Special Class A Prince [Interstellar]

Chapter 17 The Lionheart Arrives at Port

In order to deal with His Majesty the Emperor who was "unreasonably making trouble" again, Leicester finally completely handed over the work of the bridge to Adjutant Dalal, let go of his little thoughts of having a combat training with Li Fei, and wholeheartedly gave the preparations before the Lionheart docked. The king's husband instilled the royal etiquette of the Balk Empire.

And, rush to make a dress for him.

"Don't be too nervous, Your Royal Highness."

Li Fei looked at His Royal Highness who was walking around like an anxious lion, as if he saw a golden lion chasing its tail in circles.

He laughed at this imaginary picture: "Since you have chosen me, you should have confidence in me."

"Sorry, I forgot this time." Lester stopped and said somewhat frustrated.

He lowered his head, and his blond hair was a bit dim. Li Fei's words could not comfort him, but instead made His Royal Highness' face turn red a little while being anxious.

The welcome party at the airport is not a problem, but it represents His Majesty the Emperor announcing the return of the Third Prince to the entire empire, which also means... an unavoidable grand court dance that will be danced by His Majesty the Emperor and the Third Prince Dinner!

In previous years, Leicester always asked his older sisters for help, but this year, not to mention that both older sisters were absent, even if they were, he would not be able to find his older sister—he had already found Mrs. Wang, and he had to dance with Mrs. Wang for the opening dance.

——However, the opening dance is the traditional dance steps of the Balk royal family. The perfect sliding steps like fish swimming in water were once the deepest nightmare of every descendant of the Balk royal family!

Even His Royal Highness Prince Leicester von Balck, who is omnipotent in military affairs, can learn any fighting skills at a glance, and has gone through everything related to sports, had to spend a whole week in front of this set of dance steps.

After hearing His Royal Highness' concerns, Li Fei slightly raised his eyebrows.

——Does His Majesty the Emperor want to affect Leicester's domestic reputation by making him look ugly?

Indeed, part of the civil prestige of His Royal Highness comes from his invincible achievements, and part of it comes from the perfect face of this cosmic golden bachelor.

If the dream lover of the public is not only married in a flash, but also married to someone who is not very popular, the senses of His Royal Highness in the hearts of the people will inevitably decline, and it may even affect Leicester's prestige in the upper echelons of the empire.

After all, Queen Vera is not only deeply affectionate with His Majesty and his wife, but also a cutting-edge scientific researcher.Her teacher is Lester's biological mother, Mrs. Belle, a woman who is said to be "a pity for the universe" and "if her life is not too short, she can even change an entire era".

But this kind of trick is trying to make him admit defeat?

Innocent!

Li Fei clicked a few times on his personal terminal, and a piece of music sounded—it was the prelude to the customary soundtrack "Water City" for the opening dance of the Empire.

He stood up from the sofa, smoothed the clothes on his body, and then leaned forward. A standard Balk Empire traditional dance invitation ceremony was perfectly displayed in front of Lester.

"Don't worry, my dear Highness."

Li Fei deliberately lowered his voice, in the swaying dance music, he was soft like bubbles floating in the water, his cobalt blue eyes shone with confidence, but became gentle and affectionate in the next moment.

"I will tell everyone that I am your best choice."

——What is this dim sum machine, His Majesty the Emperor? !I will sweep away all conspiracy traps that prevent you from reaching the top!

"Of course, what I want... I hope you can satisfy me too."

—Give me a ship, a ship, a ship that can enter the death star field!

Lester looked at Li Fei's affectionate face in front of him. He had never felt much about his own face in the mirror, and he couldn't help but think "Li is so beautiful"—elegant, calm, firm and gentle, just like the universe. There is nothing in it that can stump his husband.

The dance music of Water City is actually an adaptation of the hometown music of the loved ones of the ancestors of the Balk Empire.

On the fallen planet covered by water, the founding emperor met the beautiful people of water and got the greatest spiritual support in his life.He danced with her in the water.

The name of the original song is in the ancient language of that planet, and the real meaning is "forever until death".

And the promise that Li Fei made along with the music just now, in Lester's view, seemed to promise the future forever until death.

Those eyes filled with the stars of the universe also contained his figure, just like a beautiful dream.

His Royal Highness put his hand on Li Fei's, and the two danced to the music in the room.

Anyone who sees such a dancing posture can only admire: what a pair of people!

— But there's only one problem.

——I hope that His Majesty Emperor Ingram's heart will be fine when he sees his dear brother dancing the female step.

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The etiquette issue that takes time is resolved, and the remaining clothing issue is simply not an issue.

So even though the one in the Imperial Palace of the Balk Empire wished so much for Li Fei to suddenly die suddenly within a short day's journey, the Lionheart still successfully docked at the Royal Airport of the mother star Winesa A.

