Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

Chapter 3?

Compared to queens who are keen on banquets and socializing, the emperors of the Yetian Empire rarely show up in front of others.

The first few chapters of "Dumping Interstellar" briefly introduced the background of this article-the Yetian Empire was originally a well-deserved overlord of the interstellar, but decades ago the imperial royal family erroneously launched a war, and that war directly resulted As a result of the division of the country, the strength also plummeted. Since then, the royal family's military power has been taken away, and there is still only a guard of more than 1,000 men.

Although the emperor in front of him has deliberately kept a low profile since he succeeded to the throne, the memory of the original owner always reminds Duan Hengye - he is absolutely dissatisfied with the current situation of the imperial family, and even hates Meng Jinhuai, who is currently in power. .

Although he was a high-level undercover agent in the royal family, the original owner only met the emperor a few times. The last time was almost ten years ago.

Just when Duan Hengye tried to recall the details of the last meeting, the two had already reached the door of the study. "Your Majesty said that you can go directly in." The attendant who accompanied Duan Hengye bowed slightly after speaking, and then fled and left here... Duan Hengye glanced silently. His back, as for? Then he finally took a deep breath and slowly opened the closed door of the study.

A burst of scent hits his face. After Duan Hengye pushed the door in, he saw a young man standing next to the flowerpot with his back turned to him. At this time, he was bowing his head to play with the delicate orchid in front of him, looking very leisurely. But Duan Hengye knew that the more such a talent, the more terrifying...

After hearing the sound of someone pushing the door in, before Duan Hengye could speak, the emperor turned around and glanced at him lightly and said, "You are here." Then he gently put down the flower scissors in his hand. The average lifespan of human beings in the interstellar era has reached more than two hundred years. Although nearly ten years have passed since the last meeting, from the outside, the emperor and Duan Hengye's memory have not changed a bit.

The black hair is slightly longer, and the appearance is slightly feminine. In short, from the image point of view, he is not like the imperial ruler people imagine. However, Duan Hengye knew that the man in front of him had the same ambition and... the same cruelty as his ancestors.

"Yes, Your Majesty..." It stands to reason that the original owner still doesn't know that Meng Jinhuai has escaped, so Duan Hengye still bowed to him calmly as before. The emperor smiled and sat on the sofa next to him. He put his fingers on his knees and tapped gently from time to time. After a while, he slowly said to Duan Hengye: "It seems that Professor Duan still doesn't know the edge. The situation on the planet."

After hearing this, Duan Hengye frowned in time and raised his head.

Seeing Duan Hengye finally raised his head, the emperor smiled at him, then stood up and lightly patted Duan Hengye on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Congratulations, Professor Duan. Your spouse has been saved." After speaking, the back of the emperor's hand was quite ambiguous and gently rubbed Duan Hengye's cheek twice.

Duan Hengye didn't like physical contact with others since he was a child, but this time he rarely ignored the discomfort on his face.

Meng Jinhuai turned the danger into a bargain, and it really ended up exactly like the original book!

For some reason, Duan Hengye's body suddenly trembled slightly. This is not to say that he was afraid of the man in front of him, but the instinctive reaction of the original owner's body. Although the memories of the years when he was trained as an undercover as a child have gradually become blurred with age, this body still instinctively reports a strong fear of the man in front of him.

After the emperor's words fell, Duan Hengye immediately pretended to be very surprised. He opened his eyes and muttered: "No... this is impossible..." Although the original owner didn't care about Meng Jinhuai's life and death, he knew his mecha knowledge. Very confident, so after hearing this sentence, he can't be unresponsive.

Upon seeing this, the emperor smiled and said in a rather ambiguous tone: "I don't need Professor Duan to give me any explanation, you just need to know that you may be suffering recently."

suffer? Duan Hengye didn't quite understand what the emperor meant by this, but quickly gave an answer to convenience.

The emperor sat on the sofa again, and he did not know where to take out a handle made of white jade. While playing with the jade in his hand, the emperor said with regret: "The medicine will not be given this time. As for future...it depends on Professor Duan's performance."

medicine!

This word activated some memories in Duan Hengye's mind.

The parents of the original owner were famous scientists in the empire and died in an experimental accident many years ago. As an orphan, the original owner should have been sent to the Interstellar Welfare Institute, but due to his natural IQ and has been learning mecha knowledge with his parents, the royal family began to use it. On the one hand, the queen adopted him into the royal family with pretending sympathy, and on the other hand, he was a high-intensity undercover training and mecha theory study in private.

