Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

Is it a foot pain problem?

Is it a problem with using the elevator?

Now we can't leave.

She was even picked up.

A father's hug, a hug like he's holding his daughter.

They were already being treated like monkeys, and now they're practically monkeys themselves.

The military personnel who had come out to peek at the lady inwardly gasped.

Some people are jealous. Who said that a serious, upright, and aloof marshal wouldn't fall in love? That's all bullshit. Look at him, how he's hugging and spoiling his wife like she's his daughter.

One group: The legendary lady is indeed petite, physically weak but lacking in mental strength. She starts panting after just a few steps and wants to be hugged.

Some people commented: "The lady looks familiar, somewhat like the young prince who received the richest man in the Fourth Civilization and the Great Witch before. The young prince is bright and flamboyant, with fiery red lips, a bright red dress, and a strong presence. The lady, on the other hand, is petite, fair-skinned, and youthful, with a sweet smile and a gentle demeanor."

Some people: Ahhh, how can there be a wife who smiles so sweetly, and is so shy that she buries her head in the marshal's neck? Such a kitten-like wife, let alone the marshal, even they would be confused.

Some people know that Madam is Jiang Jiang Baby online, the little princess of the empire, and the daughter of General Bo Jichen, but they just don't say anything. They just play around and wait for others to find out and surprise them.

Jiang Si wasn't embarrassed or shy at all; she was too ashamed to face anyone. She was withdrawn and didn't want to greet anyone or be seen by anyone. So she could only wrap her arms around her husband's neck and bury her face in the crook of his neck.

Fortunately, my husband didn't linger downstairs. When someone greeted him, he gave a curt "hmm" in response and quickened his pace.

They did not leave the military headquarters building at 4:30, but left at 4:50.

As soon as she stepped out of the military building, Jiang Si wanted to get down. "Honey, I can walk by myself now. My feet don't hurt anymore."

Agares, without any expression, misinterpreted her meaning: "It's alright, I'm not tired!"

Ginger shreds: "..."

It's already a large-scale dead company.

We'll come again.

have to.

She accompanied her husband to work, and the entire military knew that she was frail and unable to take care of herself, unable to even walk, and needed her husband to carry her.

Agareth ruined her, tarnished her reputation.

She couldn't say that it was her own foot that hurt.

Waaaaah!

People say there's a generation gap every three years, but they're more than 3,000 years apart. This generation gap... it's absolutely vast, and they can never come back.

Once they were outside the military headquarters and in front of the car, Agares put her down.

Jiang Si opened the driver's cab and climbed inside.

Her little face was all red; how embarrassing!

Agares expressionlessly folded the thin towel into a neat square, put it back into the spatial button, turned around, walked around the car, and got into the passenger seat.

Jiang Si started the car, opened the window, stepped on the gas, and the car drove off.

The military intranet became lively, with countless anonymous posts: "Ahhh, I saw the legendary lady! My goodness, her face is as small as a palm, her eyes are darker than the darkest night, so delicate and petite, she really is the legendary woman who, if you slap her against the wall, you can't even pry her off."

An anonymous comment read: "The lady is so delicate and petite, haha, you could slap her against the wall and not be able to pry her off. Are you sure you want to slap her? I'll just laugh and say nothing."

An anonymous reply read: "I have a big secret, but I won't tell you. Please continue to maintain your first impression of the lady. Don't say I didn't warn you. Next time you see her, be respectful. Don't be negligent just because she's weak and can't take care of herself, or she'll make you weak and unable to take care of yourself."

Another popular post reads: "The Marshal is indeed a Marshal. He's holding his wife with one arm. This dad-style hug is absolutely amazing. I'm so envious. I really want to marry a man like the Marshal. He makes me feel so safe."

"Yes, yes, I was there too! I'm so excited! Who was it that said the Marshal was a weapon of mass destruction, a robot without emotions? Come out and get beaten up!"

"Yes, yes, Marshal, don't be so clever! I'm already drooling with envy and I'm going to eat this dog food."

"Oh right, I just received a message from the Marshal that everyone in the military, except for the secretariat, doesn't need to work overtime and can leave early. Ahhh, it must be the Madam! It's the Madam who accompanied the Marshal to work. It's a perk the Marshal gave us."

