Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Since Gabriel's house didn't have a kitchen, he could only put the pot on the lush green lawn and cook over a fire in the yard.

Anyway, there shouldn't be any urban management officers here, right?

Hmm, thinking about it carefully, even if he held such a position, he wouldn't dare to interfere with the Queen. Besides, he was very careful with fire, so he should be fine.

In the past, when he cooked, he would use a transparent pot lid to block the splattering oil, but now he is not afraid at all. It's just a little hot oil, and it only hurts for a moment.

Even if he were a sword immortal, he wouldn't be afraid of this kind of thing...

"Ok?"

Something seemed off. He looked up and thought of a certain sword master in his family, who would sometimes get burned by oil and then have his hand held and kissed for a long time.

I didn't think much of it at the time, but now that I think about it... it seems that the little maid had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.

So cute.

Chen Ming smiled.

Wisps of smoke rose from the temple, a rather unbelievable sight. Such a sacred place had been tainted by worldly concerns.

"Hmm? What's that smell?"

"It smells so good, but it's not like the smell of flowers..."

"It seems to have come from King Gabriel's household."

……

Hearing what sounded like angels whispering, Chen Ming felt a cold sweat trickle down his forehead. "I'm truly sorry," he thought, "your queen is just an ordinary person who needs to eat, and she has polluted the aura of heaven."

He smiled and shook his head.

"Wow, what's that smell? It smells so good."

Chen Ming's happy cooking time ended when Wendy returned. The gentle smile on his face faded slightly, and he looked at the unfortunate child with a slightly stern expression.

Wendy didn't seem to notice her queen's expression, or perhaps she did but chose to ignore it; her skin was thick enough to be almost imperceptible.

After Chen Ming watched her and the several angels following behind land, she trotted towards him with her long, white legs, calling out happily—

"Your Majesty, I'm back!"

As she spoke, she tried to give him a bear hug, but he held her head with one hand and looked at her with disgust, saying—

"Don't come any closer, you'll get burned."

Wendy seemed not to hear him, and still moved closer to his back, peeking out from his side. Her blue eyes blinked as she looked into the pot, like a curious child, and she asked—

"Queen, what are you doing?"

"...I'm cooking."

Chen Ming sighed softly. He really couldn't do anything with this unlucky kid. He had hit him and scolded him until his throat was sore, but the other kid was still very resilient. What else could he do?

"Huh? Cooking..."

Wendy lay on his back, tiptoeing to try and look over his shoulder, but because of the height difference, she could only press herself tightly against his back.

"..."

Chen Ming felt the girl's softness and warmth, so gentle and captivating. Did these angels not know how to keep their distance? Or were they taking advantage of him?

The Queen's indecent assault is unforgivable, Miss Wendy.

Chen Ming was thinking all sorts of random things, but he didn't let Wendy leave. He had slowly gotten used to this unlucky girl and could only accept it since he couldn't get rid of her... Why did he always have this strange feeling of being unable to control himself after he came to Heaven?

The other angels, seeing Wendy's disrespectful behavior, couldn't help but remind her—

"Wendy, how can you be so disrespectful to the Queen?"

"I am the Queen's guardian angel, so I belong to the Queen and you can wear me close to your body."

"No, no, no, even guardian angels wouldn't be this affectionate, would they?"

You didn't know how before?

"Wendy, you're really taking advantage of me, aren't you?" Chen Ming thought to himself. But as a grown man, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage, so things became complicated.

Wendy explained somewhat flusteredly—

"No, it's not just about guardian angels, but also the relationship between a queen and her subordinates, so the constraints are even stronger. There's no problem."

She persisted in this way.

Chen Ming tried to compose himself, turned down the fire, ignored the unfortunate angel, looked at the group that had rushed over, gave them a gentle smile, and said—

Hello.

"queen."

The angels all knelt on one knee to pay their respects, and the beautiful girls bowed their heads with humble and obedient expressions.

He quickly said—

"No need for that, get up quickly."

Why does this suddenly feel so feudal? As a modern person, Chen Ming is not used to this kind of thing; it feels like a kind of oppression and humiliation…

He only enjoyed oppressing his wives and humiliating them... in bed.

It's about the romance between husband and wife.

Wendy noticed his surprise and whispered in his ear—

"Normally, one wouldn't perform such a grand ceremony when meeting the King. It's just that it's the first time meeting the Queen, so he's probably a little excited."

