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

For Mo Li, who had been single for over twenty years before transmigrating and whose only experience with men was through flirtatious talk, Ye Zixuan's sudden action felt more like an offense.

The instant her body was suspended in mid-air, she nimbly flipped over, her feet firmly planted on the stairs once more. A layer of frost settled on her cold, exquisite face, and her gaze towards him held a hint of ice. Her voice was icy:

"Self-respect."

Ye Zixuan was still reeling from the shock of her agile movements when her icy voice rang in his ears, sending chills down his spine. The usually nonchalant Ye Zixuan raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly:

"What's wrong? Why are you so serious? We've done this before, isn't this a bit too much?" He leaned closer to her, the distance between them becoming somewhat intimate. Their breaths mingled, making her frown uncomfortably. She took a step up the stairs, her cool eyes looking down at him with disdain as she spoke, word by word:

"We don't know each other well."

It's true that we're not familiar with each other. The body is the same as before, but the soul is different.

"Oh......"

Ye Zixuan deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her simple word, and coupled with the way he looked at her, it was hard to say whether she was innocent or not. Mo Li had no interest in playing any ambiguous or flirtatious games with him, who already had a white moonlight in his heart. In particular, she raised her hand to her forehead and pushed her away, bringing the distance between them to a more normal range.

"Tsk, Mo Li, I've noticed you've changed. It's only been less than ten days since I last saw you. They say women are fickle, and it seems that's true."

Whether I change or not has little to do with you. Shouldn't you be paying more attention to and caring about other people?

"What? You sound jealous, are you trying to use your wife's rights to control me?"

Mo Li held up his index finger and shook it in front of her: "No, I have no interest. You are free."

"Oh? Is that so? I'm actually a little sad. It seems that I, as your husband, don't hold much of a place in your heart. Tsk, does this mean I need to work harder?"

"There's absolutely no need for that. The most important thing is that you're happy." As they spoke, they reached the second floor. Mo Li casually opened her bedroom door, raising her eyes to give him a cool, indifferent glance.

"I don't recommend you stay, because it's not appropriate; this is my private space."

Just as the door was about to close, it was stopped by a large, bony hand. The next moment, a tall figure squeezed through the gap, a warm and gentle smile on his handsome, sunny face.

"How could it not be suitable? I think it's perfect. This is my home too."

Mo Li: "......"

My hands are itching to slap you across the face. Are you blind? Can't you see the impatience on my face and the rejection in my eyes?

Not just you, I don't want to see the other three either.

Horse riding!

Can anyone tell her: Before she transmigrated, she had a large fortune to inherit, but now she has four men who share the same white moonlight in their hearts?

Do not?

She really didn't want to!

Mo Li took a deep breath, not giving him any chance to look around his room or react, and directly kicked him out of the bedroom with a precise kick to his pert buttocks. Then, with a "bang," the door slammed shut.

The entire set of movements was performed in one smooth motion.

"Ouch..."

"Bang bang..."

"Mo Li, you can't be so heartless! We're still a legally married couple recognized by the Empire's AI, aren't you?"

His response was nothing but the word "Get out," which Mo Li could no longer tolerate.

This immediately stunned Ye Zixuan, who was about to knock on the door again. No, he had never heard of any imperial lady using such foul language.

for a while

His lips twitched, and he said dryly, "This is truly eye-opening."

Although he could clearly feel Mo Li's blatant unwelcome attitude and the vulgarity that he needed to get used to, he smacked his lips slightly, the taste of the delicious food he had eaten not long ago still lingering in his mouth.

You can feel the mental comfort that a meal brings.

For the sake of delicious food, anything is acceptable. He raised his hand and knocked twice more on her bedroom door.

"Mo Li, don't be so heartless. We can actually get along amicably."

As Ye Zixuan finished speaking, he was met with silence.

An awkward atmosphere permeated the air. At this moment, he was extremely grateful that the only person on the second floor besides him was Mo Li, otherwise he would have been in real trouble.

He wasn't discouraged by the lack of response. He felt he could do it, no matter how difficult it was, because he wanted to enjoy that kind of food again.

"Uh, if you won't let me into your bedroom, can you tell me where you got the food you just ate?"

The nanny robot Mary then came to his side: "Mr. Ye, the bedroom is soundproof."

Ye Zixuan: "......"

But what could have been even more embarrassing?

"Oh, I forgot for a moment. Never mind, I'll look for her again tomorrow morning. Um, could you arrange a room for me? I'll stay here tonight."

Mary maintained her standard smile, but her words were anything but pleasant to Ye Zixuan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, only the master bedroom in front of you in the entire villa has a bed. The other rooms are still under Miss's planning and have nothing."

What she didn't say was that the rooms had been carefully arranged before, but Mo Li had them all cleaned up after moving in. Now the other rooms are completely empty, unless you sleep on the floor.

Ye Zixuan smiled and waved his hand, "That's no problem at all. I'll just have someone send all the items over."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, this is Miss's private space, and everything requires her consent."

Ye Zixuan suddenly felt that he was in a difficult situation. He immediately used his personal terminal to call Mo Li for advice, and all he got were two words: "No."

With no other choice, Ye Zixuan left Mo Li's villa somewhat dejectedly. As soon as he got into the hovercar, he sent messages to the other three people via their personal computers. His thoughts at this moment were very simple: since fighting alone was not an option, he would choose to team up.

Surely one of her four husbands could make Mo Li soften and accept him. Besides, their marriage wasn't just a formality; it was a real one.

Even if they had indeed neglected material things before, through communication with Tong Moli, everyone actively made up for the living expenses, and even exceeded the amount. So, perhaps she wouldn't care too much?

Mo Li was completely unaware of his worries and anxieties. Even if she knew, she would just laugh it off and wouldn't care at all. She really wasn't ready to get along with these men yet.

More importantly, she had a very important thing to do and simply didn't have any extra energy.