After the resurrection the queen was cloned

"I'm going to check the recitation in class tomorrow, so go back and review it carefully."

"Understood, goodbye, teacher!"

"Goodbye."

The children ran away happily, and with the sound of their footsteps, there was a voice that got farther and farther away—"In my life, I don't believe in heaven, earth, or fate..."

Until the evening of this day, there were children in the base, and families whose children were still in school, all echoed the same sound, interwoven in the passage, and stacked with the echoes to form a novel melody——

"Dear Gabriel, I hope you will be safe and happy in the sea of ​​corpses and blood."

"I do not believe."

"I pray for an afterlife, where there is endless darkness that can't be seen with you..."

"I can not."

"The gods and Buddhas in the sky bless my Gabriel..."

"On the verge of extinction."

So when Gu Jin came home, his face was quite ugly.

Brent, who was good at reading words and expressions, shrank his neck.

Although Gu Jin was not in good health during this period, and he was no longer swearing, but after all, he still had power, and his heart would tremble even if he had a straight face. What's more, there was an emperor who was in love with him standing behind him.

Gu Jin ate very little, and locked herself in the bedroom after eating, and no one paid attention to her.

When Chu Feng cleaned up the kitchen and came out with both hands, there were only Brent and Inseth in the living room.

"What about people?"

"Go back to the house."

Chu Feng walked to the door of the bedroom, and the door was locked from the inside.

"So what's the matter?" Chu Feng looked puzzled, and looked back at Inseth and Brent: "You two recruited him?"

"Probably not. Inseth is better. I'm basically just air in his eyes." Brent looked at Chu Feng's expression, and weighed his own life.

Cautiously said: "I think I'm jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Well, you see that all the love letters you wrote to Gabriel have been included in the text, and you haven't written to him yet."

Is this really the case?

Chu Feng felt that Brent's farting was very reasonable.

So after the dinner was over, His Majesty sat at the dining table, holding a pen in his hand and making a face to face with a piece of white paper.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, an hour passed.

He didn't hold back a word.

Brent began to doze off on the couch.

Then Chu Feng slapped the table with a "bang": "What is that?"

The general woke up from his sleep and watched His Majesty walk quickly through the living room, picked up the housekeeping robot that was charging in the corner, and returned to the dining table.

"Hey, search for the best love letter of the year for me." His Majesty said as he patted the eggshell of the robot.

"Searching...Dowrance Law Firm, accepting divorce legal consultations, do you want your cheating partner to leave the house? Do you want to know how to legally hide property? Do you want to know how to get rid of the harassment of scumbags? Dao Lens Law Firm, the last haven of your miserable married life, protecting your legal property is our only mission."

Chu Feng: ...

With a disheveled face, His Majesty began to look for a screwdriver to dismantle the robot...

Inceth and Brent whispered, "Why don't idols write their own?"

Brent whispered: "Let's put it this way, our, the straight man of the universe, the Valentine's Day gifts he chooses are crystal balls with engravings, tea coasters with names displayed, and mugs with photos. It is thanks to his robot that the relationship between the empress and the emperor has not broken down."

"The one called... Luke? Is that the name I remember correctly?"

"That's right, it's him. He's an all-round housekeeper. He's good at writing love letters and making dating strategies. Once we went to an alien system to fight a war, and we didn't bring a robot with us. Chu Feng didn't know where he got a book of love letters. Covering the meeting with the battle report, I secretly wrote a letter to Gabriel. A fool asked him why he didn’t speak for a long time, and he said that he read the battle report too seriously. I can’t bear to describe that scene. Whose battle report is so old, let alone It’s just a supply list.” When mentioning these old things, Brent felt a little emotional, “Later, all the robots in the country were destroyed, I thought Luke was gone, but now I know that Luke was secretly hidden by Chu Feng, I still I miss him a lot, he hasn’t paid back the money he lost to me in a bet.”

The author has something to say: Here comes the love letter, please read it and recite it!

☆、Chapter 40

But that night, Chu Feng didn't write a decent love letter after all. In the dead of night, after Brent and Inseth had all gone back to sleep, he picked up a screwdriver and pried open the lock of the bedroom door.

"This shit can still stop me? Oh, little fool."

Gu Jin, who was sleeping, heard the noise, turned over, squirmed, and fell asleep again.

