The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"how do you feel?"

It’s not good, my head hurts, and my whole body hurts, like a social animal that was forcibly dragged to run a marathon.

My consciousness wants to wake up, but my body is very heavy.

Suddenly, there was a cold feeling on his forehead. Shen Mian was agitated, and his consciousness regained control of his body.

When he opened his eyes, the room was very dim and he could barely see the things around him.

The body was helped up.

A dark shadow appeared in the field of vision, slightly panicked, but still trying to keep a calm face.

"...I'm unconscious...how long have I been sleeping? It's already dark."

Shen Mian's consciousness was still very sleepy, and the soft bed was like a monster, constantly increasing her sleepiness.

"Half an hour." Shen Ying moved the wet towel away from Shen Mian's forehead.

"You couldn't wake up after you fell down. The medical cabin test said it was normal sleep after strenuous exercise."

Only half an hour? It's getting dark no matter what.

Shen Mian looked out through the window.

Outside the window is endless darkness.

Yes, maybe we drove somewhere, Shen Mian thought aimlessly.

Speaking of which, interstellar technology is so advanced that there is absolutely no feeling when running this starship...

Wait, no, if according to Shen Mian's observation of her character, it was certain that there was nothing wrong with her body, Shen Ying would never wake her up rashly.

Unless there is a problem that Shen Ying cannot handle.

"What's going on?" Shen Mian looked at her.

"I just received a notification that there is an unknown malfunction in the Starship's internal launch system." Shen Ying's voice was calm, "It needs to be repaired in place for an hour."

"That is to say, the Star Boat is still at our pick-up location and has not moved at all."

"Yes."

Shen Mian was completely awake.

……

What a big trouble, Shen Mian thought.

She walked in the empty aisle reserved for first-class passengers, of course, using Lan Yan's face.

This floor is the first-class cabin on the starship. If the starship can start smoothly, first-class passengers from different planets will fill this floor completely.

However, at this moment, this floor was as quiet as a ghost, with not a single soul in sight.

It was so empty that it was a bit scary.

Shen Mian thought to himself, could it be a coincidence to perform maintenance on the spot?

Just now, before she was about to go out to find out the news, she checked it with her brain.

The overhaul of old starships is not a rare event.

Many people have complained that maintenance has delayed their schedules.

The possibility of coincidence is high.

Moreover, if someone who is monitoring Shen Mian and Lan Yan doesn't know about it hinders the operation of the starship.

This means that their people are on this small satellite.

There's no need to make it so troublesome. Isn't it easier to deal with Shen Mian at the Shen Family Farm?

Even if it is only now that Shen Mian realizes that Shen Mian has escaped, he can just go to the door and arrest the person, and he will be sure to catch them.

Why take an extra step to inform them and make them vigilant?

It can't be a cat-and-mouse game. I want to see the bad taste of Shen Mian's struggle.

Although everything pointed to a harmless coincidence, Shen Mian always felt that this was a disturbing signal.

What was conveyed?

Shen Mian couldn't think of it.

Ignoring Shen Ying's worries, she dragged her groggy head and walked out of the first class cabin.

There is no one on this floor, next...

Shen Mian stood in front of the huge map at the entrance of the teleportation ladder, lost in thought.

The girl's finger drew a circle in one spot.

——First class and first class passengers, shared lounge.

……

The leisure hall was also empty, with only a few people.

understand.

Shen Mian checked the information of the small satellite where the farm is located. It was somewhat famous when the mineral deposits were abundant in the past. However, the resources are numerous, and if they are gone, they are gone.

Several previous officials have tried all kinds of tricks, but to no avail. Now the land in the small satellite has been sold at a discount to several companies and families for farming, and only a few small mines are on the verge of bankruptcy.

Of course, there are only a few hundred thousand Imperial citizens on the small satellite who can truly be considered "human". How do refugees deserve to be included in the Empire's statistics?

As long as you play with the data a little bit, the average income and happiness index of each citizen are quite high.

With this handy trick, the small satellite was packaged into a bunch of colorful shifts.

In this case, there are very few passengers who can afford first-class and first-class cabins when boarding at this station.

Shen Mian glanced around and saw two acquaintances.

One is a priest who has reached middle age and still does not forget his concubine's religion. He squeezes interns and refuses to become a regular priest. He gives full play to the style of the dead father of the Temple of Light, Yuntao.

The other one has a mat on his face and only knows how to sleep. His identity is the earl’s nephew and a notary who comes and goes a mystery.

The two are playing cards.

Logically speaking, the relationship between poker friends should be good.

Unfortunately, looking at their expressions, it looked like two gay men with different identities were accidentally trapped in the same room.

The two gay men, ah no, the faces of both of them were filled with the expressions of having to make do with it and having no choice but to make do with it.

Shen Mian looked at the expressions of the two of them, and stopped as he was about to go over to get some information, for fear of becoming a part of their play.

However, she did not hide herself deliberately and directly ran into the notary's sight. He threw the cards on the table and casually waved to Shen Mian, who was wearing a pretty face: "From the Lan family, come here and sit here. "

The notary's tone was lukewarm. If Lan Yanzai... were still alive, he would definitely feel that his family status was being slighted.

But what does the Lan family’s face have to do with Shen Mian?

She walked over directly and took a glass of wine from the waiter's hand.

She didn't know the notary's name either, so she nodded awkwardly but politely.

He turned to look at Yuntao, wondering if Lan Yan recognized this person.

Fortunately, Yuntao was still wearing a priest's robe, and Shen Mian greeted him vaguely: "Good afternoon, priest."

The notary didn't wait for Yuntao's response, and then said to Shen Mian in a sinister tone: "You've made progress, and you know how to say hello to people you see."

Shen Mian laughed twice.

He turned to look at Lan Yan's face, which looked like Yuntao had seen a ghost, and asked casually: "Do you know each other?"

Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Yes, we changed seats when we came on the star boat the night before yesterday."

"It just so happens that your branch is short of money, isn't it?" The notary said, "Businessmen like the Lan family love to do charity. You might as well cooperate and don't always cause trouble to my uncle."

Yun Tao also laughed twice, and then said casually, "Then let's add an optical brain communication signal."

The notary sneered.

Shen Mian was a little confused, stretched out the hand wearing Lan Yan's optical brain, touched Yun Tao's optical brain, and approved Yuntao's application.

As the person with the highest status present, the notary stirred up the topic and said that his uncle, the count, bought a famous balabala in Emperor Star.

Shen Mian smiled and acted as a listener, chiming in a few words from time to time, feeling quite impatient inside.

Why the hell should I go out.

But Yuntao was distracted and reached under the table to fiddle with something.

Until Shen Mian received a private chat message from Yuntao.

——"Yunsu already has a fiancé. Her parents ordered her to be a matchmaker. If you know her, don't pester her. Our Yun family is not a vegetarian."

Shen Mian's smile disappeared.