I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

91: 91 91: 91 The Emperor: “…” The Emperor: “Marshal, before you begin your leave, can we first discuss the issue concerning your successor–” The line was cut off with a snap.

Gu Gui pulled the emperor into the blacklist once again, clicking on the unhelpful button.

Many thoughts that had been lingering in his mind vanished, and his eyes fell back on the busy figure who was working diligently.

The afternoon temperature was slightly warmer than the morning and evening, but it’s still freezing when you’re outside for a long time, not to mention the long hours spent squatting on the ground planting seeds.

The young omega planted the vines with great care.

The bloodthirsty vines rubbed tamely against his side, and the fluffy little balls bounced around on the swings between the vines.

The normally bloodthirsty vines did not attack but instead opened their mouths as if smiling in a tolerant and naive way.

When they got tired of playing, they rolled around and fell on Lu Chiqiu’s head, trying to make a nest with his hair in their mouths.

Lu Chiqiu chuckled before gently removing them from his head.

With one hand, he pressed them on the ground and a soft grass leaf was created and coiled into a comfortable nest, which the bloodthirsty vines carried back to the tree branch.

The bloodthirsty vines diligently played the guest performer role as a natural lift, and the pale sunlight lazily shone through the soft willow branches and glistened on the sharp teeth.

The style of the painting was in subtle and inexplicable harmony with the whole garden.

Gu Gui stood there for a while with a soft smile in his eyes and carefully lightened his movements as he made his way back to the hovercraft.

Since his wife had wanted to surprise him, he should not break the warmth and softness of this expectation.

The Imperial Marshal’s heart was sweet, gluing everywhere in his body as he walked back to the door with a lighter step, acting as if he had just returned home.

He was about to enter when a thought suddenly occurred to him, and he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and slow down.

He had disguised himself so carefully and yet, Lu Chiqiu actually discovered his true aesthetic.

It must have been the First Commander who had tipped him off.

Confident in his own cover-up, the Marshal was adamant in thinking that it wasn’t himself who had gone wrong and firmly decided that it must have been the First Commander who had taken the bad stand, violating the strategic alliance treaty they had reached, and told the truth to his young wife on the way to fetch him.

I’ll go back and add three more days of confinement.

The Marshal with a very strict view on rewards and punishments coldly thought.

He let his footsteps trigger the sensor on the door of the villa.

He hadn’t gone far from the door when he was greeted by his little wife, who came running to him.

The cold Marshal melted instantly, smiling as he pulled his thick ink cape and wrapped him up tightly, ducking his head to give him a kiss on his face.

“Are you cold?” It must be freezing.

The temperature outside was so low that the emperor, for example, with a weaker alpha constitution, would have chosen to wear a special protective suit, but Lu Chiqiu only wore a thin shirt.

He even rolled up the cuffs and left the collar slightly open, revealing his delicate porcelain white collarbones.

The shirt was soaked in sweat, and it was being blown through by the cold wind.

Even with Lu Chiqiu’s almost constant temperature all year round, his body was still cold and the Marshal slightly shivered.

It is time to swoop over and carry the person home.

With the silent condemnation of his momentarily softened heart, Gu Gui tightened his arms, allowing more of his warmth to be transmitted to the body in his arms.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a cool and soft palm suddenly pressed against his eyes.

“…have a surprise.” Thinking of the way how Lu Chiqiu looked excited back then, Gu Gui’s heart was overflowed with warmth.

Obediently following his movements and closing his eyes, he smiled warmly.

“What do you want to show me?” He moved his palm away slightly, and the broad and soft grass blades covered his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Noticing the liveliness and enthusiasm of the person beside him, Gu Gui couldn’t help but smile, and let Lu Chiqiu completely blindfold his eyes.

Even in the darkness, he accurately grabbed his thin shoulders, took off his cloak, and wrapped his little wife tightly with it.

The undissipated body temperature was quickly passed over, carrying the slightly cold cedar aroma of the marshal’s body.

The thick cloak was as warm as his hug so he completely opened his chest and shoulders without taking any precaution.

Lu Chiqiu looked up between his arms, a smile shifting in his eyes as he raised his hand to wrench his broad shoulders and kissed his grass-covered eyes.

“Come with me.” The hand clutched in his palm had warmed quickly.

The Marshal was extremely satisfied with his judgment and gripped the hand firmly back, relaxing his mind completely and allowing his young wife to lead him forward.

