After being captured by the old enemy

The robot that was less than Ji Xingjue's knee height jumped to his feet. It had a childish cartoon shape, a chubby body, and looked extremely clumsy. There were two ridiculous rabbit ears on its head, which were its information receivers.

As for why Ji Xingjue knew it was an information receiver... because he made this robot himself.

At the age of 16, Ji Xingjue completed the production of this robot by himself and gave it to Qi Qing as a birthday present.

He thought that Qi Qing had already destroyed this robot nicknamed "Eggy".

The little robot turned to Qi Qing with silly joy: "Papa, you brought mama back!"

Ji Xingjue's complicated mood suddenly became more complicated. He raised his foot and lightly kicked the little guy. Seeing it lean back and almost fell, he couldn't help but laugh: "After so many years, why is the language system still disordered? Who is it? your mother!"

The little robot's intelligence system is not high enough to understand what he meant, and he didn't get angry when he was kicked, and excitedly circled around him: "mama! mama!"

When it was time to set the owner's title for the little robot, Ji Xingjue wanted to play tricks on his feelings, so he entered "papa" and "mama".

I don't know that the little robot is not good at learning, and the little robot only has two master rights. After Qi Qing gave him the second master power, the little robot called Qi Qing "papa" and Ji Xingjue "mama" by default, and it couldn't be changed. .

Ji Xingjue was stunned when he heard the little robot call out "mama" to him during the live demonstration.

Immediately, he picked up the little robot, intending to destroy it on the spot, but was stopped by Qi Qing.

Afterwards, he studied robot language system hard, and finally figured out a way to correct the language program. He went to Qi Qing confidently, and wanted to bring the little robot back for repairs, but Qi Qing spread his hands: "I don't know where to put it." went."

The young master has new toys every day, and it is normal for the inconspicuous little robot to be thrown somewhere.

Ji Xingjue was inevitably a little disappointed, but gradually, he forgot about it.

With a "click" behind him, Qi Qing closed the door.

He carried the suitcase that had been forgotten behind his head, and said in a neutral tone, "Oh? I thought you had forgotten it."

"I didn't expect that the Marshal would actually keep the robot I gave you." Ji Xingjue had a headache from being called "mama, mama" by the little robot, and he carried the little guy to observe.

It has been more than ten years, and the little robot is still brand new, just like when he just sent it out. There is no sign of rust, and it seems to have been well taken care of daily.

"It's pretty stupid," Qi Qing lowered her thin eyelids, and leaned against the wall, her calves were perfectly wrapped by her military boots, making her legs look extraordinarily slender, "Like you."

Ji Xingjue: "..."

Thinking of the very suspicious agreement signed by himself without knowing the details, Ji Xingjue could only pretend that he hadn't heard it, weighed the little robot, and chose to change the subject: "The components I used at the time were not good, so many years have passed , It is estimated that there are many problems, the combat function and family function are not perfect, and the system is also a version more than ten years ago, it is useless for you to keep it, or..."

Before he could finish his sentence, an afterimage flashed before his eyes, and he lightened his hand.

Qi Qing hugged the round little robot, her expression was not very good: "Why, you still want to take back what you gave me?"

The little robot seemed to sense his emotions, patted his shoulder, and called worriedly: "papa."

Aware of her gaffe, Qi Qing took a light breath, turned her head away and remained silent.

At this moment, Ji Xingjue glimpsed the familiar youth Qi Qing from under the seemingly indestructible icy shell of the Imperial Marshal.

He was a little helpless: "You just listen to me...I mean, give it to me for a few days, I will replace the aging and damaged components, and upgrade the system for him by the way."

Especially this disordered language system.

The corners of Qi Qing's mouth were straightened, her face was still not pretty: "No need."

"Okay," Ji Xingjue knew very well that the young master's temper was like a lion, and he had to follow his fur to survive, "then where do I live?"

Qi Qing gently put down the little robot, and went upstairs with the suitcase.

Ji Xingjue followed quickly: "I can do it myself!"

The little robot circled around twice in a circle, Gululu followed, tilted its head, and turned on the video recording function.

The mansion approved by His Majesty was so large that it could be used for a conference. Qi Qing only used the first and second floors.

