Chapter 113
"Song Yiyi! Tell me, did you do it on purpose?" When Xu Zhiyan woke up the next day, he looked down at his body. There were several bright red marks on his chest, and there would probably be more further down.
"What?" Song Yizhu's expression was so innocent, as if she was not the one who deliberately left the mark.
"How dare you ask? You almost left marks on my face from my collarbone, shoulder blades, and the whole area below!" Xu Zhiyan lifted the quilt and took a look. There were also a few faint marks on her flat belly.
"Oh, yes, can it be implanted on the face?" Song Yizhu approached her curiously, as if he really wanted to confirm it.
"You still think that I won't go out with you today." Xu Zhiyan pushed her head away without hesitation, which really made her take advantage of the situation.
"So, you were planning to go with me yesterday?" Song Yizhu blinked. She thought that he had said he would not go with her last night.
"I'm not planning on that now." Xu Zhiyan glanced at her unhappily, planting more and more, fearing that there would be no part of her body that didn't leave his mark.
"Think about it. I'll have someone prepare clothes with stand-up collars for you so no one will see you." Song Yizhu rubbed her neck in a tender voice.
"No, not until you give me a puff."
This wasn't a difficult task. Song Yizhu agreed immediately: "Where do you want to suck? On top or underneath? Do you need me to take off my clothes?"
"No, look up."
Song Yizhu looked at her straight, not understanding what she was going to do, but did it anyway.
Xu Zhiyan watched her do as he was told, suppressed a smirk, and took a deep breath on her jaw, leaving a subtle mark.
"Okay, turn your head and let me see." Xu Zhiyan touched her masterpiece with satisfaction and straightened her head again.
"Why plant it here?" Song Yizhu touched his chin in confusion. It shouldn't be visible from this position.
She didn't turn her head, so Xu Zhiyan simply went around to her side. The ambiguous mark was faintly visible, and it would be seen as long as she tilted her head a little more. Now Xu Zhiyan was satisfied.
"Don't worry about it. Okay, now that I'm satisfied, I'll go with you 'reluctantly'." After burying himself in her arms and taking a deep breath of her pheromones, Xu Zhiyan slowly stood up.
Song Yizhu followed her eyes, always feeling that her actions were a little inexplicable, but she didn't care too much and happily got up with her.
Fortunately, according to Song Yizhu's request, her clothes were changed into a long court dress with a stand-up collar. The moon-white satin, embellished with jewelry, exuded a soft and charming glow, which suited her very well.
"Today's meeting will be a little long because there are a lot of things to announce." Before going in, Song Yizhu came close to her and whispered in her ear.
Behind her was a group of marshals, all of them looking at them intently, but Xu Zhiyan still blushed at the messy attempt to divert attention, and she quickly pushed her and asked her to stand up straight.
After entering the conference hall, Xu Zhiyan was arranged to sit in the center of the first row of the audience. She could meet Song Yizhu's eyes as soon as she looked up. Her position was low and close, and she always felt that she could see the small mark on Song Yizhu's jawbone.
"Dear royal family members, nobles, and fellow space dwellers, today, for the continuation and prosperity of the interstellar royal family, we gather here to witness a crucial moment for the future. The Grand Marshal of the Military will solemnly announce the list of candidates for the Emperor's succession."
[Here he comes! Marshal Zhao is about to show up. The last time I saw him was almost four years ago.]
[Help! Every one of those royal heirs standing in that row is so handsome! I want to marry them!]
"That's a nice thought. Let me go first. I'll do it. My genes are S-level, making me the most suitable person to marry the heir to the throne. I'm open to men or women."
"Do you all want an heir to the throne? Then I'll take the marshals beside me, especially the one leading the way. Help me, those proportions, that perfect figure, even a uniform can't hide it."
[Oh, I want it too. I don’t care whoever is on the stage.]
"Little thing, you want to eat something so good? Are you dreaming? You should let me do it."
"Everyone, good morning. I'm Song Yizhu, the representative announcing the list of candidates for the succession. I'm very happy to be with you all at this moment. You may be wondering why it wasn't Marshal Zhao who announced the list of candidates. But don't worry, the military, the royal family, and I will make a joint announcement once the list is announced."
"What's going on? Didn't they say the Grand Marshal of the military would speak? Why is it her turn?"
[This person looks familiar, I feel like I've seen him somewhere before.]
[How could he not look familiar? Isn't this the head military training instructor at Interstellar University a while ago, Song Yizhu, also known as Teacher Song?]
Isn't she the Marshal of the Mecha Army? How could she be qualified to be there? Even if it wasn't Marshal Zhao, it should have been his adjutant. How could it be her?
However, Song Yizhu did not have time to care about the topics on the Internet. After all, she could not see them now, and business was more important.
"The current Emperor, Xiao Ruoqi, has seven heirs under his command. Among them, the second princess, Xiao Jingyan, the third prince, Xiao Jingyuan, the fifth prince, Xiao Jingheng, and the sixth princess, Xiao Jingyue, are all Alphas, and therefore qualify as candidates."
"However, the Sixth Princess colluded with foreign factions, attempted rebellion, and behaved improperly. Therefore, her candidacy has been revoked. The military court is still handling her case, so she cannot appear."
[Huh? Fuji… What's going on? I'm a little confused.]
[I'm also confused. It's fine if it's not Marshal Zhao who's speaking now, but why is there a problem with the royal heir now?]
"What's going on? Isn't it too hasty to announce the candidates so casually?"
[No, who's sitting in the first row? She doesn't look like the heir to the throne. How dare she sit there?]
【What if it's my fiancée? 】
[That... seems to be okay.]
"There are three candidates this time: Xiao Jingyan, Xiao Jingyuan, and Xiao Jingheng. After the list is announced, everyone will have three years to observe the heirs. Three years later, before the National Assembly, we will hold a vote. I hope everyone will carefully consider this precious opportunity to vote. I, along with the thirty marshals behind me, will also observe the heirs and decide who will be the future heir."
"Next, the three heirs will introduce their basic information to facilitate the public's voting."
After saying this, Song Yizhu happily walked off the stage and returned to Xu Zhiyan.
"Will you be bored sitting here alone?" It was not very convenient now, so Song Yizhu still whispered to her.
"No, it's quite fun to see you chattering in front." Xu Zhiyan's eyes were always on the stage, but his words were addressed to Song Yizhu.
Song Yizhu blinked, not understanding why she liked to hear her chattering.
In fact, Xu Zhiyan was just somewhat satisfied with the mark on her mandible.
"Hello everyone, I am the Second Princess Xiao Jingyan. I hope you will support me." Xiao Jingyan said as she silently chanted in her heart: Don't support me, don't support me...
"Hello everyone, I am the Third Prince Xiao Jingyuan, an S-class Alpha. Please pay attention to me, I will work hard to contribute to the interstellar world."
"Greetings everyone, I am the Fifth Prince Xiao Jingheng. I hope you will take good care of me."
The three of them finished speaking hurriedly, each one shorter than the last.
[Fuji...it's over so hastily? Isn't that a bit too casual?]
[I think it was too fast too. Are they playing me during their self-introduction?]
Is it possible that they are just playing us?
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