Agares stood three steps away from the bed, staring at the burning red flames. After a long while, he slowly took a step back...
The burning red flames shrank slightly after he retreated.
He took another step back, and the flames dwindled a little.
He then took two steps back, six steps away from the bed. The flames had gone out, leaving only a trail of fiery red smoke enveloping the bed.
Standing outside the bed, he couldn't see the scene inside; in fact, he couldn't see anything except the fiery red willow branches.
He stood there, his dark eyes fixed on the bed. After a moment, he took off his coat, turned around, and went to the bathroom.
When I came out again, I changed into a bathrobe, sat on the sofa, turned off the lights, turned on the screen, opened the virtual keyboard, tapped my fingers on the virtual keyboard, looked at the screen, and then at the bed shrouded in smoke and willows.
The first half of the night passed in the blink of an eye. After midnight, Jiang Si, lying in bed, groggily reached out and touched nothing. She called out, "Husband, husband..."
The virtual keyboard and screen in front of the Imperial Marshal, who had been working overtime until the early hours of the morning, vanished instantly. He stood up and walked to the bedside. When he reached the bed, the willow branch covering the bed disappeared as if it were bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The Tang sword was also gone. Only a dark egg, about the size of a duck egg, lay sprawled out, looking nothing like an egg.
Agares sat on the bed, looking at his wife who hadn't even opened her eyes yet. He reached out and took her hand as she groped for him, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Si touched his hand, lay in bed, and slowly crawled towards Agares, snuggling into his arms, her voice soft and sweet: "Husband, I'm hungry, I want to eat spicy grilled fish."
Agares: "..."
"husband……"
Agares frowned: "Spicy grilled fish, how do you make it?"
Jiang Si smacked her lips, her eyes still closed, and mumbled, "For spicy grilled fish, use grass carp. Cut it open from the back, clean it, and marinate it with a little scallion, ginger, garlic, and cooking wine for about 10 minutes. Line a plate with bean sprouts, green beans, potatoes, onions, etc., then coat the marinated grass carp with starch and fry it in oil. Take it out, spread it with Sichuan peppercorns, wrap it up, and put it in the oven for 15 minutes. Add cilantro and chopped green onions, and it's ready."
Agares noted down what she said and patted her gently: "Okay, you sleep for a while, I'll go make it for you."
After saying that, he tried to put her on the bed from his arms, but Jiang Si clung to him like an octopus, rubbing against his chest: "Honey~, I'll go with you!"
Agares's eyes deepened, and he wrapped the person in a thin blanket, then picked them up: "Okay, I'll take you with me."
It was the middle of the night.
The Abel Manor, which should have been fast asleep, was brightly lit.
Chief Steward Hilt thought something had happened, but when he saw that the young prince and the marshal wanted to have a late-night snack, and the marshal himself was cooking, he slowly withdrew.
Two soft sofas were moved back into the large kitchen. Agares put Jiang Si in one of them, and she could lie down or roll around without any problem.
Jiang Si wanted to sleep, but she was hungry and felt uncomfortable. She was in a daze, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep. Finally, she unconsciously took out an apple, took two bites to suppress her hunger, and continued to sleep.
Wearing a bathrobe and an apron, Agares retrieved a grass carp from the large freezer. It was still alive. He cleaned and scaled the fish from behind, all in one smooth motion, like an Imperial Marshal.
Following his wife's instructions, he made the dish seriously and earnestly. In less than an hour, the spicy grilled fish was ready. As soon as the oven was opened, the rich aroma of spiciness filled his nose.
I took out the agares fish, picked up a little with chopsticks, and put it in my mouth. It was numbing and spicy, with a strong flavor. I could eat it, so I didn't fail.
He carried the fish and chopsticks to where his young wife was lying on the sofa. He placed the fish plate and chopsticks aside and called her. When she did, an apple with a few bites rolled out of the covers.
Agares paused for a moment, then began to reflect. She had only been an adult for a little over a year and was still growing. He had made her participate in the mecha competition, causing her to stay up night after night, which resulted in severe sleep deprivation.
After reflecting, Agares gently called to her, "Jiang Jiang, the fish is ready, get up and eat."
Jiang Si woke up groggily, her eyes still half-closed, and pouted, "I don't want to eat fish, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."
Agares: "..."
"Hot and sour shredded potatoes!" Jiang Si started counting on her fingers, ordering the dishes: "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, kimchi..."
Agares: "..."
