After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

"Mom, it's okay. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"They're all locked up, how can they be okay?"

Song Han was really anxious this time. She was badly injured on Planet 006 before, but before they could return, Song Yu went to the capital star circle. Only more than a month had passed, and her good daughter had become a murderer again.

She questioned Song Yang for several hours, but she just said it was okay and refused to say anything else. How could it be okay after killing the Duke?

Can the royal family still help Song Yu? Song Han was worried that Song Yang was too young to understand the ways of the world, and that she didn't even know that everyone had given up on her sisters.

"Mother, don't worry. The Patriarch won't do anything he's not sure of. My mother is also helping him deal with the situation. Besides, this case is being tried in a military court, and with Principal Zhang Nanyi in charge, the Jiang family doesn't have that much leverage."

"Xiao Yu, how long will it take for her to come out?" Song Han was still very worried.

"A military court hears a case much faster than a civil court. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a result within half a month." Tang Zhishu said, "Don't worry, the head of the family will be safe."

Although Song Han was still worried, he had no way of keeping asking Tang Zhishu, so he had to hang up the phone.

=

In the next room, Jiang Yin sat dejectedly on the sofa, not even noticing the return of Princess Luo Er, whom he feared the most.

It wasn't until his head was rubbed hard by a hand that Jiang Yin jumped up reflexively.

"Master, I'm sorry, I was distracted."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yin was pulled to sit down.

"I'm not that scary." She even poured Jiang Yin a glass of juice. "If you're feeling down, just talk to someone."

Jiang Yin lowered his head and huddled into the sofa.

"Master, Miss Song killed my mother. I..."

"Jiang Yin, do you believe Song Yu?" asked Princess Luo Er.

Jiang Yin's face was full of confusion. His entire relationship with Song Yu was due to the indirect relationship between the head of the family and his brother. He was not familiar with Song Yu.

"Do you believe your mother?"

Jiang Yin hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"She's not kind to my father and uncles. She prefers tall, thin matches, so she only gives them one meal a day and never allows them to eat more than one bite." Jiang Yin blushed slightly. "When I first formed a bond with you, I was also scared. I thought, I thought..."

"Thought you'd never have enough to eat again?"

Jiang Yin nodded. "Or something else. I have a cousin who likes people with amputated limbs, so she requires healthy matches to have their limbs amputated. Others specifically target those from poor families and low social status, and after forming a bond with them, tie them to the bed and forbid them from leaving for the rest of their lives. I was so scared that I would lose something important."

Princess Luo Er had heard a little about the habits of the nobles in the capital star circle. She had never thought much about it before, but now, looking at Jiang Yin beside her, she realized how cruel it was to impose those habits on such a young, healthy and vigorous life.

"So, let's wait and see what happens. Also, Song Yu acted on Jiang Yan's behalf because if Jiang Yan devours his mother, no matter how many unforgivable crimes Jiang Honglian committed, Jiang Yan will face the death penalty or at least forty years in prison."

Jiang Yin nodded, "I understand. In fact, this is not the first time my mother has killed a match."

"Jiang Yin, not every woman is so cruel." Princess Luo Er tried to break free from the suffocating atmosphere. "The vast majority of appeasers, at least 95% or more, even including my mother, love their matches. I won't be like that either. I hope you can achieve something in the field you love and do what you like. I will support you."

Jiang Yin's sad eyes passed across Princess Luo Er's face. He seemed to remember that he already had a comforter and a new home.

"Well, Master, thank you." Jiang Yin tried to lean on Princess Luo Er's shoulder.

Princess Luo Er touched his head and said, "No need. The court will open in three days. Let's wait and see."

=

On the first day Sha Lang came, he did not wait for Song Yu to finish eating like he did at home, but sat opposite her and ate with her.

Song Yu thought about those broken rules that were originally for the nobility. She and Sha Lang were not nobility, Tang Zhishu was not there, and this place could not be secretly photographed, so it didn't matter.

While eating, Sha Lang always looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, but didn't say anything.

Sha Lang usually daydreams most of the time, so it's rare for him to be online for such a long time.

