After exposing the identity of Alpha, the marriage cannot be divorced

◎My wife is an Omega with no strength to restrain a chicken. ◎

In the end, Feng Yiran, who didn't go far, was pulled back by the two to explain.

After listening to the ins and outs of Eight Hundred Crosses, he rubbed his chin: "Actually...you don't need to tell me so much, you have obtained the certificate, even if you play a little bit abnormally, it's quite normal."

Jiang Zhen: "..."

No, it's not normal, this matter must be explained clearly!

Feng Suchi coughed twice: "It's alright, it's alright, it's no more. What are you looking for me for?"

"Oh, let me share with you the newly opened eight-treasure dessert shop in the north of the city." Feng Yiran handed the already cold dessert bag to the robot to heat it up, "I bought a lot, Jiang Zhen stayed to eat together? "

An ordinary person would probably believe this statement, but Jiang Zhen had seen too many polite scenes with Jiang Lie before, and at a glance she could see that the purpose of Feng Yiran's trip this time could not be as simple as having a supper.

He stood up with insight: "No need, brother, I happen to have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Feng Yiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and before he could speak, Feng Su turned his head suddenly: "Going out so late?"

Tsk, why is this kid so clueless?

Jiang Zhen secretly pinched his arm: "Well, I'll be back soon."

Feng Suchi realized later: "Then you...be careful on the road."

"understood."

After Jiang Zhen nodded to Feng Yiran, just as he left the house, he received a message from Feng Suchi.

[The perilla porridge that just opened is very difficult to buy, you should stay and finish eating before leaving. 】

Looking at this line of words, Jiang Zhen recently bent a subtle arc unconsciously.

He typed with one hand: "I don't see that your brother has something to say to you?"

Feng Suchi returned quickly.

[I can see it, but so what?He has come all the time, does he care about the time of this meal? 】

Jiang Zhen was overjoyed.

The fingers that poked the light screen were trembling: "Xiao is dead, General."

The other side replied with a "left humming" expression, Jiang Zhen didn't respond anymore, put back his smile, and pushed open the door of his house.

What made Feng Yiran come to find Feng Suchi the night before the banquet must have something to do with the banquet and the protagonist himself.

Feng Yiran is the emperor's most powerful civil servant, and almost all the affairs of the empire's hundreds of dignitaries will pass through his hands.

If nothing else happened, the emperor should have asked him to investigate "Jiang Zhen" this time.

The room was dark, he didn't turn on the lights, he went straight across the room to the balcony, sat on the beanbag sofa and watched the bustling traffic outside.

The night of the first star is very lively. When Jiang Zhen is not busy with work, he also likes to drive on the road, watching the night scenery and blowing the evening breeze, but this kind of leisure time is rare in the past two years.

He couldn't help but think: If Feng Yiran also started to investigate that matter, it might not be far from the truth being discovered, right?

In fact, he has always had a vague guess in his heart, but this guess is too vague, no matter how hard he tries, he still can't think of that point.

But that's fine, no matter how bad the result is, at least I'm prepared in my heart.

next door--

"I came to you this time, mainly for three things." Feng Yiran played with the pillow on his sofa, "The first one is about the investigation of the Du family, I... Feng Suchi, your eyes grow on your brain Are you listening to me?"

Feng Suchi, who couldn't wait for someone to reply for a long time, let out a "tsk", and finally put his mind down: "I'm listening, you say yours."

Feng Yiran threw the pillow towards his face: "Three things are serious business, please correct your attitude."

"I checked all the trade transactions and petty actions of the Du family over the years. Not surprisingly, their family is facing a lot of trouble this time. It is estimated that there will be a hemorrhage."

"There's nothing surprising about this, but since your adjutant is also from the Du family, I'll be careful and check that kid named Du Jianian more."

Feng Suchi frowned: "What? He has a problem?"

"It's not that he has a problem, it's just that the accidental harvest is something that doesn't fit the logic." Feng Yiran leaned on the sofa, "I found that Du Jianian was very favored at home when he was born."

Feng Suchi guessed casually: "Is it because his mother passed away that he was ignored by the family?"

He has a good relationship with Du Jianian and knows something about the other's family.

Du Jianian is the child of his father, Du Bingyou, and his original wife. Du Bingyou doesn't like the original wife, and has raised many lovers outside, and has several illegitimate children.

His dislike of his original partner made him very disgusted with this son, but Madam Du is a very powerful woman, with her, Du Bingyou can only pretend to be a loving father no matter how much she hates Du Jianian.

His guess was reasonable: Du's mother passed away due to illness, so Du Bingyou didn't have to pretend, and Du Jianian's original treatment would naturally disappear accordingly.

