Marriage indefinitely

When Lu Zhengqing woke up again, the sky was already gray and it was about to dawn.

The seat next to me is empty.

Xiao... No, Xia Yu was standing by the window, he was lighting a cigarette and smoking.

The red light flickered on and off in the half-brightness.

"woke up?"

Xia Yu seemed to be very keen, and soon discovered the fact that he was awake.

"You're smoking." Lu Zhengqing said.

Xiao Lan never smoked.

"Yeah." Xia Yu snuffed out the cigarette on the mechanical arm that automatically appeared at hand, "It feels a little better this way."

"What's better?"

"It's nothing." Xia Yu said, "I remember correctly that you love this brand of cigarettes very much. There are some in the living room, and you can take them at any time."

"I quit." Lu Zhengqing said.

On the morning when Xiao Lan disappeared and they left Capital Star.

He quit smoking.

Xia Yu frowned in confusion.

"What will Master Yu plan for me next?" Lu Zhengqing asked him.

"Come to Changshui Garden to have breakfast with me at eight o'clock in the morning." Xia Yu replied, "Xia Zhiyi will arrange for you to prepare for the wedding."

He glanced at the time.

"Sleep a little longer." He said lightly, "Insufficient sleep can easily disturb your mood and affect your health."

A mechanical tentacle quietly appeared, lifted the quilt and covered Lu Zhengqing gently.

There was a slight smell in the air.

Before Lu Zhengqing realized what it was, he quickly fell into a dream again.

The fresh air system drained the air of China's smoky smell. Xia Yu stood by the bed for a while, as if he wanted to draw the outline of Lu Zhengqing. Finally, he reluctantly smelled the pheromone smell on his body before turning and leaving.

Passing through the bedroom, the living room, until he entered the living room in the courtyard, there were already a dozen servants waiting for him.

The maids cleaned and washed him, and changed out of last night's pajamas.

"Master..." Xia Zhiyi handed over a document, "Secretary Liao in the office wants to ask for this document."

Secretary Liao with small eyes stood behind Xia Zhiyi nervously, obsequious.

Xia Yu glanced casually: "Isn't this an agreement between me and Qingqing?"

"Yes." Xia Zhiyi replied respectfully and politely, "When Secretary Liao was filing the files, he found that some of the above clauses had not been modified, which caused some damage to you."

"What terms."

"About your entry into the Lu family...this agreement." Secretary Liao coughed, "Did the young master forget this when he revised the agreed marriage contract?"

Xia Yu looked at him strangely.

"Is there anything wrong?"

...what's wrong?

Secretary Liao looked at him in disbelief: "You are young master Xia Yu, the heir of the Xia family. You, you have a noble status, how can you join the Lu family."

"So what? Qingqing likes it." Xia Yu said seriously.

"...I don't understand." Secretary Liao said nervously again, "You revised the agreement, you bound your future with Mr. Lu. That's why."

Xia Yu pinched his forehead and frowned uncomfortablely: "Do I need to explain this? Because I am the only one who can make him happy. Why is it so annoying."

Secretary Liao wanted to say something more, but Xia Zhiyi stopped him.

Then Xia Zhiyi came up with a crystal tray.

A milky white potion was contained in the measuring cup on the tray.

Xia Yu stared at the medicine for a long time.

"The long-term connection with AI is not without side effects." Xia Zhiyi said, "Although the dna inhibitor will gradually synchronize your mental frequency with the cloud map, it can make you reject the artificial neuron It's not that big, and you'll feel better. It won't be that bad in tandem with Cloud Atlas."

"I'm not that uncomfortable yet." Xia Yu said, "Give me another cigarette."

The constant headache and tinnitus kept him from sleeping well.

Lu Zhengqing's pheromone greatly calmed his nerves.

"Conventional stimulants don't work. You know that very well."

"I have to remind young master that your performance is not good in this in-depth connection. At present, the Xia family is far behind the progress of other families. In addition to the sequelae caused by the brain resection operation you performed on your own, there is another reason That is..." Xia Zhiyi said again, "Although Yuntu is very fond of you, you have not really accepted and tolerated it... This should have a lot to do with your instinctive and strong resistance to it. Resisting Yuntu, it is easy to let The world of spiritual power completely collapsed... how bad that is, you don't know. You won't even be able to maintain independent consciousness at that time."

"Do you want to be the first successor to be swallowed by Yuntu?" Xia Zhiyi said, "What about Mr. Lu?"

Xia Yu was silent for a while, wanting to think about the interests in the middle. .

Finally he reluctantly picked up the measuring cup on the tray.

Drink the potion.

At the same time, on the sixth satellite of the capital, in a set of huge fortresses in the Han family mansion.

Through the narrow and cold metal passage, there is a huge heavy metal door at the end.

Han Bojian stood in front of the door, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"What did you say..." A metallic voice sounded in the room, "It failed again..."

"Yes, yes. Lu Zhengqing signed the resignation agreement. The Lu family no longer belongs to him. So we got nothing from Fang Jiaming." Han Bojian stammered.

"A space folding technology, is it so difficult to obtain?" Han Xiuping continued to ask him in this cold voice through the door panel, "Or are you tired of the relative treatment of your family over the years, and want to drop a position?" ?”

Han Bojian's face turned gray: "Master, I didn't mean that! It's because I'm not good at handling things. But everything related to Lu Zhengqing seems to be protected by someone. I, I can't get involved."

He paused, and asked in a flattering tone, "Should I, or should I look for another target..."

"Do you think it's so easy to find a technology that exists as an independent cloud image?" Han Xiuping's voice became colder, "I have only found two in the past 20 years. I must get back the space folding technology! I don't care what method you use! "

Han Bojian's face turned pale: "But we are the four great aristocratic families, do we still have to use any means?"

He waited for a while, but there was no sound from the door again.

So he bowed anxiously and left.

In the past ten years, no one has seen Han Xiuping. It seems that he never came out after entering this fully enclosed room...

Just behind the heavy metal door is a huge sink filled with countless pipes.

There was no body of Han Xiuping in it.

There is only one human brain.

It has a strange shape, and there are countless metal devices on it, which looks hideous and funny. Countless currents, information flows, and tentacles of the cloud map are intertwined with it.

Let it look like a deformed tumor.

Then a metallic male voice sounded.

"Idiot! Trash!" Han Xiuping's voice spread from an onomatopoeia next to the sink, "You can't trust anyone! You can't trust anyone."

"I can only rely on myself! I have to do it myself!"

It moved in the nutrient solution, and two tentacles protruded from the bottom of the brain, sliding in the liquid.

"Hee hee hee hee..." The brain let out a strange laugh.

The typo has not been corrected.Welcome to bug hunting.

You ask about the part in the middle?

It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not.

It doesn't matter.The plot is right on the line.