Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

The night of Nan Zhuxing came quietly. After the exchange with Yu Xinlan was over, Meng Jinhuai, who had originally planned to leave, sat back in his office chair again. Although there are still some differences in essence, today Meng Jinhuai, the interstellar male god, finally feels what it means to be... being dumped.

......It's not very cool indeed.

The temperature in Nan Zhuxing has not been high recently, but when I was working just now, the windows in Meng Jinhuai's office were still lowered by half as usual. Now at night, the outdoor temperature dropped a few degrees, and while Meng Jinhuai was sitting here meditating, a cold wind poured in through the gaps in the windows.

In this situation, there are really some inexplicable depressions.

After thinking for a while, the Marshal-sama turned on his light brain again, and then sent a message to his subordinates-to send himself the documents assigned to tomorrow.

That's right, after working hard for many years, the Marshal-sama has the willingness to give himself a holiday for the first time.

While Meng Jinhuai worked overtime to deal with the next day's work, Duan Hengye did not relax.

Duan Hengye couldn't help becoming nervous after sending the draft divorce agreement to Meng Jinhuai. Although he knows that the other party's work has always been very busy and may not be able to receive the messages he sent in time, Duan Hengye still feels nervous every time a new message is sent, and then opens it as soon as possible.

As time passed, Duan Hengye didn't even eat dinner in order to wait for a reply.

While waiting, Duan Hengye opened the backstage of Anluo University in order to divert his nervousness and replied to all the recent backlogs in one go.

Looking at the cleaned up information box, Duan Hengye couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and then slowly leaned back on the soft chair back. And just when he thought Meng Jinhuai was busy with work today and probably wouldn't reply to himself, Guangmin finally received a new message prompt.

"system hint:

Your application for divorce has been rejected. "

"..."

After seeing the news, Duan Hengye was silent.

How could Meng Jinhuai's response be different from his own imagination?

During the period after the news was sent, Duan Hengye assumed countless possibilities in his heart. Among them, Meng Jinhuai readily agreed, and the other party wanted to exchange resources with himself or sign a detailed cooperation agreement. All in all, in his imagination, there is absolutely no possibility for the system to directly reject the application without pain.

Meng Jinhuai's response was too plain, right? It's like what he rejected was not an application for divorce, but just a trivial matter on the Southern Stars.

Duan Hengye has finally found out now that Meng Jinhuai likes to change the topic this way, or to use a small-scale reply method. And he... but there is really no way to deal with it.

And just when Duan Hengye was in the most depressed mood, Meng Jinhuai's private account finally sent him a message.

The other party said: "We will talk in detail tomorrow morning."

...

At six o'clock in the morning, Nan Zhuxing standard time, Duan Hengye sat up on the bed on time. Probably because of the reply received from Meng Jinhuai last night, Duan Hengye slept so well for the first time recently. When he walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, he found that his hair style was messed up...

In any case, Duan Hengye is still a person who pays attention to image, plus there are important things to talk about today, so he must be more formal. After seeing his appearance in the mirror, he quickly took advantage of this time to clean up.

Duan Hengye always wakes up very early, and today it will be less than seven o'clock after he cleans up. However, after Duan Hengye tidied up and walked out of the bedroom, he found that Meng Jinhuai was waiting at the door without knowing when.

Unlike Duan Hengye, who was dressed in a particularly formal way to discuss business matters, Meng Jinhuai, who stood outside the door, looked very casual wearing a black turtleneck sweater. After the two stood together, the style of painting was really unsuitable.

Seeing Duan Hengye going out, Meng Jinhuai smiled at him and said: "Don't be so formal, change your clothes." As soon as the voice fell, the marshal reopened the bedroom door and walked in with Duan Hengye.

The clothes in the bedroom closet are taken care of by special robots, and the worst is the high-end clothes of the interstellar luxury brand. Duan Hengye didn't pay attention to clothes just now because of thinking about things all the time. After reopening the closet door this time, Meng Jinhuai did not ask Duan Hengye to choose by himself, but directly took out a thick beige coat for him.

"Put it on, it's cold outside." Meng Jinhuai handed it to Duan Hengye very naturally.

Is it cold outside? After hearing these three words, Duan Hengye couldn't help but wonder. If he understood correctly, Meng Jinhuai meant that he would go outdoors with himself for a while? Although a little puzzled in his heart, Duan Hengye still didn't ask the question in the end. He listened to Meng Jinhuai's words and directly replaced the black suit with this coat.

