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Lu Jue was on the training field when he swung his arm and sent two trainers flying.

The shouts from the sidelines stopped abruptly.

The two bodies crashed heavily to the ground, gritting their teeth to refrain from uttering a shameful cry of pain.

That kid's really ruthless! This is just training! It's not like we're actually going to war!

"Round one is over. Let's go rest for a bit and prepare for the next round!"

Lu Jue stood in the center of the field, his chest heaving violently, sweat sliding down his jawline. He wiped it off with his hand and walked out.

"Great! That's a really good reaction time!"

"Hey, did you see that counter-pressure just now? It was really beautiful!"

Outside the venue, Instructor Li and Instructor Liu received the news and came over to see what was going on.

Instructor Liu patted Instructor Li on the back and laughed heartily, "Old Li, a bet's a bet! Look, they're here!"

Instructor Li grumbled and shoved him aside: "It's just two bottles of wine! Come get them from my office later!"

The two made a bet the first time they saw Lu Jue that His Highness would definitely find a way to get him into the military.

See, they were indeed recruited.

Lu Jue was trembling with pain all over his body after finishing this round of training.

He walked to the sidelines, picked up a towel to wipe his face, and walked out of the training field amidst the complex gazes of the trainers.

As soon as he came out, he saw two instructors staring at him with sharp eyes.

"Hey kid, remember me? I've caught you and brought you back from the detention cell so many times!" Instructor Li greeted him with a big smile.

Lu Jue paused, then nodded: "Instructor."

Instructor Liu asked with a smile, "Kid, did the princess let you come, or did His Highness take you from her side?"

Lu Jue thought for a moment.

Strictly speaking, it was Jiang Ting who snatched him away from the princess.

"It's His Highness."

The two instructors exchanged a glance and then laughed.

"Good. Once you're in the military, do your job well. Here, we don't care about rank, only ability. Is there a department you'd like to join?"

Lu Jue was silent for a moment: "I'll follow your arrangements."

Where he goes is not up to him.

His status as a slave meant he could never enter a secret department; at best, he would be pushed out to the front lines as cannon fodder to die.

The two instructors obviously knew this too, and asked about it casually without pressing further.

There is also class struggle in the military, but it is different from the aristocratic supremacy rules in the outside world.

Here, especially under Jiang Ting's command, strength is paramount.

Nobles, commoners, slaves—whoever has the strongest fist gets to decide.

Even if he is a slave, as long as he is strong enough, he will not be looked down upon.

This is something everyone in the military knows perfectly well.

But Su Mingxu didn't know that.

Su Mingxu, who had finally passed the evaluation test, was dragged into combat training after only one day of rest.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard Lu Jue talking to the two instructors.

Su Mingxu's gaze fell on Lu Jue's face, staring at the tattoo for several seconds.

Is this the slave of that deposed female princess?

His talent was recognized by the Crown Prince, and he was taken away from the Princess?

Su Mingxu both despised the other party for being a lowly slave and secretly envied his fighting talent.

The trainer was already impatiently urging them on.

"What are you dawdling for? Go inside!"

Su Mingxu snapped out of his daze and pleaded pitifully, "Wait a minute, I didn't study combat at military academy, I..."

"The general said you have to practice this," the trainer ignored him completely, "Go in!"

After a training session, Su Mingxu was almost beaten to death but still couldn't pass.

He crawled out of the training field with a bruised and swollen face and saw Lu Jue sitting in a corner with his eyes closed, resting and preparing for the next round of training.

Su Mingxu hesitated for a moment, then stumbled over.

"Feed".

Lu Jue didn't even open his eyes.

With a swollen face, Su Mingxu changed the subject: "You were... with the princess before?"

Lu Jue still did not react.

He suppressed his irritation and continued, "My brother, Su Chen, is the princess's official husband, did you know that?"

Lu Jue slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Su Chen, that frail deer?

"Are you his brother?"

Su Mingxu was delighted to see that Lu Jue had reacted.

He suppressed the nausea of ​​talking to a slave and tried to win over this man who was clearly favored by the instructors, hoping that Lu Jue could help him in the subsequent training.

He continued, his tone dismissive: "My brother is weak and cowardly. I really don't know how the princess could have fallen for him."

Lu Jue strongly agreed with this statement.

He truly didn't understand why the princess had chosen such a weakling as her husband.

But he didn't say anything.

"Su Chen is an illegitimate child of lowly status. If he weren't handsome and seducing the princess, how could she have possibly taken a liking to him?"

Lu Jue thought it made sense.

At the same time, he raised his hand and touched his face.

Su Mingxu noticed that the slave had developed a desire to talk and tried to get closer to him.

He leaned closer, his face saying, "Brother, I understand you."

"The princess is a hopeless romantic. She only cares about looks. She used to chase after Bai Zhiyu, and now she has her eye on Su Chen. She's a disgrace to the royal family."

"She has such a bad temper, you must have suffered a lot by her side, right? She must have bullied you because of her royal status, and you, as a slave, couldn't fight back. Luckily, you can now join the military, so you can stay far away from her from now on—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying.

"Bang!"

Su Mingxu crashed to the ground and rolled twice, half of his face was numb!

After sending the man flying with a single punch, Lu Jue licked his lips and glared at him fiercely.

Su Mingxu got up, feeling dizzy and disoriented, his eyes revealing a clear sense of foolishness.

