Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

It is said in the promotional video that the direct bloodline of the royal family is so powerful that the current emperor Guan Jin can survive in the vacuum environment of the universe for more than 20 hours.

"In this case, he shouldn't be considered a human being, right?" Yan Wan once asked Yan Zhao curiously.

Yan Zhao's answer at the time was affirmative: "Of course, the official gave the special name of mutants to show that they are also a part of the human race."

In Yan Wan's heart, the crown prince could stab her to death with one finger.

What's more, he was sitting on the sofa with such a cold expression, and he didn't seem like an easy person to get along with.

"Come back?" Guan You closed the book, walked to Yan Zhao, and nodded to Yan Wan.

"Well, my sister plans to stay here for a week, so I'm sorry to disturb you."

Yan Wan originally planned to pester his brother and play for a while longer. But when she saw Guan You, she immediately put this request behind her and was so nervous that she didn't know what to say.

Guan You didn't seem to want to communicate with Yan Wan anymore. He greeted Yan Wan politely and went about his own business.

When Yan Wan came to the room upstairs, she was surprised to find that her brother had given the room to her and chose to live with Song Tingxi.

In the afternoon, the three of them went to play near the Central Square. Yan Wan took some photos and observed Song Tingxi and Yan Zhao carefully. The more he looked at them, the more he felt something was wrong.

She already knew that the reason why Song Tingxi traveled wearing sunglasses and a hat was because he was also famous and was the only son of the Imperial Marshal. With someone of this status, it is normal for him to be as indifferent as Guan You, but Song Tingxi was always considerate to Yan Zhao, and his eyes were wrong.

Yan Wan's grades were a mess, but she was very sensitive emotionally. She immediately realized something.

Returning to the small villa at night, Yan Wan hugged Yan Zhao and cried, "I haven't seen my brother for a long time, so he just sleeps with me. Aren't Brother Song and His Royal Highness your friends? They don't gossip. ."

Song Tingxi saw that Yan Zhao's expression was a little shaken, and she suddenly became depressed. This younger sister is also so clingy, even hugging her brother at the age of 15, not shying away from him at all.

But she is Yan Zhao's sister after all, and Yan Zhao seems to like her very much.

"Wanwan, you are a big girl, you can't be like this." After playing for a day, Song Tingxi also started to call Yan Zhao by his nickname.

Yan Wan thought for a while and said, "Brother Song, we have been troublesome for you all day. How can we have the nerve to let my brother stay with you at night? If my brother really doesn't want to live with me, then..."

Her eyes moved to the living room.

She thought, in order to prevent her brother from being taken advantage of, she might as well sleep on the sofa.

But Guan You was sitting on it.

Song Tingxi was shocked and blurted out: "No."

"Ah?" Yan Wan felt that he was becoming more and more suspicious.

My brother's body is different from that of ordinary men. If he sleeps with Song Tingxi, he might find out. If my brother is...by...

Yan Wan simply didn't dare to think about it.

They stayed together that day, and Yan Wan had no time to remind Yan Zhao. Her brother was so emotionally slow that he could never imagine what was going on in a man's mind.

Guan You read Qingxing Shu all day today and saw the three of them tangled up and down, and felt that it was completely unnecessary.

"Since Yan Wan cares, let Yan Zhao live with me. My room is big, so it's okay."

When Guan You said this, he showed no interest. It was like a proposal was made purely for their troubles.

Yan Wan felt that he was much safer than Song Tingxi, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Song Tingxi vomited blood in his heart.

what happened? Aren't you still scared to death of the prince during the day? So bold now.

Song Tingxi didn't know that Yan Wan had been pampered by her family since she was a child. Once she overcomes her psychological barriers, her mentality is very coquettish.

Song Tingxi reacted so strongly that Guan You didn't know why and asked him, "How was your day today?"

Because she didn't want Guan You to know the secret, Song Tingxi could only force a smile and said, "Not bad."

Yan Zhao walked into Guan You's room holding the quilt, and immediately saw a huge shelf against the wall with various mecha models on it.

After placing the quilt on the corner of the bed, he carefully observed the models and found traces of hand-making.

Guan You walked in and said, "I did all these myself."

In addition to mechas, there were actually some anime figures, allowing Yan Zhao to get a glimpse of another side of the crown prince.

As for the scene that Song Tingxi was imagining at the moment, taking a bath together, it didn't happen at all.

Yan Zhao was very tired after playing for a day. After taking a bath, he collapsed on the bed, covered himself with a quilt and closed his eyes.

While he was drifting into sleep, he felt there was movement around him. Opening his eyes, he saw Guan You turning over.

"Can't you sleep?"

The lights were all dark, but there was no sleepiness in Guan You's eyes. He asked: "Did I disturb you?"

It was originally meant to be a place to stay, but Yan Zhao just said "no", then touched the switch of the bedside lamp, turned it on and asked, "Would you like to cultivate your sleepiness?"

Guan You sat up with him, making eye contact face to face under the dim light of the bedside lamp.

"What can you do?" Guan You couldn't sleep because of a physical headache. Originally, it would be slightly better for him to stay with Yan Zhao.

But for some reason, Guan You felt his headache get worse today when he heard Yan Zhao's breathing while sleeping.

"My master taught me a method of self-cultivation called yoga, some of which can help with sleep."

As he spoke, Yan Zhao clasped his hands together and crossed his legs. Seeing that Guan You was indifferent, he said seriously: "Follow me."

Intellectually, he felt that this initial action was a bit stupid, but when he saw Yan Zhao's clear eyes, Guan You couldn't say no, so he followed the action slowly.