Zhong Qing (Cherish) - Chap 50
In the end, Moschery did not abolish the entire Cabinet. Instead, Lin Dongliang took over as prime minister. Chen Xiao, who had been exiled for many years, finally gets a chance to come back and take over the Secretary of State’s seat so that he and Tristana can love and fight each other every day.
Skarter joked to him, “When are you going to eat wedding candy? “Why not combine the wedding and the baby’s full moon celebration?”
Chen Xiao glanced at him depressedly, “I want to, but the problem is that I can’t even climb up the bed now!”
“…” Skarter was shocked when he said this and realised that he and Lin Dongliang were not sleeping together. He immediately frowned and looked at the new Prime Minister, “You are not the Secretary of State anymore. Why haven’t you moved out of the mansion yet?”
Lin Dongliang was a little confused, “The Prime Minister also has a Prime Minister’s Office… We can’t live together.”
Skarter’s face darkened. He looked around at Arthur and Shen Zhuofan and found that these two people were even more unlikely…
“The key is the final mark.” Chen Xiao squinted his eyes and licked his lips, “I’ve got to find a chance to abduct the little cannon girl into bed and fvck her, and everything will be solved.”
Tristana, who had just made the puffs and brought them in, happened to hear these words. Chen Xiao still didn’t realise it yet. He just felt that everyone around him was staring at him with a ‘You are dead; take care’ look…
Every time the parliament changed, it was the busiest time. Except for Qin Yun and Moschery, everyone else spent several nights at Tristana’s residence. Olympus also seemed to react to the Emperor’s declaration of war, and there was increased activity in the recent movements of Eta Star.
“Are you still sending people over to keep an eye on Berlin?” Chen Xiao threw the folder on the table. He stretched out, twisted a puff made by Tristana and stuffed it into his mouth, “I have been afraid of her for so many years; she’s always fought back at critical moments.”
“Unless she colludes with Olympus.” Shen Zhuofan sorted out the Averio information that Quinta left before, “The Cabinet has mastered quite a bit of genetic evolution technology… Huh?”
Lin Dongliang leaned over and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Shen Zhuofan frowned and hesitated, “No…it’s strange. The focus of their research is not on the guide.”
Skarter became interested, “What do you mean?”
Arthur took the document from Shen Zhuofan’s hand. He looked at it for a while, and his face became serious, “Now I understand why the cabinet doesn’t care about the quality of the guides and insists on constantly pushing them onto our Emperor’s bed.” The document was turned over and placed in the centre of the table, “What they care about is the genetic evolution of the god-level Sentinel. If I guess correctly, this is why Helu destroyed the gene of the first-generation sentinel.”
“The Cabinet Lab’s access?” Qin Yun came out of the room while putting on clothes. Moschery had been deployed at the frontline military headquarters these days. Qin Yun had followed him until now and was only forced to come back for a few hours of sleep when he had the time to do so.
“I don’t have it… Why do you want to go there?” He turned on the communication device and wore military boots, “I have Xi Zhao’s permission card. Can I use it?”
Tristana looked anxious, “Your Majesty’s card may not work. I’ll try mine.”
Qin Yun waited for a while and saw the female general’s expression change, “Someone changed the permissions privately?!”
“What do you mean?” Qin Yun started his rhinestone-encrusted aircraft. He set up automatic tracking, put on his field uniform and stood waiting at the entrance of the palace.
“System initialisation!” Tristana explained irritably, “It seems someone has revamped the system, setting it back to its initial mode, restoring the original permissions from decades ago… Damn it! Only the earliest members of the cabinet and the royal family can access these. Berlin, Helu… Damn it! Helu is dead! What do we do?!!”
“…” Qin Yun also wanted to know what to do. He could guess with his toes that it was Berlin who was responsible, and he even got angry, “What on earth does she want to do? Is she going through menopause after all the tossing? “
Tristana’s expression was as cold as iron, and she said fiercely, “Her target is Helu’s body. The late emperor has the last bit of primordial sentinel genes in his body. We thought he could rest in peace with it, but now it seems Berlin might have discovered it.”
“She wants the genes of the god-level Sentinel?” Qin Yun said in disbelief, “What is she thinking?!”
Tristana took a deep breath, “Chris just detected a space jump, and the destination is Olympus… Berlin, she must have rebelled.”
The temperature in the laboratory was very low, and Berlin was not equipped with any anti-freeze measures. Her breath was filled with mist, and her temples were covered with hoarfrost.
Helu’s body is preserved in a cryogenic capsule, tranquil as if in a deep sleep, devoid of any signs of life.
