Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"You actually asked me this question?" Xia Xing turned his head, with a little doubt on his slightly crooked face, adding a little childishness to him.

Xia Lang suddenly remembered that he was only a 16-year-old kid, even if he didn't look like him anymore, the system would not lie to him.

His heart suddenly softened, and he always felt that he was too serious to Xia Xing. After all, he was still his child in name, but he was eager to know more information.

"Of course, as the chief negotiator, I don't know the bargaining chip in my hand, the concessions I can make, and the result I want to fight for. Do you think this is normal?" Xia Lang softened his tone: "Xia Xing, you I just said that I don’t have to do anything except when I have to show up, so who will negotiate this? You?”

"You have to know, the person on the other side is Chris—"

"Father," Xia Xing suddenly interrupted Xia Lang, his face as calm as water: "What does my father and I mean to you?"

Suddenly interrupted, there was a trace of surprise in Xia Lang's eyes. I don't know why Xia Xing suddenly asked himself a somewhat "warm" question.

"Xia Yang... I don't want to mention him, but you are my child and will always be." Xia Lang didn't know why, looking at Xia Xing's eyes, there was always a feeling of bottomlessness in his heart, and the words he said were empty Floating in the air, unable to find a support point.

"Even if I'm not your own?" Xia Xing raised his eyebrows, looking at the man in front of him who promised him: "I don't believe you, Dad."

Xia Lang stared closely at the strange man in front of him who called him "Dad".

"Since six years ago, or earlier, you have not cared about me and my father at all. You only have the general of the empire in your eyes. Although your father detained you here, I know that your heart is not here. You, like this, How dare I tell you the chips of the empire? I'm afraid that when you see him, you will forget everything."

"I—" Xia Lang stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer for a while: "Then what should you do, do you want to go with me? Stare at me?"

"No, Dad, I naturally want to stay in the empire," Xia Xing's eyes flashed an unknown emotion: "But I can tell you the result of the negotiation I want."

"I want Chris, dead."

Three days later, Sharan was sitting on the spaceship bound for the planet where the empire and the federation had briefly agreed, looking blankly at the busy people in front of them.

Everyone was making final preparations, only he was left in place, as if he had nothing to do with them.

He was emptied, no, it should be said that he had never been in touch with the power center.

Xia Lang stared at his pale palm because he hadn't seen the light for a long time, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly. For an incompetent waste like him, the biggest achievement for the empire should be the birth of the third prince, although he still doesn't know the truth. What's the matter.

Someone walked up to him with a low eyebrow and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, Second Prince, we are almost here."

The planet they are going to land on is a planet very similar to the ancient Earth. It used to be one of the most famous resorts in the empire, but now the actual control is in the hands of the Federation. The place they chose to negotiate is a replica of ancient construction. The castle, the simulated white marble material has been remodeled, even if it takes thousands of years, it will not be contaminated with a trace of dust, and it exudes a white light in the sun. When Sharan looked through the window, he thought he had come to the middle ages. Emerald.

The spaceship landed, Xia Ran got up, and all the people spread out for him in a mighty manner. They surrounded him, as if he was really their ruler.

The aircraft rolled down the long red carpet with a grunt. The extravagant style of the empire has never been diminished by the war. When Sharan's boots stepped lightly on the first step, he suddenly smiled.

His chuckle caught the attention of the guard behind him: "Your Highness, is there anything wrong?"

"Look, this red carpet, this castle, does it look like a place to get married?" Sharon couldn't help smiling as he watched the red carpet finally spread to the gate of the castle.

A trace of doubt flashed in the guard's eyes. He hadn't had much knowledge of the ancient earth, so he naturally didn't know that it was a standard match for people on the ancient earth when they got married.

Xia Lang just mentioned it casually, and followed the huge support.

Chris came to this place two days earlier than Sharan. He decided the place for the negotiation, but he subconsciously followed Sharan’s preferences. He knew that Sharan had always liked things on the ancient earth. I have read some books about ancient earth materials, but finally gave up for various reasons. I did not expect to choose such a place in the end.

The third floor of the castle is the place with the best lighting in the entire castle. There is a huge balcony, which is also the bedroom of the owner. Chris stood there early and leaned over to look at the visitor.

