Interstellar Peak Glory

Mo Jiahua put his arms around Ling Feitong's waist and said, "If Arthur wants to deal with his enemies, this king can help."

Ling Feitong withdrew his gaze, looked at Mo Jiahua's side face, and said, "His Royal Highness, I appreciate Arthur's kindness, but he may not really want to take revenge on his enemy."

"Graceful?" Mo Jiahua said.

"Your Highness, you really mean what you said." Ling Feitong couldn't help but feel Mo Jiahua's sophistication, and said: "Not only is there kindness, but also love."

Mo Jiahua said: "It seems that he is also a person with a story."

Ling Feitong sighed endlessly: "It is better to have no story than to have a story."

Megahua said: "This king can see that Arthur has a very close relationship with you. You and him trust each other and are familiar with each other. You once gave him a hand, right?"

Ling Feitong was completely convinced this time, and said, "Has Your Highness considered becoming a fortune teller in the past?"

Mo Jiahua pinched his waist and said, "Would you mind telling me about him?"

Ling Feitong paused for a moment, and said: "Actually, there is nothing we can't say. Arthur and I have known each other since we were very young, but the relationship is so-so, and sometimes we even fought over food. Later he followed The boss I followed was killed by the boss I followed, and he and I became a faction. After that, we were selected by the Bana Flower Realm together, trained together, and entered the slave farm together. After I was taken away by His Highness, I never saw him again until I reunited with him in the slave field of the Shevir Empire..."

At that time, Arthur was in a very bad state. He was depressed, looked skinny, his blond hair had no luster, and he looked like a walking dead.

His fighting sessions were full, and every time he had an old injury that hadn't healed, he was asked to fight in the next match.

And Arthur himself regards every fight as a life-and-death contest, and tries his best every time.

Ling Feitong could tell that while he was killing others, he was also looking forward to someone who would kill him in the fighting arena. Ling Feitong couldn't stand it anymore, so he planned to use all his savings over the years to get Arthur from him at that time. He bought it from the boss of Ling Feitong, but things backfired. The boss seemed to torture Arthur on purpose. No matter how high the price Ling Feitong quoted, he would not let him go.

"Afterwards, Arthur went crazy." Ling Feitong's voice was deep and depressed, "I remember that in that match, Arthur kicked the opponent's abdomen to the point of bleeding. Started screaming and his boss sent someone to shoot him and I killed him. I took Arthur away and hid him and since then he has been screaming for no reason, can't see the light but can't be left alone in the dark inside the house."

Mo Jiahua guessed something, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ling Feitong sighed, and said: "His spirit is very bad, and he has been on the verge of collapse. At that time, my conditions were limited, and I couldn't ask a doctor to treat him, so I could only keep him alive. Until one day, I gave birth to Big Treasure and Little Treasure."

Just after giving birth, Ling Feitong was very weak. He watched Arthur, who had been delirious all the time, approaching the two crying babies step by step. He had already made plans to kill this person if he hurt the baby, but Unexpectedly, Arthur, who had been crazy for almost a year, hugged Dabao and Xiaobao with shaking hands, coaxing them while shaking, and his cloudy eyes became clear again. There are still repetitions, but as long as he sees Dabao and Xiaobao, he will return to normal." Ling Feitong looked at the two little buns chasing and playing outside, and said: "Arthur told me after a long time, if it wasn't for his sweetheart's mother and The fiancée, taking advantage of the fact that the man was not at home, locked him in the small dark room and beat the child in his womb. His current child should be as old as Dabao and Xiaobao... Arthur is also a Poor man, the owner of the slave farm took money from that vicious woman to torture Arthur like this."

Mo Jiahua was also in a complicated mood, he was silent for a moment, hugged Ling Feitong tightly, and said: "This kind of thing is very common in the upper class."

Ling Feitong nodded, and said: "That's right, those families don't allow slave children to be born at all. Once they become pregnant, they will kill the mother and child together. This kind of ruling from within the family cannot even be governed by the laws of the empire—— Oh, after all, slaves are not people, but objects.”

Mo Jiahua thought about everything, and said: "Arthur didn't think about it again, did he come back to find his lover?"

Ling Feitong showed a look of astonishment, and then smiled wryly: "Your Highness really grew up eating sugar, you have never experienced this kind of suffering, so it is difficult to empathize with you. Arthur, I am afraid that he will never dare to see his sweetheart again in his life. Not everyone has the courage to think about it like His Highness."

"Are you implying that you are indeed not a good person, you are more scum than this king?" Mo Jiahua asked in a somewhat uncertain tone.

Ling Feitong looked up at the sky, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Mo Jiahua snorted softly, but felt a little distressed, looked at Ling Feitong and said: "So you should know how lucky you are to meet this king, it's really rare that this king is tolerant and doesn't care about you, and treats you so good."

Ling Feitong turned his head to look at Mo Jiahua and said with a smile: "His Highness really never forgets to put gold on his face."

"Isn't it?" Mo Jiahua said calmly: "Leaving aside the blindness of other people, the cronies around this king, whether it is Calvin or Gu Yuan, who would dare to look down on you? This king treats you as a princess, even if you know you You have impure intentions towards this king, and you have not settled accounts with you, are you not satisfied?"

