Interstellar Peak Glory

Speaking of this, Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong, who had completely paled his face, and said, "But when I went to personally examine the aorta of your neck, you suddenly gave this king Fatal blow—" Ling Feitong's back was almost soaked in cold sweat.

He finally understood the inconsistency.

Mo Jiahua does have an obsession with body cleanliness, he hates any extra people appearing in his private space, let alone let his little lover get close to him easily.

Mo Jiahua pressed his neck with one hand that day, in fact, he didn't want to force him, but wanted to check whether his arteries were still beating.

Then, according to common sense, Lin Feitong was already dead before he entered the body, and he still died from the AR subtype poison he took.

However, the revived self was completely unscathed, and no trace of poison was found after inspection. Ling Feitong checked the entire house according to the mysterious news that night, but found no AR subtype poison. His most reasonable suspicion was that he had flushed the poison down the toilet.

However, what Ling Feitong never imagined was that the original owner actually took the poison and went to assassinate Mo Jiahua, and after he was reborn in this body, the poison disappeared out of thin air.

If he had known that such a big loophole in his body had been exposed, Ling Feitong would have said nothing...whatever, he himself would have been confused.

Just when Ling Feitong thought that Mo Jiahua would question who he was and why he came back from the dead, Mo Jiahua spoke again.

"So this king has a reasonable guess. The person who connected with you in the Bana Flower Realm probably speculated that you did not take poison and did not attack this king for so long, so they became suspicious of your betrayal. In addition, this king gave the secondary card to you. You are supporting you in the capital of Xiyue, so their doubts about you will become affirmations."

Ling Feitong had to sigh, Mo Jiahua is really too powerful, no matter whether he guessed right or not, it has already made him feel anxious.

"Your Highness guessed right." Ling Feitong nodded, and said, "My supervisor, Your Highness probably couldn't guess it."

Mo Jiahua said: "The Lin family."

Ling Feitong: "..."

God damn can't guess, the face is slapped so quickly, Your Highness, are you really a man who doesn't save face for others?

Although Ling Feitong slandered, he still nodded and said: "It is indeed the Lin family, how did His Highness guess?"

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "Only Mrs. Lin and his second son were present that day, not to mention a few bodyguards from Xiyue Capital and two other women. According to the Lin family's attitude towards you, it is impossible to send you away. The news of being favored is announced to the world, so those who know the news must be among them."

Ling Feitong was also convinced, and then Mo Jiahua said: "The Lin family has annoyed you, and it has something to do with me. They will definitely report the matter to the head of the Lin family, and it didn't take long before I received a message similar to killing me. ——" "When?" Mo Jiahua's eyebrows darkened when he heard this sentence.

Ling Feitong thought for a while, and said: "It was that night, but I refused, it was sent by my nominal elder brother."

Mo Jiahua's face darkened, and he said, "You should have told me about this kind of thing earlier."

Ling Feitong was also helpless, and said: "I don't know what kind of attitude His Highness will treat me when he finds out, so naturally he dare not confess to His Highness."

After thinking for a moment, Ling Feitong blinked and asked, "However, His Highness shouldn't judge that the Lin family is controlling me through this incident, right? That would be too hasty."

That madam and young lady may speak out, and the people in Xiyue City may also speak out.

And Mo Jiahua just identified the Lin family...

Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong expressionlessly.

Ling Feitong had a bad feeling.

After staring at each other for nearly half a minute, Mo Jiahua sneered slightly, and said, "Just kidding, do you really regard this king as an all-knowing encyclopedia?"

What's the meaning?Ling Feitong was puzzled.

"You probably accidentally forgot that when you begged me to take you by my side, you already confessed your identity and betrayed your good father and big brother."

Mo Jiahua spoke calmly, but deliberately emphasized the three words "careless".

Ling Feitong: "!!!" Fuck me, this kind of operation is still possible?

Ling Feitong's expression couldn't hold back at all, his face was full of undisguised shock and capitalized bewilderment, he only had one thought now

——Damn it, if it’s all like this, Mo Jiahua still doesn’t doubt that Lin Feitong’s body has already changed, then Mo Jiahua’s food for so many years is really for nothing!

Ling Feitong didn't know if he should express his displeasure after being played like a monkey for so long and watched the movie for so long, or should he rack his brains to fabricate a reasonable identity, or... confess and be lenient?

"Your Highness, what did you guess?" Ling Feitong didn't dare to increase the decibel.

Looking at Ling Feitong's frightened snow-white face, Mo Jiahua couldn't help but feel a little proud of the prank he succeeded, and a little bit happy to finally reveal the mystery. Of course, there is no lack of a bit of guilt for being thrown in outer space .

"What did the king guess?" Mo Jiahua smiled, got up and rubbed Ling Feitong's head lightly, and said: "Guess?", Ling Feitong: "..."

Second Olympic!

