Interstellar Marriage: Professor Han’s Sassy Wife Fucked Again

Sure enough, after today's morning meeting of the mission, Commander Sim specifically stayed with Yu Rong and briefed her on yesterday's talks with the Jersey side.

"Jersey is indeed testing our attitude. There seems to be signs of loosening the tone, but it has not yet clearly proposed the start of a second round of negotiations." Commander Sim was in a rare good mood today and chatted with Yu Rong for two more days. Sentence, "Things are currently developing in the direction you envisioned. I'm afraid you won't be able to return to the main star this time. If there is anything you want to take with you, I will help you take it back."

Yu Rong thought about her meager suitcase and shook her head.

"Your father would buy some local specialties and bring them back home whenever he went to a place." Commander Sim fell into memories, "That was on the third planet. We were all just low-level commanders at that time. His superiors only gave him half a day off. In order to buy local special snacks to take back, he traveled three streets and almost missed the evening gathering.

He should still be pursuing your mother at that time..."

Dad's diary never mentioned that he would bring gifts home. Perhaps he felt that there was no need to record such small things in his diary.

Yu Rong's heart skipped a beat, but then she thought about it, even if she bought it back, who would she need to give it to? Cheng Ai himself is on the second planet, so there is no need to bring him specialties...

Professor Han!

Yu Rong suddenly remembered her nominal husband. Even if it was a fake marriage, Professor Han was still her teacher, her friend, and her companion. When traveling far away, it seems appropriate to bring back something for your friends.

But now that all the shops on the street are closed, where can I buy second-star specialties? However, Yu Rong finally accepted Commander Sim's kindness and said that if he encountered something special, he would ask Commander Sim to help bring it back.

At noon, Jersey prepared a practice banquet and invited all members of the mission.

Yu Rong looked at Yi Liyan smiling on the throne, and then looked down at the plate of fried rice in front of her. She felt a little dazed for a moment, as if she had returned to the canteen of United University.

If you think about it from another perspective, as the Queen of Jersey, Ellie would be worried that the main star garrison would threaten Jersey's independence.

But... Yu Rong scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth. For such a big practice banquet, she still remembered that she couldn't eat Western food, so she specially served fried rice instead. There was also a noodle dish on the menu, presumably because of Yili's special instructions.

Yu Rong lowered his head and smiled. They were still friends, but because of their current identities, their friendship was a little... impure.

Commander Sim glanced at Yu Rong, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and urged Yu Rong with his eyes.

Yu Rong nodded, took the water glass and took a sip. She looked towards the throne and found that Yili was talking to Vincent and didn't pay attention here. Yu Rong gently placed the water glass on the dining table and stood up to leave...

Strolling to the garden of the palace, a field of white flowers that I have never seen before is in full bloom and swaying gently in the wind. The flower shape is very weird and irregular, different from common flowers.

The gardener of the palace was squatting under the roots of the tree and tending to it carefully. Judging from the way he moved slowly and gently, it seemed that the flowers were worth a lot of money.

Yu Rong was curious, so she approached this strange flower and casually asked the gardener next to her, "What kind of flower is this?"

The gardener looked up and saw that the woman in front of him was wearing a guard uniform. He knew that she was a member of the Main Star Mission. The palace had previously told her that there was a banquet in the palace today, so if you meet any distinguished guests, you should be careful.

The gardener moved his feet half a step back and answered carefully, "This is a ghost orchid, an extremely rare plant that requires very high cultivation conditions. It usually grows in swamps." "Swamp?" Yu Rong stepped lightly. The ground underfoot, the soil of the palace garden, although soft, does not feel like a swamp. "But there is no swamp here. Can we still survive?"

The gardener carefully introduced, "There is naturally no swamp in the palace, but the former queen and now the queen mother liked this plant very much, and the former king ordered it to be transplanted from the swamp.

This kind of flower is very difficult to cultivate and has very high requirements on soil, climate, humidity, microorganisms, and trees. Every day I have to observe the soil and the trees where the ghost orchid lives to ensure that the ghost orchid can grow normally in this kind of soil. "

Yu Rong nodded, not interested in such delicate flowers. She stood in the garden and watched the breeze blowing by. These strange-shaped flowers were swaying gently in the wind, and she could not appreciate the beauty of this flower bed at all.

The old gardener looked at the sparse flowers and sighed, "But no matter how careful I am, half of such delicate flowers will die every year.

In the past, the king would send people to search for ghost orchid seedlings in swamps every year and then transplant them to the palace. This year, there were many things to do, so he put them on hold and did not transplant new ones. Therefore, there were not many flowers blooming this year. In previous years, ghost orchids were in full bloom. At this time, the sea of ​​flowers becomes even more beautiful.

The king brings the queen here every year to enjoy the flowers. This year, hey..."

"What happened this year?" Yu Rong asked.

"The flowers bloomed early this year. In early June, just as a few plants were blooming, the old king fell ill and then disappeared.

Then came the war again, and now the Queen Mother is also ill. I'm afraid no one will come to see the ghost orchids this year..." The gardener shook his head, not knowing whether he was regretting the sudden death of the old king or regretting the loss of the flowers he had worked so hard to care for. People appreciate it.

Yu Rong thought about the feasibility of picking a precious flower that was not available on the main star as a specialty and giving it to Professor Han, "How long will the flowering period of this flower last?"

The old gardener put the flower shovel back into the bucket, "The flowering season of ghost orchids is usually between June and August. Even if the climate is warm, they will all wither by the end of August."

It's still too late. I don't know if this flower can survive in a pot. It should be possible. The spaceship can reach the main star in one day. Regardless of whether it can survive after arriving on the main star, it would be good to at least let Professor Han see it fresh.

Yu Rong squatted down excitedly, reached out and grabbed a ghost orchid, and brought it close to her eyes to take a closer look. This flower has a strange shape and no fragrance, but when you touch it lightly, pollen gets on your hands. Yu Rong quickly got up and wiped it off with the handkerchief he brought with him.

The old gardener looked at Yu Rong's rude action, and the flesh on his face was trembling. He thought to himself why the people from the Main Star Mission were so rude. If the old king was still here and saw someone treating the queen's beloved flowers like this, he would definitely be angry. Severe punishment!

Yu Rong was looking at the flowers in her hands before she could figure out anything, when a voice came from behind her, "Yu Rong..."

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