Who understands? The aloof female ruler always flirts without even realizing it.

Shen Yan leaned closer to the screen, his eyes fixed on the fluctuating green data, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the edge of the table.

He still remembered that a week ago, when Karandal had just undergone surgery, the wing joints were still covered with a thick layer of medical gel, and the values ​​on the monitor were always hovering at the critical point. Now, seeing the conclusion that he was recovering well, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down.

"What else should I pay attention to after being discharged from the hospital? For example, the frequency of wing summoning, or are there any special dietary restrictions?" His tone was urgent, as if he was afraid of missing any details.

Upon hearing the words "discharged" after leaving the observation room, a barely perceptible glint flashed in Karandel's icy blue eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He hadn't figured out how to get along with Shen Yan after being discharged from the hospital, nor had he forgotten his duties as the female ruler.

Dr. Li handed over a printed discharge guide, with key points highlighted in a highlighter:

"Avoid frequent wing summoning within a week of discharge, and limit each summoning session to no more than ten minutes to prevent excessive stretching of the wing connection. Increase your diet with star beast meat and deep-sea algae, as these foods are rich in nerve-repairing active factors that can aid wing recovery."

He paused, then added, "The monitor will need to be worn for another three days. We will monitor the data in real time in the background, and we will contact you immediately if there are any abnormalities."

Shen Yan took the guide and read it word by word. He even took a picture of it with his terminal and created a new folder called "Kalander Nursing" to store the guide and previous monitoring data.

"Thank you, Dr. Li. I've written all of that down."

He turned to look at Karandal and said gently, "I'll have 001 pack my things when you're discharged tomorrow. You should rest well today."

Karandal nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Shen Yan's busy note-taking. The male insect seemed to have always thought of him as weak and fragile, taking meticulous care of him, completely forgetting that he had once been an imperial general who struck fear into the hearts of enemy troops.

Those subtle moments of tenderness were something he had never experienced on the insect planet.

Even female insect larvae are usually no longer favored around the age of six. They have to undergo rigorous training, and due to their strong recovery ability and tenacious vitality, they can quickly grow to the point where they can stand on their own and are then sent to join the army.

Karandal had no memory of his female father and had been struggling to survive on the garbage planet. He had even managed to save up the money he needed to travel to enlist in the army.

……

The next morning, Shen Yan excitedly pushed open the ward door. Behind him, 001 was carrying large and small bags of luggage, its spherical body almost submerged.

Karandal had already packed his things, except for a small bag containing a few changes of clothes that Shen Yan had bought for him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his back ramrod straight, his collar neatly adjusted, clearly having been waiting for some time.

"Let me help you with your things."

Shen Yan stepped forward, naturally took the backpack and hung it on 001, then bent down to help him straighten the hem of his clothes.

"It's a bit chilly outside this morning, so I brought you a jacket. Wear it in a bit."

Watching his skillful movements, Karandel's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He wanted to do it himself, but he also enjoyed the closeness of the male master. The words that came out of his mouth were a soft "thank you".

Stepping out of the ward, the sunlight streamed through the glass windows of the corridor, falling on them in a warm glow that made Chong feel a little sleepy.

As he passed the nurses' station, he glanced inside instinctively but didn't see Andrea. She must have been taking care of other patients.

When checking out of the hospital, the staff handed over an electronic confirmation form that required Shen Yan and Karandal's signature.

Shen Yan took the electronic pen, signed his name first, and then handed the pen to Kalander. Kalander's hand holding the pen paused, his fingertips tightening slightly.

This was the first time he had signed his name as Shen Yan, and the handwriting was heavier than usual when the pen touched the screen.

Stepping out of the research institute, a breath of fresh air greeted him, carrying a faint scent of grass and trees. Shen Yan looked up at the sky and smiled at Kalandel, saying:

"Let's go home first, and I'll make you braised star beast meat for lunch. You must be craving that bland food every day, right?"

"Um."

He walked briskly forward, completely unaware of the complex and unreadable expression on Karandel's face behind him.

For him, being able to eat the breakfast prepared by Xiongzi during his hospitalization was already a great blessing. He never dared to hope that he could taste the dishes made by Xiongzi himself.

Male children are born to be cherished and enjoy all the good things in the world.

If this were posted on the StarNet, he'd probably be criticized for his delusional fantasies that the Zerg could build a skyscraper thousands of stories high, and laughed at for being crazy and indulging in unrealistic daydreams.

……

Back home, Shen Yan immediately nestled into the soft sofa and peered around. These past few days had been so busy he hadn't even had time to sleep in. He casually instructed 001 to adjust the humidifier to the appropriate setting, muttering to himself:

"It's been a bit dry lately, and I always feel a tightness in my throat when I wake up in the morning. I also feel a bit feverish."

