If possible, Qin Jue didn't want to have dinner with Her Majesty the Queen.

He has never liked getting along with the two His Majesties, not to mention, now that Ian is back, he will definitely meet him when he goes to the palace.

The queen's meaning was very clear, she just wanted to introduce him to Ian. The little prince of the empire had never spoken directly to the marshal he admired.

However, it was really embarrassing, he didn't know if the other party would recognize him, as long as he thought of this possibility, he felt uncomfortable all over.

In contrast, even the talks with the elders' house were not so unbearable.

But looking at Rand's expression, it seemed impossible for him to decline the invitation.

So the marshal could only bow his head and give in.

The scheduled dinner time soon arrived, and at 6:[-] that evening, the marshal's suspension vehicle stopped at the gate of the palace on time.

The climate of the entire planet of Imperial City is very mild and has four distinct seasons. Now this time is the time when the snowflakes are just falling, but it will not make people feel bitterly cold.

The guards at the gate of the palace stood upright, dressed in beautiful guard uniforms, and even their appearances were carefully selected standard handsome.

However, these model soldiers couldn't help showing excitement when they saw the iconic hover vehicle driving towards them.

Everyone knew that it was Marshal Qin's car.

Qin Jue's prestige in the empire was extremely high, especially in the hearts of the soldiers—even the guards belonging to the royal forces—he was worshiped as a god.

The hover car came to a steady stop.

A guard stepped forward respectfully, opened the car door with a white gloved hand, and made a "please" gesture.

When that man appeared, everyone in front of the palace seemed to hold their breath for a moment.

Because it was not a formal dinner, he did not wear a military uniform, but a simple pure white windbreaker.The windbreaker was cut beautifully, reflecting every line of his body properly, and miraculously softening the Marshal's icy temperament.

Still compellingly handsome, still inhumanly majestic, but today's marshal seems to have some inexplicable things.

Qin Jue nodded to the guard who helped him pull the car door, and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Until his figure disappeared, those guards seemed to have just recovered from their senses, looking at each other's expressions.

"Oh my god, the marshal is still so handsome that he can't breathe!"

"The marshal looks much gentler today, but I think he's stronger than before."

"Yes, yes, it seems that the Marshal has undergone some wonderful changes... Uh, I can't say it, I just feel..."

"—I think he is more admirable."

"exactly!"

Qin Jue couldn't hear these discussions. If he could hear them, he might have to praise the sharpness of the guards.

In fact, temperament and other mysterious and mysterious things are closely related to personal strength.

In the past, his majesty was also accumulated step by step.With the improvement of his strength, until he became the number one master, coupled with the indifference that Rand made him show, Marshal Qin Jue is a traditional model of a military god in the hearts of ordinary people.

When his prestige was at its peak, few ministers in the court dared to look up to him for a long time.

...But the fanboys and girls don't care about this, the air-conditioning has been weakened a lot through the optical fiber transmission, and they are regarded as another proof of "male gods are cool and domineering".

But Qin Jue's situation is different now.

First of all, his current strength is only level [-] and rank [-] - but the strength of an ordinary top-notch master. Although this kind of person is not a big one in the army, he has seen a lot of elite guards.

And most importantly, now he is a therapist.

As we all know, therapists are a group of mild-mannered and elegant-spoken guys—this is not only due to their own personalities, but also due to the energy of their cultivation.

Healing dark energy is different from other energies. The meaning of their existence is to heal the pain of others and relieve the pain of soldiers. , the therapists all have an aura that makes people feel close.

In fact, it's not just therapists, the energy of each practice direction will have more or less influence on the practitioners... I really don't know that after Qin Jue's gene is unlocked, the gentleness of the healing department and the control of the control department will be mixed together. What a strange temperament.

The guards guarding the gate didn't know these things. In their eyes, the Marshal, who was cold and sharp, seemed more unfathomable than before.

In the evening, the palace is brightly lit, and the beautiful courtyard is illuminated as brightly as day.Qin Jue rejected the leap passage leading directly to the restaurant, and prepared to walk through the garden all the way by himself.

Anyway, it was still early for the appointed time, and he would rather appreciate the thin snowflakes in winter than sitting in the dining room on a shelf.

The Pulan Empire has been the ruler of this star field for a long time. The Pulan family even established their capital here before establishing an empire, so the design style of the garden is quite ancient.

The tall trees have lost their leaves, but they don't look thin and strange, but exude a knight-like upright loyalty. There is a layer of snowflakes on the branches, and the contrast between white and black is not very sharp, but rather poetic.

Qin Jue walked slowly, admiring the scenery on the left and right leisurely.

He had preferred the layout of the garden before, and after leaving for a year, he really missed it.

Just walking slowly, half an hour later, he still arrived at the restaurant on time.

"Master Marshal." The waiter saluted him respectfully, and then pulled open the heavy carved door with all his strength.

