Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

Seeing that she was enjoying her food, Di Jue followed her lead and took a bite. Before he knew it, he had finished the whole bun. He was still a little unsatisfied and pursed his lips. If he hadn't eaten that Western meal earlier, he could have eaten another one.

Mo Li looked at him and found the contrast between his appearance and his personality to be rather endearing. She smiled and said, "We steamed a lot. We can save it for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Momo. I'll have the robot butler install a fully automatic kitchen system later, which will make things much easier for you."

"Sure, just buy the kind we use at home. It's easy to use and incredibly convenient."

"Does Momo like it here?"

"not bad."

"How about living here after we get married?"

Mo Li was about to answer "yes" when she suddenly thought of the four people in her family: "I'm afraid that won't work. It's not just me; there are others too."

"I see. We can choose other accommodations later."

“Maintaining the status quo is fine. Moving would be quite troublesome. Besides, I plan to build a planetary home where you can live. Each of you will have your own home. Living separately will be more harmonious.”

"I've already started processing the ownership certificate for the wasteland for you. Tomorrow it will be completely yours. As for any subsequent development needs, just let me know."

"Alright, I won't stand on ceremony." As she spoke, she looked at him with some suspicion: "His Highness the Crown Prince is not taciturn."

Her words made him chuckle softly, and he raised his hand to gently flick the tip of her nose: "It's different for you, of course."

Mo Li suddenly felt a warm, sweet current flowing through her body, and she instinctively threw herself into his arms, inhaling his unique, cool fragrance, like that of a pine tree and a snow lotus: "It's my honor!"

They nestled together tenderly for a moment, then she lifted her head and kissed his chin. "My dear A-Jue," she said, giving him a mischievous wink, then mimicking wielding a large knife, deliberately speaking in a rough voice:

"Haha, I'm preparing to go to the Feast at Hongmen alone."

"You're so naughty."

The Emperor kissed her pink lips, gently tucking a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear: "Be careful." He pointed with his long, slender index finger to the ear where the chip was implanted.

"Take care of yourself, stay in touch, I'm here for you."

Mo Li hugged her and rolled around in his broad arms: "I know, I feel at ease with you here."

Although the Emperor did not accompany her, the personal guard he dispatched, along with the private hovercar that only he could ride in, spoke volumes, directly telling everyone that Mo Li was someone he was protecting, and also serving as a warning.

After flying for about three hours, the hovercar finally landed in the parking lot prepared by the Beigong family for their guests.

As soon as they came down from up there, a large group of people rushed up to greet them, led by a sprightly old man being intimately supported by Bei Gong Xue'er.

He was dressed in a top-quality Tang suit, his hair was gray, and he held a fine crystal cane carved with a dragon head. He exuded an aura of authority and majesty.

"Welcome, Ms. Mo Li, to my Bei Gong family home."

Mo Li's eyes flickered. She had just looked down at the entire garden and courtyard of the Beigong family from high above. Yes, it was a garden. Green trees, flowers, rockeries, small bridges, flowing water and houses made her stunned for a moment. She thought she had returned to the apocalypse and entered the old mansion of some great family.

With Mo Li's discerning eye, it's not hard to tell which of those trees and flowers are real and which are artificial, if judged by the standards of interstellar luxury.

The luxury of the Beigong family far surpasses that of the imperial palace. After all, the imperial palace only displays magnificence and splendor. Apart from a simulated garden, occasional green trees, and real natural potted plants, it is nothing compared to the Beigong family's luxury.

Whether it's the architecture, the decorative style, the interior structure, or the naturally growing flowers, plants, and trees, it truly replicates the essence of ancient Chinese garden construction.

In addition, the way Old Master Beigong looked at people, the cunning hidden in his eyes, and the fact that this was one of the top noble families in the interstellar empire were all reasons why she had to be more vigilant.

In a flash, she quickly composed herself, her polite demeanor tinged with a subtle distance: "You're too kind. I must thank the Beigong family for their special invitation; otherwise, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to set foot here."

"Haha, what are you saying, little girl? You and Xue'er are both young, so you naturally have a lot in common. If you'd like, you're welcome to come visit anytime."

Beside Old Master Beigong, a kind-faced old lady in a dark blue cheongsam smiled gently and said:

"Yes, Xue'er has mentioned you a lot to us these past few days. I suppose you must be an outstanding child. Xue'er is also thinking of thanking you in person for your kindness to her fiancé, His Highness the Crown Prince."

Before Mo Li could speak, her mother smiled kindly at her:

"It is said that husband and wife are one, so Xue'er must thank Miss Mo Li for her kindness to His Highness the Crown Prince. Speaking of which, the Crown Prince is a very grateful person. He specially sent a guard and his private hovercar to you. Our Beigong family naturally cannot neglect him."

Mo Li subtly observed someone and came to the most direct conclusion: none of the people in the Bei Gong family were good people, especially Bei Gong Xue'er's mother. The shrewdness in her eyes, even though it was well hidden, could not escape her notice.

Unlike before, Bei Gong Xue'er was not as radiant as she had been seen before. Instead, her face was somewhat pale, which added a touch of fragility to her originally beautiful appearance. If it weren't for her frost-like and snow-covered temperament, one would really want to hold her in their arms and cherish her.

She's changed. That's Mo Li's most immediate feeling. Her temperament has become colder, making her unapproachable. She's become a true snow lotus from the high mountains, someone to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with.

At the same time, she did notice Bei Gong Xue'er's subtle gaze, but she simply ignored it.

"Ahem, ahem, Grandpa, let's go inside first. It's not right for the Beigong family to keep Miss Mo Li standing here. She's the Crown Prince's benefactor, and we can't afford to be negligent towards her."

"Oh dear, look at me, I'm getting old. When I meet a younger person I admire, I suddenly become quite talkative."

Old Mrs. Beigong and Tang Wanrong, Beigong Xue'er's mother, also chimed in.

"I liked this child the moment I saw him. He seems like a reasonable and understanding child."

Mo Li's eyes flickered. This old lady was truly shrewd and experienced; her words made her think twice.

"Xue'er, since he is the Crown Prince's benefactor, and you two are about to get married, he is busy with so many political and military affairs, he will definitely not be able to take care of you. You should pay more attention to him and treat Mo Li as your best friend."