Ling Feitong was slightly taken aback, then laughed, and said, "Your Highness, to be honest, I have always believed that all the luck in my life is due to meeting you."

Mo Jiahua stared at Ling Feitong.

Ling Feitong smiled sincerely.

Mo Jiahua snorted softly, and said: "I know that you will deceive me by saying these sweet love words, but in fact, you don't think so at all in your heart. You are hypocritical, artificial, and not reserved."

Ling Feitong laughed, and said: "Does Your Highness hope that I am not hypocritical? For example, the truth, Your Highness really wants to hear it?"

Megahua: "..."

When he is not hypocritical, one mouth can kill him.

Mo Jiahua really thought about it seriously, then frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Forget it, you should continue to be hypocritical."

Ling Feitong: "..."

To be honest, His Royal Highness is super cute!

Mo Jiahua flicked Ling Feitong on the forehead, and before Ling Feitong protested, he took his hand and walked out.

"It's time to do business, stop thinking about it."

Ling Feitong blinked and said, "Even if Your Highness doesn't want to hear it, I still want to tell the truth."

Mo Jiahua said: "If you want to say it, say it, don't hide it."

Ling Feitong looked around, leaned over to Mo Jiahua's ear and whispered: "Before Arthur left, he gave a few bottles of aphrodisiac medicine. He used to make a fortune from this, and the effect is absolutely excellent. Do you want to try it, Your Highness?"

Megahua: "..."

Damn, I knew I couldn't listen to what Ling Feitong said, Lao Shizi's heart!

"Do you think it's appropriate to say this now?" Megahua paused.

Ling Feitong smiled and said, "It's not suitable."

Mo Jiahua: "Then what did you say?"

Ling Feitong: "Oh, then I'll talk about it tonight?"

Mo Jiahua was amused by Ling Feitong, pinched his chin, and said with a slight smile: "Don't think that this king doesn't know what you mean, A," Ling Feitong said, "Your Highness, really don't plan to consider paying public rations?"

The soldiers standing on both sides were sweating heavily, and two of them couldn't help but rolled their eyes at Ling Feitong-this is really flattering, dare to say such words, you know, Prince Mo Jiahua wants Whoever favors him depends entirely on his mood. It's been a long time since he blatantly asked His Royal Highness to favor him.

However, Mo Jiahua didn't mean to be dissatisfied at all, instead he pinched Ling Feitong's face affectionately.

"Little heartless, I don't even understand that this king loves you, you deserve it."

It's not that Mo Jiahua doesn't want to touch Ling Feitong, it's just that he hasn't vented for a long time, if he does that kind of thing with Ling Feitong without any preparation, I'm afraid he can't help but make this little guy who is not afraid of death unable to get out of bed for a few days.

However, Ling Feitong repeatedly challenged his authority as a man and husband, and was even more active than him, so Mo Jiahua began to consider whether he should try his best.

After all, he endured very hard, but Ling Feitong didn't understand at all.

At this moment, Ling Feitong shrugged, took the lead to walk outside, and said as he walked: "Forget it, since His Highness is not willing, then we will not mention it, and we will talk about future things later. Self-cultivation is serious, yes Bar?"

Megahua: "..."

Wait, pick it up and leave?

What a guts!

Still right, for your size!

Mo Jiahua stared suspiciously at Ling Feitong's handsome back, a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat.

However, it's no wonder Ling Feitong, after all, they still have more important things to do now.

He and Mo Jiahua are old married couples, and sooner or later there will be a chance to do that kind of thing. After all, neither of them is a shy person, and they ask for the right time, place and people.

Among the escort ships, Gu Yuan was already waiting inside.

Ling Feitong looked around the empty and cold interior, and said, "Where's Sikong Xiao?"

Gu Yuan led them inside and said, "Go and exchange feelings with the two young highnesses."

Ling Feitong smiled and said, "Exchange feelings? I think I want to talk a little bit."

Gu Yuan also laughed, and said, "However, I'm afraid Sikong's plan will not work out."

You know, he has personally seen how tight the mouths of those two little buns are, and even he was fooled by them. If it weren't for his good brains, Gu Yuan still can't confirm the real identity of Young Master Lin until now. .

I'm afraid Sikong Xiao will be fooled by the two buns.

Mo Jiahua walked beside Ling Feitong, thinking proudly in his heart: Sure enough, he is the king's own son, and his vigilance is absolutely qualified.

The two killers who committed suicide by taking poison when they were caught were placed in a separate room at the end, with two heavily armed soldiers guarding the door.

After Ling Feitong entered, a gust of cold air hit his face.

Gu Yuan said: "This is the ice room, in order to prevent the corpse from decomposing, it is very cold inside, Your Highness might as well wait outside for a while.

This kind of place can be regarded as a place of filth, and Mo Jiahua has a noble status, so naturally he should not set foot in it.

However, Mo Jiahua didn't care, and said lightly: "It's just two steps, let's go in together, this king also wants to see, those killers who have been chasing my son for so long, who are they?"

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