Chapter 9 - The General's Wife is an Illegal Resident in the Star System

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Memory Restored

 

 

By the time Lu Li returned to the villa, the sun had set, and the sky outside was giving way to the night.

 

Seeing that he hadn't returned in time for dinner, the villa's staff hadn't prepared an evening meal. Upon his arrival, they hurriedly ran to the kitchen to start cooking.

 

"Where did you go?" An Ming's gaze was cold as he saw Lu Li's disheveled state. "Don't think that just because you're the General's spouse, you can cause trouble outside whenever you like. The General is strict, and even if you're his wife, you'd be punished according to the rules if you crossed the line."

 

Lu Li didn't spare him a glance and went straight to his room, closing the door and locking himself inside.

 

When dinner was ready, a servant came upstairs to knock and invite him down, but there was no answer.

 

An Ming, hearing about this, sneered inwardly. If he doesn't want to eat, let him starve, he thought.

 

When Qin Yu finally returned, An Ming approached him immediately to complain.

 

"General, the madam was out all day and only came back late, disheveled and refusing to eat. He locked himself in the room and hasn't said a word about where he was. Who knows what kind of trouble he got into outside," An Ming reported, putting on an appearance of concern.

 

Qin Yu's brows knit together, and he shrugged off his military coat before heading upstairs. The door wasn't locked, and he nudged it open easily. Lu Li lay on the bed, back facing the door, his clothes neat despite An Ming's words.

 

"Why didn't you come down to eat?" Qin Yu asked as he approached the bed.

 

Lu Li turned, and his dark eyes, now clouded with a thin layer of mist, held none of the brightness they had when he'd lost his memory. As he met Qin Yu's gaze, he lowered his eyes and let out a soft breath.

 

"It's nothing. I was just out the whole day and feel a bit worn out."

 

"No matter how tired you are, you need to eat. I'll have the chef prepare something light and bring it up," Qin Yu said firmly, then turned to leave.

 

Lu Li watched his tall figure retreat, his eyes filled with an increasingly complicated mix of emotions.

 

He'd regained his memories—the full three years he had lost—and now he wasn't sure how to face Qin Yu.

 

Initially, he'd approached Qin Yu with ulterior motives. Yet, over a year together, especially during these past few months without his memories, his feelings for this man had transformed. He found himself holding onto an unexpected sliver of genuine affection that even he hadn't realized was there.

 

In his twenty-some years, Qin Yu was only the second person who had ever treated him with kindness and no hidden agenda. Such sincere care was rare, and when he thought about trampling over it, when he thought about hurting this man, he hesitated.

 

Between his partner and his country, Lu Li had struggled for a long time. In the end, he had leaned toward the latter. General Zhang was his adoptive father, and the debt he owed could not be expressed in a few words.

 

If their plan failed, the Federation would inevitably anger the Empire of Glory, and the high-ranking officials of the Federation would lay the blame on General Zhang, making him bear the Empire's wrath. He couldn't let his personal feelings endanger his adoptive father.

 

And so, out of loyalty, he had set his plan in motion the day before he lost his memory. Only things hadn't gone as expected.

 

He hadn't managed to retrieve the documents before he blacked out in the conference room.

 

That room was directly connected to the archives, filled with critical files—not just about some new technology but also various military secrets, inaccessible to anyone without clearance.

 

As the General's wife, Lu Li had a way in, so he'd taken the risk.

 

The amnesiac version of himself had no memory of this, but now, with his memory restored, he was surprised by Qin Yu's silence. Anyone would be curious why he'd fainted in such a restricted area, but Qin Yu hadn't questioned him at all.

 

These months he spent without his memories had only intensified Lu Li's understanding that Qin Yu genuinely saw him as a partner.

 

***

 

That night, Qin Yu had the chef make a bowl of noodle soup, garnished with scallions, simple yet savory and inviting.

 

Although Lu Li hadn't had much appetite, he ended up finishing the entire bowl.

 

Unlike previous nights, Qin Yu didn't stay in his study working late. Just as Lu Li lay down, preparing for sleep, Qin Yu returned.

 

After showering, Qin Yu emerged with only a towel wrapped around his waist, his chiseled upper body on display, every muscle layered and powerful, perfectly sculpted, brimming with latent strength. Lu Li had touched those muscles before—they were hard as steel. He'd seen Qin Yu use those hands to tear through enemies bare-handed, needing no mech suit to destroy powerful opponents.

 

This man was a natural-born warrior. Even standing still, he radiated a palpable strength.

 

Fresh out of the shower, however, he looked different. His wet hair, usually swept back, now clung to his forehead, softening the sharp edges of his striking face. His aura had settled, and he looked more at home—if only he'd relax that expressionless face.

 

Standing by the closet, Qin Yu slipped off his towel, revealing his long legs and perfect figure without hesitation.

 

Startled back to the present, Lu Li felt a blush creep over his cheeks. Even after nearly six months, he still wasn't accustomed to Qin Yu's unabashed nudity.

 

When Qin Yu lay down, he claimed two-thirds of the bed in an instant.

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