Chu Feng squatted beside the bed, and childishly reached out and tapped his nose: "It's no wonder I eat so little because I'm so worried."

Gu Jin went to bed early and woke up early.

Except for the dream that Chu Fengshen secretly carried Gabriel behind his back, and shut up with his artificial intelligence in the study to fiddle with the scene of love letters.

She slept soundly that night.

So Gu Jin decided to spare Chu Feng's life.

He stretched his arms out of the quilt, and accidentally knocked his palm on the bedside table with a crisp sound.

Gu Jin put her hand in front of her eyes, and on her ring finger was a silver metal ring, which was hand-polished and engraved with ugly patterns, but it could still be seen that she was a nut in her previous life.

Chu Feng, who had just woken up, said behind him: "When a man matures, he has to be pragmatic. When you reach my age, you will understand, what is sour love talk? Just write a bunch of it, this is different It's so unique, so precious."

"You can shut up." Gu Jin turned over, patted Chu Feng's left and right cheeks with both hands, and squeezed in hard, leaving a clear ring mark on his face.

"What's that expression on your face?" Gu Jin buttoned up his clothes and put on his glasses, "There's been a gangster on the square these two days, so don't wander there if you have nothing to do."

Until Dr. Gu went to work refreshed, Chu Feng was still lying on the bed in shock.

The door closed with a bang, and Chu Feng smiled on his pillow.

……

Chu Feng has a full schedule for the day. He goes to the market to buy fresh ingredients in the morning, then rushes to school, returns at noon to prepare lunch, tidies up the room, and walks the bear in the afternoon.

That's right, the bear in the old man's house who made a big fuss with them at the pet hospital.

His eldest granddaughter finally gave birth, and the whole family ran to take care of the mother and newborn, and forgot the bear at home. When they returned home, the furniture in the house was basically worthless.

They really didn't have much energy to take care of the bear. After much deliberation, they decided to give the bear to Chu Feng.

This bear named Little Canned actually still remembered Chu Feng.

It came out of the cage, gave Chu Feng a warm bear hug, and whimpered as if it saw its relatives.

Rubbing Chu Feng twice, turning his head to look at the original owner resentfully, turning his head twice...

It's like suffering some inhuman abuse here.

The old man's family: We really owe you!

"Be honest. Your mother told you to sleep in the living room. If you don't obey, you can only sleep in the corridor."

Little Canned hadn't been this happy for a long time. It dragged Chu Feng around in the passage.

There is still a long time before Gu Jin gets off work, Chu Feng is not in a hurry to cook, so he indulges his temper.

Walking and walking, one person and one bear came to the square.

There were several times more people gathered in the square than usual. They looked excited, held banners and slogans in their hands, and stared obsessively at the person speaking on the central high platform.

It was a young woman with a passionate expression: "Brothers and sisters, why do we live in this dark dungeon? To survive? To be slaughtered?"

The crowd below roared: "Bless our family and fight against the incompetent coalition government..."

Woman: "That's right, but what are we fighting against? This weak and incompetent body?! Will we regret not accepting genetic modification earlier when their butcher knives are on their necks?!

Since ancient times, the birth of any new technology has been controversial, but this is not the reason for us to reject it. Now the probability of natural conception has dropped to one in tens of millions. We are all the lucky ones of fate, we are God Chosen Son!So I proposed to ask the leader to agree to genetic modification research. I believe that our scientists will develop a solution before the coalition government! "

"Ask for the leader! Ask for the leader!" The crowd went into a frenzy.

The woman bowed contentedly, and another person took the stage to continue.

Chu Feng took a glance and found that most of the young people who came to the rally accounted for about [-]%.

Chu Feng looked at it for a while, then patted Xiong's head: "Let's go, little can."

On the way back he was met by Lion and a small team of guards hurrying up.

Ryan nodded at him: "Have you gone to the square?"

"Walking the bear, too many people, didn't stay long."

"That's good." Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered something, and stopped, "By the way, your robot got lost again, so I ran to the maintenance warehouse by myself. I thought it was some worn-out parts, and almost Take it apart, remember to pick it up when you go back."

"Understood, thank you!"

The other party waved his hand and trotted away.

Chu Feng went home and put the bear in place. Not long after, Brent brought the robot back, and the three (?) gathered next to the sofa.