"Okay, that's all. Honey, you go cook." Jiang Si ordered more than a dozen dishes. After ordering, she pushed Agares to cook. She didn't eat a bite of the spicy fish, then tilted her head and went back to sleep.
Agares watched her finish ordering, close her eyes, and continue sleeping. He brushed the hair from her face, leaned down, and kissed her cheek, his voice hoarse: "Okay, I'll go make it!"
At 1:30 a.m., the Imperial Marshal Prince put the spicy fish in a food storage container, sealed it, and then opened the freezer to find the dishes his young wife had ordered...
Time flew by, and after more than a dozen dishes were prepared, the Imperial Marshal Prince was once again stood up by the pigeon spirit Jiang Si. She refused to eat; she wanted to hold him and sleep.
And so it went... The Imperial Marshal Prince dealt with state affairs in the first half of the night, got up in the second half to cook for his little wife, and was stood up by her!
Jiang Si slept until 8 a.m. The sun shone through the huge window into the room and onto the bed. She woke up, sat up, stretched, and found that she was alone in bed.
She yawned, rubbed her messy long hair, threw off the covers, got out of bed barefoot, went into the bathroom, and closed the door...
Half an hour later, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked into the changing room looking refreshed. She put on her underwear, slipped on the Fifth Military Academy uniform, a bright red, loose-fitting combat uniform. With a belt tied around her waist and ankle boots on, she looked both cool and dashing.
After going downstairs, Jiang Si learned from Hilt that her husband had already gone to work at 7 o'clock and that breakfast was ready in the kitchen.
Jiang Si turned into the kitchen, and on the kitchen table, good heavens, there were more than a dozen dishes, all of them sour and spicy.
Jiang Si was incredibly decisive. She swept over a dozen dishes into her spatial storage, went out, got into her car, switched to autopilot, activated her mental shield, and entered her spatial storage to begin her breakfast...
After finishing her meal, Jiang Si emerged from her spatial dimension, sent a message to Agares, and then logged onto the internet. She discovered that Yuan Yi had orchestrated the biggest gamble ever, with the stakes already reaching hundreds of billions and steadily heading towards trillions.
The most popular candidate to win the crown is Jiang Si, the second most popular candidate is Qin Houqing, the third most popular candidate is surprisingly Wei Chi, the fourth most popular candidate is the fourth most popular candidate is Wenming, and the fifth and sixth most popular candidates are from the top ten military academies.
Jiang Si stared at the three characters "Qin Houqing" for a moment, then left the net, crossed her arms, tapped her fingers on her arms, and closed her eyes to rest.
We arrived at the First Military Academy a little after 9 a.m., entered the academy, and boarded a hovercar in full view of everyone to go to the First Military Academy arena.
On the hovercar, there were eliminated contestants, those who advanced, and spectators, all with their eyes fixed on Jiang Si.
The bright red uniforms of the Fifth Military Academy's Culinary Department were too eye-catching, and coupled with the little princess's long hair and her youthful face that looked so delicate that it seemed like you could pinch water out of it, it was hard not to recognize her.
Jiang Si sat by the window in the hovercar, her hat brim pressing down on her eyes, ignoring everyone.
We arrived at the arena at 9:20, and the stands were almost full.
Of the 2,000 people who advanced to the semifinals, 150 came from the Fifth Military Academy, and the other 1,850 came from the Orcs, the Fourth Civilization, the Federation, and other military academies.
The semifinals are a draw, one-on-one matches.
As the bell rang, 2,000 people entered the arena.
The live stream started, and the commentator was giving a passionate presentation in the live stream room.
The referee, seated on the platform, addressed the audience: "Congratulations to the 2,000 students present who have advanced to the semi-finals. Let's get straight to the draw. Good luck to everyone, and please don't draw the formidable Prince!"
The viewers in the live stream burst into laughter: "This referee is hilarious! Don't pick the little prince! The little prince is saying: Don't pick me, or you'll get hit by me!"
"Poor little prince, was he subjected to cold violence in front of the entire intergalactic world? Waaah, little prince, you're already a sparring partner, so becoming a referee isn't out of the question."
"What the person upstairs said is true, Your Highness. Let's be the referees. Once we're done being the referees, we'll be number one. Who's going to be stuck there drawing lots?"
"Hey upstairs, let's get off-topic. Can't we look on the bright side? This is the semi-finals, then the finals, then the grand finals. There are only a few days left in total, so let's cherish what we have."
