The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

Noah clicked on the email in the mailbox. This is the notice sent by the Temple of War God to the five members of the arbitration tribunal. Unexpectedly and expected, Xiao Yan did not choose to immediately challenge the arbitration tribunal at this time.

He sighed: "This Xiao Yan is not a good person to get along with...Aren't you worried?"

His Majesty Mei Sen rarely accompanied his queen to sit in the greenhouse and drink a cup of warm tea away from government affairs. Hearing this, he smiled: "Who are you worried about?"

Noah sneered, and asked, "Did you hint at Hall's targeting of Xiao Yan before?"

Mason not only admitted it very frankly, but also corrected it as a matter of course: "I just asked him to pay attention, and didn't let him target it."

Noah rolled his eyes, turned his head and snatched the cup from Mason's hand, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, sighed: "To be honest, if Al didn't... I wouldn't object to you changing to Li Al .”

"Let's have a look." Mason took the cup in front of Noah and poured another cup of tea, showing no signs of worry or nervousness at all, "I was not the heir that my father wanted, but I was the one who succeeded in the end. I My accident was that I met you, now we just have to see if Howard can seize his chance."

"Hall..." Noah frowned, "When I was at the border a few days ago, I found that his personality was a bit left-handed, and his style of behavior was less gentle and generous. A good prince should learn how to do things from the central brain! Absurd! I used to It is also speculated that it may be affected by the negative emotions of the border battlefield, and the result..."

"My son has grown up. I have my own way to go. What's the rush?" Mason raised his hand and rubbed the back of Noah's head, and gently stroked his lover's hair with his fingertips. "Howard was raised as an heir since he was a child. It has always been the power status of the invisible prince, and it is time to let him know the difference between the eldest prince and the prince."

"What?" Noah looked at Mason in disbelief when he heard this, and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You still have an illegitimate child waiting for you?"

Mei Sen was stared at by Noah so that the hairs on his back stood up and saluted, and he said quickly: "How can it be! There is nothing there is nothing!"

"Oh... Then tell me, if Hall can't do it, who do you want?" Noah twitched the corner of his mouth, "It took Hall more than 20 years to grow into this, where can you find someone who is better than him?" A better heir?"

"Skills, handling of things, ability - these can be learned slowly, but it will be too late if the temper is left. He needs to learn how to use the correct attitude to face people who are better than him, even if that person is more restrained. Tiger Always a tiger, treating a vengeful tiger as a cat is simply an idiot's behavior." Mason's tone was gentle and flat, but what he said made Noah feel cold for no reason in the warm afternoon sun, "Besides, whether it's Charles or Al, if the Empire needs it, they have to."

After more than 30 years of marriage, Noah, even though he has admiration for the emperor Mason Brandon, always reminds himself that the one sleeping beside his pillow is not only his lover, but also an emperor.

Mason Brandon has never deliberately avoided his ruthlessness as an emperor in front of Noah-he will never let himself fall into the conflict between the empire and his lover one day.

"Al was only temporarily withdrawn from the research institute because of the doctor's reason. A few days ago, he submitted an application to me to restart the topic selection research. This made it clear that he did not want to participate in the matter of Xiao Yan and Howard." Noahton He nodded, "I approve."

"I know that research group, everyone in it was hand-picked by him, everyone is very interesting." Mason said, "...it's a pity."

Compared with Howard, the youngest son Al is actually more attractive to Mason.

The youngest son, Ansair, has a beast's keen intuition. He can always easily pick out the most special and talented people in the crowd, and he can always grasp the loyalty of those people inadvertently—if it wasn't because of Ansair Regarding Al's condition, Mason had already started arranging for his youngest son to contact government affairs.

When I was a child in the palace, almost all the attendants subconsciously restrained their dirty thoughts when they met Ansier's eyes. Later in the research institute, Ansier even swam into the water like a fish. The group of geniuses with aloof and eccentric personalities seems not to be a prince who should be guarded by the research institute. Recently, in the case of the Bedford family, Ansel was violent when he should investigate, and decisive when he should stop. To stop, Mason was particularly surprised and satisfied.

In contrast, Howard, who was blindfolded by the Noble Fighting Army, began to look at the empire with pawns and became indifferent and closed, made Mason more and more worried and dissatisfied.

But just as Noah said - Howard is the heir cultivated by the two for more than 20 years after all.

That was their first son, who once made the couple pour almost all their love.

"You let Xiao Yan be Howard's whetstone...it's too risky." Noah shook his head with a rather disapproving expression.

"Whetstone?" Mason laughed, "Why do you think so? Howard can't afford to use such a person as a whetstone."

In the long river of history, there will always be some amazing and talented people at the right time. These people shine in the long river of stars, tearing away the fog that shrouds people's progress. Everyone is shining with a unique light. They have Different identities write different histories, just like stars in a bright galaxy.

Historical forks are always strikingly similar.

The last time Mason caught that star, his fate has been changed since then.

But this time, the stars are not going to fall into anyone's hands.

"Noah, this is Howard's chance, if he can't wake up in time and make a change—" The empire doesn't need an emperor who thinks indifferently and doesn't have empathy.Mason would never hand over the future of the empire to such Howard Brandon.

