Chapter 74

Chapter 74

During the three days Mu Fenggui was away, Lu Wei ate quite a bit of "junk food" and meals from the cooking machine.

Well, "junk food" is popular for a reason, and the machine-cooked meals strictly followed ingredient and seasoning ratios, with precise, consistent cuts and a wide variety of dishes. The taste never really went wrong.

However, they lacked a certain warm "human touch."

Perhaps it was the tableware pairing, the little thoughtful variations in the food, or maybe just the fact that a familiar person hand-plated and served it with a smile—the flavor of the food became different.

Lu Wei walked to the dining table and sat down, cutting open the omurice Mu Fenggui had brought out. Inside, the rice grains were soaked in Mu Fenggui's secret sauce, each one golden and glistening, mixed with dried scallops, diced fresh bamboo shoots, minced meat, and green peas.

Scooping a spoonful into his mouth, the omelette was perfectly fried, the rice fragrant and the sauce rich, carrying the chewiness of the meat, the savory flavor of the scallops, the crispness of the bamboo shoots... it was deeply satisfying.

Paired with the large glass of freshly squeezed juice by his side, it made for an extremely delicious breakfast.

Lu Wei picked up the glass, took a sip of juice, and glanced at Mu Fenggui standing beside him. Having taken off the apron and now wearing casual home clothes, Mu Fenggui still appeared tall and straight. Lu Wei's heart wavered.

Setting aside Mu Fenggui's outstanding looks and physique, his passion in bed, and his utter devotion, just based on his cooking skills alone, it was better not to break up if possible. Otherwise, he might never get to eat Mu Fenggui's cooking again.

Noticing Lu Wei's gaze, Mu Fenggui's blue eyes involuntarily lit up with amusement. He leaned down, using his slender fingers to gently lift Lu Wei's delicately curved chin. "I find you look quite ugly today."

After licking the sauce from the corner of Lu Wei's lips, Mu Fenggui continued in his deep, magnetic voice, "So ugly it's utterly captivating—I'm mesmerized."

Lu Wei slumped over the table, burying his face in his arms as he laughed heartily.

Such shamelessly cheesy sweet talk... was Mu Fenggui trying to flirt with him?

In his previous life, he had lived for centuries, and countless people had admired him. But as the supreme ruler in control of everything, no one had ever dared to flirt with him using such childish and clumsy sweet talk.

"Oh? You don't like it?" Mu Fenggui stood there awkwardly. "The forums clearly said that male Zerg all love hearing this kind of thing... I thought about it for a long time before coming up with that line."

"No, haha... I love it." Lu Wei lifted his face, laughing until he was breathless, a faint blush spreading across his stunningly beautiful features. "Do you know what a drink with a pH of 6.6 to 7.1, containing amylase and a small amount of inorganic matter, tastes like?"

Mu Fenggui shook his head in confusion.

Lu Wei wrapped his arms around Mu Fenggui's neck, pulling him down to bend over, and gave him a deep, tongue-entwining kiss. Then he released him, smiling, "Now you know."

After their shameless mutual flirting, Mu Fenggui, his ear tips flushed red, sat down beside Lu Wei, and they began their meal together.

The omurice Mu Fenggui made was delicious and a large portion. As a slender and physically weaker male Zerg, Lu Wei was full after eating only a small portion.

So, while sipping his juice, Lu Wei would occasionally scoop a spoonful of rice from his own plate and feed it into the mouth of Mu Fenggui beside him.

Mu Fenggui accepted every offering without refusal, chewing and swallowing Lu Wei's offerings, his ice-blue eyes gazing at Lu Wei with nothing but tender affection.

The air was thick with the cloyingly sweet, lovey-dovey atmosphere of romance.

The breakfast finally concluded with Mu Fenggui finishing one and a half servings of omurice and one and a half glasses of freshly squeezed juice.

Lu Wei lay sprawled on the table, listening to Mu Fenggui washing the dishes at the kitchen sink. Lazily, he called out across the room, "Fenggui, I heard you're going to have a Prince Consort?"

A *crash*! The sound of a porcelain plate hitting the floor and shattering.

Mu Fenggui, wearing a dark blue apron, appeared at the kitchen entrance, his handsome face pale, his large hands still smeared with water and grease. He looked at Lu Wei, who was still slumped on the table. "Lu Wei, who told you that?"

"It was your brother-in-law, Xinglin. He knows I'm the one logging into your account." Lu Wei sat up, looking at Mu Fenggui, betraying Mu Xinglin without a shred of guilt. "Besides, this kind of thing can't be hidden... once you have the royal wedding, the entire star system will know."

"So, the whole 'I'm your fiancé' thing was just a lie, wasn't it?"

Mu Fenggui took a deep breath, wiped his hands on his apron, pulled out a chair, and sat down opposite Lu Wei. "It's my fault... I did lie about this matter."

"But I was afraid you had just woken up and couldn't take too much shock, so I kept it from you."

Mu Fenggui grasped Lu Wei's hands, his expression serious. "We are deeply in love with each other, that is beyond doubt. But because you are an orphan and our genes aren't a match, it's unacceptable both to the citizens and the royal family."

"We've always lived together like this before... until half a year ago, when we were both in that high-altitude pile-up. You were severely injured and lost your memory."

Lu Wei looked at Mu Fenggui and blinked.

Mu Fenggui, are you really okay spouting such serious nonsense with a straight face?