"Go to the study?" Duan Hengye turned and looked at Meng Jinhuai and asked solemnly. After hearing his words, Meng Jinhuai gently shook his head and said, "No, eat breakfast first."

...

When did Marshal Lord be so long-winded?

After hearing these words, although Duan Hengye was constantly complaining about the other party, he finally walked to the restaurant on this floor with Meng Jinhuai. Speaking of the last time they sat here together, it was the time when Duan Hengye made supper by himself and was discovered.

There have been too many things happening recently, and Duan Hengye almost forgot the episode that night. However, after sitting down, seeing the familiar restaurant layout, the events of that night came back into his mind in an instant, and then it aggravated Duan Hengye's embarrassment.

But it seems that Meng Jinhuai didn't notice this.

After the two of them sat down, the robot of the Marshal's Mansion came over with the breakfast that had already been prepared. Contrary to what outsiders imagined, the Marshal Mansion, the real power center of the Yetian Empire in their eyes, did not have the luxury of meals. Although there are many styles of food on the table at this time, the ingredients and processing methods used are not uncommon.

Duan Hengye hasn't eaten properly recently. Because of something in his heart, he doesn't have much appetite when looking at the food on the table.

While Professor Duan was sitting absent-mindedly thinking about things, Meng Jinhuai picked up a cup of freshly brewed coffee. After taking a sip, he gently put the coffee down, then sat up straight and said to Duan Hengye: "Yesterday's application..."

at last! Hearing the key points, Duan Hengye immediately rallied. He was waiting for the other party's next words.

"I rejected the application yesterday." The marshal said such a nonsense very frankly. After hearing what he said, Duan Hengye, who had always been patient, couldn't help it. Duan Hengye took a deep breath, bit his lip and stared at the other person's eyes, saying almost every word: "You know I'm an undercover agent."

The identity of "undercover" is like a huge time bomb for Duan Hengye.

It is no exaggeration to say that from the time he traveled into "Dumping Interstellar", most of Duan Hengye's work revolved around this identity. And in countless nights, he also had nightmares about this identity again and again.

Duan Hengye had never thought before that one day he would confess this to Meng Jinhuai himself.

However, after saying this, Duan Hengye discovered that, regardless of the other party's reaction, his spirit was relaxed a lot, as if a heavy iron shackle was finally untied.

If it were put in a film and television drama, after Duan Hengye's topic introduction fell, the BGM with a weird and heavy atmosphere should sound.

But this is not the case.

Hearing Duan Hengye's words, Meng Jinhuai did not speak. On the contrary, he picked up the knife and fork with a relaxed and calm expression and started to eat breakfast naturally...

Wait, isn't it that the undercover confession is so unimportant?

After seeing Meng Jinhuai's reaction, Duan Hengye couldn't help but start to doubt that he was born. He was silent for a while and decided-another strong medicine.

Duan Hengye let out a sigh of relief, and then said to Meng Jinhuai: "You know, I used to move my hands and feet on your mecha, I..." Meng Jinhuai's reaction was too flat, and when faced with such a major event, The more dull the other person's reaction, the more tormenting.

The current Duan Hengye behaves like a prisoner who is unwilling to accept a confession-obviously there is no torture in front of him.

Just when Duan Hengye was thinking about it and uttering the words "I almost killed you", Meng Jinhuai finally put down his knife and fork. He gracefully picked up the napkin on the side and wiped his mouth, and then said to Duan Hengye: "I also know that you have touched my mech more than once. You saved me."

"..."

Duan Hengye did not expect that Meng Jinhuai discovered the last remote system upgrade. The instinct of the mecha researcher instantly brought Duan Hengye's thoughts to his own professional field-Meng Jinhuai's mental power is indeed strong, so his perception of mechas is unique among the stars.

But now is not the time to think about this!

After hearing what Meng Jinhuai said just now, Duan Hengye's mood became more and more tangled. Now that Meng Jinhuai said so, he naturally couldn't say "Do you know I once wanted to kill you?" something similar. After all, this sentence sounds like he is seeking his own way.

Before Duan Hengye could say anything, Meng Jinhuai continued to throw a bomb out with a calm expression, "The results of the last physical examination have come out. There are many special toxins deposited in your body, and you are sent to LDK-300 for research. The drug can temporarily suppress the poison. I think the toxin should come from a control drug that has been taken or injected for many years..."

