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My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts

Chapter 461 - 156 Stewed Raw Knock (Part 1)_2

Author: Qilian lotus root
updatedAt: 2026-01-20

CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 156 STEWED RAW KNOCK (PART 1)_2

"It’s nothing, I just sent a few messages to Ke Lian," Du Xixi explained simply, then bent down to pick up her two sons, one in each arm, not really struggling.

But when Yiyi and Er Er sat obediently in Du Xixi’s arms, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow, Yiyi and Er Er are growing fast! They feel much heavier than last month."

"Absolutely! Kids at this age change weight every day!" Ke Xing said with a smile, looking at the mother and sons. Just then, 2569 came over, and he pointed at 2569, saying, "Are you taking breakfast outside today? Didn’t sleep well last night?"

Yesterday, Ke Lian got home late, and this morning, when he got up, Ke Lian and Du Xixi had already left for work. Only Mo Feng, the lazy youngster who stayed over, was groggily getting up late, still a bit dazed when he came downstairs, clearly hadn’t slept enough.

Ke Xing rarely dealt with the outside ’blood and thunder’ anymore, but having seen the grand scenes before, he didn’t need Ke Lian or Mo Feng to elaborate; he had already guessed what they were busy with.

He understands military and political affairs better than Du Xixi; just reading the Interstellar Morning News today and thinking about the recent big events made him so anxious he almost called Ke Lian and Du Xixi home at once.

The Ke family’s security system was recently upgraded, the same as the Imperial Palace’s, practically impenetrable. Whatever anyone intends to do to Du Xixi, they certainly can’t succeed.

But after a moment’s impulsiveness, Ke Xing then calmed down immediately, even though his hand had already opened up the Light Computer, he sighed and just closed it back.

Because he is clear-headed, he knows that Ke Lian and the others’ plan shouldn’t be disrupted; he can’t wreck their entire plan out of temporary anxiety.

Ke Lian and Chen Yin wouldn’t gamble Du Xixi’s safety; if they dare to let Du Xixi live as usual, it clearly means their planning is meticulous, ensuring nothing would happen to Du Xixi.

Thus, why should Ke Xing worry too much? His task is to stay home with the two grandsons, letting Du Xixi and the others focus on their work.

Thinking of this, Ke Xing lifted his head and gave Du Xixi an even more gentle smile. Fortunately, Du Xixi was used to her father’s caring nature, so she didn’t find anything unusual, and smiled back, "Yes, Ke Lian and Fengzi chatted late last night, so they woke up later today."

In fact, Du Xixi and Ke Lian hadn’t delayed their wake-up time at all; Du Xixi even got awake earlier than usual. It’s just the couple’s conversation ran longer, so preoccupied they didn’t notice the passage of time, leaving no time for breakfast.

To be honest, Du Xixi and Ke Lian actually have no fixed work hours.

As a professor at Blue Star University, Du Xixi’s schedule is flexible, as long as teaching and school meetings aren’t missed, the rest of the time can be freely arranged. And Ke Lian, as an Imperial Marshal, currently doesn’t have a battlefield to attend to, and he’s delegated much of his authority. If he wanted to rest, he could sleep till noon.

Only, Du Xixi and Ke Lian are somewhat self-disciplined; Du Xixi doesn’t want to rush to make class on time, and Ke Lian doesn’t want laziness to become a habit that ruins his decades of efforts.

"Hm, I see Mo Feng, the rascal, slept late. Why doesn’t Ah Lan sleep a little more?" Ke Xing wrinkled his nose, seeing Du Xixi holding the two kids and worrying her arms might ache, he took the heavier Yiyi over, "Next time, I really must call his father and ask him to properly oversee Mo Feng."

"Fengzi’s on vacation today, sleeping late is normal," Du Xixi followed Ke Xing inside, instinctively glancing at the guest room upstairs where Mo Feng stayed. "Has he left?"

"Yeah, he left after lunch," Ke Xing felt Mo Feng really considers himself part of the family, hanging around, insisting on staying for lunch before leaving, and even taking plenty of snacks from 2569.

Thinking of Mo Feng leaving with bags full, Ke Xing couldn’t help but smile, "Like a bandit, eating and taking, emptied half of 2569’s little stash."

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