"Stay with me, Shu Yang."

This sentence seemed to be a matter of course, Francis still maintained the posture of lying next to Shu Yang's ear, and gently touched Shu Yang's ear with his lips from time to time.

This itching and numbness spread from his ears to Shu Yang's whole body, he stared in confusion and nodded.

Almost the second he just nodded, he was pressed hard on the bed and chewed for a while.

At this time, Francis still has the gentlemanly demeanor and warmth just now.

Shu Yang lay flat on the bed, feeling his mouth was burning, and only thought of one sentence: The world is not worth it.

His mouth is so uncomfortable without being touched, one can imagine what his "honor" is like now.He will go out to attend the banquet later, and he feels more and more that Francis has no good intentions.

"Can I not go to the banquet?"

"No, just stay with me for a while." Francis was satisfied, with a very happy expression on his face, and slowly stroked Shu Yang's broken hair with his fingers, "It will be over soon, we will go back when you are tired .”

"That's okay." Shu Yang nodded weakly. On other people's territory, he only had the opportunity to be exploited.

After the two got along like this for a while, Shu Yang suddenly remembered the important thing he had forgotten just now.

"Then we're partners now?" After staying here for a long time, Shu Yang also learned what Mrs. Tours said. He lay on the bed and looked at Francis with his hands together, "Isn't it?"

"Yes."

"After that, we can only fall in love with Plato in different places? Isn't this too tragic?" Shu Yang opened his mouth and looked at Francis, "Before you told me that you were studying the thing that travels through time and space. Are you out yet?"

Although Francis didn't want to spoil his interest, he also knew that he couldn't hide it from Shu Yang, so he could only say, "A little progress has been made."

"That is to say, it will take a long time, right..." Shu Yang is surprisingly sensitive to some things he wants to think about.Without even thinking about it, he understood what Francis hadn't said.

Looking into his eyes, Francis could only nod.

"But those people said that I can only stay here for one month." Shu Yang grabbed the corner of Francis's clothes, he was no longer the ignorant Shu Yang before.

Seeing the world with my own eyes, meeting some people, and getting a sense of what Francis means to the citizens of the Empire.He would never let Francis evade some of his original responsibilities because of his own reasons.

Just like what Francis told him just now, on Francis' shoulders is not only his own business, but also the safety of the empire and the honor of the family.

Shu Yang wrinkled his nose when he thought of this.

Francis circled him with one arm, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"How to solve it?" No matter what Shu Yang thought, he felt that someone had to make a compromise on this matter.

Either, Francis returns to Earth with him, or he comes here to live.Regardless of the choice, someone has to give up something.

For Francis, he has too many things to worry about.

Thinking of Francis telling him to wait for him when he was still on Earth, Shu Yang was moved for a while, and a bold idea also sprouted in his heart.

But he didn't say anything about it.

The two lingered for a while, and finally realized that the banquet was about to start before the optical brain reminder set by Francis.

Shu Yang touched his lips and asked Francis, "Are you all right? Is it strange that I am so strange?"

Francis held his face up and down for a while, "No problem."

"Really?" Shu Yang looked at Francis suspiciously, considering the strength just now, could it be all right so quickly?

Francis looked at Shu Yang's lips that were a little redder than usual, and felt a little regretful in his heart. In this way, the pure and youthful feeling on the young man was a little less, and instead he had a warm and attractive temperament.

However, in order to avoid unnecessary psychological pressure on Shu Yang, he still looked at Shu Yang sincerely and said, "Really, there is no problem."

"Hmm..." Shu Yang still trusts Francis, after all, he looks very serious, and he does things more reliably.It would not be possible to cheat him on this kind of thing, and he would not get any benefits.

---

When Francis just arrived at Capital Star, the official |official media rebroadcasted everything that happened here, so those who came to the banquet almost knew that Mrs. Tours was with Mrs. Tours today. A young boy whose identity is not very clear.

Moreover, Marshal Francis favored this young man even more.

This made the banquet quite lively for no reason. Everyone wanted to see who this person was, and even more wanted to know if the two were lovers as broadcasted in the media?

After all, the guests who come here are almost all in high positions and know better than ordinary citizens. Some things are still somewhat inaccurate in media reports, and they can only be convinced by what they see with their own eyes.

However, some people, even if they saw it with their own eyes, would think it was just a show, just a means to win people's hearts.

For example, Picol, who came with his father, will be the next head of the Second Army if nothing else happens.

He was only 20 years old this year, and he was originally a bright rookie rising among the stars of the capital, but the aura of Francis 3S was so dazzling that he crushed all other rookies of the same generation.

