"Speaking of which, if you use the 'Er in the Cup' ritual but don't add your own genetic material to it..."
Annan suddenly thought of something and asked: "In that case, the child should be exactly the same as me. After all, in the ceremony, this is the child of the cup-holder girl and me."
"No problem, Annan. I have optimized this ritual."
Kafni replied softly: "It's not like I didn't do anything. The child in the cup is indeed your and my child."
"That's it...that's good."
Annan said softly.
He didn't need sleep, but now he felt a little sleepy.
Both of them were wearing pajamas - Kaifuni's bright yellow plush pajamas with a dark brown color, while Annan's light blue silk pajamas as monotonous as a shirt.
The two people seemed to be in different seasons and different latitudes.
Annan was holding Kaifni behind her, like a warm stuffed bear or a very big dog.
The temperature brought by the devil's blood makes Kafni extremely warm... which just neutralizes the coldness on Annan's body. If Annan were an ordinary person, even if Kafni tried her best to restrain herself, Annan would probably be roasted until her mouth was dry.
Dry tongue.
But now, Annan has lost the heart of winter.
His blood is no longer so cold.
Not long ago, Annan's blood was like a real frost-scale dragon. When it dripped on the ground, it would splash cold air and make the windows in the room instantly frost. As a gold-level "sub-god", he was racially disadvantaged.
He is no longer an ordinary human being.
Just touching Annan's exposed skin without preparation could result in instant frostbite.
But now...
Having replaced his heart, Annan is now in the position of his "heart". What flows out and is pumped throughout his body is infinite light.
Although the skin is still a little cold, it is already at the level of an ordinary person with a cold body.
Anna's hands were held by Kafni and hidden under her clothes. The hands before Kafni pressed her lower abdomen were already warmed by the temperature of Kafni's body.
But now Annan maintains this posture and holds Kaifni from behind.
He breathed quietly and steadily the fragrance of Kaifuni's smooth black hair, felt the rhythmic rise and fall of Kaifuni's chest, and felt a kind of tranquility and peace of mind as if he didn't need to think about anything.
This allowed Annan, who had been thinking and working hard since he came to this world, to finally stop and enjoy a moment of tranquility.
Just like Kafeni's past wish.
She knew that she could not help Annan in the areas that Annan was good at...but at least she could reduce Annan's troubles in other directions and share some unnecessary pressure for Annan.
For example, the handling of government affairs, the maintenance of interpersonal relationships, and before Annan realizes that he is tired, let him think about nothing and hold himself to feel calm.
——When the one you love is a brave man who can save the world.
Even if she can't fight side by side with him, at least she can't let him be distracted by her and unable to exert his due strength. On this basis, she also wants to make herself strong enough to allow Annan to fight with peace of mind without worrying about what's going on behind the scenes.
He was kidnapped, taken away, and assassinated.
After Kafni did these things, she realized that she still had some strength left.
She began to try to share Annan's other pressures.
For Annan, the identity of the Duke of Winter is actually a kind of pressure - unless one is incompetent and irresponsible, the higher the position, the greater the pressure and work intensity will be. And in the end
People at the top are also under the greatest pressure...because they no longer have anyone they can rely on.
Not only do you have to solve all the problems yourself, but you also need to help the people below deal with various problems that cannot be completed and are sent here.
For mortal rulers, this is a "career" that is enough to consume their entire life. Apart from this, it is difficult to care about other things and achieve success.
But those rulers just like painting, writing poetry, and doing handicrafts.
Annan's "side job" is actually a "save the world" that is more important than the Grand Duke's responsibilities!
——However, if the identity of the Grand Duke is thrown into Demetrius, new problems will arise.
Because the eldest brother of Annan is simply not that capable of ruling a principality.
"——He is an excellent general, minister, and advisor, but he is not a commander-in-chief or a monarch. This is why Ivan did not intend for him to inherit the position of Grand Duke from the beginning. It is because he thinks too much and is afraid
There are too many things that I want to protect, and there are too many things that I want to protect.”
This is a topic Annan had discussed with Kaifni before:
"Dmitry lacks enough courage and has an overly strong sense of responsibility... This makes it difficult for him to launch a tentative charge before he has a good chance of winning, and also makes him unwilling to give up anything he feels is important.
"This kind of persistence can't be considered a bad thing. But the problem is that while he doesn't want to give up, he can't give a plan that everyone can be happy with. He just stubbornly holds on, doing his best to achieve the limit of what he can do, and working hard to cultivate.
Tinkering holds everything together.”
Like someone cursed by talent.
Demetri's problem was precisely because of "lack of talent."
If there had never been Ivan, there had been no Maria, there had been no Annan.
Then he wouldn't be so entangled, because he could be sure that there was no correct answer to the problem he was facing.
However, there were too many people with outstanding talents around him. As the eldest brother, being born into a family where everyone except himself was a genius gave him too much pressure.
This made Dmitri frown every day and often drank to relieve stress.
If it weren't for the ten fingers using rituals to maintain Demetri's body, he would have evolved to the point of having stomachache every day.
In order to reassure Annan, Kafni began to contact all aspects of winter's intelligence two months ago.
——The specific information source was given by Maria.
She originally just wanted to make things difficult for Kaifuni and give this young queen in a foreign country a show of strength... It made Kaifuni realize that in the face of different groups of people and different environments, different measures must be taken. Let her "free Annan"
"The plan is not to be taken for granted.
But she didn't expect that Kafni was really studying it seriously.
She read through a large number of books to study, constantly sent letters to Maria asking for advice, and wrote more than eight pages of reports every day to try to explain and solve some of the problems faced by the Principality of Winter, and sent them all in time to
Maria—and this was based on her handling of Noah's problems.
Although she is not as talented as Annan, but while she has talent, she is willing to use the most cruel means to temper herself to squeeze out the last bit of the essence of her "talent".
This is also the reason why Maria suddenly recognized Kaifuni.
She recognized the girl's hard work and seriousness.
Maria knew that that persistence came from "love".
"You know, Annan..."
Kafni turned around lightly, her light body made her slip like a fish, and the open pajamas on her chest allowed her to turn over without catching Annan's hand.
She hugged Annan with her backhand and buried her face in Annan's chest.
He put his face against Annan's chest, which was no longer breathing or rising and falling, but was just flickering brightly and darkly.
"you know……"
She said softly: "What does the name Kaifni mean?"
"In giant language, it's the feeling of 'fingers running through a lover's hair'. They describe that feeling as..."
Annan's "wisdom" element gave him the answer.
As he spoke, the hands that were still hanging in Kaifuni's clothes moved upwards. Finally, they poked out from Kaifuni's collar and brushed her white back neck, and all the ten fingers as white as jade were submerged into the darkness.
Among the inky hair.
Annan's thumb pinched Kaifuni's earlobe and held Kaifuni's head in this way.
"——Kafni."
Annan replied.
The corners of Kafni's mouth raised slightly.
Her bright red eyes are as bright as stars.
In other words, it reflects the stars in front of you. The stars outside the window.