Jiang Si's eyes lit up, her face flushed, and she immediately chimed in, "Nonsense! The mighty Fourth Civilization has a magnificent azure dragon that's tens of meters long. What wouldn't they dare to do?"
"Hidden his identity from His Majesty, he wore a disguise for decades, and even after seducing His Majesty, he still managed to fool you, the Marshal of the Empire, didn't he?"
"Don't make a fuss over nothing and ruin his reputation. Otherwise, if word gets out, where will he put his face? Does he even want to live anymore?"
Bo Jichen's bell rang loudly, and he gritted his teeth: "Little Jiang Si, my darling..."
He is not human.
They're such dogs.
And they even had a pair of dogs.
I'll poke him wherever he's feeling good.
"I'm here." Jiang Si's eyes lit up, and she looked at Bo Jichen with innocent and adorable eyes: "Daddy, I'm here. Just tell me what you need. You don't need to call me by my name."
That damn little green tea bitch, look at how smug she is.
Bo Jichen forced a smile, his lips pursed so tightly he didn't even show his teeth. After the smile faded, he gritted his teeth and said, "My little darling, my sweetheart, I'm your daddy. Is it really okay for you to treat me like this?"
Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry.
For kissing.
For the sake of having succulents openly and legitimately.
Absolutely must not get angry, must not get angry, must not get angry.
Be patient, be patient, be patient.
“Okay, why not?” Jiang Si reached out and hooked her hand at Agares, who was still rolling up his sleeves and hadn’t yet sat down on the sofa.
Agares bent down and moved closer to her.
Jiang Si wrapped her arms around Agares' neck, pulled his face towards her, and gave him a loud, crisp kiss on the cheek. Her voice was both sweet and affectionate as she arrogantly repeated to Bo Jichen, "Fine, why not? My husband won't make me kneel on durians or lie on the edge of the bed, unable to get into bed."
Bo Jichen: "..."
Whose drafty, leaky cotton-padded coat is this?
Take it away quickly, you've corrupted such a good, upright, and precious disciple of his.
“No…” Agares glanced indifferently at his teacher, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and couldn’t put them down, and coldly corrected his little wife’s words: “She is my princess consort, she wouldn’t want me to kneel on durians, even if I have angered my princess consort before.”
Another devastating blow.
The knife was plunged into my heart.
Bo Jichen slammed his crossed legs down on the ground and adopted a teacher's air: "Alright, that's enough. Agares, let me tell you, you should tell your sweetheart that you agree to my relationship with you and have no objections."
"If you have any opinions or anything later, just come at me directly. Don't let your sweetheart get caught up in your thoughts or care about your opinions anymore."
Agares rolled up his sleeves, sat down next to his young wife, tapped his hand on the personal terminal on his wrist, raised his eyelids, and looked at his teacher: "General Bo Jichen, what did you just say? I didn't hear you very clearly. Could you say it again so that His Majesty can hear it too?"
moment.
Bo Jichen, like a large feline being lifted by the scruff of its neck, retracted its hands, feet, and claws, revealing a cowardly yet embarrassed smile, and said, "You misheard me, I didn't say anything, put your hands down, put your hands down, quickly put your hands down."
Jiang Si pursed her lips and mocked mercilessly.
You scoundrel.
You've finally met your match.
As expected, what goes around comes around.
Look at that scoundrel, he's lost all face and substance.
Absolutely stunning! So cool!
Agares, that straight man, is too good at it. He knows exactly how to hit Bo Jichen's weak spot, and he hits every time without missing.
Agares' finger slid slightly across the personal terminal, swiping through His Majesty's communication channels and dialing the number. Then, Agares placed his hand on the terminal: "General Bo Jichen, a few minutes ago, regarding the question I asked you, you said you needed to reorganize your words. Have you reorganized them now?"
When Bo Jichen saw him holding his hands on the personal terminal, he thought to himself that he had escaped a disaster by not calling his darling, because his darling did not know that he had come to see Agares.
