Jiang Si looked at the cheap father-in-law, the high priest of the shallow sea mermaid clan, who changed his mind faster than flipping through a book, and called him by his name: "Handsome Fu Huan, that's not what you just said. Be careful you don't get slapped in the face!"

Fu Huan slumped back in her seat, adopting a defiant and unyielding attitude: "What did I just say? I didn't say anything! I serve my god, I believe in my god, and I am willing to remain untouched by worldly affairs and love for my god, to remain unmarried for life and grow old alone!"

Ginger shreds: "..."

As expected, those who hang out with Bo Jichen are all similar in their shamelessness, at least in that respect.

"Don't you think about it yourself?" Jiang Si felt she still had to help him, lest he end up in a mess trying to win her back, completely confused and uncertain: "What if your destined partner really is her? In your current state, it's very easy for..."

Fu Huan interrupted Jiang Si, waved his hand, and declared with boundless pride: "If my destined partner is her, I will sever all ties of love with my sword. If I cannot sever these ties, I will castrate myself and practice unparalleled martial arts!"

Jiang Si's eyes widened, and she almost choked on her own saliva: "Handsome Fu Huan, are you kidding me?"

Fu Huan bared his large, yellow teeth, so bright they almost blinded Jiang Si's eyes: "I'm not joking, every word I said is the absolute truth."

Jiang Si asked, puzzled, "You're being so honest. I just don't understand why everyone else can do it but Xiao Quanjian can't. Is it because she's not pretty enough, doesn't have a good enough figure, or has a bad temper?"

"No, she's quite pretty and has a good figure. She's a bit temperamental, but she's also very serious when she's doing something important. She might be a little willful, but that's not enough to make you want to stay away from her like this, is it?"

Her Majesty the Queen of the Deep Sea in Little Spring Stream is of noble status. Although she is not as beautiful as Yanliu, she is not bad either, and is much more beautiful than the average person.

Fu Huan, who had been slumped in her chair, sat up straight again and started counting on her fingers: "My precious eldest daughter, tell me, with this outfit, not only would people stay away, but even dogs would shake their heads. Did I want to dress like this?"

"Of course not! I also want to return to my original self and walk openly among people, but the conditions don't allow it!"

As Jiang Si listened to his roundabout rambling, Fu Ling understood: "I understand. Because of your identity, you can't walk openly in front of others. You can only secretly yearn for freedom, do what you like, and seek the thrills you crave."

"If an ordinary girl likes you, you can give up your status as a high priest for her, thank your gods for bestowing you marriage, and be with her, free and unrestrained."

"But if the other party is Xiaoquanjian, it's like jumping from a fire pit into a tiger's mouth. You'll give up being the high priest and become the king's consort. Either way, you'll be second only to the king and have no freedom!"

Fu Huan clapped his hands and gave Jiang Si a thumbs up: "My beloved darling daughter, you finally understand your father. If a girl likes your father, he can give up his position as the high priest, second only to the emperor, so that the girl can live happily ever after."

"But if this girl is Quanjian, and Daddy gives up the position of High Priest to become her king's consort, he'll be living under her roof, having to be subservient to her, not to mention, damn it, he'll have no freedom."

"Dad has lived this long and seen so much, why would he dress up like this in such a shabby outfit? It's so he can come out and have fun freely!"

Jiang Si nodded and stopped trying to persuade her, uttering a classic Chinese saying: "Yes, yes, life is precious, love is even more precious, but for freedom, both can be given up!"

Fu Huan withdrew her hand: "That's right, daughter. Don't try to pair me with that fish in the future. My destiny is not with that fish, and that fish's destiny is not with me."

"My destiny is freedom, the freedom to be unrestrained!"

Jiang Si took out two wine glasses from her spatial storage and handed them to Fu Huan. She then took out a bottle of red wine from her spatial storage, uncorked it, poured a full glass, set the wine aside, took a glass of wine, and raised it to Fu Huan: "Cheers to freedom, to being able to go out and have fun, to returning to Earth, cheers!"

Fu Huan: "Cheers!"

The wine glasses clinked together, producing a crisp and pleasant sound.

