Today, new trending topics have appeared on the Star Net.
# Miss Zhao, who sacrificed for love, has finally been discharged from the hospital. Send flowers, send flowers. #
# His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also arrived at the scene. Is he here to see Miss Zhao or to protect her? #
# What kind of divine love is this? Sacrificing for love, I will always ship these two. #
# Ahhhhh, I believe in love again. #
A crowd of reporters had gathered outside the hospital. Even with bodyguards doing their best to block them, they were starting to lose ground.
"Captain, I can't hold on much longer. These reporters and civilians are too crazy," a soldier shouted towards a distance.
"You have to hold on, even if you can't," the captain, who was called, turned and shouted at the rookie soldier.
Hearing this, the rookie soldier shut his mouth and said nothing more, silently exerting his strength.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they're coming out!" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted. The crowd, which had been suppressed, became restless again upon hearing this.
After all, everyone wanted to grab tomorrow's headlines.
Moreover, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his fiancée had never appeared together before. This was their first time appearing together, so a mission was issued to photograph them today!
Qin Mohan, who had just emerged from the hospital, saw this scene as soon as he came out, and the situation was becoming more and more chaotic. He frowned.
"This is a hospital, be quiet," his clear voice, laced with mental power, carried towards them.
They truly had no sense of order.
It was time to curb this kind of atmosphere.
Qin Mohan thought to himself, his clear eyes swept around, and he silently noted down all the reporters in the front row.
A powerful fluctuation of mental power instantly repelled the reporters who were still trying to push forward.
Some ordinary reporters turned pale from this surge of mental power.
The previously noisy surroundings instantly fell silent at Qin Mohan's words.
At this moment, a middle-aged man standing beside Zhao Fei'er saw this scene. Unbeknownst to him what he was thinking, he walked over to Qin Mohan and said with a smile, "Mohan, don't be angry."
Then he turned and smiled at the reporters who had just recovered, saying, "Thank you all for visiting my daughter. However, my daughter's health has just recovered, and she cannot stand for long periods. Therefore, we will accept your interviews when she has more time in the future."
The person speaking was none other than the current head of the Zhao family—Zhao Jianye.
After saying this, Zhao Jianye did not even look at the reporters and led the newly discharged Zhao Fei'er towards a spaceship.
The passing reporters wisely made way. Zhao Fei'er gently held Zhao Jianye's arm, a faint smile on her face as she looked around.
After all, who dared to not make way? That was the Zhao family, which possessed 20% of the empire's military strength, and more importantly, it was the Crown Prince's maternal family.
With such powerful backing, who would dare to approach them?
Zhao Fei'er and her entourage entered a large spaceship.
Qin Mohan followed them slowly from a distance, ensuring their safety.
Zhao Fei'er, who was originally sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly thought of something. She rolled down the car window and smiled at Qin Mohan outside, saying, "Bye-bye, Mohan. Although we didn't have a wonderful memory this time, I still hope for a next time."
The once delicate girl, now bearing traces of illness from her injury, seemed to exude a different aura despite wearing ordinary clothes. She looked even purer and evoked a stronger desire to protect.
All the reporters at this moment silently activated their camera flashes.
Looking at the exquisite photos in their cameras, this trip was not entirely in vain.
At least they could report back.
Qin Mohan did not behave like these reporters. He glanced at Zhao Fei'er, thought for a moment, then nodded at her and softly said, "Mm."
Hearing this, Zhao Fei'er's face instantly broke into a wide smile. She completely disregarded her father and forgot the court etiquette she had learned before.
Her heart and eyes could only see this person now, the one who had agreed to go out with her for the first time. No one else mattered.
Even if it was out of guilt, or for whatever reason, the fact that he was accompanying her now was a good start.
It was truly good.
Zhao Jianye, sitting in the front row, showed no expression. He glanced at them and then turned his head to look ahead.
