Remarried Empress – Chapter 265. How long will love be alive?. (1)

I was going to give you a short kiss. He took the initiative roughly in the blink of an eye.

When I came to my senses, I sat on his thighs, and when I came to my senses, I lay on the table, and this time, Heinrich was under me.

I was out of breath. When I saw the necks stained with red marks here and there, I thought I was crazy.

Heinley laughed and teased me when he noticed where my eyes were touching.

"Don't leave a mark where you can see it."

My disciple, who says that emptying one will awaken a hundred, seems to be sober now while giving a deep kiss.

The hand that held his ear was full of mischief.

When I got up with him on his chest, Heinrich wrapped around my wingbone and pulled me towards him.

"I'm sorry. You can leave it, so go on. What?"

He covered his cheek, thumbed his lips, philtrum, and nose tips, shook his head and stood up.

"You haven't had dinner yet."

"You're having dinner in the middle of this?"

"Get up."

When he grabbed his hand and got up, he scrambled up and went out to wash his face.

As I sat at the table and waited, a moment later, Heinrich appeared with a broken face.

The look was funny, but I didn't make fun of it. I can see a little bit of how Heinrich feels right now.

"Queen. Sometimes, you look like a playful god who watches me react with me on his palm. Do you know?"

"It sounds like you're going to come running and tear up the vows when you hear it."

It's not even a joke, but Heinri burst into laughter. Let's wipe our mouths with a napkin and look at them, even though it was embarrassing.

But I liked how he laughed at my joke. Very few people understand and respond to my jokes.

As I felt better, a smile naturally flowed out.

"Queen. Earlier… Can you repeat what you said?"

"It sounds like you're going to come running and tear up the vows when you hear it."

"No, that's not it."

I wasn't joking this time. Henry burst into laughter again. He shook his shoulders, pressing his fist against the tip of his lips, and his eyes bent like a crescent moon.

"What I said before I kissed you."

I guess he's talking about me mumbling, "It's mine." I picked up a fork and stirred the peas. That was a remark of great emotion. It was embarrassing to do it in a sober manner.

"Queen?"

"I don't remember."

"I told her it was Queen."

Thank you very much. Heinley, who personally recalled my memory, nagged me once again.

"Now that I remember, tell me."

Why is it so hard to say a word? But looking at it with sparkling eyes like that, it was hard for nothing.

When the peas were stirred again in an awkward mood, Heinrich changed the direction of the question.

"Are you ready to accept my heart now?"

"I don't know."

"…."

"But it's not so much for you to be associated with someone you don't want…."

I was going to say that I didn't feel good.

My eyes met before that. Heinley seemed to be in a good mood even at this remark. He put up his lips and laughed to see if I had interpreted my words as a positive sign.

The lovely expression made me wonder. I didn't even live a very nice life. How did he get this man to be his husband?

But….

I smiled lightly at him and concentrated on the peas again.

I believe that Henry loves me. There's no way you can't tell by his expression and behavior.

But I still can't think that Heinrich will be sincere forever. I'm sorry for him, but I can't believe love that lasts, let alone eternal love.

It would be easy to accept Heinrich's mind. Because I was already soaked in his affection. The bouquet he gave me grew bigger and bigger, and I couldn't see the cliff ahead.

Take one step. If you take only one step, I'll fall for him completely.

But after that? The higher you fall, the more distinctly your body is crushed. Henry's love was so sweet that the end would be more cold. It's as painful as the Soviet Union.

All his life it was inefficient to be anxious about the possibility that he would love only me. It's better to be prepared before the incident goes off.

So let's stick to the current line. If he falls in love with someone else, let's keep this position where he won't be too hurt.

Look at Krista. You were wise enough to get the support of a lot of aristocrats, but at the end of the day, love ruined you.

If I hadn't loved him, Cristina wouldn't have shown up even if she didn't like me. Instead of making her an enemy, she would have kept her poor former queen's position and used the will of the king as a shield.

I didn't want to be.

"What the hell are you thinking about with this fine hair?"

Heinley gazed sideways at the sleeping butterfly.

At dinner, he picked up peas with a fork and looked so cute that he wanted to keep them in his paintings right away.

But the expression was really dark and serious. It would never have been a good idea.

Heinley wondered every time Navier made that look. What the hell is he thinking? Why do you look so dark in front of me?

He kissed Navier's cheeks, ears, and temples lightly, and rubbed his forehead against his round shoulders.