The red wine, made more than 3,000 years ago, retains its mellow aroma and is even more intense.

The two people chatted about everything under the sun in the autopilot aircraft. Before they knew it, they had finished one bottle of wine, two bottles, and three bottles.

From the space station to Abel Manor, the two of them downed a whole bottle of red liquor, a bottle of white liquor, and a bottle of yellow liquor, mixing them all down in their stomachs.

The two men, who were originally good drinkers, were probably a bit tipsy. When they got off the aircraft, their faces were flushed, their feet were a little unsteady, and they were slurring their words. However, their minds were unusually clear. They knew exactly what they were doing and what they were saying.

Especially when Jiang Si returned home and saw He Yan teasing her daughter like an old peacock spreading its tail feathers, she went up to him and pinched his ear: "Baby, didn't I ask Agares to kick you out? Why haven't you left yet?"

He Yan's ear was twisted, and he cried out in pain, "Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"Great, great, Mommy, great!" The little golden-eyed boy waved his little hands and clapped his hands, uttering two or three words at a time. His big golden eyes looked at Jiang Si and He Yan, innocent, beautiful, and dazzling.

He Yan, who was just complaining of pain, stopped when she heard the golden-eyed baby's voice. Her golden eyes, just like the baby's, curved down, and she showered him with endless affection: "Yes, yes, baby, your mom is the best, your mom is the best, your mom is the best in the world."

"Stop flattering me!" Jiang said, reeking of alcohol. "You've been here for over a month. It's time to go back and be your emperor. Stop treating Chensha like he's nothing. If he rebels against you one day and becomes king himself, you'll be crying your eyes out."

"Let him be king, it's no big deal. We're all family anyway." He Yan said nonchalantly, but didn't forget to remind Jiang Si, "Jiang Jiang, you know he almost became my brother-in-law, he's one of us."

What's the key point?

What's the key point?

Is this the key point?

The important thing is that he should hurry up and go back home.

"Yes, yes, he's one of us, you can get lost." Jiang Si twisted his ear and flung him onto the sofa. "Stop doing nothing all day, acting like a little kid."

He Yan retorted, "Taking care of the baby is my main business..."

Jiang Si interrupted him, threatening him harshly: "Baby, if you say another word, I won't let you see the baby again!"

He Yan was instantly taken aback, his voice abruptly cut off, and he groveled weakly, "Fine, fine, I won't say anything, I'll leave tomorrow, I'll leave tomorrow!"

Jiang Si questioned, "Are you really leaving tomorrow?"

He Yan's androgynous face was completely serious: "I'm really leaving tomorrow. If I don't leave tomorrow, I'm a dog. If I don't leave tomorrow, I'll be punished by never being able to marry you for the rest of my life!"

"What kind of declaration is this?" Jiang Si condensed a ball of mental energy and hurled it directly at He Yan: "Are you asking for a beating?"

He Yan dodged, and the mental energy ball landed in the sofa, burning a hole in it.

The little golden-eyed baby clapped his hands, giggling and shouting, "Mommy, go! Great job!"

"You ungrateful little thing, I've been taking care of you for a whole month for nothing, huh!" He Yan cursed, then darted over and started tickling the pretty little golden-eyed girl in a princess dress, with big eyes, chubby cheeks, and a pretty face, trying to make her laugh and have fun.

Ginger shreds: "..."

Who is the heartless one?

Fu Huan sat on the sofa watching the show, observing his eldest daughter's predicament. He patted the sofa and said, "Daughter, come, come, sit down. Don't bother with a bug. He doesn't deserve it."

Jiang Si, with her thick tongue, replied, "Yes, he doesn't deserve it. Cheap, Daddy, you sit down first. I'm going to find Agares. I want to ask him why he didn't chase this little bug away."

Is Agares going to the military headquarters today?

I don't think I need to go!

What did they say before they left?

She forgot all of it.

Fu Huan waved her hand: "Go on, go on."

Jiang Si swayed, her legs unsteady, and turned to walk towards the stairs. Just as she reached the top and took a step, she remembered something and cried out at the top of her lungs, "Hilte, Hilte..."

