The whole universe knows that His Majesty has a crush on me

Kyle: "..."

Kyle took the two items out of his pocket with his free hand and stuffed them into her hands.

But he remained calm and didn't show any embarrassment at all.

"how are you feeling?"
He asked calmly, "Do you need comfort?"

Su Yao shook her head. "That's not the case. Well, the main troubles are solved by the bodyguards. I will deal with those less important characters."

She felt that she had not lied.

It was the bodyguards who took Mr. Netizen away, and this is a very important matter!
"…It's a pity that I still don't have wings."

The robot slowly brought out two identical meal sets.

A bowl of mango dumplings and sago, a piece of matcha grape cake, a ball of strawberry pink and white mixed ice cream, a piece of egg roll tart with chocolate sauce, and a cup of baked milk sprinkled with rose petals.

They are all served in exquisite crystal cups and plates, amidst bright colors and sweet aromas.

Su Yao was too lazy to use the knife and fork. She took the spoon and scooped off a corner of the cake and put it directly into her mouth.

"If you don't like or can't eat something, you can give it to me."

She was not sure about the other person's taste, and she had no confidence that she could order what he liked.

Her attitude towards sweets has always been that she would not buy them on purpose if she had nothing to do, but if she happened to come across a good store, she would eat more.

My appetite is bigger now than before. I just had a fight. Let alone double the portion, I might even be able to eat ten.

However, Kyle didn't give her this opportunity.

He also finished off the desserts.

This guy's movements were not slow and he didn't seem to be careful at all, but from the stirring stick to the spoon to the knife and fork, the cutlery in his hands never seemed to make any sound.

Su Yao held her chin with one hand, chewing a dumpling while asking: "...Do your relatives at home care about your manners?"

Although his posture could not be described as elegant.

Although it made no sound and didn't get any food on his face, he ate a little too fast by the standards of the nobles, and each bite was too large.

“They were in charge of everything.”

And he would also talk while eating.

Su Yao thought so.

If I were to ask those who had taught my predecessor etiquette to look at me, I would have completely failed, and the person opposite me would definitely be the same.

But she would never let them appear in front of her again.

Kyle said, "...everything you can think of."

Su Yao lowered her head and glanced at the optical computer she had just put on. Although the machine was quiet, countless piles of messages were already pouring out on the screen.

She said quickly, "Like urging marriage?"

Kyle nodded slowly, "…or not getting married, but having more kids. I've given up trying to understand them."

"Oh," Su Yao bit the straw and smiled, "their purpose of urging you to get married is not to worry that you will end up alone, but to let you give birth to a child with the blood of one of your ancestors."

So marriage is not the point.

She turned on her laptop and started blocking people.

"These people are so bored. I should send them the photo of my first love and see which one..."
Su Yao swallowed the "A-level" that was about to come to her mouth, "...see who is not afraid of death and comes up."

While blocking others, she also roughly saw some messages sent by relatives.

Ole's genetic matching is not actually mandatory, at least for most people.

If a person wants to participate in the match, he or she can submit an application to the government, so that his or her sample will be entered into the database, and he or she will receive test results and information about the matches regularly.

The specific operation is of course more complicated. For example, everyone can actively apply to match with the lower-level bloodline, but cannot unilaterally request to match with the higher-level bloodline.

There are also various other screening factors, which can be selected by individuals.

but--

After the war with the Light Clan ended, Ole lost more than a dozen S-class and hundreds of A-class, which led to a sharp drop in the number of high-end combat forces.

So most galaxies came up with some ridiculous solutions.

For example, unmarried and childless people above grade A are required to participate in matching regularly.

Among the matches, they are arranged from highest to lowest compatibility, and the one with the highest compatibility is selected first for the legal date.

If two people don't get along, they can submit an application and they will never be matched together again.

If you don't want to participate in this process at all, you will have to pay a huge fine.

Moreover, this money is not permanent, it is only for a single matching result, and you have to pay it again next time.

Because there are so few A-level vehicles, even if someone protests against this, most people just want to watch it for fun.

This rule applies to everyone.

The Crown Prince himself seemed to have paid for his time.

At least it was mentioned in the book.

Anyway, the male protagonist did remain completely chaste before the female protagonist, except for the nominal engagement.

"Anyway, my match and I had a falling out a while ago."
Su Yao curled her lips. "So I'm being urged to get married now. Damn, I've just become an adult, and I always think that the marriage system itself is very..."

She doesn't want to discuss this topic too much with netizens.
Because the thought of it makes me feel sick.