Fear of the dark is one of the oldest and most ancient inheritances rooted in human genetic instinct.

People say they are afraid of the darkness, but actually, they are afraid of the unknown that lies behind it.

It is normal to feel uneasy when one’s vision is blocked, to seek means to defend oneself, to find ways to escape from such a situation – but now, Gu Gui only felt at peace.

It was like trudging through an ice field, windy and snowy, walking alone.

He was always guarding the empire with a strong stance, with the sharpest blade at all times.

It was also the easiest blade to break.

For a long time, he did not feel tired nor could he be tired.

But now, that plain of ice was changed.

There were vibrant, soft green vines, tinkling springs, golden sunlight sliding down the leaves, and a hand holding him – holding him, pulling him back from the edge of the galaxy, guiding him through the darkness and then perched in the brightest of lights.

Such a thought suddenly made the marshal, who had always been iron-willed and resolute, wanted to shed tears.

“All right… watch out.” Lu Chiqiu pulled him to a standstill and deliberately and carefully guided him to avoid a pothole.

He waved his hand to dissolve the grass and leaves solidified by his spiritual power and was about to speak when he was suddenly drawn into a slight daze by the marshal’s reddish, red eyes.

The air shifted suddenly and quieted down.

…How did it become like this?

“Are you allergic to this?

Next time I’ll change it–” It is true that plant allergies do occasionally occur.

These grass leaves were used to calm the spirit and brighten the mind, so Lu Deng originally intended to relax his seemingly nervous lover, but he did not expect that the marshal, who was strong and resistant to falling and beating, would be allergic to this grass.

Allergies could be serious or mild, and most of them didn’t take long to pass, but they inevitably caused pain and itchiness for a while, and the cold wind might make it even worse.

Not expecting the possibility of the marshal crying at all, Lu Deng got serious and replaced the herb with another one with anti-allergic effects and rubbed it in his palms.

Wrapping the back of the marshal’s taut, hard shoulders, he dipped his fingertips in the juice to apply it.

“Close them again.” The Marshal, who was determined not to admit that he was suddenly crying, remained stiff and tense as he closed his eyes in cooperation with the treatment.

… In the darkness, the temperature suddenly perked up.

The specially made thick ink cloak of the imperial marshal for his grand interstellar patrol was easily thrown out by the young omega, enveloping both of them together, and the soft body sticking without boundaries against his chest.

His fingertip dabbed on the freshly squeezed plant juice and delicately smeared it over his closed eyes.

Occasionally, it accidentally brushed against his eyelashes.

The soft force swept over his eyelashes which he hastily closed for him.

The gentle flow of air brushed against him, and even with his eyes closed, the Marshal could still guess what his little wife was doing.

Subtle currents of electricity shot up his spine, sending a trail of crisp little sparks that crackled through his heart and made half of his body vaguely tingle.

The Marshal coughed lightly and changed his posture with much difficulty.

In order to match the omega’s character, Lu Chiqiu’s height was slightly shorter than that of the marshal.

In order to see clearly, he had to tiptoe to hold his shoulders.

He was blowing seriously so that the concoction would dry faster when the bend of his leg was suddenly picked up by a strong and firm force and he was swept off his feet.

Gu Gui opened his eyes, lowered his head, his eyes focusing on his little wife, and kissed him gently.

“I’m fine.” If he says it’s fine, then it’s fine.

SSS-level physical fitness was so strong.

Although they were all interstellar worlds, the specific physical strength of each world had different settings.

Even if the marshal claimed that the allergic eyes got better as soon as they were closed and opened, it was not surprising.

Lu Chiqiu tiptoed and took a closer look before confirming that those eyes were indeed no longer red, only then curled his eyebrows in reassurance.

He cupped his hand and brought them in front.

“Surprise–” “Let me see.” When he saw the clear starlight in his little wife’s soft black eyes, Gu Gui couldn’t help but smile, nuzzling his forehead hair indulgently and looking at him.

It must be a courtyard of bloodthirsty vines, living happily with other clean-looking plant animals, and making nice little nests for the little furballs to sleep in.

His own spiritual giant eagle might not even have a place to sleep.

Occasionally, the pitiful spiritual giant eagle could only crouch on the roof.

Since his body’s sensations and the marshal’s spiritual power were connected, the Marshal could only grit his teeth and endure throughout the night under the warm quilt, shivering like a ruined eagle by the bitterly cold wind.

