AA loves to dominate the interstellar by the way [Rebirth]

"Dole—"

Among the crimson maple trees, a silver-haired boy was lazily sitting by the stream, throwing red berries the size of fingernails into the stream, causing ripples on the water surface.

The small fish in the water heard the movement and rushed to the surface of the water to peck at it, but found that the berries were hard and big compared to their bodies, and it was hard to eat them at all.

"Grumbling--"

The little red-tailed fish spit bubbles angrily, and soon swung its tail and swam away, ignoring the silver-haired boy again.

Bah, it looks like an ignorant cub at first glance!

The previous hostess would have crushed the berries and fed them!

Even the black-haired demon knows how to sprinkle them with bread crumbs - although they don't eat them at all!

"Grumbling--"

But that cub...beautiful...

The school of fish flicked their heads and leisurely gathered together, muttering, secretly looking at the pretty silver-haired boy.

——When did Crimson Court have an extra cub?

—Silver hair... is it His Majesty's child?It looks so cute!

——It's the son of His Majesty and that black-haired devil!Just be a descendant of His Majesty!

——We have a little master!

"Gulu Gulu... Gulu Gulu..."

The rising bubbles show colorful bright colors in the sun, are blown by the wind, float unsteadily in mid-air, and are pierced by the red leaves.

The news spread to the entire Crimson Court as if it had wings.

——After hundreds of years of silence, the Crimson Court finally ushered in its little master!

They must give all the pampering to their little masters!

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……

Naturally, Ye Zhibo didn't know the little tricks the courtyard was making behind his back.

He finished his knife practice as usual, gnawed three meals a day of milk fruit that automatically appeared by the stream, and then wandered off to take a nap in the maple forest.

There is a hammock on the largest red maple tree in the maple forest. The vines and branches are intertwined with each other. There is even a thick layer of maple leaves and hay thoughtfully laid out. It is soft and clean, and Ye Zhibo fell in love with it at the first sight.

The silver-haired boy yawned and soon fell into a sweet sleep.

The sound of the wind became quieter, slightly swaying the broken hair on the silver-haired boy's forehead, brushing away the dry grass sticking to him; The branches stretched out quietly, and after a silent fight, the winner triumphantly rubbed himself under the silver-haired boy, and slowly and gently pushed the hammock up and down.

This is their treasure.

The entire Crimson Court is pampering their precious little master in their own way.

Ye Zhibo didn't know about it.

The silver-haired boy just turned over, wrinkled his nose, and smacked his mouth reminiscently.

The milky aroma of milk fruit still lingered between his lips and teeth, but he began to miss another sweet orange flavor.

……

……

When the silver-haired queen walked into Fenglin with the short-haired cat Lu Tingxing in her arms, what they saw was the silver-haired boy who was sleeping soundly.

There was a tenderness between the expressions of the two of them.

The short-haired cat jumped to Ye Zhibo's face and slapped his son unceremoniously.

"Get up! Are you a pig who can sleep like this?"

Ye Zhibo was thrown off the hammock by a paw, sat on the ground and raised his head in confusion.

"what?"

The silver-haired boy had an innocent face.

The surrounding maple leaves began to tremble violently, and the thick vines rose behind the short-haired cat, and smashed towards its back with a "swish".

Unmoved, the short-haired cat leaped lightly to escape the sneak attack, jumped back to the silver-haired queen's shoulder, licked its paws slowly, and rubbed against the other's fair and slender neck as if swearing its sovereignty.

The eyes of the silver-haired queen were full of tender affection, she reached out to Ye Zhibo who was sitting on the ground, pulled him up, and hugged him gently into her arms.

"Son, let mom see you."

The bewildered Ye Zhibo fell into a soft embrace unexpectedly, and froze immediately.

He still has lingering fears about his spiritual mother not long ago.

The silver-haired boy raised his head, facing the old father's eyes staring at him quietly.

That look looked very kind.

Ye Zhibo blinked, and secretly asked questions in his spiritual sea.

—Which mother is this?

He quickly got a rather strange answer.

——The gentle and pleasant version, you are lucky.

Ye Zhibo: "..."

The father and son looked at each other silently and communicated with each other.

——Isn’t it alright?

—was seriously ill.

……

……

The tenderness of mother-child recognition lasted only for a short moment.

The next second, the icy queen went online again, and assigned a lot of homework to her son with no hands.

"The crimson mentality is a mentality that belongs exclusively to our lineage. You need to practice hard." The queen with a cold face pointed at Ye Zhibo's eyebrows, and conveyed all the information in a very stern tone, "Your current undercurrent The blood vessels have been fully stimulated, you have to learn to control them."

"——If you can't control your own strength, don't even think about taking a step out of the Crimson Court." The silver-haired queen ruthlessly issued a foot restraint order.

Lu Tingxing was very satisfied with this decision. He stroked his mustache and added: "From now on, concentrate on practicing in the Scarlet Court. Don't run around when you have nothing to do. You still have a lot of things to make up for."

——Don't disturb our two-person world.

