glory [rebirth]

Jiang Yao’s desk still had the notice of withdrawal from school. Mu Qingtong himself didn’t know about it. He asked the housekeeper to pay attention to today’s media trends. There was no media tendency to target the royal family. This makes him more satisfied.In the early stage, he had already vaccinated the heads of the major media, so the deputy minister's operation this time was also very smooth.

Mu Qingtong's student status is at Tukas Military Academy. It is not surprising that he was admitted to the hospital due to a miscarriage. However, it is not normal for the school to discuss this result so quickly.

Except for Rosen, everyone in Tukas Military Academy could be Hermann, and Mario's eagerness to send this news just proved this point.

Jiang Yao meditated without saying a word, and after a while, he picked up the communicator on the table and sent a message to Lawson.

[Jiang Yao: Are there any minutes of this morning's meeting? 】

[Lawson: There are text and audio, Your Highness. 】

[Jiang Yao: Send them all to me. 】

[Lawson: Yes, Your Highness. 】

Mu Qingtong probably didn't know that he was expelled from school... Jiang Yao crossed his legs and put his fingers on his chin, thinking.

But should Mu Qingtong realize it now?He couldn't be sure.Except for the emotional aspect, Mu Qingtong is very sensitive to everything. Before doing something, he will think about all possible consequences in advance, and then think about the corresponding solution.

Was this also within his expectations?

Today he got angry in the hospital, and he slammed the door without listening to Mu Qingtong's words...

I don't know if Mu Qingtong is asleep now?

Jiang Yao took the communicator and wanted to ask the guards, but he hesitated and did not dial the number. Even though several hours had passed, he still couldn't calm down his anger.

He couldn't tolerate Mu Qingtong putting himself in danger again.

"Your Highness." The butler knocked lightly on the door twice, and the half-hidden door was opened a little, "It's time to go to the military headquarters for a meeting."

Jiang Yao came back to his senses. What is more urgent than Mu Qingtong's matter is that he has to hand over the military command in advance.

"En." Jiang Yao responded, stood up and tugged at the corner of his clothes, made the general uniform straight, then put on the military cap, walked over and said to the housekeeper, "Let's go."

At present, Jiang Yao has the ownership of the Thorn Legion, but the remaining three major corps have not handed over the highest command, including the most powerful black swan.

Tonight he's going head-to-head with Hermann.

hospital.

"You, you, let me go!" Schwartz was so embarrassed that he pushed Damian away with his face flushed, "What, what are you doing..."

"Kiss you." Damian said frankly.

"You, you're all awake, I, I'm going back to the monitoring room! The chicken feathers are still in there, I, I have to take his place." Schwartz wanted to be angry, but he was more embarrassed , he didn’t dare to look into Damian’s eyes, and didn’t know what to say next.

As long as he saw Damian, he would think of the scene of their kiss just now, and then he couldn't help recalling that touch...

Damian's whole body was hard as hell, but his lips were extremely soft.

It turns out that kissing is like this feeling, soft, wet, scratching makes my heart very itchy...

Schwartz covered his face with his hands, not knowing what to do.

"Do you have to guard it yourself?" Damian asked.

Schwartz lowered his head, and replied hesitantly: "A-actually, there is no need...I, I just go to the monitoring room when the boss comes, and I'm not responsible for the rest...Oh, right, I have to take care of the monitoring room. Return the communicator to you."

"Irmo gave it to you?" Damian pulled Schwartz back and sat down, motioned him to put the communicator on the table, paused for a while, and said strangely, "Why didn't I get through when I called you yesterday?" ?”

"Oh, it wasn't yesterday..." Schwartz was obviously more nervous than before when he answered this question, "I, I sent it for repair."

"Both the bracelet and the communicator are broken?" Damian frowned.

"No, it's not..." Schwartz said coyly, "It's just routine maintenance, so it's shut down, sorry..."

Damian didn't speak, just stared at his hair for a while.