"I hope that next time the wife will accompany the marshal to work more often. I don't mind eating dog food. I can eat as much as I want, I can eat until I'm stuffed. That way... if the marshal is happy, we won't have to work overtime."

One person replied: "What are you thinking? The marshal doesn't make you work overtime. Just one day you won't have to work overtime. Why are you still thinking about this? You're just too full of dog food."

"You guys just don't work overtime. Look at what we have here, a treat from the madam! Watermelon, apple, apple. Do you have any of that?"

The fruit, which aroused envy and jealousy, was posted on the intranet.

This immediately sparked a competition, with the ten legions and the Imperial Guard all starting to compete.

Anonymous members of the military: "..."

That's outrageous.

Why don't they have it?

Why are there ten legions plus the Imperial Guard?

It was the lady who fed them.

This... this...

Is it that they look down on them or on the marshal?

Just as everyone in the military was clamoring, Agares tagged and replied to the post that hoped the wife would come and accompany the marshal to work more often: "I will ask the wife for her opinion on your request and help you inquire!"

Suddenly, the military's intranet fell into an eerie silence. For a long time, no one posted anything. After a long, long time, the anonymous post that hoped the lady would come and accompany the marshal to work finally replied tremblingly to Agares: "Okay, okay, thank you, marshal, thank you, marshal!"

Once the anonymous post was replied to, people on the military's intranet checked the trend and, thinking there was nothing wrong, started to get lively again. Some were showering the post with compliments, some were trying to get their wives to do it, and most were discussing how to get their wives to feed them.

Jiang Si's car and aircraft had already been entered into the palace's identification code, so she drove into the palace without any hindrance, arrogantly stopping outside the Emperor's office and getting out of the car.

Agares naturally and skillfully extended his hand to her.

Jiang Si walked over and took his hand.

As Agares led her toward His Majesty's office, he said, "I sent a message to my teacher, who said that people from the Council of Congress have come and have been here all afternoon. They are trying to act like old men and deal with His Majesty."

Jiang Si raised an eyebrow and replied, "The people from the Council of Elders, could it be because of the entire Council of Elders being detained?"

Agares said, "It's pretty much true. After all, before my father, the authority of the Council of Councilors and the Council of Elders was unshakeable. They were the most powerful protectors of the nobility."

"They admired force, elevated the social status of those with superpowers, and rejected ordinary people without superpowers, believing that ordinary people were a disgrace to the empire."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si responded simply and bluntly: "If the Elders' Council can detain and investigate everyone, then the Council of Representatives can naturally do the same. It's just a matter of title. If they come here to act arrogantly because of their seniority, then we'll investigate the oldest one."

No one can rely on their age to act superior in front of this 3,000-year-old relic. Anyone who can outlive her is a joke.

Agares' dark eyes flickered, and he agreed, "That works!"

The two were led inside by the housekeeper, and what they saw, besides the elderly men and women in the conference hall who were acting like old folks and had white hair, were six exquisite girls dressed in gorgeous clothes, with delicate makeup and beautiful appearance.

The girls stood, gazing tenderly at His Majesty the Emperor on the throne.

Beside His Majesty the Emperor sat Bo Jichen, a cross-dressing master.

Compared to the cross-dressing master Bo Jichen, pretty girls are instantly outshone. None of them are as good-looking, as charismatic, or as composed as him.

So today's event isn't just about seniority; it's also about selecting a concubine for His Majesty.

Jiang Si asked Bo Jichen with her eyes.

Their fake father-daughter relationship is no joke; they can tell what the other is thinking with just a glance.

Jiang Si chuckled inwardly. They really were here to select a concubine for His Majesty.

After the elderly men and women and pretty girls from the conference hall finished bowing to Agares and Jiang Si, before Jiang Si could even sit down, an elderly man with white hair and a wrinkled face, full of energy and extremely domineering, launched into a moral blackmail: "Your Highness Agares, you have no fertility value and will never be able to raise children in your lifetime. However, His Majesty's fertility value is 20. The empire cannot be without an heir. Please persuade His Majesty to use the emperor's privilege to select concubines to cultivate an heir for the empire!"