Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

Qiu Ling's understanding of this world is almost entirely based on the original owner's memories, as well as the common sense he has absorbed in the past few days.

She had video calls with Wu Yan and Yan Zhao and found them to be quite harmonious, so she subconsciously thought that all the sworn brothers were very harmonious.

After all, men are big-hearted and usually busy with their careers. How can they have the time and energy to be confined to a small marriage and family? Moreover, she is a monk and has never experienced the romance of love, so her mind is not very delicate.

Unexpectedly, the ratio of men to women in the interstellar world is so large. The interstellar marriage law stipulates that women must have more than three husbands, two of whom must be S-level, otherwise they must accept system marriage.

This ensures that half of the best soldiers have their own families, which helps calm their violent spirits. It also ensures that when soldiers become sick, retire, or grow old, they will have children born to their wives to support them.

In fact, most warriors of S rank and above have strong and overbearing personalities. They can barely marry a woman with other men, but they have little affection for other members of the family and may even reject them.

They can pay living expenses to their wives and children according to regulations, but they are not willing to let their wives and children come over to show their presence. They are constantly reminded of the difficulty of having children in their lives, yet they have to be the scapegoat and raise children for others!

Unless the child's biological father is dead, some soldiers will show their true heart to him.

Qiu Ling turned on the computer and played games while listening to gossip.

Many of them go to the military area to accompany their husbands every once in a while and are very familiar with the situation in the military area. Moreover, with the development of Internet information, any news will be spread on the Internet.

Qiu Ling had a good memory and could remember everything she heard. She listened with great interest.

Before long, everyone's light brain began to buzz, indicating that new messages had arrived.

"The lady of the Fifth Legion has arrived. We are about to set sail..."

"She was arranged to live in a three-bedroom apartment on the top floor. Tsk, it's not like we have two people in one room, and we also share a living room and bathroom..."

Sure enough, the shuttle began to leave the ground little by little, accelerating extremely fast within everyone's tolerance range, and the scenery outside the window gradually became an afterimage!

Qiu Ling received many service messages from the civilian shuttle No. 35 on his computer, along with the shuttle's map, restaurant meal times and menus.

She sent a message to Wu Yan and Yan Zhao that she had boarded the shuttle. They both wished her a safe journey.

The conversation between them was exceptionally polite.

Although Qiu Ling lived in a big room with them, she lived in a single room with a separate bathroom!

The family members all showed some degree of envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes, but no one said anything. Although Wu Yan could not fight now, he was still the emperor's nephew. As his family members, even if they did not own an independent house, they should have some privileges and live in such a room.

Qiu Ling is usually very low-key. Except for eating, he stays in his room all the time, either playing games, messaging friends and relatives, or continuing to learn about the world.

It has to be said that the food on the spaceship is much better than that at home. At least it is not hard for her to swallow. She regards eating as a kind of torture and starts to think about refining the fasting pill!

On the shuttle, Qiu Ling's daily routine became even more chaotic. The consequence of indulging herself was that she played games all night and fell asleep after three in the morning.

When Yan Zhao arrived, she was still swollen on the bed.

The two people's optical computer systems were automatically bound after they received their marriage certificate.

So without Qiu Ling's consent, Yan Zhao cleared his eyes and pushed the door open.

Qiu Ling suddenly opened his eyes, covered his dizzy head, looked at the tall and slender man at the door, and was stunned for a moment.

The young man had extremely pure silver hair, gentle grey-blue eyes, handsome features, and the smile at the corners of his lips carried a kind of holiness that was otherworldly.

Qiu Ling realized belatedly that she was already married, and the man before her who was about to ascend to heaven was one of her husbands, Yan Zhao!

The women outside the door all whispered, "I, am I still asleep? Who did I see just now?"

"Is it Yan Zhao? The former Holy Son of the Interstellar Temple? He, he and General Wu are sworn brothers?"

"I think this information is too explosive. Do you think that woman is lucky or unlucky?"

If you say she is unfortunate, she was able to marry two men who were extremely famous and once outstanding in the interstellar space. If you say she is lucky, these two men were mentally damaged and could be considered third-level disabled in the interstellar space!

The noisy sound was isolated outside as the door closed.

"Qiu Ling, I sent you a message, but you didn't reply. I guessed you were still sleeping, so I just checked my computer and came in. Did I disturb you?"

Yan Zhao pursed his lips slightly, with a look of guilt and uneasiness on his face.

Qiu Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "No, it's my irregular schedule. I, I played games too late last night and couldn't get up..."

In fact, she forgot that he would meet her this morning. It's not that she really forgot because of her bad memory, but she didn't think about it deliberately, and she was having a lot of fun playing games!

Yan Zhao smiled, and consciously took out slippers from the storage ring and put them on. He also took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door. "It's okay. I didn't sleep very well last night. It was quite boring on the shuttle. It just so happens that we can catch up on some sleep together."

As he said this, he went into the bathroom, took a shower, and came out wiping his hair. As expected, he saw that the woman who was a little dazed just now had already fallen asleep hugging the quilt.

Yan Zhao stood beside the bed, wiping his hair slowly and looking at his newlywed wife, only her little face showing.

In the past, he could never understand why people paid more attention to his face.

The face ages with age, even though the life expectancy of interstellar people has generally increased. However, he feels that no matter what kind of face it is, after looking at it for a long time, one will develop resistance to it. There is no basic distinction between beauty and ugliness. What's more, medical technology is now advanced, and it can replicate plastic surgery and even intervene in DNA. There are no ugly men and women in powerful families.

But the woman in front of him was so petite that he began to doubt whether she was an adult.

She looks delicate and sweet, and even when she is asleep she looks like a fruit waiting to be picked, exuding a fatal attraction.

He didn't know if it was because they were a good match, or because they were married and had a sense of belonging, but he always felt that she looked just the way he liked her, and he felt happy no matter how he looked at her.

Ever since Yan Zhao's mental strength was damaged and downgraded, he has been experiencing numb pain in his head. Even the slightest curve of his smile might be affected, causing him to tremble with pain all over.

At this moment, he couldn't help but relax all over. After wiping his hair almost completely, he lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Seeing Qiu Ling was so sleepy that she wanted to open her eyes, he couldn't help but reach out and hold her in his arms, patting her back. The words that he used to think were cheesy now came out of his mouth naturally: "My dear, go on sleeping, I'm here!"