He is obviously the most qualified heir, but his status in the family is not as good as those illegitimate children.

"No, it has nothing to do with his mother." Feng Yiran resolutely denied this possibility, "This is the strange part. When his mother was still alive, Du Bingyou seemed to suddenly change his temper, and his attitude towards Du Jianian changed. Hurry up, it wasn't until Du Jianian himself took the exam and went to study in another place that the Du family's nightmare ended."

Feng Suchi asked: "In what year did you change your attitude?"

"I haven't found out yet." Feng Yiran shook his head, "I will focus on him next time and let you know. After all, he is your soldier, so help me investigate if it's convenient."

"Success." Feng Suchi readily responded, "There are two more things?"

"You should be more interested in what I said next." Feng Yiran rolled his eyes, "It's about Jiang Zhen."

Sure enough, Feng Suchi immediately sat up straight: "Say it."

"The emperor asked me to check Jiang Zhen's biography two days ago." Feng Yiran said, "The matter between him and his brother is recorded in the file and must be reported."

"But that matter is Jiang Zhen's fault according to the file. If it is reported like this, the emperor will definitely have a problem with Jiang Zhen. So let me ask you what you think? Should I investigate thoroughly, or just submit it like this?"

Feng Yiran's concerns are actually very clear: if Feng Suchi doesn't want Jiang Zhen to be known too much by him and the emperor, he will choose to respect Jiang Zhen and report it directly; if Feng Suchi wants to know, he doesn't mind using his official position to do a favor for himself.

No one in politics is pure-minded, and Feng Yiran happens to be the one with the most darkest minds among a bunch of old foxes. He is very frank about the fact that he is biased, and his brother can do whatever he wants.

After listening to him, Feng Suchi thought of Jiang Zhen's look back at him before he left.

Immediately understood, that person should have already guessed.

That glance was a tacit approval of the matter.

So he nodded: "Check."

After a pause, he added: "Find out, show me first."

"Okay." Feng Yiran's personality is gossip and likes to join in the fun, but as a politician who knows everything, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.

He didn't say a word, and went directly to the next topic: "The last thing. A friendly reminder, train your soldiers well in the past two months."

Feng Suchi was stunned: "Want to fight? Recently, the pirates and those rebels have been quite honest. I don't think they will be demons in the next few years."

"Who told you that you must fight against those enemies?" Feng Yiran thought of something, his usual amiable expression turned cold, and there was even a trace of disgust when he looked closely.

"The palace has been a bit chaotic lately. Of course, this is just my guess, but you'd better be fully prepared in the past two months. Once there is a fight, the opponent's goal is not the royal family, but the Feng family."

Feng Suchi is an admiral outside the military camp, it's normal not to understand the twists and turns in the palace.

Feng Yiran is different, if he speaks out his guess, it will basically be an established fact in the future.

He nodded solemnly: "I see."

After the two of them finished speaking in a few words, the robot also brought out the freshly processed dessert.

"Okay, okay, this is the end of the business, and it's up to you how to operate it." Feng Yiran was serious for less than an hour, "I'm starving to death, let me try this porridge that I waited in line for three hours to buy. What is the taste."

"How much did you buy?" Feng Suchi opened the bag one step ahead of him, "So many bowls?"

"Well, after all, I've been waiting in line for so long." Feng Yiran looked expectantly to find the bowl of signs, "I packed almost all of their menu."

"Wait a minute!" Feng Suchi hurriedly stopped his hand, "If you are hungry for a while, wait for me."

Feng Yiran: "?"

He watched helplessly as Feng Suchi searched out the restaurant's signature menu with his brain, and found out the names one by one, and put them in bags.

"The country is peaceful and the people are safe." Feng Suchi greeted the human butler, "Go, send it to the next door."

Guotai Minan: "Okay, follow orders."

Feng Yiran: "..."

He broke the chopsticks with a smirk: "Feng Suchi, I'm here to deliver food for you young couple, right?"

"Don't underestimate yourself." Feng Suchi corrected him, "You can still be a messenger to deliver news."

Feng Yiran: "Tomorrow morning, the Supreme Court will open for work normally."

Feng Suchi was confused when he heard it: "Huh?"

Feng Yiran smiled: "Let's sever the relationship."

Feng Suchi: "..."

Every house in Jiang Zhen's community will have a smart box that needs to be unlocked by the owner's fingerprint verification. It is specially used to store gifts and takeaways.

After all, artificial intelligence is just artificial intelligence. Guotai Min put it in the box at the door of his house, knocked on the door and left.

