Interstellar Peak Glory

Mo Jiahua didn't give Ling Feitong any chance to ask questions, and directly brought the topic back.

"Madam Wan Li originally thought that Wan Li Fengqi lost to this king, and was forced by this king to say those words, so she asked the king for an explanation - after all, this king is a few years older than Wan Li Fengqi, You have to let him go."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Wanli was a vigorous and decisive person. Mo Jiahua was working at that time, but Mrs. Wanli didn't care what the person who bullied his son was doing.

The phone calls came one after another, Gu Yuan couldn't figure out what the other party had to say at this moment, so he knocked on Mo Jiahua's door.

When Mo Jiahua answered the phone, Madam Wanli said with a hidden knife in her smile: "Your Highness, although the child lacks discipline, he has always been sorry for you, and he is young and frivolous. I hope His Highness can give him a chance to reform himself, and we will discipline him more, so we don’t bother Your Highness to discipline him with methods that don’t suit you."

Mo Jiahua was confused and asked, "Madam Wanli, what does this mean? When did this king discipline your son for you?"

He has neither the right nor the obligation.

Madam Wanli paused for a moment, and said, "Half an hour ago, you played a match with Fengqi in the Holographic Realm, right?"

Mo Jiahua understood as soon as he heard it, and said calmly: "I'm afraid Madam made a mistake. This king has been in the army this afternoon and has no time to go to the Holographic Realm."

Mrs. Wan Li said: "Then what does Your Highness mean, someone else stole your number?"

"It's not enough to embezzle, this king has granted Tongtong permission." Mo Jiahua kindly explained: "Oh, Tongtong is the person next to this king now."

Madam Wanli: "..."

The other party did not speak for a long time, and quickly hung up the terminal.

Mo Jiahua continued to work at his desk, and after he finished writing a plan, he called Gu Yuan and said, "Go and find out what Tongtong did today."

Gu Yuan had already checked in advance, and he said with a smile: "It is said that Concubine Tong used your triple cannon to kill Wanli Fengqi with one blow."

Mo Jiahua raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not that simple, is it?"

If that was the case, Mrs. Wan Li would not come to him so angrily to ask for an explanation.

Gu Yuan's smile grew wider, and he was even a little hungry, and said: "I have to say, the princess's protection of His Highness is really enviable."

The corners of Mo Jiahua's lips curled up, he twirled the pen with his fingers, and said, "Let's listen."

"Wangfei asked Wanli Fengqi to post three consecutive messages of 'I won't do it' on the world interface. This matter has probably spread in the entire circle."

Mo Jiahua: "...this king said that Mrs. Wanli is usually kind to this king, why is she hiding a knife in her words today.

At this moment, Mrs. Wanli's message came again.

This time, Mo Jiahua readily connected.

"Auntie, good afternoon."

other side:"……"

Why did he hear Mo Jiahua's strong desire to show off from this greeting?

Mrs. Wanli smiled and said: "The pleasantries are forgot. I was wrong just now. As for the boy who lied to me, he has already been taught a lesson. I just want to ask, the person next to the pillow you mentioned is the one who made a fuss during this period of time." Is it very big Lin Feitong?"

Mo Jiahua said: "It's a lot of trouble? Tongtong is quite low-key."

Mrs. Wan Li laughed and said: "If he is still low-key, then there will be no high-profile people in the world. I heard that he got sick from his mother's anger and insulted the eldest lady of Sikong's family in the shopping mall. Not only did His Highness protect him in many ways, he did not let anyone disturb his peace, but he also handed over the financial power of the family to him, and even took him to the front line, is this news reliable?"

"Auntie's news is always reliable." Mo Jiahua said lightly, "But you only know one thing, not the other. There are deep reasons behind these things."

As for the underlying reason, even if he didn't say anything, a shrewd person like Mrs. Wanli could guess [-]% or [-]% of it.

Mrs. Wan Li is also very particular, she doesn't deliberately pry into other people's private affairs, she just mentions it.

"Speaking of which, since this is a matter between him and Feng Qi, as a father, I don't care too much." Mrs. Wan Li said with a smile: "However, His Highness has a powerful pillow person, I am watching When he attacked the video, he discovered that his operations were exactly the same as His Highness's."

If not, Mrs. Wan Li would not have misunderstood someone.

Mrs. Wan Li is also a mecha master, and she was Wan Liliang's adjutant back then. Of course, her mecha skills are not that weak.

Mo Jiahua said lightly: "The students taught by this king, of course, look like this king."

Mrs. Wan Li said meaningfully: "It is said that His Highness is very good at training people. Now it seems that the rumors from the outside world have even lowered His Highness a lot."

Mo Jiahua said modestly: "It's absurd, but Tongtong is very talented and easy to train."

Madam Wanli smiled and said, "It looks like your good news is coming soon."

Mo Jiahua smiled slightly, and said: "Indeed, I will have to ask my aunt for a red envelope then."

"Naturally, you are indispensable for this." Mrs. Wan Li laughed heartily, and said, "It's been so many years in a blink of an eye, and it's the best thing that you can let go of the past."

Because of the relationship between Mo Jiahua and Wanli Yunqi, Madam Wanli even got closer to Mo Jiahua, but due to Mo Jiahua's special status, Madam Wanli's closeness was also limited.

