Zhong Qing (Cherish) - Chap 4
—Imperial Starship.—
Skarter, the youngest general in the empire, was crossing his legs, watching the emperor change back into his commander’s uniform.
“Fortunately, I had the foresight to bring a new mask.” Skarter said proudly, “Since the Cabinet found out about your unauthorized actions, the Prime Minister’s tea set at home probably needs to be replaced with a brand new one.”
Moschery’s attitude was always noncommittal. The old butler Ba Jin, carefully held up the hem of the red cloak. Skarter bowed gracefully. He held a corner of the other man’s cloak, lowered his head and kissed it gently, “Welcome back, Your Majesty.”
The golden mask was engraved with exquisite dragon-shaped patterns, covering the left half of Moschery’s eye. He lowered his head and looked at Skarter quietly, “What is Berlin trying to pull again?”
“Ah, you have to understand. After all, the Cabinet’s top priority is to get whichever of the 60% high-level guides in hand to your bed, but…” Skarter sniffed and said somewhat gloatingly, “But it looks like they’re going to be disappointed… By the way, what about that little sweetheart you marked? Why didn’t you bring them along?”
Moschery frowned calmly, “It’s just the most basic mental mark. It will be automatically lifted after half a month, not to mention he is not a sweetheart anyway.”
Skarter had an ‘Are you kidding me?!’ look on her face.
“Honestly.” Moschery sized him up critically, “That man is about the same height as you, General.”
Skarter: “…”
After the spacecraft entered the established orbit, there was no longer a need for manual operation. Moschery sat in the command centre in the commander’s chair, propping up his head, browsing web pages on the smart tablet in front of him.
Skarter had a headache when he saw him take out the smart tablet with the back covered with sparkling rhinestones. He really couldn’t figure out why His Majesty the Emperor was so obsessed with this kind of antique that was popular on Earth in the 21st century…
“Can’t you just look at the screen?” Skarter suggested tactfully, “No need to hold it. You can still see clearly… Huh? It’s really rare that you would actually be interested in a guide?”
Most of the guide’s military materials were classified as confidential. Although Moschery’s authority was completely unhindered, he was not willing to be manipulated by others. Fortunately, Qin Yun was only a low-level guide.
“Hey, is this your little sweetheart?” Skarter glanced at the information page. Qin Yun’s personal description could be said to be very detailed, from height and weight to skills, and the photos were even 3D high-definition full body pictures, “Spiritual link …None?! Are you kidding me?!”
Moschery frowned, “Shut up.”
“Don’t tell people to shut up just because you’re upset!” Skarter protested, “Are you going to kill this guy?! Ha! Mental mark?! Has he gone insane??”
Skarter paused, and he confirmed again with some disbelief, “He hasn’t gone insane…?”
Moschery looked at him like he was an idiot.
Skarter was embarrassed, “Okay, I’m just confirming… After all, this is an issue related to the military guide… Okay! Don’t look at me like that! Do you know how many times I’ve wiped your arse for you?!”
“Oh?” Moschery held his chin up as he finally seemed to get some interest, “Tell me about it.”
“…” Skarter surrendered, “Okay, let’s get down to business… You have to know that Olympus submitted a complaint to our cabinet just half an hour ago.” He looked at the young emperor with a serious expression, ” One of their high-level guides was forced to a bonding heat on the battlefield, and the ‘compatible’ sentinel failed to fulfil his responsibility.”
“Responsibility?” Moschery sneered, “It’s none of my business if he can’t control the pheromones himself.”
“Stop joking. Are you really going to say ‘none of my business’ to them?” Skarter rolled his eyes, “It is no longer the law of the earth hundreds of years ago. The ‘Universal Guide Protection Law’ stipulates that once the guide produced bonding heat on the pheromones of a ‘single’ sentinel, then the ‘single’ sentinel must mark the guide that generated bonding heat.”
Skarter’s expression was sacred as he said, “This is called: Since I’ve seduced you, you must aggressively dominate me.”
Moschery: “…”
Tristana’s drool ran down her neck when she was forcibly dragged out of bed early in the morning. The honour guard airship representing the Secretary of State almost destroyed the turf in her yard.
Lin Dongliang touched his nose apologetically, “…Next time, report to His Majesty. Plant whatever you want; it’s completely fine.”
Tristana looked at him with hatred on her face, “I haven’t even put on any make-up, though?!” The female general pointed at her hair angrily, “Are you sure you want me to fight with this look?!”
“I think it’s pretty good.” Lin Dongliang said sincerely, “It’s very impactful.”
Tristana: “…”
The two of them could see the Cabinet’s flag in the distance before they arrived at the palace. Tristana crossed her long legs on the dashboard and clicked her tongue impatiently, “Only at times like this that old women run fast. I really hope when we got in, she and Olympus were already done tearing each other apart.”
Lin Dongliang smiled, “To a certain extent, Mrs. Berlin’s purpose actually coincides with Olympus.”
