Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

July 17th, 7th year of Yongxi, is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

In the early hours of this day, the "Freedom Army" from the bottom of the Red Queen star in the fourth galaxy, a mob composed of garbage and primitive people, overturned the well-equipped fourth galaxy army of the Empire from bottom to top, and occupied the Red Queen. The largest city on the star, the heart of the fourth planet, Seneg city.

Eight hours later, the leader of the "Freedom Army" appeared in front of the public for the first time and revealed his mysterious identity - he was the General Wei Zheng who had been missing for more than three months.

Ten hours later, the queen and Princess Yuanjing, who had disappeared for a long time and were suspected to be dead, also appeared in the fourth galaxy and confirmed their safety to the public through public speeches.

Public opinion is boiling.

On the same day, the commander-in-chief of the fourth galaxy garrison resigned under pressure, and General Wei Zheng took the temporary post of commander-in-chief.

The governors of the fourth and third galaxies successively issued statements, refusing to recognize that the son of Yuan Cong had the right to inherit the throne, and declared their allegiance to the royal orthodoxy to the death.

On this day, when the gunpowder smoke dissipated and the morning light was twilight, the first thing Luocheng did after the battle was not to cheer and celebrate with countless people, but to drive that tattered mecha back to the next level. On the second floor of the urban area, Si Chen was found in an underground clinic.

He was lying quietly in the simple medical cabin, his complexion was snow-white, if it wasn't for the steady fluctuation of his heartbeat on the electrocardiogram machine, he would have looked almost dead.

Luo Cheng tightly grasped the armrest of the medical cabin, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

He couldn't describe how he felt at the time.

Ups and downs, lost and found, pain and love coexist.

The doctor at the clinic stood aside tremblingly, looking at the smoldering and vicious man, and stammered: "Small, the child is not saved, and the adult is out of danger, but, but this..."

Luo Cheng wiped his face, took a deep breath, "Say it."

The doctor said tactfully: "However, if Madam wants to have children in the future, it may be a little difficult."

Luo Cheng thought that Si Chen was in other danger if he was found out, but after hearing these words, his shoulders suddenly collapsed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with him, the child is nothing at all.

As long as he's okay, luckily he's okay...

Luo Cheng leaned on the medical cabin and slid to the ground, the aches and exhaustion all over his body rushed towards him at this moment.And he's finally caught his anchor, at least now, he can relax that string in his mind a little bit and rest.

The eyes of Aunt Hong who was with her were all red from crying. She looked at Luo Cheng's appearance, thinking that he was too sad to speak, and said guiltily, "Sir, it's all my fault, I shouldn't promise Madam Went out to buy flowers..."

Luo Cheng closed his eyes and shook his head, of course it wasn't her fault, not anyone's fault.He smiled wearily and said, "It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself."

Aunt Hong obviously didn't think so, and thought it was too kind and tragic for him to comfort her even when he was so sad.So she unknowingly told the whole story: "Actually, madam also wanted to give you a surprise. Madam said that yesterday was the second anniversary of your acquaintance, so she specially ordered flowers early in the morning. Alas, who knew that the flower shop in the upper city heard that We are at the bottom of the lower urban area, and regret that we don’t want to deliver the goods. Madam can’t help it, and I can’t persuade her, so I can only go out to buy flowers by myself..."

Luo Cheng listened, opened his eyes, and slowly sat up straight on the ground.

Lights and shadows cling to his face at the same time, and his facial features are like ice that has been frozen suddenly.

His shoulders trembled slightly, his fingers clenched into fists little by little on the ground, and his eyes stared blankly at her in the shadows.

"Say it again, start from the beginning, and say it again carefully..."

At noon on July 17, 7, Xia Xing of the First Galaxy was already in a precarious situation.

Old Marshal Andrew was out of illness, as if he had nothing to do with planning the whole rebellion, and threw all the public questioning and pressure of public opinion to Yuan Cong in the palace.

Outside the main gate of the Baiyujing Palace, the square was surrounded by major media and angry people. People's shouts merged into a huge sound wave and ocean, shaking the sky and the earth.

Even standing in the imperial study room, Yuan Cong could vaguely hear one or two shouts of "Get out of the palace, get out of Bai Yu Jing".

His brows twitched patiently, he took a deep breath, dropped the document in his hand, and said with a gloomy expression: "We have been searching for more than three months, but we still haven't found anything. There is no way to go on like this."