As his spiritual form was not of the same weight as these little furry bunches, the Marshal knew better than to be jealous, but a subtle hint of envy still grew in his heart.

The nest made by the little wife’s hands, the spiritual power, and the body were in tune… Determined not to disappoint his young wife’s heart-filled expectations, the marshal, who had peeked at the surprise earlier in the day, perked up and was about to perform a big gasp of surprise at a yard of soft, lovely bloodthirsty vines when his gaze suddenly froze on the sight before him.

The consumption of plant spiritual power was much lower than that of animals.

If it was the whim of the owner of plant spiritual power, he could even create a virtual forest with his bare hands for as long as he wanted.

So.

Gu Gui was not surprised that Lu Chiqiu would turn his home into a blood vine forest.

But he really didn’t expect – to see the situation in front of him.

The blood vines, which had been dancing freely, grew in unison at the urging of the main body.

Their strong, tough, almost metallic bodies were firmly entwined, weaving and twisting lovingly, enveloping the entire villa below.

A large, sheltered from the wind and rain, a beautiful and delicate yet extremely strong and sturdy bird’s nest, overlaid at the very top of the villa.

“Home… I’ve tided all things up.” Lu Chiqiu’s voice rang in his ears, softly and slowly, hiding a little bit of anticipation that was difficult to detect.

The hand wrapping his shoulders and neck tightened, and his cheeks, which had been warmed by the ink cloak, pressed against the marshal’s slightly tensed neck.

“Come back every time, all right?” The marshal’s hand shook and his breath instinctively held.

He couldn’t speak.

The marshal got an allergic reaction[mfn]In reference to their previous interaction where the marshal teared up and said he was allergic to cover it up[/mfn].

This never-seen-before kind of joy that consumed all negative emotions in one stroke with righteous ardor was being held at the tip of his heart.

No matter what you do, you don’t have to worry about losing it.

A strong and eager joy came up from the bottom of his heart, making him feel a little helpless.

He thought he had been surprised enough.

The Marshal straightened his back, in a final struggle against turning into a human fountain.

As Gu Gui wasn’t saying anything, Lu Deng faintly grew a little more worried.

He was not worried that the imperial marshal would indulge in a myriad of military affairs every day without returning home.

He only worried that Gu Gui would once again choose to sacrifice himself for the sake of the empire at some point – which was why he would rather risk his identity being exposed and deliberately let him know his true strength.

He was not trying to stop Gu Gui from guarding the empire as a marshal.

He just wanted Gu Gui to take him along when he carried out this responsibility.

This is Gu Gui’s homeland, and he is willing to help him guard it.

But, he also wants Gu Gui to go home.

Their home.

Such thoughts, which could be called weak, were more or less inappropriate for a marshal who has forged himself into a purely sharp blade.

Even though his lover does not always think the same due to the additional influence of the persona code in many worlds, some things that are rooted in his heart do not change.

The stubbornness that cannot be easily shaken once decided, the almost naive trust in human nature, the temperament that seems a little silly even to ordinary people, that never turns back even when it has been wiped into the dusty mud by fate.

Even though he had thought of a way to deal with all the problems, it was still hard to guarantee that Gu Gui would not, when faced with a certain life-or-death decision, force him into an escape pod and throw him back, then go off alone into a raging tide of beasts strong enough to tear any prey apart.

For Gu Gui, there may be many more important things than going home.

Like the war, the army, the empire, or even his safety and security.

The two people’s thoughts were completely different.

While Lu Deng was worried about whether to follow the advice given by the First Army Commander and conduct further friendly negotiations with his lover, the marshal couldn’t hold back anymore.

Strong and powerful arms hugged the soft body tightly into his arms, and a hurricane instantly swelled under the feet of the two of them.

The spiritual giant eagle cried and rose up the wind, unfolding its wings which were as sharp as iron, carrying two people straight into the sky and hovering for half a circle before landing firmly in the blood vine nest that has just been set up.

Lu Deng had also deliberately laid soft hay in a thick layer.

Gu Gui hugged him tightly.

There is no one who does not want to stay, no one – if a person never stays, it is only because he has not yet found that little piece of heaven to anchor himself in.

That’s all there is to it.

The giant eagle placed them in the nest, its huge wings firmly wrapping the entire nest, shielding it from the bitterly cold wind, from the frost and snow swords.

Gu Gui kissed him deeply in the quiet and warm darkness.

