Interstellar Peak Glory

When he reached the door, a man came out and gave Arthur a bag of coins, which contained twenty gold coins.

A gold quark coin is only the size of an adult fingernail and two millimeters thick, but it is not light.

The gold quark coin is the common currency of the entire Red River galaxy. Now that all transactions can be done through the electronic terminal, only those who engage in shady business will use offline transactions in order to avoid monitoring.

The man conveyed Brother Qiang's meaning: "This is your money today, work hard in the future, Brother Qiang will never treat you badly."

"Yes, yes, definitely!" Arthur smiled, showing two rows of white teeth.

When Arthur walked out of this area where the lights were not suitable for children, the cowardly and flattering expression on his face disappeared.

"Bad boy, one aphrodisiac drug will give me two gold, why don't you snatch the money? Damn, you deserve impotence!"

You know, this kind of aphrodisiac medicine sells very well in the market, and he is absolutely not exaggerating the efficacy of the medicine. If it is sold online, it will cost at least a hundred gold!

Even if he wandered around the market a few days ago and secretly sold medicines, one medicine could be sold for ten gold.

One can imagine how stingy that strong brother is.

Thanks to the black market business here, the background is more important than the business experience, otherwise, Arthur can conclude that this strong brother will have to close down in a few days.

Arthur sighed, forget it, who made him dare not connect to the Internet at all, and dare not cause trouble, so he can only be a primitive person.

However, if his teacher knew that he used what he had learned all his life to study aphrodisiac medicine, he would probably use a poisonous tongue and scold him so much that he wanted to die.

Arthur took the money bag and walked towards the hotel sadly and sweetly. Fortunately, he also had two cute live treasures to soothe his wounded heart.

Planet Sands, a garrison base.

Ling Feitong grabbed Mo Jiahua's clothes, looked at him in panic, his lips were white and trembling.

He was not because he was afraid that Mo Jiahua knew that he had secretly given birth to two children, nor was he worried that the two children were in a bad situation, but because of what Mo Jiahua said before, the merman twins would live and die!

Ling Feitong's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he shook his lips, and said: "Your Highness, what if two children are born at the same time with a quarter of mermaid blood? What will happen to them? Will one die?"

Mo Jiahua looked down at those panicked eyes, and said: "The children will know whether they live and support each other, or whether they live and die together."

Ling Feitong stared at him blankly, and after a full 3 minutes, he slowly let go of his hand, heaved a sigh of relief, and almost collapsed on Mo Jiahua's body.

"Your Highness." Ling Feitong stood up, looked at Mo Jiahua's perfect face half blurred by the cold light in the moonlight, and said, "When did you know that we have two children?"

Megahua said: "Our child?"

Ling Feitong nodded and said, "Of course it's mine and yours."

Mo Jiahua chuckled lightly, and said: "It's only been three months since you came to my side. This king has never asked you to sleep with me. Where did you get this king's child?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Sure enough, he won't let him pass this level easily, and Mo Jiahua has endured until now, after all, he has begun to settle accounts with him.

Ling Feitong said with a wry smile, "Your Highness, you know who I am."

"Who are you?" Mo Jiahua asked.

Ling Feitong looked at his black eyes that seemed to contain everything, sucked his sore nose, and said, "I am Ling Feitong."

"Ling Feitong?" Mo Jiahua clenched his fists, as if holding back something, and said, "Aren't you dead?"

"It's dead, but even if I die, I will try my best to get back to you."

"why?"

"Because he loves you."

"Amour?" Mo Jiahua's red lips trembled slightly, and he said, "Then why did you leave?"

Ling Feitong opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Mo Jiahua asked again: "Why haven't you come back for so many years?"

Ling Feitong bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were already blurred.

"You came back, why didn't you tell me?" Mo Jiahua asked word by word, "Why didn't you tell me about the existence of the child?"

Ling Feitong lowered his head, not daring to look into Mo Jiahua's eyes.

"Your Highness, I was wrong."

Mo Jiahua raised his hand and touched Ling Feitong's cheek.

He touched the wet liquid, and said slowly: "After you left, until now, I have been thinking about how bad I am in your heart, which makes you so distrustful and makes you prefer to drift away. And I don’t want to stay by my side for one more minute to make you think that I don’t even have the qualifications to be the father of your child—if this king didn’t let you know that you have been exposed, would you never plan to admit that you are Ling Feitong? "

"No." Ling Feitong shook his head and said, "I'm just not ready yet, and I won't hide it from His Highness for too long."

Mo Jiahua broke it down and said: "You have countless opportunities to tell me about the child, you have countless opportunities to come back to me, but you don't, you don't trust me from the bottom of your heart, you think I can't give you everything you want, you……"

"Your Highness, please stop talking." Ling Feitong covered Mo Jiahua's mouth, smiled ugly tears, and said: "You are still the same as before, you know how to speak, and every word will make me feel guilty .”

