now?"

"600 years," the enthusiastic voice of his companions in the headphones continued to come. Although he stole time, he did not act alone. He formed a small gang with two trustworthy guys. Qing Changye lazily drank a sip of coffee and gave the girl the umbrella, and he temporarily found a place to shelter from the rain: "The people in the imperial capital are so rich."

"For example, the great King Edwin, who was lost in the lamb. But he was not very wrong and did not mourn your fake death. Are you sure he did not find your body fake?"

"uncertain."

"...I'm not sure you're still so leisurely?" The other paused for a moment and said gloatingly: "I suggest you run away quickly~ According to our understanding, Wang Youjia is completely opposite to his handsome appearance and cruel heart. Being caught back will at least break your legs. Fighting on the bed for three days and three nights is not a dream."

"Um."

Three days and three nights are too few, so I underestimated Edwin.

"Long Ye," saw that he had been absent-minded, the other end suddenly became serious: "Even if you don't want to hide from Edwin, that kind of charming physique will bring you disaster. I don't know if your secret has been discovered by the king. In short, the imperial capital is very, very unsafe to you."

"I understand, mom," Qing Changye responded: "I will come back to see you and dad in a few days."

"Who is your mother? I think I'm killing the ellipse, Zhai Yanwu, a badger, took a seal.

He pressed to hang up.

Qing Changye turned his head, and the majestic palaces outside the window of the imperial capital were like the residence of gods in mythology. In a sense, the young and handsome king was indeed the god of the Federation. Edwin's biological mother was a beautiful crazy woman. The last Federal King was shameless mistress. When Edwin was eleven years old, his mother strangled the previous ruler of the Federation. He was exiled with his mother for this reason, but at the age of fifteen, he became the only survivor in the Battle of Destruction until he was in his position today.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Wang might notice something strange at any time. The imperial capital was indeed not a safe place to hide. He threw away the coffee and stepped back into the rain.

"Your Majesty," deep in the Federal Palace, the Guardian stood behind the king. His eyes pointed past the wooden coffin beside the king. Inside was a snow-white skeleton surrounded by gems and red flowers. After discovering Qing Changye's body, the king calmly ordered them to burn flesh and blood, leaving only the exquisite and slender skeleton: "Do you want to ring the death knell for the death of the Lord?"

“No need.”

Edwin withdrew his gaze, his tone was calm, just as he had lost his lover. Since the maid discovered Qing Changye who died of illness in the palace of the king three hours ago, the atmosphere had been in panic for a while, which was beyond the expectations of all insiders. Before this, everyone regarded the young man with black hair and black eyes as the future princess, but their king did not make extreme actions and did not blame anyone for it. The guard's gaze was uncontrollably glanced at the strange and unreasonable skeleton until he heard Edwin's voice.

"The federal tradition, after the nobles die, they cover the corpses with gems and dried flowers, which means that they will still enjoy wealth and honor in the future... Do you also want your corpses to be covered by them?" Before the Chief of Guards answered, Edwin said lightly: "Calling the chance, those ministers who bribed you to take my life?"

"Varied--"

The face of the Guard suddenly became painful, his face began to twist, and the cells that decomposed the skin and muscles floated around like loose sand, without blood, but he was constantly analyzing and disintegrating.

Decomposition and reorganization are Edwin's extraordinary abilities.

"You are not short of money, no quirks, the old man with the chance wants to drive you to act, and it is a good idea to give you the title of nobles after the promise is completed. They don't recognize me and want to kill me, so why don't I?"

The guard's figure gradually blurred into a ball of sand. The king used his superpower to freeze the opponent's brain tissue and extracted all the time from it.

"It's a little trouble to find something he cheated from me," Edwin lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his bright green eyes: "Aren't you wondering why I didn't ring the bell?"

He watched the guards turn into smaller dots little by little.
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