The banquet in the military headquarters ended early. Today's event came to an end when it was a little late at night. As usual, Duan Hengye returned to the banquet hall to see the guests off with Meng Jinhuai. Nan Zhuxing, where the House of the Marshal was located, was like spring all year round, but the temperature difference between day and night was a little big. After standing at the door, Duan Hengye felt that the surrounding temperature dropped by five or six degrees in an instant.
Although the important members of the military headquarters also lived in Nan Zhuxing, today Dongfang You finally got a little familiar with her Prince Charming. Of course, she was excited. When she was carried out of the banquet hall by her father, she saw Duan Hengye standing not far away and waved to him excitedly.
In the eyes of the people around, Dongfang You was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of the tiger. After all, in Nan Zhuxing, who didn't know the indifferent character of the Marshal's spouse … Just when the little girl's father hesitated to remind her not to disturb Duan Hengye, the man standing not far away turned around naturally and then waved to the little girl gently.
Duan Hengye actually waved!
No, Duan Hengye actually waved to a little girl? The people who had been secretly observing the movement here couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Although Duan Hengye was still as indifferent as before, Dongfang You, who received a response, was so excited that she buried her face in her father's arms. Her father, General Dongfang, who was standing next to her, gently touched the little girl's head and then nodded slightly to Duan Hengye. Although the little girl was reluctant, the general was one of the few people who knew Duan Hengye's identity. He probably didn't want his daughter to have too much contact with the other party. After politely greeting him, the three of them left.
Almost at the same time, Su Mingge also came out of the banquet hall at this time. Unlike before, he did not choose to ignore Duan Hengye this time. Instead, he went over to greet Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai before boarding the starship.
Meng Jinhuai glanced at Duan Hengye gently and said to Su Mingge, "… A Heng hasn't been feeling well recently, so Professor Su might have to trouble the research institute for a few days." After he finished speaking, the people around him felt that Su Mingge's gaze was lingering on Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. His expression was a little strange.
However, Duan Hengye knew that Su Mingge was still thinking about what had just happened.
After a short while after Meng Jinhuai finished speaking, Su Mingge came back to his senses and said, "Ahem … Of course, no problem." Even though everyone in the research institute knew that his relationship with Duan Hangye wasn't that good, Su Mingge was still very well-versed in social etiquette outside the research institute, especially in the Southern Star, which was the other party's territory. He shook hands with Meng Jinhuai and Duan Hengye. He looked up at his plastic colleague and said politely, "Uh … Professor Duan, don't worry about your health." After he finished speaking, he quickly walked into the starship.
"…" Duan Hengye didn't want to continue the conversation.
Even though the military didn't allow reporters to enter the banquet hall, there would always be a large group of reporters waiting at the entrance of the banquet hall when it was over. From the moment the two of them appeared here, a few mini hovering cameras had been spinning around Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai.
Compared to the cameras from the Earth era, these hovering cameras were much smaller, almost negligible. However, for the nerdy Duan Hengye, it was a little strange to suddenly be surrounded by a hovering camera.
Meng Jinhuai, on the other hand, was different.
A gust of wind blew by, and the trees outside the banquet hall made a rustling sound. Duan Hengye felt the cold air caress his cheeks. A jacket that still carried Meng Jinhuai's warmth was gently draped over his body. Duan Hengye was originally a little shorter than Meng Jinhuai. Compared to Meng Jinhuai's obvious but not overly exaggerated muscles, Duan Hengye's physique wasn't very good.
Meng Jinhuai's black military uniform was draped over Duan Hangye's body, and the slightly loose military uniform actually made the person in front of him have a kind of beauty called frail.
This scene was broadcasted by the hovering cameras to millions of people in the galaxy.
Marshal Meng Jinhuai had an unparalleled popularity and fan base in the Yetian Empire. Every time he and Duan Hengye appeared on the intergalactic network, the viewership of the live broadcast would set a new record. In addition to the people watching the live broadcast on their own photon computers at home, there were even some fanatical fans from the planets that the marshal had conquered that projected the live broadcast in the downtown area.
Duan Hengye knew that the hovering cameras in front of him were collecting news material, but he didn't know how many people would see this scene.
The hall where the banquet was held today was actually part of the House of the Marshal. After the banquet officially ended, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai returned to the House of the Marshal.
Because he had been staying in the hospital room for the past few days, this was the first time Duan Hengye carefully observed the House of the Marshal since he was reborn in 《Toppling Stars》. Compared to the somewhat oppressive palace, the House of the Marshal's design made people feel more relaxed and not as extravagant.
After passing through the banquet hall, they arrived at the residential area.