Berlin lowered her head, and she couldn’t help but reach out and touch the other person’s cheek with a gentle look on her face.
“You haven’t changed. You’re still the same.” Berlin whispered, her tone was low as if she was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, “But I’ve aged.” The Iron Lady smiled sarcastically, and she touched her own face. As if startled, she quickly withdrew her hand.
Berlin was silent for a while and then slowly pushed the capsule onto the conveyor.
“You always disobey me… Why don’t you accept genetic enhancement? You can obviously become better…” Berlin murmured to herself as if she had thought of something; her expression was a little ferocious, “You would rather create a monster and then destroy everything together with yourself… What is the so-called fairness? You have never been fair to me!”
Berlin’s chest heaved violently, her emotions flaring as she stared at the person in the capsule, “We can obviously stand at the top of power, but you gave up this opportunity for the sake of damn fairness. Only a fool would put their hopes in the future, and you expect that monster to fulfil your last wish? Ha, it’s simply ridiculous.”
The space jump indicator light gradually turned on, and Berlin slowly calmed down. Her expression was sad, and her forehead was pressed against the surface of the capsule, “It’s precisely because I’m just an ordinary person that I can appreciate the importance of genetics. Why am I not a guide? You see, even in death, you’re not mine.”
Time passed by, and when the last jump light came on, Berlin showed a desperate smile. At the same time, the access to the laboratory was suddenly opened. Berlin turned back and stared at the entrance with a face full of surprise.
Bixi maintained the posture of holding the door open, with Qin Yun following closely behind her.
Berlin was only slightly surprised for a moment, then said nonchalantly, “You guys are late.” She stood up, straightened her messy hair around her temples, and looked at Bixi coldly, “You indeed have the primary access here. Is it something Helu granted you?”
Bixi had no time to pay attention to her. She practically leapt towards the teleporter and tried to forcefully terminate the transmission, “Power…power!” Bixi completely ignored the broken ice on the cryogenic chamber that pricked her hand and tried with almost all her strength to drag Helu’s body out. When Qin Yun cut off the power supply, it was too late. The huge energy released during the transmission was beyond the physical strength a guide could withstand.
He had no choice but to drag Bixi out by the waist. The latter’s hands were bloody from the cuts, and he could only watch as Helu’s body disappeared in front of him.
Berlin looked at all this with cold eyes, and she smiled sarcastically, “Don’t waste your efforts. There is nothing you can do to stop it…”
‘Pats!’ Bixi raised her hand; her eyes were red, and she looked at Berlin expressionlessly.
The Iron Lady was struck, causing her to turn her face. Bixi’s palm, stained with blood, left a mark on her cheek.
“…” Berlin was blindsided by the slap. She covered her face with shaking hands, her eyes full of disbelief, “You…!”
Bixi didn’t wait for the other person to finish speaking and slapped her again. She was so petite that she almost had to tilt her head to look at Berlin, but when she hit her, she was not holding back at all. Berlin was left crumpled on the ground, looking thoroughly disheveled.
After nearly half an hour of silent beating, Bixi finally stopped. She gasped condescendingly, her face cold and angry.
Berlin knelt on the ground tremblingly, holding her head and not daring to say a word.
“I won’t beat you to death.” Bixi said coldly, “Only when you are alive can you understand what you did wrong. The dead have no chance.”
Berlin wanted to say something, but when she saw Bixi’s bloody hands, she didn’t have the courage to say anything.
Bixi gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t tarnish Helu’s feelings with your disgusting selfish desires. Your ambition has nothing to do with Helu. Loving someone isn’t about forcing them to be as good as they want to be.” She paused and choked uncontrollably, “Rather, it’s about wanting to become better.”
Qin Yun sighed. He hugged his mother from behind and gently stroked her silver hair, “That’s enough, Little Bixi, don’t cry, we will bring Helu back.”
Bixi didn’t speak. She lowered her head, and her shoulders trembled slightly, but she couldn’t hold back the tears.
When Moschery rushed back, Qin Yun happened to come out of Bixi’s room. He seemed relaxed to finally see His Majesty the Emperor, and opened his arms with a tired smile, “Welcome back.”
Moschery walked up to him and hugged his guide silently.
Qin Yun stroked the end of the other party’s slightly longer hair, and after a while, he said, “Little Bixi has never had her own Sentinel. The depletion of her mental energy over the years has taken a toll, and I’m very concerned. I fear she won’t last much longer…”
Moschery blocked Qin Yun’s mouth somewhat roughly. He held Qin Yun’s face and kissed him gently.
“What should I do?” Qin Yun covered his eyes, hugged Moschery tightly and whispered, “I feel like I’m going to lose her.”