Mo Jiahua's mood is visibly brightened, which can be seen from the charming smile on his face that is rarely seen in thousands of years.

However, when Mo Jiahua is in a good mood, he likes to tease people the most.

"It doesn't matter if you can't guess it, but I believe that sooner or later you will be willing to guess it." Mo Jiahua pressed Ling Feitong's shoulder with his hand, preventing him from standing up.

Mo Jiahua patted Ling Feitong's shoulder twice, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "Guess, will this king be unhappy?"

Ling Feitong's body stiffened.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I actually..."

"You are injured, rest here for a while, the king has to deal with those miscellaneous things." Mo Jiahua interrupted Ling Feitong, straightened up, and looked around the dark-colored bedroom, the only piece of green .

Afterwards, he said lightly: "Many times, this king wanted to tear down this piece of green plants, burn it, and smash it, but this king always thought that maybe their owners would be killed the next day." They will come back soon, and when they see their treasures are gone, they might be angry with me again. Their owner is a stingy person."

After a pause, Megahua said: "Later, this king thought again, the plants that were planted in the legend in life have aura, and it is very likely that after death, the soul will be reluctant to part with these things and will attach to them. It’s even more difficult to dispose of them.”

Ling Feitong's eyes blurred all of a sudden, and he stared blankly at Mo Jiahua's tall and straight back, feeling pain in his heart as if he was being pinched hard by a hand.

"Your Highness." Ling Feitong's voice changed choked with sobs.

Mo Jiahua didn't look back, he was afraid that if he turned around, he would not be able to help but soften his heart.

"But this is the last thing about him left by this king." Mo Jiahua took a step forward, walked towards the door, and said softly as he walked: "Because some people don't understand that seeing things and thinking about others is actually What a painful and hopeless thing—" After the soft "click", Megahua paused and asked, "Do you think this king will be angry?"

The door was closed, and there was silence in the house.

Ling Feitong sat in the same place with almost his whole body cold. He looked at the green plants that he personally selected, nurtured and designed with tears on his face, almost breathless with sadness.

He didn't dare to tell Mo Jiahua his identity at all. What he was afraid of was not only that Mo Jiahua would no longer love him, don't want him, and even hate him. In fact, deep down in his heart, Ling Feitong was even more afraid of seeing Mo Jiahua. Loving him deeply, questioning why he left him, betrayed him, and abandoned him so cruelly.

Compared to the pain and sorrow of seeing Mo Jiahua, Ling Feitong would rather that Mo Jiahua's feelings for him have faded a lot over the years, even if he has a few little lovers who really solve his worries, Ling Feitong can feel better in his heart.

However, Megahua is not like that.

Ling Feitong gave a wry smile, and wiped his face full of tears.

It turned out that Mo Jiahua had recognized him from the very beginning.

That's why he was given the secondary card of the black gold card, that's why he deliberately said things that misunderstood him, and that's why he pretended to be indifferent and didn't ask anything—he was using various methods to expect him to admit his identity, both openly and secretly.

Whether it's treating him inexplicably well, or using words to make him jealous of himself, Mo Jiahua's ultimate real purpose is only one, that is, Mo Jiahua has been waiting for him to admit it voluntarily.

One is active and the other is passive, the meanings of which can be described as completely different.

And now, although Mo Jiahua didn't say it clearly, there is no doubt that he has used an obscure method to point out Ling Feitong's identity.

In the end, all Ling Feitong's complicated emotions turned into a long sigh.

I'm afraid that even if I admit my identity now, I won't be able to make Mo Jiahua truly open up to him.

Mo Jiahua said he was stingy, but in fact, where could Mo Jiahua himself be generous?

If Mo Jiahua was really generous, to be honest, Ling Feitong would not have kept all his words in his stomach because he was worried about Mo Jiahua's various reactions that he would not see.

"Hey." Ling Feitong sighed heavily.

It's good now, the current Mo Jiahua, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to coax.

But fortunately, Mo Jiahua's feelings for him are still the same as his, as always.

Mo Jiahua came to the hall, and Gu Yuan, who was waiting here, immediately changed from sitting to standing, facing Mo Jiahua and said: "Your Highness, do you need to activate the youth team?"

Since Gu Yuan was brought back by Mo Jiahua, it has already been explained that Mo Jiahua allowed Gu Yuan to intervene in this matter, and he did not shy away from it.

Therefore, during the waiting time, the housekeeper Calvin had already revealed the situation to the almighty first secret.

Mo Jiahua calmed down so fast, he couldn't see what kind of ups and downs he had experienced before.

Mo Jiahua said: "The green team will not perform any other tasks until the first task is completed."

The first task of the youth team is to help Night Wolf find King Arthur and the two children.

Gu Yuan nodded and said, "Do you need the assistance of the film crew? Let them split up a few people to do it, the effect will be better."