Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

"Hurry up, the ceremony is about to begin!"

"Oh my god, how dare I break in now, you didn't see His Highness' eyes just now."

"Tsk, it's no wonder... wait! You mean His Highness has come over!? No, they can't meet now."

"Hey, can that kind of outdated etiquette still control our willful prince, he has already forgotten all the things that stand in the way of him seeing the marshal earlier."

"Hey, it's justifiable, if I can marry Mr. Marshal... Ahhh, I can really rest in peace!"

"You can just dream, but in the future, as a princess, your lord will definitely come to the palace often. It is true that we will have more opportunities to serve you than before."

The two young girls stood at the door of the dormitory and chattered in a low voice, their voices were full of excitement, completely forgetting that the grand ceremony that was going to be held soon but the two protagonists were absent.

Starnet is about to blow up these days. First, about half a year ago, the Empire and the Federation suddenly jointly released the obituary of Marshal Qin Jue. When everyone was still wondering whether the high-level officials of the two countries were crazy at the same time or April Fool’s Day was rescheduled, the imperial family and the The Bundestag joined forces in a press conference at the highest level.

At the meeting, the leaders of the two countries all looked haggard-this is very unusual, even among the longest-lived group of people, no one can remember seeing their expressions so synchronized.

The silly and sweet people of the galaxy suddenly realized that something unusual seemed to have happened.

At that moment, the entire galaxy fell silent... Although they were at different times, even in the time zone in the middle of the night, the cities were brightly lit like never before.

Everyone staring at the live broadcast screen felt a kind of inexplicable fear. The hovering cars speeding on the street stopped one after another, and the space in front of the big screen in the square was densely packed.

It seems that only by being with other people in this way can they ease their mood a little.

After Anda sadly announced the previous news again, Puran V solemnly honored the Marshal of the Empire, completely concluding the matter.

If there is one sentence that can describe the mood of the people at that moment, it is probably "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, you must be lying to me!"

It seems that no one ever thought that the Marshal would leave—he was so powerful, so powerful that they could not imagine it. The people of the empire believed that their God of War would protect the motherland forever, and the citizens of the Federation could not help but fear him. Respecting him, it seems that as long as this man is still around, they will never worry about something too bad happening to them.

Now he's gone...Anda unreservedly narrates all the truth that can be told - he died to protect the entire galaxy.

His closest partner betrayed him, there is actually someone in this world who would betray him!Someone actually had the heart to hurt him!

At that moment, the anger that everyone gathered and had nowhere to vent, almost overwhelmed the most dazzling starlight in the middle of the galaxy.

But there was nothing they could do, what could they do, nothing.

The marshal's official funeral was scheduled for three weeks later, and the government had to strictly limit the flow of passengers on the Mausoleum Planet... People from the entire galaxy were desperately trying to squeeze in there.

The sun was shining brightly that day, and the planet was densely packed with people in white clothes, but such a huge crowd was so silent that it almost made people go crazy, only the strange sound of countless breaths and choked sobs could be heard, which made the scorching sun above the head change. Get weird.

Numerous celebrations were postponed during this period, and people voluntarily delayed their weddings, birthdays and all the most ordinary happiness, expressing mourning with meager strength.

This atmosphere lasted for a long time, until two months ago...

At the first large interstellar concert after the mourning period, the superstar who was the protagonist had just finished his opening speech, and then started to commemorate Marshal Qin. Appeared beside him out of thin air amidst the exclamation.

A figure in a white gown staggered from inside and rushed directly into Superstar's arms, the white shirt was still stained with a lot of blood.

Just after the audience was amazed that the posture of the idiot fans throwing down the idol was getting more and more strange, they saw the superstar suddenly froze into a stone sculpture, shaking his hands, exposing the face of the person in his arms under the spotlight.

!!!

Let go of that marshal and let me come! ! !

At that moment, the hundreds of millions of viewers were absolutely dumbfounded. Although the imperial government rushed to the scene to pick up their marshal, they couldn't stop the fanatical audience from spreading the news to every corner of the galaxy in an instant.

Of course, this is a good thing. Except that the two countries accidentally slapped everyone once, there is actually nothing to hide.

However, explosive events happened one after another. On the second day, the marshal who had just woken up appeared at the press conference together with the prince of the empire.

—announced their marriage together.

The people said: Take it easy and do whatever you like, begging to let our fragile hearts go!

What to do, the marshal is not dead but the marshal is about to get married, hesitating between jumping for joy and crying on his knees...