The red dragon was carefully touching the secret compartment under the desk, his expression didn't move when he heard the words, and he still said softly: "Your Highness, don't worry, if the empress has the Jade Seal of Chuan Guo in her hand, it is impossible not to take it out all the time— —Without Yuxi, even the crown prince is not orthodox. Since Yuxi is not in their hands, it must still be in the palace. As long as we find Yuxi, you will be able to ascend the throne smoothly."

After all, Yuan Cong was only in his 20s, and the huge pressure from all parties in the past three months had become unbearable for him. After hearing such a non-painful and neither salty nor salty call from Honglong, he suddenly exploded.

He swept away the things on the emperor's desk, and roared angrily: "You speak lightly! What the hell are the 'thorns' people doing? Three months ago, they couldn't even look at two women. They couldn’t catch them even if they escaped, and they told me that they must be dead? Yuxi? Ha, Yuxi——for such a long time, every piece of land in the palace is about to be torn apart, where is the Yuxi?!”

The red dragon listened to the training with his head down, but a trace of impatience and killing intent flashed in his eyes. After Yuan Cong finished venting his emotions, he raised his head, still looking gentle and honest.

"His Royal Highness, please think about the grievances of His Royal Highness back then," he coaxed, "We have to avenge him, and let Yuan Che's family pay with blood—we can't let the prince die in vain, Your Highness."

Yuan Cong slumped back into the chair, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and murmured in pain: "Father... Father, you are in heaven, can't you help me?"

The third and fourth galaxies are now in the hands of Wei Zheng, the prince and queen are still alive, the pressure of public opinion is overwhelming, and that old Andrew wants to be alone now, watching the fire from the other side...

What could he do... what else could he do? !

Marshal Andrew von Schmidt's residence.

The old marshal had just finished his lunch.He is old and has a bad appetite. A large table of well-matched, nutritious and natural ingredients for lunch, he only took a few mouthfuls before letting the robot remove it.

Such a table of food is not enough for the people in the lower part of Seneg City to afford it with a year's income, but in his eyes, it is just a table of bland and unappetizing things.

After removing the dining table, the robot brought the antihypertensive and hypoglycemic drugs that the old marshal had to take after every meal.

After taking the medicine, Andrew patted his slightly stagnant chest, and had to sigh that he was really old.

He is already 150 years old, and his early military career gave him not only honor, power and status, but also a broken leg and countless injuries all over his body.

Now that he holds a lot of power and sits at the top of the empire's power, he can't help but feel that the high place is extremely cold.

In the marshal's mansion, except for the old marshal, there is no living person, only cold robots and intelligent systems. He has never been married, has no wife and children, and is alone.

Because people are fickle and untrustworthy, in this world, only machines will not deceive and betray him.

Andrew doesn't trust anyone, and his legs are the painful price he once paid for trusting others.

The artificial female voice of the intelligent system sounded in the air, not in a hurry: "Sir, you have a visitor."

Andrew raised his head, his gray eyebrows moved, and asked slowly, "Who is it?"

The system says, "Unknown visitor."

Immediately afterwards, a virtual screen appeared in the air. Andrew looked at the person in the screen and slowly frowned.

When Andrew walked to the living room, the visitor was already waiting there.

The visitor bowed to the old man, and said respectfully: "Good afternoon, Marshal Schmidt, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm not bad, it's just a relapse of my old problem." Andrew sat on the sofa, said with a smile, squinting his eyes, "but you, come to my old man at this time, what's your business, Mr. An?"

The person who came was none other than An Fohai who had disappeared from people's eyes as if invisible since Yuan Che's death.

Servant An still stood bowed, as if no matter who he was facing, he always looked respectful and reliable.

Andrew didn't dare to underestimate this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man, if it wasn't for him, their plan would have been impossible to implement.

Who would have thought that the head of the House of Internal Affairs, who had served the emperor for more than 60 years and watched the emperor grow up, would be the one who united with outsiders to betray the emperor?

Tsk tsk, I don't know what Yuanche's mood was when he was slowly poisoned to death.

Servant An said with a smile: "Now the court is in turmoil, the cabinet's hearts are unstable, and the new prime minister can't control things. It's time for you to sit in charge. Why are you recuperating at home instead?"

Andrew smiled and shook his head: "I'm old, I'm old, I can't take it anymore. Besides, the empire still has a lot of talents without me."

An Nei waiter said: "In my opinion, why does the marshal want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

Andrew smiled. This was very rude and abrupt. With An Fuhai's character of being doughy on the surface but actually a fine character, it should never have come out of his mouth.

The old man tilted his head back, still smiling, but his voice lost all warmth: "What does Mr. An mean by that?"

