An interstellar grandma

Chapter 22:

Gangzhen, although our Queen does not intervene too much in the matter of the object of our children's smashing, but the bottom of my heart can't help breaking an old heart.

Although my own child, as the national male god recognized by the whole empire, shouldn't have to worry about such problems, but in fact, the character of who doesn't know who he followed is really worrying.

——Those who raise their son always hope that their son will go out to court cabbage earlier, okay?

But even if the cabbage in his house is pushed up by itself, it can automatically light up the cooling function, either it will make people shy away from the cold, or the good cabbage will end up boiled into wilted cabbage.

This is not to mention sending cabbage to people on their own initiative. If you can leave alive after doing this kind of thing, it is really the rhythm of saving the entire universe in your previous life.

Although His Majesty the Emperor gloated and let his disobedient little bastard let himself go, the worried His Majesty the Empress continued to worry after giving him a critical blow to the back of the head.

——Really, do your job well and don’t be a maverick?

And if this kind of thing is said, no one will believe it, okay? ——'The national male god's emotional problems are worrying, and he may die alone'. This news headline is probably the rhythm of his own breaking the news in the newspaper, and it will be regarded as a joke.

——Well, and then people were surprised that a certain crown prince actually had the skill and equipment of 'joking', and finally made the headlines...

so tired.

And be angry, even if you are angry, you still have to keep smiling...

Her Royal Highness, who is worth max, really wants to apply for it. Can you let him resign from the position of 'His Royal Highness's father'?

But no matter how misty-eyed he was on the video call, he couldn't ignore his son's serious and existential voice.

"I'm getting married, Dad."

Zong Jinyu repeated what he had just said, and at the same time crossed his fingers on the table and leaned forward slightly. Meng Hanzhou—that is, Her Majesty the Queen, who was extremely tired, looked at his son's neatly dressed military uniform, with a gentle expression. The smile is slightly helpless.

Looking at this rigorous posture, I don't know who I learned from. The posture of saying that I want to marry a daughter-in-law is like starting a very serious high-level negotiation.

However, after finally catching Zong Jinyu's idea of ​​going out and procuring cabbage on his own initiative, Meng Hanzhou became a little more serious, sorted out his thoughts and roughly started to ask.

Zong Jinyu has always had an idea that can be manifested since he was a child. He is not at all worried that this son will suddenly pop up the word "whim" that basically does not exist in his life dictionary--under the impulse of the moment, and It is rare to be able to repeat a sentence twice to see how serious he is.

"What's the name of that kid you saw?"

Zong Jinyu's gaze paused slightly on the terminal board at hand, and then closed his eyes.

"..."

"...Then, do you know how old the other party is?"

"..."

"...Yu Yu, you should know the gender, right?"

"male."

When asked a question that he could finally answer, Zong Jinyu turned his attention to his father again, and answered very neatly.

Meng Hanzhou sighed with his hands on his forehead. Should he be thankful that his son at least knows what kind of physical structure the other party has?

——To be honest, if Zong Jinyu couldn't answer the question just now, he would have already thought about the next question and go directly to the species aspect.

"How long have you been dating? Why is the basic information so vague?"

"..."

Zong Jinyu's eyes flickered, and he turned slightly to the side.

Although he cherished words like gold too much, after all, he was the son he had raised for so many years. Seeing this kind of reaction, Meng Hanzhou, who had a deep understanding of his son's attributes, suddenly had a bad feeling in Meng Hanzhou's eyes.

"Yu Yu, tell the truth directly."

"...How many times have you met the person you're talking about?"

"three times."

--very good.

Meng Hanzhou took a deep breath and felt his temples hurt even more. He felt that he could take back some of the above remarks, such as the one about the 'whim' that basically didn't exist.

Basically non-existent but not completely non-existent. In fact, this thing will suddenly come out without a little bit of defense to show its presence.

So to sum up the current situation, the straightforward explanation is-his son fell in love with a person, and the rest is unknown except for the gender, and now, he wants to marry that 'stranger' who can be attributed to innocence ...And the person his son has a crush on probably doesn't know about it. In the worst case, he might not even know about Zong Jinyu's existence, right? !

Although the facts are not that bad, but after a series of terrorist acts such as his son secretly following others, peeping, etc., Meng Hanzhou suddenly felt that Zong Jinyu's face on the terminal screen suddenly couldn't bear to look directly at him. He turned his head silently.

Thinking about it this way... I accidentally felt that my son's character design seemed to be a little OOC rhythm. Meng Hanzhou, who was hit by a series of violent attacks, suddenly began to feel sorry for the cabbage that his son insisted on beating. I don't know whose child is so Poor, it's so good that his family took a fancy to it.

"However, even if this is the case, you haven't met someone who doesn't know any information a few times. Why did you fall in love with it?" Meng Hanzhou, who had fully understood from the previous conversation that any questions he asked would be for nothing, changed the direction of the question. Rather than worrying about his future daughter-in-law, whose son doesn't even know the specific information, he might as well understand the emotional circuit in his son's brain.

Zong Jinyu's eyes fell on the terminal placed aside again, his eyes lowered as if he was sorting out his words, after a moment of silence, he looked at his father seriously.

"I like him."