Hilt, the head steward of Abel Manor, responded, "Your Highness, I am here."

Jiang Si held onto the stair railing with one hand and pointed at Fu Huan sitting in the hall with the other: "Clean up the guest room she made, and have the kitchen start cooking now. There are many people eating today, so cook more!"

Hilt respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Jiang Si waved her hand: "Okay, you go ahead and get busy, I'm going upstairs."

She went up to find Agareth and found him in the study.

He sat upright in his chair, with many documents on his large desk and several personal computer screens in front of him.

Jiang Si strolled over leisurely: "Little Agares, didn't I tell you that Chen Sha is almost vomiting blood from fighting? Did you want me to hurry up and chase that little bug He Yan back?"

Agares smelled alcohol and looked away from the projection screen on his personal terminal, turning to his wife who was walking towards him: "Have you been drinking?"

Jiang Si walked over and sat on his lap, putting her arms around his neck: "I was fine on the way to pick up Fu Huan, I drank a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white wine, and a bottle of yellow wine, but I didn't drink too much."

Agares held her close, preventing her from slipping off his lap: "There aren't many, do you want to rest for a while?"

Jiang Si pouted and acted like a spoiled brat, nibbling at Agares's neck: "Don't go to rest, just rest here, just rest in your arms, okay!"

How can it not be good when even one's own princess is acting so coquettishly?

very good.

Agares pulled a blanket from his spatial storage and wrapped it around her. "Okay, you rest. I have a meeting in a few minutes..."

"Oh, you have a meeting?" Jiang Si stopped nibbling at his neck and sat up from his lap. "You should have said you had a meeting earlier. Then you can continue your meeting, and I'll go to the side. I can't delay your busy schedule."

"Yes, that's right. You are a marshal, a prince of a country, not just my little friend. You have many things to do, and you have a nation to protect. I can't hold you back."

"Then you keep busy, I'll go to the side, I'll go to the side..."

As Jiang Si spoke, she got up from his lap, still draped in the blanket.

Agares watched her shake her head, speak incoherently with a lisp, and repeat a sentence two or three times. He had originally intended to get up with her.

Jiang Si sensed his intention and pressed him down firmly into his seat: "Continue with your official duties and your meetings."

"Let me tell you, you're amazing. There are so many things you know that I don't. I can't do anything except fight. I'm so stupid."

The generals, lieutenant generals, major generals, and other key figures in the legion, who were projecting their information onto the computer screen, were speechless.

It's one thing to force-feed dog food during a meeting, but look at what the little prince said.

What do you mean she doesn't understand anything and only knows how to fight?

What do you mean she can't do anything and is stupid?

They're going crazy. She doesn't understand anything. How could the Troia Empire have achieved its current glory?

She knows nothing, so how could the Zerg emperor stay in her house and never leave?

Their mental strength and genes are no longer suffering from the collapse of the riots, and they have delicious meals to eat every day. Isn't that all thanks to her?

How could she say that she was stupid, didn't understand anything, and couldn't do anything?

If she can't do anything, doesn't understand anything, and is stupid at everything, then these people are the worst of the worst, the most worthless of the trash!

“How could you be stupid? You’re the smartest.” Agares thought she was drunk, or rather, not completely drunk, but in a state of half-drunkenness and half-awakeness, so he spoke in a slightly lower voice, with a coaxing tone: “You have so many good qualities, you can’t fit them all in a book.”

Jiang Si chuckled: "Liar, you liar! What do you mean by 'so many good points'? You can't even fit them all in a book. I don't have any good points at all."

"Me? I can't do anything except fight. Unlike you, you can recite the imperial laws, lead troops into battle, and train people. You used to make me angry."

"I was wrong, I'll never make you angry again." Agares got to the point and readily admitted her mistake. "Okay?"

"Okay, okay, I forgive you!" Jiang Si waved her hand with a thick tongue: "You keep busy, you keep having meetings, you keep scolding people, I'll play by myself, I'll play by myself."