The ingenious design made it impossible for people outside to see someone on the balcony unless they looked up. Chris stood on the balcony and watched the person step by step off the aircraft.

He was still alive.

This was Chris' first feeling when he saw Sharon.

No matter how much hate or love, when Chris woke up from the nightmare every midnight, he found that there was only one thing he was most afraid of-Sharan died.

He died, died in that explosion, Xia Yang did not save him, this is the real reason why he disappeared these few years.

Chris warned himself not to believe such words, Xia Lang couldn't be in trouble, and Xia Yang's calm expression at that time showed this point——

But I have to admit that when the empire agreed to his negotiating request, the big rock in Chris' heart really fell.

He began to think about other questions-why did Sharan disappear for so long?Rehabilitation?coup?Or was he imprisoned by Xia Yang?Or other reasons?

He watched Xia Ran wearing a Tang suit, one of the official suits exclusive to the imperial family. The black Tang suit made his skin paler, even a little transparent. He looked at the support in front of him, seemed a little puzzled, and frowned Mao, talking to the adjutant behind him.

Everything about him looked so normal, he didn't look like he was being coerced, or he just recovered from a serious illness.

But none of the reasons had anything to do with him.

Chris's heart seemed to be pricked by a sharp needle suddenly, he got up suddenly and walked back to the room.

"Huh?" Xia Lang looked up as if sensing it, but only saw the empty balcony.

"Your Highness?"

The guard of honor looked at Xia Ran who stopped suddenly.

"I always feel that there are people on the balcony." Xia Ran looked up at the particularly conspicuous balcony on the third floor. Under the sun, the pure white curtains were blown automatically.

"The people from the Federation should have arrived first, Your Highness," the guard said respectfully but could not be defied: "Let's go in first."

If Chris can see this scene, he will find that Sharon is not as free as he imagined. The person next to him is not only his protector, but also his monitor.

"Okay." Xia Ran didn't stop any longer, and continued to walk in.

The Byzantine style of the castle reminded him of someone, but he couldn't be sure.

The guard of honor was very long, and Sharan was in the center. The moment Sharan stepped into the castle, two expressionless federal soldiers suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Please show your identification." The two said with no expression.

"You!" The guard behind Xia Ran clenched his hands instantly, trying to summon a weapon, but Xia Ran stopped him.

"I am the second prince of the empire." With Sharan's personality, he would not like to have more disputes in this kind of place. If he can explain it clearly in one sentence, why not explain it clearly?

Such a long guard of honor passed by, but they stopped at his place. It seemed that the Federation wanted to give them a blow.

"Please show your proof." The soldier didn't seem to be able to say anything else, so he repeated it.

This is blatant provocation.

How can Sharan have any identity certificate?The identity certificate is a direct tool for ordinary citizens to travel on different planets, but he only has the brand of the royal family. Showing this kind of thing to ordinary people is simply an insult to the empire.

It's just two federal soldiers, with so many masters around Sharan, it's very easy to kill them, but this time Sharan's purpose is to negotiate, but they are the weak side. If this continues, the negotiation It might even break completely.

"I have no proof. I am the second prince of the empire. If you don't know each other—" Xia Ran coldly stretched out his hand: "Then find two people you know."

After saying this, he put away the hand that was going to stop the guard behind him. Just as the weapon in the guard's hand was about to be unsheathed, a deep voice suddenly came from the second floor.

"Back down first." This sentence was said to the federal soldiers.

Sharon looked in the direction of the speaker and saw Chris walking down the stairs on the second floor. He was wearing a combat uniform, outlining his mature figure. His face was sharp and angular, and he was already a fully grown He is now an adult, completely different from the boyish boy six years ago: "Long time no see, Your Highness, Second Prince, I am sorry to cause you trouble."

He looked at Xia Ran who was stopped, hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes just happened to hit Xia Ran who had heard the sound.

Chris looked at the person in front of him whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and there was a trace of intricacies and reluctance in his eyes, which finally summed up into deep hatred.

Are you surprised to see that I'm still alive?

Did you regret not killing me directly back then?

Sharon was startled, then lowered his head to avoid Chris' gaze: "Can I go in now? General Chris?"

He sarcastically sarcastically said these words. Just now those federal soldiers came to stop him because they were instructed by Chris. Now Chris came here to pretend to be a good guy. What do you mean?