Kyle didn't ask much, but he agreed with her, "They are a bunch of idiots."

He paused, "You can kill a few and they will talk less in the future, or I can help you."

Su Yao was almost choked by Ximi, "Just block them, I don't let them into my house anymore, if they insist on coming to my house, I will call them later."

When they finished eating, Su Yao was about to look at the recommended list on the Internet, thinking about where to go for fun later, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The two were still standing at the door of the dessert shop, across a busy street, and someone on the opposite side of the road was waving at them from afar.

Su Yao tugged at Kyle's sleeve, "Is that your robot butler?"

Although she had only seen it once before, the robot's face was very beautiful, and the gloss and texture of its skin was much better than any other bionic people she had seen.

So she was quite impressed.

Kyle nodded slightly, but his face showed obvious displeasure.

When the brown-haired young man on the opposite side approached, Kyle was almost shrouded in depression, and it looked like he wanted to beat him into a pile of scrap metal.

Su Yao: "..."

When they looked at each other, she thought she saw a hint of fear on the robot's face.

This butler doesn't look like a very capable fighter.

Perhaps the strength of the weapons on him is only enough to raid a hot pot restaurant.

That little lizard could probably really smash it.

"terribly sorry."
The brown-haired young man said to Kyle, "I know you won't look at any communication equipment when you are with your friends, but..."

Kyle looked at it expressionlessly, "I told you, don't show up here again until she says it's over."

"...It doesn't matter," Su Yao couldn't help but said, "your family matters are more important. We are just shopping here."

Kyle was silent.

The brown-haired young man gave her an indescribable look.

It didn't seem like a gesture of gratitude or appreciation, but rather a look of confusion and shock.

It was as if she had done something earth-shattering.

Of course, it could also be a problem with the pair of mechanical mirrors. Maybe it was just looking at her politely.

"I'm really sorry," the brown-haired young man said again, "There are indeed some abnormal conditions that require your inspection. We..."

Kyle interrupted it, "I know what you're talking about."

The brown-haired young man didn't seem surprised. "I don't think I can hide it from you, but..."

Su Yao interrupted it again, "Why don't you talk first?"

Seeing how vaguely it speaks, it must be considering me as an outsider, right?
"I'm just about ready to go back."

She didn't think she had the right to listen in on family business or secret operations.

Kyle turned around and said, "I'll take you back to the airport."

The brown-haired young man lowered his head slightly.

On the way back, Su Yao asked Mr. Netizen if he had any urgent matters, and Kyle calmly shook his head to indicate that it didn't matter.

So she couldn't help but talk about the battle just now.

Then he blurred the process and did not mention that he was attacked by an A-level bloodline.

"In short, if someone's ability affects your spirit body and makes it unable to bear the abnormality of awakening, what should you do?"

She could only be thankful that she was controlled for a relatively short time.

But that may also be because the opponent is not strong enough, or there is a level gap.

Kyle listened carefully. "From your description, it seems that this is a special ability, and it has a process of taking effect. Can you feel when it starts?"

Su Yao nodded subconsciously, "At first, I felt uncomfortable."

“That’s when you have to react.”

Kyle paused, raised his hand slightly, and placed the tip of his index finger against her forehead. A chill instantly spread across that skin.

"Resist me."

He said quietly.

Su Yao suddenly felt a slight pain.

The pain was not intense, but very clear, as if a needle was trying to pierce the skin.

When people are hurt by a sharp object, their first reaction may be to step back, so she tried to do that.

A slender and strong hand pressed down on her head.

His hands were very big, and with this pressure, he almost held her entire head, pinning her firmly in place.

"resistance."

Su Yao couldn't retreat any further.

And if she continued to use more force, she was afraid of hurting the guy in front of her.

Su Yao tried to concentrate her mental strength and form a barrier that could block the pain. After a few seconds, the stinging pain completely disappeared.

Kyle let go, "Okay."

Su Yao nodded as if she understood, "Wait, but that person's ability at that time didn't give me such an obvious feeling?"

"Because he's attacking your spirit body, your discomfort is more vague, and he's very weak."

Su Yao: "..."

She felt that the main reason was the above one.

"Thanks," Su Yao said sincerely, "So I just need to give this mental barrier to the spirit body, right?"

"Okay," Kyle groaned, "You have to maintain this yourself, too. Well, you'd better keep it up during the battle."

Su Yao sweated coldly, "Well, it seems a bit difficult. If you don't focus on this thing, it will fall apart...Okay, my problem, I'll go back and practice more."