After she finished speaking, she staggered away, throwing the blanket on her body aside. But she didn't go far. She walked to the blanket in the middle of the study, sat down, and with a wave of her hand, the coffee table next to the sofa was instantly brought to her in front of her by her mental power.

She started taking fruit out of her spatial storage and placing it on the coffee table. Agares watched her play around, fiddling with it clumsily and adorably. A slow smile crept onto his lips as he sat up straight and addressed the group projected onto the computer screen in front of him: "Continue the meeting, continue!"

The people on the projected computer screen: "..."

They ate so much dog food they were stuffed, and the little prince was so cute when he was drunk.

Another day of envying the Marshal. I wonder what kind of dog poop he must have stepped in to meet the adorable little prince and have two cute children.

Because of the young prince's presence, the empire has received continuous goodwill from neighboring countries across the interstellar space over the past three years.

Especially after the young prince destroyed a planet with a wave of his hand during a live broadcast, the goodwill shown by the surrounding countries towards their country took on a hint of ingratiation.

Trade between countries, navigation between star systems, and all sorts of messy political disagreements are no longer a problem.

Now, when the Troia Empire sends messages to other countries, such as trade routes, the efficiency is incredibly fast; they've forgotten what "delay" even means.

What is this called? This is called His Highness single-handedly balancing all the nations, making the people and soldiers of the Troya Empire realize with shock that the great powers were actually themselves.

They stand tall among the galactic nations, no longer having to suffer the slightest humiliation. Even at the Galactic Alliance Conference, their envoys speak louder.

All these influences and changes are due to their young prince, which has led to the current situation and ensured that the Troia Empire holds a prominent position in the Interstellar Alliance, with no one daring to criticize it anymore.

"What are you all staring at?" Agares swept his gaze across the crowd through the screen and said in a cold voice, "Now that there's no war, does that mean we can relax? Does that mean we can stop training soldiers and stop using artillery?"

Everyone immediately snapped out of their daze and regained their composure: "No, Marshal, let's continue, let's continue the meeting. We were just talking about our participation in the development and testing of the new weapon..."

Agares, with a stern face and a megaphone in his ear, listened to and watched them talk, which did nothing to affect Jiang Si, who was playing on the carpet.

Jiang Si felt increasingly dizzy and her vision became more and more blurry, but her mind remained clear. She grabbed the fruit, then the wine, then the glass, and then poured more wine.

After Agares finished her meeting and took care of the good things, she turned off the projection on her personal computer. She had already downed another bottle of red wine and was quite drunk.

A drunk person acts with unusual enthusiasm and initiative. Agares was enveloped by her enthusiasm and initiative, and in the study, they rolled around in a wave of heat, enjoying the beautiful afternoon together...

Agares went downstairs for dinner, while Jiang Si was still fast asleep.

After the meal, Agares gave Jiang Si the fine wine, and following her drunken words, picked up the two bottles of wine she had chosen and gave them to Hunter: "Jiang Jiang, let you and Xi He go back to the palace to stay today, and while you're at it, take these two bottles of wine to your teacher, as a gift for taking care of the children."

Hunter reached out and took the wine, putting it into his spatial storage: "Okay, I'll be right there!"

Jiang Dandan didn't want to go back to the palace or see its dog father, but Hunter reached out and grabbed it by the back of its collar, lifting it up and leaving.

Jiang Dandan: "..."

It struggled in vain, then waved to the beginning, the spring, the willows, and Fu Huan, blowing kisses and shouting, "See you later, see you later, see you tomorrow!"

Agares told the others to make themselves at home and to ask Hilt for anything they needed, then went upstairs to cuddle with his wife.

Yanliu was even more direct. With a flick of her sleeve, she left without a trace, her high heels clicking on the floor. Her little admirer, Chu, had originally wanted to go with her, but then he thought that since she was going back to her room to wash up and take a bath, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to go with her. So he decided to rest for a while before going upstairs.

But before he could even sit down and rest, he saw the Deep Sea Queen Quanjian with her nostrils flared, one hand on her hip and the other pointing at Fu Huan, whose red hair was bristling, her face was covered in pockmarks, her beard was unshaven, and her teeth were yellow: "Fu Huan, can't you pay attention to your image? Look at you, you're making me lose my appetite and I'll eat two less bowls of meat."