Schwartz lowered his head and added in a low voice: "Really..."

"Yeah." Damian didn't say anything, just said, "If you have something to do, go and do it first. I'm fine here alone. If necessary, I will call the nurse myself. There is information outside the door. from the Ministry, right?"

"I, I'm not busy..." Schwartz muttered.

"Then you accompany me?" Damian asked with a smile.

Schwartz didn't answer, and changed the topic: "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten since last night, right now?"

Damian's expression was unnatural for a moment, but he still nodded and said, "I'm really hungry."

"What do you want, what do you want to eat? I'll go down and buy it for you..." Schwartz said, and suddenly said, "I, I'd better ask the doctor."

"Anything that isn't greasy should be fine."

"I'll ask……"

Damian watched Schwartz go out reluctantly, and blew him a kiss, and Schwartz glared at him.

After Schwartz left, Damian took the communicator and entered a series of numbers.

"Hello? Mom, it's me..." Damian cleared his throat, "Hey, I've got a cold, that's why my voice is like this. Well, I took the medicine, don't worry... I've been sick for a while... Follow His Highness the Crown Prince, um, I'm done with my work, I can go home after the holiday...Did you sleep yet..."

Schwartz faintly heard Damian's phone call at the door. He sniffed and put his cold fingers on his eyes for a while, letting the eyelids cool down a little before running to the doctor.

Inpatient Department of the Third Hospital, third floor.

Mu Qingtong stared blankly at the ceiling, blinked her eyes from time to time, moved her lips occasionally, as if she was thinking about important issues.

Then he looked out the window, the window was not closed, and because the floor was too low, he could only see a corner of the hospital, and the range of sight was very narrow, which somehow made people feel depressed.

He withdrew his gaze, touched his lower abdomen, and frowned.

Another layer.

"You came back so soon?" Damian asked in surprise.

"I just bought it below..." Schwartz walked in with a small round lunch box.

"What did you buy?" Damian asked.

"There is a porridge shop downstairs, so I bought preserved eggs and lean meat porridge with preserved eggs, that's the name, Qingtong made it for me, and I think it's quite delicious." Schwartz said.

Schwartz put the lunch box on the bedside table, lifted the lid, and the heat came out all of a sudden.

Damian's face was not very good, but he sat up without saying a word, set up the small table beside the hospital bed, and took the lunch box.

"I, let me feed you..." Schwartz said.

"Okay." Damian couldn't wish more, and immediately lowered the small table again.

Schwartz took a mouthful of porridge with a small spoon very carefully, blew a few mouthfuls, touched his lips to test the temperature, and then extended the spoon over.

His face is the size of a palm, his skin is so good, his eyelashes are so long, and he is so small... Damian looked at Schwartz's serious look, the more he liked it, the more he liked it, he couldn't move his eyes away, suddenly I feel very happy...

This injury is not without benefits.he thinks.

Schwartz was so engrossed in the bowl of porridge that he didn't pay attention to Damian's expression, so naturally he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Damian still couldn't swallow the food, he couldn't taste the porridge, even though Schwartz tried it and said it tasted good, his mouth was still bitter.

A deficient sense of taste is not the point.

He kept replaying in his mind the scene of biting open the neck of the enemy soldier's corpse with his teeth when he escaped. The feeling of sticky blood and pieces of meat running across his throat was still fresh in his memory, and he couldn't forget it.

The tangy blood and the feeling of biting down, including the smell of meat and blood, have been intertwined in his brain.

This feeling almost drove him crazy.

"Dami!" Schwartz watched in horror as Damian's face suddenly turned blue, and he covered his mouth and vomited on the bed. He quickly put down the bowl of porridge and gently patted Damian's face. back, "Are you okay?"

During the period from last night to now, Damian has not eaten at all. After he vomited the porridge in his mouth, the next thing he vomited was acid water, which caused his stomach to tighten up, and the pain made him feel weak down.

