Chapter 145: He Isnāt Little Ears; He Is Yue Zhongxian
The letters from Fred and Enzo were tucked into a single envelope. As soon as she tore it open, two waves of intense longing rushed toward her.
“Tangtang, I miss you. I really, really miss you. I think of you every day when I eat and when I sleep.”
She missed them dearly as well.
“I touch my anklet every day; the patterns on it have been worn smooth by my fingers.”
Huh?
Didn’t I give him a bracelet?
Did Fred misunderstand something?
“I take it off to sniff it every day. My collar doesn’t even smell like your pheromones anymore. However, I discovered that it doesn’t just have to be worn around the neck; it can also…”
Also what?
Where else did Enzo put it besides his neck?
“Tangtang, don’t worry about our safety. The war is going very smoothly. Under General Aslan’s leadership, we have been conquering territories and advancing deep into enemy lines. We will reach their Central City soon.”
“For the first time, I feel that fighting is a joyful thing. It allows me to forget everything. But the moment I stop, I start missing you. Missing you without being able to see you feels like a physical ache in my heart.”
“The staff officers originally predicted that we could end the war this month and completely wipe out System X. However, we didn’t expect their federal leader, Austin, to suddenly differentiate into an SS-grade combat male. It might take a bit more time to resolve.”
“Tangtang, while we are away, remember to take care of yourself. Eat well, sleep well…”
“I look forward to the war ending soon so I can stay by your side forever.”
Su Miantang felt a warmth in her heart after reading. All her previous worries about their safety on the battlefield vanished into thin air.
She set it down gently and tore open Aslanās letter.
Since the war was so simple for Fred and Enzo, then for her “Little Sweetheart” with his off-the-charts combat power, it surely wouldn’t be an issue.
With that thought, she opened the page, only to be startled by the first few lines.
“Master, Iām injured.”
“Master, I think Iāve developed mental anxiety. I can’t sleep at all, night after night.”
“Master, Iām so hungry, and so thirsty. Thereās nothing here…”
How could this be?!
He was injured?
He was the Empireās God of War, an SS-grade mutant beastman. His last injury was from a miasma bomb.
Insomnia? Mental anxiety? No food, no water? Was the war too difficult, resources too scarce, or the mental and physical pressure too high?
But Fred and Enzoās letters were full of ease and warmth. Could it be they were only reporting good news and hiding the bad?
Her heart immediately leaped into her throat, only for her to see…
“My heart has cracked open because I miss Master too much. When I return, Iāll need pheromone treatmentāa lot of itāto heal.”
“The military beds are too hard, and the smell of the battlefield is too foul. Itās not soft like Master, nor as fragrant as Master. Lanlan must be holding Master while doing xxxxxx to Master to fall asleep.”
“The food here is terrible, and the water is hard to drink. There isn’t even a bottle of milk. When I go back, I want to drink Master’s xxxx and eat Master’s xxxxx.”
“Last night, I dreamed of doing xxxxxxxxx with Master…”
“When I return, I want to xxxxxx with Master…”
The contents of the multi-page letter were almost entirely “censored.”
Lines of black appeared on Su Miantangās forehead as she read.
She suddenly understood why he used his combat power to encrypt the letter. It wasn’t that he didn’t want the “Big Golden Retriever” to see it; it was that he couldn’t let him see it.
This lustful tiger!
Even war couldn’t vent his overflowing male hormones.
With a flushed face, she reached the end and finally saw a serious sentence.
“Master, I miss you so much.”
Beside it was a simple sketch of a small white tiger wagging its tail, tilting its head with the character for ‘King’ on its forehead, looking at her with bright eyesāexactly as he did when she used to look after him.
She couldn’t help but smile, her fingertip gently stroking the drawing as she whispered, “Master misses you too.”
On the interstellar battlefield, the Imperial General who had applied his combat power to the letter felt the response of the little femaleās pheromones. A refined curve touched his lips as he pressed a deep kiss onto the red ribbon on his chest.
Master.
After reading the letters, Su Miantang put them in her storage cabinet like precious treasures. After a thought, she turned back and added an encryption lock, fearing someone might accidentally stumble upon Lanlanās letter and think she was secretly reading erotica.
Ding-dongā
The doorbell suddenly rang.
She walked over and opened it. “Little Ears, is it you… Big Golden Retriever? Why are you here?”
She was somewhat pleasantly surprised.
Lately, he had been so busy with government affairs that his messages only came in the middle of the night. It was rare for him to be free these past two days.
Just as she was about to invite him in, she saw his grave expression.
“Big Golden Retriever, whatās wrong?”
“Tangtang.” Jun Chengyin looked down at her, a flicker of worry in his azure pupils. “I have something to tell you. Don’t be sad when you hear it.”
“What is it?”
Seeing his face so grim, her heart skipped a beat.
“Itās not Fred, Enzo, or Lanlan, is it? Did something happen to them?”
“No.”
Phew~
Thatās good.
She let out a long sigh of relief. “Then what is it?”
“That ‘Little Ears’ by your side isn’t an ordinary herbivorous beastman. He is the hegemon of the Moonrise Galaxy, Yue Zhongxian.”
“What?” The smile on her lips froze, followed by disbelief. “How is that possible?”
“Itās true.”
Jun Chengyin looked at her steadily.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he activated the holographic projection screen in the living room, projecting everything he had seen through the Heavenly Eye Pearl and his Double Pupil Power.
Inside the luxurious and familiar Rockefeller Castle, a Mecha Warrior with massive, sharp silver armor descended.
He tossed aside his armor with a flourish and lay lazily on a sofa. His long eyes were slightly closed, and his face was as exquisite as a high-tech AI synthesis.
He looked exactly like the “Immortal of the Moon action figure” Little Ears had given her. There was even an identical tear mole under his left eye.
Yue Lingās mother, the noble Duchess Hilary, walked enthusiastically and dotingly to his side, introducing various outstanding females to him.
However, he scattered the photos all over the floor.
Duchess Hilary sighed sadly. “You don’t know, but I heard a miracle happened in the Central Star System recently. An SSSS-grade female was bornāthe Supreme Sovereign of the World. I can’t help but think how wonderful it would be if she were in our Moonrise Galaxy. Imagine what high-quality genes and grades her descendants would have. It’s such a pity…”
“Enough.”
He listened impatiently, then picked up his armor to leave.
“Just you wait. Iāll go and capture that SSSS-grade Supreme female from the Central Star for you so she can birthe a litter of little bunnies.”
“Tangtang.”
At this point, Jun Chengyin handed her a photograph.
“The ‘Immortal of the Moon’ in the video is Little Ears. This is a photo of him before he was eighteen, before he differentiated into a Mecha Warrior.”
Su Miantang took it, and her gaze instantly froze.
The youth in the photo looked exactly like Little Ears.
However, the background and his demeanor were entirely different.
He sat on the main throne of Rockefeller Castle, stood before vast armies, and walked through battlefields thick with smoke…
His expression was wicked, arrogant, and disdainful of everything, as if the entire world were within his grasp.
He was completely different from the well-behaved youth who loved to smile, always clung to her acting spoiled, and called her “Sister.”
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