"I didn't expect this situation." Jiang Luochen said the truth, she actually didn't expect that far when she made this decision.

"In that case, I can't think of so much."

"Strategic Wushuang, you told me that you have excellent predictive ability, you didn't anticipate the consequences?" Wen Qingyue sneered softly.

"Aren't you shuddering about these titles," she said grimly.

"You haven't told me yet, how is the Thanos civilization now?"

"The sacrifice you made this time made Thanos civilization, the civilization-class mothership blown up half, and half captured."

"Civilization-class motherships will be equipped with wormhole equipment, which is very helpful for the reverse cracking of the empire. It can be said that you have done a lot this time."

"It surprised me that I didn't get the third level in a row." Wen Qingyue lifted Erlang's legs.

"Can I contact my family, as well as my situation, has the military notified my family?"

"Your matter has not been spread out yet, but it should be the most recent thing. By then, you will be the hero of the entire empire. Are you happy or happy?"

"I don't know how many people will become the dream lover in their hearts."

"...You have something in your words, just say it straight." Jiang Luochen glanced at Wen Qingyue.

"I just want to say that there are still people waiting for you. It's been more than four years because of a word from you." Wen Qingyue stretched out, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

"I'm leaving the hospital." She immediately heard who Wen Qingyue was talking about, she was about to get out of bed, and almost pulled the drip from the back of her hand.

"I said you can rest a little, the doctor said you have to cultivate for at least a period of time."

"Couldn't it be that the side effects of what you thought you did before have only a few side effects? If you don't take good care of it, then you will most likely be mentally collapsed."

"Become an idiot, don't say I didn't remind you."

"Then how long do I have to cultivate?" Jiang Luochen's movements paused, and he asked Wen Qingyue fixedly.

"There is at least one month left. You can stay here with peace of mind for this month."

"The empire will take care of things outside. Well, there is one more thing... Forget it, it's better for you to find out for yourself."

Wen Qingyue was halfway through, and she hesitated and closed her mouth altogether.

Although Jiang Luochen wanted to go home immediately, but seeing Qingyue's appearance, he knew that he might have to stay here honestly for a month.

The collapse of mental energy is a very serious matter, and I have been waiting for so long.

Just wait another month...it won't take long to go back and see the people you want to meet.

...

A month later, Jiang Luochen was sitting in a smart wheelchair, watching sympathetic glances from others and whispers in his ears.

As long as she thought of turning herself into the culprit like this, the blue veins on her forehead jumped happily.

He said that it was for her good, and he directly gave her a weird potion, which made her weak and unable to stand up in the lower part of the body.

Even if it was only for a week, it was unforgivable. The war didn't make her half paralyzed, but Wen Qingyue, the bastard, did it.

She wears sunglasses on her face, even though she hasn't appeared in the Eastern Cloud Star Territory for many years.

But over the years on the battlefield, Jiang Luochen, who has been on the official news many times because of being too active, has long known how strong his face is.

Uncle Dong, who was notified to come to greet her, burst into tears as she watched her.

"Miss." Dong Shu called her tremblingly, as if she had been paralyzed for the rest of her life.

"Uncle Dong, let's go back first." Jiang Luochen clicked the levitation and lifted the smart wheelchair off the ground, then motioned to Uncle Dong to help her.

Uncle Dong reacted and immediately helped her into the car.

"Miss, how did your legs become like this? If it weren't for the news from the military, we would all think it was a liar."

"I thought I had sacrificed heroically, didn't I."

As Jiang Luochen said, seeing Uncle Dong nodded hesitantly, she couldn't laugh a little.

"Almost, but the empire's medical technology was good, so I was rescued. There are not many people who knew that I was still alive. Who made the Thanos civilization now directly regard me as the number one that must kill me. "

"Miss, what do you want to do in the future? Madam and they will be very sad if they find out that you have become like this."

"Huh?" Jiang Luochen glanced at his leg, and suddenly realized that he had not explained to Uncle Dong that this was a prank from Wen Qingyue.

Just when she wanted to speak, home arrived.

Yes, there is no need to say anything now.

"Miss, you'd better think about how to explain to the owner and the wife. They have waited for your explanation for four years." Uncle Dong pushed her out of the car without waiting for her to speak.

"?? What's the explanation? My legs are okay." Jiang Luochen was a little dazed.

Although the mental strength is still in the recovery period, she still feels an unfavorable premonition.

After about five minutes, the living room.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Jiang Luochen looked at the little omega boy he was holding in his father's arms with a dazed expression. So, where did this kid come?

"Dad, is this my brother?"

She saw that the child's eyebrows were similar to those of when she was a child, and she saw that her father was so affectionate to him, she naturally came up with this idea.

