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

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the living room in a warm golden hue.

Karandal leaned back in the soft sofa, his nearly six-month pregnancy making his belly bulge like he was carrying a round, plump fruit.

With her brows slightly furrowed, her fingers unconsciously rubbed her lower back.

Shen Yan brought over warm water and washed green grapes. Upon seeing this, he immediately put the things down, skillfully sat down next to his wife, and began to massage her lower back with his warm hands.

"Is it sour again?"

The male's voice was deep and gentle, filled with undisguised heartache.

"Um……"

The female queen relaxed her body, leaned back in Shen Yan's arms, and sighed comfortably, feeling the just-right massage pressure.

His icy blue eyes were half-closed, and long, light-colored eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath them. His expression was as languid as a large, well-groomed feline.

The faint, cool fragrance emanating from her body lingered around Shen Yan's nose, becoming the most reassuring scent for the male.

While massaging his wife, he lowered his head, gently rubbed his chin against the top of her soft hair, and whispered a suggestion:

"Would you like to go for a walk? A short stroll is good for your health, and the sun is shining brightly today."

The female insect thought for a moment and nodded.

Staying indoors all the time can be a bit stuffy.

He tried to get up by himself, leaning on the sofa, but Xiongzi beat him to it.

With extremely careful movements, he supported her arms and waist, lifting her steadily.

"Slower."

Shen Yan gave her instructions, then picked up a thin fleece shawl draped over his wife and carefully wrapped it around her, afraid that she might catch a chill.

The two insects walked out of their house hand in hand and strolled slowly along the quiet street path.

The male kept Kalandall in a protective position on the inside, his arms tightly wrapped around his lower back, both for support and to guard him.

Mental energy, like invisible ripples, gently rippled around Kalandel, forming a secluded and safe domain that isolated him from the noise of the outside world.

This area is not far from the military headquarters building and has always been a peaceful place, making it a popular walking route for them.

Calander nestled against Shen Yan, feeling the warmth and the solid support of his lord, filled with happiness.

I'm starting to get used to the changes in my body, and my pregnancy symptoms are gradually decreasing.

He would occasionally point to the newly blooming flowers in the roadside flowerbeds, or a pet lazily sunbathing, and whisper a few words to his master, creating a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

However, this peaceful scene was abruptly shattered by a sharp, ear-piercing metallic scraping sound and a series of loud impacts.

At the end of the street, a black cargo hovercar, like a drunkard, was frantically crashing into vehicles traveling normally in front of it in an extremely bizarre and out-of-control manner.

It disregarded traffic rules, moving at an alarming speed, without deviating from its course in the slightest, with a precision that chilled even insects, its target aimed directly at Calander on the trail.

More precisely, it was aimed at his pregnant belly, which was bulging high!

"Lanlan—!"

Shen Yan's pupils contracted to their maximum size in an instant, and immense fear was poured over him like ice water.

Before he could even think, instinct had already begun to drive his body, and he suddenly pulled Karandel into his arms, using his back to form a defensive line.

At the same time, the vast and boundless SSS-level mental power erupted at an unprecedented speed, condensing into an almost visible and indestructible oval shield that tightly enveloped the two insects!

"Bang!!!"

A dull thud that made the insect's heart stop rang out. The out-of-control hovercar crashed into an invisible wall, its front end instantly twisting and denting, with parts flying everywhere.

The immense impact caused the mental shield to fluctuate violently, and Shen Yan's face paled, but he gritted his teeth, and the shield remained unmoved.

The out-of-control vehicle was violently thrown aside, tumbling and crashing onto the roadside with a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds.

Karandal, who was being held tightly in Shen Yan's arms, was not injured except for being extremely frightened at the moment of impact and turning pale.

He huddled in the male master's arms, still shaken, his hands instinctively protecting his stomach, his icy blue eyes filled with lingering fear and disbelief.

"It's alright...it's alright...I'm here, I'm right here..."

The boy was breathing heavily, holding him tightly and gently comforting him, but his own back was already soaked with cold sweat and his arms were trembling slightly.

God has no idea how scared he was just now!

The scene was a complete mess, as if it had been swept by a hurricane.

Several hovercars that had been hit were overturned haphazardly on the roadside. One of them, an expensive bright blue custom hovercar, was particularly badly damaged. It had almost slid sideways for a distance, and its body was severely deformed.

Screams, cries, and alarms rose and fell in a chaotic cacophony.

Just then, a group of figures in crisp military uniforms swiftly cut into the chaotic scene like sharp swords.

The leader, with the insignia of a lieutenant general shining on his shoulder insignia, had a stern expression and sharp eyes like an eagle; he was none other than Locke, who had just returned to work after his vacation.

He glanced around and instantly assessed the severity of the situation.

"Immediately evacuate the onlookers! Set up a cordon! Medical teams should prioritize treating the injured!"

The command was clear and calm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The accompanying female soldiers immediately sprang into action with high efficiency.

However, when Locke's gaze fell on a bright blue hovercar belching black smoke, his eyes suddenly turned dangerous.

One of the terrified road bugs shouted, "There are bugs in that car! They seem to be stuck and haven't gotten out yet!"

Almost at the same instant he heard the shout, Locke had already charged out like a cheetah.

The bright blue hovercar was severely deformed and unable to be opened due to the rollover and impact, and thick smoke was continuously pouring out from the gaps in the hood and windows.

The pungent smell of burning filled the air, and electric sparks crackled, posing a constant threat of explosion!

Locke's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly gathered immense power in his fists, his muscles tensed, and he slammed them against the sturdy, bulletproof car window!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The heavy thud echoed through the chaotic streets.

Glass shards flew, cutting the back of his hand and forearm. Blood immediately gushed from the wounds, sliding down the taut muscle lines, but he seemed not to feel the pain, his eyes focused and resolute.

After several powerful blows, the car window finally shattered.

He leaned inside, quickly unbuckled the seatbelt, carefully avoided the sharp edges of the metal glass, and forcefully dragged the other person out of the deformed cockpit.

He was a slender young man.

At this moment, her beautiful face was covered in black ash, and her once stylish hairstyle was now a mess.

He seemed stunned by the sudden disaster, his crystal-clear eyes wide open in terror, his long eyelashes even covered with fine dust, as Locke half-carried him away from the dangerous scrap metal.