Interstellar Peak Glory

In the sight of everyone, Mo Jiahua said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether it is made by this king. The map drawn by this king himself is placed in the optical brain of the office. The authority of this room is controlled by this king." It was only given to Gu Yuan and you, Gu Yuan has never entered this office when the king is not around, and you——not only entered once.”

Ling Feitong was dumbfounded.

"...Moreover, this king's optical brain has traces of being passed by." Mo Jiahua changed the subject and said coldly: "When this king went to pick you up this afternoon, did you give the map to me?" Base wheel?"

Ling Feitong opened his mouth, he felt as if he didn't need to say anything more.

Anyway, there is no denying it.

He could imagine that on Mo Jiahua's optical brain, there must be other videos, such as him entering the hotel alone, without Miao Yuanling at all, or he sneaking into Mo Jiahua's office to steal things Record……

Sikong Xiao said eagerly: "Your Highness, it is impossible for him to do such a thing, someone must have framed him!"

"Your Highness, I don't believe that the princess will do such a thing, please continue to investigate." Lu Li frowned and said.

Ling Feitong looked at these few people who spoke for him with some emotion.

To be honest, I didn't know Lu Li very well, but at critical times, they were still willing to speak for him when the "hard evidence" appeared. This is really a friendship.

A major general from Hu Buwei's camp said: "Your Highness, you are a prince with the utmost iron discipline. Before Wang Feng did something to secretly deliver a message to Youslit, you ordered him to exile and steal the map to the enemy. , this is definitely much more serious than passing the news, if you let him go easily, we will not be convinced."

Others also echoed again and again. Before Mo Jiahua rectified many of them, everyone was holding their breath and waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Now the opportunity came, and it was Mo Jiahua's pillow. People around, who will let it go?

Besides, forgery?

Ye Ke, how is this possible.

Ling Feitong looked at Mo Jiahua coldly, as for what other people said, he no longer cared.

"Your Highness, is it you who put the monitor in my terminal?"

"It's not my king." Mo Jiahua said.

Ling Feitong was taken aback.

"But it doesn't mean that this king has no doubts about you." Mo Jiahua continued calmly.

Ling Feitong laughed inexplicably, and threw out a gold card in his pocket. The gold card landed straight on the table in front of Mo Jiahua. The golden light almost dazzled some people's eyes.

Ling Feitong looked indifferent, and said: "Miao Yuanling gave this thing to me, and I didn't make any deal with Jilun. I did meet him, but after I found out that he was from Youslet, I left. As for where these videos came from and who that person is, I don’t know, and I won’t admit it.”

"You mean, this king is framing you?" Mo Jiahua frowned slightly, his handsome face looked a little gloomy.

Ling Feitong shrugged and said: "Anyway, you want to punish me, but I can't help it. I just don't plead guilty. What can you do?"

Si Kongxiao almost wanted to kneel to Ling Feitong. At this moment, he was still stubborn. Whether it was him or not, in front of so many people, he had to give Mo Jiahua some leeway when he spoke, even if it was later. It is also possible to settle accounts or something.

It's a pity, Ling Feitong is just a stubble.

Megahua's authority has been challenged.

So he said: "If you don't plead guilty, there are so many ways for you to plead guilty—come here, first put Lin Feitong down and watch."

Four heavily armed soldiers rushed in from the door, and two of them were going to hold Ling Feitong's arms, but Ling Feitong threw them away.

"I will go by myself, I don't need you."

Glancing at Mo Jiahua, Ling Feitong turned around and left gracefully.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

What the hell kind of situation is this?There was no sign, no expectation, completely unexpected, and it was obvious that Mo Jiahua was worried about him an hour ago.

Ling Feitong squatted next to the small iron bed in the prison cell, a little wanting to smoke, he wondered when Mo Jiahua made this mess, and what purpose he wanted to achieve through this trick.

In fact, Mo Jiahua's purpose is quite obvious, and it can be said to coincide with his previous purpose of finding Miao Yuanling.

They all want to obtain first-hand information by infiltrating into Yuslit's group, and they can do things conveniently, but——how long has Mo Jiahua planned this way?

She kept it from him completely and caught him off guard.

"Hey—" Ling Feitong sighed towards the ceiling.

The door outside rang, Ling Feitong looked up towards the door, and saw Gu Wenxuan standing at the door with a stinky face.

"It's you." Ling Feitong said.

"Who are you expecting? Your Highness?" Gu Wenxuan snorted, closed the door behind his back, leaned against the door, stood with arms folded, and said: "At this time, everyone is avoiding you as a spy, even His Highness If you didn't speak for you, who would dare to come to see you?"

Ling Feitong was overjoyed, stood up and stretched his legs, and said, "Aren't you here?"

"I'm here to see your joke!" Gu Wenxuan received.

Ling Feitong laughed for a while, thought about it seriously, and said: "Are you kidding me? I'm afraid it won't work. Even if my brother is a tiger in Pingyang, he's still a tiger, and he can never turn into a cat."