The airport was almost full of enthusiastic people, and everyone who watched the grand occasion outside through the internal network of the Lionheart couldn't help sighing.

——The life in the universe is too comfortable, forgetting that there is a pack of wolves in the imperial capital...

The people who came can be divided into several large groups, which can be seen from the signs they hold.

For example, Prince Wei fans are all brands such as "His Royal Highness, I love you!", "The most handsome male god in the universe".

For example, the official CP fans who support the prince and husband—a large part of them are single dogs who think that "as long as the prince is married/they can have a good relationship", they all hold the words "Bless the prince and the prince." Your Majesty!", "I wish Your Royal Highness a smooth love!" signs.

Finally, the other CP fans whose CP was dismantled by His Royal Highness Wang Fu, the signs they raised were all uniform, without exception-"Wang Fu, die!"

The corner of Li Fei's eyes twitched, but he found this phenomenon very interesting: "The atmosphere of the empire... is really free."

He was wearing a black imitation military dress completed under the aesthetic sponsorship of Your Excellency Meow. The fit and very textured black fabric with silver edges and silver buckles looked low-key and luxurious, and he wore a pair of silky white gloves. The whole person is full of the taste of an ascetic elite.

At this moment, he tilted his head and stared at the broadcast screen, his well-groomed black hair fell down a bunch of unruly bangs, his blue eyes swept across the signs that cursed him to die, and the corners of his lips smiled evilly.

The atmosphere inside the Lionheart was stagnant.

——Ahhhhh!Where is the riding whip?Mrs. Wang needs a horsewhip! !

--I lost!I can't win His Highness Wang Fu in this life, Your Highness Wang Fu, please smack me!pump me! !

——I was wrong, Wang Fu is definitely not a gentle and affectionate type...he is a ghost type!

——What is the Galactic Federation, what is the space pirate, what is the Dark Ghost!We have the most beautiful husband and wife in the universe!

……

"Never mind, the last time the Lionheart was in port they still had a sign saying 'Death to Dalal'."

Your Excellency Meow flicked its tail. As an A+-level artificial intelligence, it can't hide the movements of fans on the Internet. Of course, it also knows that His Royal Highness is paying so much attention this time, except because of the popularity of Leicester. In addition to Gao, there is also a small-minded emperor who is not willing to let his younger brother be snatched away just like that.

——Tsk, Ingram, how old are you? Hurry up and graduate from younger brother control!

Adjutant Dalal, who felt an arrow in his knee, was sweating silently, trying not to appear too guilty under Wang Fu's probing eyes.

——The conscience of heaven and earth!He has absolutely absolutely absolutely no unreasonable thoughts about His Royal Highness!

However, Mrs. Wang is just thinking in her heart—Dalal is indeed his biggest competitor in his career, and he should pay more attention to it in the future.

As for the situation opposite His Royal Highness, the second party involved, he frowned in a rare way.

The Lion Prince is wearing a white and gold royal military uniform today, with the silver rose bestowed by the late emperor buckled on his chest. His blond hair is neatly groomed, just like the shiny fur of a male lion. His beautiful face is framed by those malachite eyes. It shines brighter against the background.

It was like an angel descending.

Although it is a cold killing angel.

No matter who stood by his side, they couldn't let his own brilliance be compromised one iota.

But now the tough and beautiful angel showed sadness.

——Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, ah, ah... Let's just shoot it straight away, as long as we shoot it, all those signs will disappear!

——Hey, it turns out that His Royal Highness never cared about those things!Sure enough, Mrs. Wang Fu is true love, Mr. Dalal, you are so miserable.

—Don't frown, please don't frown!Ah, His Majesty Emperor Ingram, see what you have done!

……

Li Fei took a step forward and hugged Lester, the black figure standing beside Guang Guang was no less impressive, on the contrary, it complemented each other, blinding the eyes of everyone on the Lionheart bridge.

"Lester, don't worry, I don't mind this kind of thing."

——This kind of free populace may be well exploited.

His Royal Highness turned to look at Li Fei, and was relieved when he saw that he really had no grudges.

Your Excellency Meow squatted aside, obviously very satisfied.

——With just half a hug and a word, Li Fei can appease Lester. He really deserves to be the best match!

Among the decadent singles on the bridge who suffered from the pink light wave, there is another one who is conscientiously doing what he should do.

——Although those who disturb the show of affection may be kicked by the horse, but even if you die, you have to finish the work you have to do before you die.

Dalal bit the bullet and reminded: "Your Highness, the Lionheart has completely docked, and the reception car is already waiting outside."

Lester nodded and looked at Li Fei.

Li Fei straightened his gloves and smiled slightly.

"So, Your Royal Highness—are we more affectionate? More affectionate? Or more affectionate?"

——Since the emperor wants to see a joke, why not aim to piss off His Majesty the emperor first.

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