At this time, Inseth and Gu Jin were not off work.

They are the only ones in the house.

The robot with an abnormal system stretched out its mechanical arm towards Chu Feng.

"This is today's discovery. It is very similar to the connecting shaft of the M3-1S01 long-range combat mech. It is a new type of alloy material with higher durability and lighter weight. It should be an upgrade from this model."

Chu Feng took the part and played with it carefully in his hand.

"Thank you, Luke."

☆、Chapter 41

"I am willing to serve you."

Chu Feng nodded, and then asked Brent: "What about your side? What news did you hear?"

Brent said: "The identity of the founder of the opposition army is unknown. At first, it housed dissidents who were persecuted by the coalition government. It gradually expanded to underworld arms dealers and gray area operators. In recent decades, it has begun to accommodate illegal natural conception. The couple. This complex composition of personnel has led to many small groups within the rebel army. After the death of the old leader, the throne was passed to a man named Rhines, and after Rhines died, it was passed to Carmen. Carmen is usually not very When he came out, only the high-level insiders had seen his real face. He and Rhines had a strange similarity. Both of them seemed to emerge from the earth suddenly. any department. That's why there are rumors that they are clones of the old chief."

Chu Feng was silent for a while, and asked, "What's going on in the square today?"

"Now the opposition is divided into two factions. Let's call them conservatives and radicals. The conservative faction is headed by the leader Carmen, who supports the continuation of the old regulations. The other faction is led by a high-level man named Xiaoshan. He advocates reform and implements genetic modification. More protests and attacks on the coalition government, etc. His proposition is very popular among young people. But it is not that the coalition government has not thought of changing the overall human muscle degeneration problem through genetic modification over the years. This is a long way. A lot of people died in the experimental stage, or turned into genetic monsters."

"I listened to it for a while, and although the content can't withstand scrutiny, it's very provocative." Chu Feng said, "Young people, once their brains are hot, they are most likely to be impulsive...the leader is very smart."

Brent also agrees with Chu Feng's thoughts: "Many people think that Carmen is an incompetent leader. One of their demands is to re-elect the leader, and whoever supports him will listen to him more."

Chu Feng nodded.

Brent asked again: "Do you need me to contact them next?"

Chu Feng: "Tomorrow, you can go to the maintenance depot to help." Brent has a straight temper, and his brain circuit is comparable to that of an iron. Even if he practiced for hundreds of years, he would not be able to resist a flowery intestine in Chu Feng's stomach. This is a technical job. Not for him.

Brent: "It's not easy to get involved in such an important place."

"I will ask Ryan for help. His aunt's eldest cousin is married to a small head of the maintenance depot. Ryan has been trying to persuade me to join their team, and he will be willing to sell me this favor." His Majesty Chu Huang knitted a sweater The vast network of relationships is finally working.

Brent: "Okay."

"Go and buy a bunch of lilies. His aunt likes flowers. Let's go find him later."

After Brent went out, Chu Feng looked at the robot in the living room.

"Then what do I need to do?"

"Put it away in the maintenance depot first, wait for Brent's news, then go and see who can freely enter and leave the core area, as well as those inconspicuous corners, whether there are hidden secret doors and passages. "

"understood."

"be careful."

A few joyful wavy lines flashed across the screen: "Don't worry, who here doesn't know that there is a foolish robot who can only sing ducklings, and is either lost or lost on the road every day."

Chu Feng laughed with him.

Luke asked again: "It's really nice to see you again, what's your plan for the next step?"

Chu Feng put away the smile on his face, lowered his eyes halfway, and turned the nut ring on his finger with the same style as Gu Jin: "I tested it a few times, it seems that he really doesn't have any memories of the past, even yesterday's love letter, no Any unusual reaction."

Luke: "But you still have doubts."

Chu Feng: "I just have this intuition...or maybe it's my obsession."

Luke: "I can analyze and compare the behavior of the two of them, but my current hardware computing power is too poor, and I have to borrow Inces' super optical brain to complete it."

Chu Feng shook his head: "No need for now, no matter whether my intuition is true or not, we can't wait any longer, you can do one thing for me."

****

The crowd at the gate of the palace had been standing there for two days, and they still had no intention of leaving.

"Against the Genetic Ranking Act!" "Civilians will never be successful!" "Restore the 12-hour work system!" "4-day vacation per month is a basic human right!"

