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As soon as Wen Shumu stepped out, he saw a black hovercar parked at the bottom of the steps, with a young military officer standing next to it.

Judging from the shoulder insignia, he is a major.

The major had a few freckles on his face and seemed to be about the same age as Wen Shumu, but he was much taller.

The empire has been at war for years, and its legions are becoming younger. Many generals have accumulated numerous military achievements at a young age, but Ling Suyu is the only one in the past century to become a marshal at the age of less than 30 and of commoner origin.

However, apart from a small number of nobles, there were almost no dissenting voices; everyone believed that he deserved it.

In Yi Hao's words, without Ling Suyu, there would be no peace in the empire today.

The people even respectfully called him "the star of the empire".

Upon seeing the marshal emerge, the major's eyes were filled with admiration, and he gave a perfectly standard military salute.

His gaze inadvertently swept over a light-colored patch behind the marshal, and his pupils suddenly dilated, his hand holding the salute froze.

Is this the wife of Marshal Yuan?!

They were... still holding hands?!

The major's simple thoughts were written all over his face. Wen Shumu, who grew up in the Wen family's den of wolves and tigers, was used to reading people's expressions and instantly understood what the major was thinking.

He never expected his brother to reciprocate by holding his hand...

Upon meeting the lady's gaze, the major straightened his back, raised his head, and introduced himself loudly: "Good morning, Madam! I am Marshal's adjutant, Heck."

Being addressed as "Madam" in front of his brother made Wen Shumu feel a little embarrassed. He nodded in response, "Hello, Heck... Major." He glanced at Heck's epaulets.

Since Ling Suyu returned, Wen Shumu's originally pale face has often been flushed with a faint blush, and he looks much more energetic than before.

Ling Suyu noticed his rosy cheeks, and with her other free hand slightly raised, she suddenly had an urge to pinch them.

The sound of Heck opening the car door for them interrupted this impulse.

Ling Suyu immediately withdrew his hand and released the hand that was holding Wen Shumu's, gesturing for him to get into the car.

After getting into the car, a hint of reluctance flashed in Wen Shumu's eyes, and his fingers, resting on his knees, curled slightly, as if savoring the warmth he had just felt.

I really want to hold my brother's hand a little longer.

Heck got into the passenger seat; there was also a driver in the car.

The hovercar was fast and stable, and the interior was quiet. The marshal didn't speak, and no one made a sound.

This continued for about half an hour. The hovercar gradually slowed down, passed through a series of security gates, passed by a huge statue of the founding emperor of the empire, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent palace.

Wen Shumu looked up at the enormous palace.

The palace, with its white and gold hues, pointed roofs, and towering height, is magnificent and solemn. Even just standing at a distance makes one feel insignificant.

The highest spire is carved with the pattern of the sun.

This is one of the most famous buildings in the entire galaxy—the Palace of Helios, where only those who wield supreme power in the empire can reside.

As the tallest building on the Imperial Star, it is like a dazzling sun hanging high in the sky, bringing eternal light to the world. Everyone can see it and enjoy the light it brings, but no one can get close to it. They can only look up at it with reverence.

It was my first time entering the palace, and I was about to meet His Majesty the Emperor. It was impossible not to be nervous.

Attendants stood guard at the palace gate to greet them. Wen Shumu followed closely beside Ling Suyu, keeping his eyes fixed ahead. Even though he was very curious, he did not look around for fear of being impolite.

The interior is even more luxurious, with extravagant crystal chandeliers arranged neatly as if they were free, lifelike reliefs on the dome, and the interior walls decorated with artistic carvings, tapestries, or oil paintings. The stair railings are even gilded.

The Wen family's headquarters is built like a castle, but it still can't compare to the Palace of Helios.

After passing through a magnificent, golden corridor, the group stopped in front of a retro and elegant door, where several soldiers and servants stood guard.

Wen Shumu knew that the emperor was in the room behind the door.

Just like during the terminal call, when he met them, the emperor was very friendly and even had the servants prepare various snacks, which he then invited Wen Shumu to taste with a smile.

Wen Shumu sat on the sofa next to Ling Suyu, his back straight, his mouth stuffed with snacks, his cheeks puffing out as he chewed.