"What the person upstairs said makes sense. The semi-finals, finals and finals combined will last a maximum of 6 days. After 6 days, they won't be able to see the little prince anymore. Waaah, cherish the time you can see him. Don't cry out when you can't see him anymore."
Jiang Si couldn't see the comments in the live stream, so she and Wei Chi walked towards the lottery table together.
There were 2,000 lots on the drawing table. The orcs, who were always guests, the Fourth Civilization, and the Federation began to draw lots, followed by the cadets from the ten military academies of the Trojan Empire.
Jiang Si didn't care which one she drew, but Wei Chi was different. He put his hands together, bowed to the sky, the ground, and all around, and muttered, "God bless me, God bless me, God bless me, please let me draw Jiang Jiang, please let me draw Jiang Jiang!"
Jiang Si, who was reaching for the lot, paused: "Xiao Wei Chi, are you going to pick me?"
Wei Chi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah, if I draw you, you'll go easy on me, and we'll both advance. If you win, I win too, isn't that great?"
Ginger shreds: "..."
Ouch!
I really didn't see that coming.
The hapless husky is dreaming.
"Seriously," Wei Chi said slyly, "Jiang Jiang, in the mecha competition, I've made it to the semi-finals. In my mom's words, it's practically a miracle."
“If I make it to the finals, my mom said she’ll give me 10 million in pocket money. My nephew also told me that if I make it to the finals, he’ll buy me the latest model of a flying machine.”
“My dad also said that as long as I make it to the finals, he will buy me the same limited edition car you drove last time, and I can do whatever I want from then on, he will never interfere with me again.”
Ginger shreds: "..."
This... this...
Are these the legendary "mama's boy," "papa's boy," and "nephew's boy"?
He keeps saying things like "My mom said," "My dad said," and "My nephew said."
Jiang Si reached out and patted his shoulder: "Keep going, kid, I believe in you."
The carefree Wei Chi: "I also believe in myself, this is the one."
He said he drew a slip of paper and gave it to the statistician.
Jiang Si casually picked up a piece and handed it over.
After that, everyone left the drawing table.
The referee's voice came over: "Congratulations, everyone. The semi-final matchups have been drawn. We will be setting up 20 arenas in the First Military Academy's arena. Please look at the big screen; the names of the opponents will be displayed there."
"Now we invite the first 20 teams of students to get ready, step onto the stage, get into their mechs, and prepare for the battle."
Jiang wasn't nervous at all; in fact, she even wanted to find a place to sit, as standing was tiring.
Wei Chi was as nervous as an ant on a hot pan, his hands clasped together, his eyes fixed on the big screen, watching the 20 pairs of students competing. He noticed that Jiang Si and he were not among them.
He patted his chest and said, "That scared me to death. I thought I was in the top 20 groups, but I wasn't. I hope I don't draw Qin Houqing from the Federation."
Jiang Si glanced sideways and asked, "You know Qin Houqing of the Federation?"
Without a second thought, Wei Chi said, "I don't know him, but he offered to take me home yesterday when we got off the spaceship."
Jiang Si frowned slightly: "He's offering to take you home?"
He's going to take him home?
What is Qin Houqing trying to do?
Want to gain her favor by being close to her?
Damn it, yesterday I only hit him lightly with a basin of water. I should have whipped him with a willow branch until he was covered in blood and flesh, so he would remember that you can't date married girls.
“Yeah, yeah!” Wei Chi said, trying to sound like a clever little devil. “He’s a member of the Federation. Why would I need him to take me home? My home is on the capital planet. Do I need him to take me home?”
"This shows that this person is secretly observing you and me, wanting to know ourselves and our opponents, and to win the championship. That's why he deliberately got close to me and said he would take me home?"
"I strongly suspect that if I asked him to take me home last night, you might not see me today. He would definitely use underhanded tactics to get rid of me, a formidable opponent, so that I can't make it to the semi-finals."
This is just my imagination.
That's impressive.
Jiang Si gave him a thumbs up: "What you said makes a lot of sense?"
"What makes so much sense?" Qin Houqing's voice interrupted, "Your Highness of the Troya Empire, tell me your story, I'd like to hear it too."
Jiang Si looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qin Houqing, with light brown eyes, slender eyes, a high nose, and wearing a black camouflage combat uniform, walking slowly towards them with a pair of eyes fixed on her, with a look of determination.
Wei Chi turned around and stood in front of Jiang Si, blocking Qin Houqing. He regarded Qin Houqing as an enemy and retorted rudely, "What the little prince says has nothing to do with you. Why should I tell you? Who do you think you are!"
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