He would rather Mo Jiahua hate him for blaming him for scolding him, and blame him for blaming him, than to hear Mo Jiahua say such words. Then Mo Jiahua pulled Ling Feitong's hand and asked, "No ?"

Ling Feitong suppressed tears, shook his head, and said, "It's not your fault, it's mine."

As soon as Mo Jiahua's lips parted slightly, Ling Feitong quickly covered them with his eyes.

"Your Highness, it's my fault." Ling Feitong said: "It's all my fault. My mistake is that I think His Highness doesn't love me. I think that in His Highness's heart, I am just a plaything."

"A plaything, a plaything that allows me to give him the status of princess." Mo Jiahua laughed, not sure if it was disappointment, or it was really ridiculous.

He wholeheartedly treats one person well, and even fights against the entire aristocratic law for him, but in the end, that person never even trusts his feelings.

"It seems that this king is really a failure." Mo Jiahua's face was full of frustration, he closed his eyes tiredly, and said with a smile: "I am really a failure."

Ling Feitong has never seen Mo Jiahua like this. In his memory, Mo Jiahua always has a calm face, as if nothing can make him so sad.

Yes, it is sad.

Ling Feitong was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Your Highness, I am ignorant, and I do not understand your thoughts. At that time, I did not understand that you had so many lovers to protect me, and I did not understand that you gave me the status of princess. What, I just thought... just thought you treated me as an interesting toy..."

Ling Feitong wanted to grab Mo Jiahua's hand, but was gently pushed away by the other party.

Mo Jiahua stood up, adjusted his nightgown with his back to Ling Feitong, and said in a hoarse voice: "The army will stay here for a few more days, and tell this king all the information you can tell, your friend King Arthur, before He was robbed on planet Sharman, and he should be penniless now. They should still be in Sharman at this time, anyway, it’s important to find the child first, and worry about other things later.”

After speaking, Mo Jiahua took a step to leave.

Ling Feitong rushed to the side of the bed and hugged Mo Jiahua's waist tightly from behind.

"Your Highness, listen to me. I had no choice but to leave you. I am an agent of the Bana Flower Realm. The last task I received was to assassinate you, but it was difficult for me to get rid of the organization's control if I couldn't do it. Under the circumstances, I chose to leave the empire, Shiver is their weakest point, I—" Ling Feitong took a deep breath, his whole body trembling slightly due to unknown fear.

This is one of his unknown secrets. His identity is not pure enough, and his arrival is also full of calculations.

"You know that you are here with this king, and you may have been exposed." Mo Jiahua pressed Ling Feitong's hand, and after a little force, he pulled it away.

He didn't look back, and said in a calm voice, "This king will complete it for you. You are afraid that this king will hurt you, and even kill you, so you ran away, and after so many years, you dare not come back, and you dare not let this king The king knows that you have a child, and what you are afraid of in your heart is always the king."

"Yes, I'm afraid of Your Highness." Ling Feitong grabbed the corner of Mo Jiahua's clothes and said, "But what I'm afraid of isn't that His Highness will beat and kill me, I'm afraid of losing your trust, I'm afraid of seeing your disappointed eyes."

Megahua is kind to him.

The grace of saving lives, the grace of knowledge, the grace of passing on karma, and... the grace of trust.

However, from the very beginning, he approached Mo Jiahua deliberately, but he enjoyed Mo Jiahua's protection and favor with peace of mind.

How dare he tell Mo Jiahua his identity, how can he be willing to lose Mo Jiahua's trust?

That was a more unacceptable result than killing him.

Mo Jiahua sighed, closed his eyes, a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and said: "So that's the case, but I have been guessing for so many years, and I have been very picky. I didn't expect that the truth turned out to be so."

Ling Feitong's hands were so hard that his knuckles turned white, and he was overwhelmed by the sudden silence.

Ling Feitong gritted his teeth and asked with difficulty, "When did you...know my identity?"

Mo Jiahua said: "Just now."

"Just, just now?" Ling Feitong stared blankly at Mo Jiahua's broad and straight back.

How can this be?

"Then when did you start to doubt my identity?"

Mo Jiahua held his hand, then shook it away vigorously, and he left decisively and without delay.

"Never."

Ling Feitong was completely petrified.

I am a thief, so I think the way others look at me is like looking at a thief.

In Ling Feitong's heart, it was as if a boulder weighing more than a thousand catties had sunk, making him unable to breathe.

How much Mo Jiahua loves him, probably how disappointed he is now.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, Ling Feitong came back to his senses from his fugue. He looked out of the window, where the morning glow could already be faintly seen.

Ling Feitong thought bitterly: Mo Jiahua is really a person who walks the talk.

He really couldn't sleep all night.

It was six o'clock in the morning, and Ling Feitong couldn't sit still for a long time. He washed his face to make himself look more energetic, then changed his clothes and waited for a while at Mo Jiahua's door.

He hesitated and hesitated to knock on Megahua's door.

While struggling, Gu Yuan appeared.

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