"..."

On the windowsill, a four-year-old boy looked out expressionlessly.

An old woman with silver hair lovingly stroked his hair: "Cister, go and open the back door, your father will be back soon."

The boy's eyes lit up instantly: "Father promised to buy me a little rabbit as my birthday present when he went out in the morning, I hope he will remember."

"Don't worry, he loves you very much and will never forget."

Sist ran to the back door of the palace. The old woman looked out of the window for a while, and drew the curtains. The empty palace hall became extremely dark. She wrapped the shawl around her body. After the lighting system, the heating system There seems to be something wrong, and like this country, it seems to be dying.

The old housekeeping robot in the corridor made a caracal sound, and soon, Thester came back, holding a tall and thin young man by the hand.

"Grandma, look, I've got a rabbit, a rabbit!"

Sist rushed in front of her like a small cannonball, raised his arm high, and in that tender palm, a pale yellow baby rabbit slightly opened its eyes and shook its ears curiously.

"It's so cute, have you thought of a name yet?"

Cister scratched his head: "Not yet, I'll look it up in the dictionary." The little cannonball went away like a wind.

The old woman looked away with a smile, and looked at the young man in front of her: "How is everything going well?"

The man paused and smiled reassuringly: "It's still the same... But that restaurant is closing, and I need to find a new job tomorrow."

The man took off his shirt with the slogan of the Communist Party of China printed on it, revealing his pale and thin chest, and then put on a gray shirt that was washed white.

"The quality of the clothes is so good, I'm a bit reluctant." Although the man said so, he still stuffed the changed clothes into the back of the drawer without hesitation, "To be honest, I really hope that their slogan will be replaced. The speed can be faster, the recycling price of the second-hand market is 30 yuan for ten pieces, if they work harder, Xister will have new winter clothes before winter enters."

Their supplies have been cut off since they last rejected the coalition government's offer to make a public speech in support of the new bill.

There is only a very small supply of food every day. If you can't eat enough, you will never starve to death.

"You have to be careful, Sister is very worried about you. The child doesn't say anything, but writes all his thoughts in his eyes, just like his mother."

Speaking of the deceased queen, the young emperor's smile gradually disappeared, and he hugged the old woman: "Don't worry, grandma, as long as you call Gadrian a bastard, they will treat me as one of their own, and pass through the crowd. It's so easy, someone invited me to have lunch together today..."

The old robot finally moved to the hall, and the cold mechanical voice announced the latest message.

"Deputy Speaker Harry Hayne informs you that please forward the latest announcement from the coalition government at [-] o'clock sharp this evening. Regarding the elementary textbook reader you applied for, they will discuss it at the monthly government meeting next month..."

The current emperor of the empire, His Majesty Gadrian, looked up at the watch on the wall, it was 58:[-].

He sat at the desk with great reluctance and turned on his optical computer. It was a notice of tax rate increase. He sneered and clicked to forward it casually. As for how many people would scold him after forwarding it, he didn't care anymore.

Cadrian went upstairs to spend this rare parent-child time with Sister.

Only an old woman with silver hair left in the flower hall——Maria Chu.The niece of His Majesty Chu Feng, God of War of the Empire, is also the only blood relative still alive.

Maria sat on the sofa in the corner, staring at the wall clock on the wall.

Her parents died early, and she lived with her uncle when she was very young. Although there were always wars at that time, there were laughter and laughter everywhere in the palace. There was the mighty uncle, and the beautiful and gentle Aunt Gabriel.Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang have no children and regard her as a treasure.

Until she was 5 years old, she waited for the news of the simultaneous sudden death of the emperor and the cold corpse of her uncle.

The world fell apart overnight.

Since then, the Mai Empire began decades of civil strife.

She never enjoyed a day of freedom again.

When the coalition government exposed its majestic ambitions to the sun, people began to miss the wise and powerful monarch.

Ambitious politicians had to move her out as a mascot.

They took their young son from her, and they were separated for decades before the genetic defect erupted and he died early.

Then there is her grandson, a confused child who fantasized about cooperating with those politicians in order to restore the former glory of the royal family, and he didn't realize it until he was dying.

She was born in the last generation of the empire before the outbreak of genetic defects, and now there are very few people alive at the same time as her. She is too old, how long can she protect those two children?

