"Who are you?"
"I am merely a passerby who passed by and saved you, General."
"Where did you find me?"
"I found you in a garbage pile."
Shang Ruoyan's face did not change. Yuebao was laughing in her mind. Yuebao did not expect its master to be this funny. But Shang Ruoyan was not lying. The place where Jing Yichen's mecha landed was a dumpsite.
"Dumpsite? But we are in Bimu, there are no dumpsites in this world."
"General, I brought you home."
"Why did you bring me back?"
"To save you."
"Why did you save me?"
"Do we have to talk in circles, General?"
"Answer me."
"To marry you."
Yuebao's laugh sounded loudly in Shang Ruoyan's head. It was the first time Yuebao saw its master in this funny state. Shang Ruoyan used to be an assassin with a cold heart. Emotions did not matter to her. In her last life, she could not even make small jokes.
"Marry me?"
"Yes."
"You're underage."
Jing Yichen's face looked like he was doubting his life.
"Tell me who sent you here?"
"I am an orphan, General. My parents might have lost me when I was very young. I worked hard to be where I am today."
"So you're so sure about marrying me?"
"Yes. You can check our marriage arrangement online."
"What do you mean?"
"You can ask the Main Interstellar Brain for that..."
Shang Ruoyan returned to cooking as Jing Yichen's sword vanished from her sight.
When Jing Yichen opened his optical brain, one thought appeared in his mind.
Is the world so magical? I must be crazy!
When he opened the marriage panel, he was shocked that there was a candidate for marriage. The Main Interstellar Brain assigned the marriage, and it could not be broken. Since his partner was underage, her information was directly hidden by the Main Interstellar Brain. However, the level of confidentiality made him question the decision of the main interstellar, Brain.
He knew the Main Interstellar Brain was the highest being in the galaxy. There must be something unusual about the person the Main Interstellar Brain has assigned for him.
"Shang Ruoyan?"
"Yeah?"
"What are you doing?"
"Preparing ingredients."
"Ingredients for what?"
"Cooking. Let's eat dinner together since you're already awake. It's good to celebrate good health."
"Have you tested the ingredients you're using? Are they in the tolerable range of toxins?"
"They don't possess toxins."
"What?"
"Test them for yourself."
Jing Yichen wanted to test the ingredients, but blood splurted from his mouth.
[Master! The general is bleeding!]
Shang Ruoyan turned in time just to watch the man fall on his knees. She hurriedly assisted the man and wiped the blood from his face.
"You are weaker than I expected. Let's change your shirt before you rest in the living room."
Jing Yichen did not have time to respond. Shang Ruoyan had already carried him to the living room. He did not reject the skin contact with Shang Ruoyan, so he let her change his clothes. Shang Ruoyan gave him water to drink and disappeared back to the kitchen. The shyness of the contact finally made Jing Yichen blush as his thoughts sank in.
How could she be so strong?
He wanted to smile, but his chest was hurting.
When he leaned on the couch, it was the first time he noticed how soft the cushion felt. His home was nothing comparable to the villa his fiancée owned.
Shang Ruoyan...
Shang of the hidden family?
Jing Yichen scanned the room filled with minimal ornaments that looked familiar. He remembered seeing similar things on Skynet when he was still a student. The scientists had unearthed stuff from other planets, and they looked like the designs he was seeing in the living room.
The warm color tones mixed with faint blues and greens make the villa refreshing and new. Jing Yichen's aunt, Emelda Jing, was a famous designer for homes of the elite society, but he had never seen her designs with much life. Jing Yichen wanted to open his optical brain again and search for news, but it would take a toll on his body.
Optical brains could only operate with mental power. In some planets of the galaxy where ordinary people exist, they do not use the optical brain but an alternative tool, a communication tablet. In Jing Yichen's condition, his mental power was exhausted when he opened to search for a marriage agreement earlier, so he could not use his mental power again.
It did not take long before Shang Ruoyan prepared a table for dinner.
"Let's eat."
Shang Ruoyan changed the setting of the living room's table into a table fit for dining. She then assisted Jing Yichen in sitting. As they faced each other, only then did she notice that Jing Yichen's eyes were purple.
"Did you cook so much?"
"No, these are enough for us to finish. I have a good appetite."
Jing Yichen did not ask what kind of meat was served, as it would be rude to the host of the dinner.
"Do you have enough strength to hold the spoon? If you don't, I can..."
"Enough. Yeah. I have enough."
Jing Yichen's face was flushed crimson. No one has ever made him feel shy and embarrassed, but the little girl sitting opposite him still had a stoic face while asking such a thing of him.
"It tastes good!"
Jing Yichen did not expect his appetite to increase with delicious food. He has never tasted the same kind of cooking before. Even when he ventured to different planets and ate everything people call special, they were nothing compared to the food on the table. He could not describe such an experience with mere words.
"Are you a chef?"
Shang Ruoyan shook her head.
"I am merely cooking simple homemade dishes. The taste is not that good."
"Not that good? You call this simple?"
"Is something wrong with my description? This kind of cooking is truly simple and easy to make. Haven't you tasted all kinds of good food in the galaxy?"
"But nothing compares to your cooking!"
"General, you must be hungry. Eat more. Lest you keep saying weird things."
"I am not joking!"