As for the strength of Kyle's mental power, she didn't think much about it. After all, when he retaliated against others in the hot pot restaurant, he did it silently.

So he must be very good at this.

It may just be because of bloodline level and some limitations in physical strength that caused the coma due to excessive consumption.

"By the way," Su Yao raised her head, "are you okay? Don't consume too much mental energy and get tired!"

It’s better not to faint again.

Kyle looked down at her, his eyes seemed a little strange, "...ok." When they arrived at the airport, they met an acquaintance again.

Between the small docking platforms on the upper level, there are overlapping and staggered covered bridges, with people shuttling back and forth in the noisy and bustling atmosphere.

Su Yao caught a glimpse of a familiar pretty figure from afar.

The person leaned lazily on the railing of the bridge, her silver curly hair tied into a fluffy high ponytail, fluttering in the wind.

The searchlight from the terminal slanted across, illuminating the young man's beautiful profile.

He was wearing a silk shirt with the collar open, revealing the lines of his chest muscles. The collar was tied loosely, and the rose gold buckle reflected the light.

It really looks beautiful.

Su Yao slowed down her pace a little.

Kyle seemed to realize something was wrong and glanced down at her.

Su Yao sighed, "I really saw an acquaintance this time."

Maybe it was because His Royal Highness had always been restrained, so she had never directly felt how strong Dylan was.

But the male protagonist is afraid of this guy, and they even fought in the book, so she has no chance of luck at all.

Now that I can see him from dozens of meters away, I am afraid that Dylan can also feel me 200%.

"That's a relative of mine."
Su Yao sighed again, "My bloodline is relatively high, so my brain is not normal. Oh, when I say 'also', I mean, I am not normal myself."

Whether or not she and Dylan were friends, they were definitely relatives.

Members of the great aristocratic families are all related to the royal family, either by blood or by marriage.

She and His Royal Highness are both, but they are more distant in terms of both.

Even the same goes for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Today's technology has long overcome various genetic diseases, so in Ole only marriages between direct blood relatives are prohibited by law, so she can still be engaged to the Crown Prince.

"Ah."
Kyle nodded slowly, "But I think you're fine."

Su Yao: "..."

That is to say, is there a possibility that you are not a normal person?

Su Yao: "Really? Thank you."

While they were talking, the silver-haired young man on the high bridge looked over with a smile.

Those emerald green eyes glowed with a strange luster in the light.

His sight was directed at her face accurately from a distance of dozens of meters, through the dense crowd.

Dylan still maintained his lazy posture, without any change in his movements.

Su Yao suddenly felt like she was being locked in.

It is both intuition and the conclusion obtained after the mental power responds to external stimuli and is transmitted to the brain for information processing.

……intuition?
Su Yao recalled the process of the trainer helping her sense her mental power.

He analyzed the three dimensions of the spiritual world, asked her to experience them one by one, and then completely awakened her sense of spiritual power.

Su Yao looked back thoughtfully.

When she and Dylan looked at each other, the world around them seemed to suddenly sink into the water, and all the noise became blurred.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of conversation next to my ears.

"...Can I add you as a friend?"

A sweet and gentle female voice sounded.

On the busy bridge, several figures had gathered around a silver-haired young man.

They seemed to be in the same group and were surrounding him asking for his contact information.

After the first person was rejected, the rest did not back down, but became even more excited.

The woman who just spoke smiled as she raised her hand to comb the hair beside her ears, inadvertently revealing the bald head on her wrist.

That model is very valuable. Even if it is second-hand, the market price is hundreds of thousands.

"Oh, sorry."
Dylan said lightly.

He didn't even look at the computer.

In other words, from beginning to end, he never looked seriously at the people in front of him.

He just stared at a certain Duke who was gradually approaching from a distance.

Amid the chaotic crowd and machines at the airport, the black-haired girl walked slowly through the aisle, still talking to the man next to her.

Her clear golden eyes looked cold and indifferent in the dim light.

However, when they talked, a little smile would appear on her face, easing the lack of humanity and warmth.

Dylan raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a casual tone with a hint of laughter, "I have a crush on someone."

The few people around who came to chat with her had subtle expressions on their faces.

“…What are you talking about?!”
A man nearby gnashed his teeth and said, "You look like a prostitute, pretending to be so pretentious and asking for a price, right? My sister asked you because she thinks highly of you—"

The silver-haired young man turned his head.

At this moment, Dylan's gaze finally settled on the other person's face.

The man's words stopped abruptly and his face turned pale in an instant.

Under the strong sense of crisis, he trembled slightly.

