Chapter 16.3
In the next second, He Xile lowered his head, his neck was red all over, and he said in a voice like a mosquito, "I just walked all the way here, now I'm too tired… I… I have a little foot pain now, I can't walk anymore. Are there other means of transportation?"
After he finished speaking, he struggled to save his dignity. "After all, I have been lying in the museum for so long before getting up, and my physical fitness must be a little weaker. Well, that's it."
These non-human legs were too long. He needed to catch three or four of their one step, and their speed was also very fast. He Xile had to speed up his pace to catch up. Just now he had been walking in front, and it was really hard work.
Going back again, the kitchen was so far from where he was living that he did not want to make an effort, nor did he have any strength left.
Once the guard heard this, his face, which was always expressionless, couldn’t help but show a chagrined look. "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I am to blame for not being careful enough. There are indeed other means of transportation in the palace. I'll have the other guards help drive one over now."
He Xile breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
He added, "It's not your fault, I didn't ask before."
Not long after, two small hover vehicles appeared.
This kind of suspension car could seat six people, and it was more than enough to carry He Xile and the five people of the supervisory committee.
Soon, it arrived in front of the guest room building where He Xile lived.
After stopping, the people got off.
The height of the pedals from the ground was a bit high for He Xile, but it was not a big problem. He explored the probe, and looked at the distance, full of confidence, before jumping down directly from the top.
The guard was about to turn around to pick up He Xile when, seeing this scene, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He hastily stretched out his hand, but only to help the already landed and firmly standing He Xile, who suddenly felt a little helpless. "Your Excellency, you must be very careful. Next time you encounter this situation, you can wait for me.”
Humans looked so weak, it would be bad if he fell and broke his bones.
“It’s alright."
He Xile shook his head and said, "I'm really not as fragile as you think."
Coincidentally, as soon as he entered the corridor, he saw a familiar person standing in front of the door—Jane.
Beside him stood several attendants carrying huge suitcases, which should be full of new clothes made for He Xile.
Like last time, Jane waited anxiously at the door. He paced back and forth, occasionally stopping, and his legs were shaking constantly. Every pore of his body expressed his impatience.
Seeing He Xile, Jane's eyes lit up, and he said from a distance, “Your Excellency, you are finally back!”
He hurriedly stepped forward quickly with his arms open, as if he wanted to hug He Xile. However, under the warning gaze of the guards, he had no choice but to stop at a safe distance.
“I have been waiting here quietly for a long time, just waiting for you to try on the new clothes I have made for you."
Jane was so excited to see how he looked in this batch of new clothes that he licked his dry lips. From start to finish, his eyes were full on He Xile and he directly ignored the supervisory committee behind him and just talked freely, “After I left last time, I was inspired and made several sets of clothes that fit your temperament. I could have come here earlier and given you a surprise, but His Majesty contacted me to make you some more regular clothing, so I’m a bit late.”
He Xile was taken aback.
After trying on clothes last time, he also wanted a few sets of simple daily attire, but before he had time to tell Jane, he had already slipped away. He didn't expect His Majesty to act as if he had spied on his thoughts and said so to Jane in advance.
Goodness—
His Majesty!
What a great man!!!
He Xile was so touched.
He turned his head, his soft hair seemed to be flying in the air, his brows were slightly raised, and his spirit was high. Although he didn't say anything, almost everyone in the Supervisory Committee could tell from his expression.
“Look, I just said that His Majesty didn't abuse me!”
He turned his head back and entered the room leisurely, and his steps were much lighter.
While the Supervisory Council followed him a step behind, one of the women couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laughed while whispering to the person next to her, “This human is quite cute.”
“Indeed."
“It's a pity that there is only one, and he’s a legal citizen, so we can't raise it.”
“Wow, what's going on in your head? Be careful, I’ll report you—"
The Supervisory Council members were more relaxed than before.
In the room, He Xile happily tried out some clothes. Looking at the closet, the oversized clothes that preceded it were all cleaned up by Jane's attendant, and the rows of them were all his new clothes.
So great!
Even if he changed clothes every day, he couldn’t finish wearing them for a month!
Moreover, Jane was the designer for His Majesty, so his designs were beyond top-notch and trendy.
The clothes he designed didn’t look crimped or messy at all, but rather, they looked nobler, and they also refined He Xile’s temperament, it looked simple at the same time generous, never dragged mud.
Wearing such clothes on the body was an absolute plus.
After trying on all the clothes, Jane also took notes on the terminal.
He said, "Leave your contact information. I will come to you when I get inspiration later."
He Xile, “Okay.”
The two exchanged terminal numbers.
After that, Jane turned around and froze for a moment. "Has His Majesty committed another crime?"
His statement was like he had just seen the people from the Supervisory Council.
The members of the Supervisory Committee were silent.
The guard on the side and about His Majesty being reported.
Jane laughed out loud at the words, apparently unconcerned, while saying to the supervisory committee, “You've worked hard again, but I just don't know how many more runs I'll have to run.”