"Dami!" Schwartz saw that the needle on the back of Damian's hand began to return blood due to the strenuous activity, and immediately pressed the call button next to him, "You, don't move around, the blood vessel is punctured!"

Damian was still throwing up, even though he couldn't throw up anything, the nausea was still coming in waves.

Seeing him thinking that there was something wrong with the porridge, Schwartz subconsciously touched his trouser pocket and found that he did not bring a drug testing tool, so he went to the door and asked the staff on duty for one.

At this time, the doctors and nurses hurried out of the office and walked quickly to the ward.

Seeing Damian's appearance, the nurse immediately stepped forward to remove the needle to stop the bleeding, and the other went to fetch a large cup of hot water and put it on the cabinet so that Damian could rinse his mouth later.

It took Damian a while to recover, his stomach was still twitching, he gasped, and his face was even uglier than before.

Nurses clean up the mess in the ward.

Schwartz was about to insert the test stick, but he realized that he was overreacting.

There would be no problem with the porridge. When he bought it, there were still people drinking porridge in the porridge shop, surrounded by people from the intelligence department and the military. It would be too irrational to poison him at this time.And even if it was poisonous, Damian would not react so quickly.

Concern is chaos.

Schwartz sighed and put the test stick away.

The doctor asked briefly about Damian's condition, and Damian answered one by one. The doctor looked confused, and suddenly Damian said to Schwartz: "Go out first."

Schwartz: "Me?"

Damian nodded.

"..." Schwartz didn't quite understand why Damian wanted to avoid him, but he didn't object after all, and walked out obediently.

The two have their own concerns, and they don't want to talk about it with each other, because they are afraid that the other party will worry about themselves.

Schwartz stood outside the ward for a while, Damian deliberately lowered his voice to talk to the doctor, he couldn't hear anything outside.

He took out the communicator and sent a message to Irmo.

[Schwartz: Damian can't eat now, I think it's a bit strange, and he doesn't want to tell me why at all...Can you tell me? 】【Irmo:...】

Schwartz touched the keyboard, and probably understood the reason why Ermo was unwilling to say, but he became more worried in his heart.

[Schwartz: Did he tell you not to tell me? 】

【Irmo: Yes, I promised him. 】

【Schwartz: ...】

【Irmo: If he doesn't want to tell you, there must be a reason why he can't let you know. ] Schwartz looked at the line, not knowing what to reply except for the ellipsis.

[Yilmo: Listen to me, it's nothing serious, it's just that when he was undercover, he had a little psychological problem, we will arrange a psychiatrist to counsel him, don't worry, okay? 】Schwartz looked at the screen for a long time without typing the next sentence. He didn't press the unlock button again until the screen went dark and started typing.

[Schwartz: Not good. 】

[Schwartz: First of all, I have already planned to marry him. He has such serious psychological problems now, but I don't know it at all.If it were you, would you accept it?Think about it, Damian is a golden retriever, I am you, what would you do? 】【Schwartz: Secondly, even if you don't tell me, I still have a way to know. Don't forget what I do. 】【Schwartz: No matter which psychiatrist you hire, as long as he has an electronic record of seeing a doctor, oh, without electronic records, I can find a way to get remote recordings. 】【Schwartz: I just abused my power. I must know what happened to him. For this reason, I am willing to accept any punishment, including dismissal. 】【Schwartz: But I don't think you will find evidence of my violation of discipline. 】

Ermo didn't reply for a long time. Schwartz has always obeyed orders. It was the first time he said such a thing so blatantly since he was recruited into the group by Jiang Yao.

But Ilmo knew very well that Schwartz would do what he said. If he wanted to eavesdrop or find any information, he would definitely not be able to find any evidence based on the level of the intelligence department's network team.

[Schwartz: Huh? 】

Irmo sighed, but decided to reveal the truth to Schwartz.

