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

Seeing the lord's innocent look of "I was wrong, I'll do it again next time," the feigned anger in Kalandel's heart melted away like ice crystals under the sun, turning into helplessness and indulgence.

In the end, only a barely audible chuckle escaped from his throat, which was tacit approval of this sweetness that made his soul tremble.

From then on, Shen Yan seemed to have completely broken free from some invisible shackles and turned on the switch to ultimate happiness.

As the war drew to a close, large-scale battles gradually decreased, and wives spent significantly more time on board ships.

This suited the male's wishes perfectly, and he went to great lengths to "reward" his hardworking and meritorious female ruler.

During the day, he devoted himself to transforming the various precious ingredients delivered by the empire into exquisite dishes that were not only delicious but also imbued with a gentle spiritual power.

But at night... it's another grand feast.

Enthusiastic and tireless.

With a powerful yet gentle spirit and through practical actions, he fed his wife until she was completely satisfied.

There is no room for maneuver.

Karandal was somewhat overwhelmed by this enthusiasm, even though he had experienced it once before back on the Imperial Star.

After all, she was a female soldier, and was used to remaining calm and restrained most of the time.

But Shen Yan would always drag her into the abyss, tossing and washing her repeatedly in the waves until her reason crumbled. Begging for mercy in a broken, tearful voice became a common occurrence.

During those two months of blissful bliss, Karandal himself may not have been fully aware of it, but a subtle and profound change had taken place in his demeanor.

His cool and handsome appearance was softened by languor and charm.

When her icy blue eyes glance around unintentionally, they often have a layer of watery, hazy luster, which softens their usual sharpness.

A faint, persistent blush, tinged with a color he himself was unaware of, always lingered at the corners of his eyes, adding a touch of breathtaking vibrancy.

Even his closest adjutants and guards vaguely sensed that the General seemed... unusually radiant lately.

The unintentional charm, a blend of contentment and languor, was so alluring that even insects dared not look directly at it, yet they couldn't help but be drawn in.

The days flew by amidst this sweetness and the constant stream of good news from the front lines.

The stubbornly resisting foreign tribes were completely wiped out by the empire's powerful fleet, and the border war finally came to an end.

The imperial fleet, in a grand procession, embarked on its triumphant return journey.

The welcoming ceremony for the return to the Imperial Star was unprecedented in its grandeur.

The enormous starport was decorated with great pomp and circumstance, with flowers, ribbons, and holographic projections of imperial flags covering the entire space.

This grand spectacle was ostensibly to celebrate the victory and reward all the soldiers who fought valiantly to defend the territory.

However, in the minds of the Empire's high command and all the astute Zerg, this was more of a grand event to witness firsthand the legendary, newly promoted SSS-class male Zerg.

As the supreme commander of this campaign, Calander was summoned by the military high command to discuss the follow-up events as soon as the fleet came to a stop.

Urgent final battle report, subsequent troop deployment, inventory of spoils, compensation for fallen soldiers...

Countless complex yet crucial matters required immediate decisions and handover from these high-level executives.

Surrounded by her subordinates, the female soldier remained upright and composed, but she glanced apologetically at her male lord, who had been temporarily left behind, through the gaps in the insect swarm.

Shen Yan understood perfectly, gave him a reassuring smile, waved casually, and mouthed silently:

"I'll wait for you inside."

He disliked such formal and noisy occasions, but he was willing to wait patiently for Karandal here.

So, Xiongzi appeared alone at the main venue of the celebration banquet connecting to the starport, his gorgeous dark suit perfectly outlining his tall and slender figure.

She was beautiful, with dark eyes as black as ink.

Even in such a gathering of celebrities and amidst the clinking of glasses, he showed no signs of timidity or discomfort, but rather exuded an innate sense of ease and composure.

However, the aura brought by his status as an SSS-class male son, the only son of the council chairman, and a general, made him like a gravitational core, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present, whether openly or secretly.

Curiosity, exploration, admiration, and undisguised ambition and desire...

A multitude of complex gazes, like an invisible spider web, spread from every corner of the venue, attempting to entangle him.

Soon, female insects, confident in their status, couldn't contain their excitement and approached them to strike up a conversation.

A female insect, dressed in a gown embroidered with the intricate crests of an ancient family and possessing a dignified and elegant demeanor, gracefully approached.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Shen Yan."

He bowed gracefully, offering a kiss on the hand that was overly lingering and slightly too long. His fingertips, carrying a subtle hint of teasing, lightly traced the skin of the other's hand.

"I am Kyle Augustus, and it is an honor to speak with you."

Leaning slightly forward, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin at his collar, he lowered his voice and said in a seductive tone:

"Please forgive my bluntness, but for someone of your esteemed status to have only one queen by your side, Kalandel, is perhaps... somewhat inadequate."

A determined glint shone in his violet eyes, and his voice lowered even further:

"The Augustus family is willing to offer their utmost loyalty."

"Would you be so kind as to grant me this honor and take me as your female attendant?"

"I swear to give everything to please you, both body and soul, at your command."

He deliberately exuded a spiritual aura carrying seductive messages, his tone as devout as a sacrifice:

"As long as you nod, I am ready to kneel at your feet and accept your mark at any time."

"You can use me however you want..."

Another daringly dressed sub-female leaned in even closer, her warm breath almost brushing against Shen Yan's earlobe:

"Your Excellency, the General is often away on campaigns and it is difficult for him to be by your side at all times. If you do not mind, I am willing to become your most loyal female slave."

His slender fingers lightly brushed across his lower abdomen, where a brightly colored totem was displayed, adding a highly suggestive touch:

"I've learned many... techniques. Compared to that cold and hard general, I might be able to offer you a different... experience."

Her eyes sparkled, and her voice was so sweet it was almost dripping with honey:

"You can take me anywhere you wish right now. I will prove that I am more fit to serve you than Kalandall..."

The way she looked at Shen Yan was filled with naked admiration and a willingness to succumb, as if making a silent vow.

If Xiongzi agrees, he is willing to immediately give up all his current identity and status to become the most docile and obedient appendage by his side, the one who knows best how to please him and satisfy his every need.

These blatant and direct expressions of affection made Shen Yan's brows furrow even more tightly.

The chill emanating from him was almost tangible, and his voice was as cold as ice:

"I appreciate your kindness. However..."

He slightly raised his chin, his gaze sweeping over the eager female insects, and said clearly, word by word:

"I only need Kalandall; as for female servants and slaves..."

"impossible."

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly freezing the few female insects who still wanted to continue their entanglement in place.

Ignoring their unpleasant expressions, he turned to leave.