Interstellar Peak Glory

It can be said that Mo Jiahua knows the servants in the entire castle well. If he wants the two children to live in the ivory tower, he will be able to find suitable servants. But in fact, Ling Feitong discovered from the beginning that Mo Jiahua In addition to sending two servants who are stern-mouthed and able to take care of children to follow the two little buns, Hua also sent out two or three servants who like to talk about people behind their backs and dislike Ling Feitong, occasionally in front of the two little buns. Shake it around.

Its purpose is self-evident.

After Mo Jiahua was dismantled, he didn't feel embarrassed, instead he said calmly: "I did this to let them understand that there are countless people around them who are malicious to their mother and concubine, and I also want to see , What kind of method did they use to protect you?"

Ling Feitong shook his head and said: "I'm angry, and it's not just this. Your Highness, have you seen it? When they deliberately found you and came back, they pretended to be ignorant and complained. This is in the back house. Those who can't get on It's a framing method on the table."

"As long as it works, why can't it be used?" Mo Jiahua wrote lightly: "Learn to use your own advantages, and learn to observe the environment and use it for yourself. This king thinks that they have done a good job."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Beauty is in the eyes of beholders, and in Mo Jiahua's eyes, his son is always good and right!

Ling Feitong was also discouraged, stretched out his fingers and slapped Mo Jiahua's shoulder a few times, and said: "The method used is too bloody, nothing new, and petty."

Mo Jiahua said: "They are young, it is not easy for them to think of such a way to sue."

"Huh? Your Highness seems to agree?" Ling Feitong said anxiously: "They are only a little over six years old, and they are still so young. If they are playing tricks now, what should they do in the future? Did you hear that they actually I also know how to talk about Jing Chen - I absolutely don't believe that anyone will tell them that Jing Chen will be His Highness's future princess!"

"I think these two babies have the demeanor of my king." Mo Jiahua didn't think that the two little buns were so bad at all, but said proudly: "This shows that their IQ and EQ are both higher than that of my king." Children of the same age are tall, when you worry about them, you should think about whether your thoughts were deeper than theirs when you were their age. Besides, you should be happy that they put so much effort into protecting you. "

Ling Feitong has also calmed down, he sighed, and said: "Why don't I know this, it's just...Your Highness, I still hope that the two babies can have a normal childhood, you also understand that being forced to mature prematurely, That's the most painful."

Mo Jiahua stroked Ling Feitong's hair, and said: "My child, childhood must be happy and difficult. Didn't you already prepare for it a long time ago? Why can't you figure it out at this time?"

Ling Feitong thought for a long time, and wanted to say something to refute, but he finally found that he was speechless.

Yes, the origins of the two children and the identity of their father have already determined their future, which must be a different path.

Moreover, from a very young age, he taught the two children various methods of disguising themselves and taking advantage of them.

After all, he was the one who taught the children what they are now.

Ling Feitong also realized that he had overreacted. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Probably because I have lived too comfortably recently, I just want the children to be innocent and simple. However, Your Highness is right, they matured earlier Getting up is a good thing."

Mo Jiahua said: "It's good if you can figure it out."

After saying that, Mo Jiahua opened the bedroom door, walked behind the two little buns who were lying on the bed sobbing, and gently squeezed their little buttocks.

Dabao and Xiaobao immediately got up from the bed, and threw themselves into Mo Jiahua's arms, acting like a baby.

With tears in his eyes, Dabao said: "Father, Dad is so fierce, he hurts so much!"

Xiao Bao also nodded his head and said, "Xiao Bao didn't lie on purpose, but someone really said bad things about Dad!"

"Father knows." Mo Jiahua wiped tears on the faces of the two little buns, and said earnestly: "But it's wrong to lie, your father taught you right."

Dabao nodded with tears in his eyes.

Mo Jiahua continued: "Actually, it's not always wrong to lie to others. It's okay to lie to others, but it's absolutely not allowed to lie to your mother and concubine. It's okay to play tricks, but don't play tricks on your mother and concubine. mind."

Xiao Bao secretly took a look at Ling Feitong, and found that his face was no longer so scary, so he nodded hurriedly, and said, "Got it, I will never tell lies to Dad again."

Ling Feitong frowned and asked, "Where did you read these dirty and lowly words?"

No matter how nonsense Mo Jiahua's servant said, he would never have the courage to say such things to the two children.

Xiaobao stuck out his tongue, and said in a low voice embarrassedly: "I saw it from the optical brain."

Dabao raised his left hand, pointed at the terminal and said, "It's this "How to Satire Your Father's Little Lover in [-] Sentences". It said a lot of powerful trash talk!"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Megahua: "..."

The posture is raised, but there is still such an operation!

Ling Feitong couldn't help but slapped Dabao's little butt again, then rolled his sleeves and said, "Little brat, do you know that's trash talk?"