Gu Wenxuan's complexion changed, and he stared at Ling Feitong with complicated eyes for a while.

Ling Feitong didn't think much of it at first, but being stared at by a person like this, he couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart.

"Just say what you have to say. Looking at me like this, can you still see a flower on my face?"

"I know who you are." Gu Wenxuan clenched his teeth, his fingers shaking his arm slightly, "Your Highness has already told me that even though you are a bastard, I decided to forgive you for hiding from me."

Ling Feitong froze for a moment, then knew what he was referring to.

Ling Feitong wasn't too surprised either, Gu Wenxuan would know that he was Ling Feitong sooner or later, but Mo Jiahua specially chose this time to tell him the truth, and he didn't know there was any special meaning...

"It doesn't really matter who I am, anyway, I'm still me." Ling Feitong said calmly.

Gu Wenxuan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You look at me sad because of you, don't you find it interesting?"

Ling Feitong was so wronged, he quickly explained: "I didn't, I always thought that you hated me-oh fuck, don't tell me that you have always been very interesting to me."

"Nonsense, stop being narcissistic!" Gu Wenxuan became so angry that he almost didn't jump up, and shouted at Ling Feitong: "Even if I've been a bachelor all my life, I wouldn't look at a ruthless hooligan like you!"

It's okay to be a hooligan, but what the hell is ruthless?

Ling Feitong tilted his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Cheng Chengcheng, how high must Young Master Gu's eyes be, he definitely doesn't like me. But I just want to ask, you came here because of the reason Tell me, do you know who I am?"

Gu Wenxuan: "..."

It's really not.

Gu Wenxuan suppressed his anger and said: "For your pity's sake, I kindly remind you that since you were arrested, that Li Shaoai has been blatantly flattering His Highness, do you want to think of a way to suppress it?" His arrogance?"

"Li Shaoai?" Ling Feitong really has a good impression of this person. This kid is good-looking and has a personality. He often cooks soup for Mo Jiahua, but what does Ling Feitong think about Mo Jiahua? I did not notice.

However, in just a few days, two people had already mentioned this boy to him, and Ling Feitong had to suspect that he was blind.

Gu Wenxuan looked at Ling Feitong's ignorant expression, and immediately said with resentment: "That little bitch is almost entering the main house of the main villa, and you didn't notice it at all!"

Ling Feitong: "...Huh?"

"Your Highness." Li Shaoai came over, holding a cup of freshly brewed hot tea in his hand, "You stayed up late to work again."

The hot tea was placed in a very suitable place on Mo Jiahua's right hand.

Mo Jiahua raised his head, glanced at Li Shaoai, his eyes sank slightly.

What Li Shaoai is wearing is obviously not the sharp and straight military uniform, but has been replaced by a thin white silk shirt, which faintly reveals a sense of sensuality, and even the two dark colors on the chest can make people feel people see.

However, the owner of the clothes seemed to have no self-knowledge, and smiled innocently at Mo Jiahua.

Mo Jiahua closed his eyes and said, "It's already 01:30 in the morning, why don't you go to rest?"

Li Shaoai leaned against the table, blinked at Mo Jiahua, and said, "Your Highness doesn't sleep, and I'm not too sleepy."

Mo Jiahua's voice was soft, and he said: "Go to rest early, the king is going to sleep too."

Li Shaoai hesitated for a few seconds before saying: "Your Highness, you have been in a bad mood these days, is it because of the princess's affairs?"

"Yes." Mo Jiahua admitted frankly, and said in a flat tone: "This king is always thinking about how to excuse him, but the map drawn by this king himself does have traces of being copied by others. Will deceive this king, after investigation and verification, he is indeed in contact with the people over there."

Speaking of this, Mo Jiahua couldn't help but let out a sigh. Mo Jiahua frowned and said, "Isn't this king treating him well enough? Why did he betray this king?"

A look of worry flashed across Li Shaoai's face, and his hands were already lightly placed on Mo Jiahua's shoulders imperceptibly, lightly like two feathers.

"Maybe it's because what he wants is not what His Highness can give." Li Shaoai tentatively pinched Mo Jiahua's shoulders, and seeing that Mo Jiahua didn't refuse, he acted more confidently and boldly.

Mo Jiahua leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "If there is anything that this king can't give him, you should talk about it."

Li Shaoai smiled, with a bit of playfulness, and said, "I don't dare to talk nonsense."

Mo Jiahua snorted and said, "I just want to hear what you can say."

Li Shaoai said: "If what I say doesn't suit His Highness, what will His Highness do if he arrests me too?"

Megahua said: "Forgive your innocence."

Li Shaoai's hand pinching Mo Jiahua's shoulder became a little heavier. He stared at a point on the back of Mo Jiahua's neck, and moved his fingertips a few times in the air, but he still hesitated to take it away.

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