Second Marriage with the Alliance Marshal

“Hey, it’s a pity that his work is going to be wasted, the marshal won’t eat…” The voice came to an abrupt end.

The two chatting servants finally saw who the tall figure was at the door of the kitchen. Their complexion quickly turned from red to white.

York shivered: “Mar, Marshal?!”

He was assigned to the backyard after being transferred to the Marshal’s mansion, and had never had the chance to see the Marshal at all. This time, he finally had a close encounter, but was so scared that it took him a long time to remember to salute.

Marshal Ling didn’t respond, and simply glanced at him.

This glance alone made him feel what is called “an awn on the back, a sharp blade seals the throat”.

York froze in place, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

In fact, an alpha does not need to release pheromones to suppress the other side, often one look can make the weather party instinctively fear for their lives.

Ling Changfeng ignored the two servants, and turned to look at Xu Xinghe: “Where is the injury?”

“Uh…it’s fine, it’s not serious.” Xu Xinghe replied perfunctorily. His eyes peeked at Aaron on his feet, thinking, this cat is so well-bred, the fur is sleek and smooth, and must feel super good when petted.

From Ling Changfeng’s point of view, his little partner is drooping his head at the moment. His thick eyelashes are hanging down softly, like two small brushes, trembling slightly.

He seems a bit wronged, and a bit distracted.

“Give me the medical kit, you all go down.” Marshal Ling’s cold voice sounded in the kitchen.

The two servants who were granted amnesty, handed the medical kit over, and left.

A shadow entered his line of sight, and Xu Xinghe looked up to see that Marshal Ling had walked in front of him.

Xu Xinghe leaned against the edge of the cupboard and had no choice but to ask with wide eyes, “You, you… why?”

Marshal Ling looked at him calmly. “Are you prone to stuttering when you’re nervous? “

Xu Xinghe: “…Who’s nervous!”

If you have something to say, please stay away from me!

Ling Changfeng: “I’ll ask He Han to take you to the treatment cabin in a moment.”

“Ah? No need! This kind of minor injury still needs the treatment cabin?”1he’s asking a rhetorical question

Treatment cabins are high-end medical devices. They can heal wounds quickly, but the cost of each device and for each use are also extremely high. Generally, they are only used by patients with severe trauma.

Lying down in a treatment cabin for this type of small injury is as embarrassing as calling an ambulance to go to the hospital for three stitches.

Marshal Ling lowered his eyes, and his eyes swept across Xu Xinghe’s red palm. “Just here’s burned? Is there any other injury?”

Xu Xinghe: “…”

He suddenly realized that he had been tricked. The other party just changed a method to ask where he’s hurt!

What made him speechless was still behind. Ling Changfeng suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped his fingertips, flipped it back and forth, and then commented lightly without changing his face: “It’s not serious – a light burn, there won’t be blisters.”

Xu Xinghe: “…”

He quickly withdrew his paws like a furious kitten, and slipped sideways several meters away.

His fingertips were still slightly hot.

Ling Changfeng didn’t hold back either, letting the other person’s little finger run across his palm, leaving a tingling itch.

His hand froze for two seconds, then lowered as if nothing had happened.

Marshal Ling unhurriedly opened the medicine box, taking out a disinfectant cotton swab with his long and powerful fingers, then waved at Xu Xinghe without looking back. “Come here, the wound still needs to be disinfected.”

It was impossible for Xu Xinghe to throw himself into the trap, and his head shook like a rattle: “I won’t bother you with such trivial matters, I’ll do it myself.”

Hearing his words, Ling Changfeng raised his eyes and glanced at him. He didn’t force it, and just faintly nodded: “Well, remember to go back and use medicine.”

Xu Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief. Before leaving, he did not forget to pick up two cat biscuits and fed Aaron, who had been waiting for a long time with an impatient face.

Then he picked up his steak and Xiaoqi’s rations again, and planned to go back inside for lunch.

Unexpectedly, Marshal Ling raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and suddenly said, “Let’s eat together.”

Xu Xinghe, who was about to escape, turned his head stiffly. “Ah?”

Ling Changfeng repeated: “Let’s have lunch together.”

Xu Xinghe’s mentality instantly collapsed.

Excuse me???

This lunch took him over an hour to make! He was planning to eat alone!

What’s more, doesn’t he not eat food? Why did he suddenly get interested?

Sure enough, the legends are all lies!

But no matter how reluctant he was, after all, the ingredients and kitchen both belonged to someone else. Xu Xinghe took two seconds to think for a moment. In order to continue using the kitchen in the future, he still agreed to use food first to “bribe” the master of the Marshal’s mansion in front of him.

So he smiled awkwardly: “Let’s go together.”

In the blink of an eye, the news that Marshal Ling was going to eat lunch spread throughout the Marshal’s mansion, causing a thousand waves.

“F*ck!! Marshal is not taking nutritional supplements today?”