Several military personnel rushed over and separated the two.

"What are you doing! Private fights are forbidden in the military!"

Lu Jue pointed at Su Mingxu with a cold face, "If you spread another rumor about the princess, I'll break your neck."

Su Mingxu then realized that this damned slave had actually dared to hit him! Making him lose face in public like this!

"What are you being so arrogant about?!" He yelled shrilly, his face half-blackened with sweat. "A slave! You were sent here after the princess got tired of you! You—"

Before he could finish cursing, Lu Jue rushed over despite the obstruction of several people and kicked him in the stomach!

"vomit--"

Su Mingxu coughed up blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Several military personnel were sweating profusely with anxiety and couldn't control him at all.

After hitting the person, Lu Jue calmly said, "You can put him in solitary confinement."

Military personnel: "..."

Ultimately, Lu Jue was sentenced to 24 hours of confinement.

Su Mingxu was rushed to receive treatment.

The group of people looked at each other in dismay as Su Mingxu was carried away in such a miserable state.

"Serves you right."

"They've all gotten into the military, and they're still playing those old class stratification games."

"The military recruits countless low-ranking men and slaves every year. He's practically begging for mercy; if they don't beat him, who will they beat?"

Another veteran shook his head: "That kid was ruthless enough... but I like it."

……

At the same time, at the research institute.

Jiang Zhixia, dressed in a pretty blue mini-dress, came to see Su Chen with a gift in hand.

Su Chen was waiting outside early. When he saw her, he immediately showed a gentle smile. He looked radiant in the sunlight.

"Princess."

"Have you been waiting long?" Jiang Zhixia jogged over and handed him the things she was carrying. "I brought these for you. There's food in here. You were just injured and your health isn't good, so you can eat something to help you recover. There are also some other things. I don't know what you're lacking, so feel free to use them."

Su Chen's gaze swept over her bright eyes, and as he accepted the gift, his fingertips inadvertently brushed against her palm.

"Thank you, Princess... Let's go inside."

The two walked into the research institute together.

In the corridor, researchers occasionally hurried by, and when they saw Jiang Zhixia, they all bowed their heads and saluted, none of them daring to utter a sound.

This was the first time Jiang Zhixia had seen Su Chen wearing research equipment. The transparent goggles perched on his high nose bridge, and his silver-white research coat concealed a neat shirt. He looked less gentle and more like an elite.

Upon entering the office, Su Chen removed the equipment and placed it on the table.

Jiang Zhixia looked around and saw that apart from research materials and a large amount of pharmaceutical equipment, she had almost no personal belongings.

"How is your injury?" she asked with concern as she sat down on the sofa.

Su Chen lifted his sleeve to show her: "It's just a minor injury, I'm fine now."

The treatment patch on her arm was still on. Jiang Zhixia leaned closer to take a look, then frowned: "Didn't you apply any medicine? Why are you only using a basic treatment patch?"

This thing works on the same principle as a modern band-aid; how can it heal wounds?

Su Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and as the fragrance drew closer, his heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't smelled this scent in so long that he almost lost his breath.

"...I'm really fine, thank you for your concern, Princess."

Remembering something, Jiang Zhixia raised her face and said seriously, "By the way, you transferred the Su family's assets to the royal family? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

She patted her chest and assured him repeatedly, "Don't worry, I'll return it to you when we terminate the relationship. Although the royal family wouldn't embezzle it, you still need to let me know beforehand. Otherwise, I won't know, and what if you can't get it back later?"

Su Chen was silent for a moment, then explained softly, "The situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't have time to tell the princess. It was my oversight."

The princess didn't want his things.

I don't want him either.

The Su family's assets are insignificant compared to the royal family; their greatest contribution lies in these research projects.

The princess never had those feelings for him; it was he who first had those inappropriate thoughts.

"Princess," Su Chen raised his clean-shaven eyes and looked at her gently, "the research project is progressing smoothly. Would you like to take a look?"

Jiang Zhixia asked in surprise, "I can watch?"

"Of course, it's not a secret, just some medicines supplied to the military."

Jiang Zhixia followed Su Chen through the corridor and into a spacious laboratory.

"This project is to create a potion that can temporarily stop orcs from transforming into beastmen due to the spread of mental energy," Su Chen explained as he walked. "We've had this kind of potion before, but it was very harmful to the orcs' bodies. This new potion will reduce that risk. If successful, the survival rate of frontline soldiers will be greatly improved."

Jiang Zhixia was stunned when she heard this.

She realized what she had overlooked!

Su Chen is more than just a therapist!

In the original story, Su Chen and the female lead met in the palace. At that time, Su Chen had already been taken under the control of the royal family and was a military healer.

The profession of therapist is equivalent to that of doctor in the outside world, but military therapists are different.

Military healers, in addition to healing, must also be proficient in the research of highly destructive drugs and weapons.

Moreover, Su Chen had no relatives at that time.

Not to mention Su Tongwei, even the entire Su family is gone!

Jiang Zhixia slowly raised her eyes and looked at Su Chen, who was explaining the medicine to her at the control panel.

Beneath the silver-white uniform, the man was slender and upright, with a gentle yet focused expression.

...Is the explosion at the Su family sanatorium related to Su Chen?

"Princess?" Su Chen noticed her silence and turned around. "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhixia met his gentle eyes and felt a chill run down her spine.