Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 704 So she's from the Heavenly Palace!

"what!"

Chen thought to himself, "My uncle is really something, he's even picking on me like this."

It's not like I'm finding a partner for Mao Chuan, why are you picking an egg? I won't even let you pick one!

When I arrived at my doorstep, there were so many people that I had to wait in line on the stairs to change into slippers.

Chen was being pulled behind by his uncle and didn't know what was happening ahead, but he could still hear a brief conversation:

Happy New Year! Welcome to my home.

That was Dr. Mao's warm voice.

"Oh."

This was Gege's response, consisting of only one monosyllable.

That seems a bit rude.

In fact, Gege is not naturally quiet and reserved like Sweet Sister. She has just been "worshipped" on a pedestal for too long and has become accustomed to taking all enthusiasm and attentiveness as a matter of course as "tribute".

Having just arrived, she didn't seem to have fully embraced the role of "guest" yet.

It wasn't until the air froze for two seconds that Gege seemed to suddenly remember something: this was Chen Zhe's mother.

"My name is Yi Baoyu."

After adding that sentence, she paused slightly, then, as if taking five words from an unfamiliar box, said: "...Auntie, Happy New Year..."

"Hello, Xiao Yi."

At this point, Dr. Mao probably realized something was wrong. What kind of "daughter-in-law" behaves like this when she comes to visit?
However, Dr. Mao still replied politely, "There's fruit on the coffee table, go and have some."

Gege remained silent this time, probably because she wasn't used to being called "Xiao Yi".

Chen Zhe, listening from behind, found it somewhat amusing; how many times in her life would a princess have the chance to be called "Xiao Yi"?

"Chen, take a look."

The eldest uncle also overheard the awkward conversation. He assumed that Yi Baoyu was being impolite and scolded his nephew in a low voice: "How can a girl like this come to our door? To be honest, compared to Xiao Song yesterday, I think Xiao Song is much better."

Chen listened to his uncle's complaints, smiled good-naturedly, and patted his uncle's back: "Calm down, you're right, I also think Xiao Song is better."

Seeing that his opinion was respected, the eldest uncle nodded in satisfaction.

Once everyone was inside, my eldest and second uncles sat on the sofa as usual.

Yi Baoyu, however, was like a curious child. She stood in the living room, looked around, and even bent down to carefully examine the family photo on the TV cabinet.

Then she looked into the kitchen, strolled around the balcony, and even peeked into the bathroom.

Chen followed behind her, originally intending to quietly explain Yi Baoyu's identity to his parents, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to speak.

The entire family, a dozen or so pairs of eyes, silently followed the every move of this unfamiliar girl.

"Shall I go check your bedroom?"

After "browsing" the restroom, Yi Baoyu made another request.

Although Chen Zhe did not refuse, he just joked: "There really is no one hiding at home. I did sleep alone last night. You can ask my parents if you don't believe me."

"Neuropathy!"

Gege rolled her eyes and said, "I was just curious about the environment in which you grew up."

Chen's heart suddenly stirred.

When the cosplay sister first came to my house, she said something similar.

These words were not unfounded, but rather inadvertently revealed a viewpoint:
I'm curious about how you grew into who you are today, even though I wasn't a part of your life.

"please."

Chen sighed quietly and invited Yi Baoyu into his bedroom.

In the living room, only Lieutenant Zhuang with short hair remained.

As a result, everyone turned their attention to this place without prior arrangement.

My eldest uncle has the best impression of soldiers; in fact, all ordinary people have a strong positive impression of soldiers.

"girl."

Uncle Mao Zhiyuan handed over a piece of cantaloupe and asked first, "What's your name?"

"I?"

Lieutenant Xiao Zhuang was stunned for a moment; she probably didn't realize why he knew her name.

However, upon reflection, these are all relatives of General Manager Chen, simple ordinary people, and telling him their names is not considered a violation of discipline.

"My name is Zhuang Yu."

Lieutenant Xiao Zhuang said.

"Hmm! The name [Zhuang Yu] sounds nice and auspicious!"

Uncle Zhiyuan immediately clapped his hands and praised, "It's like the first rain of spring, pouring down and nourishing the crops!"