So Jiang Zhen, who fell asleep and didn't hear the knock on the door, woke up the next day to find the cold dessert bag in the box.

Fortunately, the box is advanced enough. After detecting that the item is food, it automatically turns on the refrigeration and preservation function, and it will not be damaged even if it is left for a day or two.

In fact, he usually does not eat breakfast, and most of the time he eats breakfast and lunch together, saving time and effort.

But today...

"Little waste." Jiang Zhen hung the bag on the waiting robot arm, "Go warm it up for me."

Feng Suchi sent a lot of food, and he didn't feel hungry for three meals, and it was very rich.

He just shopped online all day at home.

The house next door has just been bought, and there are a lot of decorations and equipment. I placed an order today for an expedited delivery. In the past few days, I will ask Lu Mo Dikai to help him with the order. It is estimated that he will be able to move in soon.

Shopping is a time-consuming and energy-consuming task. When the brain goes out again, it will be time for the evening banquet.

He picked a piece of clothing from the dressing room at random, didn't dress up much, put it on and went out.

Feng Suchi just sent a message saying that he is already waiting at the gate of the community, and he has no bad habit of procrastinating.

Seeing someone leaning on the car door from a distance, he whistled casually: "Xiao Feng, open the door for me."

"..." Feng Suchi raised his head silently, and when he saw the person coming, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to turn back.

He thought to himself: Jiang Zhen's infrequent wearing of formal clothes may be a good thing for the benefit of mankind, or at least it would be a danger of blue-faced disaster.

"Xiao Feng?" Jiang Zhen waved his hand in front of this man's dull gaze, "The door is open."

Before Xiao Feng could answer, the car window behind him came down, revealing Da Feng on the driver's seat: "Feng Suchi, are you standing there stupidly? Open the door!"

Jiang Zhen's expression froze.

Long live, no one said that Feng Yiran is here too!

Mu Ran walked around to the back row, and Youyou punched the person beside him: "You are not the one driving, what are you doing there?"

"Waiting for you." Feng Suchi said very naturally.

Jiang Zhen: "Wait for me, why are you leaning on the driver's door?"

Feng Suchi was honest: "You look handsome."

Jiang Zhen: "You are awesome."

When the two got into the car, Jiang Zhen completely ignored the people around him, and had a good chat with Feng Yiran who was driving in front.

It wasn't until Feng Suchi opened the door for Jiang Zhen at the gate of the palace that he was finally noticed: "I'll say later that I have a sprained ankle and can't dance, understand?"

"Understood." Feng Suchi stood to his left, arms bent.

Jiang Zhen's hand grabbing him also fell into emptiness.

"..."

Feng Suchi: "Aren't you holding arms?"

Jiang Zhen: "Don't you hold hands?"

Seeing the sculptures of the two of them facing each other with big eyes, the guards who came to meet him were neither advancing nor retreating.

When they finally finished their silent argument and walked over with Feng Suchi's victory arm in arm, the guards bit the bullet and went up.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Jiang, good evening. There are 37 minutes before the banquet officially starts. You can go to the lounge and buffet area to rest and wait."

Feng Suchi nodded: "By the way, do you have any Dieda wine?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, turned his eyes around them, and didn't ask much: "Yes, can I send you to your separate lounge later?"

"Yes." After Feng Suchi finished speaking, "he lowered his head and said to Jiang Zhen, "You take my arm and walk slowly. "

Jiang Zhen raised her eyebrows, and responded softly: "Okay."

This person entered the play quite quickly, and he knew how to pave the way for the sprained ankle in the back.

Under the leadership of the guards, they chose to go to the hall first.

Come and come, as the protagonist, etiquette and posture must be relaxed.

As soon as the two stepped into the gate, a few scattered eyes from inside immediately cast their gazes on them.

There were inquiries, curiosity, surprises... Most of these gazes, good or bad, were directed at Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to these gazes, and acted the role of a vase conscientiously and fearfully, only hoping that the emperor would not come to embarrass herself.

It's a pity that some people's faces and temperaments are placed there, even if they don't do anything, they are still the natural center of sight.

The dinner held by the emperor himself is very rare, and all the dignitaries in the empire will give this face to attend.

For everyone, this is not only a good opportunity to get in touch with the Feng family, but also a good opportunity to develop their own contacts.

There was still half an hour before the banquet started, and the wine tables in various regions had already started to drink and exchange glasses.

The waiter carried the wine back and forth among the crowd, replacing many empty wine bottles.

Jiang Zhen looked at Feng Suchi who had just clinked glasses with his partner after finishing a glass of wine, and with a slight effort in his hand, he pulled the person towards him: "I thought the emperor would serve some good wine, but it turned out that the emperor would order some good wine." My wine cellar is not even qualified."