Lu Chiqiu raised his head to respond but tasted a cold and salty taste.

“Does it matter if–” With some worry in his heart, Lu Chiqiu took his arm and pulled away from him a bit.

To cry so hard, the marshal should not be allergic to the blood vines.

If he is allergic to hay, I have to change it… Gu Gui didn’t give him time to speak again, or even give him the chance to think more about which grass was appropriate.

Deep, intense kisses poured down like a storm and melted into still water between soft lips and teeth.

This time, Gu Gui kept kissing his little wife in his arms until he could not breathe before finally pulling back.

When physical qualities were equal, the difference between victory and defeat became one of kissing skills.

Quickly catching the technique, the marshal pulled back slightly and took his sharply panting lover between his arms, dropping kisses as softly as starlight.

The soft fluff under the giant eagle’s wings was shoved down by him without hesitation to make Lu Chiqiu’s body completely comfortable.

He raised his hand and gently peeled off his shirt.

“I’ll go home, I’ll definitely come back.” Gu Gui took a deep breath, not knowing how to continue to reassure his little wife.

His lips and teeth trembled as he touched them, cupping Lu Chiqiu’s face with one hand again and gazing down into those soft, dark eyes.

There are many things that are important to him.

Duty, honor, mission, empire, guardianship.

He is the Marshal of the Empire, the leader of the army, the dam, and the patron saint in which the people place their faith.

He will uphold all this, will take up the responsibility, and will lay a solid defense for his homeland with his flesh and blood, even his life.

But he was also Gu Gui.

He also had, like himself, the things he valued most.

Gu Gui pursed the corners of his lips, feeling like he should be like those tutorials he saw, saying something touching and sweet to serve as their testimony and elaboration.

Although this was an extremely difficult challenge for the Imperial Marshal, he was still determined to do it – this was his little wife, and what was expected between other partners, his little wife would get nothing less.

As if sensing his hardship, Lu Chiqiu looked at him quietly, his eyes holding a whole river of stars.

“Chiqiu.” Gu Gui’s palm moved, his rough fingertips caressing his eyebrows with reassurance for the first time, his pupils staring deeply into those dark eyes.

“I may never be able to – I can’t give up my duty.

This is the planet I was born on, with countless husbands and wives, old people and children, who are waiting for me to watch over… but you are just as important as it is.

Exactly the same.” Gu Gui gazed at him and took a deep breath, organizing his words with much difficulty.

“In galaxies, planets rotate, bound by their core stars, and even if it goes farther around, it always comes back – I used to wonder if that shouldn’t be called binding.” The magnitude of the gravitational force is determined by gravity.

The planet is willing to return because that one planet at its core is too important to it, too important to resist the attraction of a force that strong.

It is so important that even if the distance is temporarily pulled away due to force majeure[mfn]Anna: Force majeure is a French term that literally means “greater force.” It is related to the concept of an act of God, an event for which no party can be held accountable, such as a hurricane or a tornado[/mfn],it will be pulled back with all the strength in a blink of an eye.

Forever and ever.

Lu Chiqiu looked up at him, his eyes lit up with stars inside.

When he had finished what he wanted to say, Gu Gui breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled at his lover’s gaze, leaning down to cover him and embracing him completely.

Fifty-five days was nothing.

They would be together for another fifty-five centuries.

Long enough for the stars to fade and the milky way to fall apart, long enough for time to freeze at the end of the universe, and for the trails of each passing meteor to be etched on the trails of their love for each other.

With a ding, a small number named “I’m not the emperor” sent a friend request, and in the remark, he offered to provide a box of kidney strengthening nutritional juice but was ruthlessly dragged into the blacklist by the marshal.

❊ Military confinement room.

The First Army Commander, finally free of the mansion given to him by the marshal, was happily ensconced in his three-meter square confinement cell, rolling back and forth comfortably, when the sound of faint footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.

Must act cool in front of outsiders.

Remembering the marshal’s teachings, the First Army Commander instantly cooled down and stoically resumed his kneeling posture, smoothing out his uniform and body, just as the unexpected visitor at the door opened and emerged.

“After making a great achievement and saving Gu Gui’s life, he was somehow imprisoned in turn.

That isn’t very pleasant?” The visitor spoke with certainty.

A politician’s face was marked by a certain amount of confidence and reached out toward him in a condescending manner.

“I’m here to ask for your cooperation, behave and you’ll be able to go home when the job is done – what’s your name?”