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Chapter 8 - Zong He: He's My Partner

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At 3 p.m. on March 31, 1587 on the new star calendar, after three years, the undefeated Marshal Zong He of the Mythical Imperial Army recovered from his wounds and returned to β Ursae Minoris!

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When the battleship representing Zong He’s status appeared over β Ursae Minoris, everybody shouted with excitement. The backbone of the Empire had returned!

After the news was spread on the StarNetwork, many forces had been curious. The Royal family, in order to reassure the people, dispatched the reporters of the Royal Newspaper. Unfortunately, the Marshal’s warship did not stop at the β Ursae Minoris Turnover Station and returned directly to the Marshal’s residence, a small artificial planet only half an hour away from the Royal Empire.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

The reporters were blocked by escorts, and could only photograph Marshal Zong He steadily stepping down from the warship in military uniform. He held a young man in his arms, blocking him from view so that they couldn’t see him clearly. However, from the young man’s side profile, he was an Asian beauty, but the key point was that the Marshal cared about him very much.

After the news was released, many people wondered: who was the Asian youth? What was his relationship with the Marshal?

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While the people were speculating, Tang Wan helped the sweating Zong He to their bedroom, frowning at his pale face, his heart incomparably tired. This man was too ambitious. He had just been awake for three days, using a wheelchair to move around instead of walking in the sanatorium. Now, he endured walking home from the battleship, did he want to die?

“Quickly lie down and take off your coat.” Tang Wan knew the way Zong He thought, but he couldn’t say anything. He could only do what a partner should, taking ahold of his sleeve and tugging off his uniform, putting it away on a hanger, and helping him take off his boots. Zong He opened his eyes, took a deep look at Tang Wan, and closed them again. Tang Wan took a quilt from the cabinet and draped it over him. As soon as he wanted to leave, Zong He pulled at his wrist. Tang Wan bent down and told him, “I’ll go and call a military doctor.”

Zong He still refused to let go. “No, sit here and watch me sleep. Don’t go.”

Tang Wan had no choice but to sit, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. When feeling sick, why did he act like a child? He still knew how to act spoiled?

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“Since I already promised to come back with you, I won’t talk about divorce anymore. You have my word.”

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Zong He closed his eyes without another sound. He obviously didn’t believe Tang Wan, so he pulled on his hand and didn’t let go. Tang Wan could only sit by the bed and watch him sleep.

Lin Bo was anxious and came to take a look. He found that the two were sleeping hand in hand and the expression on his old face became relieved. Young people, ah, the development of feelings was incredibly fast. So, without saying anything, Lin Bo turned his head and left.

Zong He was brought up by Lin Bo, who had remained unmarried for his entire life and devoted all of his efforts to Zong He. Although Lin Bo was an old servant, in a sense, he played the role of both Zong He’s parents. Under those circumstances, in order to protect Zong He and allow him to grow up peacefully, Lin Bo was never as kind and innocent as he appeared. He had a pair of sinister eyes. Tang Wan was neat and tidy, and his laugh was warm and sweet, Lin Bo also knew that he liked those with a sense of propriety. As he had said, Tang Wan was much more sensible than his peers. The young couple was good-tempered, and now, their relationship was developing well. Lin Bo was happy to go out and talk.

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How many nobles wanted to attach themselves to Zong He, this big tree. However, their only chance was cut off. The nobles were confused, where on earth had this vixen come from?!

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Many nobles wanted to find a way to visit Zong He, unwilling to give up the opportunity to learn more about the new wife’s background. They were all rejected by Lin Bo, who said that ‘The Marshal’s body hadn’t fully recovered, and he needed to quietly rest and recuperate.’ There was no mention of Tang Wan. Who were they to ask freely about the Marshal’s partner?

So, the days spent at the Marshal’s residence were still and quiet. Tang Wan did not feel out of place; his only concern was: Da Zhuang hadn’t returned in a good number of days. Lin Bo told him that Da Zhuang needed to go to preschool, and he could not come over often. Tang Wan was happy for Da Zhuang, the little cub was growing up.

In the evening, a few days later, Tang Wan cut some budding flowers in the garden and placed them in a vase filled with water. On the road, he ran into Lin Bo. He went over and asked, “Lin Bo, I want to buy some things from the internet, but I don’t know what to write for the receiving address. Should I use the Marshal’s residence?”

Lin Bo smiled and touched his beard. “You can’t use the Marshal’s residence, as ordinary people can’t get close. The courier might be considered a suspicious person and bombed by the electronic defense system.” Lin Bo agreeably gave Tang Wan a temporary address. “Use this address when you buy something, someone will deliver them here when they arrive.”

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Tang Wan thanked the other party with a smile, “I understand, thank you.”

Lin Bo looked at the flowers in his hand, “Would you like to put them in the study or in the bedroom?”

Tang Wan smiled, eyes curved, “Put it on the windowsill of the living room, it would make the place more lively and be comfortable to look at.”