"Marshal Agares, I gave you face when Smoke Willow and Hunter were around and didn't say anything to you. Can't you take the initiative to clean up your own mess and stop being so disgusting?"

Fu Huan retorted, "Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I'm at my daughter's house, at my son-in-law's house. What kind of image do I need to maintain? This is my image. You may find it disgusting, but it's none of my business. I'm not going to eat any less meat."

"But you, you fish who stand there talking without any sense of responsibility, have the audacity to come to my daughter and son-in-law's house and criticize me. Don't you have any shame?"

early?:"……"

A deep-sea queen and a prince's father—you can't afford to offend either of them.

Forget it, forget it, the best strategy is to play the dog and watch the show in front of the big shots.

"You say I don't have a fish face?" Quanjian immediately exploded: "Say it again if you dare, and I'll strip you of all your scales and pull out all your tendons, you believe me or not!"

Fu Huan snorted, her anger reaching its peak, and said, "Oh my, I don't believe it, I don't believe it! If you've got the guts, stop talking and start fighting! Come on!"

"you……"

Fu Huan didn't let Quan Jian speak at all: "What do you mean, 'you'? Look at you, you're so skinny. If it weren't for your status as the Queen of the Deep Sea, what are you so arrogant about? You would have been chopped into eight pieces long ago and fried, boiled, or stewed."

"You say I have a bad image, that I'm frizzy, and that I have yellow teeth. I'm frizzy and I have yellow teeth, I'm proud of it, I'm happy, you don't know anything."

"Ah, I'm going to kill you..."

"If you kill me, I'll go find your High Priest." Fu Huan raised her voice, splashing a bucket of cold water on the agitated Quan Jian: "Ask your High Priest, as the Queen of the Deep Sea, how can you have no compassion and fight and kill every day? What kind of behavior is this?"

Xiao Yang can't handle her anymore!

She would start yelling at him whenever she saw him, but he hadn't provoked her. He had just accidentally pinched her while she was molting. It was no big deal. When merfolk molted, they would beg him to pinch them. Being pinched by him was considered a great honor and a source of immense happiness.

Quanjian was furious and stomped his feet: "You stinky fish, how dare you speak ill of me to my High Priest? I will never let you get away with this!"

Fu Huan exclaimed "Ouch!" as if calling a dog, "Alright, alright, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you. Go upstairs and rest now, hurry up and go!"

Quan Jianqi's chest heaved with anger. He knew he couldn't defeat him openly, but he could resort to underhanded tactics. After all, he was staying here tonight; he could run away, but he couldn't hide.

Thinking of this, Quanjian gave Fu Huan a heavy snort, glared at him, and turned to go upstairs. He was thinking that once Fu Huan was asleep, he would sneak into his room and beat him to death with a shark fin to vent his anger.

Chu Jianquan could no longer see her upstairs, so she slowly stood up and came to Fu Huan's side: "Your Highness's father, you are also a fish. What is your relationship with the Deep Sea Queen? She seems to be very afraid of you?"

"My relationship with her... I have nothing to do with her... wait..." Fu Huan looked at Chu Yi, "Have I seen you before?"

Chu thought for a moment: "I don't think I've seen you before. I'm the chief healer of the Hunter Legion, Chu. I've been with the Hunter Legion all this time, and I only arrived today."

The other party is the little prince's father, a member of the Red Eyebrows Fleet. He had previously gone to the planting star at the small shop with the marshal, and it seems he had never seen this type of father before.

But he wasn't sure if this dad had changed his identity again. If he had, he wouldn't know which dad it was.

"You only arrived today!" Fu Huan's mouth gaped slightly as he looked at the stairwell to make sure the little mermaid had already gone up. He then looked at Chu Yi, stretched out his finger, and, like a fortune teller, pretended to calculate: "Chief Healer Chu Yi, I have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and know about events from 500 years ago to 500 years later. I just calculated that your destined marriage has arrived, and it's in this room!"