interstellar perfect fit

"Brother, I found out." Lu Jing'an pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and said, "The source is in the palace. His Highness Fan Di Luo seems to be not being honest recently, and he may still be thinking about turning things around."

Lu Rong thought for a while, and said, "There's still such a person, I've already forgotten about him."

When Luo Jue heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "It turned out that he was playing tricks in the dark. It seems that just taking away his military power is not enough to make him honest."

"If you don't mention him, I'm going to have a heart-to-heart talk with him." Chu Xijue showed a sneer, stood up and said, "They are all my brothers. When it's time to talk, I still have to care about it."

Luo Jue looked at Chu Xijue and said, "Do you have any grudge against him?"

In this way, it doesn't look like they are going to talk, but more like they are going to kill someone.

But in fact, although Van Di Luo intends to do bad things, but because his IQ is not enough, he has basically never succeeded. Well, Van Di Luo's plans are completely indifferent, and his mother is not on his side, so he is considered unlucky.

Speaking of which, Chu Xijue shouldn't have such a big hatred with him.

Chu Xijue wrote lightly: "Some things are not that simple, but don't worry, Brother Huang, I will definitely save his life. After all, I will never make things difficult for Brother Huang."

If Fan Di Luo died in the palace at this juncture, Luo Jue would definitely be convinced. Luo Jue was an upright person, even if he didn't care about outside comments, Chu Xi Jue would not let his reputation be dusted.

Luo Jue nodded and said, "Then you should go and see him."

Since being imprisoned in the palace by Luo Jue, Fan Di Luo's temper has been increasing at a visible speed.

He first discovered that Si Yu was his mother, but she didn't intend to stand by him from the beginning to the end. It is to return to normal, become the commander of the first army again, and imprison him in this gorgeous prison... All kinds of blows have already made Fandi Luo more and more manic, breaking some plates and tableware every day to vent his anger own dissatisfaction.

Si Zong tried to help him, but Luo Jue was a chicken thief. Taking advantage of the power left by Sifal and taking advantage of the crisis in the imperial capital, he actually drove Si Zong to the third star field to garrison. The subordinates solved it secretly, making Si Zong lose his right-hand man.

But now, when Fandiluo discovered the secret that Sifal was actually a source body person, he felt that his chance had come.

Fan Di Luo sat in front of the light brain, waiting for the people to criticize Sifal, turning him into a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

"Now, have you been reduced to the point where you can only sit in the room and be a keyboard warrior?" Chu Xijue appeared at the door of the room with a smile that Fan Diluo hated.

Fan Di Luo's expression changed suddenly, he stood up abruptly, stared at Chu Xijue, and said, "Sifal, who allowed you to come in?"

Chu Xijue walked in leisurely and calmly, and said, "This palace belongs to me now, I can go wherever I want."

Fandiluo's face was gloomy, his eyes stared at Chu Xijue without blinking, and said: "Are you trying to seek power and usurp the throne?"

"Ha." Chu Xijue seemed to have heard a joke, laughed and said: "Seeking power to usurp the throne? Whose power is he seeking to usurp whose position? To tell you the truth, Luo Jue doesn't want to sit in this position at all. I have already intentionally handed over the throne to me. Besides, from the beginning to the end, I am the most satisfied crown prince in my father's heart. Now you tell me to seek power and usurp the throne? Fan Di Luo, you really can't stand it You're so angry, you actually put your own thoughts on your face."

Fan Diluo clenched his fists tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "You have fooled all the people of the empire, no one will be your supporter."

Sifal smiled and said: "On the contrary, there are countless people who are willing to support me. I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. The Galactic Empire doesn't care who's blood is in my blood. After all, after the great leap of mankind, everyone in this world Pure-bred humans have long since perished, what humans need is evolution, technology, and survival, and they don’t care so much about who becomes the leader.”

It was Sifal who deliberately fooled Fandiluo again.

If he hadn't lived in the imperial capital since he was a child and was deeply loved by the people of the empire, I am afraid no one would really support him.

However, all of Sifal's meritorious deeds were made by him himself. The brilliance belonging to the Third Highness and the halo bonus of Chu Xijue made most people in the empire forgive the fact that he was a source body person, and in the After disclosing his identity and photos, there are quite a few loyal fans of Chu Xijue on the Internet. Based on his identity, he has made up [-] little pitiful articles about being tortured because of his unusual appearance since he was a child. Spreading it to each other added sadness to the evil king.

Van Di Luo believed it.

And he rushed towards Sifal angrily.

He got a gun from nowhere, raised the gun to Sifal with a grim face and said, "You bastard, go to hell!"

However, after the gunshot, the person who fell down was Fan Diluo.

Van Di Luo showed an unbelievable expression, and said: "Impossible! How could you—"

"Why is it impossible?" Sifal flicked his fingers lightly, and the lightning on his nails disappeared just like that. He walked up to Fandi Luo, who was half numb from the electric shock, bent down and said, "Originally, I am I can let you go, but there are some things I can't forgive, so I can only make you wronged."