And... the reason why the original owner worked so diligently for the royal family was not only because he had received royal brainwashing education since he was a child, but also because he was also under drug control. Yes, the world of "Dumping Interstellar" has clearly entered the interstellar era, but the royal family is still very retro and using drugs to control its undercover.

This is too bad, right? At this time, Duan Hengye really wants to go back to her previous world, and then pray to the author "I'm tired every day" Girl: Can you not play with me like this...

The emperor didn't seem to want to see the original owner again. Before Duan Hengye could say something, he closed his eyes and waved his hand slightly, and then said a little impatiently: "Okay, you go."

The heavy wooden door of the study was slowly closed after Duan Hengye left, and he once again fell into the extremely depressing black space of the corridor. Although I was reminded once again just how dangerous my situation is, the mood of Hengye during this period is the calmest moment in more than an hour.

After going through this side with the emperor, Duan Hengye clearly realized that he, the undercover agent, did not get much trust. If Meng Jinhuai really died one day, he would only get a dead end. Therefore, he must be separated from this unlucky royal undercover organization, and his marriage to the Marshal... also must be separated.

Duan Hengye had been immersed in his own emotions, and he stopped thinking just now when the light brain he carried with him suddenly lit up at the end of the corridor.

According to the original owner's memory, Duan Hengye hesitated for a while before reaching out to open the light brain, and a light screen jumped out of his eyes in an instant. Duan Hengye glanced nervously at the corridor, and only read the content on the light screen after he was sure he was the only one here.

"An Luo University:

Dear Professor Duan Hengye, our school sincerely invites you to join the teaching team of Mecha Academy..."

Anluo University is the number one institution of higher learning in the interstellar world, and the Mecha Academy is even more masters. However, as a subject that is always moving forward, after the original owner invented a new generation of mecha and was promoted to the dean of the research institute, "Basic Theory", a course that every mecha major must learn, was carried out again. compilation.

Although the word "basic" is written in the name, in the eyes of most students, this course has nothing to do with the word "basic" at all.

Out of the dignity of StarCraft No. 1 Higher Education Institution, although An Luo has reduced the difficulty of the course a little, the exam is not easy to fool. Over time, this course has become a hot potato, and it will be replaced by a teacher every year. The memory of the original owner told Duan Hengye that many of his colleagues in the research institute had been invited to attend classes in Anluo. Unfortunately, the effect was not very good.

Now, An Luo University finally sent Duan Hengye a lecture invitation.

This is really...someone will pass a pillow when you doze off!

Duan Hengye just remembered that in "Dumping Interstellar" there is a pharmacy genius male partner wandering between good and evil. If there is nothing wrong with the plot, that genius happens to be studying in An Luo right now. When will you wait to find him now? Besides, Duguangxing where An Luo is located is exactly on both sides of the same galaxy as the Marshal's Mansion, and he can just run over to avoid the limelight... It is estimated that the Marshal who was out of danger just now has no time to find himself there to settle accounts.

Duan Hengye, who was thinking about running, accepted the invitation to teach without much hesitation, and then walked quickly outside the palace.

As the spouse of the dean of the academy and the marshal, Duan Hengye also has a team responsible for daily life. After seeing Duan Hengye, his personal assistant came up and asked habitually: "Professor Duan, are you going back to the Southern Stars now?" Nan Zhuxing is the location of the Marshal's Mansion.

Duan Hengye stepped onto his personal interstellar hovercraft. He gently shook his head and said to his assistant: "No, go to Guangxing."

The black aircraft rose slowly from the docking pad, and then ascended to the clouds in an extremely graceful posture, heading towards the endless universe.

At the same time, in another star field seventy-two thousand and four thousand miles away, the silver-white hatch slowly opened, and a young man in a navy blue military uniform stepped into the cabin. Opposite him is a three-meter-high nutrition cabin filled with dark blue liquid. If you look closely, you can still find that a tall man is standing quietly in the nutrition cabin. His upper body is naked, and every muscle visible to the naked eye seems to have been carefully calculated and carved by a sculptor.

……It's just that the scar that runs from the left shoulder to the right rib is really a bit too hideous, destroying the beauty of this sculpture.

"Master Marshal, Guangnao has received the news that Duan Hengye has just accepted a lecture invitation from Anluo University and has already set off for Duguangxing!"

After a few seconds, the man in the nutrition cabin slowly raised his head.