Ji Xingjue was worried all the way, fearing that Qi Qing's neurosis would strike, and he would say "Marshal's wife should sleep with the marshal". Fortunately, Qi Qing's madness was not that deep, so he was arranged at the opposite door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Ji Xingjue took his suitcase and hung the clothes in the closet first.

Qi Qing leaned against the door, bent her legs on purpose, to block the little robot that was hopping around and trying to come in.He tilted his head and stared at Ji Xingjue's back for a moment before he said, "You studied robotic engineering, why are you working on a bionic intelligence project now?"

"You still care about my major?" Ji Xingjue hung up the last piece of clothing, and asked politely, "Marshal, are you free now?"

Qi Qing was unmoved, her light-colored eyes were clear and cool, like a gemstone soaked in spring water: "Compared to avoiding and not answering, the effect of lying to me will be better, after all, you have the ability to lie Always good."

Ji Xingjue paused.

It was very hot in the room, his cheeks were flushed due to stuffiness, he took off his coat casually, inside was a vest, his slender neck was exposed, as white as jade under the light.

Putting his coat aside, he turned his head and smiled slightly: "The fields of robotics engineering and bionic intelligence are similar, and there are many people working on cross-professional projects. Marshal, you can't be suspicious of everything just because we have a holiday, right?"

Qi Qing fell silent, stared at him for a while, and said a few words coldly: "Put on your clothes."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked away.

Ji Xingjue was puzzled: "?"

After 10 minutes, the luggage was packed. Ji Xingjue checked the time. He didn't feel hungry, but it was time for dinner.

Qi Qing wasn't downstairs, and he didn't wander around. He opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients. He reckoned that there would be no risk of food poisoning when combined, so he threw them into the pot with confidence and poured water into them.

The smell in the kitchen gradually dissipated, and it was extremely lethal. Qi Qing followed the smell all the way into the kitchen, and asked with a green face, "Ji Xingjue, what kind of poison are you boiling?"

Ji Xingjue held the spoon in one hand, and turned his head in puzzlement: "Cook dinner...ah."

Seeing Qi Qing's attire clearly, he got stuck in his shell which was rare.

Qi Qing changed out of her neat and solemn military uniform, and wore a simple black T-shirt and cotton trousers. Her hair was still a little messy, and she seemed...softer.

Obviously the same eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Xingjue touched the tip of his nose, suspecting that Qi Qing was deliberately letting his guard down.

The little robot followed behind, turned around, scanned the contents of the pot, and its eyes turned red lightly: "Warning, unknown objects, please be careful when eating!"

Ji Xingjue clicked his tongue, picked up the rabbit ears and threatened: "One more word will tear you apart."

Qi Qing frowned: "Don't pick up its ears, it's easy to short circuit."

Ji Xingjue looked down and swung the mechanical arm up and down, as if he was about to short-circuit from an artificial mentally retarded to a mentally retarded little robot. When he let go of his hand, the little robot who understood the word "demolition" swished, and flew back to Qiqing in horror. Behind him, he poked out half of his head cautiously.

Qi Qing strode over, glanced at the mushy things in the pot, and then at Ji Xingjue who was used to it, his expression was indescribable: "Do you usually eat these?"

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingjue didn't think there was anything wrong, "I didn't have time to eat in the morning, and I forgot to eat at noon, so I plan to make up for it at night."

Qi Qing was silent for a few seconds, then opened the refrigerator and took a look - there were not many ingredients in the first place, all of them were thrown into the pot by Ji Xingjue.

The Imperial Marshal, who never feared even the most powerful enemy, trembled imperceptibly with the hand holding the refrigerator.

Ji Xingjue cooked a pot of unknown objects, put them in a bowl, and turned his head again as if remembering something.

Under the light, the corners of his eyes were curved, his complexion was porcelain white, and the red moles at the corners of his eyes were very seductive, like a seductive fox: "Do you want to eat together?"

Qi Qing: "..."

Qi Qing curled her fingertips, and closed the refrigerator door expressionlessly: "Do I have a choice?"

When the two of them sat at the dining table and had dinner, the little robot waited anxiously by the side, with red eyes flashing constantly, worried that mama would tear it apart, and dared not speak.