【Irmo: During his undercover period, the first time was very smooth. In the next two weeks, he had an accident and was locked in a dungeon. He hadn't eaten for a long time and was always in a state of hunger.Later, His Highness launched a general attack, and the abandoned city was completely destroyed. He could not find water and food. At that time, he had no energy to escape. die on the road. 】【Schwartz: And then? 】

【Irmo: He said that he had no choice but killed an enemy, bit his neck open, drank a few mouthfuls of blood, and ate a few mouthfuls of meat. 】【Irmo: He couldn't eat when he was in the headquarters. The doctor gave him two concentrated nutrition tablets. It was speculated that he might suffer from anorexia and needed later psychological counseling. 】【Irmo: That's probably how it is. 】

[Irmo: Don't put too much pressure on him after you know, he doesn't want you to worry. 】【Schwartz: Well, I see.Thanks. 】

So, in that state, Damian called him to tell him he was safe, and sent him that message as if nothing had happened, telling him that he loved him and that he was thinking of him...

Schwartz gritted his teeth, his lower lip trembled slightly, he blinked hard a few times, looked up at the ceiling, trying not to let his tears fall.

He took a few deep breaths, still breathing very rapidly, pacing back and forth in the corridor in a daze.

Then he covered his mouth, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and kept breathing cold water on his face, forcing himself to calm down.

He couldn't add any psychological burden to Damian.

Two days later.

Schwartz has been with Damian all the time, occasionally visiting the monitoring room, and paying attention to the news from Mel.

During the period, he went to the third floor to see Mu Qingtong, and the two checked the situation that night. Schwartz became more and more suspicious, and intuitively felt that there must be something wrong.

So he immediately ran back to the intelligence department and retrieved the call records of that night.

But to his surprise, Mu Qingtong's phone call was not in the communication records of the network group.

It is impossible for Mu Qingtong to remember this kind of thing wrongly, so Schwartz tried to restore the records, but no matter what command he entered, the words "no recoverable files" were displayed.

The opponent eliminated all traces.

Then Schwartz also searched for the surveillance records, but could not find the video material. The angle of the camera was shifted a little at that time, and the phone was not captured.

Schwartz told the investigation team about the incident calmly, and the investigation team immediately began to question the agents who were still in the cyber team's office during that time.

After cross-examination by them one by one, the results were quickly obtained, and the suspect was naturally locked on Mel.

This result did not surprise Schwartz.

Damian's anorexia has not improved. He explained to Schwartz that the food was not good during the mission and his stomach was ruined.

Although Schwartz knew the truth, he didn't expose him. Instead, he patiently asked him what he wanted to eat, and then he figured out a way to learn how to cook it by himself, and slowly cooked it for him, waiting for his stomach to heal.

The psychiatrist has already contacted me and made an appointment to meet the day after tomorrow.

"It will get better, you see, I don't stutter as much as I used to speak now..." Schwartz picked his nose and comforted him, "You just can't eat or can't eat now, it should be soon It will be fine, let me do it for you, okay?"

Damian was thinner than before, and his cheeks were deeply sunken, making his face look a bit fierce, but his eyes were as gentle as ever.

"Then when I get better, will you still cook for me?"

"Well..." Schwartz nodded.

"Come here." Damian waved his hand.

"What's the matter?" Schwartz leaned over in a daze.

"Touch your ass." Damian smiled.

Schwartz glared at him, and slapped the hand he extended.

third floor.

"Are you here?" Mu Qingtong's mental state is much better than the previous two days. The oxygen tube has been removed, and there is no need for constant infusion.

Jiang Yao didn't answer, and looked quite indifferent. After entering, he closed the door expressionlessly.

"Still angry?" Mu Qingtong said.

Then Mu Qingtong lifted the quilt.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yao frowned.

"I want to come down and take a walk, but I've been lying down for two days..." Mu Qingtong whispered.

"..." Jiang Yao walked over with a cold face.

Mu Qingtong smiled at him, and obediently asked him to help her sit up.

