After being captured by the old enemy

After the rumors about His Majesty the Emperor broke out, Ji Xingjue immediately consulted Alder.

The current situation in the imperial capital is not good, and there is chaos in the rear. The saints preached and bewitched to cause riots, or caused destruction on the prosperous and peaceful planet. People are panicking, and no one can stop it.

Alder is the best candidate.

As for the two years when he disappeared, it only needs Qi Qing, the emperor and Auld to weave a lie together, which is enough to explain.

It doesn't matter whether the generals of the alliance or the top officials of the empire believe it or not, as long as the eldest prince can stand before them alive, no one can deny it.

Moreover, compared to the second prince who has a bad reputation, and the third prince who is directly a traitor and a wanted criminal, the first prince is well-known and is the best candidate to inherit the throne-I believe His Majesty the Emperor will be happy to hand over this position to Auld.

After all, Alder has always been his valued heir.

The meeting where hair was pulled for several hours was finally terminated. Damel, who had just sneered and scolded An Tang's lieutenant general, resumed his polite attitude. Under the signal of Qi Qing's eyes, he arranged for the generals of the alliance to rest at the VIPs district.

After everyone dispersed, Qi Qing observed Alder: "Is there any problem?"

Ji Xingjue nodded and explained: "The teacher has confirmed that His Royal Highness Alder's physical values ​​are very stable and there are no sequelae."

Alder knew what he would have to face when he returned to the imperial capital. Fortunately, this period of time was enough for him to prepare himself mentally. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Marshal, the front line will be left to you."

Ji Xingjue glanced over, resting his chin in one hand, and suddenly smiled: "When your highness returns, you have to change your name to your majesty."

If your identity changes, will your thoughts change?

Auld guessed his worry, and didn't think it was wrong. His face was serious, and he spoke calmly: "Don't worry, Yu Gong, Marshal Qi is the backbone of the empire. Yu privately, you two have a deep friendship with me, I will Do your best to stabilize the rear and give the front line the greatest support."

Ji Xingjue nodded with a smile: "Your Highness is really refreshing."

He was able to make friends with Auld back then because His Royal Highness was straightforward and kind, and he was not like his family.

It's not that he doesn't trust Alder's character, it's just... the one who is in the center of the most dangerous battlefield is his Marshal.

When it comes to love, Ji Xingjue is always cautious.

He casually played with Qi Qing's fingers under the conference table, but Qi Qing gave him a warning look and grabbed his fingers.

"It's not too late, Your Highness, let's go immediately." Qi Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he ended the topic quietly, as if he wasn't the one holding Ji Xingjue tightly under the table.

When seeing Auld enter the door, Qi Qing had already notified his personal guards, because His Highness Auld's current status is detached, Qi Qing arranged two fleets and sent four personal guards, each commanding a fleet , to confuse the public.

At present, it is known that Alder is still alive, only the people who were in the meeting room just now, and Qi Qing sent people to watch every move of these people to prevent the news from being leaked.

After sending Alder away, Ji Xingjue stretched, leaned lazily on Qi Qing, half-closed his eyes in distress, and muttered: "I really don't have a moment to spare."

Sitting on the base's automatic suspension vehicle, as soon as he got on the vehicle, Ji Xingjue leaned on Qi Qing as if he had no bones, put his arm around his waist, and praised: "Our marshal's psoas muscles feel very strong. .”

He looks like a dandy rich and young who molested women from good families.

Qi Qing glanced at him indifferently.

Ji Xingjue giggled and chuckled, instead of shrinking back, he moved closer to him.

Qi Qing's body temperature was on the high side, it was very warm when she got close, and she could vaguely smell the breath as clear as ice and snow.

But apart from him, probably no one else can get so close to the Marshal... Well, I guess I don't have the guts.

There were only two people in the car, Qi Qing's eyelashes were half-down, like a little robot looking for a charging port, she pressed Ji Xingjue into her arms, leaned her head against his neck, and closed her eyes.

The exhaustion brought about by the continuous battle seemed to have dissipated in a few breaths. Ji Xingjue had a warm floral fragrance on his body, but he couldn't tell what it was. Qi Qing liked it very much.

After burying his head in the battery for a while, his body gradually relaxed, and he let go of Ji Xingjue slightly. When he wanted to say something, Ji Xingjue covered his mouth, his eyes glowed, and he yawned big.

Qi Qing is floating in space, it is impossible to stare at Ji Xingjue to rest every day like when he was in the base, the little robot is a piece of trash, with mama he turns his face and refuses to recognize Papa, the one who recognizes Ji Xingjue's instructions is worse than the one who recognizes Qi Qing Yes, they will also cheat him together.

He frowned, raised his hand in displeasure, and wiped away the dark mole at the end of Ji Xingjue's eyes: "Didn't sleep again?"

"Sleeping." Ji Xingjue yawned uncontrollably while his mouth was stiff.

Qi Qing pinched his chin, and bit his mouth with a cold face that couldn't slip out a few words of truth.

The suspension car failed to reach the dormitory in the rest area. As soon as it returned to the command building from the berthing port, it ran into an unexpected person.

An Tong.

Looking at his figure, Ji Xingjue sighed: "He looks very much like an investor who urges us to get research results every quarter..."

Qi Qing: "That investor is me."

Ji Xingjue almost choked, and teased him again before getting out of the car, pinched his chin and smiled: "Then I haven't done research for more than half a year, so I will dedicate myself tonight, I hope the Marshal will not stop our funds."

Qi Qing looked upright: "Yes."

Ji Xingjue's heart agitated, Marshal is so cute.

Qi Qing was going to the command building for a meeting, Ji Xingjue slowly looked away, and strolled to An Tang's side: "The general has been waiting for a long time."