Startled by his straightforward answer, seeing Zong Jinyu's very serious eyes on the screen, Meng Hanzhou finally showed an extremely warm smile.

"It's enough that you like it."

"When you come back, I hope you'd better bring him back to show us, and I'll tell your father."

"Thank you dad."

After explaining a few more words to Zong Jinyu, Meng Hanzhou said goodbye to his son and then turned off the communication. The virtual screen of the terminal flickered twice and then disappeared into the air, thinking about what he just said to his son, Meng Hanzhou held on Chin stared out of the window in a daze.

When Zong Qi came to the study, what he saw was Meng Hanzhou sitting in front of the window, slightly lost in thought.

"Han Zhou, what are you thinking?"

Putting a specially brought cup of coffee on the table, Zong Qi leaned over and kissed Meng Hanzhou's hair.

Meng Hanzhou was a little itchy by his actions, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and his smile became more obvious, "Is the meeting over?"

"Hmm." Pulled by Meng Hanzhou to sit down, Zong Qi took his cup of coffee and took a sip before looking at him, "Why were you in a daze just now?"

"Yu Yu just had a video chat with me." Meng Hanzhou sighed slightly, and took a sip of his coffee.

"He said he was getting married."

"?!"

Zong Qi's hand holding the cup shook violently. His Majesty the Emperor, who was quite frightened by the explosive news of his lover, although he did not lose his composure, did something like throwing the liquid in his mouth back into the air indecently. Moved, but covered his mouth with his hand a little unnaturally.

"what happened?"

“……… Burning my tongue. qaq”

Seeing his lover's appearance like this, Meng Hanzhou couldn't hold back a chuckle, "How old are you, and you're still so reckless."

Zong Qi slightly opened his mouth to dry his miserable tongue, and snorted, "I know that brat won't make people worry, so I'll let you go."

"What about the cabbage he didn't say?"

Meng Hanzhou, who was full of green vegetables, patted Zong Qi and asked him to call him a more appropriate name. Is it really good to compare the future daughter-in-law to a green plant?But he still has to say some things that should be told to Zong Qi - after all, he can't keep laughing alone :).

After repeating the previous conversation with his son and the result, Meng Hanzhou was not surprised to see His Majesty the Emperor who was also silent.

"This bastard... who did he inherit from?"

Zong Qi, who was suffering from a headache, put his head on Meng Hanzhou's shoulder and waved his hand after thinking for a moment, "Han Zhou, what do you think?"

"Yu Yu has always been very assertive. Since he has voluntarily admitted it, it's not just a momentary fever." Meng Hanzhou pressed Zong Qi's temple skillfully and naturally, and then chuckled as if he remembered something, "And I can't help it." Not to mention, Yu Yu, who is hotheaded, is also quite hard to imagine."

"Let him go."

Zong Qi pulled Meng Hanzhou's hand down, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and then couldn't help laughing, "I still remember when my son was a child... well, that is, when he was seven or eight years old. My child has a pet or something, and then I went to ask, and he just said 'hmm' with a straight face, but three days later, after going out for field training, he dragged a nearly adult lion back."

Of course, the almost grown-up white lion that frightened people so much at the time is now Layton who is now being raised safely under Zong Jinyu's hands.

Probably because Zong Qi reminded him of the situation back then, Meng Hanzhou laughed, "Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so long. I hope Yu Yu will not use such a blunt and rude method to treat his future daughter-in-law Just grab the kiss and come back."

Zong Qi raised his eyebrows, and when Meng Hanzhou didn't react, he pushed him directly onto the sofa, and his voice was faint and ambiguous in his ear, "Your son is growing up, and you still worry so much? Huh?"

Meng Hanzhou didn't think about that for a while, he just felt his lover's blowing itchy around his ears, so he couldn't help pushing him, laughing and struggling to get up.

"Don't make trouble, I have to help Yu Yu prepare for the wedding."

"...There is nothing left in the horoscope, are you really so sure that you will bring your son back when he can come back?"

"That's not the same." Meng Hanzhou clenched his fists, and his eyes sparkled, which didn't match his usual warm feeling.

"Yu Yu managed to get the cabbage on his mind. Although it may be a little pitiful for Yu Yu to be the daughter-in-law in the future, she must not let the cabbage in her mouth fly away. Naturally, she must make plans early."

"........."

"Ah Qi asked me to get up...uh!...well, what are you doing?"

Letting go of his panting lover, Zong Qi got up and pulled his neat tie away fiercely, then smiled slightly, "Sure enough, using hints to divert your attention from your son is such a stupid way, or It’s more practical and effective this way.”

The room in the study is ambiguous. Outside the study, silently helping the two masters lock the door, the two terminal butlers who have hidden their merits and fame stood outside the door and stared at each other for a long time, and finally squatted on the ground and looked up at the sky. .

Although the two masters didn't understand who the character of His Highness the Crown Prince was inherited from, they, the melon-eaters who were watching, could definitely pat their chests and assure that His Highness the Crown Prince was definitely inherited from the two of them.

At least the invisible deception attribute like Her Royal Highness is absolutely impossible to escape.

For the unknown but almost certain future Crown Princess, two loyal butlers silently lit a candle for him.