Where Francis is, others can only see Francis, but not a single ounce of other people's efforts and talents.

Picoll was very upset about this, but he had no way to contend with Francis, he could only whisper a few words in private with people he had a good relationship with.

When he sat down as the head of the Second Legion, he could almost talk to Francis on an equal footing. Now, Francis probably doesn't even know who he is.

The more Picol thought about it, the more resentful he became. He took a sip of wine, "What are you talking about? It's just because of having a good gene."

Hearing this, the people around him quickly whispered, "Speak carefully. This is his territory."

"I'm afraid he won't make it?" Pikol was already uncomfortable, and he was even more disturbed after hearing the words that clearly wanted him to show weakness. He pushed the people around him away, "Go, go, I will walk by myself."

"The banquet will start soon, Picoll, don't stay too far away!" The person who was pushed away was the secretary who always followed Picole. When Picole took office, he would be able to do what Joyce did. The same position, which he cares about.

Lest anything happen to Picoll.

Picol's family is not a wealthy family, so it stands to reason that such a position as the head of the Second Legion would not fall on him at all.But in recent years, the water in the capital star has become more and more chaotic, and the power of the major families has become more and more powerful. Except for the position of the First Legion that the Tours family had obtained long ago, the rest of the few families actually think that this The Second Legion is a hot potato.

No matter which one comes next, it will be besieged by other families.

In this way, the royal family is also willing to give this cake a chance to the small family that has always maintained neutrality.

Apart from Francis, Picole is almost the best talent in the capital star, and his physical and mental strength are both at 2S level. Such a good job naturally fell on his head.

It's just that the head of the Second Army hasn't retired yet, so Picoll has to wait a year or two.

But he himself already regarded himself as the team leader.

The person pushed away by him was named Moore, and when he saw Picole leaving, he felt a burst of worry in his heart.Picole's strength is naturally strong, but at the same time he is too young.It is easy to become impetuous and irritable, which can be easily taken advantage of by those who want to.

This is what worries Moore most about him.

He sighed deeply, there are really pros and cons, and it is probably because of this that the royal family chose him.

Picol walked outside the banquet hall by himself, and was blocked when he tried to go out.After all, this is the territory of the First Legion, and there are many military secrets. Even people from other legions who also belong to the empire cannot break in at will.

Picker, who was stopped, was a little angry. Why did Francis have the right to dispatch all the information of the Legion to keep it secret, while his First Legion kept it hidden and kept it from being seen?

In addition to drinking a lot of wine unknowingly just now, Picole lost his temper at the soldiers guarding the gate as soon as his head became hot.

The soldier was very calm, just carrying out his task, but his hand was already on his trigger.Undoubtedly, if Picole insisted on breaking in, he would definitely carry out his mission thoroughly, regardless of the identity of this person.

Although Picole's head was a little hot, he was not completely dizzy, and he knew he couldn't make a fuss here.Let's make a fuss here, not to mention that he hasn't taken the position of regimental commander, even if he does, it is impossible to face the imperial marshal head-on.

This is what makes him feel aggrieved.

Francis was only born a few years early, and he could be suppressed so much that he couldn't hold his head up.

He spat hard and turned back to the banquet hall.Every bit of air from the First Legion made him feel breathless and uncomfortable.It's like being completely covered by Francis, so that he has no bright future at all.

Not long after Picole walked, he saw two figures vaguely in the distance.He didn't pay much attention at first, but when the distance got closer, his eyes narrowed to see, isn't this their Marshal!

Picol didn't know what he was thinking, but his body movements were faster than the thoughts in his mind, he lightened his steps, and turned to the aisle between the banquet hall and other attics.

Because of the banquet, the lights in the banquet hall were very bright, and the night vision ability of the interstellar soldiers was not bad, so the lights of other buildings were not followed.

Picol was familiar with the various settings of the military headquarters. He avoided all the alarm devices and hid in the aisle. His military strength and mental strength were second only to Francis, and none of the soldiers who came and went found him.

He looked over there, and saw Francis gently kissing the forehead of a short boy, then turned and walked towards the banquet hall, without noticing that there was another him here.

He smiled.interesting.

Their Marshal really fell in love?

He looked at the boy, the dim light made him unable to see the boy's face clearly, but although he didn't read the report, he had heard about it.

Overwhelming reports swept every corner of the Star Network, and everyone exclaimed, I heard that this is a very good-looking child.

Ah.

Pickle straightened his sleeves and walked back where Francis had left.

Perhaps this is another breaking point.

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