Dylan looked at him with a half-smile, "You know, my temper is not very good, especially in a place like this—"

No one around saw clearly what happened.

I saw a black shadow flash, and then a person was thrown high up from the bridge.

A moment later, screams suddenly broke out.

"?"

Su Yao stopped and grabbed Kyle.

Something fell from the sky.

It fell in front of them with a bang.

The man was lying on the ground screaming. It looked like several of his bones were broken, but his voice was strong and it was obvious that there was no serious problem.

Immediately afterwards, several figures jumped down from the bridge and surrounded the injured on the ground.

They began to treat him in a hurry.

The injured man's condition was not serious, but his companions were very angry.

Su Yao had already heard them discussing teaching the guy on the bridge a lesson.

“…Forget it, forget it. I didn’t even see how he moved his hands. We can’t defeat him.”

"Damn, ask aunt to bring someone over..."

"That guy can't be dealt with by just a few more people..."

Su Yao looked up.

The silver-haired young man leaned on the railing of the covered bridge and waved at her with a smile.

Her eyes blurred, and that beautiful face was already within an inch of her, and the sparkling green eyes reflected her helpless face.

"That's quite some progress, dear."

Dylan bent down and got close to her, his nose almost touching the hair on her forehead, and he sniffed it gently.

"You didn't react to my mental power before."

Several gazes from the side suddenly turned to him, looking at him with fear and unwillingness, anger and hatred.

Soon, Su Yao felt that they began to observe her again.

She didn't pay attention to those people, but just thought about what Dylan said.

When they looked at each other from a distance, he must have been using his mental power to "feel" her, so she had a strange feeling of being targeted.

This certainly wasn't the first time he had done this.

It's just that she didn't realize it before.

Su Yao: "...So you can also feel that I feel you?"

Although this was a bit awkward, Dylan understood it. "Of course, when you are alert, your mental force field will change--"

His emerald green eyes curved slightly, "It makes you more adorable."

Su Yao looked at him expressionlessly.

"You secretly practiced your spiritual power without telling me. Who taught you how to do this? I'm really jealous of you—"

The silver-haired young man continued talking to himself, still leaning close to her face, his warm breath passing through the gaps in her hair and landing on her ear.

"Why don't you come and ask me? I'm willing to teach you too."

Su Yao: “?”

Su Yao grabbed his collar and said, "You're still talking! You almost..."

She swallowed the accusation of misleading the young man, thinking that the other party didn't know that she was a time traveler, and didn't have the sophisticated experience like the trainer.

Su Yao loosened her hand, letting the smooth silk flow through her fingers, and shook her head coldly, "You can't do it."

Dylan immediately showed a sad look and grabbed her hand that was about to be taken back.

"How could this happen? Don't you love me anymore?"
He said in a hypocritical, chanting tone, "Because I was waiting for you, I was mistaken for a prostitute."

Su Yao: "…………Why do I feel like you're enjoying it, and it's not me who asked you to dress like this, I haven't even made an appointment to meet you!"

Why is the blame still on me?
In fact, she had thought about whether this guy would call her by her title or honorific when he saw her.

As it turned out, he seemed quite clever, and he didn't even need His Excellency.

Although this one isn't much better.

"I heard about what happened before."
Dylan looked at her meaningfully. "It's a pity that I missed the live broadcast. Otherwise, it would have been quite interesting to see you kill someone with your own hands. Well, my little friend has grown up."

Su Yao pulled back her hand. "...Are you exaggerating a little? Are we really that familiar with each other?"

When they were together before, he wasn't as abnormal as he is now? !
As soon as this question came to my mind, it was soon answered.

Dylan straightened up, with one hand still on Su Yao's shoulder, and turned his head to look at the man in black next to him.

The silver-haired young man tilted his head, his eyes moving around the face of the man of the same sex who was a head taller than him, and then stopped at the lenses of his sunglasses.

His sight penetrated the half-shielded lenses and saw a pair of lightly pigmented eyes that exuded a strong inhuman feeling.

"Ok?"
Dylan laughed. "You really found someone to transform into your little rose again, dear."

Su Yao: "..."

Wouldn’t he be unhappy if he found out that he had found a “substitute”?
Are you starting to go crazy now?

Before she could say anything, His Royal Highness began to shake his head again, "But, brother, your skills are not very good. You can't be as good as me."

The tone was full of provocation.

However, from beginning to end, Kyle never looked at him directly, as if he was just a talking piece of air.

Dylan: “…”

What a calm person.

Seems quite professional.

He thought so.

(End of this chapter)