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye's teeth gently bit the flesh on the inside of his lips. Duan Hengye finally let go of himself until he tasted a trace of blood.

Duan Hengye didn't expect that before he could speak, Master Marshal actually explained the reasons he had prepared earlier.

......Although it's all facts, it's too considerate to help shake the pot?

There was silence at the dining table for a long time, and Meng Jinhuai, who sat opposite, had been watching Duan Hengye's reaction. I saw that the other party was silent and entangled at first, and after a while, it seemed that he had figured out something, and the eyes that looked at him suddenly became a bit...moved and admired.

Moved and worshiped?

After hearing what Meng Jinhuai had just said, Duan Hengye, who had been entangled for a long time, finally came to his own conclusion-after the Tichoxing incident and the last battle, the Marshal had completely regarded him as his own. In this case, in order to ensure the follow-up cooperation and live up to this trust, I must not destroy the atmosphere anymore!

"... Don't worry, Master Marshal, I will definitely give you a suitable answer in the future about the matter just mentioned." He even changed his name directly.

Knowing for so long, Meng Jinhuai heard his spouse make such an emotional speech for the first time. But the emotional direction in the speech seemed to be different from what I imagined. At this time, Duan Hengye looked like a subordinate who was showing loyalty to himself...not his spouse.

Although he felt the fact that the two of them had completely different priorities, after seeing the light in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai's heart could not help but relax.

There is one thing he didn't tell Duan Hengye just now-although the toxins deposited in the body are very complex and extremely difficult to analyze, the testing agency still found a special chemical substance from there. It specifically targets a certain area of ​​the brain. When the deposit reaches a certain level, the brain's ability to perceive feelings will decrease. Then, the user will change his temperament and become a completely "indifferent" person.

This is the consistent brainwashing method of the royal family.

In other words, after seeing the increasing content in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai was also convinced that the substance in his body was slowly decreasing.

Duan Hengye didn't know what Meng Jinhuai was thinking. He only saw the other person smile at him, and then said, "Hurry up and eat breakfast, and go outside soon."

After showing loyalty, the atmosphere between the two finally relaxed.

And hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye also naturally cast doubtful eyes at him. Upon seeing this, Meng Jinhuai said very casually: "There is nothing to do with the military department today. If you want, you can check it out on my mecha."

Meng Jinhuai's mecha!

After hearing these words, Duan Hengye suddenly became excited.

All the active mechas of the Yetian Empire come from the Imperial Mecha Research Institute. Just talk about advanced mechas. As the place where they were designed and manufactured, the research institute not only has detailed data on mechas, but even their copies—except for Meng Jinhuai.

It is the only mecha with the word "unique" that StarCraft bears.

When researching the mecha based on simulation data and doing system updates for it remotely, Duan Hengye had the idea of ​​wanting to really get in touch with this mecha more than once. It's just that no matter how much he thought in his heart, Duan Hengye never mentioned it to the other party.

After all, Meng Jinhuai knew that he was an undercover agent, and suddenly asked to look at the opponent's mecha. He was bound to doubt and then caused unnecessary trouble.

But now it's different. He has confessed his identity, and Master Marshal also proactively sent out this invitation.

Almost at the moment when Meng Jinhuai's voice fell, Duan Hengye nodded eagerly, and then said, "Okay!"

After hearing his answer, Meng Jinhuai nodded. He looked at the almost untouched breakfast on the table and said to Duan Hengye: "Then we will go over after breakfast."

Although Nan Zhuxing has a very large area, it also has a large permanent population. When designing the area under the jurisdiction of the military department, there was no constant enclosure like the imperial family in the capital star. Instead, several areas were reasonably delineated, and precise and reasonable layouts were made.

For example, as the marshal Meng Jinhuai did not have a private mech docking area, but like all the military personnel, he used several public docking areas.

Although the military has entered the semi-vacation mode in recent days, the soldiers are still conducting routine training. After breakfast, Meng Jinhuai went back and changed into military uniforms. When they officially set off, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, which was the busiest time for training in the morning.

The soldiers who were training on the largest dock on the Southern Stars would not have thought that Master Marshal was slowly approaching him.

A small silver levitator appeared above the docking apron, and everyone who knew it knew it. A similar type of levitator came from the military. Seeing the levitator, all the soldiers who hadn't boarded the armor stood on the spot, and then stood at the same place to salute in the direction where it landed.

They guessed that the person in the levitator should be a certain military officer in charge of daily training.

