After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

In the City Hall at Hall 006 of the Beishang Star Circle, the already busy workers were even more busy after receiving the news that Prince Boya was about to arrive. They were all busy all the time.

"I was thinking of asking the mayor to introduce my nephew to Miss Song. He's only 23, and already a B-rank, a guaranteed S-rank prospect," a woman, cigarette in hand, said loudly to another woman in the tea room. "Now it seems there's no chance. Prince Boya, wow, that little girl from the Song Han family is actually a match for a prince."

"I think Song Han is about to bloom. Even though she's still D-level at almost fifty, with such wealthy sons-in-law around, at least she won't have to worry about the mortgage anymore. Aren't there plenty of low-level boys who come to her door automatically?"

The two women laughed heartily, ignoring the men who were busy and sweating next to them.

Song Han was also a low-level clerk in the city hall. Strictly speaking, these two women were half a level higher than her.

"In two years, your daughter will have her initial test. What if she also gets an A? Will you get to see your daughter blossom once again?"

"Instead of waiting for this, I might as well buy that damn lottery ticket."

Before he could finish his words, the woman facing the door suddenly stood up, her whole body tensed, and performed a not-so-standard half-squat salute.

The other woman also turned around immediately.

The two people who came were a man and a woman. The man was wearing a pure white suit with the buttons at the waist pulled tightly, making him look broad-shouldered and thin-waisted. The gold-rimmed glasses perfectly modified his face shape.

The woman wore a pale green dress, a sparkling gemstone necklace around her neck, and a pearl bracelet on her hand, a pearl that had been extinct for thousands of years. These delicate and luxurious accessories made them look elegant and regal, and the aura of someone in a superior position made it difficult for anyone to approach them.

They were Princess Rawl and Prince Boya, everyone knew them, along with their four guards and the mayor, whose face was wrinkled with a smile.

"Your Highness Princess, Your Highness Prince, you actually came here in person? Did you have a smooth journey?" Mayor Wang Jinmingyu asked about their well-being along the way.

"No need to trouble Mayor Wang so much," Tang Zhishu smiled gently, "I want to see Miss Song Yu as soon as possible."

"I'll contact Song Han right now and have her and her daughter come see you." Wang Jinmingyu was about to call Song Han. As mayor, he wasn't one to be polite to a city hall clerk. He even regretted not contacting Song Han sooner. To do so now would require the princess and the prince to wait at least 30 minutes, which would be rude.

"No," Tang Zhishu stopped Wang Jinmingyu, "I'd rather go see Miss Song. I came in a hurry, so please send me a flying car as soon as possible."

"How can that be possible? They are now in a villa in the suburbs. It's too unsafe."

"Don't worry, I can guarantee my own safety."

He is S-level.

"Okay, it's none of your business. We're not here to express our condolences at the City Hall." Princess Roll quickly became impatient. She didn't like the faces of the people here, nor did she like this meaningless tug-of-war.

In less than ten minutes, the flying car was in place and Tang Zhishu and Tang Zhian left the city hall.

Wang Jinmingyu wiped his sweat with a full pack of tissues, his carrot-like fingers trembling slightly. He was so nervous. It seemed that this was the first time a small place like Beishangxing Circle had welcomed a prince. He had come and gone so suddenly.

"She's really beautiful, much more charming than on the internet." The two women who had just been discussing the old tree blooming were wide-eyed. Looking at the unattractive men around them, even including Mayor Wang Jin Mingyu, none of them could compare to His Royal Highness even one-tenth of his talent. "I still need to train my daughter well, and I can't stop taking the genetic medicine. Upper-class men are really different."

On the flying car, Tang Zhishu clenched his hands tightly, and when there was no one around, he finally showed his nervousness.

"Are you nervous?" Princess Roll asked. "She's just a commoner! We're royalty."

Tang Zhishu smiled and looked at the high-rise buildings lined up in the distance. This Northward Star Circle was much more chaotic and crowded than the Capital Star Circle. There was almost no trace of plants as far as the eye could see. It was filled with densely packed houses and noisy crowds.

Would a woman who grew up in such an environment be as anxious, irritable, and profit-driven as this city gives people?

"I don't like doing things without preparation. This incident happened too suddenly," said Tang Zhishu.

"Don't worry, brother. If Song Yu is a bad guy, I will use my royal privileges to cancel your match." Princess Luo Er held her head high as a proud little princess.

The car soon stopped in front of a small villa. It was a very small villa, with an estimated area of no more than 300 square meters. It had only three floors, almost no courtyard, and the decoration was very shabby. It was probably not much better than the villas in the slums of the capital star circle.

Princess Luo Er looked unhappy. "Brother, their house is too small. Do you want to live in a place like this with her? I'll go meet her later. I'll make sure she goes back to Bai Ze Palace with you."

"I am the match for An, don't worry. When I was in the First Army, I was far worse than this." Tang Zhishu comforted his sister in a gentle tone.

"No, this place is also temporarily rented by the city hall." A woman wearing only a loose nightgown was leaning against the gate. She was very young, with black hair. In this world where women are generally fat, she looked very thin, of medium height, with a playful look in her eyes.

"We live in a densely populated area not far from the city hall. More than a dozen people live in a 120-square-meter, four-bedroom, one-living room apartment. My mother lives in one room, her four sons share two, my sister and I share one, and my brothers share another. Fortunately, my older brothers are now adults and have been successfully matched with caregivers. Otherwise, the younger children would have to sleep in the living room. Every morning, I have to compete with my mother's match and my younger siblings for the bathroom. Even in the hottest summer weather, I can't open the windows for ventilation."

She shrugged, unconcerned about Princess Luo'er's gradually distorted expression. "According to the custom of the Northern Star Circle, as the eldest daughter, I will not be separated from my parents. Therefore, I may end up sharing a room of less than 15 square meters with my matches. And my matches, in addition to doing my laundry, cooking, and serving me tea and water every day, will also have to serve my parents, take care of my mother and all her matches, and provide for their well-being and endurance."

Princess Luo'er's face was almost twisted into a bun. She had her own palace and a large number of mechanical and human servants since she was born. She never thought that more than a dozen people would be crowded in the bathroom. Yes, 120 square meters, only a little bigger than her largest bathroom.

Even Tang Zhishu was almost unable to hold back. Even in the First Military Region, he had his own suite, which was at least much larger than 120 square meters.

"This is not a problem. The city hall probably won't take back this villa. At least we can have the right to live in it," said Tang Zhishu.

"That won't work. This place is too far from where my mother works. I can't bear to let her spend more than an hour on the road every day." Song Yu shrugged. She was not exaggerating. This was the life of most ordinary people in the Interstellar Empire, crowded and noisy.

If things had continued along the normal trajectory, Song Yu, the real Song Yu would not have left home. She would have found a few D-level and E-level matches and continued to live with her mother's family. If she was lucky, she could have bought a small house of her own before she turned 40, and then continue to live crowded together with her children.