Outside, reporters continued to take photos from various angles of their relationship, as the netizens loved this kind of distant yet intimate feeling.
Still immersed in her joy, Zhao Fei'er, seeing that Qin Mohan had no intention of continuing the conversation, did not let it affect her good mood. She smiled and said to Qin Mohan, "I'm really looking forward to our next outing, Mohan. Goodbye."
After speaking, Zhao Fei'er closed the window, but her eyes remained fixed on Qin Mohan.
Until he was out of sight.
There was no atmosphere of someone just discharged from the hospital in the spaceship. It flew directly to a luxurious estate.
After landing the spaceship, Zhao Fei'er followed behind Zhao Jianye, her gaze somewhat lost as she looked at his retreating back.
How long had it been since she had seen him?
A year?
Or two? She could barely remember.
The accompanying bodyguards opened the large door.
A line of maids stood at the entrance. Seeing them return, they said in unison, "Welcome back, Master, Young Lady."
They ignored these people and went directly to the study.
Zhao Jianye sat in the chair in the study, looking at his daughter who had just recovered from a serious illness.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter.
Then, he picked up a cup from the table and smashed it at her feet. The dark tea stained her skirt. He said to her, "Kneel."
The girl in front of him was not startled by the sudden shattering of the cup. Hearing Zhao Jianye's words, she knelt on the glass shards without any expression.
Bright red blood instantly stained the snow-white carpet. The girl kneeling on the glass shards still had no expression on her face, as if it were not her kneeling on the glass shards. She raised her head and stared intently at the man sitting in the chair.
Meanwhile, Qin Mohan, seeing that Zhao Fei'er and her group had left, departed without a word.
As expected, tomorrow's trending topics would be about the deep gaze between Qin Mohan and Zhao Fei'er.
And the Zhao family patriarch's affection for his only daughter, to the point of abandoning his work to pick her up from the hospital.
On the Star Net, strong envy and jealousy were expressed regarding these two matters.
I Love Little Puppies the Most: Wow, Miss Zhao is truly the most pampered woman in the world, right? I don't think anyone would object to me saying that, right? Right?
Ribcage Sprite: I agree with you, upstairs. Her fiancé is the Crown Prince, and if nothing unexpected happens, she'll be the future queen. Plus, she has a father who dotes on her so much. Even I, a novelist, wouldn't dare to write something like this. This is at most the material for my dreams. Sigh, I'm so envious.
Chimney North: When I read this, I felt like I had eaten a ton of lemons. Why can some people have such perfect lives?
Moth Flying Towards the Sky: I really don't understand you guys. What are you women thinking, envying everything? You should focus on yourselves instead of looking at others. You'd be better off helping your parents if you have time to read this. Do you really want to change parents that badly?
Build Build: Upstairs, are you on medication? Why are you talking so aggressively? We're just expressing our feelings. Why are you bringing parents into everything? I really don't understand.
Swoosh Swoosh: You upstairs are really something. Are you a keyboard warrior on the internet? Why do you have to butt into everything? We're just expressing our feelings about their love. Your comment is truly enough.
Lin Hao, who was in the distant Lekhan system, saw this report. Especially when he saw that old man, he was so angry that he almost smashed the Star Net again.
Fortunately, the Star Net was resilient and managed to survive without losing its life, as he stopped just in time.
Lin Hao buried himself in the covers and hugged his quilt tightly.
He had seen Fei'er's photo just now. She seemed to have become thinner and taller. But she was smiling, and it was really beautiful.
If he hadn't returned to that place, he wouldn't have met Fei'er and grown up with her.
In the ten years I was absent, I'm glad you're doing well.
Even if it was that person's doing, seeing your smile is good enough.
He had always thought that Zhao Jianye would force her to do things she didn't like. However, when he saw the photo, his worried heart finally settled down.
Lin Hao released his embrace of the quilt and turned his head to look at the chandelier above.
Your happiness is the most important thing.
This is my unchanging promise to you.