"Forehead……"

Lieutenant Xiao Zhuang's lips moved slightly, but he ultimately didn't correct himself, saying "Yu" instead of "Yu," letting his uncle continue to enjoy himself. "How old are you this year?"

This time, it was the second uncle's turn to ask, "Xiao Zhuang is in the army, right?"

"23, he's in the army."

Lieutenant Xiao Zhuang replied crisply.

Upon hearing this, the people in the room exchanged glances in unison, realizing that the unique aura of a soldier was still quite easily discernible.

"And what about the level?"

My second uncle followed up with a question.

"Platoon leader."

Lieutenant Xiao Zhuang didn't hide anything either; if she were wearing her uniform, this information wouldn't be a secret.

"Such a young platoon leader?"

Both uncles were taken aback. The eldest uncle even slapped his knee hard, exclaiming, "Incredible! Incredible! He must be in charge of a lot of soldiers!"

Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin were more knowledgeable, especially Old Chen, who knew very well that a lieutenant platoon leader of this age was obviously a graduate of a regular military academy.

I just haven't heard that Chen has friends in the military.

"Which military unit is Xiao Zhuang serving in?"

My uncle leaned forward again, his interest practically written all over his face.

When asked about this, Xiao Zhuang took a bite of cantaloupe and replied directly, "It's a secret!"

"Oh~"

All the exploration in the room crashed into an invisible wall.

"I understand, military personnel are subject to confidentiality regulations."

The eldest uncle, acting like a know-it-all, spoke eloquently: "That soldier from Old Wu's family in the west of the village often disappears without a trace. Sometimes it's three to five months without a word, but after a while, he comes back as if nothing happened. When you ask him where he went, he just grins..."

"Xiaoyu, it must be quite troublesome for you to contact my nephew, Chen Zhe, usually."

The eldest uncle asked again.

He felt that since there were rules at work, he shouldn't pry into other people's affairs, but surely he could ask about their relationships.

Upon hearing this question, Lieutenant Zhuang suddenly stopped eating his cantaloupe, paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm not familiar with General Manager Chen, so why would I contact him?"

"Ok?"

The eldest uncle looked over in puzzlement: "Didn't you come to visit Chen's parents during the New Year?"

"of course not."

After finishing the last bite of the sweet melon flesh, Lieutenant Zhuang wiped his mouth and said, "I just came here with Miss Yi."

"what?"

The smile on my uncle's face froze instantly. After all this time, this "comrade Xiaoyu," whose satisfaction level was no less than that of Xiaohuang, was not my "prospective nephew's wife."
Is that ill-mannered Miss Yi the real person?
The eldest aunt breathed a sigh of relief.

I saved 600 yuan!
If I had known Chen Zhe had so many emotional entanglements, I wouldn't have come to Guangzhou for the Chinese New Year!

"To keep Miss Yi company?"

Chen Peisong, however, keenly grasped the key point and asked gently, "What is the relationship between Platoon Leader Zhuang and Miss Yi?"

“I am her guard.”

Lieutenant Zhuang said earnestly.

"what?"

There was a moment of silence in the living room; some people thought they had misheard.

"I am Miss Yi's bodyguard, and I am always here to protect her safety."

Lieutenant Zhuang sat upright, his voice clear and strong, as he reiterated and elaborated on the matter.

At this moment, the eldest uncle's brows were furrowed, his mouth was wide open, and his mind was blank for a moment, as if even his saliva was stuck in his throat.

The identity of a princess was so far removed from his world, like a character from a "street literature" who suddenly appeared before him.

"The Heavenly Palace..."

Chen Peisong appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, a huge storm was raging inside him.

He knew a lot, and naturally understood better than anyone else what kind of background was needed to appoint someone like Zhuang Yu as a personal bodyguard.

At this moment, the closed bedroom door seemed to isolate the noise and shock of the living room into another dimension.

The midday sun lazily streamed into the room.

It wasn't a blinding brightness, but rather a soft, warm glow, quietly settling on the yellowed tabletop.

Gege sat on the edge of the bed, sinking in slightly, tilting her head back, and silently looking at the bookshelf.

In my line of sight, tiny dust particles floated within the beam of light, swirling slowly.

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(Goodnight everyone~, please vote with your monthly tickets.)
(End of this chapter)