"Forgive me, Marshal. I'm just quick to speak." Servant An immediately saluted and apologized, but there was no apology in what he said next, "Now that Wei Zheng controls the third and fourth galaxies, the people outside are full of resentment, and inside the cabinet There are also many discussions, the son of Yuan Cong is suffering from internal and external troubles now - since you don't help him, don't you just let him fend for himself, or even - kill himself?"

Andrew's smile disappeared in a second, and he said in a deep voice, "An Fohai, you are so brave."

Servant An continued to say unaffected: "It's just that the marshal is watching the fire from the other side, but he can't be alone. If Yuan Cong loses, how can Yuan Chen and Wei Zheng let you go?"

Andrew squinted his eyes and sneered: "What do you want to say?"

Having said that, An's servant bent his waist even lower, and finally stated the purpose of his trip: "I heard that on the day His Majesty passed away, the Empress and His Royal Highness came to the mansion to ask the Marshal for help—"

An Fohai raised his head, his benevolent eyes gleamed, "Did they entrust the Imperial Seal to the Marshal?"

"The worst decision I made was to give Yuxi to Andrew."

The queen sighed and said wearily.

Luo Cheng comforted: "Your Majesty, it's not your fault. No one thought that the old marshal would betray the empire."

The queen glanced at him and shook her head bitterly.

They are now in the governor's mansion of the fourth galaxy. After the queen and Princess Yuanjing came, the governor offered his mansion with a wink.

The queen experienced a series of ups and downs and three months of space drifting. Her physical and mental condition was very bad. She couldn't support her after a few words. Luo Cheng had no choice but to let her rest and leave the room.

According to what the queen said, the Chuanguo Yuxi has been in the hands of Old Marshal Andrew three months ago, but why has it been so long and he hasn't given the Yuxi to Yuan Cong?

As long as there is the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, coupled with the oral order of Yuan Che before his death, Yuan Cong can ascend the throne immediately, even if the queen, prince and princess are all alive, it will not be able to stop it.

What the hell was that old guy thinking?

Luo Cheng couldn't help but took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it to his mouth.

"My brother hates the smell of cigarettes the most, don't you know?"

When Luo Cheng turned his head, he saw Yuan Jing standing in the corridor not far behind him with his arms folded, looking at him with eyes of unknown meaning.

He took off the cigarette on his lips and saluted: "Your Highness the Princess."

Yuan Jing came over and asked curiously, "Yuan Chen actually let you smoke?"

As soon as this name was mentioned, Luo Cheng's heart felt like being hammered hard by something, and then soaked in the icy sea water, it was painful and bitter.

He unconsciously pinched the cigarette in his hand, rubbing it until it deformed, "I don't smoke in front of His Royal Highness, and His Highness doesn't mind too much." That's all he could say.

Yuan Jing touched his chin, and suddenly asked: "General, do you love my brother?"

Luo Cheng was startled. Although he didn't understand why she asked this question, he still said without hesitation: "I love him."

"Oh," Yuan Jing nodded, then raised his finger to tap his temple, and asked, "Then do you know that Yuan Chen has a problem with his head?"

If he didn't understand Princess Yuan Jing's personality, Luo Cheng would have thought that she was a spy sent by the enemy.

He scratched his brow bone, and replied puzzledly: "Uh, I know... what's wrong?"

"You can't communicate with a person with brain problems in the way of a normal person, and you can't expect him to understand the brain circuit of a normal person—of course, don't expect you to understand his brain circuit—" Yuan Jing suddenly reached out and patted Patting him on the shoulder, he said earnestly, "So, if there is any problem, don't hide and guess each other, and explain it clearly to him, understand?"

Luo Cheng opened his eyes slightly, a little stunned and a little confused, he didn't know how to react for a while, and was stunned.

Seeing his rare stupefied look, Yuan Jing shook his head and sighed old-fashionedly.

She did not know where to find an apple, took a big bite, and said as she walked, "He is already awake, hurry up and find him."

The feeling in his heart at this moment can't deceive anyone, because of these words, Luo Cheng's whole body was shaken, and he ran towards the room that he never dared to approach after sending Si Chen in.

Yuan Jing watched him run away in a hurry, took a bite of the apple, and looked up at the blue sky.The weather is fine and everything looks promising.

She just wanted someone to save him.

Will he be the one to pull him out of the mire?

The author has something to say: Look at my sincere face.

Do you think I will BE?

There is one more to end this world, everyone, don't wait, wake up tomorrow morning and watch it again.

I looked at the number of words left to be coded and cried.