"You..." Before Song Yu could finish his words, the piece of meat between his chopsticks was snatched away by Sha Lang.

Although she was imprisoned, the food was not bad, at least much better than the cafeteria of the Imperial Military Academy, and there was no shortage of meat. She didn't know why Sha Lang only wanted the piece in her chopsticks.

After eating, there was no TV here and the communicator was also blocked. Song Yu was bored, so he went back to his room and lay down for a while.

When he came out again, the table was still a mess with untied dishes. Sha Lang sat on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest.

Song Yu then realized how much she had become reliant on Tang Zhishu, and that he was responsible for many invisible tasks. She was about to wash the dishes when she suddenly felt like she was being watched. She looked up and saw Sha Lang still had his eyes closed. She went back to wash the dishes, and that feeling returned.

She is now also S-level. Not only are her five senses sensitive, but her sixth sense is also very accurate. She would not make a mistake. It was clearly coming from the direction of Shalang.

Could it be that the person with spatial ability could appear here?

It was not until she looked at Sha Lang for the fourth time that she realized that he had hurriedly closed his eyes because he saw her looking back.

"Sha Lang?"

"Ok?"

Sha Lang pretended nothing happened.

"It's okay, you continue."

Song Yu felt that Sha Lang was very strange today.

After washing the dishes, the two sat on the sofa. Song Yu found a book to read until half past nine. Since there was nothing to do, she went to take a shower.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found Sha Lang lying on the bed.

"Sleep together?" Song Yu asked him.

Sha Lang turned over and took up the entire bed.

"You, don't want to come accompany me?" Song Yu finally asked his doubts. "If you don't want to, you can ask for a replacement. Just tell the people guarding outside."

"I am willing."

"Then you..." Song Yu thought, maybe this is Sha Lang's way of life. After all, she had never been alone with him for a long time before, so she simply took the quilt and planned to sleep in the living room.

Just as I was about to step out the door, someone suddenly grabbed my hand.

Sha Lang came behind her without her knowing.

Song Yu turned around, but didn't leave in a hurry. He leaned against the wall and planned to ask carefully.

"What's wrong? You've been acting weird all day."

Sha Lang's face suddenly turned visibly red. He lowered his head. Although he was over 190cm tall, he looked like a child who had done something wrong.

He glanced at Song Yu, pursed his lips, and seemed to have finally made up his mind. He said, "That time, Tang Zhishu acted on his own and you beat him."

"Yeah," Song Yu admitted, but what did that have to do with the present?

"Even though you hit him, I can see that you two are very close." Sha Lang said, "He's not afraid, and you're not venting your anger. I..."

Song Yu waited for him to continue.

"I want, too……"

"You want me to beat you too?"

"I want to be with you like that," Sha Lang couldn't describe the feeling, "intimate, tacit understanding."

Song Yu understood that Sha Lang didn't want to be beaten, he longed for intimacy, to be closer to her.

Just like love.

He lost his parents when he was young, has no friends, and really doesn't have anyone close to him.

"Come on, come on, I'll beat you up too, and you'll feel better."

Song Yu grabbed Sha Lang's collar and threw him onto the bed. Sha Lang had no intention of resisting and just lay down under Song Yu's force.

Song Yu pretended to pat him twice, then sat on the bed with half of his body pressed against him. Then he felt it was not enough, so he simply tied his waist and pulled down his pants.

Well, you know what, Sha Lang not only has very strong abdominal muscles and biceps, but also a very elastic butt.

Every time Song Yu clapped his hands, they would tremble for a long time.

I didn't realize it before, and it feels great. It's all because he wears baggy sweatpants every day, Song Yu thought.

Finally, she changed from slapping at the beginning to using both paws to knead and knead.

"Is that so? Do you feel better after being beaten?" Song Yu asked him.

Sha Lang raised his head from the soft pillow, even the tips of his ears were red, and only his hands were tightly gripping the edge of the bed.

He didn't say anything, but there was no need for him to say anything.

One sleepless night, two sleepless nights, three sleepless nights... Waiting for the trial day finally cured Sha Lang's fear of sex.