Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

Chapter 242 Shang Qi, why are you retreating?

What else could it be? Of course, it sensed the aura of Huo Yuan and the others and was unwilling to continue leading the way.

Wu Yan also briefly told Shang Qi about the situation here, "Shang Qi, since you came to look for us, can you still get in touch with Yan Zhao?"

Shang Qi nodded, "We brought a separate signal receiver, and we only transmit back and forth from a single point. The signal is highly concentrated and can break through signal interference, and it is not easy to be discovered."

"It's just right. Let's give Wu Mu an external stimulus. You can let Yan Zhao spread the information that we have found the prince. Someone will definitely be restless and take a series of measures.

If Wu Mu wants to return to the empire, we can follow the clues to find the person behind the scenes. Even if we can't catch that person, we can at least cut off one of his powerful arms.

If Wu Mu doesn’t want to go back, we can take the opportunity to fabricate a false death for him…” Wu Yan whispered.

Shang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. "Anyone with a weaker character would be unwilling to take over the future of the interstellar empire. He was exiled to the Tianhai star body, which was equivalent to more than a hundred years of waste. His cultivation level is far behind everyone else. There are also various human connections, imperial techniques, etc. There are many things that need to be learned and mastered."

Wu Yan smiled: "Descendants of the Wu family are stubborn and will not give up easily. I believe he is not a timid person. If there is a chance, he will definitely climb up.

Of course, the universe is so vast that exceptions are not in short supply. No one knows the answer until the last moment, so we have to see if he has the heart and ability to shoulder the future of the interstellar empire!"

Taking advantage of the night, Shang Qi went out and asked the guards left on the spaceship to pass on the news.

It just so happened that Wu Yan and Qiu Ling had not eaten yet. Shang Qi brought a lot of food, and the meal was rich. They were young and had good digestion abilities, so they were so hungry that they just focused on eating and had no time to talk.

The house they were living in was an abandoned house of someone else. Half of the walls and courtyard walls had collapsed. Wu Yan and Wu Mu worked hard for a whole day to rebuild it with stones, mud and straw.

It is a simple two-bedroom and one-living room apartment. Now Shang Qi has cleaned up another room and placed a simple wooden large bed, a pair of bedside tables, a set of wooden tables and chairs, a chest of drawers and a three-door wardrobe in it.

Shang Qi cleaned up the room and pressed the dust cleaning function with the remote control. The whole room was fresh and clean. He took out a rechargeable night light and placed it on the bedside, which really made the room feel warm and elegant.

Qiu Ling stood at the door and watched, pursing his lips and smiling: "Whose snail boy is this? He is so hardworking?"

Wu Yan also took a glance and found that he was indeed a child of aristocratic family. He was particular about everything he did. Just think about the camp bed and a set of neat desks and chairs in his room. It couldn't be simpler.

He suddenly reflected on his carelessness. Now that he had a wife, he could no longer live a rough life like before.

I have to learn to make a sworn brother and put some artistic things in the storage ring. I never know when I will use them.

"Ling Bao's," Shang Qi said with a smile, "Come, Ling Bao, see if there is anything else that needs to be added?"

Qiu Ling walked around with his hands behind his back. He had added some necessary furniture to the original house. But as a grown man, he still had vases, dried flowers, floral and lace cloth, and celadon tea sets in his storage ring. The bed was covered with a four-piece set, the curtains were double-layered, and there were even various rattan baskets for storing things...

Not only did Wu Yan feel that he was rough, Qiu Ling also felt that she looked unfeminine.

She nodded and said, "It's fine," without offering any suggestions at all!

Shang Qi smiled, thinking it was worth it that he took a tour of the manor before coming here and put everything he could loot into his storage ring.

"Brother Yan, Ling Bao and I are going to rest. You should go to bed early too." Shang Qi put his arm around Qiu Ling's waist and said with a chuckle.

Wu Yan said calmly, "Well, you go out with me tomorrow. One more man in the house means one more laborer. We need to make money together to support our wife."

Shang Qi found this quite interesting and agreed with a smile.

After closing the door and setting up the protective shield, Shang Qi ruffled Qiu Ling's hair and asked, "Did Lingbao miss me?"

Qiu Ling nodded, "Yes." During the two months at the Temple Academy, they had seen each other every day, and it had become a habit. She must have missed him after not seeing him for more than half a month.

However, if it were usual, Shang Qi would definitely hug her, but today, when they were in the same room, he restrained himself and only rubbed her hair?

Thinking that he was still a man, Qiu Ling immediately became interested and took a step forward. Sure enough, Shang Qi took a step back.

She poked Shang Qi's chest: "Shang Qi, why are you retreating? Why don't you hug me? Now it's just the two of us, don't you want to do something to me?"

Shang Qi pulled the corners of his lips, thinking, but his wife looked like this, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. "Hey, Ling Bao, are you, are you comfortable sleeping like this?"

"This mask fits me very well, and is no different from my own. I don't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, if I take it off, I will have to pinch my face again tomorrow. What if it's different and my neighbors get suspicious?" Qiu Ling said this in a very serious tone.

Shang Qi frowned slightly. Indeed, when they were assistants, they usually pinched their faces in advance. The human skin mask would return to its original state after being taken off. It would have to be re-molded the next time it was used.

When they are in the live broadcast room, there are influences of filters, lighting, and beauty, so it doesn’t matter if their faces are crooked or their cheeks are different in height for two days.

But in reality, if they fail to do something right and someone notices it, they'll get into trouble.

Seeing him silent for a moment, Qiu Ling slightly curled the corners of her lips, knowing that he believed her nonsense. In fact, sometimes people can't be too imaginative!

"Ling Bao, are you usually like this at home? Wu Yan..." Shang Qi asked with difficulty.

Qiu Ling nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I do this at home too, Wu Yan is used to it. The neighbors all think we are brothers."

Shang Qi clenched his fists. This was too cruel. Was Wu Yan trying to please both men and women?

"Since Shang Qi is not planning to do anything, let's go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow... Qingyi called me to go pick wild vegetables," Qiu Ling said, and then he cast a Qingchen Talisman. His robes changed into a T-shirt and shorts. He looked like a handsome young man, threw off the quilt and lay down, patting his side, "Shang Qi has been tired all day, go to sleep quickly, you have to rest well tomorrow when you go for ironwork."

Shang Qi gritted his teeth and lay straight on the other side of the bed, looking at the ceiling made of straw and tree trunks, and caught a key word with his ears: "Blacksmithing?"

"Yes, on the Tianhai planet, technology develops very slowly, and labor is still in a relatively primitive stage. There is an abandoned, scattered iron mine nearby, and people either go to the mountains to collect ore, or go to the blacksmith shop to forge iron and earn pearls." Qiu Ling smiled and turned around, burying his head in Shang Qi's arms.

Shang Qi...