Jiang Yao looked at his stomach for a while, then squatted down.

Mu Qingtong: "!!!"

Then a soft and fluffy thing was put on his feet.

He never thought that Jiang Yao would wear shoes for him.

"Jiang Yao..."

"To shut up."

So Mu Qingtong kept silent very tactfully, let Jiang Yao put on the slippers for him, and then helped him to the ground.

"I can only walk for a while." Jiang Yao ordered.

"Well, I just want to move around." Mu Qingtong was wearing a hospital gown, and Jiang Yao was wearing a military uniform. The contrast between their figures was too far apart, and Jiang Yao almost held Mu Qingtong in his arms.

"How is Damian?" Mu Qingtong asked.

"It's okay, I can be discharged from the hospital next week, but I'm a little anorexic, and I'm receiving psychological counseling." Jiang Yao didn't seem to be angry when he first came in.

"How did you do it?"

"There was an accident while undercover, he should be able to survive, isn't there Schwartz?" Jiang Yao didn't want to say more, and changed the subject, "Your mother is also very good, I just went to see Yes, everything is fine."

"Ah?" Mu Qingtong was a little surprised, and then said, "Thank you..."

Jiang Yao moved a little bit with his arms around him, slowly put his hands on his lower abdomen, lowered his head and put his face against the top of his head.

"These two days I've been busy handing over the military power ahead of schedule." Jiang Yao touched Mu Qingtong's stomach and said.

"The handover is over?" Mu Qingtong leaned back very naturally, pressed his back against Jiang Yao's generous chest, and covered the back of Jiang Yao's hand with his hand.

The two are tightly pressed together, and the scene where both hands are placed on the abdomen at the same time is very warm and intimate.

Jiang Yao unconsciously lowered his voice: "Well, it's almost done. I asked the general of the Thorn Legion to hold a two-day meeting...because Herman's side has been dragging the battle in the middle of the country. That's why he has the highest command power, and now that the battle is over, it stands to reason that he must hand over part of the military power back."

"You are amazing." Mu Qingtong praised.

"Can't you think of something else to praise me?" Jiang Yao said unhappily.

"..." Mu Qingtong lowered his head and smiled softly.

"What are you laughing at, how hard is it to praise your husband?"

"Okay, okay, you are brilliant and powerful, you are powerful, you are unprecedented, and there will be no future..." Mu Qingtong popped out several idioms at once, and finally concluded, "Thousands of generations, you will rule the world."

Jiang Yao: "???"

Jiang Yao could still understand the first few words, but he didn't know the allusions to the last two words, so he said speechlessly, "What a mess."

Mu Qingtong let out a "poof", but still couldn't help laughing.

"Enough is enough!" Jiang Yao said with a frown.

Mu Qingtong raised his head, turned slightly sideways, and said, "Didn't you ask me to praise you? I still have a lot... um..."

Jiang Yao kissed him directly.

"Shut up." Jiang Yao said.

Mu Qingtong smiled at him.

Jiang Yao still put his hand on Mu Qingtong's lower abdomen. After touching it for a while, he said, "Why isn't this kid still?"

"Maybe she's asleep?" Mu Qingtong didn't feel the fetus moving either.

Jiang Yao was a little disappointed, but he still didn't put his hand down.

"Let's wait a while, didn't the doctor say, in another two weeks he will be much more active than now, and then you will be able to touch him."

"Hmm." Jiang Yao said vaguely.

The two were silent for a while, Jiang Yao said casually: "I hope this kid..."

"Jiang Yao, I..."

The two spoke at almost the same time, and closed their mouths at the same time, waiting for the other to finish.

A few seconds later, Jiang Yao said, "You speak first."

Mu Qingtong seemed a little hesitant and didn't look him in the eye: "I told you the day before yesterday..."

"There is no room for negotiation." Jiang Yao let go of him and stood up straight, changing his tone at that moment.