Ye Zhibo looked skeptical about life.

In the first 20 years when his parents were absent, and during the years in his previous life, he never felt what family affection was like.

He once fantasized about his mother's warm embrace, his father's stern gaze and gentle rewards, and a family of three happily getting along...

But he never thought that parents all over the world have the same love for homework assignments.

In the hearts of the two big brothers, Ye Zhibo, who didn't even master the blood talent, was so weak that he couldn't see it.

——It is shameful to let it go out and run around.

Their deep love for their son is all reflected in the high standards and strict requirements of cultivation.

The silver-haired queen turned sideways under the urging of the short-haired cat on her shoulders, and finally nodded to her cubs, each with an encouraging look on their faces.

"Cultivate well, don't be lazy."

One person and one cat flew away, leaving only the silver-haired boy messy in the wind.

Ye Zhibo silently sensed the complicated thoughts in his spiritual sea, and after seeing the difficulty of cultivating the crimson mental method, he suddenly felt that the sky was dark and his future life was bleak.

[Crimson heart method, non-royal descendants are not allowed to practice, there are ten layers in total, after practicing to the fifth layer, you can completely control the blood power, and walk in the outside world normally. 】

[The time required to cultivate to the fifth floor is about: 20 years. 】

Ye Zhibo's eyes darkened.

He was moved to tears by the deep love of his parents.

So this is family love——

Do it, he doesn't want it anymore!

……

……

Willow head on the moon.

The silver-haired boy meets with the practitioner after dusk.

After much deliberation, Ye Zhibo decided to practice all night from tonight.

for freedom--

Since then, the Crimson Heart Method has been his favorite!

"Whoa--"

The red leaves are fluttering, and the soft voices of men and women are faintly wafting from the depths of the crimson court, occasionally mixed with a few cat calls of "meow".The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the lights are gradually going out.

The courtyard belonging to Ye Zhibo was still brightly lit.

Ye Zhibo had a serious face, ready to turn on the light and read at night.

He was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting.

"Knock-"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Ye Zhibo raised his head in surprise, and called "Come in".

The courtyard door was pushed open, and two figures, one white and one black, walked into the courtyard, knelt down on one knee and saluted the silver-haired boy sitting under the tree at the same time.

Their posture is pious and reverent, like the most loyal knights swearing allegiance to their lord.

"I have seen Your Highness."

The sleepiness in Ye Zhibo's eyes was suddenly so startled that he flew to the sky.

Looking at the two familiar figures in front of him, he straightened up in shock.

"Bai Shengsheng - why are you here?"

and also--

"He Xingyun! You're still alive!" Ye Zhibo's eyes suddenly burst into a pleasant smile, "That's great! I knew you weren't dead!"

The black-haired youth kneeling on one knee looked up at the silver-haired youth.

He said, "Yes, Your Highness, I'm back."

The smile in the black-haired young man's eyes was sharp but gentle, quite different from the cold and sharp proud young man before.

Only the fiery light in those black eyes was the same as before, still carrying the unquenched fire.

He Xingyun smiled and said: "From now on, I will be your private secretary, responsible for all your affairs in the Crimson Court, and solve any questions and needs for you."

Ye Zhibo blinked his eyes, a little confused, and reached out to help the black-haired young man: "No—you get up first, what's going on?"

He Xingyun knelt on the spot without moving.

Ye Zhibo gave a "tsk", and looked at Bai Shengsheng who was beside him.

The chief of the Bailu Court said softly: "I will be the commander of your guards, Your Highness."

She added with Ye Zhibo's somewhat surprised expression: "Although your identity cannot be announced to the entire sky garden and Shen Xinghai, as a noble descendant of the king, you will have the highest status under the queen—— "

"You are the little master of the sky garden, the future king of all undercurrents."

The King to whom all of them will serve.

……

……

The black-haired young man and the white-clothed girl lowered their heads slightly, their postures were respectful and humble.

Ye Zhibo frowned uncomfortably: "Don't be like this, we are friends."

"Of course, Your Highness."

The two people at the bottom spoke in unison, their voices were respectful, but their attitudes were extremely firm.

If Ye Zhibo didn't respond, they would have to kneel until the end of time.

Ye Zhibo had a headache.

He has never been very good at dealing with similar situations, and there is nothing he can do except smile.

"You guys..."

After a while, the silver-haired boy sighed.

"Get up, I understand."

"I accept your allegiance."

Ye Zhibo felt that he should share his experiences with those irresponsible old parents later.

Since he unfortunately became the son of that pair of scumbags, taking over the Sky Garden is his inevitable future.

Look at Lu Tingxing's eager eyes——

The other party can't wait to tie himself to the throne tomorrow, so that he can take his wife and owner away from home, and they will live and fly together from now on.

Ha ha.

After Ye Zhibo said those words, the two kneeling down quickly stood up.

They looked at each other and exchanged a tacit look.

Of course Ye Zhibo, who just came to the Sky Garden, didn't know that the formal ceremony of loyalty was still a long time away.