Is that right?

Chen Ming blinked and watched as the angels, who were kneeling on one knee, raised their heads and looked at him with bright, curious eyes.

They are all beautiful people.

but……

He looked at the angels' fair hands, long legs, slender waists, and beautiful faces... Such beautiful angels, and he was making them build toilets...

Chen Ming's lips twitched.

I glanced at the sky.

With the sky so clear and blue, I hope we won't suddenly get struck by lightning.

Chapter 697 The Queen Belongs to Everyone

"Hmm... I think I understand. Your Majesty, how about this: build the shape as you described, then divert the sewage underground, and use the Spark Tower's energy to decompose the matter and accelerate the so-called material cycle. I think this might be better."

The bespectacled, intellectual woman looked at Chen Ming with a gentle smile, seeking his opinion. Chen Ming couldn't help but think of his older sister; sometimes, the way she wore glasses and a white coat was truly captivating.

I want to taint those intellectual eyes with desire...

Such deep-seated flaws...

Chen Ming's cheeks flushed slightly, not because he was thinking about anything with his sister, but because he felt quite embarrassed after explaining the function of the toilet to her and further clarifying that it was part of the material cycle.

Explaining how to use the toilet to a girl is already a form of public execution, isn't it? Let alone a group of them, and holy angels at that.

Fortunately, the other party did not show any other emotions, but just looked very curious with bright eyes. After making the request, he seriously considered discussing it, just like an academic discussion...

The angels exchanging opinions shone with wisdom, as if they were discussing building some great wonder, but it was actually just a toilet.

After finally receiving the Queen's approval, they nodded, closed their notebooks, and said to him—

"Then let's get started now. Please wait a moment, Your Majesty."

"Oh, it's nothing. You're busy, right? Thank you so much."

"Your Majesty is too kind."

The intelligent angel ladies laughed, looking at Chen Ming's appearance, and thought that this kind of queen was really nice, kind and approachable.

One of them blinked and said—

"Queen Chenming is so gentle, hmm... it sounds a bit strange to say, but I always feel she's somewhat similar to King Raphael..."

"!"

Chen Ming stared wide-eyed at the angelic woman who had her finger pressed against her lower lip, tilted her head, and seemed somewhat confused about why she had this feeling.

Could it be that the other party sensed Raphael's aura on her? But even Gabriel hadn't noticed it; she only sensed it when he used Raphael's power, which led her to Heaven.

Wendy still clung to Chen Ming, looking at the architects, and said—

"You haven't seen your king for so long, and you're hallucinating because you see the equally gentle queen, aren't you?"

Listening to Wendy's words, Chen Ming seemed to understand something. So these architects were Raphael's subjects? Closer to Raphael, that's why they could sense his presence?

The other person scratched his head, smiled sheepishly at Chen Ming, and said—

"Perhaps that's true. We miss the King so much..."

"If the Queen had met King Raphael, she would surely understand. They are both gentle people and would get along very well."

Another architect chimed in, but his words made Chen Ming's expression turn somewhat strange. He thought of Raphael's wicked and depraved smile, and his broken state when Raphael bullied him...

Although, it's true that they get along very well.

Chen Ming covered his mouth, somewhat afraid to look at them. What would happen if they knew that he had turned Raphael into this state?

Raphael, trapped in his own hell, tells his subjects, "There's no going back"... This scene feels so likely to happen.

"Well?"

Wendy's ahoge (a single hair sticking up) stood on end, as if she sensed danger. She looked at the architects who were casually conversing with the Queen and said—

"What are you trying to do? What do you mean you'll definitely get along well with King Raphael? The Queen is King Gabriel's Queen. Don't try to play matchmaker."

Good heavens, this idiot even knows the phrase "playing matchmaker." Chen Ming glared at Wendy, who had been the first to play matchmaker, and really didn't know what to say.

The architects, watching Wendy protecting their king, couldn't help but laugh and said—

"Oh dear, is that King Gabriel's queen? I heard it's like they're competing? King Michael and King Gabriel are both competing, so why can't our King Raphael participate?"

"..."

No need to participate. Your King Raphael has already won. He's already at the finish line. He's done everything. The only thing missing is to give him a big, healthy son. What's there to compete for?