46: Chapter 46 The Tragic Female Insect's Nobleman 8
Mervyn was on his way back now, but his mood today was exceptionally heavy and painful; he didn't even know how to bring it up to His Highness when he returned.
How could Bo Yisi be like this...
Yes, Mervyn also firmly believed that the Empire's statement on the starnet came from Bo Yisi's authorization. After all, to this day, who would still dare to randomly fabricate or misinterpret the messages of Marshal Bo Yisi?
For the first time, Mervyn felt that the journey back was so short. The rusty door in front of him seemed like the gray, gloomy life that had already shrouded His Highness.
Mervyn stood quietly for a while. He had to go in eventually, and he couldn't bring himself to deceive His Highness. It would be better to let His Highness take this opportunity to recognize Bo Yisi's true character, even though he knew it would be very painful.
But it was far better than being kept in the dark and getting hurt later. After much deliberation, Mervyn opened the door and walked in.
"Your Highness, I'm back. Did you eat well and take your medicine on time today?"
When the gentle words reached his ears, Lu Zhan was watering the flowers. They weren't any precious varieties, just ones Mervyn had brought back for him to raise for fun. Putting down the watering can in his hand, he walked a few steps towards Mervyn.
"Mm, I've had them all, don't worry, Mervyn."
It was a very peaceful tone; His Highness had a cold and aloof face, but his eyes still held gentleness.
Mervyn had done so much mental preparation, but now, looking at His Highness, he found it difficult to speak.
His Highness had already suffered enough. Bo Yisi's fanatic followers had caused His Highness to fall into such a plight, yet His Highness had pinned his only hope on Bo Yisi, but Bo Yisi had abandoned him just like all the others.
If His Highness found out, would he be very sad and desperate?
Mervyn suddenly felt his eyes stinging painfully. He wanted to speak several times, but he pressed his lips together tightly.
Lu Zhan looked at Mervyn, remaining silent for a long time. His expression was a bit pained, his eyes turning red as if he were about to shed tears, and he seemed a bit at a loss.
"Mervyn, what's wrong? Did you encounter something that upset you outside today? Or did I make you sad again?"
His Highness's voice was somewhat soft, and when he reached the end, it carried a hint of unease.
"No, Your Highness is so good. I feel happy just looking at you. It's... it's..."
In the end, Mervyn still couldn't bring himself to explain it in detail.
Mervyn's figure was reflected in those silver eyes. Mervyn's hesitation and inability to speak seemed to have already explained something.
"Mervyn, it has to do with me, right? Is it that Bo Yisi has returned but chose to remain silent? Or has something even worse happened on the starnet?"
Mervyn looked at His Highness in front of him with heartache and nodded slightly.
"Your Highness, you'd better open your light brain and check the starnet yourself."
Hearing this, Lu Zhan tapped lightly on the light brain on his hand and logged into the Empire's starnet. That bright red statement from the Empire's official source popped up just like that.
He recognized every single character when looked at separately. But when put together, he felt as if he didn't recognize them anymore, only feeling a chill seeping through, striking the softest part of his heart.
His cold, white, slender fingers trembled unconsciously. The light filling his star-like silver eyes seemed to be fading away bit by bit, and his usually thin, straight spine seemed to have bent a little.
Mervyn only felt that His Highness in front of him looked as if he were about to shatter! He was very worried and anxious.
"Your Highness, are you okay? Are you alright? Mervyn is still here, and always will be."
Perhaps it was the words reaching his ears that awakened His Highness, who was on the verge of drowning in darkness.
Mervyn watched His Highness, who closed his eyes slightly, paused for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if everything had calmed down.
"Mervyn, thank you for still being here. I'm fine, it's nothing. Bo Yisi and I never really had any bond to speak of, and besides, eight years have passed now. I'm not sad, just feeling a bit lost. I suppose I really am a very failed Male Zerg."
Hearing this, Mervyn's heart ached even more, a pain as if it were being crushed. His jealousy and hatred for Bo Yisi deepened; that detestable Military Zerg was always hurting His Highness.
"Your Highness, in Mervyn's heart, you are the best Male Zerg. Mervyn will accompany you through all the pain. Things will get better and better in the future; everything will pass."
Lu Zhan looked at the only Military Zerg left by his side, and a glimmer of warmth curled around his cold heart.
"Okay, let's do it together. It's just that in my state, I'll be troubling Mervyn from now on."
Hearing this, Mervyn lifted the things in his hand and shook them slightly in front of the Male Zerg.
"Your Highness, Mervyn fears nothing more than trouble. I even bought Your Highness's favorite ingredients today. Please sit quietly for a while, and Mervyn will go prepare the meal."
Lu Zhan looked at Mervyn and nodded, his eyes carrying a hint of softness. Then he sat on the sofa, picked up a book, and began to flip through it casually.
Seeing that His Highness seemed no different from usual, Mervyn slowly relaxed and went into the kitchen to get busy.
However, the Male Zerg sitting on the sofa, after Mervyn withdrew his attention and turned to go to the kitchen...
The book he was flipping through hadn't been turned in a long time, and deep creases had been pinched into the sides by his fingers. The light in his silver eyes was unfocused.
He didn't know what he had done wrong or why he had to be treated this way. Bo Yisi was a victim, but he was a victim too.
Back at the banquet, he had intended to save Bo Yisi, but an accident happened, which was why Bo Yisi ended up in the Empire's prison.
But later, he had tried his best to make amends, taking him under his protection, helping him return to the military and get back on track, and even returning his freedom.
But why, in the end, did even Bo Yisi cast him aside, unwilling to give him even that sliver of meager hope?
A crystal-clear tear fell unconsciously, sliding down his cold, handsome face, dripping onto the book page, where it blurred and smudged the text.
The Male Zerg's slender fingers brushed over it, feeling a bit cold. Was it his tears?
His thin lips moved slightly, his voice extremely low, only vaguely audible.
"Bo Yisi..."
Mervyn was busy with his work, but his colleagues nearby were already discussing excitedly and intensely.
"Has everyone checked the starnet?"
"I saw it. The Empire released a statement. Marshal Bo Yisi will arrive at the Imperial Star at six o'clock this evening."
"So exciting! After looking at photos for so many years, I can finally see him in person."
"Let's go together after work; we should be able to make it to catch a glimpse of Marshal Bo Yisi."
The words reached his ears from time to time, but Mervyn remained unmoved, his face calm.
He was even thinking about what ingredients to get for His Highness today so that he could eat a bit more. In just a short time, His Highness had become so thin that it alarmed him.
The colleagues nearby were already accustomed to Mervyn's taciturn attitude.
Therefore, they didn't pay much attention to him, thinking that this Military Zerg, Mervyn, was a bit strange. He wouldn't talk except for work, was like a silent gourd, didn't participate in social activities or gatherings, and went straight home after work.