Chapter 16 LuckyUnlucky
Qiu Ling's understanding of this world was almost entirely based on the Original Owner's memories and the common knowledge she had crammed by browsing her light brain these past few days.She had video called Wu Yan and Yan Zhao, and found them quite harmonious, so she subconsciously assumed all bonded brothers/sworn brothers were harmonious.After all, men were broad-minded and usually busy with their careers; how could they have the time and energy to be confined to a small marriage and family?
Moreover, she was a Cultivator, had never experienced romance, and her thoughts were not particularly delicate.Unexpectedly, there was a large gender imbalance in the Interstellar, and Interstellar marriage law stipulated that women must have at least three husbands, two of whom must be S-Rank, otherwise they would be subject to system matchmaking.This ensured that half of the excellent Warriors had their own families, slightly calming their volatile Mental Energy.
It also ensured that when Warriors fell ill, retired, or aged, the children born to their wives would support them.In reality, most S-Rank and above Warriors had stronger and more domineering personalities.
They could reluctantly share a wife with other men, but their feelings for other family members were very distant, even somewhat repulsed.They could, according to regulations, pay living expenses to their wives and children, but they were reluctant to let their wives bring their children to them to assert their presence, constantly reminding them that their own offspring were difficult to produce, yet they had to be the big suckers raising other people's children!
Unless the child's biological father was gone, only then would some Warriors show genuine affection.Qiu Ling played games on her light brain while listening to gossip.Many of them went to the military zone to accompany their husbands periodically, so they were very familiar with the situation there, and with the developed internet, any news quickly spread online.Qiu Ling had a good memory and could remember everything she heard.
She listened with great interest.Before long, everyone's light brain buzzed, indicating new messages.
"The Fifth Legion's Madam has arrived; we're about to set sail.
..""She's been assigned a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment on the top floor, tsk, unlike us who share a room with another person, and a common living room and bathroom.
.."Sure enough, the flying shuttle began to lift off the ground, accelerating rapidly within a range everyone could tolerate, and the scenery outside the window gradually became a blur!
On Qiu Ling's light brain, she received various service messages from civilian flying shuttle No.
35, along with a map of the flying shuttle, dining times, and menus.She sent Wu Yan and Yan Zhao a message that she had boarded the flying shuttle.
They both wished her a smooth journey.Their conversation was exceptionally polite.Although Qiu Ling lived in a large room with them, she had a single room with an independent bathroom!
More or less, envy, jealousy, and hatred showed in the eyes of the family members, but no one said anything.
Although Wu Yan could not fight now, he was still the Emperor's nephew.
As his family member, even if she didn't own an independent house, she should have some privileges, like staying in such a room.Qiu Ling was usually very low-key.
Except for meals, she spent all her time in her room, either playing games, messaging relatives and friends, or continuing to learn about this world.It must be said that the food on the spaceship was much better than at home, at least it didn't make her feel it was hard to swallow, turning eating into a form of torture, making her consider refining bigu pills!
On the flying shuttle, Qiu Ling's routine became even more chaotic.
The consequence of indulging herself was that she stayed up all night playing games and only fell asleep around 3 AM.When Yan Zhao arrived, she was still a lump under the covers.The light brain Systems of the two were automatically bound after they received their marriage certificate.Therefore, without Qiu Ling's permission, Yan Zhao swiped his light brain and pushed the door open.Qiu Ling suddenly opened her eyes, clutching her slightly dazed head, and looked at the tall and slender man at the door, momentarily stunned.The young man had extremely pure silver hair, gentle grey-blue eyes, and refined, ethereal features.
The smile on his lips carried a sacred purity that transcended the mundane.Qiu Ling belatedly realized that she was already married, and the man before her, who seemed about to ascend to immortality, was one of her husbands, Yan Zhao!
The women outside the door whispered, "Am I.
.. am I not fully awake? Who did I just see?
""Was that Yan Zhao? The Former Holy Son of the Interstellar Sanctuary, he.
.. he's General Wu's sworn brothers?""I think this information is too explosive.
Do you think that woman is lucky or unlucky?
"To say she was unlucky, she was able to marry two men who were particularly famous and once extremely outstanding in the Interstellar.
To say she was lucky, both men had suffered Mental Energy damage and were considered third-degree disabled in the Interstellar!
The noisy sounds were cut off 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 swiped my light brain and came in.
Did I wake you up?"Yan Zhao pursed his lips slightly, a hint of guilt and unease on his face.Qiu Ling was startled for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "No, my routine is irregular.
I... I played games too late last night and couldn't get up.
.."Actually, she had forgotten that he would meet up with her this morning.
It wasn't that her memory was bad and she truly forgot, but rather she hadn't deliberately thought about it, having gotten too absorbed in playing games!
Yan Zhao smiled and, very naturally, pulled out slippers from his Storage Ring to put on.
He then took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door.
"It's fine, I didn't sleep too well last night either.
It's quite boring on the flying shuttle.
We can just catch up on sleep together."Saying this, he went into the bathroom to take a shower, then came out drying his hair, and indeed saw the woman who had just been a bit dazed, now unable to resist her sleepiness, curled up under the covers and asleep.Yan Zhao stood by the bed, slowly drying his hair and observing his newlywed wife, whose face was the only part visible.He used to never understand why people paid so much attention to their appearance.Looks fade easily; even though the lifespan of Interstellar people has generally increased, he felt that no matter what kind of appearance, after looking at it for a long time, one would develop immunity, losing the basic distinction between beauty and ugliness.
Moreover, with advanced medical technology now, cosmetic surgery could be replicated, and even DNA could be intervened with, so there were no ugly men or women among the powerful families.However, the woman before him was exceptionally petite, making him somewhat doubt whether she was even an adult.She was exquisitely sweet and lovely, even in her sleep, like a fruit waiting to be picked, exuding a fatal attraction.He didn't know if it was because their compatibility was high, or if they had gotten married and developed a sense of belonging, but he always felt that every part of her was exactly to his liking, and no matter how he looked, a hint of joy welled up in his heart.Ever since Yan Zhao's Mental Energy was damaged and his Rank dropped, his mind had been dull and aching.
Even the arc of a smile could pull at something, causing shivers of pain throughout his body.At this moment, he unconsciously relaxed his entire body.
After his hair was mostly dry, he simply lifted the covers and lay down beside her.Seeing Qiu Ling, overcome with sleepiness, try to open her eyes, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his embrace, gently patting her back.
Words he used to find cheesy now naturally tumbled from his mouth: "Darling, keep sleeping, I'm here! "