Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

"Kyle, thank you for preparing some of the tea that General Lin 'likes' and the fruit that the Beigong family sent this morning."

"Ok."

Kyle had no objection to this; he simply gave it to them. Otherwise, these things would still need to be stored in the warehouse, which would take up some space.

The basement of the house has been basically dug up by Dongfang Yu's people and turned into a super large warehouse. Even so, there is very little space left.

We receive so many things at home every day.

I can't let go, I really can't let go. If it weren't for electronic archiving and registration, so I could just retrieve whatever I wanted, even if it were an intelligent robot, the workload would still be enormous.

Lin Tiancheng knew he didn't need to stay any longer, and even if he did, his goal would be difficult to achieve, so he reluctantly took his leave.

"It's a pity I can't see the situation in King's Landing in person today. I'll have to come and visit another day. I won't bother you any longer."

"General Lin, please take care. I am not feeling well and will not be able to see you off in person. Kyle, please see General Lin off for me."

Having just seen the person off, Mo Li was preparing to go back to her bedroom for a short rest. According to her calculations, by the time she woke up, Mo Junlin should have already absorbed all the medicine in the medical pod.

"My son, my son, Mommy's here to see you, sob sob, you won't be upset that Mommy's so late, will you...?"

Wailing! Another one?

This was the first thought that popped into Mo Li's mind after hearing that delicate voice.

Their movements froze for a moment as they looked in the direction of the sound. A well-dressed lady was being helped in by a young man who at first glance looked somewhat like Mo Junlin.

Before this, Mo Li had little contact with the families of Mo Junlin and the other three, all under the guise of taking care of her pregnancy. In reality, she was somewhat unable to handle this kind of relationship.

It's been said since ancient times that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships are an age-old problem. Since it's a problem, she doesn't want to face it at all. Besides, isn't it better for each of them to have their own families and not interfere with each other? As for weighing interests and fighting for them, that's their own business.

Even after marriage, Mo Li had no intention of getting involved. She had already told Mo Junlin and the other three that this was the case. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended her real marriage with them after the trial period.

In this respect, all four of them did a good job, reaching a consensus with their families and parents that they would visit occasionally and send gifts from time to time.

We don't really have much interaction on a daily basis.

"Mom, calm down, don't scare your sister-in-law. She's pregnant with your grandson."

"Oh, right, right, I lost my composure. Son, look at me, am I alright? I won't embarrass you and your brother, will I?"

Mo Li: "......"

You can actually pretend that I don't exist.

suddenly

Mo Li felt the sofa next to her sink, and a pleasant fragrance wafted over her nose.

"Ahem, well, daughter-in-law, can you please forget what just happened? Actually, I don't usually cry much, but I was just too worried about Junlin!"

"It's all my fault. I insisted on going on a spontaneous interstellar trip with their father instead of staying on the capital planet. I rushed back as soon as I got the news, but then we ran into those wretched space pirates, which caused the delay. You're not mad at me, are you?"

"No, he'll understand."

"What's wrong? Is Junlin really badly injured? Can I go see him? Also, why wasn't he treated at the military hospital and was he sent home instead?"

Mo Li didn't intend to hide anything from them and said directly, "His condition is not optimistic. He is severely injured, with countless wounds all over his body, poisoned by hundreds of kinds of insect toxins, and his mental sea has been severely damaged, leaving his mental energy exhausted. However..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a "crack" sound. The sound did not come from anyone else, but from Madam Mo. Mo Li quickly looked over and saw that Madam Mo was pale and had collapsed limply, unable to withstand the shock.

If it weren't for Mo Junlin's older brother, Mo Junyan, who reacted quickly and caught her, pressing her philtrum with his thumb, she probably would have fainted.

Seeing her like this, Mo Li said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it was my oversight. I shouldn't have been so direct. I should have given you a buffer so you could accept it gradually."

"call......"

for a while

Madam Mo finally let out a breath, and her body recovered from the brink of unconsciousness.

"No, it's not your fault. I'm just too fragile. Waaah, Jun, is there any hope for Jun Mo?"

She spoke the last sentence with immense difficulty; Mo Li could even feel the pain in her breath as she spoke, and the hopeful light in her unwavering gaze.

It was as if she were the last ray of light; if she said no, the light in Madam Mo's eyes would instantly go out and turn into boundless darkness.

Mo Li patted her hand, which was gripping his tightly, and said firmly, trying to give her strength in this way: "Yes, you have to believe that he is not that weak. A mere injury cannot defeat him."

Mere injuries?

In fact, everyone present knew very well that this was not a trivial matter, but an extremely serious one!

A damaged mental sea and depleted mental energy are, in the entire interstellar space, tantamount to a death sentence for a person.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you. My son will be alright. I want to... I want to go see him, is that alright?"

"Okay, come with me."

She could refuse anyone else who was distant, but as Mo Junlin's mother and his close older brother, she had no reason to refuse.

As Mo Li arrived at the treatment room, when Madam Mo saw her son, who lay quietly in the medical pod and whom she was always incredibly proud of, she could no longer hold back her tears. Sobbing uncontrollably, she staggered towards him.

"Son, waah, son, how did you get hurt like this? Waah, isn't this tearing out your mother's heart? Waah, those damned Zerg, how could they be so cruel? Waah..."

Mo Junyan's eyes were already red, and tears silently streamed down his face. He didn't want anyone to see his vulnerability, so he turned his head and quickly wiped away his tears.

"Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."

Mo Li pretended not to notice his condition just now and smiled faintly: "It's not hard work, it's what I should do. I believe he will get better soon."

"Yes, he will recover quickly and then go back to the battlefield to avenge himself. I believe he can do it."