After Mo Jiahua thanked him, he said: "How is Yun Qi's condition recently? In a few days, this king plans to visit him."

When Wanli Yunqi was mentioned, Mrs. Wanli's smile faded a bit, but he still said with a smile in his voice: "Yunqi has been obsessed with the research of the new mech fighting style recently, and he forgot to sleep and eat, but his spirit is much better than before. He naturally welcomes whatever you want to come."

Mo Jiahua nodded and said, "I'm also relieved."

"The next time you come, bring your little one with you, he will be happy to meet your partner," said Mrs. Wanli.

"Don't worry, Auntie, this is natural."

Mo Jiahua briefly told Ling Feitong the conversation he had with Mrs. Wanli today.

After that, Ling Feitong rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that Mrs. Wanli is a person who doesn't have much prejudice against slaves." Mo Jiahua said lightly: "That's not necessarily true. Their self-cultivation is also very good, although they are supporters of slavery, they will not treat slaves as human beings, let alone show dissatisfaction with this king's choice."

Ling Feitong nodded and said: "Actually, this is enough. It can maintain the superficial respect. To be honest, most nobles don't even have this bit of self-cultivation."

Mo Jiahua pulled Ling Feitong up, walked towards the bathroom, and said, "However, Yun Qi and this king have the same attitude and views. We both believe that the existence of slavery is the root cause of the instability of the empire. It's time to change it." gone."

Ling Feitong was stunned for a moment, and said: "I finally understand why His Highness can be friends with Wanli Yunqi."

Mo Jiahua looked at him, and said: "Not only Yun Qi, but also my entire army of undead gods, as long as there is a half-time official, they are not supporters of slavery. This king has thought about it. It doesn't matter if you go to the southeast region, there will never be too many eyes staring at you, and no one will bully you because of your origin."

Ling Feitong smiled knowingly, leaned in front of Mo Jiahua, kissed him on the red lips, and sighed: "Why don't I go visit Wanli Yunqi with His Highness when you are free."

"Okay." Mo Jiahua nodded, and said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, why not go tomorrow."

Ling Feitong hooked Mo Jiahua's neck, and said with an ambiguous smile: "We will talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow, but now, His Highness abducted me to the bathroom, what are you trying to do wrong?"

Mo Jiahua put his arms around Ling Feitong's waist, hugged him forcefully, and slightly curled his lips and said: "Bad thing? In my opinion, this is a great thing."

After doing good things, washing his body and sleeping comfortably for the night, after breakfast the next morning, Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua went out together to visit Wanli Yunqi as planned.

Ever since Wan Li Yunqi was declared dead, he has been living in a private nursing home, and he doesn't go back to Wan Li's house on weekdays.

It is said to be a nursing home, but it is actually a single-family villa area, but the servants are all nurses and doctors from the nursing home. The air here is excellent, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the vision is wide. Living here makes people feel relaxed and happy .

Cars are not allowed to enter at the entrance of the nursing home. The security measures here are very strict. Even if Mo Jiahua arrives, he still needs to turn in his firearms and equipment for entry registration.

After finishing the gate inspection, Ling Feitong rejected the staff's plan to drive them off, and walked with Mo Jiahua on the small road full of fragrant flowers and singing birds.

Ling Feitong looked around at the towering trees and the rolling mountains in the distance, and said, "This place is really nice. I didn't know there was such an environment in the imperial capital before."

"This used to be the old house of a prince. Later, the prince passed away and had no heir, so it was photographed at a high price and turned into a nursing home." Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong who was attracted by the scenery here, and said : "This is the most private sanatorium in the imperial capital. There is a huge distance between the two villas. The people who live in it all have their own range of activities. Even if they have been neighbors for several years, they often don't know who the neighbors are. .”

Ling Feitong liked this place very much. He picked a wild flower, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said, "It will be nice to live here when I get old."

Mo Jiahua raised his eyebrows, but hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Ling Feitong asked, "Is there any secret here?"

"Do you know who lives here?"

Ling Feitong shook his head and said, "How would I know."

Mo Jiahua said: "Half of them are lunatics, [-]% are aristocratic death row prisoners, and [-]% are people like Yunqi."

Ling Feitong was stunned, he took a breath and said, "Who is the major shareholder here?"

Mo Jiahua said: "It's Your Majesty."

Ling Feitong was speechless for a moment.

Mo Jiahua then walked and said: "On the surface, it is free, and the funds come from the imperial treasury, but if the condemned prisoners and lunatics want to live in, the family members must donate a huge sum of money to the empire in the name of the family. , at least it can guarantee that those people can live and live well. As for the minister who has contributed to the empire like Yun Qi, he can get the best protection and treatment without paying any fees. But again, this It is also a means of monitoring His Majesty's various families."

Just like Wanli Yunqi lived here, the Wanli family would never dare to have any thoughts or actions that would be detrimental to His Majesty or the empire.

When Ling Feitong passed the iron fence gate of a villa halfway up the mountain, he saw a man with disheveled hair, his hands on the door, his face squeezed between the two fences, and he showed a deformed and weird smile at Ling Feitong.

Ling Feitong: "..."

He touched his two arms, clicked his tongue and said, "I feel a little cold behind my back."

Mo Jiahua also saw the young man, and said calmly: "He is from the Tang family, and he has been sent here for many years."

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