"Nonsense, Luo Chen, do you not remember what you did yourself?" Her father glared at her angrily.

Since childhood, he has never been stared at by his father. Most of them are Jiang Luochen who enjoys his mother's eyesight and twitches at the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, I didn't do anything."

"Grandpa, is she a mother?" The little boy called to her father with a soft voice, looking at her with ignorant and innocent eyes.

Oh, it's not her brother, but her father's grandson.

--grandson? ! Wait, if she remembers correctly, she doesn't seem to have any other siblings. Even if there is, it should be too late to give birth to a four-year-old child.

Also, what did the kid just say? Is he his mother?

Jiang Luochen swears to be clean and self-conscious, and absolutely has no impure feelings with anyone other than Lan Xi... Lan Xi seems to have figured out this matter.

As if thinking of something, Jiang Luochen stared at the child in front of him, and the sound of his heart pounding seemed to be close at hand.

"Yes, she is your mother." I only heard her father say that to the child.

"Really my son?"

"Really my mother?" She and the little boy said almost in unison.

"Luo Chen, I haven't asked you yet, what's the matter with your legs?" Her father looked at her in a wheelchair and didn't bother to scold her.

"My legs, it's hard to say a word." Jiang Luochen sighed, not clarifying what was said.

She understood why Wen Qingyue deliberately limped her leg. Did this make her come back for sympathy?

Since I helped her think of this way, why not just tell her that I still have a son?

Then it won't happen. Now the mother and son are embarrassed when they meet, and they don't know what to say about the good scene.

"Is it hurt?" Her father walked to her with the child and patted her on the head with care.

"I told you not to go to military academy a long time ago, you just won't listen."

Jiang Luochen stared at the child, and the child stared at her, his immature eyes full of curiosity.

"He is my son? No wonder he looks a bit like me. What about Lanxi. Why isn't Lanxi here? He doesn't know if I'm coming back today." Jiang Luochen said, tentatively reaching out to touch the child .

The child didn't avoid it, letting her hand fall on his head.

Jiang Luochen rubbed it lightly, thinking that the soft touch of this hair was really like Lanxi.

"Originally, I was going to pick you up with the housekeeper. If something happened to the Temporary Research Institute, he was called." Her father couldn't bear to scold him when he looked at her.

"You were born to me, but I didn't expect you to be so distracted." But he couldn't help but said a few words.

"When Lan Xi comes back, you tell him by yourself that you have left for nearly five years. Why don't you wait for two years? Let the kid from Lanxi wait for you like that."

"Your conscience hurts," her father said, poking her heart.

"But you still have the intention to let your friends send some news back, otherwise I thought I had never given birth to a daughter like you."

Her father changed the conversation and put the child in his arms on her.

"Since you are back, you will play with my grandson. If you didn't show your face on TV, Yaoyao wouldn't know what you are like."

"Grandpa, where are you going?" The child placed in her arms grabbed her father's arm a little nervously.

"Grandpa has something to do, will Yaoyao stay with her mother for a while, okay?"

After her father calmed down the child, he left on his own, and even Uncle Dong, who wanted to help, was taken away.

...

Who can tell her what happened in the past four years. Jiang Luochen looked at the child named Yaoyao, and felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all screwed together.

After more than four years of military career, Jiang Luochen's original gentle shell was wiped out.

But now facing the child who looked only four years old in front of her, she had to try to pick up the gentle shell.

"What's your name? Tell me, OK?" Jiang Luochen softened his expression, smiled slightly, and asked gently.

"My name is Yaoyao."

"Da Ming."

"Jiang Yao."

"How old are you this year."

"Four years old."

"Do you know what the names of Mom and Dad are?"

"My father's name is Lanxi, and my mother's name is Jiang Luochen." After thinking about it, Yaoyao gave her a fairly positive answer.

I guessed it in my heart, and I got affirmation from my father. But when he really heard it from Yaoyao, Jiang Luochen still felt a little unable to breathe.

Four years later, a son appeared, how many things she had missed all these years.

"Then do you know who I am." Jiang Luochen looked at Yaoyao's eyes softly again.

"Grandpa said that you are a mother, but why did I only see it today?" Yaoyao reached out a hand and touched her face curiously, frowning in confusion.

"It seems a little bit different from the TV."

"Then Yaoyao prefers which one." Jiang Luochen was dumb and couldn't help but want to tease his son.

"I like the one I can touch." Yaoyao said and nodded emphatically, as if confirming with himself.

"But why do I only have dad all these years? My dad said that mom has something to do, so he can't come back."

"Then now, is my mother finished? Will you leave?" Yaoyao looked up at her and asked a question that made her feel a little guilty.

"It's done, so I won't leave again." This is her promise.

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