He has a gentle voice and a charming smile on his handsome face, but in Fandiluo's eyes, Sifal is like a deadly ghost.

"You moved someone who shouldn't be moved. Actually, I don't know who gave you the courage to dare to touch him under my nose." Sifal's expression became indifferent, and he looked at him condescendingly. Van Di Luo, holding a gun, pointed at his forehead, and said: "I will let you taste the pain and grievance he suffered. I promised Brother Huang not to kill you, then you can feel it, and you will be a ghost for the rest of your life." How does it feel to be a living dead person?"

When Sifal came out of the palace, the sun was shining brightly that day, and the servants standing outside the palace seemed to turn a deaf ear to the various voices from inside the palace, and were still doing their own things.

This was originally the bedroom of Empress Siyu, and there were many precious flowers planted in the courtyard.

Sifal walked in front of a blooming flower, and the strange but familiar boy who seldom smiled at him seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

He seems to have returned to a long time ago.

"I'm getting married." In the half-light and half-darkness, Luo Jue curled up in the chair with a dejected expression on his face. He held his head and said in pain: "Why do you have to ask me to marry a guide? The degree of matching, isn't it Is it that important? Sifal, do you think he will always treat me as a drag? Should I get married and let him go?"

Sifal, who was still at the garrison base, heard the news that made him angry, suppressed his temper, and said in a low voice: "Brother Emperor, whether you get married or not depends entirely on your own wishes. If you don't want to, just wait until I go back to find my father." Let's talk—who is that marriage partner?"

"Zhao Yi's grandson, Zhao Jiashu, can be regarded as a young talent." Luo Jue smiled wryly, and said, "Sometimes I think it's better to accept my fate. I don't know how long I can live with this broken body. I shouldn't die anymore. Drag Lu Shaoming down."

"He should belong to the emperor's brother for the rest of his life." Sifal walked out of the room, stood in the empty base, and said coldly: "Royal brother, if you are willing to marry a wife, I will support it, but he If Lu Shaoming dares to marry a wife, I will kill him. I am such a person, whether you call me unreasonable or overbearing, I will not let him hurt you."

Hearing this, Luo Jue's mood was mixed. After all, he smiled and said, "Sifal, when you have someone you like, you will understand that you want him to live a happy life more than getting him. .”

Sifal frowned, and said noncommittally: "So, you want him to be happy, so you can even accept the fiancée he arranges for you?"

Luo Jue said, "Let's have a look again."

From this point of view, Sifal has received the news that Luo Jue is going to get married.

He set off in a hurry and rushed back to the imperial capital. He knew that Luo Jue loved Lu Shaoming very much, and he was puzzled that he suddenly succumbed to the spiritual compatibility. Moreover, according to his investigation, Zhao Jiashu had an affair with Fan Diluo, and Zhao Jiashu Where is the fuel-efficient lamp?

However, when he returned to the palace, he missed the wedding because he successfully solved a group of star robbers who had fled for many years on the way, which was already three days after the wedding.

Before stepping into the palace, his subordinates gave him a copy of the latest investigation materials.

"My dear Highness Sifal, guess who is the one who married Prince Luo Jue this time?" Melch raised her eyebrows and passed information about Lu Rong to Chu Xijue, saying: " I knew on the same day that the married person changed, but it took a lot of effort to investigate his information, so I might as well tell you together today."

Sifal paused, looked down at the photo on the terminal, and suddenly a dark fire burst out—this is not Zhao Jiashu at all, and this boy was expressionless even at the wedding, even if he was extremely handsome. Well, he is still a liar.

Sifal directly closed the eloquent ten thousand character composition at the back, and said with a sullen face, "Who is he?"

Melch shrugged, feeling that the young man might be in for some bad luck, and said: "Zhao Jiashu's grandson, Conswell's adopted son, has been mining on low-level planets for a living all these years, basically he can be regarded as a member of the upper-class society. A low-level laborer who has no chance. Of course, he accepted to marry Prince Luo Jue instead of Zhao Jiashu."

"A bunch of damned trash." A storm was brewing in Sifal's chest, and he felt a sense of shame that he had been tricked——Zhao Yi, if he married Zhao Jiashu, it would be a big deal, if Zhao Jiashu could help Luo He felt that he would not treat the whole Zhao family badly.

But now, Zhao Yi actually made Li Daitao stiff to insult Luo Jue. Sifar absolutely cannot tolerate this!

He didn't need to know what this young man named Lu Rong had in mind to marry into the royal family. It was an easy thing for him to make a person disappear, even if that person had become a princess.

He strode into Luo Jue's palace, but Luo Jue was not in the palace at this time.

"Where is the princess?" Sifal asked quietly to the personal servant who took care of Luo Jue.

The servant said, "Sit in the back garden."