Zhong Qing (Cherish) - Chap 32
Lin Dongliang went to the Imperial Palace with Skarter on the first day he came back from leave. He happened to see His Majesty the Emperor having just finished arguing with the Cabinet, with a look on his face that said anyone who stood in his way would die.
Moschery’s mood was very violent. He took off his mask, and the golden eyes of the dragon eye had turned into an oval shape.
“Your Majesty.” Lin Dongliang said, “Your marriage is not just a personal matter… After all, there are many aspects involved…”
Moschery said coldly, “So, are you going to force me to have a baby tomorrow?”
Lin Dongliang: “…no”
Skarter actually had the heart to joke, “It would be a good idea if Qin Yun could give birth…”
“…” Lin Dongliang no longer wanted to pay attention to him.
It was rare for His Majesty the Emperor not to fly his own aircraft, and Skarter was a little surprised.
“Left it at home.” Moschery explained indifferently. The three of them boarded the Royal Guards’ spaceship in a huge formation. Within a few seconds, posts like ‘Royal Cool Trio’ and ‘Soon to be married man really pays attention to his image’ appeared on All Universe 818, which were full of photos and videos of the escorts team.
“Public opinion had been controlled by Chen Xiao.” Moschery threw the tablet to Lin Dongliang, “You handle the rest; you can post about the sweet moments, and I’ll provide the material.”
“Then you have to promise me, Your Majesty.” Lin Dongliang took a deep breath, “You can’t go picking fights yourself.”
Moschery’s expression stiffened, and he replied stiffly, “It’s not like I go and create an alt account.”
Lin Dongliang, enraged and forgetting formalities, exclaimed, “It’s not like you haven’t done it before! That post is still at the top today! It has almost reached a billion comments!” He quickly swiped on the tablet, pulling up a post titled ‘Hey, bitches! Watch this! I’ll conquer the world!!’
Moschery struggled to defend himself, “…I was only 12 years old at the time!”
“You’re not much better now.” Lin Dongliang held his forehead and suddenly froze in place when he looked at the backyard of the palace.
“What…?” Skarter followed and looked over. He paused for a long time and then asked uncertainly, “Your Majesty… what is Qin Yun doing on your aircraft?”
“What is doing doing?” His Majesty the Emperor said matter-of-factly, “Pasting rhinestones.”
Lin Dongliang: “…”
Moschery: “I’ll find something for him to do. Besides, Zhongyan also likes it.”
“…” Skarter opened his mouth, “Your Majesty… you can’t spoil your wife and children like this.”
Qin Yun diligently transformed Moschery’s aircraft into royal extravagance. By the time he looked down, Lin Dongliang had been waiting below for quite a while.
The Secretary of State craned his neck and greeted him, “Would you like to take a break?”
“Yes.” Qin Yun slowly climbed down from the top of the aircraft, “I’ll ask Shen Zhuofan to come along? Would you like some tea?”
When Shen Zhuofan arrived, Ba Jin’s old housekeeper had just brewed a large pot of new tea. The three of them simply moved the table and chairs under the aircraft. The morning breeze was cool and dry, and the huge shadow of the wings fell on the grass, dividing the sunlight into contrasting colours of light and dark.
“Is General Skarter okay?” Qin Yun poured tea for Lin Dongliang.
Lin Dongliang smiled gently, “It’s good for him to have a holiday. Zong is fine, and Yuanbao will take care of it.”
Shen Zhuofan’s body had recovered a lot. Because he and Qin Yun were in a similar situation, Arthur and Moschery had developed a tacit understanding of each other. Recently, they had been meeting each other to go hunting to vent their mania, and the unlucky Skarter happened to walk right into the line of fire.
“Why should I come with you?!” Skarter’s weapon was a pair of twin guns, “I obviously have a guide, okay?!”
Arthur’s sword was slightly shorter than Moschery’s and was entirely silver-white. He was about to remove the head of a flame crocodile he had just killed, “You mean Lin Dongliang?” The Duke smiled frivolously, “He’s letting you sleep with him?”
“…” Skarter: “Not yet…but that’s because I refused!”
Moschery snorted, “If you didn’t get laid, you didn’t get laid; don’t give yourself excuses for not being able to.”
Skarter: “…”
“Make it sound like you got some.” Arthur glanced sideways at His Majesty the Emperor, “I was rolling in the sheets while you were still figuring out where you were.”
Moschery said coldly and contemptuously, “What’s the point? Didn’t you get dumped before?”
Arthur: “…”
Lin Dongliang and Shen Zhuofan sneezed several times in a row, causing Qin Yun’s own nose to itch a little as he watched.
“Someone must be saying bad things about me…” Shen Zhuofan muttered in a low voice. He had a serious cat tongue. He held the hot tea for a long time without taking a sip and kept blowing it.
