Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

Yan Zhao originally booked a single room, but after Lu Yunqi arrived with his capable subordinates from the security department, he booked a whole floor instead.

Since this is a royal property, accommodation becomes public expense. Guan You said that it was the money given to him anyway, so he could just save it.

Lu Yunqi lived in a suite with him, in the bedroom next to his.

After taking a shower, Yan Zhao lay on the bed in his bedroom and made a video call to Guan You.

"I arrived and it went smoothly."

"Oh, very good. It seems that no fans have noticed that you have arrived at Linyue Star." Guan You said.

Yan Zhao looked at him accusingly: "Lu Yunqi also mentioned another joke of yours today. Do you think you have a sense of humor?"

"This is not a sense of humor." Guan You sat in the corridor of the Imperial Garden, bathed in the blue moonlight of the capital star, "I am telling the truth. Before you set off, I also joined your Linyue Star fans to support you. Yes."

"It's funny." Yan Zhao got out of bed and opened the curtains, looking at the bright moon in the sky. "It looks like the moon on my side is prettier than yours."

"Because the one on your side is more like the Earth's moon."

"Probably, you know what? The mass of the moon..."

Unknowingly, Yan Zhao began to discuss the scientific knowledge of the moon with him, forgetting to settle the score with him about "dragping away beautiful men when they see them".

By the time I came to my senses, it was already very late.

"Good night, I may be very busy tomorrow, so just send a message to get in touch!" Yan Zhao said.

"Okay." Guan You thought, sooner or later he would have to find out the eighteenth generation of this pen pal's ancestors.

The appointment time between Yan Zhao and his pen pal was to meet at ten in the morning. He planned to have morning tea with the pen pal first, and if they got along well, they would continue to have lunch together.

He is still not very confident in his social skills. Although he can get along with friends freely now, his subordinates in the scientific research department always say that he is too serious.

If he didn't get along well with his pen pal, Yan Zhao would not force him to become real friends with him.

Lu Yunqi said: "I am sitting at a table nearby. If the other party is a spy with evil intentions, I can take action immediately."

"He is a screenwriter who often writes scripts for TV series. He is also very homely and has no access to any secrets. It is very unlikely that he is an undercover agent, right?"

"But as long as this is possible, I will do my duty." Lu Yunqi suddenly took a step back and pointed at the door, "An acquaintance is here. I am on a business trip, so I'd better not reveal my identity. I'll go sit over there first."

Yan Zhao didn't take it seriously and walked to the reserved table and sat down.

Unexpectedly, the acquaintance Lu Yunqi pointed to also found the table and stretched out his hand to Yan Zhao: "Hello, are you Yan Zhao?"

Just as Yan Zhao imagined, Shu Genghan was a slender and beautiful boy. He Simiao is also very good-looking, but Yan Zhao feels that the pen pal in front of him feels broken.

"I'm Yan Zhao. I showed you my photo before."

The beautiful boy sat down at his invitation, nodded nervously and said, "I know, I've seen you in the news before."

"Your voice is very nice." Yan Zhao didn't care and praised it first. The book says that praise is an important means of building a good relationship.

"Thank you, you look so cute."

"Really?" This was not the first time Yan Zhao heard such words. He pointed at his face and asked, "Is it because my eyes are round?"

"Part of it, right?" The beautiful young man was amused by what he said. He lowered his head and used his bracelet to reveal a small screen of light. "This is my name. My name is Tao Suihan, and I am Suihan from Suihan's three friends."

"A very cultural name." Yan Zhao gave a thumbs up, "Everyone in your family must love reading ancient books."

"Yes, I..." As soon as Tao Suihan showed a happy expression, his eyes widened in shock, and then his face turned pale.

Have you seen Lu Yunqi?

Yan Zhao glanced at the table where Lu Yunqi was sitting and found that he was still staying there.

"Mr. Zuo?" Yan Zhao followed Tao Suihan's gaze, looked back, and found Zuo Musi standing not far behind him.

"Well, do you mind if I share the table with you?" Zuo Musi walked to his side, his eyes fixed on his pen pal, completely frozen.

"Mind." Yan Zhao refused without hesitation, stood up and blocked Tao Suihan behind him, saying, "Let's talk in my room."

"Thank you." Tao Suihan looked at him gratefully. As soon as the two walked out of the restaurant, Lu Yunqi followed them.

He said angrily: "I forgot, my uncle must be following me because of this. Where did he find out that your pen pal is my high school classmate?"

"Xiaohan is your high school classmate?" Yan Zhao covered his forehead, feeling a little headache, "I understand."

He could easily recall the key passage from his memory.

Before meeting Zuo Musi for the first time, Lu Yunqi once told him that his uncle liked to hook up with young boys, and even hooked up with his high school classmate, but they broke up quickly.

"This world is too small."

Lu Yunqi thought for a moment and followed them into the suite: "No, it can actually be inferred."

He stretched out his hand towards Tao Suihan: "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Tao Suihan reluctantly shook hands with him, and then stood beside Yan Zhao in despair.

"Want something to drink? Don't worry, Zuo Musi doesn't dare to chase him into the room." Yan Zhao said.

"Ah."

No need to ask what happened, Yan Zhao guessed that this might be a story about the scumbag's entanglement. No wonder Tao Suihan has been living on the Linyue Star on the edge of the capital galaxy, and never went to the filming site in person.

Yan Zhao took Tao Suihan to sit down on the sofa, made him a cup of scented tea, and turned to ask Lu Yunqi:

"So? Did your uncle steal the emails exchanged between me and Xiaohan?"

"No, it's my problem." Lu Yunqi shook his head apologetically, "In order to ensure your safety, I asked my subordinate to check the true identity of your pen pal. But based on the principle of minimal exposure of privacy, only the subordinate who checked the file knows .besides……"

"what else……"

Lu Yunqi glanced at his former deskmate awkwardly: "That's right, my uncle has been using Zuo's resources to find people. The Royal Public School we attended is quite confidential. My uncle probably sent someone to monitor the school. Once someone investigates, Knowing Tao Suihan's file, he can at least know who the person to check is."

Yan Zhao understood instantly: "So, he actually followed your subordinates after finding out about the file search. He also found out from Aunt Zuo that you were going on a business trip, so he followed us to try his luck."