An Tang was not impatient, and asked straight to the point: "Professor Ji said before that the first generation of experimental products has been prepared?"

He raised his eyebrows, somewhat disbelieving.

The Alliance Research Institute has been researching for more than a year, but failed to make the most suitable bionic prosthesis. Ji Xingjue can do it in a few months?

"Please come with me."

Ji Xingjue led An Tang to the laboratory building, and said by the way: "I'm going to come, I'm really angry."

The conference room is almost full of noise today.

An Tang smiled casually: "There are also saints in the rear of the alliance making trouble, and they are not in a good mood, forgive me."

Ji Xingjue shrugged.

He was very happy to see these people arguing.

There is An Hong behind the alliance to suppress, and An Hong's wrist is iron-blooded and ruthless, so there shouldn't be too much disturbance.

On the side of the empire, it depends on Alder.

When he arrived at the laboratory, Ji Xingjue motioned An Tang to lie down, took out the bionic prosthesis soaked in it from the nutrient solution, lowered his head and handed it to An Tang, and curiously said: "The general will not bring anyone with him, so I am not afraid that I will treat you with a prosthetic limb." Are you disadvantaged?"

An Tang originally had his eyes closed, but when he heard the sound, he turned his head and said with a smile, "Professor Ji is a smart person, he won't do stupid things."

Ji Xingjue was noncommittal.

Connecting the neural network made An Tang suffer a little.

However, the effect of the first generation of bionic prosthetics was unexpectedly good, both in appearance and fit, much better than An Tang's original mechanical prosthetics.

An Tang sat on the experimental table, raised his leg tentatively, then lowered his head and twisted himself, looking a little dazed.

He has almost forgotten the feeling of being able to perform fine movements and feel pain as if his legs were still on him.

"How is it?" Ji Xingjue leaned to the side, folded his hands and asked with a smile.

An Tang took a slight breath, and the way he looked at him had changed: "Professor Ji, thank you."

"These legs are not the most suitable. The material is relatively ordinary. I want them to be as sensitive as normal legs..." Ji Xingjue touched his moist thin lips up and down, and said three words, "Additional money is required."

He was so straightforward, but An Tang laughed out loud instead: "Of course, don't worry, Professor Ji, I've brought the best materials too."

Ji Xingjue was very satisfied: "Happy cooperation."

An Tang stretched out a hand towards him: "I think maybe we can still make friends."

Ji Xingjue looked at his outstretched hand, pondered for a moment, and shook it back: "I am lucky to be able to make the alliance's cunning fox as a friend."

Alder rushed back to the imperial capital as quickly as possible.

Now the front line and the rear seem to be reversed, the front line is temporarily truce, and the rear is in chaos. After Auld returned to the palace, the Academy of Sciences also cautiously injected the emperor with a sobriety potion, so that the emperor who was trapped in a nightmare and became more and more insane could stay awake for a while. .

Taking advantage of this short period of time, the emperor gave a speech in front of the people of the entire empire, completely dispelling the previous rumors, and then, under the witness of the elders' house, passed on the throne to Alder.

This succession ceremony was inevitably a bit rushed and crude during the war, but Auld didn't care.

As soon as he succeeded to the throne, he immediately stabilized the restless nobles in the imperial capital, and then dispatched troops to suppress the riots everywhere.

Coincidentally, His Majesty the New Emperor has been in the Holy Order for more than two years, and has a keen sense of the various methods of the Holy Order, and immediately arrested a group of Holy Church members in the imperial capital.

Although the rear is still in chaos and cannot provide support to the front line for the time being, the greatest support is to not hold back the front line.

Ji Xingjue breathed a sigh of relief.

Alder is still relatively reliable.

In the past few days, the army of the Holy Order has been dormant, their whereabouts are mysterious, and they don't know what they are doing.

Ji Xingjue spent time in the laboratory, experimenting with An Tang, going back and forth, and really established some friendship.

"Actually, I'm curious." An Tang leaned back on the chair, raised his legs, and glanced at Ji Xingjue, who was doing nothing in front of his brain. "What is the relationship between Professor Ji and the Holy Order?"

Ji Xingjue typed the last two lines and turned off the optical brain: "It's a relationship that cannot coexist—it's better for the general to be less curious about other people's private affairs."

An Tang slightly raised one eyebrow, and moved slightly closer to Ji Xingjue: "Aren't we considered friends now? Isn't it normal for friends to ask about some personal matters?"

Ji Xingjue was calm and composed, never evading or retreating: "I'm also curious about the relationship between the general and the chairman of the council."

"If you want to exchange information, it's not impossible." An Tang's smile was more playful, "Want to hear it?"

The distance between the two is a little close.

Qi Qing saw this scene as soon as she entered the door, she was silent for a while, and said coldly with a blue face: "Oh? I want to hear what Admiral An will say to my wife."

The little robot leaned against Papa, jumped up and shouted: "Mama belongs to Papa!"

An Tang glanced at the mysterious father and son who were clearly not the same species at the door, but surprisingly similar, and clicked softly: "Your Marshal and An Hong are both jealous reincarnations."

Ji Xingjue readily agreed: "The general can occasionally speak human words. Speaking of which, I'm curious. So, Chairman An Hong is also naive and jealous?"

An Tang: "Being jealous is more childish than your Marshal."

Ji Xingjue: "My Marshal is very cute when he is jealous."

"...my family is not too cute."

Seeing them whispering, Qi Qing approached silently: "What are you talking about?"

The two chattered at the same time: "No, it's nothing."

The author has something to say: An Hong sneezed three times in a row.

Stuck again_(:з」∠)_