After breaking up the engagement, Slag Gong is really sweet to White Swan

Shen Liangyue had a dream, a long-lost dream about her childhood.In the garden in full spring, He Mingfeng was about to go back to his home, he said "goodbye" to Shen Liangyue in a low voice like every time he said goodbye.

Shen Liangyue held the corner of He Mingfeng's clothes, raised her head and asked, "Brother, when will you come to see me again?"

He Mingfeng didn't answer, he leaned over and kissed him gently on the cheek with great nostalgia, it was as gentle as a fallen flower brushing Shen Liangyue's face.The touch of this kiss was very real. In the dream, Shen Liangyue suddenly felt depressed and uncomfortable, and a sour and unspeakable taste surged in her heart.

"...Can you not leave?" He chased He Mingfeng's back for a few steps, but he still watched helplessly as the young man's tall figure disappeared into the stream of light.

Shen Liangyue clutched her heart and woke up from the dream. He touched the wet corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and there seemed to be tears there.This dream was a bit strange, he hadn't dreamed of He Mingfeng for a long time, and it had been a long time since he felt so depressed.There was a sudden knock on the door, and Shen Liangyue froze for a moment before saying, "Please come in."

"Your Excellency," the court servant said respectfully, "the marshal's secretary wants to talk to you."

"...what's the matter?"

"I asked, but he didn't say anything."

Shen Liangyue hesitated for a while, then slowly said: "I still have something to do, please help me to say no."

The waiter's voice faded away, and Shen Liangyue was about to lie down for a while to calm down her inexplicable panic, but there was another knock on the door, this time it was Gu Yunshen.

"Liangyue, do you know," he hurried in, with the astonishment and joy of the rest of his life on his face, "I almost died just now!"

"What's going on?!" Shen Liangyue turned over from the recliner and sat up, "Could it be that the opposition is trying to assassinate the new emperor?"

"I've strengthened the patrol of the guards, but it's a thousand calculations. I didn't expect the second child to pull the trigger and really want my life!" Gu Yunshen paced back and forth in the room, obviously shocked by what happened just now. It was difficult to calm down, "He said he was celebrating my succession, and handed me a glass of red wine. I was about to drink it, but a group of people suddenly broke in and knocked over the glass of wine—there was poison in the wine!"

Shen Liangyueguang felt thrilling when he heard it. Every step of the power struggle was actually walking on the tip of a knife. He asked in a daze: "This is too dangerous, and I didn't receive any news beforehand...Who helped us?"

Gu Yunshen gave him a complicated look, "They said...it was someone from the military department who intercepted the second prince's secret telegram." He looked at Shen Liangyuehui

With a dark expression on his face, he sighed and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, but this time, He Mingfeng should have helped us. He should have been responsible for the change in the wind direction of Emperor Star before... You know, he must have helped us." Not for me."

Shen Liangyue walked to the window, looked down at the rose garden, and said softly after a while: "This is politics, he will not make such a decision for a certain person, he chose to support us out of comprehensive considerations .”

Gu Yunshen stroked his chin and nodded, "Yes, you are right. I was just a little surprised." Looking at Shen Liangyue's thin back, he added: "I will return this favor to him, don't worry about it." .”

"...I know."

The sound of knocking on the door once again broke the tranquility of the room. "My lord, I'm really sorry," the court servant said with a bitter face, "but the marshal's secretary has been on the phone..."

"This kid, you want to repay your kindness so soon?!" Gu Yunshen frowned, and said incredulously: "Tell him, the Duke and I went to pick out an engagement ring, and we are not in the palace!"

The secretary hangs up the phone feebly, covering his face in despair.

"How is it?" The doctor accompanying the army was covered in sweat, and He Mingfeng lay on the bed, no different from the dead except for his weak breathing. "I have taken the cardiotonic and adrenaline, and there is no response!"

"...I couldn't get in touch, and I didn't answer the phone at all! I made more than 100 phone calls, and I reported it twice!" The secretary scratched his hair in pain, "The marshal's secretary is a fart. In the eyes of others, it's not worth mentioning at all! His omega won't come, you should find another way for me immediately!"

"There is no other way! There is no precedent reference for this disease! I don't know how it will develop, and I don't know how to cure it!" The doctor never expected that someone would be so stubborn. He Mingfeng is the first patient since the establishment of the empire. A marshal, probably also the first person to die from mate-seeking disease, he held the medicine box and smiled wryly, "That's it, my research report is the only one."

"When did you still think about your research report?! What's the point of writing that stuff? How many people can do that..." Stupid, stupid, crazy, and pitiful, the secretary pointed at the unconscious He Mingfeng was speechless, his sweetheart was picking out rings with others, while he himself died silently thousands of miles away from home.

The secretary was anxious and angry. He pushed the doctor who had given up on the ground, stepped on the pills all over the floor, and said bitterly: "Do you know that the marshal is dead, and for those on the front line

What does warrior mean?What does it mean for the empire!You quack! "

"Do you think I'm not in a hurry? It's not that I'm not good at medicine, it's that the marshal is ridiculous. The cure is obviously very simple! If he refuses to cooperate, what can I do?" The taller Omega came over, helped the Marshal take off his pants, let the Omega sit on it, and see if he wakes up!"

