Although Yun Xunlan was his patient, and patients should tell doctors everything without concealing their illnesses, if the prince’s lover wasn’t Yu Chen, Pei Xingting wouldn’t feel so awkward right now.
Because some things are known but not spoken of openly, so everyone can maintain the dignity between adults.
But as the saying goes: If you’re not embarrassed, someone else will be.
So Pei Xingting decided to let Yu Chen be the embarrassed one, and reluctantly explained the light brain bracelet’s silent mode to Yu Chen.
After listening, the blue-eyed alpha lost his voice, pressing his lips together in silence.
The narrow dormitory was filled with four men, yet it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Pei Xingting’s mind was filled with thoughts of immediately jumping out the window to leave, but he couldn’t go. He still had to wait for the blood test results and to change the duration of Yun Xunlan’s silent mode.
—He didn’t know whether he or Yu Chen was suffering more right now.
At least Yun Xunlan definitely wasn’t suffering. He looked down at the time Pei Xingting had changed on the light brain bracelet and asked, “Five hours?”
The time had been increased by two hours, but the frequency remained unchanged, still once a day.
“Yes,” Pei Xingting nodded, “…You and Major Yu are both alphas.”
Omegas have periodic heats, while alphas generally don’t, unless an alpha is stimulated and attracted by an omega’s heat pheromones and enters a susceptible period. This situation obviously wouldn’t occur between Yun Xunlan and Yu Chen.
Fearing that His Highness might say something shocking again, like five hours being too short, Pei Xingting hurriedly emphasized, “Considering your physical condition… Your Highness, this duration is the most suitable.”
“Alright,” Yun Xunlan didn’t make things difficult for Pei Xingting, “Thank you, Dr. Pei.”
At this point, Dr. Pei finally felt he could breathe a sigh of relief.
But Yun Xunlan’s blood test results made his half-released breath catch, leaving Pei Xingting feeling extremely troubled.
“What’s wrong?” Noticing something amiss, Yun Xunlan reached out his hand, “Let me see.”
Pei Xingting handed the tablet to Yun Xunlan.
Yu Chen, standing next to Yun Xunlan, also looked at the screen.
It was densely packed with various words, numbers, and symbols that laypeople couldn’t understand at all, but Yun Xunlan only glanced at it before handing the tablet back to Pei Xingting: “Everything’s normal.”
Hearing this, Pei Xingting first looked up at Yu Chen, then turned his gaze to Yun Xunlan.
This was a body language gesture with a strong “inquiry” orientation—he was asking Yun Xunlan whether to speak frankly or keep it secret.
Yun Xunlan didn’t give an answer, he just quietly looked back at Pei Xingting.
The young man’s brilliantly warm golden eyes now looked like a still ancient well. How deep the well was and what could be seen depended on how familiar the observer was with it.
Pei Xingting had been working in the royal medical team for three full years. While he couldn’t claim to understand Yun Xunlan deeply, reading facial expressions was almost a required course for all adults. So Pei Xingting understood Yun Xunlan’s meaning. He got the hint and omitted the key words, saying, “…The value is high, almost reaching the critical point. I suggest you stay in the hospital for two days of observation.”
The blue-eyed alpha listening on the side immediately frowned.
“As long as it hasn’t exceeded the critical value, it’s normal.” Yun Xunlan’s voice was light but filled with the cold, resolute authority of a superior that brooked no argument. “Dr. Pei, I’m very busy recently. If the princess asks, you can reply to her like this.”
Working for the royal family comes with such troubles – patients and their families are all powerful, each more unyielding than the last, leaving no room for negotiation.
Since Yun Xunlan was unwilling to be hospitalized, Pei Xingting couldn’t force him to go. He could only pack up his medical kit and say, “Yes. Then please pay attention to rest these two days. We’ll conduct a blood test for you every eight hours. If… the value remains high or exceeds the critical value, you must be hospitalized. We’ll arrange it in advance… I hope you can understand.”
The young man and Pei Xingting seemed to be having an encrypted conversation. Yu Chen could hear but couldn’t understand, just like when Mu Xingyu and Dr. Edmund discussed Yun Xunlan’s physical condition before.
His relationship with Yun Xunlan was good, they had never quarreled since getting together, and their physical union was natural. Even though they hadn’t known each other for very long, it was as if they were destined partners, fated to fall deeply for each other from the moment they met.