The two people in front of him were just to preemptively occupy the position of a dependent.

——These are the only two places that were determined by fist among the few people who knew the inside story.

"Is there anything else?" Ye Zhibo glanced at the two of them, and felt that it was getting late and it was time to go to sleep, oh no, it was time to continue practicing.

He was a little vigilant in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong about tonight.

"Of course, Your Highness."

The girl in white smiled softly when she heard the words.

She gently pulled out a thick scroll from her sleeve.

The ominous premonition in Ye Zhibo's heart deepened.

He asked cautiously, "What is this?"

It was He Xingyun who answered him: "This is the historical map of the Sky Garden, the genealogy information of the princes."

"Including the distribution of Shen Xinghai's power, the composition of the Supreme Council and the identity and background of each member." The black-haired private secretary added with Ye Zhibo's horrified eyes, "Of course, there are also nature, history, customs, and military affairs. And technology and so on, that’s what you need to master.”

Ye Zhibo: "..."

He looked at the thickness of the scroll and took a hard breath: "Wait, is there something wrong with it—"

Isn't the crimson method all homework?

Bai Shengsheng said softly: "Of course there is no problem. As the future owner of the Sky Garden, you must know all of this."

"If you have any questions, you can call us at any time, Your Highness." Ye Zhibo hissed.

His eyes were a little erratic: "Is it all in this scroll?"

This scroll is thicker than the Codex of the Shadden Empire, which is known as the first brick in the Milky Way!

Ye Zhibo, who had always been flying low in cultural class, felt very bad.

His newly promoted private secretary and housekeeper smiled, and shook his head gently but firmly: "Of course not."

He Xingyun and Bai Shengsheng worked together to slowly unfold the scroll.

"Wow—"

The long scroll rolled all the way down the table and spread all the way to the gate of the courtyard, densely packed with kids all over it, making the silver-haired boy feel dizzy with just one glance.

It was only then that the black-haired secretary's next words sounded unhurriedly, causing Ye Zhibo to collapse completely.

"This is just the catalog, Your Highness."

There was deep sympathy in the eyes of the two people standing by the table.

"Lu Shuai said that he will come to check your homework regularly, I hope you will not be lazy."

"You can't take a step out of the Crimson Court before reading these files."

Ye Zhibo: "..."

Crashed.

Meow, what on earth is he here for?

The little joy of meeting my parents has completely evaporated.

What pair of parents can still give their son a lot of homework when they meet their child who has been separated for 20 years! ?

Ye Zhibo looked at the long, seemingly endless file catalogue, with despair in his eyes.

How is it possible to finish watching this, you bastard!

This bastard Lu Tingxing is definitely taking revenge on himself!

He waved his hands weakly to signal the two to back down, expressing that he needed to be quiet.

Starry, sleepless night.

Every night afterward, sleep will bid him farewell.

Ye Zhibo gritted his teeth and called the dead fat cat disguised as his own brain in the spiritual sea.

"What are you doing son, in the middle of the night—"

Lu Tingxing's voice was hoarse and deep, with a bit of nasal sound, and his whole body was full of laziness.

Ye Zhibo asked aggressively, "When can I leave?"

"Have you read the dossier? Have you finished practicing the Crimson Heart Technique? Why are young people so impatient..." There was a chatter from the other end, like an old man who had reached menopause.

"Look through the file casually, and you can get a general impression...When you can freely use the power of the undercurrent without being discovered, you can go out." Lu Tingxing finally concluded very irresponsibly.

Ye Zhibo took a deep breath: "Can't you help me control the undercurrent blood?"

Just like the 20 years before him, wasn't Lu Tingxing suppressing and sorting out for him in the spiritual world?

The old father sighed heavily in his spirit: "Son, Dad hasn't seen your mother for a long time... You see, your mother's brain is a bit abnormal, I have to watch your mother!"

Ye Zhibo: "..."

His voice was extremely difficult: "You want to stay here?"

"Then what if my wife is still here, can I still run around with you?" Someone's natural voice came from the other end, "Will I get sick if I don't see your mother for a day?"

Ye Zhibo: "..."

This bastard.

The silver-haired boy sneered and cut off the spiritual sea connection.

What kind of plastic father-son relationship is this——

Ye Zhibo began to seriously think about a certain problem.

——Is he really not a gift from a smart brain?

The author has something to say:——Li Jinshen has something to say——

Li Jinshen: When will I play?

Li Jinshen: Very good, He Xingyun, since you have become an undercurrent.

Li Jinshen: My big summer dragonfinch said he wanted to drink some dark blood.

The jealousy of His Royal Highness burned his script for the next show, and the scene was PASS.

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Just kidding, arrange!Schedule it tomorrow!

Under the threat of Daxia Longque, the author held his outline tightly with tears.

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Oh, what about migraines_(:з」∠)_

Tomorrow is the [-]D stamp~ This volume ends tomorrow.

The new map is loading~

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感谢在2020-07-0922:16:58~2020-07-1023:10:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Moyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!