"I love you."

I whispered in my ear in a small voice, but I couldn't hear the answer.

"I love you."

Nevertheless, Heinrich constantly whispered in his ear.

He's awake, but he's asleep, but he doesn't answer. It wasn't awkward at all.

"I wish I could change my heart for just one day."

Heinrich was burying his nose in Navier's shoulder, and he put his ear to his back. The sound of the heart being heard was so comfortable.

This time, he raised his left hand and pressed his heart. My heart was beating anxiously fast.

Heinley laughed silently.

"Then can Queen believe me, too?"

Gasping lightly on Navier's shoulder, he got out of bed, unfortunately.

I really wanted to sleep next to him, but I had something to do.

He covered his chest with a half-flowing blanket, kissed Navier's cheek, and left the couple's bedroom without a sound.

Mastas, who was yawning against the wall, straightened his posture with sleepy eyes.

"Your Majesty, did you call me?"

"Have you been resting well lately?"

When asked with a smile, Heinri walked down the stairs without hearing an answer.

After a while, the two arrived in front of the office where the lights were off. Guarding in front of the office, a near-crisis quickly turned on the lights and opened the door.

Until then, Mastas still behaved like a bad aristocrat, yawning or moving his neck. But as soon as the door closed, he straightened up and stared at Heinrich.

While the loyal guards would do the same, the relationship between the underground knights and Heinrich was even more special.

Heinrich believed more in the underground knights he had raised since he was a prince than in the Guard. This belief has often emerged as a secret order.

That's exactly what happened now.

Heinley asked, sitting in front of the desk.

"Mastas. You know about your sister-in-law, right?"

"There's no way you don't know. I don't know how upset the Empress was about it."

Mastas answered with a gallant voice.

Henry raised his eyebrows in a triangle.

Since then, Mastas has talked about how much it has shocked Navier. He also talked hard about how brave Navi was to deal with it.

Heinley listened steadily to the story, then sighed and murmured as Mastas finished speaking.

"Yeah, I'm still nervous if you go to Compshire. Just because you're leaving, you don't know how it'll turn out. There are still a lot of people left for you."

Although he tied the immediate action by threatening the Duke of Zemenxia, he cannot guarantee that he has turned this way. Heinley was referring to this point.

"If I get rid of them all at once, the rumor that I poisoned my brother will grow bigger."

"I don't know who's making such a rumor."

You have to be careful. Rumors are covered with gossip. I'm lowering my head now, but I don't know how my brother's aides will cover up the rumors."

"Yes."

Mastas slowly began to think, 'But why did your Majesty call me?'

I was nervous because you called me separately late at night saying you had something to tell me. They are just complaining.

However, Heinrich's main point was just the beginning.

"Mastas. You don't have to leave the anxiety factor behind, do you?"

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Then what should we do? What can I do to make her suffer with weird words?"

"Shall we go after him and kill him? You can disguise yourself as a bandit."

Mastas' answer was very harsh, and there was no respect for the late Queen.

This was the difference between the Guards and the henchmen.

Unlike the royal guard, Heinrich's private knights treated him without hesitation, whether it was a king or a former queen.

Heinrich smiled softly and replied, "No."

"My brother even made a will, and I can't kill him."

"Then should I make a threat? You don't know what's going to happen if you start making false rumors again?"

Heinley shook his head.

"I don't believe that."

Heinley thought that Christa was a proud nobleman, so he would leave for Compshire as if he were running away if the scandal spread. Even if I try to work there, I'll stay away for now.

However, Krista made an unexpected move, reversing everyone's predictions. Heinrich did not want to be hit in the back of the head again, leaning on vague speculation.

"If…."

Mastas blurted the end of his words carefully.

He told me not to kill him. Don't make threats. But he doesn't want to let it go. Then I couldn't guess what to do.

"You've been with your brother when he lied to you, haven't you? The people who followed me to Compshire."

"Yes."

"When your brother-in-law takes them into the mansion, close all doors and windows to keep them from coming out."

"!"

Mastas looked at Heinrich in surprise. You're going to lock him up?

Heinley added that with one hand, his chin was held together.

"Block the doors and windows, but don't let it show outside. I didn't lock him up, I just made him look like he wasn't coming out."

"Yes…."

"Clean water, delicious drinks, various drinks, favorite foods. We fill it up every day so that we don't need it."

Heinley smiled and muttered.

"I will keep my will to take good care of you."