The vicious female is so soft that the interstellar boss can't stand it anymore

Chapter 221 The Innocent Marshal

"Replying to the Queen, Ling Yu is willing."

"Do you know what marriage means?"

"Ling Yu knows." He gave up the position of federal marshal and was not allowed to return to the federation without necessary matters.

"Then do you still want to?"

"My Queen, I am willing to do this." Ling Yu bowed slightly, sitting upright, with a sincere and frank look in his eyes. "Since I lost my memory and turned into a silver wolf, every bit of my time with Your Highness was sincere. Even if I regain my memory, the glory of the past in my heart is not as great as Your Highness's.

After the marriage, I will only belong to the Kalan Empire and His Highness, and I will have no other thoughts."

The queen nodded slightly, her expression relaxed a little, and she turned her head to look at His Majesty, as if exchanging opinions.

His Majesty remained calm, his scrutinizing gaze lingered on Ling Yu for a while before he spoke slowly:
"Ling Yu, empty words have no weight. If there is any mistake in your relationship with Yi Luo in the future, don't blame me for being merciless."

Ling Yu immediately got up from his seat and knelt on one knee again, saying firmly: "Your Majesty, rest assured. Your Highness saved my life. I will protect her with my own life. If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning."

Jun Yiluo's heart trembled slightly when she heard the words. She raised her eyes to look at Ling Yu and happened to meet his gaze looking back at her. That look made her a little dazed for a moment.

He didn't know that he was injured to block a fatal blow for her.

The queen waved her hand gently: "Get up, we are all family in the future, there is no need to be so restrained. Yiluo is a child who has been spoiled since childhood and has a strong temper. You have to bear with him in the future."

Ling Yu responded "yes" and sat down again. He caught a glimpse of Jun Yiluo heaving a sigh of relief from the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his tense nerves also relaxed a little.

The atmosphere in the palace was much more relaxed because of this conversation. The queen took Jun Yiluo aside to talk about family matters and asked about her daily life and diet recently.

Ling Yu listened quietly, keeping these trivial matters in mind, and gradually understood the environment in which Jun Yiluo grew up.

Soon, a waiter brought tea and snacks, and the exquisite pastries exuded an enticing sweet aroma.

The queen smiled and said, "Try it. It's newly made by the royal chef. Yiluo has always liked it."

Ling Yu thanked her, took a sip, and praised her at the right time, which made the queen smile even more.

The two came out of the main hall and returned along the same path they came.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the palace road, giving the surrounding scenery a warm golden hue.

The tension from dealing with the Queen and His Majesty just now faded away, and the atmosphere quietly became subtle.

Jun Yiluo walked in front, and Ling Yu followed half a step behind.

The breeze blew gently, lifting a few strands of Jun Yiluo's hair. One or two strands floated onto Ling Yu's face, carrying a faint floral scent.

Ling Yu couldn't help himself, he reached out and gently pushed the hair behind her ear, his fingertips accidentally touched her earlobe, burning his heart so much that he quickly withdrew his hand and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"Ling Yu, since you have entered my princess's mansion, I will not treat you unfairly, and I will give you all the dignity I have."

Jun Yiluo raised his head slightly and looked at the palace road ahead.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Your words are better than anything else."

He leaned slightly to the side, his eyes always fixed on her.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the palace gate and the airship was already waiting.

When boarding the airship, Ling Yu stepped on first, then turned around and stretched out his hand to Jun Yiluo. Jun Yiluo hesitated for a moment, put his hand in his palm, and used the force to board the airship.

When the cabin door was closed, the atmosphere in the small space became increasingly heated. The two people's hands were still holding together, and neither of them let go first.

The airship slowly rose into the air, and the slight humming sound became the only background sound at the moment.

Ling Yu's thumb unconsciously rubbed the back of Jun Yiluo's hand gently. The subtle movement, with its cautious tentativeness, made Jun Yiluo's heart feel itchy as if being brushed by a feather.

I stole a glance at his reaction and noticed that his ears were completely red.

How could the federal marshal, who is known for his swift and stern manner, be so innocent?

She loves to train innocent boys the most.

Jun Yiluo raised a mischievous smile and deliberately moved closer, spraying his warm breath on Ling Yu's ear: "Why, the famous Marshal, you blushed so much just by touching my hand?"

Ling Yu's breathing was stagnant due to her sudden approach. He shrank back subconsciously, but he was reluctant to let go of her hand. He stuttered and retorted:
"Your Highness... you're joking. It's just that it's a little hot in this airship."

"Oh? Is it hot?"

Jun Yiluo raised his eyebrows, and fanned the air lightly with his free hand, his eyes full of teasing.

"I think the temperature is just right. It seems that the Marshal is thin-skinned and can't stand the heat."

As she spoke, she gently squeezed Ling Yu's hand. The gentle force seemed to carry electricity, going along his arm and hitting Ling Yu's heart.

Ling Yu's face became increasingly hot, his usual calmness and composure completely gone, after holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to utter:
"I just... I only do this in front of His Highness."

As soon as he said this, even he felt regretful for spilling out the truth from his heart.

Jun Yiluo seemed to have succeeded, and laughed even more happily. He leaned back and said leisurely:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, sit tight, we'll be at the mansion soon.

Jun Yiluo was very satisfied with Ling Yu's performance.

I leaned close to his ear and whispered: "I'll come to you in the evening."

Ling Yu's pupils shrank and he looked at Jun Yiluo in disbelief. The blush that had just faded away suddenly climbed up his cheeks again, and even his neck turned red.

He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked. It took him a while to find his voice: "Your Highness... Your Highness, are you serious?"

Jun Yiluo was in a good mood when he saw his appearance. He chuckled and patted his shoulder:

"Of course. Tonight is our wedding night. Why? Do you want to stay alone in an empty room?"

Ling Yu: "..."

……

The airship quickly landed at the princess's mansion. The hatch opened, Ling Yu jumped off first, turned around and stretched out his hand to Jun Yiluo.

When she landed safely on the ground, Ling Yu instantly put away the embarrassment and expectation on his face, and returned to his expressionless and cold look.

He stood tall and followed Jun Yiluo with steady steps.

But he didn't let go of the hand he was holding.

Before the two of them reached the main courtyard, Qingruan hurried over.

"Your Highness, something has happened to Prince Lan Yin."

Jun Yiluo was shocked when he heard Qingruan's report.

Without caring about anything else, Ling Yu rushed to Lan Yin's residence and followed her.

When Jun Yiluo arrived, Zuo Ling, Wu Le, She Ying and Kolanti were all there. Lan Yin had been affected by the backlash of the forbidden technique and fell into a coma.

"Xiao Qi, what's going on?" Jun Yiluo walked forward and pulled open his clothes. He found that the partner mark had faded again and asked Seventeen frantically in his mind.

[Host, the backlash of the forbidden technique has worsened. He is trapped in a nightmare. You can only enter his dream and bring him out, otherwise he will not wake up even if he is devoured.]

Zuo Ling's face was filled with guilt and self-blame.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with Lan Yin?"

Kolanti paced around, scratching his hair anxiously, muttering, "If I had known it would be like this, I should have paid more attention!"

Although this dead fish is annoying, I don't want him to die in the princess's mansion.

"Your Highness, Lan Yin seems to be trapped in some kind of dream and doesn't want to wake up."

She Ying stepped forward and told her the results of her analysis.

Jun Yiluo nodded and looked at Lan Yin lying on the bed.