After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

Of course, she wouldn't live like this, since she is A-level.

This was just to scare them. After the city hall received the news that Prince Boya was about to arrive, they took her parents and sister away. Song Yu didn't know where they went, let alone whether they were threatened.

"Brother, let's go. This woman is crazy." Princess Luo Er was actually a little scared. She suddenly became afraid of this woman who told horror stories.

Tang Zhishu patted his hands that were tightly clasping his arms. He could of course see that Song Yu was exaggerating, and he didn't want to argue too much.

Tang Zhishu bowed slightly and smiled gently, "Hello, Miss Song, I am Tang Zhishu, it's an honor to meet you."

Song Yu also smiled.

"What you just mentioned are just some minor problems caused by money. I believe you also know that after becoming an A-level Pacifier, you can live a rich life even without using the Matcher's property."

Princess Luo Er's brain was obviously not very fast. After her brother reminded her, she reacted and let go of Tang Zhishu. She put her hands on her hips and questioned Song Yu, "You actually lied to me?"

Song Yu shook his head. "No, this is my current plan for the future. Of course, plans are not as fast as changes. Maybe things will be different in the future. Who knows?"

Tang Zhishu's eyes suddenly met Song Yu's, but after just one or two seconds, he looked away on his own initiative.

"I suppose we could still talk?"

Song Yu thought about it, turned slightly sideways, and motioned him to go in.

After Tang Zhishu came in, Song Yu blocked the door.

"My only guest is Prince Boya. As for this young lady, if you want to meet her, you can make an appointment three days in advance."

"I..." Princess Luo'er's eyes widened and her face turned red with anger. From the time she was born until now, she had never been rejected like this.

"Even if you're the princess, you can't break into a commoner's house without permission, right?"

Ten minutes later, Song Yu and Tang Zhishu entered the villa alone, leaving Princess Luo Er outside with her teeth bared and claws bared, wanting to beat someone up.

"Please." In the living room, Tang Zhishu asked Song Yu to sit down. Then he saw that there was nothing on the coffee table. He shook his head slightly with some dissatisfaction, "The people here are so careless. They didn't even prepare a drink for Miss Song."

Song Yu thought he was mocking his poor hospitality, but in the blink of an eye, Tang Zhishu entered the kitchen. Soon, the sound of water splashing was heard. In less than five minutes, he brought up two glasses of juice. The glasses were frosted crystal glasses, and the juice was emerald green. One glass had a slice of lemon on it, while the other did not.

Obviously a lemon cannot have only one slice, so he deliberately lowered the specifications of one of the cups.

Song Yu stared at his hand, wanting to see who he would give the cup that looked more noble because of the extra slice of lemon.

A few seconds later, Tang Zhishu placed the cup with lemon in front of Song Yu. "Sorry, I took the initiative and was reckless."

The sunlight shone on him, and he bent down slightly to help her arrange the juice. The man in front of her was like a glowing white unicorn, noble and gentle.

Song Yu smiled slightly, "After all, this is not my home."

Tang Zhishu sat down, leaning forward with a certain degree of reserve. "Miss Song, regarding the matching of the civil affairs system..."

"Your Highness, I'm just an ordinary person. I know I can't refuse your request if you want." Seeing that the previous remarks didn't scare him off, Song Yu could only continue to play his cards. "But you know, whether it's getting along after marriage or emotional comfort, it must be voluntary on both sides. If I'm unwilling, even if we sign a contract, the effect of comfort will be very poor. I'm only A-level, but you're already S-level. By the time I reach S-level, where I can still comfort you even if you don't want to, I'm afraid you'll have already become alienated."

The juice tasted delicious, and Song Yu sipped it leisurely.

"Miss Song, I think you've misunderstood something." Tang Zhishu's expression remained unchanged. He took a sip of the juice, which was less citric, and looked at Song Yu seriously. "Miss Song, I assure you that I'm no different from other matches. I will honor my obligations to my family and respect you in every way. After we conclude the contract, I will renounce my inheritance rights and will never, as a prince, demand that you enter the royal family or give up other matches."

Song Yu smiled. The other party was quite sincere, which made her very happy.

"Your Highness, how can you guarantee this?"

"The royal family fears nothing more than losing the support of the people. If you agree to form a pact with me, I will make public everything I say in an official document. Even if I try to regret it one day, the royal family cannot tolerate an unpredictable heir."

Song Yu's brows jumped. She certainly knew that the royal family did not care about the law. They had countless ways to circumvent the law in secret, but they were afraid of gossip. Not to mention that information is extremely developed now and the royal family is a castrated version, even in ancient times when imperial power was supreme, the royal family was afraid of rumors.

"Your Highness, are you really willing to give up your inheritance rights?"

Song Yu carefully studied the man before her. He was actually quite young. Although he tried to be humble, he still had the aura of a superior. Because of his true form, Bai Ze, he had rare white hair and white eyes. Facing such a member of the opposite sex, it was impossible to say that she had no random thoughts at all. She could only distinguish between one handsome guy and a group of handsome guys.

Tang Zhishu smiled and said, "Miss Song, don't worry. I didn't do this on a whim just for fun. If I really cared about the inheritance, I wouldn't have promoted myself to S-rank."

"Tsk." Song Yu smacked his lips, thinking that he was right.

He was already S-rank, but without a suitable appeaser, he wouldn't even live to see the throne. If he wanted the throne, he could have done everything he could to stay at a lower rank, so that it would be easy for him to pick a dedicated appeaser from among the nobles.

"Well," Song Yu checked the time, "there are still twelve minutes left. I hope to see your commitment within this time. If you still don't have it by the last minute, I will cancel the match immediately."

Tang Zhishu didn't answer. He didn't seem to be in a hurry and slowly drank the juice in his hand.

Of course Song Yu was not in a hurry. It only took a second to click cancel, and even if she couldn't cancel it, as the head of the family, she could take the initiative to terminate the contract.

32 seconds, 31 seconds... Just when the time jumped to seconds left, Tang Zhishu suddenly stood up. He looked at Song Yu intently for a few seconds, then knelt on one knee in front of Song Yu, "The official document of giving up the throne has been made public, Master of the Family."

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Zhishu finished speaking, a prompt appeared, with the words "Prince Boya renounces his inheritance rights" clearly written on it.

Song Yu clicked on it, and the content inside was exactly the same as what Tang Zhishu had just said, and the signature at the bottom was Song Tang Zhishu.

Just as Song Yu had anticipated, he had already prepared it, waiting only for her approval before sending it out immediately. With the speed of information dissemination in this era, a major event like this would be enough to make the headlines within ten minutes.

The two looked at each other for ten seconds, until the option to cancel the match disappeared and the black words turned red, which meant that they were already legal partners.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and Song Yu felt a little embarrassed. She wanted to reach out and help Tang Zhishu up, but she was not used to touching strangers, especially such a noble and handsome person of the opposite sex.

"We suddenly became a family," Song Yu rubbed his hands, not knowing where to put his arms, "I'm a little uncomfortable."

This is my man?

"Don't worry, Patriarch, we still have a lot of time."

Song Yu seemed to have just realized something, "You, you're not leaving?"

Tang Zhishu was also a little confused. "Master, we have already made a contract. Apart from official duties, I will stay by your side, serve you, and protect you."

"That's right." Song Yu was just not used to such efficient marriages. "Please sit down, don't kneel."