But in this relationship, beneath the surface sweetness, Yu Chen always had a sense of unreality, of not being able to grasp something solid. He often deliberately ignored this feeling because he, with his own secrets, had no right to demand Yun Xunlan be completely open with him. So even if he was worried about Yun Xunlan’s health, if Yun Xunlan didn’t want him to know, he shouldn’t ask.
However, Yun Xunlan voluntarily confessed.
After Pei Xingting and Ni Chun left the dormitory, he took Yu Chen’s hand and said, “My body is not very healthy.”
Yu Chen thought that for something that made even Pei Xingting keep his mouth shut, Yun Xunlan’s physical condition must be far more serious than just “not very healthy”. He followed up by asking, “What illness do you have?”
Yun Xunlan smiled slightly: “I’ll tell you after next Friday.”
Yu Chen’s deep blue eyes locked onto Yun Xunlan’s face, pressing further: “Why wait until next Friday?”
“I need to give myself some time for mental preparation,” Yun Xunlan’s expression remained normal, his tone gentle and slow. “Because this is a huge secret, involving many people.”
—Secret.
Yu Chen understood all too well how difficult it was to speak about a huge secret.
He couldn’t help but think of when he went to get the Level III specialized injection from Pei Xingting in the evening, and Pei Xingting asked him, “Have you seen the SSS mecha yet?”
“No,” Yu Chen misunderstood that Pei Xingting was urging him to put this on his agenda quickly, so he said, “I haven’t forgotten about the main task, you don’t need to rush me.”
Given his current relationship with Yun Xunlan, Yu Chen felt that if he told Yun Xunlan he wanted to see that SSS mecha, or even activate it once for himself, Yun Xunlan would agree. However, he thought doing so would be too utilitarian, as if he was with Yun Xunlan because of that SSS mecha—which wasn’t true at all.
Pei Xingting also denied: “I am anxious, but I’m not rushing you.”
“I was thinking, if you really like His Highness and trust him, why not tell the Third Prince the truth? Just don’t give me away.”
The beta in a white coat took off his glasses and wiped the lenses, sighing as he said: “After all, if the Crown Princess finds out about our business, the Third Prince will protect you, but I have no one to protect me. I don’t want to lose my job at such a young age.”
Though Pei Xingting spoke of himself as young, Yu Chen noticed several white hairs at his temples.
In today’s world where the average citizen’s lifespan exceeded 120 years, Pei Xingting, only eight years his senior, shouldn’t have white hair so early.
“If some words must eventually be said,” Pei Xingting put his glasses back on, his brown eyes meeting Yu Chen’s gaze through the lenses, “then it’s better to say them early, don’t wait until it’s too late.”
Should he tell?
Yu Chen thought: Yes, he should. Yun Xunlan’s secret involved many people, and his secret also involved many people. So they should choose the same day to have no secrets between them.
Yun Xunlan’s blood test values returned to normal the next morning, and didn’t continue rising for the following two days.
The nosebleed incident that night was thus lightly brushed aside, with no one mentioning it again.
On the day of the mecha friendship open competition, Yun Xunlan stayed in his office sending messages to Yu Chen, falsely claiming he needed to write a paper and would return late. Then he put on his StarNet access helmet, entered the mecha piloting simulation platform, and battled against six pre-arranged mecha pilots.
In these six matches, not only did Yun Xunlan achieve complete victory, but all were overwhelming victories.
Combined with the team hired by Jian Wenxi operating behind the scenes, the mecha pilot “Mad Guest” (狂客) became like an exploding supernova that night, its brilliance visible to everyone in the galaxy.
Countless people speculated about his true identity, wondering if he was a freshman at some military academy—otherwise why had no one heard his name before? People repeatedly watched his battle videos, studying and guessing which mecha pilot he learned from, which country or military academy’s fighting style he used.
Even on the busiest Monday, when Yun Xunlan could hear omega and beta engineers and researchers at the base discussing “Mad Guest,” he sent his pre-written article to Jian Wenxi.
That evening, a retired frontline mecha pilot posted an analysis thread, directing clues about “Mad Guest’s” identity toward a name on the honor pillar—【Wait】(等待).
This mecha pilot’s name on the simulation platform was “Wait.”
