mandatory military uniform

"Hey, when was this put here?"

Staring at the glass of milk at the door with a strange face, Ling Tianen just opened the bedroom door when he turned his head and asked Zhen, who was obviously in a very good mood.

He clearly remembered that before he came in in the morning, there was nothing at the door, so why was there a glass of milk at the door in the blink of an eye?

"It should have been delivered by Ye Yun."

Taking a calm look at the glass of milk, Jin said.

In order to cooperate with Dr. Carmon Lawton's medicine, even Ling, who always hated milk, had to have a glass of milk every day.Thinking of Ling Tianen drinking milk with resentment in the morning these days, a smile appeared on Zhen's lips.

Did Ye Yun send it up?

Maybe.

"Then help me carry it into the bedroom." Shrugging, Ling Tianen ordered Zhen Yi.

In any case, milk was an eyesore and an oddity standing by the bedroom door.

Quietly looking at his cute expression, Zhen's lips curved slightly, and suddenly lowered his voice.

"I remember, I seem to be your husband."

"..."

A thin blush floated on his fair face, and he turned his head coldly, Ling Tianen looked at Zhen.

Agreeing to be with Zhen doesn't mean he's used to taking sex as a hobby, besides...

【husband】?He sure?

"so?"

With a dangerous smile, Ling Tianen asked in a dark voice.

"So, I completely obey everything my wife says."

He quickly got a kiss on his lips, and before he completely lost his mind, the marshal took the glass of milk and walked into the bedroom wisely.

"...You run fast."

Wiping his lips, staring at Zhen's back with reddish cheeks, Ling Tianen said in a low voice.

...

"Mrs. Ling."

On the outskirts of Ord City.

The residence of a high official.

Looking at the noble lady standing in the corner with a wine glass, the hostess walked over with a smile on her face after greeting the other guests.

Although with the death of General Ling Chen and Commander Ling En, the Ling family began to fade out of the military stage, but the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and Jiang Meilan's status as a celebrity in the social circle was undeniable.

Walking to Jiang Meilan with a smile, the hostess said enthusiastically, "Aren't you going to dance, Madam Ling?"

"No need."

Shaking her head, Jiang Meilan said lightly.

This dinner was a luxurious dinner specially organized by the host for the three daughters. Almost all the dignified families in the upper class of the Federation were present.

She came here only to maintain the face of the Ling family, how could Jiang Meilan have the mood to dance?

"Hehe, that would be a pity. I don't know how many people are waiting to see Mrs. Ling's demeanor."

After saying a few polite words, the hostess said with a bright face, "However, wait a moment, Marshal Florence will come too!"

Marshal Florence?

"Town?"

"Yes."

Knowing that the Ling family and the Florence family have been related for generations, after Ling En's death, the reason why the Ling family did not completely decline is because of the face of the Florence family.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that He Zijia is just a puppet. God knows when, Zhen Florence will re-elect a male heir from the Ling family to take power, and the Ling family will flourish again?

"Marshal Florence just came back from the remote planet not long ago, but I heard from our master..."

Lowering her voice, the senior official's wife said mysteriously, "This time, the Marshal ordered the search of the RJ551 area as soon as he came back. It is actually related to a dead person."

It is no longer a secret that Zhen Florence ordered to search the RJ551 area. For the senior federal officials who followed the actions of the three marshals, his actions were enough to make them make various guesses.As the family members of senior officials, current affairs and the various actions of the above are also the topics of gossip and chat for noble ladies.

"People who have... died?"

Perhaps it was a woman's sixth sense and intuition that told her that the person she was talking to was most likely related to her, so Jiang Meilan turned her back and rarely asked.

"Yes."

Nodding, the senior official's wife said, "It's that Feng Yaxiu! Do you still remember, Madam Ling, the high-ranking general who was killed by Marshal Florence and Commander Ling En three years ago, Feng? Ash! He's still alive!"

"You said... what a horse!?"

Just hear a click.

The glass in Jiang Meilan's hand fell to the hard marble floor and shattered, the red wine in the glass splashed dark red dots on her gray skirt.

"Oh, are you all right, Madam Ling?"

Seeing her losing her composure, she hurriedly motioned to the waiter at the side to clean up the glass debris on the ground, the senior official's wife held her face and asked in a fuss.

"It's okay... Mrs. Ouyang, you just said... Feng Yaxiu... is still alive?!"

"Yes."

Thinking that she was so gaffe because she was afraid that Feng Yaxiu would come to retaliate, that Mrs. Ouyang quickly said, "But you don't have to worry, Mrs. Ling, all this is just speculation after all, after all, it was reported on TV three years ago Feng Yaxiu was killed, right? So God knows if this rumor is true or not, anyway..."

"lady."

At this moment, Mr. Ouyang, who was not far away, gestured to his wife who still wanted to say something.

Outside the gate of the villa, a luxurious silver-white military vehicle gradually stopped. The guests who were chatting and laughing in the villa stopped talking one after another, and many of them went up to greet them directly.

"Ah! It's Marshal Florence! Let's talk later, Madam Ling."

Lifting the hem of the skirt, Mrs. Ouyang hurriedly followed her husband to meet Zhen Florence.

Turning a deaf ear to Ouyang's wife's words, all Jiang Meilan's thoughts were focused on the explosive news that Feng Yaxiu was not dead...

Feng Yaxiu is not dead yet...

Ash is not dead yet.

Her child, Tianhua, is not dead yet!

Her heart, which had turned into a mass of ashes, began to beat violently again. Regardless of whether the news was true or not, Jiang Meilan's breathing became short of breath!

she……

She must ask the town carefully!She has already lost En'er and Tianhua, even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, she can't lose Tianhua again!

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Meilan wiped her tidy temple hair with her hands, strode across the hall where only the band was playing, and walked towards the overcrowded entrance of the villa.

Yet at this moment.

"—!?"

The light purple eyes suddenly opened wide.

Jiang Meilan stopped as if struck by lightning, and stared blankly at the black-haired and black-eyed child beside Zhen.

That, that is——! ?

Seeing that figure who was no more than ten years old in disbelief, Jiang Meilan began to tremble all over.

That's obviously...!

"Ener..."

She couldn't help but pronounce a name, but it was a pity that her low voice was quickly covered by the noisy hall.

That's right!

Even if that child is not similar to En'er in terms of age or appearance except for the same eye color and hair color as En'er.

However, mother and child are connected, she can be sure that that child is the son who passed away three years ago, Ling En!

How, how could this happen? !

What the hell is going on with all this? ?

"?"

Feeling a strange gaze, Ling Tianen raised his head suddenly, and looked in the direction of that gaze.

However, no one.

After looking all over the hall, Ling Tianen couldn't find the source of that gaze.

"What's the matter, Ling?"

Sensing his strangeness, he briefly exchanged a few words with the host and guests, and was about to take Ling Tianen to leave the town.

"It's nothing."

Is it his delusion?

Why does it feel like that strange gaze has never left me...?

"Going back so soon?"

Putting that gaze behind him, turning his head, Ling Tianen asked with interest to Zhen who was pulling him towards the car.

After dinner, the town only told him to take him for a walk, and here they were.

Ling Tianen never thought that the place for the walk would be a banquet, let alone that Zhen just stood at the entrance of the villa for a while before taking him away, fully fulfilling the promise of "walking".

"I don't want to be distracted by irrelevant people for a minute, and I don't even want to leave you."

As if to say [the weather is fine tonight], Jin said calmly without blinking an eye.