And then... this day finally came. After all, the marshal's wedding did not attract more attention than his "funeral". Many heartbroken boys and girls said that they refused to watch the newlyweds abuse their dogs.

Qin Jue and Ian finally regained their senses - they raced against time and rushed into the auditorium at the last minute before the wedding. At this time, the face of the emperor and empress sitting at the top had already started to turn blue.

Marshal's father, Ma Ma, was sitting next to the emperor and his wife. The seat was slightly lower, but it was still roughly at the same level.

The master of ceremonies wiped the sweat off his brow, and quickly signaled the unreliable couple to stand in a suitable position.

It was rare for Qin Jue not to wear his military uniform today, but changed into a white formal suit, with his long hair tied into a ponytail, looking very suave and suave.

Ian was wearing a black suit, his blond hair was combed up, revealing a smooth forehead, and he looked very good standing beside him.

The master of ceremonies put on a professional smile, and first asked Ian: "Your Excellency Ian Agnes, Cernasis, and Bokwoodplum, are you willing to be a partner with Mr. Qin Jue, whether in good times or bad times, rich or poor? Will poverty, health or disease, joy or sorrow, always love him, cherish him, and be true to him forever and ever?"

Ian smiled slightly and said loudly, "I am willing!"

Qin Jue stared at him with a half-smile and shrugged slightly.

This is his turn.

"Mr. Qin Jue," the master of ceremonies forced himself to behave naturally in the face of today's rare Marshal who was not cold-faced: "You are willing to form a partner with Mr. Ian Agnes Cernasis Boxwood Plane, no matter the adversity Or will adversity, wealth or poverty, health or sickness, joy or sorrow, always love him, cherish him, and be true to him forever and ever?"

Qin Jue provoked a smile, and also replied without hesitation: "I am willing."

The master of ceremonies smiled and asked them to exchange wedding rings, and then the old god said: "You can kiss each other now."

There was a sudden commotion in the silent auditorium just now. The people watching the ceremony seemed to want to overturn the exquisitely carved roof with the sound waves. They didn't care about the wedding etiquette at all, as if they were in some kind of carnival.

Well, they may not have no intention of adding to the chaos.

Qin Jue looked slightly in the direction of his parents from the corner of his eyes, and sure enough, he saw his father and His Majesty the Empress wiping the corners of their eyes quietly and reservedly. His Majesty the Emperor looked very relieved, and was smiling heartily with his mother.

On the other side, the younger sister who was in the crowd waved violently at him. Standing next to him were the partners of Luo Jia back then. The group of young people completely abandoned their old restraint and burned their youthful enthusiasm wantonly.

The teammates who fought together in the Cosmos Alliance Challenge still maintained the aristocratic demeanor of adults. They were all people of status, and the seats they were assigned were very close to the stage. His hair was circling briskly on his fingertips, Anda sat beside him impatiently, Master Marshall and his fellow soul masters laughed and applauded together, while Tang Ju sat by himself, watching them smile faintly .

Unfortunately, only Rand is not here.

When he thought of this, he froze for a moment - thinking of that former best friend, he still couldn't help feeling a little heartache.

They undoubtedly have no chance to become friends again, which makes him very regretful... After all, no matter whether it is true or not, it is very difficult for him to find such a person who can give the most pure and strong emotions.

He wasn't heartless either. After settling down, he would certainly think about that too-smooth escape, and he couldn't find any other explanations except for Rand's silent release.

Maybe he never misjudged anyone, but he was just unlucky and happened to miss it.

In fact, he is still a little worried about Rand—no matter what his status is, it may be difficult to explain why he is so passive and sabotage in hunting himself down, but that is not something he is capable of solving at this stage, so he has no choice but to keep his worries silent. Buried in the bottom of my heart.

In short...it won't hurt your muscles and bones.

Sigh... what time is it now, my marshal, there is no one else with this fugue-like skill except you.

However, now that Qin Jue was distracted, someone was watching him, and Ian silently sighed at his lover who was in front of him, who was not knowing where his thoughts were going at this critical moment, and simply took action and pulled him into his arms.

"I'm really convinced of you..." He muttered with a smile, and gently covered the two thin and beautiful lips with a kiss.

Qin Jue came back to his senses, smiled embarrassingly, hugged him too, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

What to do with so many thoughts, what he should do most now, isn't it to enjoy the present happiness?

As I said before, if he can have a lover, he will do his best to meet him.

Even if he will cross the vast galaxy, no matter how many difficult searches, nothing will make him give up.

He will love that person as much as he loves his own country.