The honor pillar he was on was established thirty years ago. Now only the name “Wait” remained gray, while all other names sparkled brilliantly like stars.
In his analysis post, the mecha pilot confidently guaranteed that “Mad Guest” must be a student taught by “Wait,” because their knife-throwing and beheading attack moves were almost identical, with the same domineering, cold, and devastating momentum.
He even posted comparison videos as ironclad proof of his claims.
【Oh my god! They really look alike…】
【This isn’t just similar—it’s completely identical!】
【To be honest, many mecha pilots try to learn “Wait’s” fighting style, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone learn it so perfectly…】
【My mecha instructor said those people can’t grasp the essence of “Wait’s” fighting style because it requires very high physical fitness from the mecha pilot. 2S-level alphas can’t do it—you must be a 3S-level alpha.】
…
【Alright, let’s speak plainly—we all know who “Wait” is, so do we really need to guess hard about who “Mad Guest” is?】
“Wait” was a virtual name. Since he wasn’t dead, his real name wouldn’t be published on the honor pillar. But the current Galactic Empire Emperor Yun Qihe’s 3S mecha was called 【Wait】—the fact that the “Wait” pilot was Yun Qihe himself was almost public knowledge.
Given Yun Qihe’s gloomy and cold personality, would he possibly take students or disciples?
Anyone could figure out with their toes that it was impossible.
So for “Mad Guest’s” fighting style to be so similar to Yun Qihe’s, there were only two possibilities: first, he was exceptionally gifted and self-taught; second, Yun Qihe taught him.
—Why would Yun Qihe teach him?
Because he was Yun Qihe’s youngest son: Yun Xunlan.
The mecha pilot who posted the analysis also hinted at this conclusion at the end of his post. Of course, some people were curious:
【Why must it be the Third Prince? Isn’t it possible for the Crown Princess or Second Prince?】
【The Second Prince has been at the front lines—where would he find time to compete? Besides, he doesn’t even have the surname “Yun”…】
【The Crown Princess is called “Floating Round” (浮圆子) and has long been on the honor pillar. Are your planets just getting internet access? You don’t even know this?】
Netizens immediately flocked to Yun Xunlan’s StarNet account, asking if he was the mecha pilot “Mad Guest” and whether he learned his mecha piloting skills from “Wait.”
His Highness the Third Prince didn’t reply to any netizen questions.
He was video-calling Yun Xunguang, answering the Crown Princess’s interrogation—
“Yun Xunlan, you’re quite famous now, aren’t you?” Yun Xunguang called him by his full name, her golden eyes coldly looking at her imperial brother. “What? Don’t want to do your experiments anymore? Want to build momentum for yourself to enter politics?”
Yun Xunlan’s lips curved up as he shook his head: “Imperial Sister, you know I’m not cut out for that.”
“Then don’t tell me you want to join the military.” Yun Xunguang also raised the corners of her lips, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “Could you pass the psychological evaluation for military service?”
“I couldn’t,” Yun Xunlan admitted honestly. “I haven’t piloted a mecha in reality for a long time. Can’t I even have some fun online? I can even make money from it.”
“You want to have fun, is that it?”
Yun Xunguang was genuinely amused now: “Fine, I’ll have people come play with you. If there’s money to be made, we’ll make it together.”
“Then Imperial Sister, you’d better find some mecha pilots with lower military ranks to battle me,” Yun Xunlan reminded her. “Otherwise, if those with high military ranks can’t beat me, word getting out would affect their prestige among their subordinates in the military, wouldn’t it?”
“Fine.” After dropping that word, Yun Xunguang hung up the video call.
Ten minutes later, she sent a message: 【Yun Xunguang: Keka Valley, tomorrow night at 7:30, you’ll fight this mecha pilot.】
Yun Xunlan found the battle request from “Keka Valley” among a pile of battle requests, clicked agree, and opened Keka Valley’s battle record to take a look. He discovered this mecha pilot had also won first place in leagues before, with impressive non-tournament battle results, including records of beating “Floating Round” (浮圆子)—which was Yun Xunguang’s virtual alias on the mecha piloting simulation platform.
