Compared to the Empress, the emperor of the Yetian Empire rarely showed himself in public.
The first few chapters of 《Galactic Toppling》 briefly introduced the background of this article. The Yetian Empire was originally the overlord of the galaxy, but a few decades ago, the imperial family made the mistake of starting a war. That war directly led to the division of the country, causing its strength to plummet. Since then, the imperial family's military power had been taken away, and even now, there were only a thousand guards.
Although the emperor in front of him had deliberately kept a low profile since he succeeded the throne, the memory of the original Duan Hengye constantly reminded him that the emperor was absolutely dissatisfied with the current situation of the imperial family being at a disadvantage, and even hated the current power of Meng Jinhuai.
Although the original host was a high-level spy for the imperial family, he had only met the emperor a few times, and the last time was almost ten years ago.
Just as Duan Hengye was trying to recall the details of their last meeting, the two had already reached the door of the study. "His Majesty said that you can go in directly." The servant that accompanied Duan Hengye bowed slightly after he finished speaking, and then left as if he was escaping … Duan Hengye was speechless as he looked at the servant's back. Was there a need for that? Then he finally took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the tightly shut door of the study.
A faint fragrance wafted into his nose. After Duan Hengye pushed open the door, he saw a young man standing by the flower pot with his back facing him. At this time, the young man's head was lowered as he tended to the delicate flower pot in front of him, looking very relaxed. But Duan Hengye knew that the more this kind of person was, the more terrifying they were …
After hearing the sound of someone pushing open the door, before Duan Hengye could say anything, the emperor turned around and looked at him indifferently. "You're here." Then he gently put down the flower scissors in his hand. In the Galactic Era, the average lifespan of a human was more than two hundred years. Although it had been almost ten years since the last time they met, the emperor's appearance didn't change at all compared to Duan Hengye's memory.
His black hair was slightly longer, and his appearance was slightly feminine. In short, he did not look like the ruler of the Empire that people imagined him to be. 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 …" Logically speaking, the original owner of the body should not know that Meng Jinhuai was already out of danger, so Duan Hengye remained calm and bowed to him. The Emperor smiled and sat on the sofa next to him. He put his fingers on his knees and tapped them gently from time to time. After a while, he slowly said to Duan Hengye, "It seems that Professor Duan still doesn't know the situation at the edge of the planet."
Upon hearing this, Duan Hengye frowned and raised his head.
Seeing that Duan Hengye had finally raised his head, the Emperor smiled at him. He then stood up and patted Duan Hengye's shoulder, whispering in his ear, "Congratulations, Professor Duan. Your spouse has saved you from danger. " After he finished speaking, the back of the Emperor's hand gently rubbed against Duan Hangye's cheek twice in a rather ambiguous manner.
Duan Hengye had never liked physical contact with others since he was young, but this time, he ignored the discomfort on his face.
Meng Jinhuai had saved him from danger, and the ending was exactly the same as in the original novel!
For some reason, Duan Hengye's body began to tremble. This was not to say that he was afraid of the man in front of him, but it was an instinctive reaction from the original owner of the body. Although the memories of being trained as a spy when she was young had gradually faded away as she grew older, this body still had an instinctive fear of the man in front of her.
After hearing the Emperor's words, Duan Hengye immediately pretended to be shocked. He opened his eyes wide and muttered, "No … this is impossible …" Although the original owner of the body did not care about Meng Jinhuai's life or death, he was very confident in his knowledge of mechas. Therefore, after hearing this sentence, it was impossible for him not to react.
Seeing this, the Emperor smiled and said in a rather ambiguous tone, "I don't need Professor Duan to explain anything to me. You just need to know that you may be in for some suffering."
Suffering? Duan Hengye did not quite understand what the Emperor meant by this, but the Emperor quickly gave him an answer.
The Emperor sat back down on the sofa and took out a handheld carved out of white jade from somewhere. As the Emperor played with the jade in his hand, he said regretfully, "I won't be giving you the medicine this time. As for the future … that will depend on Professor Duan's performance."
Medicine!
This word activated part of Duan Hengye's memory.
The original owner's parents were once famous scientists in the Empire. They died in an experimental accident many years ago. As an orphan, the original owner of the body was supposed to be sent to the Galactic Welfare Institute. However, due to his superior intellect and the fact that he had been learning from his parents, the royal family decided to make use of him. On one hand, Empress pretended to sympathize with him and adopted him into the royal family. On the other hand, he secretly trained him in high-intensity undercover and mecha theory.
