Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

Chapter 129 Moving Too Conservatively

Sensing that Huo Yuan had returned, Sheng Shu, who was lying at the door of the shuttle, flew over invisibly and cried: Huo Yuan, they are too cruel, they are really too cruel, they stewed ginseng in the chicken soup, and the smell is specifically getting into my tree house.

Huo Yuan immediately got angry. Well, these humans not only parked the shuttle in front of its door, but also coveted the ginseng spirit that it had worked so hard to raise?

If it had come a little later, the radish in its garden would have been chopped into pieces and thrown into the pot!

It sneered and shouted: Don’t be afraid, White Radish. With this Fire Spirit here, they can’t bully you.

As it spoke, it also hid itself, ran to the stove, puffed up its cheeks and blew at it. The fire didn't come out, but the color of the flame kept changing until it turned white enough to burn people's eyes.

With a snap, the pot burst open and all the soup inside spilled out, leaving no one able to drink it.

Everyone who heard the noise looked over, especially the virtuous princess, who looked unhappy. "What's going on? There are more than 500-year-old ginseng fruits in the pot that Princess Ji Cai gave us as a reward. One piece is enough to buy ten or eight of your heads."

Sheng Shu hid behind Huo Yuan in excitement and fear, whispering: Five hundred years, how cruel, those were already mature ginsengs, and they were eaten like this...

The chef was so frightened that he trembled and knelt down, "Princess, spare me, I don't know what happened. This is a new pot, it has not been used many times, it shouldn't have been burned and the bottom exposed."

The virtuous princess said sullenly: "If you can't even do such a small thing, then don't be an eyesore here. Why is it that you can make other soups without any problem, but the pot leaks when you add ginseng?

Don't make excuses, go find the prince yourself and use your remaining energy on the battlefield!"

The chef looked pale. It was not easy to be a logistics personnel on the battlefield. The mental pressure was cumulative, difficult to eliminate and irreversible. Moreover, those who made mistakes would be assigned to tiring and dangerous work.

On the surface, it was the mercy of the superiors who spared his life temporarily, but in reality they were squeezing out the last bit of value from him for their own profit.

This is the fifth cook he has changed since Princess Xian became pregnant...

"Hey, who is this? You're setting up a show right in front of my house," the shuttle across the street suddenly opened the door, and a beautiful woman in a black jumpsuit asked with a casual chuckle. "Just a piece of ginseng is worth all the trouble. People who don't know would think you put a whole ginseng fruit in the pot. People who know would think you're too poor as a princess. A piece of ginseng makes you treat your subordinates harshly."

Princess Xian clenched her palms tightly, slowly inhaled and exhaled, then stretched out her hand and let the robot beside her help her up.

She slightly stuck out her belly, put her other hand on her waist, raised her chin and smiled softly:

"Is it my eighth brother's wife? You may still be young and ignorant, and you don't quite understand the preciousness of the Hundred Ginseng Fruit. Even in the royal family, a 500-year-old Hundred Ginseng Fruit can be regarded as a family heirloom. My mother-in-law only got a small piece, and gave it all to me!

It's not that I'm harsh on my subordinates, but my health condition is special now and I'm pregnant, so I can't be careless about food, clothing and other expenses.

Today he could burn the pot, tomorrow he could mix poisonous mushrooms into the pot!"

Qiu Ling looked at her belly curiously, "Two months? How come you can't walk anymore? Do you need to hold your belly?"

Princess Xian's body stiffened. Ever since she knew she was pregnant, she had been carefully cared for by those around her. She unconsciously stuck out her belly so that people would know she was pregnant when they saw her.

She smiled and said, "My eighth sister-in-law has never been pregnant before, so she doesn't know how hard it is. My waist hurts a little, and I'm afraid it will hurt the baby in my belly, so I used my hands to support it."

Qiu Ling nodded, turned his head and asked Yan Zhao: "Yan Zhao, is the fighting power of the virtuous prince not yet at the S level?"

Yan Zhao smiled and explained, "Prince Xian's qualifications are just barely acceptable. With so many resources, unless he is a waste, he can still be promoted to S-level. And the minimum standard for a military commander is to be S-level."

"Then whose baby is she carrying?" Qiu Ling asked curiously.

Princess Xian couldn't help but speak with a slightly sharp tone, "Eighth brother's wife, the child in my belly will naturally carry the blood of the Wu family!"

Yan Zhao continued to explain to Qiu Ling in a low voice: "Prince Wu Xian is the third son of Princess Ji Cai. Princess Shao Shi, Wu Yan's mother Princess Shao Qi, and the current emperor are siblings with the same father and mother.

Princess Ji Cai was a half-sister of the emperor and the eldest princesses, so she was given the surname Wu and was named a princess.

In the empire, when a princess recruits a consort, the children she gives birth to are considered legitimate. Even if the princess recruits an A-level warrior, he should be about to advance and have a good family background. Before the consort advances, she should give birth to two or three children.

Prince Wu Xian has a brother, Prince Wu Jie, who has the same father and mother and is ranked A. The child in her belly should be Prince Wu Jie's!"

Qiu Ling suddenly realized that in the interstellar, many families were brothers who married one wife. Wu Xian and Wu Jie were typical examples. One was an S-level warrior destined to be childless for the rest of his life, and the other was an A-level warrior with ordinary qualifications. The children born by their wives had a relationship with the S-level warrior in terms of identity and blood, almost equivalent to parent-child relationship.

Princess Xian smiled and said, "That's right. Now I am very glad that I didn't marry Wu Yan. My eighth brother has no brothers and is an SSS-level warrior. He has such good qualifications and such a large family business, but no blood inheritance.

Well, he doesn't need to leave any resources for his descendants. No wonder he is willing to support so many disabled people out of his own pocket.

Alas, precious food like our ginseng fruit is something we have every day. Poor eighth brother’s wife, she hasn’t even seen it, right?

Oh, I forgot one thing, my eighth brother’s wife, a princess who cannot give birth to a child of Wu’s bloodline in the royal family cannot be considered a true princess.”

Qiu Ling also laughed, "You said it as if Wu Yan would agree if you were willing."

After that, she called out, "Bian Wei, I think the space at our door is too big. You can move our shuttle three meters to the side to leave an aisle for people to walk back and forth.

This way I won’t have to raise my voice when talking to my sister-in-law.”

Bian Wei responded, and the shuttle immediately began to wag its tail and moved to the side little by little, unwaveringly.

Princess Xian was so frightened that she grabbed the robot's hand and stepped back repeatedly, "Qiu Ling, what are you doing? If anything happens to the child in my belly, I will make you pay for its life!"

The other servants and robots hurriedly moved the objects between the two shuttles onto the shuttles or moved them to the open space nearby.

Qiu Ling stood at the shuttle entrance and chuckled:

"As the saying goes, the devil is always stronger than the one who is one foot taller. You came from afar to place the shuttle at my doorstep, and I just moved three meters to express my welcome and closeness to you. In theory, there is no problem.

I see. You must be dissatisfied with my conservative movements, right?

Bian Wei, move another meter and a half, so that Princess Xian can fully feel our enthusiasm and joy!"

Huo Yuan and Sheng Shu stared with their mouths opened wide. So this is actually possible? What is it called? A tooth for a tooth!