Tristana made a face. Before she got off the airship, she suddenly remembered something and said in panic, “Crap… I almost forgot, did you bring a stabiliser?!”
Lin Dongliang silently took out two tubes of injections.
Tristana breathed a sigh of relief. She finished the injection quickly and looked at the Secretary of State with some suspicion, “You don’t need it? Your Majesty’s pheromones are no joke.”
Lin Dongliang’s expression stiffened for a second, and then he coughed awkwardly, “I…well, I had injected before.”
Tristana frowned and covered her nose, “Really…but why do I always feel like you smell like a cold-blooded animal…”
Lin Dongliang: “…”
Compared to Tristana’s casualness, Mrs. Berlin’s attire could be said to be meticulous. Next to her sat a young girl with blond hair and blue eyes. Her spiritual link was a proud white peac0ck squatting quietly on the owner’s shoulder.
“Paulie?” Tristana was a little surprised.
Lin Dongliang: “Do you know her?”
Tristana nodded: “The chief of Averio Guide Academy, S-level rating in the high-level guide. The Guide Military Department has been trying to win over her for a long time, but.” Tristana’s eyes turned cold, “Her ambition seems to be a little bigger.”
“She obviously has the ability to hide her spiritual link, but she doesn’t hold back.” Lin Dongliang sighed helplessly, “Her peac0ck can’t wait to open its tail.”
Tristana didn’t speak, but her expression had already given the answer. Mrs. Berlin seemed to be talking to the Olympus envoy about something, and it took a long time before she paid some attention.
“General Lane.” Mrs. Berlin nodded. The deep lines of authority on her already stern face add a touch of seriousness. Her eyes glanced at Tristana contemptuously, “It seems you got up in a hurry that you forgot to wash your face.”
Tristana replied with a smile like a flower, “You seem to have forgotten to take off your makeup before going to bed. This is not good; you will get old quickly.”
Mrs. Berlin: “…”
Lin Dongliang was not familiar with the publicist sent by Olympus this time, but the guide who followed him… At first glance, it looked like he had just gone through the terrible torture of bonding heat.
Because the late Emperor Helu was weak and incompetent, Olympus openly formed a federation in the early days of his reign. The earlier ‘Black Rose’ incident revealed Olympus’s ever-increasing ambitions.
Olympus calls itself—’The Land of the Gods’.
“Tristana is already here.” Skarter followed Moschery. The young emperor took off his cloak and threw it to his butler as he walked, “With her here, Olympus doesn’t dare to be too arrogant.”
“But Berlin is here too.” Moschery said coldly, “Hmph…she has been a professional pimp for 100 years. Don’t you think I should give her an award?”
Skarter pursed his lips and muttered, “At least our Secretary of State is here too… Two to two, if we really fight, we won’t lose.”
“Lin Dongliang?” Moschery frowned, “What’s he doing here, trying to join in the fun?”
“Oh, don’t worry, Your Majesty.” Skarter was very proud, “We made a small spiritual mark before… You should understand that the relationship between me and the Secretary of State has always been very good.”
Of course, Moschery knew the relationship between his left and right hands. He was too lazy to answer Skarter’s criticism and directly raised his chin to the guard officer standing outside the conference room.
“Open the door.”
Qin Yun was brushing his teeth in the bathroom when his System automatically popped up the holographic image. The person on the other side of the screen didn’t mind whether he was listening or not and said to himself, “Do you have time off? If you do, come and help… Oh no, don’t move!”
A huge fur ball jumped in front of the image and raised its tail.
“Sweetheart!” Shen Zhuofan roared, “Get down here!”
Qin Yun wiped the water droplets from his face and greeted Shen Zhuofan shirtless, “Good morning.”
Shen Zhuofan had no time to pay attention. He was pulling a dark brown Maine Coon cat, trying to get it off the communication device.
“Okay sweetheart.” Qin Yun smiled, “I’ll go see you later.”
The Maine Coon cat called Sweetheart meowed and obediently put away its paws.
“Damn…” Shen Zhuofan said depressedly, “Who the hell usually raises him? The thing that eats inside and outside!”
Qin Yun didn’t answer. He turned his back to find his shirt. Shen Zhuofan glanced at the other person’s back and suddenly froze in place, “You…”
“What?” Qin Yun put on a vest. He lowered his head to find something and muttered, “Where is my coat…”
Shen Zhuofan’s expression was gloomy and uncertain. He stared at Qin Yun’s shoulder blades, opened his mouth several times, and said with some difficulty, “You this time…”
“What’s wrong?” Qin Yun had already put on his coat and turned around. He turned the collar outward and said in a relaxed tone, “What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it to you.”
“…” Shen Zhuofan took a deep breath and muttered, “Forget it…”
Qin Yun: “??”
Shen Zhuofan: “I want to eat golden sea rabbit stew.”
Qin Yun: “…Are you going to bankrupt me, you bastard?!”
