Chapter 2005: Day 38 of Being Pampered by My Wife in the Insect Tribe

However, the situation was better than they had expected.

When Jin Chen arrived, Weika had already been taken away by the nobles, and Zhenoer seemed rushed to do something, hastily taking the Vanguard back to the War Department.

Nevertheless, Jin Chen still learned the full story from the Imperial Guard present.

Zhenoer insisted on killing Weika on the spot, but the Duke leading the noble males stopped him, warning that if Weika wasn't released, the First Legion would pay the price.

No one knew what Zhenoer had gone off to do, and even when Jin Chen contacted him via communicator, the reply was: 'Just stay obediently in the palace tonight; it's safer than home, and I'll come back to keep you company.'

What could Jin Chen do? Naturally, he chose to obey his wife.

In fact, even if Jin Chen wanted to leave, it would take some effort.

The nobles demanded that the Insect Emperor keep Weika protected in the Imperial Palace, even arranging for her to stay beside Jin Chen—its meaning was clear, and several high-ranking noble dukes even stood guard personally.

Though the overt and covert house arrest, Jin Chen and the Insect Emperor pretended not to notice, but secretly, the Imperial Guard kept taking action.

Weika's plan seemed to have been fully investigated by them, but Jin Chen always felt something was missing—perhaps that was why Weika acted so fearlessly.

After confirming the beast eggs in the lab hadn't been swapped, Jin Chen lay in the bedroom arranged for him in the Imperial Palace, thinking for a long time, until his memory settled on the moment he had just returned to the Claude household earlier today.

Jin Chen half-leaned on the bed, picking up the Zero Egg that had rolled into a ball on the sheets, about to speak, but for a moment he couldn't tell which end was the butt and which was the head in this new form.

"... Where are your eyes?"

Ling Gun Gun blinked twice, revealing bean-like eyes, then squeezed out limbs like matchsticks, poked Jin Chen's face, and sent: 【Host, any orders?】

【Check where Hubert's female attendants went……and also the male insects he usually gets along with.】

【Got it~】

Jin Chen looked out the window; the silver moon of the Main Star was always bright.

He glanced at the loosely closed door, pulled the covers over himself, and went to sleep.

In the early hours, Zhenoer came by in a hurry.

Afraid of waking Jin Chen and pressed for time, Zhenoer just lay beside him fully clothed for a while, and as his nose brushed past, it carried the biting chill of the night.

In an instant, Jin Chen wrapped his arms around Zhenoer's waist and pulled him close; the imminent skin‑to‑skin contact made Zhenoer startle, thinking he had woken Jin Chen, and only after a few seconds did he realize it was just an unconscious move.

"Master..."

Zhenoer murmured silently, the corners of his mouth curving slightly as he nuzzled into Jin Chen's neck, as enthralled as if he'd caught a whiff of catnip.

Until the bracelet vibrated, Zhenoer had to temporarily leave for tomorrow's plan.

"I won't let any female take you from me." Zhenoer whispered, leaned in to kiss Jin Chen's lip corner, picked up the gun placed by the bedside, and slipped out the window.

Jin Chen turned over, and after a moment a helpless chuckle came.

Stupid Zhenoer.

Thump thump thump——

The door was knocked; Jin Chen opened his clear peach‑blossom eyes, gazing meaninglessly at Weika and several noble females.

——

Before dawn broke, Zhenoer's military boots crushed the white roses that had just bloomed in the Imperial Palace garden.

The collar, soaked with cold dew, clung to his throat; he lifted a hand to wipe the condensed droplets from his lashes, his light‑gold pupils reflecting the distant gilded dome.

The iron‑gray mecha of the First Legion's Vanguard lay hidden in the morning mist, like a pack of silver wolves waiting to strike.

; Major General, the guards of the eastern corridor have changed shifts.; Deputy Officer An Bo's lowered voice crackled over the communicator.

; The energy fluctuations of the dome's protective shield are abnormal, possibly...;

; It's the master releasing a signal.; Zhenoer sheathed his dagger at his thigh, the leather strap tightening into a tense arc at his waist.

