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Chapter 195 Stars, Moon, and Sun (37)

But when they returned to the palace that day, something different happened.

Aunt Martha, who usually stays in the kitchen and doesn't go out much, ran out and argued with the supplier because the shopping girl had been wronged.

When Ai returned from the backyard, she had just chased away the supplier who had suddenly raised prices, and in the end, she hadn't signed the purchase agreement.

Seeing Ai, who was soaking wet, Aunt Martha exclaimed in surprise, "Good heavens! Your Majesty, what happened to you?!"

Before Ai could think of a way to explain, Martha dragged her to the stove in the kitchen.

There was a small pot of warm milk on the stove.

Martha poured the hot milk into a small cup and added a spoonful of honey.

While pouring the food, she laughed and tried to start a conversation: "Oh dear, the Queen used to love coming to the kitchen early in the morning to find something to eat!"

Ai paused, her hand still holding the object she was about to push away.

In a moment of confusion, he accepted the milk that Aunt Martha handed him.

"It's not just early in the morning; the Queen loves to come to the kitchen to find something to eat whenever she's hungry or has a craving."

Ai listened silently to Aunt Martha's rambling.

Looking down at the cup in my hand, I had a guess—

"But the kitchen usually only has some rough food sitting around, how can we just feed it to her like that!"

"The first time she came to the kitchen, she ate rye bread with cold water!"

"Later I made her a simple sandwich, and she almost cried while eating it."

"So from then on, I would keep a small pot of milk warm in hot water every day, and when she came to the kitchen, I would just do a little bit of preparation for her to eat."

"Look! This milk with honey that you're holding is what she's always loved!"

Ai stared blankly at the warm, milky-white liquid in the porcelain cup in her hand.

Suddenly, I realized that its flavor was warm and sweet in essence.

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A drop of water fell and dripped into the cup, creating milky white ripples.

A few more water droplets fell.

The ripples on the milk mirrored the turmoil in my heart.

Ai finished the warm milk in her glass.

The sweet milk masked the salty taste on my lips, warming me from my stomach all the way to my limbs.

After putting the cup down, Ai Yi appeared unusually calm.

A small golden head peeked in through the doorway.

Ai looked at the blond, blue-eyed child with a puzzled expression.

The child shrank back, only peeking out from behind the door frame with his eyes as he sized up Ai.

After a while, he seemed to have finally mustered up his courage.

He walked to the middle of the doorway and called towards the kitchen, "Aunt Martha! Today's milk..."

Martha looked at the tiny child and exclaimed, "Oh dear!"

Then she apologized, "I'm sorry, Milo, the milk for today has already been drunk!"

The boy named Milo, who had clearly come to ask for milk, was not displeased.

Instead, his eyes lit up with surprise and he exclaimed, "Is it... Queen Yi? Has she returned?"

"No! His Majesty the King drank it!" Martha pressed Ai's shoulder and gently turned Milo towards her.

Ai then realized that the child was the little panda cub named Milo.

It seems that the milk that Yi Yi didn't get to drink ended up in this child's stomach.

The powerful king, who had snatched the child's milk, was now somewhat at a loss.

Milo looked at Ai, who was making a lot of small, pointless gestures, and smiled brightly: "Ah! It's the King!"

Ai instinctively straightened her back.

Xiaomiluo ran into the kitchen and hugged Aiyi's waist.

With a fair and tender face and the unique innocence of a child, she asked, "Your Majesty! Where did Sister Yiyi go?"

Like being struck by lightning.

Ai felt that she had been trapped in a cage of her own making for the past year.

He believed that Yi Yi had gracefully departed, leaving behind traces of his existence in this world.

But the people and things she once treated with care are all telling the story of her journey.

Like the milk that's always kept warm for her in the kitchen;

Just like the young girl who didn't know the truth about Yi Yi's departure and really thought she was just a missing Milo.

Ai Yi trembled uncontrollably.

He shook his damp hands and touched Milo's head.

She said gently, "Sister Yiyi said she would only come back to see me after I find someone even kinder and more beautiful than herself."

Milo blinked and asked innocently, "So that's why His Majesty held the ball for such a long time?"

Ai nodded, then asked, seemingly out of the blue, "Would Milo be willing to be my personal attendant?"

“But Milo is still young, and Milo wants to become a knight like his father!”

The child's innocent words, in just a few sentences, conveyed the information that a discerning person needed to know.

However, he had no intention of forcing the children.

She made one last attempt: "But my brother needs Milo's help in finding Sister Yiyi."

Seeing Milo's face furrowed in hesitation, Ai pressed on, "Age doesn't matter! Your brother is the king, none of that matters. What matters is whether Milo is willing to help his brother?"

At Ai's request, Milo's sense of justice surged.

With a small clenched fist, she nodded vigorously and said, "I do!"

Ai Yi's face immediately lit up with a smile.

Milo's appointment as the king's personal attendant was quickly arranged.

After all, Ai had no intention of needing him to handle official business.

Watching the palace servants busily preparing for tonight's banquet.

Ai suddenly felt that the past year had been outrageous and absurd.

He summoned the housekeeper.

He instructed the butler, "After tonight's ball, there's no need to go through the trouble of preparing for another ball. Let's make it an annual event from now on!"

The housekeeper, holding a small baby bottle, looked at Ai Yi with delight and replied, "Yes."

Ai noticed the strange object in his hand.

I asked out of a rare good mood.

The butler immediately launched into a long explanation: "The little princess is very well-behaved! She doesn't cry or fuss, and she eats and sleeps well, growing up healthily..."

Ai then remembered that she had a forgotten daughter.

But even when he thought of his daughter...

I don't think I felt any fatherly love for her.

It has nothing to do with Yi Yi; it's just that subconsciously, I haven't accepted the idea that she's my daughter.

Perhaps he hasn't figured out how to face her yet?

With that thought in mind, Ai didn't even bother to take a look at the Habsburg princess.

He simply instructed the housekeeper to take good care of him.

However, after hearing that it was Iyi's child, Milo developed a great interest in Vivian.

He never expected Milo to help him with political affairs.

When Milo asked if she could go see her sister, Princess Ai agreed without hesitation.

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While silently receiving a robot massage off-screen and preparing to fall asleep, Yi Yi suddenly jolted awake.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, Milo? Milo Aslet?!"

Then, at the prompting of the robotic arm, she lay back down on the bed.

But the surprise in his heart had not completely dissipated: Milo Aslett.

The male protagonist in "Stars, Moon, Sun" is a childhood friend who protects his family.

"I can't believe I've been petting my furry, all-over target for so long! Why didn't you tell me?" The question was clearly directed at the cerebellum.

Cerebellum was innocently dragged into this, and instantly felt baffled: "But when you met him, all you asked me was how to pet him!"

Yi Yi is a tyrant!

She ignored cerebellum's appeal and blamed it all on cerebellum.

Well, it's just a minor incident for the game, nothing to do with it!