It was late at night, and the upstairs Sister was calling her to go upstairs to see the nest he built for the rabbit.

Maria stood up on the chair, staggered towards the stairs, passing by the optical brain Gadrian forgot on the table, and glanced at it inadvertently...

Among the overwhelming abuse under the reposted new article, there is a strange advertisement:

"Six children went to steal food, and one starved to death halfway. The second and third children were buried in the soil, and the fifth and sixth children were left. Ask the fourth brother where to go? The fifth and sixth children are full, and they are bouncing home. Back... Are you still worried about the bear children at home? Salud human bone wind chime is your ideal choice, please call us for more information: XXXXX”

Maria clenched her fists excitedly, her eyes blushing quietly.

The author has something to say: Luke: Does the thorn irritate? !

☆、Chapter 42

"I'm going, you scared me to death." Brent, who successfully walked through the back door and entered the maintenance depot to help, was counting parts inventory. When he turned his head, he saw a bright green screen flashing green light in the dim room.

Luke said in a low voice: "Lunch, lunch... eat lunch duckling.", and smashed a huge crochet bag on his leg.

Colleagues around laughed.

"This isn't your robot, the one who delivered meals to Dr. Gu, why did you come here, did you go the wrong way again?"

"I don't know either." Brent scratched his head and picked up the woven bag.

Luke continued: "Gu...not good...appetite...vomit...here...to reward you..."

Brent stared at Luke's screen with a constipated face, watching it pretend to be a fool, thinking that artificial intelligence has begun to perform well these days.

"Okay, I understand, Gu Jin has no appetite, so I will eat."

"Reward... idiot... don't understand... idiot."

"All right, all right, give me something to eat." What kind of artificial intelligence is really raised by someone.

The successful robot rattled away on its wheels.

Colleague A looked enviously at Brent's lunch and asked, "Is Dr. Gu sick again?"

"Well, the asthma is not getting better, and the blood sugar is a bit high." Brent took a sip of the tomato puree and continued, "Let him go to a reliable doctor for a check-up. He insists that he is a doctor."

Brent shook his head without a word, and the other party expressed his understanding.

"My grandma is like, it hurts and feels uncomfortable all day long, and she just doesn't treat it."

"Yeah, that's why the boss of my family has been arguing with him so much that I don't even bother to go home," Brent complained. "Have some baked cookies? No sugar."

"A batch of new weapons will arrive in two days, then you can sign up to be an escort." The colleague squeezed a biscuit and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's delicious!"

"Weapons? Isn't there a dedicated transport team?"

"There are not enough people. In addition to the escort, there are other peripheral guards. There are quite a lot of people. They are transferred from other departments every time. It is not an important job, and it is not dangerous. Overtime pay is also paid."

"That's a good relationship, remember to call me when you sign up."

When Brent came home, Chu Feng was cooking oatmeal in the kitchen, and he told Chu Feng the news through the sound of boiling oats.

Chu Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

He turned off the fire and took out the oats.

Gu Jin was half lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep, his face was very tired.

"Wake up, it's time to eat."

Chu Feng yelled several times before he woke up.

"Drink slowly, be careful, I'll bring over the rest." Chu Feng went back to the kitchen, looked at some fruits in the cabinet, and shouted: "What do you eat? Watermelon or grapes?"

"What did you say?"

Chu Feng repeated it again, but Gu Jin still couldn't catch it.

Chu Feng walked out of the kitchen, holding a melon in his left hand and a grape in his right, and came to Gu Jin: "Do you want watermelon or grapes?"

"watermelon."

Chu Feng looked at Gu Jin who reacted a little slower, and frowned: "Are your ears angry?"

Gu Jin blinked and lowered her eyes: "It's possible, just drink more water and you'll be fine."

But the next day when Gu Jin came back from get off work, he had an extra pair of hearing aids in his ears.

What a miraculous operation.

Chu Feng was worried about Gu Jin, so he was a little distracted. Brent had already reported the information collected yesterday, and it took Chu Feng a long time to respond.

"Oh, I know."

Brent's mind turned, what do you know, there was nothing important to discover anyway, it was just a routine report, so he didn't take it to heart, packed his things and went out to work.

Only Chu Feng and Luke were left in the room.

"The capital star's channels to the outside are all guarded, and there is no one around them to use. It is difficult to escape quietly with their own strength."