Ji Xingjue tasted it first, and nodded with satisfaction: "All the seasonings have been put in, and the taste is not strange." After thinking about it, he kindly said, "If you can't eat it, it's not too late for someone to bring you some food."

Qi Qing sat across from him silently, and ate the whole bowl of mush without saying a word.

Ji Xingjue couldn't see the meaning of reluctance, he was surprised and relieved: "Cicely and the others are afraid to eat the food I cook, for fear of entering the medical cabin, Marshal, you are the first to appreciate face."

Qi Qing hummed lightly, and was about to speak when the terminal on her wrist vibrated.

He glanced at the message, and frowned: "After half an hour, you come to the study."

Ji Xingjue only had time to say "Hey", and Qi Qing had already left the small restaurant.

He opened his mouth and murmured: "...your house is so big, where is the study?"

Half an hour later, Ji Xingjue cleverly found the little robot from the corner.

It seems that for so many years, Qi Qing hasn't even changed the battery for it. Although the external maintenance is good, the battery life has deteriorated. After a while, you can see the little robot eager to survive all over the room looking for a charging port.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and calmly pulled out the little robot: "Take me to the study."

"Okay, mama." The little robot was only charged to 30.00%, and it was not angry, sticking to Ji Xingjue's trousers full of attachment, "Long time no see, mama."

Ji Xingjue responded cordially: "Long time no see, can I change my name?"

"Long time no see." The little robot suddenly stuck and repeated.

Ji Xingjue: "...It seems that your internal parts are quite aging."

The light in the electronic eyes of the little robot went out, then turned on again and again, alive and kicking: "mama, Papa and I miss you very much!"

"Sometimes it feels like you are very human, and sometimes it feels like you are just a simple artificial mental retardation."

Seeing the little robot stop in front of a door, Ji Xingjue squatted down and touched the bald head: "Let's pretend that you miss me very much, but you papa really want to kill me."

The little robot couldn't understand this ancient vocabulary, and searched the thesaurus in confusion.

"Don't search anymore, be careful of short-circuiting again." Ji Xingjue looked at the little robot, as if he was looking at a dark history that cannot be recalled, he held it and turned around, "Go and charge it."

"Okay, goodbye, mama."

The little robot waved his hand politely, and wobbled to find the charging port.

It doesn't seem to be a particularly bad black history.

Ji Xingjue smiled, got up and knocked on the door, heard "come in" from inside, opened the door and walked in.

Qi Qing sat behind the desk with several light screens in front of her. She glanced at Ji Xingjue and turned off the light screens: "Since I'm married, it's time for me to explain to you why I got married."

Ji Xingjue was amazed: "This statement came really fast, even faster than the spring in Ankara."

Qi Qing didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, she got up and approached him: "I need a harmless marriage partner who won't get involved with any noble officials."

Ji Xingjue blinked, vaguely having a premonition.

"Before returning to the imperial capital, His Majesty selected a dozen or so wives for me, and planned to 'give' me a sacred marriage at the banquet tomorrow night." Qi Qing had a little smile on his lips when he spoke, and Ji Xingjue laughed so hard Eyebrows jumped.

"I prefer to be active rather than passive."

Sure enough.

He is poor and white, and he is insulated from high-ranking officials and nobles, so he really won't get involved in messy relationships.

Ji Xingjue said clearly: "What was written in that prenuptial agreement?"

Qi Qing narrowed her eyes: "You don't need to know."

"Then when will we, uh... divorce?"

Qi Qing's lips were pursed straight, and she didn't answer.

Ji Xingjue instinctively felt a hint of danger, but the spirit of exploration allowed him to finish his sentence: "Why did you choose me? Am I harmless?"

When he asked this question, Ji Xingjue was ready for Qi Qing to be dumb.

But he didn't expect that Qi Qing immediately answered without thinking: "Harmless."

The author has something to say:

That's right, this is a story about running with the ball (Qi Qing:?). (serious

About nicknames for little robots...

I asked my friend: Can I borrow the name of your kitten?

Friend: Yes! !It's finally not a ball this time!

Me (awakened): It’s not impossible.

(Thanks to Dan Mou, an enthusiastic citizen who did not want to be named, for another dedication)