The emperor narrowed his eyes, his gaze shifting between the two men.

Upon noticing that Ling Suyu was staring intently at Wen Shumu, Yi Hao's smile grew wider and wider.

It seems this kid isn't completely indifferent to Wen Shumu.

That would make things much easier for him to say next.

Wen Shumu couldn't eat anymore.

The two most important figures in the empire were staring at him, their taste buds almost too tense to taste anything.

Seeing that Wen Shumu had finished eating, the gentleness in Ling Suyu's eyes faded, and he turned to ask coldly, "What business does His Majesty have with us?"

Yi Hao: "..."

He seems to have been treated with double standards.

Yi Hao cleared his throat, turned on the terminal screen mirroring, and showed some comments from the StarNet to the marshal and his wife on the other side.

As he stared at the scrolling text on the projector, Wen Shumu's face turned deathly pale, while Ling Suyu's icy blue eyes beside him grew even colder.

[Marshal Ling really doesn't like the Wen family's Omega, does he? He's been married for a year and only just came home.]

I bet 100 credits they'll get divorced soon.

[The Wen family, a fallen noble family, is incredibly lucky to have a marriage alliance with Marshal Ling.]

[Heh, they don't see it that way. My cousin works for the Wen family, and the Wen family, and indeed the entire nobility, think that Marshal Ling is climbing the social ladder.]

【Are you crazy?!】

The nobles are as shameless as ever. They're a bunch of good-for-nothings living off their ancestors' wealth, contributing nothing to the empire, yet they consider themselves superior and utterly unworthy to be compared to His Excellency the Marshal.

[His Majesty is very wise, but I really don't know what he was thinking in this matter, personally bestowing the marriage upon them.]

In my opinion, we should exterminate all the nobles, leaving no one alive. If that's not possible, sending them to the Federation would be fine too.

[Isn't this marriage possible because of the high pheromone compatibility?]

[The Marshal should marry a beautiful, kind-hearted, and well-regarded Omega; a Beta would also be acceptable.]

[Let's just say Wen Wei's name directly: Gentle Beta, a genius painter, talented, good-looking, and a fan of the Marshal. I think they're a perfect match.]

Go away and play somewhere else. A superstar like Jiang Xun, known throughout the entire galaxy, is much more deserving.

[Don't be so ridiculous! Jiang Xun is an Alpha, and he's from the Federation. How could he possibly be connected to the Imperial Marshal!]

After the rise of new powers in the empire, freedom of speech became much greater than before. Ling Suyu, who came from a commoner background, had a very high voice among the people, and when his interests were involved, people even dared to question the emperor's decisions.

Yi Hao's expression was unreadable: "As you can see, the outside world is extremely pessimistic about your marriage."

Wen Shumu didn't really care about these harsh words; he had heard plenty of unpleasant things since he was a child.

He was simply reminded of the divorce agreement he had seen that morning by these comments.

In some ways, they weren't wrong... the brother did put divorce on the agenda.

The comments even went so far as to discuss whether Ling Suyu would be a more suitable marriage partner.

Wen Shumu felt an unbearable ache in his heart, a feeling that surged from the bottom of his heart to the tip of his nose, which he could only suppress by blinking a few times.

Noticing the Omega's deathly pale face, Ling Suyu's displeasure was almost overflowing: "These words have been repeatedly uttered since our wedding. What is Your Majesty trying to say by showing us this now?"

He saw through Yi Hao's intentions at a glance.

Yi Hao's lips curled slightly, and he smiled like a cunning fox: "Although the Empire and the Federation have not had a large-scale war for a hundred years, there have been constant frictions, large and small. Now that you have finally shaken hands and made peace, just like the questioning of your marriage, the people do not trust this hard-won peace and are still wary of each other."

Ling Suyu didn't respond, his tightly pressed lips indicating that his patience was about to run out.

Yi Hao finally stopped keeping them in suspense and sat up straight, saying elegantly, "The Federation hopes to cooperate with the Empire to launch a heartwarming family travel variety show on the StarNet, inviting prominent figures from both sides to participate. We hope that through the friendly interactions between these individuals, they can serve as role models and reduce public prejudice."

He smiled and looked at the newlyweds in front of him: "And you two are the top choices for this show."