Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Zhou Yanshu glanced at him, then put away all the small gray pills on the table: "Sit next to me and don't have any contact with Tamodo."

"Don't worry, I know." Yu Zhuo nodded, then looked at Zhou Yanshu's legs and asked, "How are you? Can you walk?"

“I could walk a long time ago, but I couldn’t walk for long.” Zhou Yanshu stood up with Yu Zhuo’s arm. His legs were tucked into his suit pants. He was still unsteady when he stood up, and his trouser legs were trembling slightly.

Yu Zhuo supported Zhou Yanshu with one hand as they walked forward. His gaze darkened and flashed past Zhou Yanshu's legs.

He used to ask Zhou Yanshu how he got injured, but now he no longer wants to ask.

Those things that are long ago and unfamiliar can no longer be changed—but they can be made up for.

“Brother, you will be able to stand up again.” Yu Zhuo said. “Even if you can’t stand up, it’s okay. I’m healthy and I can push you around.”

Zhou Yanshu ignored him: "It's good enough that you can take care of yourself, you crybaby."

Yu Zhuo: "..."

How boring, they have no sense of fun at all.

Yu Zhu muttered a couple of complaints to himself, then simply shut his mouth and obediently helped Zhou Yanshu walk forward.

*

Lin Shuang's victory celebration banquet was held in the royal palace hall.

After Yu Zhuo and Zhou Yanshu got married, they stayed on the edge of the temple, the furthest they went was to the hospital. He did manage to take some time to go to the palace once, but Tamo left him outside the gate and he couldn't even get into the main hall.

Upon seeing the location of the celebration banquet, Yu Zhuo felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Zhou Yanshu picked out a white suit for him. The size he got was standard, fitting Yu Zhuo's body perfectly and outlining his distinct lines and contours.

Yu Zhuo put the clothes on and walked around for a few steps, and felt that the length and size of the clothes were just right, as if they were specially made for him.

He looked at Zhou Yanshu, who was still wearing his old suit. The folds in the collar of his suit were obvious. Yu Zhuo looked at him for a few seconds and nodded, saying, "You're wearing this? You have good taste. If they see this, they'll definitely think I bully you at home every day and never dress you properly."

Zhou Yanshu: "..."

This was just a piece of clothing that Zhou Yanshu randomly picked out; he hadn't thought too much about it, it was just something he was used to wearing.

Hearing Yu Zhuo's words, Zhou Yanshu frowned slightly. He removed the pearl from his cuff and said, "It's good that you know. Let's go."

Yu Zhuo and Zhou Yanshu got into the car together. The journey from the villa to the palace took about an hour. After getting in the car, Yu Zhuo closed his eyes, preparing to take a nap.

Zhou Yanshu looked down at his phone as the car moved slowly. Soon after, a message popped up on his phone screen.

【0****: Completed.】

Zhou Yanshu glanced at it and deleted the anonymous message.

Many princes and ministers came to attend the celebration banquet for Lin Shuang. When Yu Zhuo woke up from his nap, he could see the crowd already seated inside the car through the car window.

Two rows of soldiers stood separately at the palace gate, all dressed in identical platinum uniforms. Yu Zhuo noticed the jeweled ornaments on their clothes and immediately realized that they were the guards following Tamo.

It seems that Lin Shuang's own troops are not allowed to enter.

Yu Zhuo opened the car door and got out, then carried Zhou Yanshu to the wheelchair as usual.

“Earl, we are here to welcome you on His Majesty’s orders. Please come this way.”

The guards waiting at the door greeted Zhou Yanshu and bowed. After exchanging a few words with Zhou Yanshu, they led him into the main hall.

Ordinary people were not allowed to enter, and the driver and others following Zhou Yanshu were moved to other places to wait.

Yu Zhuo walked beside Zhou Yanshu. The nobles in the hall were scattered and seated. As soon as Yu Zhuo stepped into the hall, he sensed that they were all looking at him.

"...His Majesty also invited the Earl? I found it hard to believe when I saw the list, I didn't expect him to actually come..."

"They're all crippled, and they still have to come here... The Earl is truly unfortunate... Who knows what His Majesty plans to do to him this time..."

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but hasn't His Majesty been a bit... well, you know? I heard that a few days ago in the palace, he even bestowed a countship upon a turtle. And what a real old turtle! It was a vibrant green, crawling on the ground..."

"Stop talking, stop talking! His Majesty will be here soon. Do you want your tongue cut out?"

"Can't we even speak out about the absurd things he did? Who in the merfolk doesn't know that King Tamo appointed a turtle as a count? A Holy Count, indeed! What does he take us for?"

"Right now, Zhou Yanshu looks the worst... What are we going to do later... Sigh..."

Yu Zhuo pushed his wheelchair through the crowd, overhearing snippets of conversation and frowning slightly.

Zhou Yanshu's seat was arranged at the very front, directly below the throne, near the left side. Lin Shuang, the protagonist of this victory celebration banquet, was also seated at the very front, directly opposite Zhou Yanshu.

Upon seeing Zhou Yanshu arrive, Lin Shuang quickly stood up and bowed to him, saying, "Earl, I was delayed by some matters and was unable to personally greet you at the door. I am truly sorry."

As the Right Envoy and the current Grand General of the Merfolk, Lin Shuang's status is in no way inferior to Zhou Yanshu's. In fact, to some extent, his current position is even higher than Zhou Yanshu's.

However, his humble attitude towards Zhou Yanshu during both meetings was indeed surprising.

Zhou Yanshu's expression softened for once, and he said, "General, you are overthinking it. You are the one who should be the star of the victory celebration. I am late this time, and it is my fault."

Lin Shuang nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Earl."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Yu Zhuo, the smile on his lips quickly fading. Lin Shuang didn't say a word to Yu Zhuo, and turned around and went back to his seat.

Yu Zhuo: "..."

Yu Zhuo scoffed, pushed his wheelchair to where Zhou Yanshu was, and found an empty seat to sit down himself.

"Countess?"

Just as Yu Zhuo sat down, a voice sounded beside him. He turned his head and saw Qi Mohan smiling and nodding at Yu Zhuo.

Yu Zhuo was somewhat surprised: "...Left Envoy Qi? What are you doing sitting here?"

Qi Mohan and Lin Shuang were of equal status, so he should have sat in the front row, not behind Yu Zhuo.

Qi Mohan smiled and said to Yu Zhuo, "This celebration banquet wasn't held for me. Wouldn't it be stealing someone's thunder if I sat in the front? I'm getting old, so it's fine for me to sit here. I can even whisper some secrets to you."

“Is that so?” Yu Zhuo glanced ahead and saw Lin Shuang’s gaze lingering on him and Qi Mohan. He smiled and said, “Then we are quite destined to sit together.”