——No matter how far the technology has developed, these nobles still prefer to enjoy the expensive labor of their compatriots rather than the more convenient and fast technological civilization.

Qin Jue shook his head at this style, and walked in expressionlessly.

Almost at the same time as he stepped into the dining room, the graceful and beautiful Queen appeared from another door together with the prince.

Qin Jue paused, raised his right hand and gave a knightly salute: "I wish you well, Your Majesty."

"You are very polite," the queen said gently, "I know the marshal is busy with his duties, so if you can do it, Amelie is very grateful."

Qin Jue was surprised by her approachable attitude, and then perfectly concealed that trace of fluctuation under the mask.

They sat down at the long table, and the waiter began to serve the exquisite dinner like water.

This meeting is actually more similar to a family banquet, and everyone doesn't have to be as formal as in a formal occasion.

However, Qin Jue thought that he didn't have a deep relationship with the empress who lives in a simple way, so she was really confused about her intention to invite him to dinner tonight.

But doubts were quickly resolved.

"Marshal, this is my son Ian Pullan. He has always wanted to see you, and now he has just returned from studying in Luojia, and I can't help him begging many times." Queen Amelie smiled and pointed to Ian who was sitting opposite , "You don't know how much the prince admires you. His room is still full of your projected posters."

Ian: "..." No, why does this sound like a brainless idiot, the male god won't be angry, right?

Qin Jue tilted his head slightly, and met Ian Hai's blue eyes: "Oh? Thank you for your highness's wrong love." Of course I know how much he admires him - hearing my name for the past year has made my ears feel cocoons. !

He didn't expect to meet Ian with his true colors so soon. Before, he was a little worried that the other party would see a familiar shadow from him, but now seeing this standard fan who is obviously shy and has wandering eyes, he just Know there is no need to worry.

snort!I know you still prefer Marshal!You agreed to only like me, you heartless heartless man!

it's useless!Your arrogant and domineering nature was exposed the first time we met, even if you pretend to be a lamb now, it still can't change the fact that you wanted to kill me when we first met!

The marshal's resentment materialized as soon as he couldn't control it. In view of his current identity and aura, the poor Ian on the other side shivered visibly to the naked eye.

The blond little prince stammered, "Qin... Marshal Qin?" qaq He was really angry!

Qin Jue came back to his senses and withdrew his gaze.

The handsome young man with an indifferent expression lowered his head slightly, his beautiful phoenix eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, which concealed the sharpness in them, and a few strands of his high-bundled hair were scattered on both sides of his cheeks, matching the pale color There was something magically subdued about her clothes.

Ian stared at him steadfastly, holding his breath for this too foul appearance.

God, the live version and the holographic projection are so different!Those merchants who guarantee 100% restoration are deceiving consumers!

He looked away in a panic, thinking of Qin Luo inexplicably.

His mood suddenly calmed down, and his heart was filled with a faint tenderness.

The mood of being in love is always different, no matter when I think of him, I will be very happy, and I won't even care too much about other people.

A male god is a male god, and a lover is a lover, and Ian is very clear about this.

The marshal's striking features were inevitable, but of course, that was all.

Qin Jue keenly noticed the change in the mood of the opposite person. Although he was puzzled, he felt a little better after all.

Alas, it's enough for me to be jealous with myself.

He was a little uncomfortable with his own tasteless reaction, so he tried to make amends: "What kind of mech master is Your Highness? Have you thought about the way to go in the future?"

Ian barely restrained his excitement because of "Ahhh he talked to me", and tried his best to calm down: "I practice combat control direction, and I will trouble you to give me advice from now on."

Qin Jue nodded: "The control system is not easy to cultivate. Your Highness has cultivated to the peak of the sixth level at this age, and the talent is pretty good."

It is more than good, I am afraid that there is no second generation of young people who can do this.

However, given that it was Marshal Qin who said this, "good talent" is already a very high compliment.

The little prince, who was praised by the male god, was very happy. He hit the rails while it was hot: "My companions and I have decided to participate in this future Mecha Master Competition, and we will join the army together later."

Although the aristocratic children have different positions, it is a common practice for most young people with real strength to use the military department as the starting point for their resumes. Qin Jue knew this, so he was not surprised.

He still seemed uninterested and did not move a chopstick to the food in front of him.

Well, it's going to have to be some shitty dinner, or Rand will make a lot of delicious things at home.

Why can't these palace chefs make the taste they like? This is also evil.

Ian blinked, always feeling a little familiar with this expression.

Qin Jue simply didn't touch the fork, anyway, the queen knew very well about his habit of not eating outside food, so she probably wouldn't blame him for it.

—Of course, even if he blames it, it's nothing to him.

Tsk, the marshal seems to have forgotten, it doesn't seem so wise to show off in front of the future mother-in-law~

He raised his head and showed a standard smile that was not at all sincere to His Royal Highness: "Then, I wish you good results in the competition. The military department sincerely looks forward to your arrival."

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