This docking area is huge. From the perspective of Duan Hengye who is in mid-air, I saw a group of soldiers in uniforms turning around in unison, and then they made a simultaneous action. The picture is really real. It was extremely shocking...

The levitator descended very fast, but it landed firmly on the ground in an instant.

Under the gaze of the surrounding soldiers, the silver-white hatch of the suspension slowly opened. Then everyone saw that a man in a black military uniform stepped down from the levitator. He stood by the door of the levitator and saluted the surroundings.

Unexpectedly... the person in this levitator would turn out to be Lord Marshal!

At this time, most of the training on this docking pad are grassroots soldiers from the military. Although they are both members of the Southern Star Marshal's Mansion, they have never seen Meng Jinhuai himself.

Although well-trained, and even though he was used to seeing war and life and death scenes, the moment he saw Meng Jinhuai, the people around him still stayed in place nervously.

After feeling the tense atmosphere around, Meng Jinhuai, who was at work, showed them a very rare smile, and then lightly nodded.

Duan Hengye walked out of the levitator at this time. Unlike Meng Jinhuai, Professor Duan, who has no military rank, still wore the thick white coat this morning. The weak texture and the colors of Meng Jinhuai's army are completely opposite. In the eyes of the people around, Duan Hengye's body possesses a soft temperament that is diametrically opposite to the mecha dock.

Facing the gaze of so many people, Duan Hengye was a little uncomfortable, but his face was always calm. After completely getting out of the suspension, Duan Hengye also greeted the people around him.

This... this is not a dream.

Marshal-sama unexpectedly came to the mecha dock with Professor Duan?

The soldiers of the empire regarded mechas very sacred. If the "miscellaneous personnel" who appeared here today were anyone other than Duan Hengye, perhaps everyone would not have such excitement. But he happened to be Duan Hengye!

Although not a member of the military, Duan Hengye, who was the designer of the mecha they piloted, also had an exceptionally sacred position in the hearts of this group of soldiers.

The two idols played at the same time, the lethality is not ordinary.

Until the silver levitator drove away automatically, people around still stared at Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai with admiring eyes. But staring at them, I found out... Marshal-sama didn't seem to inspect the work as he thought.

After the levitator flew away, Meng Jinhuai walked to Duan Hengye's ear and said something, then he turned to face the open space on the side.

What is Meng Jinhuai doing? The onlookers suddenly did not understand.

After a while, the person closer to Meng Jinhuai finally discovered his purpose. The marshal took out a small stamp... Although the appearance of the stamp was not exaggerated at all, the sharp-eyed people immediately recognized that it was the key to Meng Jinhuai's mecha!

Meng Jinhuai gently tossed the stamp to the sky, and then under everyone's gaze, a huge silver mecha that looked like a tall building appeared in front of them! Just like a tall building rising from the ground. No soldiers did not recognize this mech, and it was even in the midst of one war after another. This mech, which was always at the forefront of the distance, had become the sacred totem-like existence in their hearts.

Compared to seeing Meng Jinhuai with his own eyes, such close contact with this mecha was even more unexpected.

Although the size of this mecha has been known for a long time, when I saw it with my own eyes, the people nearby couldn't help but step back.

Being overlooked by a mountain-like object, fear is a normal physiological response.

Although Duan Hengye had just observed this mecha up close a few days ago, he was still shocked by it again. After seeing Duan Hengye's nervousness, Meng Jinhuai gently patted the other person, "Let's go." He turned and said to Duan Hengye.

A small suspension device fell from the side of the mecha cockpit. Under everyone's gaze, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai waited for the interstellar legend mecha. The silver-white hatch was getting closer and closer, and after the levitator was connected to the hatch, Meng Jinhuai took the lead to go out.

After standing still, Meng Jinhuai turned and made an inviting gesture towards Duan Hengye, then raised his head and said: "Welcome, you are its second master."

Every mech driver regards his mech as his life. Duan Hengye, a mecha developer, understands what kind of trust is behind this sentence.

Uncontrollably, Duan Hengye slowly smiled at Meng Jinhuai, and then walked into the cockpit of the mecha.

Because he was used to facial paralysis, Duan Hengye actually didn't know what this smile looked like to the other party. In order not to look weird, or to be a little bit shy, Duan Hengye strode past Meng Jinhuai.

At the moment he passed by, he didn't see the other person's expression.

It was surprised and joyful—like a child who accidentally pulled out candy from the cabinet.

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