After he left last night, the eyes inside the Imperial Palace said that Lord Jin Chen had been taken while unconscious, and now he's locked in Weika's room.

Zhenoer naturally didn't believe his master would fall for such a simple plot, so he guessed another possibility.

They were always perfectly in sync.

; One minute later, move out.; He pulled open the silver buckle on his collar, his violent spiritual power boiling in his veins, swiftly donning tactical gloves—these hands, meant to protect the Main Star and noble glory, are today destined to be stained with some females' blood.

The dome suddenly burst open with a scarlet alarm, echoing through the palace, as the First Legion's silver warship fleet sealed off the air above the palace impenetrably, and the mecha brought back from the battlefield scattered a fierce killing intent.

The twelve great nobles quickly realized what was happening, smashed the carved bronze doors of the parliament hall to reach the palace gate, and Eaton Earl's scepter shattered the stained glass into a spider‑web crack; this Eaton, the elegant head of the Zhenoer family, now had disheveled temples flashing with rage.

"Zhenoer!! What are you doing?!"

"Rebellious son! Are you trying to revolt?!"

The Imperial Guard's whereabouts were unknown, and they actually failed to block the First Legion's encirclement; Zhenoer stood opposite them, climbing the long palace steps.

"Sorry, Mother." Zhenoer's apology was directed only at Eaton Earl, his actions unchanged as he lowered his eyes and said: "I am destined unable to become the heir the Zhenoer family expects."

The Insect Emperor wanted to use his hand to deter the twelve great nobles, and Zhenoer thought this might be a complete severance.

From today on, he is merely Zhenoer of Jin Chen.

"I will kill Weika, rescue the S‑rank male insects you've trapped……and, by the way, dismantle noble dictatorship."

At the moment the Star Time jumped to seven o'clock, the palace alarm rang out again across the entire outer hall, and the real‑time hazard detection system sent a warning to all residents of the Main Star:

Alarm! The Imperial family is under fleet encirclement! The Main Star's safety is threatened; please all residents take protective measures—the invading fleet is——the Main Star's First Legion!

The residents who saw this warning:???

What the heck? The legion is invading the Imperial family?

Star Net reporters rushed to inquire, piloting micro drones that hurried to the palace gate, and all holographic live‑feed screens switched on.

The twelve great nobles kept losing ground, not knowing what madness Zhenoer was indulging in, but it was merely him matchmaking Lord Jin Chen and Weika—being able to obtain a virus solution and also consolidate noble status—surely that's not bad?

The nobles couldn't stop Zhenoer, then tried to intimidate the military females in the fleet, and got a strikingly similar answer: retrieve Major General Zhenoer's master and their lifesaving insects—it's a duty they cannot shirk!

Then contacting the First Legion's General, that guy, after running all that way, simply didn't care, boasting that his disciple had snatched back the master—what's the big fuss?

Then questioning Lieutenant General Kevin……fine, he's also a mutineer in the fleet.

Finally, even trying to ask Jin Chen's male parent, Duke Claude of the Claude family—he had already returned to Liuli Star, turning a deaf ear to Main Star affairs.

Wei Ke was finally forced out.

He dropped all pretense; his sinister, arrogant look turned grim as he realized he could gain nothing from Jin Chen—and he hadn't imagined that Ze Nuo Er could go this far.

"Ze Nuo Er, Brigadier General, it seems you are far more foolish than I imagined."

"Wei Ka's psychic power unfurled, sharp as a blade yet sheathless: 'No, all the female insects on your homeworld are foolish, groveling before the males, and yet they still rebel for him!'"

"Ze Nuo Er raised his hand, turning the guns of the First Legion fleet surrounding the palace toward Wei Ka and the nobles behind him: 'I am merely killing the criminals who kidnapped the S‑rank male insect.'"

"Jin Chen stood atop the high tower, taking in everything, and had nothing good to say to the Insect Emperor, who had remained noncommittal."

"Using my household's female lord, you old man are just sitting back and reaping the fisherman's gain."

"The Insect Emperor finally rose from his throne, the lustrous jade stone supporting the hem of his splendid robe: 'What you investigated has been confirmed true; go see the female lord you've longed for.'"