Interstellar Rebirth: The Admiral’s Wife is Good and Wild

The little girl sat aside obediently, neither happy nor sad.

Everyone couldn't help but look strange.

No!

How can you sit still?

You were almost killed by a mentally violent SSS-level warrior!

Shouldn't you be frightened?

Or if the enemy is killed, you can gloat over it.

Qu Tong didn't know what everyone was thinking, so he lowered his head and replied to the message.

"You go back first. I have some things to deal with. I'll be back later." A deep voice sounded in her ears, and Si Yuting came behind her without her knowing.

Qu Tong nodded, thinking that he should have experienced all these troubles himself.

After returning, Qu Tong asked Butler Chi about the news about the new emperor Si Xian.

Butler Chi naturally told everyone he knew everything, including what should and shouldn't be said.

If she hadn't seen him suddenly today, she wouldn't have remembered that there was an abdicated emperor in the royal family.

Si Xian’s relationship with the Emperor and Empress and Si Yuting was not very good, so much so that she had never seen them since she got married.

The main reason is probably related to the previous queen.

Lan Jianghong's cousin can only be regarded as Si Xian's favorite concubine, not Si Chen's biological mother.

Si Xian abdicated 13 years ago, which was the second year when Si Yuting was promoted to major general.

Although he abdicated, some old men in the National Assembly were still his eyes and ears, and he was in charge of the gene bank of the Canaan Empire.

Qu Tong thought that some unexpected situations would happen today, but nothing happened, which made her feel a little suspicious.

*

On the other side, in a private hospital in the capital star.

Several important members of the Lan family are here, the only exception is the square-faced man standing in the corner.

The man was dressed in dark blue, a combination between military uniform and casual wear. He was tall and had a restrained aura. At the moment, there was no expression on his square face, which formed a sharp contrast with the pain and depression of the Lan family.

But no one would say anything to him because he was not a member of the Lan family.

Lan Xingrui's body was brought back and two doctors in white coats were examining him.

"Xingrui has special-grade medicine on him, so how could he fall into a mental turmoil so easily?" Although Lan Jianghong had read the test report issued by the Central Hospital, he still didn't quite believe it.

He knew that Xing Rui wanted to kill Qu Tong, but Qu Tong only had an SS-level and an S-level person by his side at the time, whose true strength was not even worthy of his grandson being exposed, so how could he possibly have a mental riot?

He did suspect that Si Yuting had forced Lan Xingye into a mental riot, but the camera records of Si Yuting's mecha contradicted the time when the residents realized that the building was destroyed by mental power.

So it is necessary to have someone check it in detail in person.

However, disappointingly, the result was the same as that issued by the police.

After more than a day of adjustment, Lan Weiying has calmed down.

She had a strange feeling from the moment she saw her eldest brother's body, until she finally understood after receiving the report.

"The fatal injury is the broken sword in the chest that pierced the heart. Big brother doesn't have any lightning power left."

Mental power can mobilize supernatural powers, or it can be used directly. Si Yuting is truly the strongest fighter in the empire. There is no doubt that he can defeat Lan Xingrui in a riot with just mental power, but this is obviously not in line with his habits.

After Lan Weiying's reminder, others also thought of it.

But even though it didn't conform, after a group of people discussed it, there was no other reasonable explanation.

Maybe Si Yuting acted on impulse and didn't want to use his mental power, so he just picked up a broken sword and killed the man.

"Marshal, thank you for escorting us back. The king still needs you. I have to take care of some household chores next, so I won't keep you any longer." Lan Jianghong respectfully clasped his fists to the silent man beside him.

The man nodded slightly and stretched out his hand to stop Lan Yuanhui who was about to get up: "No need to see me off."

Lan Yuanhui received his father's gaze and sat back down.

After everyone left, Lan Jianghong brought up the topic again: "Xiaoying, what did you say about the prince's wife threatening you?"

He did not go to the scene but was summoned directly to the palace. He only listened to the description of the crime provided by the police and Xiaoying's speech in court, and did not have time to ask any detailed questions.

Lan Weiying recalled the flash of cold smile in Qu Tong's eyes when he said that, and was shocked but also amused.

"Nothing. She said she wanted to attack me. She had her back to everyone and she mouthed the words." Lan Weiying did not hide anything.

"What qualifications does she have to say that? If it weren't for Si Yuting, she would never be able to compare to our Xiaoying." Lan Yuanhui clenched his fists angrily.

Lan Weiying pursed her lips and said nothing when she heard this.

Lan Jianghong saw all of this and warned Lan Weiying seriously, "Now that it has come to this, put all your previous thoughts aside."

He had known for a long time that his granddaughter admired Si Yuting, and he even supported her.

Si Yuting is young and promising, with strong financial background. If they can form an alliance, he will surely help the Lan family to become more prosperous.

Even if Si Yuting's fertility value is zero, it doesn't matter. The Lan family has many side branches, and there are three direct descendants in this area, so they don't need this one.

But Si Yuting already had an engagement arranged by the previous generation, and he couldn't bring himself to interfere, so Xiaoying could only fight for it on her own.

Even after getting married, his thoughts did not change. He could get divorced, and in his eyes, no one was more valuable than him in a second marriage.

But now, no matter how valuable it is, it is impossible.

"I understand, Grandpa." Lan Weiying didn't struggle.

How could she still have hope for him after the death of her eldest brother?

Lan Jianghong was very satisfied with Lan Weiying's decisiveness. She was worthy of being the heir of the Lan family who he had personally taught.

But when I think about the business matters of the past few days, I start to have a headache again.

Outside the ward, the man who should have left long ago, leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on one spot as if he was thinking about something.

There were footsteps at the other end of the corridor before the man stood up and disappeared through the doorway.

It was one of the doctors who just examined me.

It was evening, and the doctor changed out of his work clothes and prepared to go home.

Just as he walked out of the hospital, he felt a pain at the back of his head, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

He was dragged away like a dead dog.

*

Si Yuting was busy until very late and came home. When he was about to go back to his room to continue working, his young wife came over.

Sitting on his lap.

Si Yuting didn't look at her. He just put his hand around the outside, circled her in the middle, and continued with his work.

“Click—”

The belt buckle is loose.

Si Yuting stopped typing on the keyboard.

Qu Tong lowered his head, looking very bored, and buttoned it up with a "click".

Then unbuttoned and buttoned again.

The crisp sound was particularly obvious and even provocative in the quiet room.

"Is it fun?"

A low, hoarse voice sounded from above my head.

"No..." Qu Tong just raised his head and his lips were sealed tightly.

With a smile in her eyes, she supported herself on Si Yuting's chest and moved away slightly, with their lips only half a centimeter apart.

"Your Highness is not working anymore?"

Si Yuting's eyes were dark: "Ali's invitation is so obvious, how can I not accept it?"

"Ah."