"It's really because we didn't entertain well," Chris said with a smile while standing in the castle on a planet that belonged to the empire a year ago: "The second prince came all the way to our place, and he didn't fulfill the friendship of the landlord. I'm so sorry."

But there was no hint of apology in his tone.

But remembering that he was here to negotiate, Sharon finally returned to his original attitude, looked at Chris coldly, and said, "Then can I go now?"

Chris lowered his eyes slightly, unable to see his expression clearly, and said jokingly: "Of course, Your Highness, but there is only one master bedroom in this castle, and my subordinates have already attacked first. What should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, I can live in any room." Sharon didn't know what Chris had been entangled with him all this time. Chris had decided on the place for the negotiation, so he didn't believe that Chris didn't know. The room situation here, not to mention that I have lived here for two days, and now I have to argue with him about the room, and use this to take Joe with him?

"However, how can His Highness condescend to live in an ordinary room?" Chris continued: "You must know that His Highness is the second prince of the empire, and it is said that he is the favorite of the First Prince. His Highness is willing to let you Wronged?" Chris's voice showed deep hatred when he mentioned Xia Yang, that day at the training ground, Xia Yang took Xia Lang away lightly and lightly, regardless of his embarrassment, and it was deeply engraved in his heart In my mind, I will never forget it.

Not to mention, he recently captured a general of an empire, and learned rumors of the empire from him that made him unbelievable...

"Then what are you going to do?" Sharon's tone was already impatient, and Christon said that he would go out and go out, and he couldn't do anything. What the hell were he going to do? ? ? ?

"How about wronging Your Highness to live in the master bedroom with me?" Chris bowed to Mr. Sharan with a smile: "The master bedroom here is big enough, and there are more than one room, enough for His Highness and I Let's share together," he looked at Xia Ran's extremely ugly face, and added: "Anyway, it's not like His Highness and I haven't slept together, have we?"

Hearing this, the guard behind Xia Lang pulled out his sword and pointed it at Chris!

Seeing this scene, the federal soldiers in the hall quickly surrounded Chris. The two sides were facing each other with the center of the hall as the boundary, and the atmosphere was tense for a while!

In this dignified atmosphere, the two protagonists were the most calm.

Chris was even lazily leaning on the railing, not even standing upright, while Sharon stood where he was, his pure black hair was a little longer and drooping slightly, covering his eyes that could see through people's hearts.

"Since there is no place for us to live here, general, then we won't live here." After a while, Sharan issued an order: "Put away your weapons, step back, let's go back to the aircraft, and negotiate with the general tomorrow, okay?" gone."

As soon as Sharan finished speaking, all the soldiers of the empire put away their weapons and retreated in an orderly manner.

"You!" Chris stood up straight when he heard this answer, staring closely at the person in front of him, as if a black storm was surging in his eyes: "Come back!"

His commanding tone, the people of the empire would naturally not listen, and they still backed away. Chris gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and disappeared on the spot.

Just when Sharon was about to leave the castle, a huge mecha suddenly stood in front of him, and the jewel-like bright red eyes of the mecha flashed on and off: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, the general just started talking to you just now." Just kidding, your bedroom has been arranged with you a long time ago, this way please."

Although he said apologetic words, the gun barrel in the mecha's hand kept pointing in their direction. It didn't look like an apology, but a threat.

"Your Highness!" Behind Xia Lang, the guards who had been irritated again and again finally couldn't bear it anymore. The pride of belonging to the empire made them unable to bear this kind of rebellious insult, let alone insulting their royal family. !

"Stand back," Xia Lang yelled sharply, his delicate eyebrows and eyes showed a coldness that was different from his appearance, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't forget the purpose of our coming here."

The guard was startled, his fingers clenched the scabbard tightly, and finally took a step back.

After appeasing his subordinates, Sharon glanced at the mech coldly: "Thank you for the hospitality you gave me, let's lead the way."

The mecha returned to its attacking state and returned to its normal state. It walked in front, and Xia Ran followed behind him. Instead of returning to the gate he just entered, he walked to the slightly smaller side hall next to him.

At the door is the imperial team that has just arrived in advance. It seems that Chris has made arrangements just now, and he just wants to give Xia Ran a blow.