He didn't think much of what he said, just sharing a casual remark with the insect beside him, completely unaware of the subtle glint in the female insect's eyes.

Karandal stood there, his fingertips unconsciously clenching the hem of his clothes.

The word "heatiness" kept swirling in his mind, but it was twisted into another meaning by the knowledge passed down through generations on Insect Planet.

In his upbringing, if the male is unwell, the female should physically soothe him. Shen Yan's care during the day and his complaints now were all seen as veiled signals in his eyes.

Karandal seemed distracted during lunch.

When Shen Yan gave him the Shengxing Beast meat, the other man's gaze always fell on him, with an emotion that Shen Yan couldn't understand. When asked, he only said it was nothing, but he lowered his head and drank the soup very slowly.

I assumed he was still adjusting after being discharged from the hospital, so I didn't ask any more questions. After the meal, he even offered to go to the garden together to digest.

Late at night, Shen Yan had just finished washing up and was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a nursing guide when there was a gentle knock on the door.

Thinking that Karandal was not feeling well, he quickly got up to open the door, but was stunned when he saw the scene outside.

Karandal was wearing a light-colored bathrobe he had just changed into, his hair still damp, his cheeks flushed, and his icy blue eyes held a seriousness he had never seen before.

"How……"

Before he could speak, Kalandel had already knelt down, his movements carrying a somewhat awkward reverence, crawling between his legs.

Shen Yan was startled and quickly reached out to help him up: "What are you doing? Get up, the ground is cold!"

But Kalandall stubbornly refused to get up. When he looked up at him, his voice trembled slightly, yet remained remarkably clear:

"You mentioned feeling unwell due to internal heat during the day, and I... I've already cleaned myself thoroughly. Please, Master, release your pent-up desires... However, my reproductive cavity is still recovering, so please be gentle, Master..."

As he spoke, his fingers climbed up the other person's thigh to unzip the zipper.

Shen Yan then realized that his casual complaint during the day had been misunderstood. He hurriedly pressed down on Karandel's hand, and his heart pounded when his palm touched the other's burning fingertips.

"You've misunderstood!" His voice was louder than usual, and he stamped his feet anxiously.

"What I meant by 'having internal heat' is a dry throat. Drinking a glass of warm water will do the trick. It's not what you're thinking."

Karandal paused, a fleeting look of confusion crossing his icy blue eyes, quickly replaced by disappointment.

Seeing Shen Yan's tense expression, she belatedly realized that she seemed to have made a fool of herself. Her fingers unconsciously curled up, the bathrobe's tie wrinkling in her palm.

"Did I...I misunderstood?"

"It's my fault for not explaining clearly, which made you misunderstand." Shen Yan softened her tone, bent down to help him up, and casually found a towel to cover his head.

"Hurry up and dry your hair. Don't catch a cold after just taking a shower. You've just been discharged from the hospital, and your body hasn't fully recovered yet. Don't think about these things. Getting plenty of rest is the most important thing."

Kalander leaned against Shen Yan's chest, his nostrils filled with the other's cool scent, his heart aching with mixed feelings. He thought he could finally do something for Shen Yan, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I..."

"No need to apologize." Xiongzi interrupted him, gently patting his back as if comforting a little animal that had done something wrong.

"If you have any questions in the future, just ask me directly. Don't try to figure it out on your own."

"Come on, I'll take you back to your room. Get some rest tonight, and I'll take you shopping tomorrow. It's so boring staying at home all the time."

Shen Yan's comforting words were like warm water flowing over his heart, but Karandal's hands, hanging by his sides, were still trembling slightly.

When he looked up, his eyes were already red and glistening, his icy blue eyes were veiled with tears, and even his voice was choked with sobs: "My lord... do you think I'm dirty?"

Before Shen Yan could speak, he gripped the other's clothes tightly, his fingertips turning white from the force.

"I'm still clean... I haven't been touched by Samuel, really not! The injury to my genitals before was something I did myself... Or do you think I can't lay eggs and am not good enough for you?"

At this point, his tears finally rolled down his cheeks, landing on Shen Yan's hand and burning the spot.

"I asked the doctor, and he said it's just that the conception rate is low, not that I can't get pregnant at all... I will try my best to improve my health and I will definitely give you a healthy baby."

He sniffed, his voice gradually lowering, carrying an almost humble sense of compromise:

"If...if the male still dislikes me and wants to marry another female, I can accept it. I will treat the new female well and help take care of the larvae, as long as you don't send me away..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she knelt down again, wanting to present herself completely to Shen Yan: "Even if it's just a temporary mark, I'm willing... It's my responsibility as a female insect, and I want to please you."