Sister, look at him!

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" x2

"Ah, you lose, you eat this piece of fat meat!" He Qingwan picked up the fat meat on the plate with chopsticks and handed it to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan wrinkled his face and looked at the shiny fat, unable to eat a single bite.

"Sister Wanwan, my mother said she wants to roast sweet potatoes and asked you how many you want to eat." Yingying's tender voice reached the room. He Qingwan's face lit up. He snatched the fat meat from Mu Yan's hand and handed it to Yingying who had just entered the room. "Yingying, do you want to eat meat?"

Mu Yan felt helpless. How could he bully a child? He picked up a piece of pork ribs with clean chopsticks and said, "Yingying, come and eat mine."

Yingying tilted her head and looked at Mu Yan's ribs with disdain, then happily took the meat from He Qingwan's hand, "Thank you, Sister Wanwan."

Mu Yan could hardly keep the smile on his face. He thought about the current era. Indeed, fatty meat was more popular than lean meat, not to mention ribs like his where half of the meat was bones. Basically no one bought or ate them.

He could understand it, but Yingying's look of disdain was too heartbreaking and it hurt him.

He still felt heartbroken until the roasted sweet potatoes were delivered to him.

"Ayan, open your mouth, ah~" He Qingwan fed the freshly peeled orange to Mu Yan.

After taking a bite, Mu Yan’s heart no longer ached.

He happily peeled the hot sweet potato bit by bit and placed it on the white porcelain plate in front of He Qingwan, "Wanwan, do you want to eat pickled cabbage and meat buns? I'll make some for you."

"It's okay to try it." He Qingwan took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of sweet potato into his mouth. It was sweet and a little hot.

"Okay! I'll go chop the stuffing right away!" Mu Yan quickly put away the pots and pans on the table on the kang, brought out the fruits, nuts, candied fruits, and pastries, and then got off the kang, put on his shoes, and walked out.

He Qingwan chewed on canned yellow peaches, silently took out his little tiger talisman, and began to issue orders, "You are greedy, go to the mountain to get some game."

A few wisps of black air flew out from the tiger talisman, passed through the window gap and flew deep into the mountains.

*

The plump meat buns were lined up in the steamer. Mu Yan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and sat down on a small stool. He added firewood while humming a nursery rhyme from his memory.

The fire burned more and more fiercely, and Mu Yan felt his vision becoming blurry and his brain becoming dizzy again and again.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard an inorganic, cold, mechanical sound:

[The fast traveler Mu Yan has been arrested. Repeat, the fast traveler Mu Yan has been arrested.]

The glass containing hot water suddenly shattered, and the boiling hot water splashed out, soaking the bed. He Qingwan looked at the broken glass and his uncontrollable breathing became heavier.

She stretched out her trembling hand to pick up the glass fragments on the bed sheet, but accidentally cut her finger. Bright red blood oozed out from her fingertips and fell on the glass fragments.

He Qingwan's vision was occupied by the scarlet color of blood, and golden runes appeared in her eyeballs and flowed slowly.

The dazzling gold and glaring red took away all of He Qingwan's vision.

……

Interstellar Court.

The long curved table was full of people. The young man awaiting trial was confined to a high-backed chair with his head hung down, and he seemed to be still unconscious.

The middle of the long table was empty, with only a Star Brain placed on the table. The Star Brain projected a technological blue screen, and strings of codes were running on it.

On the left side of Xingnao, a handsome man in formal attire looked somewhat similar to He Qingwan. He folded his hands in front of his chest, his fingers slightly bent, and his expression was indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

He sat there, even if he did nothing or said nothing, just sat there quietly, he gave people an overwhelming sense of oppression.

This is He Yanhuan, the supreme commander of the galaxy and the first heir of the He family who holds the title of Duke.

Next to him was a man still wearing a black combat uniform. How should I put it? This man gave people the feeling of a multinational mixed-race overbearing president with bipolar disorder from the old melodramatic romance novels.

Both her appearance and temperament are extremely suitable.

This is the crown prince of the Interstellar Federation and the newly appointed "general"

Further to the left, there is a beauty with snow-white hair and dark skin, a high nose and deep eyes, twins with blonde hair and blue eyes sitting together, and a girl with deer antlers looks sad.

On the right side of Xingnao, Wen Rangyu was holding a cup of coffee and adding sugar and milk to it. When he made eye contact with the people on He Yanhuan's side, he gave a friendly official smile.

Next to him, Zhongli Yuya had placed a set of tea sets on the table and was brewing tea with graceful movements.

Next to Zhongli Yuya, Mio squatted on a chair, yawning lazily, looking quite bored.

On the far right, the lady with dark purple hair braided into pigtails stared at the young man who was still unconscious in the high-back chair with a half-smile.

Mu Yan, who was in a coma, felt a sharp pain. After opening his eyes blankly, he saw several imposing bosses sitting in a row in front of him.

"The degree of collapse has reached ninety-eight percent." The blue data stream narrated the data that had just changed in a cold and stiff tone.

"Ah, what a pity, such a young child..." The royal sister sighed pretentiously, "It seems that he has to be executed directly~"

"I object!" The girl in the Gemini spoke up, "Brother, your crime does not deserve death, but you should be exiled to a garbage planet." There was innocence in those clear blue eyes.

"Alice is right!" Oliver agreed, his delicate doll-like face showing a perfect and impeccable smile, "He should be exiled!"

"Papeete, I've told you many times not to bring puppets to court." Wen Rangyu put down the coffee cup heavily.

"Oliver I'm afraid."

"I'm scared too, Alice."

"Hehehe." After the neurotic laughter, Alice and Oliver jumped off the chairs. A thin boy with pale face and dark pupils appeared there. He was wearing a loose and ill-fitting white shirt. He had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his not short black hair was unkempt and looked messy.

"He's just a child. There's no need to be so harsh on him." He Yanhuan glanced at Wen Rangyu calmly, then set his sights on Mu Yan. After a brief pause, he slowly said, "What Papeete said makes sense. Let's exile him."

"It's not your style to let the threat go unchecked." Wen Rangyu's smile completely disappeared, and he said coldly, "Execution is the easiest way, Yuya, what do you think?"

"Well, it's better to sentence him to life imprisonment." Zhongli Yuya said casually.

"I agree." The beautiful woman with snowy hair and dark skin responded, "Mu Yan's contribution is not small, it cannot be erased at will. Execution is too inhumane, and exile is too uncontrollable. Life imprisonment is the most suitable."

“But he is not guilty at all.” The antler girl had tears in her eyes. “Those people were reborn because of their obsession. It has nothing to do with this child. He is innocent…”

"Let him be executed."

"Must be executed~"

"I finally came back to the interstellar space and I still have to use my brain. It's really annoying."

"I think there should be imprisonment."

"Exile! Hehehe! Exile!"

"This child is innocent! You can't do this!"

What are they talking about?

Mu Yan had a bad premonition, but he didn't dare to think too deeply about it. He could only pray to He Qingwan secretly in his heart for safety.