Qin Yun couldn’t bear it anymore and gave him a glass of ice water.
Lin Dongliang held the teacup and covered his hands. He had just listened to Shen Zhuofan’s method of releasing conscious hypnosis and sighed, “You are too messy. Don’t do that again in the future, do you understand?”
Shen Zhuofan: “At that time, I wasn’t thinking too much… it was like dry tinder catching fire with thunder from the heavens…” He looked suspiciously at Lin Dongliang, “You and Skarter, anything going on?”
Lin Dongliang coughed, “We are more… restrained.”
Qin Yun: “…” Is it really okay for you to show off your affection like this in front of someone who has never even been to Bonding Heat?!
Arthur’s sword was light and sharp. He and Moschery were good at close combat. One person could kill a flame crocodile alone. Even if it were not completely dead, Skarter would help with the finishing blow behind. The range of his two guns was very far, and he could change cartridges quickly with one hand. It was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
“We need to kill something edible.” Skarter suggested, “We need to fill our stomachs later.”
Moschery didn’t react immediately, “I brought some nutritional supplements… Do you guys really plan to cook and eat?”
The other two people had complete ‘How could a guide want you?’ expressions.
Arthur held up a golden sea hare that had just been shot in the head by Skarter and threw it on the ground. He squatted down and began to process the fur and then skillfully shaved off the flesh piece by piece.
The Duke did not feel aggrieved at all when he did this, and his whole body exuded a proud and high-spirited style.
Moschery was a bit puzzled, “It seems that your mansion is not so poor that you can’t afford to use a cook, right?”
“What do you know?” Arthur picked out a piece of tender meat, grilled it and threw it into his mouth, “Do you know what ‘Twenty four Filial Husbands1‘ means? That’s why I’ve rolled over my bed sheets countless times, but you’re still courting.”
Moschery: “…”
Of course, Skarter was not to be outdone. The young general even brought a secret dipping sauce with him.
After tasting it, His Majesty the Emperor’s expression became even more unfathomable…
Lin Dongliang was surprised for a long time when he learned that Qin Yun could cook.
“It’s nothing, right?” Qin Yun said in amusement, “I knew how to cook when I was still on the ranch. I’ve been living alone since I moved out, so my skills certainly aren’t bad.”
“What a good wife and mother…” Shen Zhuofan sighed, “The cooks in Arthur’s family can’t cook as delicious as Arthur’s.”
Qin Yun was shocked, “The Duke knows how to cook?!”
“Yes.” Shen Zhuofan nodded, and he recalled, “I remember Skarter can also…”
Lin Dongliang admitted, “He can also carve patterns and create platters, and the secret dipping sauce is particularly delicious.”
Qin Yun: “…”
Lin Dongliang: “Actually, during peacetime, the families of guides and sentinels have a tradition where the former takes charge outside, and the latter manages the household. After all, the mental work tends to be a bit more demanding.”
“You can actually try it tonight.” Lin Dongliang said with a smile, “Maybe His Majesty’s craftsmanship is also very good?”
Although Lin Dongliang said so, Qin Yun remained quite rational about whether Moschery could cook. After all, the other party is the Emperor, so it was not suitable for him to think that he could cook.
It wasn’t until midnight that Moschery suddenly suggested making a midnight snack that Qin Yun realised how naive he had been.
His Majesty the Emperor’s pursuit of a good husband with twenty-four filial piety was truly unmatched in its dedication…
Qin Yun pretended to look at the menu for a long time and finally decided, “I still want to eat dumplings.”
“Don’t you want anything else?” Moschery said regretfully, “Are the dumplings a bit too simple?”
Qin Yun tried his best to look sincere, “I really, really like eating dumplings.”
Moschery raised his eyebrows and put on an expression that said, ‘Is that so? There’s nothing can be done about it’, turned around and entered the kitchen to start kneading dough and rolling dough.
Finally, he rolled out four dumpling wrappers and broke four of the rolling pins…
Qin Yun: “…”
“…” Moschery’s expression turned a bit grim, “I’m actually good at other dishes, but I can’t control my strength.”
Qin Yun smiled and said, “It’s okay. Four is still four.”
In the end, when it was almost dawn, the four dumplings were completely cooked. Qin Yun took the first bite and realised that they were actually sweet.
“Sweet. Very sweet.” Moschery pointed at each one with a stinky face, “I was originally thinking about doing something sweet2.” The Emperor said with some depression and embarrassment, “The rolling pin was broken.”
Qin Yun could not speak. He felt that the sweet stuffing in his mouth was melting, flowing down his throat and into his heart.
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Even though it’s a bit less, it must be updated in three parts… Oh my, it’s killing me. I’m going to bed. Tomorrow, I’ll post the list of thanks for the overlord tickets. Love you all, muah muah!