Dabao rolled his eyes, pouted and said, "I'm not stupid, how could I not be able to tell the difference."

Ling Feitong was dumbfounded by his natural appearance, he finally had to rub Dabao's head, and said: "Don't do that in the future, talk about those rubbish, wait until you grow up."

Dabao nodded, hugged Ling Feitong's waist, buried his little furry head in his waist, and suddenly said with tears in his eyes: "Dad, you won't want us?"

Ling Feitong was so soft-hearted that he couldn't do it all of a sudden. He looked down at Dabao, who usually didn't like to cry, and said distressedly: "If you don't want you, who else can Dad want?"

Dabao's mouth twitched, and he said in a sobbing voice, "Father, I will definitely not let anyone else take me and Xiaobao as concubines!"

"You don't need to worry about this." Mo Jiahua rubbed Dabao's head, and said, "Go wash your face and see how you cry."

Dabao immediately laughed through his tears, but after laughing a few times, he felt that his laugh was too silly and out of character, so he made a small face and dragged Xiaobao to the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Dabao twisted it on Xiaobao's leg, and said in a low voice, "Who told you to pinch me so hard just now!"

Little Treasure was pinched, tears came out all at once, he said not to be outdone, "I won't pinch you, can you cry? Dad said it before, and seeing you just howl and thunder but not rain , throw you out."

Dabao: "..."

He doesn't like to cry, is it his fault?

Dabao thought about it, and felt that he had suffered a disadvantage, so he stretched out his claws and pinched Xiaobao back and forth.

Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua, who were waiting outside for the two little buns to come out after washing their faces, heard crying and fighting sounds coming from the bathroom without paying attention.

Ling Feitong: "..."

Megahua: "..."

What an energetic young man!

The morning before the two little buns were about to be canonized, three fashion designers came from the palace. They took the measurements of the two children and left in a hurry.

It may not be an easy task to get out two dresses for the little prince in one day, but there is no way, whoever asks His Majesty to do things so swiftly and resolutely think of it as soon as he thinks it out!

Mo Jiahua has already started to work on the transfer of the Undead God King Legion. He spends every day in the army for meetings, and obviously less and less time to go home.

Although the official order has not been issued yet, the rumors have spread thoroughly, and many people are trying to obtain Mo Jiahua's news and trends through various acquisitions, hoping to grasp the information as soon as possible.

In the afternoon, Ling Feitong boarded the optical computer in Mo Jiahua's bedroom, entered the command to invade the empire's special personnel information database, and quickly found Tang Tian's contact information, then cleared his tail and logged out.

What Ling Feitong did was so silent that no one could notice it.

After receiving Tang Tian's terminal information, Ling Feitong called him.

Although he didn't know anything about Tang Tian, ​​he didn't know Tang Tian's personality, let alone whether he was really on Tang Shiyue's side, but based on his understanding of Tang Shiyue's luck against the sky, Ling Feitong felt that, Tang Shiyue probably believed in the wrong person.

The phone connection was very slow. It can be said that when Ling Feitong dialed the third time, the other party reluctantly connected.

There was a discordant voice in the communication.

Ling Feitong: "..." It seems that he made this phone call at an inappropriate time, and the other party might scold him, tsk tsk, I didn't expect Tang Tian, ​​who has a pretty good reputation to the outside world, to be a romantic.

Wait, it seems that it is precisely because of his flair that he has a good reputation. After all, the West Dawn Empire has always judged whether a person is powerful by the number of lovers.

"Fuck, damn it, do you have any sense of time? Isn't it sick to make sales calls at this time?" Tang Tian's nature was broken, and he was naturally furious.

Ling Feitong said in his heart: Look, he was scolded indeed.

However, Ling Feitong didn't mind at all, but said lightly: "Tang Tian?"

Hearing this strange voice, Tang Tian asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

He didn't believe that the other party was a salesman at all. You must know that his terminal number was kept very secret, even if the salesman hit by mistake, he wouldn't call out his name in the first sentence.

Ling Feitong said: "Is it suitable to talk next to you?"

Tang Tian frowned, and winked at the little lover who was not enjoying himself. The little lover pursed her lips and kissed him on the face, coquettishly clinging to his arms and not wanting to leave.

Tang Tian's face darkened slightly, and he said, "Get out, don't cause trouble."

The little lover left reluctantly.

Tang Tian lay on the bed and said lazily: "Who are you? What do you want to do when you find me? Let me remind you first, if you don't have anything important to do, just to tease me, be careful at your own risk, except for being good-looking."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Ling Feitong didn't talk nonsense with him, and said straight to the point: "I called you just to ask you a question, do you still remember Tang Shiyue? Author's gossip: Happy Qixi Festival, everyone~!