Seeing this, his light brain suddenly vibrated twice—it was Jian Wenxi sending him a message:
【Jian Wenxi: Huh? I saw the news. Why are you still going to battle people? Aren’t we just waiting for the league time to arrive so you can go get first place?】
Yun Xunlan replied: 【Imperial Sister wants me to fight.】
【Jian Wenxi: Wow! The mecha pilots your Imperial Sister designates must all be military experts. What if you lose? If you lose and have a defeat record, it’ll be very hard to hype you up as a once-in-a-century mecha genius later. Geniuses don’t lose.】
【Yun Xunlan: I won’t lose.】
Just as netizens speculated, his mecha instructor was his father, Yun Qihe.
So Yun Xunlan believed that in the entire galaxy, only Yun Qihe could beat him in single-soldier mecha combat.
However, Yun Xunguang could never possibly get Yun Qihe to battle him.
Moreover, if she really did bring Yun Qihe, losing wouldn’t affect Yun Xunlan either, because losing to Yun Qihe wasn’t shameful—it would actually boost his reputation.
Yun Xunlan closed the light brain’s floating display panel and returned to the dormitory. Seeing Yu Chen hadn’t returned yet, he took a shower first, then went to feed the fish by the tank.
That blue betta was unusually close to Yun Xunlan. As soon as he approached, it began blowing bubbles. Those bubbles attached to the water plants one by one, staying intact for a whole day before bursting and disappearing the next day—anyway, Yun Xunlan couldn’t see them the next day.
Yun Xunlan fed the blue betta fish food, but seeing the food had all sunk to the bottom while the betta didn’t eat, only kept flapping its fins and swaying its tail in front of him, he found it strange: “Did Yu Chen already help me feed Beauty?”
Why wasn’t it eating?
Yun Xunlan bent down to look closely at the blue betta. Seeing its belly wasn’t bulging and didn’t look like it had eaten fish food, he was even more puzzled.
Since raising this blue betta, Yun Xunlan would occasionally post videos on his main StarNet account of Beauty swimming or eating fish food in the tank. Many netizens below praised his fish-keeping skills, saying Beauty’s scales were particularly vibrant and beautiful, its tail fins extremely graceful and flowing, and it was very combative—already at competition-level betta standards. Even people from the pet fish circle came asking how Yun Xunlan raised it and if he had any techniques.
What techniques did Yun Xunlan have?
He just came to look at the fish daily, then threw in some fish food. Sometimes the blue betta wouldn’t even eat, and Yun Xunlan worried about starving it to death. Who knew the blue betta showed no signs of dying and grew fatter each day. Yun Xunlan was amazed himself, finally thinking he probably had special talent for fish-keeping, so he changed his alt account name to “Fish-Keeping Expert.”
Unfortunately, he had to delete that alt account now.
Yun Xunlan logged into StarNet, collected the last wave of netizens’ negative comments about him into “Bedtime Sleep Aid Reading,” then prepared to delete this account.
Just as he was about to click the “Confirm Deletion” button, Yun Xunlan saw a message notification appear at the top of the screen: 【Mu Xingyu: Lanlan, have you started competing in mecha leagues?】
【Yun Xunlan: Yes.】
【Mu Xingyu: She transferred Major General Yin Jian from my side to battle you tomorrow night.】
So Mu Xingyu came to tip him off.
But he didn’t need it.
Yun Xunlan clicked delete and casually replied to Mu Xingyu: 【Oh.】
【Mu Xingyu: I’ve battled Yin Jian before. His fighting style is quite aggressive but lacks staying power. If you defend in the early stage and wait for him to exhaust himself, then switch to offense later, it’ll be easy to win.】
【Yun Xunlan: Okay.】
【Mu Xingyu: What are you doing now?】
【Yun Xunlan: Feeding fish.】
【Mu Xingyu: The new fish you’re raising, right? Called “Beauty.” I saw your posts.】
Why was Mu Xingyu so talkative tonight?
As Yun Xunlan frowned in confusion, he suddenly heard the dormitory door lock being opened—Yu Chen was back.
He quickly ended the chat with Mu Xingyu: 【Yun Xunlan: Mm, I’m going to sleep. Imperial Brother, you should rest early too.】
【Mu Xingyu: Good night.】
Yun Xunlan didn’t reply to this message.
A firm, strong forearm reached over to wrap around his waist.
The man rested his chin on his shoulder, voice lazy: “Who were you saying good night to?”
Yun Xunlan turned his head and lightly touched Yu Chen’s lips: “My Imperial Brother.”
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