The day finally arrived for Shen Qianyu to inspect the military headquarters.
Not only the beastmen were looking forward to this day, but the cubs were too.
Since his son fell ill, he has been confined to the palace by Shen Qianyu and has not been allowed to leave for several weeks.
Moreover, they need to get injections and IV drips every day.
Zaizai is already a regular at these treatments. He can get injections in his buttocks without crying or fussing, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid at all when he sees a thin needle.
Shen Qianyu noticed that every time the cub saw the doctor giving him an injection, although he didn't protest, his body would subconsciously stiffen, and he would tightly grip the hem of Shen Qianyu's clothes, not caring about the fabric of Shen Qianyu's clothes at all.
And no matter how much a cub tries to act like a mature adult, he is still just a cub.
Even though the cubs are experienced, their expressions still go blank for a moment when they feel the needle piercing their skin.
Moreover, the cub silently turned its little face away from the needle, curling up like a quail in its father's arms, looking both pitiful and adorable.
From these clues, Shen Qianyu sensed that the cub had a deeper fear of being treated and that the treatment was necessary. He even couldn't help but wonder if the cub had been captured by some bad people for experimentation and research, and then cruelly abandoned after they had squeezed out the last bit of value from the cub.
The thought that his now-precious cub had once been treated as an insignificant experiment or trash fueled Shen Qianyu's fury.
Therefore, Shen Qianyu's visit to the military region this time was not just for inspection. He also wanted to select a team for the cub, a team that would not serve him, nor belong to the Shen family or the royal family, but would belong solely to the cub and be perfect guards whose primary goal was to protect the cub.
He knew that many beastmen would respond to the cub's call if needed, but what Shen Qianyu needed was a safe, silent, omnipresent team that the cub could rely on.
In any case, based on his own personal opinion, he is definitely the orc who is most suitable for the cub guard team.
It's a pity that Shen Qianyu is too busy to take on multiple roles. Otherwise, in addition to being the child's father, mother, teacher, nanny, and assistant, he could also be a bodyguard.
He has already occupied a sufficiently important place in the cub's life.
Thinking this, Shen Qianyu reached out her hand towards the cub:
Come into Daddy's arms.
Shen Qianyu was unusually dressed in a smart military uniform today, the only slightly exaggerated thing being that she was wearing a thick cloak.
Compared to the badges on Shen Qianyu's chest, the cloak did not seem strange; rather, it crowned Shen Qianyu's own honor.
But the king, who always kept everything simple, was wearing a cloak, which was clearly not for his own sake.
When the cub was held in Shen Qianyu's arms, the cloak covered it completely, and the cub could not see what was happening outside. No matter how strong the wind and rain, everything was gentle and quiet in Shen Qianyu's arms.
Within Shen Qianyu's capabilities, he will always build the safest shelter for the cubs.
The cub also loved his father's cape. He vaguely remembered that there was someone very close to him before who would hide him under a gorgeous dress and let him sneak in osmanthus cakes. The cub would eat the cakes and get crumbs all over himself, and then fall asleep on his lap. He wouldn't get angry.
All they can say is:
"Annoying person."
Those sleeves with the flavor of osmanthus cake seem to have become a childhood memory.
It grows fainter and fainter, but the fragrance lingers around the nose and never truly dissipates.
Just like all the protection that comes from a father.
The cub thought to itself, then pinched the cloak and smelled the faint scent of fur on it.
The boy shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied.
The next second, the cub nestled inside the cloak and tore open its snacks.
Yogurt, peach, strawberry... these are all flavors that my child likes.
So what scent should we give Dad's clothes?
The cub, suffering from decision paralysis, decided to have it all.
He was being held by his father, diligently eating snacks like a little hamster.
Because she was afraid that the cub would be frightened by the rough and clumsy beastmen in the military region, Shen Qianyu kept the cub wrapped in her cloak until she got out of the car.
Fortunately, the cub didn't cause any trouble. The little one nestled obediently in his arms. As soon as Shen Qianyu got out of the car, he had to focus his attention on the military region's beastmen and subordinates, so he didn't check what the little guy was doing.
He figured that one little cub couldn't be too much trouble anyway.
He just recovered from his illness, and he's such a listless little guy; he's probably sleeping in his arms again.
Shen Qianyu gently patted the cub twice, then walked with long, straight legs, leading the group of people. The armor bowed before him, and the dark army pledged its loyalty to him. When Shen Qianyu stood in the largest parade square in the military region, tens of millions of soldiers drew their swords and saluted, creating a magnificent scene.
However, in reality, the beastmen all communicated with their eyes:
"Where's the baby? Where's the baby?"
"Didn't they say the cubs would come along too?"
"Ask the people in the front row, did you see it?"
"Didn't see it!! Investigate again and report back!"
Shen Qianyu stood at the top and sneered:
"Things are different now. Why are these soldiers looking at me with such fervor today, as if they want to devour me?"
The legion commanders standing next to the king couldn't help but wipe away their sweat.
These kids are really got some nerve, daring to mess with even the king!
"Ahem, well, they think you look particularly dashing and debonair today..."
Shen Cuifeng tried his best to save face for his bunch of good-for-nothings.
Perhaps because the noise was a little loud, the child finally noticed that there seemed to be someone next to his father. The child, who was huddled in the cloak, kicked his foot, as if he wanted to get up and take a look.
Shen Qianyu's previously expressionless and murderous face immediately softened, and he asked the child in his arms in a low voice:
"What's wrong? Have you woken up yet?"
The little one quietly poked its head out from under the king's cloak.
He originally wanted to cuddle with his father, but as soon as he hugged his father's arm and before he could even rub his face against his father's, he suddenly noticed many incredibly eager eyes.
cub: ...
The boy turned around, and the legion commanders all lowered their heads, their faces serious, as if they had encountered the most difficult problem of the century.
When the boy turned his head again, he saw the group of soldiers with piercing eyes.
However, no matter how excited and eager their eyes were, they dared not show any other distorted or frightening expressions. They stood tall and held their breath, their faces turning red.
The little one shrank his neck, a bit scared.
Why do all these older brothers look so fierce? Are they going to catch the naughty kids?
Aside from sneaking a few snacks, the kid hasn't done anything else bad, so he's a good kid!
Before the boy could explain, a gentle but undeniable force held his head, and his father turned him around, took off his gloves, and wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth.
"You little glutton, you haven't wiped the snacks off your mouth."
The cub was caught red-handed by its father and seemed a little embarrassed. Like an ostrich, it buried its head in its father's arms and stopped moving.
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