Just like when we were children.
"Knock, knock, knock."
A knock sounded at the door.
"Your Majesty, the Army Corps Commander has arrived. He said he wants to see you," Rila's voice came from outside the door.
Lin Hao, who was still thinking about Fei'er, was momentarily stunned by this.
Army Corps Commander? Who was that?
He quickly rummaged through his few inherited memories and finally found it in a corner.
Army Corps Commander—Aslan. His mental power was SSS+, just like the other corps commanders, suitable for long-range land attacks.
As for his appearance, it was as his name suggested, a bit refined and scholarly, not at all like the insectoids rumored to be.
"Alright, I'm coming." After searching through the information, he said to Rila.
After speaking, Lin Hao got up and tidied himself in front of the mirror. However, as he was tidying up, something felt wrong.
Lin Hao lifted his shirt and poked his belly. It was soft, and the small rolls of fat that moved up and down seemed to be saying hello to Lin Hao.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! (｀Δ´)！
His once proud eight-pack abs were gone, replaced by a circle of fat that moved up and down.
Was this because he had been eating too well these past few days that he had gained this circle of fat?
Wuuu wuuu wuuu, Rila, can you cook less delicious food next time?
He had gained weight.
No, he had decided. From the next meal onwards, he would eat two bowls instead of four.
If he continued to eat like this, wouldn't he turn into a ball?
Yes, he would do it if he said so, starting from the next meal, two bowls!
Having made his future plans, Lin Hao silently covered his small belly with his clothes and walked out of his room into the living room.
As soon as Lin Hao entered the living room, all the insects fell silent.
He looked at the new face. Aslan did not have the strange hair color like them. His hair was black, like his own, but it was long and tied loosely with a dark green hair tie, giving him a hint of languidness.
His features were not as stunning as theirs, but rather the kind that became more captivating the more you looked at them.
Like 'tempting warm water'.
Slowly soaking a frog.
Making one lose their guard, yet making them intoxicated.
However, his height was slightly less than Alpha's, around 190 cm. But for Lin Hao, it was fine as long as he was taller than him.
"I'm late, my King." Aslan looked at the little one who had come before him, and the long-lost emptiness in his heart was instantly filled.
The moment Aslan saw Lin Hao, just like the other insects, he knelt down without saying much.
"Get up, Aslan."
Stop kneeling, stop kneeling. I really want to live a few more years.
Hurry up and get up (╰（‵□′）╯).
Hearing the King's words, Aslan got up and silently stood beside him.
Lin Hao sat on the sofa and said to the insects who were still standing, "Sit down, everyone. Don't stand."
Hearing the King's words, the insects obediently found seats and sat down.
"Aslan, why are you so late?" Alpha said to the insect.
He wasn't diligent enough in protecting the little one, so his tone carried some dissatisfaction.
Suddenly called upon, Aslan immediately sat up straight. To leave a good impression on the little one, he actively answered Alpha's question, saying, "Your Majesty, I wanted to come the very day you reincarnated."
Aslan, who had been recuperating on his own planet, suddenly felt the King's unique mental power fluctuations one day. Without a word, they packed their bags and marched towards the Lekhan system.
"It's just that, there were some incidents on the way," Aslan said somewhat sheepishly, afraid that the little one might dislike him.
"What happened?" Lin Hao asked.
"We encountered some pirates who tried to rob us," Aslan said.
"So incompetent," Hill said to Aslan at this moment.
A small group of pirates was enough to delay them. How incompetent.
Aslan obviously heard Hill's mockery, but he had no intention of refuting it. He knew he was incompetent.
"And then? And then?" Lin Hao continued to ask with interest.
He knew that a small pirate group composed of humans could not possibly block the insectoid advance. There must have been other things involved.
Short skit:
Lin Hao: I feel like I don't have many days left to live, Father.
Gua zi: Why do you say that?
Lin Hao: Because they all kneel to me like this, I really can't stand it.