"Well, I'll think of other ways to make them less restless."

"Got it, I'll find a way to inform them." Luke asked again, "Are you okay?"

"Well, I'm fine."

"Worried about Gu Jin?"

Chu Feng sighed: "It's just the end of October, and he has already put on winter cotton-padded clothes, reading glasses, and hearing aids in his ears. I don't even dare to quarrel with him, and if I say a few more words, I'm going to die out of breath. .”

Chu Feng dragged the robot and complained a lot.

Luke was silent for a long time, and the fluorescent screen flickered faintly: ""The Secret of Married Life-Teaching You How to Survive the Emotional Crisis in Midlife", I found this book in the online bookstore, it should be very helpful to you, let me Can you place an order for me?"

Chu Feng: ...

Chu Feng: "Thank you, you can turn off the phone now."

Luke: "It's not difficult for you to solve the problem, either talk or sleep, there is always a way that will work."

The author has something to say: Gu Jin: Come out, I promise not to kill you

Luke: I don't!

☆、Chapter 43

From a certain point of view, Luke and Chu Feng are like-minded.

Chu Feng felt that his two suggestions were very reliable, at least more practical than those reference materials on emotional crisis.

He also gave away the ring, and Gu Jin's salary card was also handed over to him. Since Gu Jin has been sick all the time, it is true that the last step has not been taken yet.

Maybe that's the problem, just get some sleep.

Chu Feng chose a sunny day in the dungeon, prepared a sumptuous and low-sugar (?) candlelight dinner, and went out to buy some family planning supplies while the store was still open.

Then he sent a message to Brent and Inceth, who were not yet off work, and asked them to solve the problem of accommodation for tonight by themselves.

Before Gu Jin got off work, he took a flower bath.

Burning incense and bathing, His Majesty did his best to sleep with the queen once.

At 07:30 in the evening, Gu Jin, who did not work overtime, arrived home on time, opened the door, and was stunned for a moment, ignoring the flamboyant man sitting by the table.

Putting down the bag, she took off the heavy coat layer by layer, then changed into fluffy home clothes, sneezing, and added a small vest.

He sat at the table with Nuan Bao in his arms, pushed away the red wine and champagne in front of him, and snorted with a glass of hot water.

Chu Feng suddenly felt that the food on the table was an eyesore.

He stood up, touched Gu Jin's chin with a smile: "Wait a while, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

"Chicken soup."

"understood."

So that night, neither the red wine nor the big meal was used, and they gradually became cold at the table.

The only two people in the room huddled together on the sofa, holding noodle bowls and eating while watching TV.

Gu Jin curled up on the sofa with her head resting on Chu Feng's thigh.

His Majesty watched the TV absently, his fingers ran along the hair from the top of his head, and stayed on the soft flesh of his chin for a while, to relax Gu Jin's scalp.

No matter in my previous life or now, this kind of quiet time at home is rare.

Chu Feng cherishes it very much.

No matter how good a show is, there is a time when it ends.

Gu Jin straightened up and stretched.

Chu Feng's eyes lingered on that white and thin neck for a few seconds: "Will you take a bath?"

"No rush." ​​Gu Jin sat on the sofa, moved her cervical spine, twisted her waist, and then turned over and sat on Chu Feng's lap.

Under Chu Feng's surprised eyes, Gu Jin kissed his Adam's apple...

"I saw what you bought, let me say a word, I don't like strawberry flavor, remember to replace it with lemon next time."

There seemed to be fire burning in Chu Feng's eyes, and he hooked Gu Jin's waist: "Have you taken any medicine, antidiabetic, antihypertensive, cough relief?"

"You are such a mother-in-law..."

Her Majesty the Empress, who accidentally turned against the dragon scale, personally experienced His Majesty's toughness and courage for a night.

Maybe more than one night.

At least at noon the next day, when Brent and Inceth, who selfishly thought that they should clean up their mischief, returned home, the bedroom door was still closed and there was no sound.

The bear in the living room was lying on his stomach sleepily. When he heard the door, he raised half his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at it, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Brent was speechless for a moment in embarrassment.

He also looked at Inseth who seemed to be hanging his head in embarrassment beside him.

"Ahem, let me take you out to eat."