If my sweetheart knew, there might be a durian on the bottom and a washboard on top today.
Then I'd sleep sweetly in his den, wearing his shirt with three buttons undone, hugging that rascal, the blanket only covering his little belly, drooling over him, but not giving him any meat...
Bo Jichen did his best to maintain his remaining dignity: "Um, Agares, about the question you asked me, it's a family matter, and it's not appropriate to talk about it to outsiders."
The implication is clear: stop asking. It's a matter of face, and I won't tell you even if you ask.
Agares raised an eyebrow, successfully misinterpreting Bo Jichen's words: "General Bo Jichen means that you and His Majesty are one family, and Jiang Jiang and I are one family. We are not one family, but two families?"
"Be more confident." Jiang Si stirred up trouble, adding fuel to the fire: "He doesn't mean it that way, he's just so sure that the two of us aren't part of His Majesty's family."
"Only him, only him is a family with His Majesty."
Bo Jichen: "..."
No, he didn't.
He just wanted to get away from those two dogs.
All he wanted was to go back and hug and kiss her.
Wash the meat, stew the meat, gnaw on the meat, and soothe your wounded heart.
"Oh!" Agares gave a meaningful "oh": "In that case, there's nothing more to discuss. General Bo Jichen, please go back. I need to sort out and process what happened between you and my brother. What exactly has become of my teacher?"
This is truly a case of the apprentice starving the master.
That damn dog of an apprentice.
Are they trying to completely destroy this teacher?
Bo Jichen slowly withdrew her hands, cleared her throat, sat upright with her back straight, and in terms of her aura, she was definitely a domineering beauty.
However, a hint of cowardice flickered in his purple eyes, and he desperately tried to signal to his adopted daughter that she should speak up for him, promising her a reward if she did.
Unexpectedly, his cheap, leaky, and electrical-prone eldest daughter didn't care about his small favors at all. Seeing his look, she understood his gaze and even asked, "Daddy, is your eye twitching? Are you alright? Should I contact a therapist for you?"
Bo Jichen's lips twitched, and he said coldly and stiffly, "No need, I'm used to it, thank you."
Jiang Si replied sweetly and charmingly, "You're welcome."
Bo Jichen felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to swallow it or spit it out.
Agares was extremely patient: "It seems that the teacher still needs to organize his thoughts. I'll give you another 5 minutes to slowly organize your thoughts."
After speaking, Agares fell silent, his thin lips pressed tightly together. He took a comb from his spatial storage and combed his wife's long hair. Then he took a ribbon, a lace ribbon, and braided it into his wife's hair, turning her waist-length hair into a lace braid that hung down her back. Above her ears, a miniature crown clip was placed.
Bo Jichen stared in disbelief, dumbfounded. Was this really his precious student who was so stubborn, always talking about the law, and never talking back when he could take action?
No way, no way, no way?
He has learned to tie and braid hair.
And the way he wrote it is so beautiful, he's really amazing.
“Five minutes are up.” Agares said, timing it perfectly. “General Bo Jichen, please answer me. How should I address you again? Should I call you sister-in-law, or His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, and my brother Leilos as teacher’s wife? As long as you answer me and let me clarify the superior-subordinate relationship between you and my brother, I will naturally understand.”
You can lose anything but your dignity, your essence, and your core values.
Otherwise, how will he ever make a living?
So we have to sacrifice our kiss.
Bo Jichen steeled his resolve and declared firmly, “A teacher for a day is a teacher for life. I am your teacher, and I will be your teacher for life. As for my partner, when you are with me and behind my back, you can call him ‘Teacher’s Wife.’ But when you are with him to his face, you should call him ‘Brother’…”
Before Bo Jichen could finish speaking, the casual voice of Emperor Relos of the Empire suddenly came from the wrist-worn personal terminal of Agares, interrupting him: "General Bo Jichen, there are no more durians in the palace. Since you are at Abel Manor, take 10 more from Jiang Jiang. I'll be waiting for you!"
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