Also … the original owner of the body worked so hard for the royal family not only because he had been brainwashed by the royal family since he was young, but also because he was under the control of the medicine. That's right, the world of "Toppling Stars" had clearly entered the interstellar era, but the royal family was still very old-fashioned and used drugs to control their own undercover agents.
Isn't this too much of a scam? At this moment, Duan Hengye really wanted to go back to his previous world and beg the author "Tired Every Day": Can you not play me like this …
The emperor didn't seem to want to see the original owner of the body either. Before Duan Hengye could say anything, he closed his eyes and waved his hand slightly. Then he said impatiently, "Okay, you can go."
The heavy wooden door of the study slowly closed after Duan Hengye left. He once again fell into the oppressive black space of the corridor. Even though he had just been reminded of how dangerous his situation was, Duan Hengye's mood was the calmest it had been in the past hour.
After this meeting with the emperor, Duan Hengye clearly realized that he didn't have much trust as an undercover agent. If Meng Jinhuai really died one day, he could only end up like a dog that had already outlived its usefulness. Therefore, he had to break away from this unlucky undercover organization of the royal family, and his marriage with the marshal ….. was also a must.
Duan Hengye was immersed in his own emotions. When he reached the end of the corridor, the optical computer he carried with him suddenly lit up.
Based on the original owner's memories, Duan Hengye hesitated for a moment before reaching out to turn on the optical computer. In an instant, a screen appeared in front of his eyes. Duan Hangye nervously glanced at the corridor. After confirming that he was the only one here, he began to read the contents of the screen.
"Amro University:
Respected Professor Duan Hengye, our university sincerely invites you to join the Mecha School teaching team … "
Amro University was the number one university in the galaxy, and the Mecha School produced many masters. However, as a subject that was constantly evolving, after the original owner of the body invented the new generation of Mecha and was promoted to the head of the research institute, 'Basic Theory', a course that every Mecha student had to study, had undergone a new compilation.
Although the name had 'Basic' written on it, in the eyes of most students, this course had nothing to do with the word 'Basic'.
Out of the dignity of being the number one university in the galaxy, Amro lowered the difficulty of the course, but the exams were still not easy to fool. Over time, this class became a hot potato. Every year, a different teacher would take over. The original owner's memories told Duan Hengye that many of his colleagues in the research institute had been invited to Amro to teach, but unfortunately, the results weren't very good.
Now, Amro University had finally sent an invitation to Duan Hengye to teach.
This really was … someone handing him a pillow when he was sleepy!
Duan Hengye just remembered that in 《Toppling Stars》, there was a genius supporting male lead who walked the line between good and evil. If the plot wasn't wrong, that genius was currently studying at Amro. If he didn't find him now, when would he find him? Besides, Anluo's Planet Du Guang and the Marshal's Mansion happened to be on opposite sides of the same galaxy. He could run over there to hide for a while … The Marshal, who had just escaped danger, probably wouldn't have the time to deal with him yet.
Duan Hengye who only wanted to escape didn't hesitate to accept the invitation and quickly walked out of the palace.
As the spouse of the research institute's head and the marshal, Duan Hengye also had a team in charge of his daily life. After seeing Duan Hengye, his personal assistant came up and asked out of habit, "Professor Duan, are you going back to Nan zhuxing?" Nan zhuxing was where the House of the Marshal was located.
Duan Hengye walked onto his private interstellar hover ship and lightly shook his head to his assistant, "No, to planet Du Guang."
The black aircraft slowly rose from the dock, and then rose into the clouds in an extremely graceful manner, flying toward the endless universe.
At the same time, in another star region 724,000 kilometers away, a silver-white cabin door slowly opened. A young man in a navy blue military uniform quickly walked into the cabin. In front of him was a three meter tall nutrition cabin filled with dark blue liquid. If one looked closely, they would see that there was a tall man standing quietly in the nutrition cabin. His upper body was naked and every muscle visible to the naked eye seemed to have been carefully calculated and sculpted by a sculptor.
… However, the scar that ran from his left shoulder to his right rib was a bit too hideous and ruined the beauty of the sculpture.
"Marshal, the photon computer has received news that Duan Hengye just accepted an invitation from Amro University to teach and is on his way to planet Du Guang!"
After a few seconds, the man in the nutrition cabin slowly raised his head.
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