Jiālè tè’s head buzzed as if he had been hit by a laser gun, and he stumbled back two steps, falling into his seat. He trembled as he pointed at the message on the screen: “Your Majesty, Your Majesty wants to divorce me? Impossible! It must be a mistake from the Civil Affairs Bureau, yes, definitely a mistake.”

He suddenly stood up, grabbing Lái ēn by the collar with a fierce grip: “You go, go get the official in charge of divorce registrations from the Civil Affairs Bureau! How can such an important matter be mistaken!”

“Marshal.” Lái ēn couldn’t bear to watch any longer and suddenly knelt on the ground, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.

In the next moment, the smart brain buzzed again, and a message popped up on the screen from the star network.
[Your special attention @Kāng nà has posted a message, come and check it out!]
“Did you see that, Your Majesty? Your Majesty posted! It must be a mistake!”

Jiālè tè nearly went mad as he lunged at the virtual screen, quickly opening the star network. However, what greeted him was not an explanation or comfort from the monarch, but a cold breakup announcement.
“Not a good match, take care of yourself…”

Jiālè tè once again fell back into his chair, staring blankly at the evaluation the monarch had given him on the screen. Suddenly, he stood up: “Arrange a spaceship, go to the Ant Clan.”
Whether kneeling or begging, no matter what method, he was determined to bring the monarch back!

Just as Lái ēn was about to make arrangements, a series of urgent knocks came from outside the door. Before Jiālè tè could react, the door was pushed open. A female bug dressed in palace attendant clothes rushed in and hastily bowed to Jiālè tè.
“Marshal, it’s bad! His Majesty is critically ill, and the doctor says there may be danger at any moment.”

Jiālè tè snapped back to reality, raised his hand to send the rescue captain away, his thick eyebrows furrowing tightly.
The Bug Emperor was critically ill, and the Third Prince was always favored. If the Bug Emperor really passed the throne to the Third Prince, it would be troublesome.

Lái ēn’s expression also changed: “Marshal, should we move our plans up?”
Jiālè tè gritted his teeth: “You let Ān dé lǔ lead the team to search the Ant Clan star first. I’ll handle things here and then follow.”

“Understood.”
As Lái ēn just stepped out, Jiālè tè’s smart brain buzzed again, and a new message popped up.
Huò ěr: I’m really sorry to hear about your divorce, I’ll be waiting for you at the Sky Hotel tomorrow night at eight!
The message was accompanied by a flirty heart emoji.

Jiālè tè’s expression stiffened, a dangerous glint flashing in his golden eyes.
Although the Third Prince was favored by the Bug Emperor, there were more officials in the council supporting the First Prince. To successfully ascend the throne, he needed the military’s support. Huò ěr was clearly ready to confront him.

After scheming for so long, it was time to reel it in.
Jiālè tè contacted Lái ēn through the military’s smart brain: “Tomorrow night at eight, Sky Hotel, follow the previous arrangements for support, and it must be kept confidential.”
“Understood!”

With everything arranged, Jiālè tè opened his personal smart brain again, and the divorce agreement sent by the monarch still lay in his to-do list.
Although Huò ěr was proud and flamboyant, he was also cunning and cautious. Despite their efforts over the years, they hadn’t caught any evidence that Huò ěr was from the Lizard Clan.

If he didn’t let Huò ěr believe in his feelings for him, he would never reveal his cards.
So, he had to accept Kāng nà’s divorce application.
After all, they didn’t have much time left.

Jiālè tè closed his eyes in despair, his right hand trembling as he signed his name in the bottom right corner of the divorce agreement.

“Marshal.”
When Jiālè tè returned home from work, the maid bug immediately approached him, trembling: “Dinner is ready, you…”
“No need. I’m giving you three days off, leave this place.”

The maid bugs had all seen the post about Kāng nà and Jiālè tè’s divorce online, and no one dared to provoke their general at this time. Hearing that the general not only didn’t blame them but also gave them time off, they all ran away faster than rabbits. In less than five minutes, the entire villa was left with just Jiālè tè.

The tall military female casually threw the coat with the marshal’s badge onto the sofa and walked into the bedroom with her head down.

On the big bed in the bedroom, a pair of pillows were neatly arranged, the outer one was his, and the inner one was the monarch’s. Jiālè tè slowly walked to the side of the bed, knelt on the ground, and buried his face in Kāng nà’s pillow.

On the pillow, it seemed that the scent of the monarch still lingered.
It was a faint and deep fragrance, indescribably pleasant, like the scent of the first peach blossom blooming in early spring, gentle and beautiful, filled with vitality and hope.
Just like his monarch, gentle yet powerful, pulling him out of a desperate past and accompanying him toward a beautiful future.

But just a little while ago, he had angered the monarch, and now the monarch didn’t want him anymore. He had turned into a lonely bug again.
The tears that had been delayed for two days finally rolled down, soaking the pillowcase beneath his face.

Jiālè tè’s shoulders trembled slightly as he bit down on the soft flesh of his lip in grievance.
Why did the monarch get angry? Was it because he was too unruly?
But he had clearly been trying hard to be a qualified female according to the “Female Monarch Code”!

After crying for a while, Jiālè tè suddenly recalled the words written in Kāng nà’s post.
——Jiālè tè, the Marshal, is unparalleled on the battlefield, but as a partner, he is not a good match.
Could it be that the monarch really blamed him for being on missions too often and not having time to accompany him?
No wonder, no matter if he personally made fried chicken or gave gifts, the monarch always kept a distance! No wonder the monarch chose to leave on the day of his marshal conferment ceremony!