From the original host's memories, although the two had been married for a long time, they had always rested in separate rooms. Although he was a spy, the original host's cold personality meant that he wasn't the kind of person who would casually have intimate contact with other people. It was true that the two of them had fallen in love at first sight many years ago as a foreshadowing, but this still couldn't change the fact that they were in a political marriage.
At that time, they had just gotten married and weren't familiar with each other. Out of habit and respect, they naturally lived in separate rooms. In the blink of an eye, it was now.
Thinking of this, Duan Hengye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
People's eyes couldn't be hidden. Although Duan Hengye tried to pretend to be calm, the marshal could still read a bit of curiosity in his eyes. So on the way back, Meng Jinhuai was very interested in telling him about the structure of the House of the Marshal.
It had to be said that Meng Jinhuai was indeed a person who could be described as "perfect". Even when it came to telling stories, he was very good at it.
On the way back from the banquet hall to the residential area, Duan Hengye was unknowingly fascinated by the story. But when he saw the gentleness in the other's eyes, he suddenly shivered. Duan Hengye forcefully pinched his palms. He once again told himself that the person in front of him was Meng Jinhuai! The marshal of the kingdom, the man who had just been tricked by him and was ready to take revenge at any time like a poisonous snake.
Duan Hengye's reason finally came back.
Although the original host was a person who was abnormally slow when it came to relationships, but before he and Duan Hengye got married, the royal family had done a little bit of training in this area.
For example … Compared to Duan Hengye who couldn't wait to get a divorce tonight, the royal family had always been worried that Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai living separately would cause their feelings for each other to fade. So when the two were together in private, the original host would follow the royal family's orders to "seduce" the marshal. And from the royal family's reaction, it was very likely that they had placed low level spies around the original host and Meng Jinhuai to observe their daily interactions.
It was probably because the original host's acting wasn't good enough, or he didn't have any talent in pretending to be affectionate. Meng Jinhuai could see his unwillingness at a glance, so Meng Jinhuai who still had a good impression of the original host would very considerately reject this suggestion.
He was waiting for the day when their hearts were connected.
— — This was the true attitude towards the white moonlight! How could the original host be so suicidal! Duan Hengye once again couldn't help but ridicule.
When the two were about to reach the residential area, Meng Jinhuai finally remembered this matter. Although there was some resistance in his heart, but thinking back to the tragic situation a few days ago when the drug acted up, Duan Hengye finally walked the same path as the original host.
Duan Hengye stood in place and slowly took off the military jacket Meng Jinhuai gave him.
"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Meng Jinhuai stopped strangely.
Although Duan Hangye, who had read many melodramatic novels in his previous life, had thought of hundreds of seduction methods in his mind, the moment he saw Ming Meng Jinhuai's face, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing.
Marshal Meng saw the man in front of him hand the jacket to him with a face full of righteousness. "Thank you for the jacket." Duan Hengye said very politely.
"No problem." Meng Jinhuai smiled and took the jacket back. "I didn't pay attention this time. Next time you go out, you must wear thicker clothes." His words really sounded like a man who cared about his partner.
When his voice fell, the two finally arrived in front of Duan Hengye's bedroom.
After thinking about his awkward behavior, Duan Hengye finally gritted his teeth and asked Meng Jinhuai habitually like the original host: "Where is the marshal resting tonight?"
After hearing Duan Hengye's words, according to the script, Meng Jinhuai should have rejected his invitation and walked straight to the other side of the corridor, but he suddenly stopped. He stood in place, then lowered his head slightly and said to Duan Hengye in a slightly ambiguous tone: "A Heng, do you want me to accompany you tonight?"
Wait … … Things are developing in a different direction from what I imagined.
Duan Hengye couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Even though Duan Hengye knew that if he rejected Meng Jinhuai's invitation, he decided to use his poor health as an excuse to reject him. However, he was still one step too slow. Before Duan Hengye could speak, Meng Jinhuai took the lead and walked to the door. He turned around and smiled at Duan Hengye: "In that case, I'll accompany A Heng tonight."
Actually, he didn't have to … …
After seeing Meng Jinhuai's expression and the way he opened the door, Duan Hengye finally realized — — he was no longer Meng Jinhuai's pure moonlight, but a little cannon fodder who overestimated himself and wanted to kill him. Meng Jinhuai, who had no feelings for him, didn't have to take care of him like before.
Tsk, men.
The dark wooden door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open by Meng Jinhuai. The sensor light turned on, and the thick beige wool carpet and the huge double bed in the middle of the room appeared in front of Duan Hengye. At the same time, Duan Hengye's right eyelid violently twitched.
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