Forcing himself to show an expression of disbelief, Lu Wei stammered, "Then... then in the end... are you still going to marry someone else?"

"When that time comes... will we have to break up?" His words ended with a hint of a helpless, tearful sound.

"No! I will never break up with you!" Mu Fenggui held Lu Wei's slender, long-fingered hands even tighter in his own broad palms, his reply resolute. "You are the only one in my heart and eyes. If I really get married, it will only be an exchange of interests, a marriage in form only, to give the public and the royal family an explanation!"

Lu Wei leaned over, burying his head in the crook of Mu Fenggui's neck, inhaling the faint scent of fried eggs on him, and said in a muffled voice, "Really just a marriage in form? Am I really the only one in your heart?"

Mu Fenggui quickly said, "I swear!"

"Then, you are not allowed to sleep with him, nor are you allowed to have any intimate contact with him that goes beyond ordinary friends." Lu Wei grabbed the collar of Mu Fenggui's clothes, looking up into those ice-blue eyes, his expression suddenly turning solemn. "Otherwise, I will break up with you, and we'll part ways amicably."

Seeing that Lu Wei was calmed and reassured, Mu Fenggui visibly relaxed. He lowered his head to kiss Lu Wei's lips, his tone gentle. "Don't worry, I've already discussed it with him. It's just an exchange of interests, a mutual convenience, nothing more."

"I can even introduce you to each other. An Xin is a very understanding and tactful male Zerg."

"Mmm, I believe you, Fenggui." Satisfied with Mu Fenggui's assurance, Lu Wei curved his dark eyes into a smile.

Excellent. It seemed his status as the unofficial partner was secure, and the vacation world could continue.

As long as Mu Fenggui could maintain this kind of relationship and guarantee his physical and emotional fidelity, Lu Wei didn't mind spending a lifetime with him.

...

Three days later, Mu Xinglin had all his bank accounts frozen and his electronic devices confiscated. Not only did he lead a miserable life of poverty, but he was also forced to swallow a transformation agent to change his appearance and figure. He was then stuffed into a closed, notoriously strict male Zerg boarding school, under the pretext that the eighteenth prince was nearing adulthood and should learn more about the hardships of common folk and acquire more discipline.

Wah wah wah, his etiquette had always been the best, praised by everyone as elegant, dignified, and graceful! As for the hardships of common folk, with information networks so developed nowadays, understanding them was a matter of minutes; there was no need to experience them personally!

How hateful. This was clearly retaliation from his Seventh Imperial Brother, yet he could only swallow this bitter pill.

Meanwhile, Lu Wei also had his first meeting with An Xin.

Well, being lovey-dovey with Mu Fenggui every day could get a bit boring sometimes. Hearing that An Xin wanted to meet him, Lu Wei agreed without much thought either way.

The meeting place was Lu Wei's current residence.

To be honest, the place Lu Wei lived now had strong privacy. Although the interior was just ordinary home furnishings, the outside had layers of security, making it extremely difficult for anyone to spy.

An Xin walked in from the entrance hall carrying a gift, a shy smile on his face.

He was a slender, delicate person, of average height among male Zerg. Lu Wei, however, was considered tall and sturdy among male Zerg, so he was about a hand's width taller than An Xin, which made Lu Wei feel quite pleased.

Although he had gotten used to and accepted it, Lu Wei really didn't like being too short. Seeing An Xin immediately made him feel much more psychologically balanced.

An Xin wore a set of light blue casual clothes, no makeup on his face, his long hair tied into a ponytail at the back, revealing a pretty and pleasant face.

"I heard you don't have the habit of wearing makeup, so I followed local customs." An Xin placed the gift on the coffee table in the living room, smiling at Lu Wei.

"Here, take a seat." Lu Wei shook hands with An Xin and ushered him to the sofa, sitting knee-to-knee with him.

Just then, Mu Fenggui, wearing an apron and heat-resistant gloves, came out of the kitchen carrying a small pot of soup. He placed it on a trivet on the dining table before heading back to the kitchen to continue preparing the next dish.

"I'm afraid there's nothing special to entertain you with, just some home-cooked meals." Lu Wei glanced at Mu Fenggui before turning back to An Xin with a smile.

"Not at all..." This domestic side of Mu Fenggui left An Xin dumbstruck for a moment before he looked at Lu Wei. "It seems your relationship with the Seventh Prince is truly exceptional."

For someone of Mu Fenggui's status to wash his hands and make soup for a lowly male was almost unimaginable unless it was true love.

"It's quite good indeed." Lu Wei took the chance to stake his claim. "In this world, finding someone you truly love and who loves you back is no easy feat."

An Xin lowered his gaze, his voice low, speaking in a volume only Lu Wei could hear. "You... lost your memory once, didn't you?"

"What if the person you're truly in love with is someone else?"

Lu Wei's head snapped toward An Xin.

An Xin met Lu Wei's deep black eyes with his own beautiful brown ones, showing no sign of backing down.

At this moment, Lu Wei understood clearly that An Xin knew about his past.

And intended to reveal that past before him.

Lu Wei pressed one hand against the soft back of the sofa, leaning close to An Xin's ear, speaking in a volume only An Xin could hear. "What happened before is not important."

"What matters is who I love now."

A flicker of disappointment showed in An Xin's brown eyes, but he did not pursue the topic further.

An Xin had always been a clever male.