But he worked in the military, and the monarch had clearly supported him! Why was he now being blamed?
Besides, he worked hard to provide a better life for the monarch, right? Other male bugs had many female attendants and slaves to support them, but the monarch only had him. If he didn’t work hard to earn money, how could he provide a good life for the monarch?

Jiālè tè bit down hard on the soft flesh of his lip, even tasting the metallic tang of blood, but he wouldn’t let go. His heart felt as if it had been pierced by light energy particles, both sour and swollen, mixed with a fine prickling pain. It wasn’t intense, but it was particularly hard to bear.

He didn’t know how long he had cried, only that the pillowcase beneath his face was already soaked, filled with the sour smell of tears, no longer carrying any pleasant fragrance.
Jiālè tè suddenly lifted his head, clenching his fists in pain.
The monarch had already left; did he not even leave a trace of his scent for him?

Jiālè tè stared with bloodshot eyes, desperately looking around, and suddenly fixed his gaze on the wardrobe across from him.
If he was lucky, there might still be the monarch’s clothes inside!
The female bug dashed over, opened the wardrobe door, and lunged for Kāng nà’s clothes.

However, in the next second, Jiālè tè froze. The jewelry cabinet beside it was completely empty.

Aside from the monarch, no bug could enter this room, so did the monarch take the jewelry with him when he left?

Did that mean the monarch didn’t really want to divorce him, but was just throwing a tantrum, waiting for him to bring him back home?

Jiālè tè’s emotions calmed down a bit, and suddenly a new message popped up on his smart brain, it was a post just released by the monarch.
He hurriedly clicked in, and the image on the post showed an exceptionally familiar necklace.

[Kāng nà: Bug Enjoys High-End Red and Green Gem Necklace, 99% new, supports various methods of verification, priced at 5,000,000 star coins, can negotiate, interested parties please private message.]

Jiālè tè was stunned.

The hope that had finally ignited was like a balloon pricked by a needle, suddenly deflating. He looked at the post on the screen in despair.

So, the monarch took those pieces of jewelry not to reminisce about him, but to sell them for money?

Did the monarch truly have no lingering feelings for him at all?

Jiālè tè unwillingly rummaged through the jewelry cabinet, and suddenly, he felt as if his fingers had touched a raised button. The next moment, a hidden compartment popped out from the gap between the jewelry cabinet and the wardrobe, neatly stacked with seven or eight familiar items.

Those were the gifts he had once given to the monarch!
He remembered that the black bracelet was something he bought for the monarch when he was on a mission. Back then, he was young and naive, mistaking a dyed plastic bracelet for obsidian, spending more than half a month’s salary to buy it, only to find that after two days of wearing it, the monarch’s arm had turned a big patch of black.

And that red bionic flower gift box was ranked first on the star network’s “Top Gifts for Male Bugs” list. Because the petals were handmade, the production time was long, and it often went out of stock. He had to use bug feelings and pay a high premium to buy it back, originally intending to surprise the monarch, but was rejected for being ugly.
Over time, he stopped personally buying gifts for the monarch.

Jiālè tè trembled as he brushed over each gift.
He had originally thought these things had long been thrown away by the monarch, but unexpectedly, they were kept so well.
The monarch took away the valuable jewelry but left these things here. What did that mean?

Before Jiālè tè could figure it out, his stomach twisted first, as if it were being roughly twisted by emotions named regret and sadness. The military female suddenly rushed to the bathroom, leaning against the toilet lid and dry heaving, but having not eaten for two days, nothing came out. Snot and tears smeared his face, making him look dirty and ugly.

He didn’t know how long it took, but Jiālè tè finally calmed down a bit, weakly leaning against the side of the toilet. Unwillingly, he opened his smart brain again, switched to a secondary account, and opened Kāng nà’s backend messages.
——Ten million star coins, buy the red and green gem necklace.
As soon as the message was sent, a notification suddenly popped up.
——The divorce agreement has been generated. You can withdraw the divorce agreement before November 24. Give him another chance?

Jiālè tè smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Give the monarch another chance?
Now it was about whether the monarch was willing to give him another chance.
However, the prices in the Ant Clan were high, and the monarch selling the necklace must mean he was short on money. He had money, and after dealing with Huò ěr, he could also ask for a long leave from the military, giving him time to accompany the monarch. The monarch would surely change his mind!

Jiālè tè braced himself and stood up, a hint of determination showing in his golden eyes.
He would definitely win the monarch back!

Meanwhile, Kāng nà, who was on his way to the卓越 Company to discuss cooperation, suddenly felt a jolt in his wrist, and a message popped up on his smart brain.
——The divorce agreement has been generated. You can withdraw the divorce agreement before November 24. Give him another chance?

Give him a chance?
In his dreams!
He raised his smart brain, smiling as he boasted to Láolā: “What did I say? That female bug would definitely agree to the divorce!”

“Agreed so quickly? What a piece of work!” Láolā pouted, patting Kāng nà comfortingly, “It’s okay, female bugs, out with the old, in with the new. No need to be sad over such a thing. By the way, have you tried the online dating mini-program specifically for male bugs released by the Male Protection Association?”
“Dating program?” Kāng nà’s eyes lit up, and he tidied his black hair by his ear, “How does it work? I’ll give it a try!”