The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

After dinner as usual, Junming took Atar for a walk in the yard before they went back to their respective bedrooms to wash up and get ready.

Jun Ming washed up very quickly this time. Before Atal even arrived, Jun Ming had already tidied himself up and sat on the bed.

He fiddled with the earring gun in his hand, thinking about how to pierce Atal's ears later.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A calm and unhurried knocking sounded on the door.

"Enter."

Atal, standing outside the door, paused for a moment. This seemed to be the first time Jun Ming had washed up faster than him.

Atal pushed open the door with a normal expression. Although she had mentally prepared herself, she couldn't help but blush when she saw Jun Ming sitting on the bed so naturally.

Good evening, Atal.

Jun Ming was the first to speak and offer his greetings.

"Good evening, Your Majesty."

Atal was too shy to reply, so he just went along with Junming's words.

"Will Atal sit by the bedside again today?"

Atal nodded. "I'll just sit on the edge of the bed."

That won't do. If Atal sits on the edge of the bed, how will I launch a sneak attack later and get Atal's ears pierced?

Jun Ming raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't Atal be uncomfortable sitting on the edge of the bed?"

Atal didn't understand the meaning behind Jun Ming's words, so he sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled at Jun Ming.

"No, my lord. There's nothing uncomfortable about sitting on the edge of the bed."

Jun Ming, unwilling to accept this, continued, "Won't your legs go numb sitting on the edge of the bed?"

"No......"

Atar, who was about to say that Jun Ming was overthinking things, suddenly stopped himself from saying anything.

Atar glanced at Junming. In his memory, Junming was not a fussy male insect, and would never ask a similar question several times.

Unless... there is another purpose.

"Uh... Your Majesty, my legs will go numb if I sit for too long."

Jun Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this; as expected, Atar understood his implication.

"Since your legs are numb, come up and sit down."

As he spoke, Jun Ming patted the seat next to him and thoughtfully placed a pillow under his arm.

Seeing Jun Ming's actions, Atal understood everything perfectly.

Since his master has spoken, he can't refuse him. Besides, it's just sitting next to the male insect; nothing should happen, right?

Faced with this situation, Atar had no choice but to climb onto the bed and sit on the other side of Junming.

As soon as he sat down, Jun Ming took his hand and their fingers intertwined.

"Let's see if the flood in Atal's spiritual sea has receded."

Atal attributed the tightly clenched hands to Jun Ming's constant advice to "get used to it."

Moreover, Jun Ming didn't give Atar much time to react. As soon as Jun Ming finished speaking, his mental energy followed closely and wrapped around Atar's tightly clenched hands.

Although Junming has only provided mental comfort to Atar twice so far, Atar's mental sea seems to have recognized and accepted Junming's mental power.

Upon contact with Jun Ming's spiritual power, Atar's spiritual sea opened on its own, allowing Jun Ming's spiritual power to enter smoothly.

Jun Ming couldn't help but chuckle, which made Atar turn his head away in embarrassment.

Unfortunately, Atal himself might be more reserved and tactful due to his personality, but his spiritual power and spiritual sea are anything but reserved.

Whom they like and who they are close to are all out in the open.

Concentrating intently, Jun Ming controlled his mental energy to enter Atar's mental sea.

After a full day of rest, more than half of the floodwaters in Atar's spiritual sea had receded, revealing many hilltops that had been swallowed by the flood.

The sun still shone brightly, its rays falling like golden specks on every surface.

After looking around, Jun Ming withdrew.

This is Atal's spiritual sea; he has some ideas for rebuilding it, and he also needs to ask Atal's opinion.

"Atar".

Jun Ming shook his hand, which was clasped with Atal's, to attract Atal's attention.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

Jun Ming stayed in his spiritual sea for an unusually short time this time, and Atar thought something troublesome had happened, so he quickly asked.

"Your spiritual sea is filled with broken branches and leaves left behind after the flood, most of which can no longer grow."

"If we want to speed up the reconstruction, we must uproot all the dead and rotten cedars."

"If that's the case, I'll have to wreak havoc in your mind."

"So I came to ask for your opinion."

Jun thought for a moment, but didn't want to put too much pressure on Atal.

"However, if your spiritual sea recovers on its own, you can still leave those broken branches and leaves alone, although it will take some time for new branches to sprout."

"It's up to you to choose."

"Whatever choice Atal makes, I will support you."

It's not a pleasant feeling to have someone manipulate your mind so much, so it's understandable that Atal would be unwilling.

Junming respects all of Atar's wishes.

Atal did not hesitate at all.

"My lord, I want to get better soon."

"The loss of control over my mental energy is like a sword hanging over my head, and I want to deal with it as soon as possible."

"If it doesn't get better, I live in constant fear, afraid that it will suddenly go out of control and hurt the male master."

"I don't want to... I don't want to hurt other insects, and I especially don't want to hurt the male."

"And I also want to be able to spread my wings freely on the battlefield."

Atal became more and more excited as he spoke, and at the end, he tightly grasped Jun Ming's hands.

"My lord, please help me."

"May I?"

Atar's tone was sincere, and his expression seemed genuine.

Feeling stung by Atal's gaze and actions, Jun Ming tilted his head slightly and coughed, a rare occurrence for him.

"sure."

"Atal will have to bear with it; it might not be very comfortable."

After Jun Ming finished speaking, he regained control of his mental power and entered Atar's mental sea.

Those broken branches and withered leaves, some already half-rotten, some already turned into withered bones, covered the land and blocked the sunlight that should have shone on it.

Without the nourishment of sunlight, it is difficult for new saplings to grow in the soil.

Therefore, all those rotten, dead branches must be disposed of.

Jun Ming's spiritual power penetrated half an arm's length underground, forming a membrane as it surged forward.

In an instant, the land was turned upside down.

After being filtered by Junming's spiritual power, the soil and gravel remained.

The broken branches and leaves, the rotting plants, and the rotten tree roots were all turned over and taken away by the spiritual power.

Atal's spiritual power is vast, with many rugged mountains, making this task no easy task.

However, Junming did not miss a single detail, and carefully searched every piece of land.