The words were not finished, but Maison knew that Noah understood.

Howard left behind the gentleness that Maisen taught Howard by precepts and deeds. I don’t know when, Howard’s admonition to his parents gradually became silent and opposed, and he began to go his own way and breed a paranoid desire to control, but Mason must let Howard understand. , Just relying on control and manipulation, he can't take the helm of the behemoth empire.

Mason raised his hand to cover Noah's eyes that were hesitant to speak, held his lover in his arms and kissed his forehead lightly, and lowered his voice: "Good boy."

Noah was silent for a few seconds: "If possible, I hope Al can do what he likes to do. He is precocious and easy to break. I often wake up from dreams when he is still young, and I can't find him everywhere...Maison , don’t let me send my son away with my own hands.”

No matter which son it is.

"……it is good."

……

Back in the study, Mason took out his brain and threw it on the table.

The light screen suddenly unfolded, and the central brain said in a flat voice: [Your Majesty, I don't think I have affected His Highness Howard. 】

"He's stupid." Without turning his head, Mason unbuttoned his cuff buttons and took off his coat and put it on the hanger.

Now he is so stupid that he is influenced by his own tools, and if he really succeeds to the throne in the future, he will be kept in the dark and tricked by someone.

[At the beginning, you instructed the three princes to contact the central brain. 】

"Oh, I regret it, is there anything else?" Mason rolled his eyelids impatiently.

[Do you think Xiao Yan can change His Royal Highness Howard? ] The central intellectual brain obviously did not receive Mason's desire not to continue the conversation.

"No." Mei Sen turned to face the light screen with a calm expression, "But apart from being the emperor, I'm also his father."

[Contradictory words and deeds, Your Majesty Mei Sen, you are indeed a very difficult emperor to cooperate with. 】The voice of the central intellectual brain fluctuated.

Mei Sen's eyes fell on the light screen for a long time: "It's time to take back your stream of data. I will go to the research institute tomorrow to start your background cleaning program."

【...Okay, His Majesty Mason. 】

***——***——***

At this time, Xiao Yan was invited to a small planet a hundred thousand light-years away from Capital Star, where the head of the Feng family was hidden.

Hank Feng——no, maybe he should be called Feng Han, he personally drove the aircraft and waited for Xiao Yan's spaceship to land at the port of call.

Seeing the man in a simple shirt, trousers, hat and mask knock on the window of the aircraft, Feng Han was stunned and quickly opened the door to let the man in.

Xiao Yan stepped into the aircraft with one long leg, and pressed the door close button with his backhand.

"Pfft, I said Mr. Xiao, you have been chased for a few streets to cultivate your self-cultivation?" Feng Han immediately understood that Xiao Yan probably walked out without any disguise after winning the championship. Being caught by fans everywhere, he immediately lay down on the console and laughed non-stop.

Xiao Yan glanced at Feng Han coolly, took off his hat and mask and put it aside, and pressed his temples with a headache.

——It was Xiao Yan who was almost recognized when he got off the spaceship, and was followed not far from Feng Han's aircraft by people and dogs all the time.

"Which one of yours is not with you?" Feng Han has seen the relationship between Xiao Yan and Ansair, and he is also one of the few people who knows Ansier's identity.

Xiao Yan said: "Go back to the research institute." A few days ago, Ansair managed to pass the test in front of Xiao Yan with great difficulty to let him admit that Ansair's condition had improved, and dragged Xiao Yan to ask the attending physician to issue a certificate. Ansair, who was forced to go on vacation for several months due to emotional instability, rushed into the research institute with the certificate and Queen Noah's permission, let Xiao Yan go to work on his own, and unilaterally announced the start of a long-distance relationship.

Throw it away and run away without eating, a typical little white-eyed leopard.

Xiao Yan caressed the silver chain wrapped several times around the wrist of his left hand. It was originally a necklace, and it was another "intelligent brain" specially made by Ansair for Xiao Yan to carry in the past few days.

It is no different from other intellectual brains, the only special thing is that it is equipped with a shielding program specially written by Ansair. Unless the central intellectual brain grabs the data forcibly, it cannot use keywords to search for information in Xiao Yanzhi's brain. any data stream.

With this, both Xiao Yan and 3427 are much happier - after all, not long ago, one person, one system teamed up to beat him up, and many data links of 3427 were trapped by the central brain, and the central brain was also torn down by 3427 Many information chains.

Before this, Xiao Yan never imagined that the war between AIs would be so simple and unpretentious, that the seemingly staid and indifferent central brain would actually be entangled with 3427, a little elementary school chicken, fighting and pulling hair. There is also a lot of aftertaste.

Feng Han set the autopilot of the aircraft, and handed a document bag to Xiao Yan: "Here."

Just three days before the finals, Nanyang woke up and dialed his father's communication for the first time in so many years after Nan Sheng learned the whole story.

And then, Feng Han's father, Nanyang's elder brother, personally went to Capital Star to bring the father and daughter back to their home.

Xiao Yan opened the file bag, took out the paper and flipped through it. It was just plain white paper, but the handwriting on it was firm and vigorous. Although it was written with a hard pen, one could get a glimpse of the charm of a soft pen.

"Good word!"