Unilaterally, he looked like he was familiar with the other party.
He Xile looked at both sides.
Since Jane's duties were done, he didn't stay long and left with his attendants.
The members of the Supervisory Committee exchanged glances at each other and finally sent a woman, who said softly to He Xile, “We have already understood your current general situation, and there are still some questions and answers. I hope you can answer them truthfully.”
He Xile nodded his head in response. "Of course."
Once again, everyone returned to the study together.
After settling down, the same woman asked the question.
“May I ask if Your Majesty had any inappropriate physical contact with you in your daily life?"
"No." He Xile shook his head.
He thought to himself, before in the dining room, His Majesty directly hugged him onto a chair, so it shouldn't be counted as "inappropriate contact." but as helping, right?
“Language?"
He Xile, "...No."
“Just now you paused for a moment.”
The woman who asked the question looked at He Xile with gentle eyes and said, "You can rest assured that His Majesty's actions are under our supervision. No matter how you answer now, there will be no harm in it. We will protect you with our lives...”
He Xile had previously assured the members of the Supervisory Committee that he would not lie and said depressedly, "He said I'm short."
Everyone paused.
One of the committee members responsible for recording coughed lightly and winked at his colleagues.
What should I do? It's the truth, should I remember it?
Even though there were lots of things going on in the colleagues' heads, their expressions remained the same.
What do you want to write down?
After the Q&A session, the members of the Supervisory Committee stood up.
“Well, that's all for now.”
He Xile followed suit and stood up as he eyed the crowd.
The woman who asked the question was silent for a moment and said, "I will notify you when the result comes out."
The colleagues on the side couldn't help but glance at her.
On weekdays, they have often seen people who were curious about the final result. This lady was not easy to talk to at that time.
But they didn't expect her to have such a good temper when facing humans today.
Several people filed out.
“Go slowly.” He Xile stood at the door to see them off.
Before he could return to his room, he heard the crowd chatting like no one else.
“I'm not lying."
The man with the tiger's tail said, "I've been monitoring the whole process, and there's nothing unusual about it. What's more... His Majesty's mouth—it's not like you don't know it—is always vicious, specializing in picking out what others don't like to hear. When the human being was asked just now, if he said that His Majesty never said anything about him, I would not believe it."
“ ...That's true."
“But in short, it's not particularly poisonous, right? Compared to the ones where he scolded the ministers and nobles before, it's not worth mentioning.”
"And I don't think that's wrong, hahaha."
He Xile, "..."
Damn it!
He Xile closed the door angrily.
As he turned around, he saw the guard standing not far away, looking at him gently, saying softly, “Your Excellency, thank you for speaking well for His Majesty in front of the Supervisory Committee.”
He Xile shook his head and said, "I didn't deliberately speak well for him, I just followed what you said before and told the truth.”
The Chinese people knew best how to repay kindness.
Although for His Majesty's identity and status, it wasn’t a big deal to raise one more, it didn't mean that He Xile could accept the benefits with peace of mind and not return any positive emotions.
He Xile didn't dare to look at the guards, a little embarrassed, he whispered, "And I said something bad about His Majesty."
It hadn't been long since he had rested, and it was lunchtime.
As soon as he arrived at the dining room, he saw His Majesty already sitting inside.
Hearing the movement here, His Majesty turned his head and happened to lock his gaze with He Xile.
Remembering the lesson from last time, He Xile walked forward and greeted, "Your Majesty, good afternoon. Did you just arrive as well?"
“....Well,” he vaguely responded.
Apparently, he was quite receptive to this kind of caring greeting and didn't look for trouble with He Xile, but instead looked at He Xile with scarlet eyes and asked in a careless manner, "I heard that the people from the Supervisory Council came in the morning."
"Uh-huh."
He Xile said, "They asked me a lot of questions."
“Oh." His Majesty didn't look concerned.
He Xile also felt that there was nothing to talk about and was going to have lunch.
“By the way, there is one more thing.” His Majesty snorted. "There are so many things in the palace, I can't accommodate your height and make them all fit your size."
He Xile blinked.
Indeed.
Making a chair that would fit He Xile would require making another table that would fit him. The size of the dinner plates on the table would definitely need to be re-customized as well, otherwise, it would look too mismatched and would affect the aesthetics.
Moreover, when the things in the dining room all became models that fit He Xile, what about in the bedroom? The bedroom was the place where human beings rested every day. They would spend the longest time in bed, so it couldn’t possibly remain unchanged, right?
That would be a lot of work. It was not worth changing so many things for the sake of a human being.
He Xile also didn't really regard this place as his home.
He nodded his head in response, saying, "I understand."
His Majesty didn't say much but just waved to the guards beside him. The guard immediately understood, took out a small ladder, neatly placed it next to the seat He Xile often sat on, and fixed it.
He Xile, "?"
All of this was done in one go, and His Majesty calmly said, "Alright, let's climb up."
He Xile, "..."
He Xile looked at the ladder and then at His Majesty.
Wait, people from the Supervisory Committee haven’t left—