Feng Su Chi lowered his eyes: "Ancestor, what grade is the wine in your wine cellar? No matter how rich you are, it's impossible to serve these nouveau riche as water."

Although Jiang Zhen is rich and powerful, but in the past ten years or so, he has mostly participated in research conferences and exchange meetings. The impression of this kind of wine market is still when Jiang Lie brought him to see the world.

Hearing this, Nunuzui said, "I thought you guys wanted to save face, and you wouldn't give up until you served millions of dollars worth of good wine."

"We have a lot of money, not stupid people." Feng Suchi said, "But most people who come here will bring a bottle or two of good wine. If there is someone who wants to make friends, they will use this wine to toast each other. .”

After saying that, he raised his jaw slightly: "Look, the good wine is here."

Jiang Zhen followed his chin to look up, slightly frowned: "Du Bingyou?"

"Well, pay attention to expression management." Feng Suchi reminded in a low voice, then raised the corners of his lips, and called out to the visitor, "Uncle Du."

"Hey, Xiao Feng, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

To say that Du Bingyou is also an old fox, his house was ransacked twice by Feng Su and Chi brothers, and now he can still greet him as if nothing had happened.

Feng Suchi won't be the villain if he doesn't hit the smiling face with his hand: "I'm busy with work, so I don't have much free time."

The implication is: I am different from idlers like you.

Jiang Zhen turned her head and coughed twice to straighten her expression.

What a loss, Admiral Feng.

Du Bingyou's smile was almost unstoppable, and he insisted: "Be busy, young man, the future is boundless!"

"It's not a question of being young or not, it's about being more capable and responsible." Feng Suchi answered very modestly.

Du Bingyou: "..."

He wanted to give Feng Suchi wine, but Feng Suchi was also holding a wine glass in his hand, and it was not easy to change it for the other party right now, so he had to exchange a few more pleasantries.

The words are all about recent events, which probably means "There is no grievance between our two families, you don't need to tear your face apart".

It's a pity that Feng Suchi pretended to be ignorant while pretending to understand, and refused to enter.

Du Bingyou may have finally realized that there is no room for reversal in the ransacking of the house, his face darkened, he flung his sleeves and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he made a cruel remark: "It's good for young people to be ambitious and willing to make progress, but it's best to learn the truth of life and death."

"That's what you said." Feng Suchi watched him leave with a seemingly good temper.

Jiang Zhen raised her eyebrows: "Did you hear it just now?"

"Understood." Feng Yiran did not know when he walked behind the two of them, and answered the words calmly, "He has a backer behind him, and this backer is not weaker than the Feng family, I will investigate."

"You consciously take this kind of scheming away." Feng Suchi pulled Jiang Zhen and walked towards the food bar, "One after another, it's annoying me to death."

Feng Yiran: "..."

Jiang Zhen was taken aside by him to cut cakes and eat, and asked, "Your brother is at Cha Du's house?"

"Well, it's because of the resale of your things, we have to investigate thoroughly." Feng Suchi explained to him their conversation last night in a low voice.

Jiang Zhen frowned: "Looking at it this way, Du Jianian's character was indeed a bit strange back then."

"Yes, why don't you say that I almost forgot that you and Du Jianian were childhood friends." Feng Suchi said, "Do you have any exclusive information?"

"I don't know. I don't really have any impression of Du Jianian. Maybe he was too insignificant to me before?" After all, Jiang Zhen was also a star-studded existence when he was a child, but he rarely took the initiative to socialize with others. The whole flower of Gaoling.

Feng Suchi sighed regretfully: "I thought you two knew each other for so many years, so you knew something."

Jiang Zhen didn't speak, but the hand that cut the cake increased a little strength.

Yup……

They are young, why doesn't he have any impression of Du Jianian?

While thinking, a broad hand suddenly pressed against his waist.

"The emperor is here." Feng Suchi said.

Jiang Zhen immediately leaned on his shoulder: "I want to eat grapes."

In order to show their affection, Feng Suchi will of course satisfy his request.

So he brought the whole plate over: "Here."

"That's it?" Jiang Zhen looked at him lightly.

Feng Suchi thought for a while, took one off and fed it to his mouth: "Open your mouth."

Jiang Zhen shook her head in distaste: "I don't eat the ones with the skin on."

Feng Suchi: "Co-author, you just looked at this grape and didn't touch it for a long time, just because you wait for me to peel it for you right now?"

Jiang Zhen smiled shyly and urged: "Hurry up, the emperor is here, don't quarrel with me."

