Yu Xingji still wants Miaomiao Xingji to grow stronger; otherwise, how can the annual tributes become more and more abundant?

Qi Yue was not annoyed by the king's words. She held up her wine cup, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp. The blood-red wine slid down her throat and into her clothes.

She was clearly a bit drunk, her posture casual as she hooked the chin of the boy beside her and teased, "Can you dance with a sword?"

The boy fed her the peeled grapes, his expression ingratiating, "I will."

Qi Yue gently stroked the boy's face, "Good boy, dance a little something to liven things up for everyone."

The boy kissed the back of her hand: "Yes."

This scene on the high seat was witnessed by everyone. In the vast interstellar space where the woman was in charge of the home and the man was in charge of external affairs, Qi Yue, as a woman, was really not worthy of being seen acting this way.

Of course, they wouldn't say anything or discuss it, because they couldn't bear the consequences of doing so. The scene of Wayou dealing with a group of people back then was still vivid in their minds.

Calcifer nudged Monklow and nodded, "Hey, this woman is even more outrageous than that one. I'm worried that after a few more drinks, she'll just grab someone and start a live broadcast, hehe..."

Monklo doesn't drink alcohol, only water; "Even food can't shut you up."

"There's no way to stop it," Calcifer continued in Monklow's ear, "This woman is here looking for a man, isn't she? I think Aygu is more appealing to her than the Fourth Prince, what do you think?"

Monklow found Calcifer noisy and glared at him fiercely, "Don't cause trouble."

Calcifer took a big gulp of wine in frustration. He wanted to cause trouble too, but as a contracted man, he could only be subservient. He could only fantasize about A-I-Gu being tortured, hehehe.

The two of them didn't attract the attention of anyone else.

Everyone's attention was focused on the young man dancing with a sword on stage; it must be said, this young man was a rare beauty.

The boy was from Yu Xingji and was brought by Qi Yue on purpose. She was afraid that people from the vast interstellar space would not suit her taste, and also, she would be bored to death from all these days of coming and going.

After the dance ended, the king said many polite words, and Qi Yue waved her hand and began to ask for it, "King Lan, I want to take the Fourth Prince with me."

take away?

The king frowned and reminded her, "Messenger, that is my son."

It's not an object!

The king's repeated refusal displeased Qi Yue. He was just a prince from interstellar space, not even as prestigious as the male prostitute she brought with her. What was this Blue King all about? She had no idea that someone from interstellar space dared to be so arrogant.

Seeing that Qi Yue was about to get angry, Wa You quickly stood up and nodded to the king, "I have already sent someone to invite the Fourth Prince."

"Won't the Blue King be unhappy if I don't inform him in advance?"

This kind of domineering style—

If you know he'll be upset, why are you even asking?

The king was furious inside, but outwardly he was amiable and compliant, offering an awkward yet polite smile: "What are you saying, envoys? I was just afraid that my son's ugly appearance would offend the eyes of the two envoys."

Ugly appearance?

Is this referring to the fourth prince?

If even the Fourth Prince is considered ugly, then there's no one good-looking in the vast galaxy.

A haughty female voice came from the doorway, "How could my fiancé possibly be an eyesore to the two envoys?"

Princess Yusha, the fourth prince's fiancée, has arrived.

Princess Yusha strode over, glaring at Qi Yue. "Who do we have here? Ha, what's wrong? Yu Xingxing has no men left, so you've come here looking for one?"

Qi Yue stared at Princess Yu Sha the moment she came out, "What are you doing here?"

Princess Yusha coldly ignored her and bowed to the king, saying, "Father."