"...You think he didn't die fast enough! Even if he wakes up, he will take a gun and blow his head to pieces!" The secretary pressed twice on the communicator and connected to the special agent who was carrying out a secret mission. Team, "Prepare the warship immediately, the marshal is ill, we will take him back to Emperor Star for consultation in secret!"

Invisible warships are moving silently in space. He Mingfeng is lying in the middle wearing a military uniform, and four fully armed special forces guard the four corners of the hospital bed. The secretary feels in a daze that the national funeral can be held directly just by covering the waterscape coffin and the imperial flag. .He hoped that the experts from Emperor Star could save He Mingfeng's life, but he vaguely knew that it was just a vain fantasy - if it could be cured, the Marshal would have been cured long ago, but they were unwilling to give up and treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor .

"Ahead is about to enter the Andromeda galaxy." The voice of the inorganic matter broadcasts the location information. The Andromeda nebula is the most magnificent spectacle in the universe, but no one has the heart to see it.

The frowning doctor suddenly became happy, and blurted out: "Marshal..."

Before the words fell, the smell of rain exploded like an explosion. He Mingfeng sat up "teng" and punched a special soldier aggressively. The armor worn by the man was smashed by his punch. Also took advantage of the opportunity to fly out.

The four alpha fighters fell down in an instant, and He Mingfeng rushed to the porthole like crazy, and punched the bulkhead with his fists, as if he wanted to punch a hole in the warship!

"What's going on?!" The secretary was so frightened that his scalp went numb, and he shouted, "Quickly, get him under control!"

All the special elites of a small team rushed forward, but He Mingfeng's combat power was even more amazing than usual. His pheromone concentration seemed to be rising higher and higher, overwhelming everyone, and the warship seemed to be swept by a storm. Chaos took a slice.

"It's over, it's over," the doctor hid behind the secretary and wailed, "Marshal, Marshal is going crazy!"

"What's the meaning!"

"It means that he has no self-consciousness at all now, and will attack everyone who is close to him! After all the pheromones in his body are exhausted——he will die of exhaustion!"

The special team exhausted all their strengths and injured several people before finally taking the crazy He Mingfeng away.

He was forcibly locked in the interrogation room of the warship.Across the three iron gates, Alpha's beast-like roars and beating sounds could be heard faintly, beating on everyone's tense nerves.

"Stop the warship on the spot," the secretary said, rubbing the space between his brows, exhausted: "Under this circumstance, we cannot land on the Emperor Star. If the marshal runs out, whether it hurts or is seen by others, who are we?" I can’t take this responsibility.”

The doctor said in a low voice: "Be prepared mentally, this is already the worst case... There are still two or three days at most. Inform the Marshal's relatives and come to see him for the last time."

The secretary's throat was choked up, he walked back to his room in silence, and dialed the number of the court servant again.He looked at the beautiful and ever-changing nebula outside the porthole, and said slowly: "It's still me... don't hang up, you go and tell the Duke that I am the marshal's executor."

"The executor of the will...?" Shen Liangyue's eyes widened as if she couldn't understand, Dixing had not received any news that the marshal was injured, and He Mingfeng was only under 30 years old, so where does he need an executor?

"Yes, that's what he said..." The court servant was also forced to get dizzy, and couldn't help saying: "They may indeed have something urgent, and I can't count how many calls I made today."

Shen Liangyue suddenly thought of that uncomfortable dream, the "goodbye" and the farewell kiss in the dream gave him an ominous premonition.The fingers that flipped through the book trembled, and the book fell to the ground. The illustration happened to be a boy carrying another child on his back, chasing a firefly in the summer night. Shen Liangyue seemed to be able to hear their cheerful laughter.

He picked up the book, took a deep breath and said, "...take it in."

"I'm Shen Liangyue, what's the matter?"

The secretary's breath was suffocating, and he stared blankly at the communicator, almost unable to believe that it was true. It took a long time before he came back to his senses. Shen Liangyue was still waiting for him to speak, "You, Hello, Your Excellency the Duke..." He stammered, "I'm the marshal's secretary, I'm sorry to disturb you, but the marshal's condition is very bad."

"...was he injured?"

Shen Liangyue's voice was unhurried, and the secretary couldn't judge his emotions, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "The Marshal's mate-seeking disorder is onset, and it has reached the advanced stage. This time, it is very likely... that he won't be able to get through it."

"Even-seeking disease?" Shen Liangyue's voice paused for a moment, and then said: "What kind of disease is this?"

"You don't know?!" The secretary raised his voice in surprise, "He has been ill for five years, and recently he came back from Emperor Star with a sudden illness.

Then aggravated.How should I put it, mate-seeking disorder is also called homing behavior, he will unconsciously find his omega partner every night - just like a bird flying to the nest.He has been flying in the air for five years with nowhere to stay, and still can't find his nest, exhaustion and loneliness have drained all his vitality..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0902:46:23~2020-07-1001:48:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 fox at [-] pm;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 snows from the old city;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of coffee beans in the old tofu block;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!