Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

The royal prince's residence is actually about the same size as the manor where Zhu Yan lives as a 2S male insect.

However, the overall decoration style of the prince's residence appears to be more luxurious and solemn.

Zhuyan's manor, on the whole, has a more pastoral style.

Because Lan Ci not only planted many beautiful flowers and plants in the manor.

He even opened up a small piece of land to grow some fruits, vegetables and other things to provide special food for Zhu Yan.

Then in the prince's mansion, there are a lot of servants, who are real living insects, not mechanical insects.

And their behavior is very elegant and appropriate.

Yes, after all, we cannot lose the face of the royal family.

Led by a servant who had been waiting for a long time, Zhu Yan and his companions came to the reception room.

After preparing drinks for all four (including the cat), the servant left.

Zhu Yan picked up his cup and took a sip.

Hey? It's sweet yogurt juice. Delicious.

Zhu Yan secretly looked to the side and took a sip of the drink in Lan Ci's cup. Uh... it was freshly brewed tea.

There was also tea in Jing Jian's cup.

Neither is sweet, so just drink your own.

Under the influence of sugar in drinks.

Zhu Yan's inner uneasiness subsided a little.

It seems that the prince really doesn't care about me.

('Don't mind' but invite the bug over.)

Seeing his little master drinking so happily, Jing Jian couldn't help but rub Zhu Yan's face: "Not worried anymore?"

Zhu Yan turned his head away without answering.

Jing Jian didn't care about Zhu Yan's temper: "Prince Fuserson didn't care about that matter, but next time, my dear Lord, don't sulk in the middle of the night."

Zhu Yan retorted softly: "I didn't..."

No sneaking.

"It's not a big deal."

"It's just that Lord Zhu Yan's personality is more lively and lively than I imagined."

A voice that did not belong to the three people present interrupted.

Zhu Yan heard the sound and looked over.

Then he saw a female sub-female standing at the door of the reception room. She was dressed casually but looked very noble.

His whole body exudes an aristocratic aura.

This should be Prince Fuserson.

Fussen has a clear purpose.

He went straight to the cat lying on the table, drinking water from Jing Jian's teacup, picked it up with one hand and held it in his arms.

Then the other hand naturally/imprudently touches the cat's furry belly.

Cat Spirit:?!

Fussen kneaded the still dazed cat and said, "Since you're here, why are you giving me a cat as a gift?"

Zhu Yan was also shocked and confused.

Who said I was giving it to you? Give the cat back to me!

……

Zhu Yan wanted to take the cat back directly.

But the female insect in front of him was still pregnant with eggs, and he was still the biological father of the eggs.

So for now I can only think about it in my mind.

I didn't dare to really grab it.

The cat lay motionless in Fuserson's arms, which was quite well-behaved. Lan Ci was chatting with Jing Jian and Fuserson.

Zhu Yan seemed to be listening attentively without saying a word, but in fact he was daydreaming the whole time.

There was no way. The content of their conversation was too complicated and he couldn't understand it even if he wanted to listen.

But Zhu Yan knew a little bit that they were talking about the protection order related to him.

It seems like the question is whether to cancel it or not?

……

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Zhu Yan felt a little sleepy and his head was nodding. The conversation was coming to an end.

Zhu Yan also knew the final result.

The bad news: Protective orders are not lifted.

That is to say, the army insects responsible for vigilance patrols around the manor that were added after the protection order was issued did not withdraw.

Good news: Feel free to go out.

There will be army bugs protecting you in secret, but try not to go out too often, or go out on a regular basis.

Zhu Yan has no shortage of charity activities like increasing male insect points or contribution values, so there is no need for him to participate.

And Fuserson also added something in passing.

"I hope that Master Zhu Yan will not be like the rumors say—'follow whoever gives him food.'"

Zhuyan: ...

How could I be so naive?!

Do you think you are a three-year-old kid?!

Fuserson: "But if you want to join the military or something, you still need to apply in advance."

Then the conversation ended and Fussen stood up to see the guest off.

Zhu Yan then stood up and lay motionless.

A smile appeared on Fuserson's lips. "Why? Lord Bai Yueguang still can't bear to part with me?"

Zhu Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at the kitten in Fuserson's arms: "Give my cat back to me."

Fuserson: "..."

I touched the well-behaved cat in my arms reluctantly.

Fussen: "How about you name a price?"

Zhu Yan was also very polite and responded with a fake smile: "No need to talk, this is my cat."

Fussen: "You are allowed to raise the price."

Zhu Yan: "I won't sell it even if you raise the price."

Lan Ci and Jing Jian looked at each other.

I don't know why, but I feel like laughing.

Prince Fuserson actually wants to buy the spiritual body of his own little lord. How could the little lord agree?

Fuserson suddenly thought of something: "Oh, right, I received the news two days ago."

"It is said that the specialty fruit of the 23rd Star Region is actually 'unsaleable'. I wonder if Master Zhu Yan is interested in the specialty fruit of the 23rd Star Region?"

Zhu Yan hesitated. This was a fruit he really loved to eat, but it was often out of stock...

Jing Jian and Lan Ci on the side reacted.

I thought to myself, "Not good!"

Seeing this, Fuserson wanted to continue to increase the stakes.

As a result, Zhu Yan unexpectedly snatched the cat back and held it tightly in his arms.

Zhu Yan: "No means no."

The kitten was snatched away and rejected so ruthlessly, but instead of getting angry, Forserson clapped his hands.

Jing Jian and Lan Ci also breathed a sigh of relief.

As early as when Prince Fuserson opened his mouth to tempt them with food, they realized that Prince Fuserson's target was not the cat.

Instead, he wanted to see if his little hero would really start to waver and give in just because of a 'little' food.

Although the chips offered were indeed tempting, and what was exchanged was just an "ordinary kitten".

But if the little hero loosens up a little.

Then it is very likely that the restrictions of the protection order that were just agreed to be relaxed will be revoked and tightened the next second.

Fussen personally sent Zhu Yan and others onto the aircraft.

Before Zhu Yan and the others left, he continued to ask, still unwilling to give up: "So you really can't sell the kitten to me?"

Zhu Yan hugged his cat and said, "I really don't want to sell it."

Seeing his firm attitude, Forserson sighed helplessly: "Okay then."