Inseth looked away from the terminal, raised his head and asked Brent, "Whatever...well, do you want to cook red bean rice for them?"

Brent: "...I suggest not, if you don't want the queen to kill you."

Inseth expressed his understanding, and asked again, "What about the Zhuang/Yang soup?"

Brent: "...Chu Feng will strangle you first."

Brent had never seen such a wicked child who could kill him. In order to prevent His Royal Highness the eldest son from dying early, he should put him by his side to watch for two days.

People finally woke up before sunset, Chu Feng was in good spirits, very, very, very good.

It was Gu Jin who had been lying on the bed for several days.

Drowsy, falling asleep more than awake, sometimes waking up without saying a word, when Chu Feng went out to pour water, he fell asleep again.

Looking at his sleeping soundly face, Chu Feng couldn't help but reflect, he's holding back his appetite, so what's the matter?

Even Brent couldn't help looking at him strangely in the end.

Your Majesty, what amazing food did you eat, do you have any recipes?

Until the end, Gu Jin was able to sleep for a whole day, and Chu Feng lay next to him in the middle of the night, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his breath.

Just when Chu Feng couldn't bear it anymore and was about to take him to see a doctor, Gu Jin recovered.

Full of energy and radiant, the Painted Skin Ghost seemed to have absorbed enough yang energy overnight, and even the previous high blood pressure and diabetes were cured without any medicine.

It sounds like a flashback.

Anyway, people are fine.

Chu Feng looked at the figure exercising on the treadmill and Lao Huai was relieved: "Sure enough, I am the good medicine for you."

Gu Jin raised her middle finger with her back to him.

Chu Feng was amused by the lively behavior of his queen, he turned off the treadmill, hung the whole body behind Gu Jin, and put his mouth on the slightly red earlobe: "Is it really healed completely? Do you want to strengthen it? ... more than enough."

Gu Jin pressed the big head that was living in the pit of her neck, and managed to pick up some sporadic rationality before falling into the tide: "The leader of the meeting the day after tomorrow asked me to take you with me."

Chu Feng murmured a damn wild man, put the Queen on his shoulders and walked to the bathroom.

☆、Chapter 44

Carmen was as young as the rumors said, thin and thin, exuding a gloomy temperament all over his body, but it was hard to conceal his outstanding appearance.He is neither Gu Jin's handsome, nor Chu Feng's dazzling domineering appearance, but pure beauty, so beautiful that it even blurs his gender.

He also has waist-length black hair.

And dressed head-to-toe in black, he looked like he had just returned from a crematorium or a garbage bag.

Such a person sitting in the huge conference room is eye-catching.

Chu Feng always felt that his appearance was a bit familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he really couldn't remember.

Carmen was sitting on a high throne, listening to the two parties below. He leaned on the armrest with his chin resting halfway, with a very serious expression, but it would be great if his eyes were not so wandering.

From Carmen down, the long table separates the east and west sides.

The closer you are to the long table, the higher your status.

Chu Feng and Gu Jin sat in the corner of the second row on the west side.

This position is not conspicuous, and it does not affect his ability to hear those people's speech clearly. It is just convenient for him to match the names and faces in the information.

Xiaoshan looks about 50 years old. According to the average age of the empire today, he is an upright man. He does not have an ambitious face, and he looks extraordinarily calm.

Relatively speaking, the other party was a bit out of touch. The person sitting on the west side was an old man with white hair, Hawthorne, whose skin was dry and wrinkled into orange peel. Feng Du wanted to give Gu Jin the remaining cough medicine to him.

Next to him is his groomed successor, a young girl named Lisa.

That girl is more than intelligent but inexperienced, and her skin is not thick enough.

After several confrontations, the opponent's person grabbed the conversation and turned back, and he was forced into a corner not long after.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head.

In this situation, either she was strong enough to overwhelm the opponent with reason and evidence, or she would put on a face and mess around until the opponent sensibly went offline... She didn't do either of these two.

The two groups went back and forth, and finally talked about the key issue - whether to carry out genetic modification.

Brent whispered to Chu Feng in a low voice: "I think they are unfounded. Even if the genetic modification experiment is opened up, with their scientific research strength, they will not be able to do it in three to five hundred years. By then, the grandsons of this group of people will probably die."

"Look, even a layman like you can understand such a simple question." Chu Feng raised his chin forward, "