The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 17 Fiancé

After Solans left, Saint Anlan sat at his desk and sighed deeply.

She had temporarily dealt with the matter of sleeping with the emperor, but the sudden appearance of the letter of condolence made her worried again.

She doesn't even know how to write this!

She didn't know Jun Zhouyang very well.

Just as she was worrying, Qiao Mo came over and said, "Princess, King Suo's wife has sent someone over."

Saint Anlan didn't look up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'm sending a letter to the princess."

"Letterpaper? Ask him to come in."

Does this condolence letter have to be handwritten?

Saint Anlan felt like he was going crazy.

The attendant with antelope horns held up a tray and bowed to Saint Anlan. "Princess, Prince Suo said your letter of condolence is written on this piece of paper, and he will present it to His Highness Jun Zhouyang on your behalf."

Sheng Anlan glanced at Qiao Mo. Qiao Mo walked over, took the tray, and took the envelope.

Saint Anlan took the letter in his hand and looked at it for a moment. The paper was pure white and elegant, and looked nothing special. But upon closer inspection, it shone with a lustrous light, and it was obviously not an ordinary piece of letter paper.

She placed the letter on the table and said calmly, "I understand."

Seeing Saint Anlan accept the paper, the attendant continued, "Prince Suo also said that the princess must finish writing the letter today. The fighting at the front is intense, and this letter was brought along with the reinforcements."

No, this cannot be said all at once, it sounds like giving her homework.

And this messenger, was he sent here specially?
Are you afraid that she won't be able to write, so you ask someone to come and watch her finish the letter?
Especially since the servant did not leave immediately after he finished speaking, Saint Anlan felt even more strongly that he was being watched while doing his homework.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyelids and looked at the servants below, and said in a bad tone: "Why, does your husband have anything else to say?"

The attendant bowed his head and replied, "Yes, Prince Suo said that if the princess feels that simple condolences are a bit monotonous, she can try paying attention to His Highness Jun Zhouyang's daily life. This will enrich the condolence letter a lot."

Jun Zhouyang's daily life, these words gave Sheng Anlan an epiphany.

Well, if you want to believe it, you have to say something else to make it more interesting.

Solans is still careful and considerate.

Now that she had an idea for the letter, she waved her hand cheerfully, "I understand. Once I finish writing, I'll send someone to deliver it to Liuguang Palace."

The attendant finished speaking, bowed, and left.

After Sheng Anlan and others left, he turned on the light brain and clicked on the social platform - Star Trail.

This thing has been in her brain all the time. Shen Anlan accidentally clicked on it and found that it was a highly discussed social platform used by the entire galaxy.

You don’t even need to enter any other keywords for the three words “Jun Zhouyang”. Just click on it and all kinds of information about him will appear.

"His Majesty is so handsome! I declare him the most handsome man in the entire galaxy!"

"Going to the battlefield again so soon, I wish your Majesty a triumphant return."

"He's really handsome, but it's a pity that he's the fiancé of the Princess of the Blue Planet."

"What a pity! Our princess has S3-level spiritual power, which is more than enough for your King of the Junlin Kingdom."

"I don't know when they will get married. I really want to see their wedding of the century!"

Seeing this, Sheng Anlan suddenly realized why there was no detailed information about Jun Zhouyang in the sleeping record book. It turned out that she and Jun Zhouyang had not yet married. Judging from these comments, it seemed that the marriage between the two countries was agreed upon, and she and Jun Zhouyang had not yet held a wedding.

The other party has not yet moved into the princess's mansion, so his information is blank in the notebook.

In this case, Solans asking her to write a letter of condolence is actually a form of diplomacy from the Azure Kingdom to the King's Landing Kingdom.

It's really hard for him. As the concubine of the princess, he has to take care of all these things for her.

For a moment, Saint Anlan's depression about the "homework" assigned by Solans disappeared instantly.

Information in the interstellar space is interconnected, and everyone shares the same social software. Therefore, in addition to the Blue Country using Star Trace, the neighboring King's Landing Country also uses it.

Saint Anlan easily found Jun Zhouyang's personal social account.

He didn't send many messages, most of which were about the battle between StarCraft and the Zerg. Once such boring messages were sent out, the number of comments below was surprisingly high.

Saint Anlan glanced at the comment section. Most of the comments were from sub-females, with a few comments from orcs, and occasionally some comments from females.

It can be seen that he is very popular among the people.

There is also a link to his fan club in the comment section below.

Saint Anlan clicked on it and saw some information about him clearly written on the top page.

Jun Zhouyang, the marshal of Junlin Kingdom, is the youngest son of Junyi, the queen of Junlin Kingdom.

His spiritual form is a golden lion, and he is the strongest orc in the Kingdom of King's Landing. He has led the Kingdom's mechas to fight against the Zerg dozens of times and has never been defeated so far. He is known as the "No. 1 in the StarCraft."

The queens of King's Landing and Azure arranged a marriage for the two five years ago, forming an alliance.

For such a powerful person, the Azure Kingdom should be attracted by his brave fighting ability, while the King's Landing Kingdom is attracted by Saint Anlan's S3 level mental power.

No matter how powerful an orc is, there will always be times when he is injured. The S3 level of mental power can provide him with powerful mental treatment and comfort, which can be regarded as a powerful force.

It seems that this marriage is a win-win situation.

After browsing some basic information, Saint Anlan clicked on some of his mecha pictures and started looking at them.

To be honest, he looks really good. In the picture, he is wearing a silver-white battle robe and sitting in a black battle armor. Under his golden curly hair, he has a high nose bridge, thin and slightly red lips, a clear and sharp jaw angle, and deep and focused eyes as he sits in the cabin. When the battle armor slowly falls, his heroic spirit is restrained, with a hint of playfulness and publicity.

It can be seen from the picture alone that the other party is not an introverted person, but a flamboyant and aggressive person. His temperament is very different from the other orcs in the princess's mansion, and his hormones are stronger.

After learning about her fiancé's appearance and basic background, Saint Anlan slowly flipped through some of his recent activities.

Such as participating in the design of the armor, being awarded the title of king, completing the armor training, and winning the battle.

The news about his injury on the front line was not revealed on social media. It was probably because they were afraid of causing panic among the people and the news was blocked.

After a brief greeting, Saint Anlan gave a brief description of some of his activities on social media, saying that he was following them. He also expressed his concern for his injury, congratulated him on being awarded the title of king, and was happy for him.

After writing this, she folded the letter, stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to Qiao Mo: "Send this to Liuguang Palace."

Qiao Mo nodded, took the envelope and walked towards Liuguang Hall.

……

In the desolate and cold tent, Jun Zhouyang looked at the letter paper made of special material and burned it on the fire.

After seeing the elegant handwriting, he forced a meaningful smile and said, "This princess's letter is really perfunctory."

General Yue Zinan of the Left smiled when he heard this: "Marshal, she is your mistress."

(End of this chapter)