Feng Suchi almost laughed at his unreasonable anger.

Who is arguing? ?

But the emperor was indeed only ten steps away from them, so he could only hold back his anger angrily, and honestly peeled the grapes.

Sure enough, within a few breaths, the emperor walked over and said, "Good evening, General."

"Good evening, Your Majesty." Feng Suchi had never done this kind of delicate work before. He carefully peeled off the skin before handing it to Jiang Zhen's mouth. "Try it, is it sweet?"

Jiang Zhen hadn't looked up at the emperor since just now, gently took the grape away, and said softly, "Sweet."

Feng Suchi gasped.

He is really not used to Jiang Zhen like this!

The emperor kept his eyes on the interaction between the two, and lingered on Jiang Zhen for a while longer: "This is the young master of the Jiang family, right?"

"Your Majesty." After being called by name, Jiang Zhen stood up in fear.

Like a frightened little white rabbit.

Feng Suchi applauded his superb acting skills sincerely from the bottom of his heart, and he also stood up: "Emperor, he is timid, don't scare him."

Jiang Zhen quickly lowered her head and rubbed against him.

emperor:"……"

I didn't do anything, but it seemed like I did everything.

Why is he in the same situation as that vicious mother-in-law?

The corners of her mouth twitched lightly, and she couldn't help complaining: "Feng Suchi, I haven't seen it yet, so you are such a loving husband."

"You can't be judged by your appearance." Feng Suchi said calmly, "And my wife loves me so much, I don't love him too much and I'm sorry for his love at all. Are you right, wife?"

Jiang Zhen was counting the patterns of the tiles on the floor with her head down, she was indifferent to hearing the words.

Feng Suchi: "..."

He secretly kicked the man's heel: "wife?"

"Huh?" Jiang Zhen finally realized that the title was calling herself, and she felt goosebumps all over her body, and said with a smile, "Yeah, sir is right."

In fact, he didn't even hear what Feng Suchi said just now.

The emperor saw the two people's small movements clearly, and didn't think there was anything wrong with the flirtatious interaction.

He was so tired, he waved to Feng Suchi impatiently: "The chief guard has something to ask, you go."

This is to have a private talk with Jiang Zhen.

Feng Suchi's smile faded: "It's not very good, my wife is an Omega who has no strength to restrain a chicken, what if he is bullied after I leave?"

Omega, who has no strength to restrain the chicken, feels his head is big. Hearing this, of course, he rubs his little hands in a positive and cooperative way, and grabs his side in a flustered and timid way.

Feng Suchi's body was shaken by being dragged, he calmly pushed his fingers away one by one, pulled out the belt that was tightly imprisoned, tried not to move his lips, and gritted his teeth in a breathy voice: "You fucking saw it, That's my belt."

Jiang Zhen coughed lightly, and helped him lift up the belt: "I'm sorry, pay attention next time."

After speaking, I may still feel that this is not enough to make up for my mistakes, so I pulled the belt head and gave it a hard tug!

"Hiss! Keke cough—"

Feng Suchi was so strangled that his lungs almost exploded, his breath was hanging in his chest, and he coughed like hell.

Realizing that he had caused trouble, the weak Omega looked away guiltily.

Under the emperor's scrutinizing gaze, he laughed twice: "Mr. Feng, he...has been a little weak lately."

The emperor who had seen Feng Su Chi torture an entire battalion: "..."

Do these two people think he is blind?

He squinted his eyes, looked at Feng Suchi who had just recovered, and asked sarcastically, "Weak?"

Feng Suchi: "..."

Feng Suchi: "I'm recovering from a serious illness, and my health is not good."

The emperor smiled noncommittally, and twirled the ring on his thumb, not sure whether he believed it or not.

After turning the ring upside down and straightening it upright, he turned his eyes to Jiang Zhen who was able to drag Feng Su Chi into this awkward posture: "You have no strength to restrain a chicken?"

Jiang Zhen: "..."

Jiang Zhen: "Yeah, it's not particularly fragile."

The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth between the two of them.

When they were watched so hard that their Adam's apple could not help trembling, they moved their thin lips unhurriedly.

"Ah."

Feng Suchi: "..."

Jiang Zhen: "..."

No, you emperor is a little out of character.

Believe it or not, let me give you an accurate word, what does "he" mean?

The two unreasonable sticks who only admit others' mistakes but can't see their own omissions cursed secretly in their hearts at the same time.

In this life, I can't get used to riddlers like the emperor the most!

The author says:

"Poor health, Feng Su Chi"

"Jiang Zhen without the power to bind a chicken"

Emperor: Thank you, I have learned a lot tonight :)

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