Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

Qiu Ling nodded after hearing this. Indeed, she was still confused about this world. Exposing herself too early would only put her in a passive position. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

At this point, she remembered something, so she pushed him away and looked down, "What hidden weapon did you use just now? It's not sharp, so stabbing people will distract them?"

The fire that had just been extinguished was about to spread again. Yan Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "My dear, don't be so curious. I want to cultivate our relationship first, and then we can become real husband and wife."

"Real husband and wife? Are we fake now?" Qiu Ling blinked, always feeling that he still had a lot to practice and learn in the ways of husband and wife.

"It's just a name without substance," Yan Zhao kissed her, "My dear, do you like this game?"

Qiu Ling's attention was diverted. Hmm, he lay down with him and opened the game interface, but the message of "little follower" bombarded him crazily.

Little follower: Big brother, don’t you think it’s too much? You asked me to come over to watch you show off your affection? Can you please stop killing dogs? The former son of the Star Temple is your man, how lucky you are...

Yan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Who is this?"

Qiu Ling smiled and said: "My little follower, I conquered him with my heroic spirit.

He claimed to be a hacker named Li Ta Jian Jian. When Qiu Yi got married, she applied for a marriage certificate with my four ex-fiancés. It was he who helped me get it done and arranged for the five men and women to be matched by the system.

Even when I participated in the system matchmaking, he helped me screen out the crooked ones first..."

Yan Zhao nodded, "My dear, you didn't have a man before, so you should ask your friends for help when you have problems. In the future, no matter what problems you encounter, no matter how big or small, you must get used to telling us.

Of course, I will share anything that happens with you as soon as possible. This is fair and is also the key to harmonious coexistence between husband and wife.

Moreover, husband and wife are one body, and many details may have a great impact. Let’s not talk about other things, just talk about this game.”

Qiu Ling listened carefully. In her previous life, she lived a simple life, practicing and upgrading, staying away from troubles and not participating in any comparisons and intrigues. With her absolute talent and strength, she was far ahead of others and became an existence that everyone could not catch up with and could not get jealous of.

Now that she has entered the world, she needs to learn to be more tactful, and it's definitely right to listen to him.

She nodded again obediently, "Okay, I will share it with you in the Lingtian Sect group later."

After talking for a while, Yan Zhao started playing games with her. Usually she led others to fight, but now it felt really good to win without doing anything.

She learned a lot of skills and black people's methods from Yan Zhao, and her fox eyes were filled with him.

Yan Zhao felt a slight warmth in his heart. He was much happier than when he was the Holy Son and was admired by everyone!

So, Qiu Ling went from being addicted to the game alone to being a couple who forgot to eat and sleep. They played until the transfer point. With dark circles under their eyes, they got on Wu Yan's shuttle, greeted people in a daze, and slept all the way to the 00125 supply planet...

The shuttle landed on the planet and opened the hatch directly, just like a house.

Wu Yan had just led his team on a low-altitude hovercraft survey of the nearby terrain. When he saw his own shuttle with a stern face, he paused and walked over.

At this time, Yan Zhao had already woken up. He saw his location on the computer and tiptoed to wash up.

While wiping his hair, he saw Wu Yan sitting in the living room reading a newspaper, raised his eyebrows, and found a single sofa to sit on.

StarCraft no longer produces paper newspapers, but they have e-books that simulate newspapers, which contain updated content of the subscribed newspapers every day.

"General Wu, long time no see!" Yan Zhao chuckled.

Wu Yan nodded, "Wu Yan, we are all a family from now on, no need to call me General Wu."

"Okay, Wu Yan," Yan Zhao looked at Wu Yan and saw that his forehead was tense and his face was cold as if welded on. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Your condition is more serious than I thought. Are you on the verge of being demoted?"

Wu Yan had nothing to hide. "I have no fighting power at all now. I rely entirely on the protection of my personal guards. Since my mental breakdown, my family has been looking for pills and items to relieve and calm my mental power, but the results are minimal. Moreover, the situation in the Interstellar Empire is complicated. I can't just do nothing."

Even though he is being guarded now, as the commander of the Eighth Legion, he is also a consumption, and it is already very difficult for him to barely maintain the status quo.

Recently, the interstellar century-long period of ferocious beasts, demon beasts and Zerg is approaching and his situation is not good. It is very likely that he will follow in Yan Zhao's footsteps and fall all the way down from the SSS level.

Yan Zhao could still have a quiet time as a branch librarian, but as a member of the royal family, there were countless people waiting to watch him make trouble, ridicule him, and humiliate him!

Even though Wu Yan didn't say these things out loud, Yan Zhao could imagine them.

"The little girl slept too much, go and call her to eat," he said with his eyes slightly lowered and the corners of his lips curled.

Wu Yan nodded, put away the newspaper, stood up and walked towards the master bedroom.

The little girl likes to wrap herself tightly when she sleeps, leaving only her delicate little face exposed, and her seaweed-like hair is messy and playful.

Wu Yan gently closed the door, walked to the bedside and knelt down.

This is his private shuttle. He is the only one who has slept in this room. The decoration style is simple and bright, and it still looks like it was when it left the factory.

But with the addition of this lovely girl, the whole house has a little warmth and sense of belonging.

The tension on his forehead eased a little. Wu Yan reached out his hand to brush away the hair covering his face. His eyes stayed on the shiny earlobe. He couldn't help pinching it and whispered, "Qiu Ling, Ling Ling, get up and eat. Just now when we were inspecting the terrain, we caught some bamboo rats and picked some mushrooms. How about stewing meat and rice for you?"

The only advantage of his current job is that he deals directly with materials and can be more particular about food.

Hearing about food, Qiu Ling finally opened one eye, and reached for the hand that was pulling at his ear, and saw the stern young man.

She couldn't help but smile: "Good morning, Wu Yan!"

Wu Yan's eyes were slightly warm, "It's already afternoon, if you don't get up, you will have to sleep in the evening."

Qiu Ling got up, looked at him, and noticed that he was obviously unable to control his restlessness and forbearance.

She took out two jade bottles and handed them to him, carefully explaining what they were, and emphasized, "This is my dowry!"

Wu Yan took it, opened the jade bottle and smelled it. The rich spiritual energy that came to his face made him tremble slightly.

He held the jade bottle, looked at Qiu Ling's expectant expression, and with his Adam's apple rolling, he poured out a Qingyuan Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fragrance of the elixir was like mint in one's mouth, and a coolness that penetrated into his brain exploded from his mouth, dispelling the chaos and hidden pain that had been lingering in his brain for years. It was more effective than any spiritual medicine or object he had come into contact with before!