"Your Highness." The person in charge who looked like a butler came out to welcome him: "Your room has been packed."

The subtext of this sentence means that the eyeliner without the Federation has been cleaned up.

Sharan was finally able to take a good look at the castle with a sigh of relief, and his doubts just now were finally explained when he saw a small sun symbol on the railing of the stairs.

If this is the case, the castle really belongs to Xia Yang. Xia Lang thinks that Chris must not know about it, otherwise he will die of anger.

No, maybe it was intentional. Entertaining one's beauties in a palace built by a rival in love sounds quite interesting.

The room has been cleaned up, there is no eyeliner from the federal people, the guards and imperial soldiers have withdrawn their respectful attitude towards Xia Ran just now, and only symbolically left two or three people at the door, leaving the huge room to Xia Ran Long himself.

Sharon raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

After all, their master is not themselves.

There is a huge ornate mirror in the room, with gorgeous patterns on it, which is the intersection of the sun, the moon and the stars. Sharon took a look at himself in the mirror, looking at his pale, bloodless skin and the appearance of his skin that had not been trimmed for a long time. With some messy hair, he smiled helplessly.

Looking like this, he really looked like a beauty being paid tribute, not like a prince of an empire.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"what's up?"

"Your Highness, some people have been sent from the Federation... They say they are here to dress you up."

"Take it away," Xia Ran frowned slightly. Don't these people know how to deal with these trivial matters?Could it be that the person sent at this time is still a good person?

"But..." The tone of the people outside was a bit strange: "Your Highness, it is better for you to come out in person."

Xia Ran was a little puzzled, opened the door and followed the people outside to the room where the Federation came. The moment he opened the door, Xia Ran knew why the guards showed such expressions.

There were eight or nine beauties sparsely in that room, with different looks and figures. They were tied hands and feet by the people of the empire, and they sat quietly on the ground without making noise. The most important thing was——

Theirs is very similar to Sharan.

Some people have eyebrows, some people have temperament, some people have black hair, and some people have Xia Ran's cold and ascetic temperament, but there are unknown ambiguous traces on the collarbone when the head is raised.

"Fuck!" Even Sharan couldn't help but change his face, and cursed in his heart. He didn't expect that Chris would treat him like this.

These people were sent here, but they were all well-trained. I don’t know if they have "used" or not, but with Sharon's face, making that kind of ambiguous expression is enough to make people disgusted .

What does Chris mean?

Does he want to say that Xia Lang is equivalent to a male favorite?

Xia Ran's face quickly returned to normal. He looked at those people, as if he hadn't seen their faces, walked forward, leaned over and asked one of the people who looked like him, and asked: "General What are you doing here?"

"Serve you." The man didn't speak just now under the interrogation of the imperial people, but when Sharan asked, he opened his mouth and answered.

"Serve me?" Xia Lang snorted coldly, "I'm pretty disgusting."

He stretched out his hand to caress the man's cheek, the man obviously still had a cold expression, but his body began to rub against his hand involuntarily, the fluffy cheek rubbed against Sharon's hand, bringing With a hint of teasing, Xia Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his hands to his neck, and tightened it.

The man stopped moving for a moment, looking at him in horror, unable to say a word, Xia Ran's fingers gradually tightened, leaving bright red marks on his fair neck, and he looked at the face in front of him almost as if looking in a mirror. People, sneered: "That's all."

He let go in an instant, and the man fell to the ground in embarrassment, sweating profusely as if he had been ravaged.

Xia Lang got up, and said to the guard who was watching all this silently: "Kill them all, leave no one behind."

"!" There was a flash of panic in the eyes of those slaves, and they wanted to speak, but they couldn't utter a word from their throats that were almost crushed just now. They never thought that it would end like this. Before they came, someone told them that the empire His Royal Highness the Second Prince was the most soft-hearted. They would either stay as servants or be sent back. The general promised them that if they went back, they would be free.

But unexpectedly, Xia Lang actually said directly that he would kill them.

"Reformed people are not considered human beings in my eyes." Before Xia Ran walked out the door, he only left the last sentence coldly.

On the other side, Chris, who saw all this in his eyes, changed his face when he heard this sentence.

Sharan, what do you mean!

Transforming a person is not a person... what about him?