“It’s absolutely true! The steward has already sent someone to set up the dining room!”

“I’ll be damned, since the Marshal returned to Capital Star this year, I’ve never seen him eat natural food once in the mansion!”

“I almost forgot that there is a dining room in the house…”

“Why did our marshal suddenly change? Is it because Mr. Xu cooked it himself?”

”The aroma can be smelled across the hall, of course the marshal is moved!”

“Please, what does this have to do with cooking skills? Isn’t the food at the state banquet delicious? Our marshal was still not interested. In the end, it’s still loving one’s house and those inside.”

“It’s really hard to see, but this omega is really good!”

“Hey! Be careful what you say! I just heard that the steward went to talk to York. It seems that he was whispering and was heard by the marshal. Don’t know what the punishment is…”

Although everyone outside was chatting hotly, the atmosphere in the dining room was quite silent.

Xu Xinghe sat at the dining table and savored the fruits of his labor, while Marshal Ling read electronic documents quietly at the other end of the long table, and from time to time he picked up a knife and fork to cut a piece of steak into his mouth.

It looked rather perfunctory.

Xu Xinghe was a little depressed.

He doubted whether Ling Changfeng had damaged taste buds, or had a sense of taste at all.

Any chef wants his food to be taken seriously.

Even if Xu Xinghe is just a half-baked chef.

If he were eating with his friends as usual, he would have started commenting long ago.

It’s a pity that the man in front of him is not his friend, but an Alliance marshal who gallops across the five galaxies, so Chef Xu can only change the way he spoke: “That… working while eating is not good for the digestive system.”

The man on the opposite side of the table moved. Putting down the document, he looked over with a pair of multi-colored pupils that were glowed with cold light.

Xu Xinghe suddenly felt a little regret.

He stopped talking, lowered his head and began to silently eat. At the same time, he sullenly thought to himself: “Never eat with this person again!”

Just as the thought came to his mind, he suddenly heard a voice from the other side: “Okay.”

Xu Xinghe raised his head to see Ling Changfeng turn off the electronic screen and began to concentrate on eating lunch.

Marshal Ling quickly cleared the steak on the plate at the speed of cleaning the battlefield, then put down his knife and fork, and finally commented with four words: “It tastes pretty good.”

At this time, Chef Xu didn’t know that even the highest-level state banquet had never been evaluated by Marshal Ling as “tasting good”.

However, this did not prevent Xu Xinghe from reciprocating with a big smile.

Ling Changfeng was slightly startled and lowered his eyes.

He didn’t know that this smile only came from the joy of a person who loves cooking after hearing diners compliment his cooking skills.

He was taken aback by that bright smile.

The contented young man put his complaints behind him, and turned to look at the master of the Marshal’s mansion with a little anticipation: “Then I can always use the kitchen here in the future?”

Four eyes faced each other, and Ling Changfeng looked at the pair of bright black eyes on the opposite side speechlessly for a while.

After a long while, he said, “Okay.”

After a while, he added, “I’ll ask them to buy more ingredients.”

He wanted to say more, but the smartphone on his wrist rang at this time.

Ling Changfeng glanced at it, didn’t answer, but wiped his mouth, got up and said, “I have to go out for something, and can only come back at night.”

“Oh.” Xu Xinghe nodded in confusion, not understanding why the marshal had to explain things to him.

Ling Changfeng didn’t say any more, turned around and went out.

As an Alliance marshal, he has no marriage leave.

A special vehicle had been waiting outside for a long time when he stepped out of the gate of the mansion.

Marshal Ling returned Qin Yuan’s call. The moment he connected, Major General Qin Yuan began to bombard wildly: “Old man, you’re finally willing to answer my call? You’re almost late for the meeting! Don’t you usually come to meetings early??”

Although Qin Yuan knew better than anyone that Marshal was not late for his old age, and the meeting wouldn’t start until he arrived, but because Marshal Ling usually has a strong sense of time, his subordinates followed suit and were very punctual.

Marshal Ling leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. He didn’t even bother lifting his eyelids at his adjutant’s words. “There’s time.”

Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and said, “I know there’s time — I contacted the Air Orbit Bureau to open an emergency passage on S-02 for you. Please fly over as soon as possible… eh? Did anything good happen today?”

Major General Qin suddenly changed the subject and looked at Marshal Ling at the other end of the video in shock.

Ling Changfeng said blankly: “It’s nothing.”

Major General Qin continued to be shocked: “But you seem to be in a good mood…”

Marshal Ling replied blankly: “You are wrong.”

Qin Yuan: “… “

Major General Qin opened his mouth and suddenly realized something. His anxious tone quickly morphed into a hippie smile. “I almost forgot that you are a man with a family now. How is it? The wedding night, last night did you…”

Ling Changfeng opened his eyes, and simply turned off the video.

 

Hahaha, everyone (MC, Qin Yuan…) eyes are popping out at LCF’s antics.

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1he’s asking a rhetorical question