Interstellar Peak Glory

When Simon Lita received Lin Feitong's photo, his first instinct was that Mo Jiahua found a substitute who was very similar to Ling Feitong in terms of appearance and personality.

However, during the brief contact with Lin Feitong, Simon Lita found that it was difficult for him to regard this generous, thoughtful, eloquent boy without stage fright as the former Ling Feitong.

Indeed, this change is too great, it can be called a world of difference.

But to be honest, Simon Lita prefers this kid now.

Simon Lita smiled playfully: "Your Royal Highness's training is really powerful. Your mouth will be wasted if you don't use public relations."

Ling Feitong smiled, blinked playfully, and said, "Didn't I just do public relations for His Highness?"

Simonita: "..." It's kind of interesting.

Simon Lita looked ahead and found that other people were also looking this way, so he smiled and said: "Your parents, mother, and your elder brother are already here, why don't you go say hello?"

Ling Feitong thought in his heart that this guy has a bad heart, but he said calmly: "The Witch King is joking, I am no longer from the Lin family, and there is no need to say hello to them."

"After all, there is the grace of nurturing." Simon Lita pointed, and said: "But it is also true, the grace of nurturing, no matter how you say it, is not as good as the grace of life. You are not born to Mrs. Lin. She treats you No, it's normal, not to mention that there are inherently deep-rooted class differences between half-bloods, slaves, and imperial citizens, and they are, to a certain extent, enemies."

Speaking of this, Simon Lita pretended to regret, slapped himself on the head, and said: "Look, I'm talking nonsense again, just pretend you didn't hear it."

did not hear?

Do you think I'm deaf?

Ling Feitong was ridiculed by Simon Lita for Ming Dynasty, but he didn't feel insulted and bullied. On the contrary, what Simon Lita said was indeed the truth.

As long as his biological mother had a higher status, the Lin family would not dare to have so many people who blatantly bullied him.

After all, slaves are not treated as human beings, and half-bloods born of slaves will be regarded as a shame to the family to a large extent, especially that family, which is still a famous big family.

Ling Feitong rolled his eyes in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said: "What you said is that even I don't like slaves. There is still a difference between us half-breeds and slaves."

Simonita: "..."

Is this intentional?

Simonita didn't make any detours anymore, and said: "You don't have to be unhappy, I just want to remind you that Megahua attaches great importance to the two children, and the child's biological mother is probably the person he once loved the most. It's all flesh and blood, just like him and His Majesty today, broken bones are still connected, even if they fall out sometimes, they will definitely reconcile in the future."

Speaking of this, Simon Lita glanced at Ling Feitong and said: "But the lover or the person next to the pillow is different. His Highness doesn't like to mess around. This is something everyone knows, but it doesn't mean that once he chooses You, I will always have to be you. So, if you are smart, treat those two children better, and avoid beatings, scolding and cold violence. It is much more important to please them than to please His Highness. "

Ling Feitong was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface he remained cautious and apprehensive, and said again and again: "Thank you King Wu for your reminder, I will definitely treat the two little highnesses well, and will never let them suffer the slightest grievance."

He thought, he beat those two brats a lot, and when he beat the brats, even His Highness didn't dare to stop him.

Simon Lita saw that he was so eloquent, and guessed in his heart that the words had already been brought, and Lin Feitong should have figured it out in his heart, so he stopped talking about the two children.

Simon Lita looked at the nobles seated opposite, and said: "One more thing, you must be clear. His Highness Megahua's current status is not stable enough, he needs the support and approval of Morans. If you want His Highness If you can return to the imperial capital in a short time, you can persuade him when you have time, and don't make things difficult for His Majesty."

Ling Feitong looked at Simon Lita and asked, "Does the Witch King know what happened between His Highness and His Majesty?"

Simonita looked sideways at him.

Ling Feitong specially added a sentence, saying: "I mean, what happened in His Highness's childhood."

Simon Lita froze on the spot, and after a few seconds, he said in great surprise, "Your Highness even told you this kind of thing?"

He finds it incredible!

For Mo Jiahua, the shadow of childhood is definitely an unspeakable secret, and even the witch king Simon Lita, who witnessed the same year of Mo Jiahua, dare not say that he knows what bad things happened to Mo Jiahua So much so that he and His Majesty are not like father and son.

However, between the lines of Ling Feitong's words, he completely understood.

Except for Mo Jiahua telling him, Simon Lita didn't think about him at all.

However, has Mo Jiahua's trust and dependence on Lin Feitong reached this point?

Simon Lita was full of speculation and doubt. He stared at Ling Feitong's beautiful face and thought: Maybe he said these words on purpose to confuse me. Whether it can be taken seriously is still open to question.

In stark contrast to Simon Lita's overthinking, Ling Feitong simply smiled and said: "There are not many secrets between me and Your Highness, even if there were, His Highness Mo Jiahua's concealment from me was far from Far less than what I did to him, and His Highness doesn't seem to care about my concealment."

Simon Lita was silent. It seemed that he should re-examine the position of this young master Lin in Megahua's mind. Not only him, but everyone may have underestimated the importance of Lin Feitong to Megahua.

Simon Lita considered for a moment, and said: "I understand something, although not completely, but the result is still the same—His Highness should not and cannot be separated from His Majesty's support, you have to remember this."

"You look at the pros and cons, but I only care about His Majesty's mood." Ling Feitong bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just his pillow, and it's more appropriate for you to say these things to persuade him to reconcile with His Majesty .”

Indeed, if Megahua could please His Majesty Melans, then he would definitely not be dispatched to the frontier now.

But to please Mo Lansi, for Mo Jiahua, I am afraid it is a very painful thing.

Ling Feitong only wants to make Mo Jiahua happy, other interests are not important to him.

Simonita looked at the calm boy with complicated eyes.

He can be sure that he will never be able to convince this boy.

Therefore, Simon Lita took the next best thing and said: "At least, you must promise me that you will not use your identity to sow discord." Ling Feitong said: "I'm not that boring yet."

Simon Lita said: "I shouldn't have said these words to you, but my Witch King Legion is supporting Prince Megahua on the bright side. For the glory of my family and my legion, I must Make sure that His Highness's position is correct, and you, as an existence that can influence His Highness's decision, I will always keep an eye on you."

"Understandable." Ling Feitong said lightly: "Since he is on His Highness's side, I hope that the Witch King can contain the Tang family and the ghost army in the days when His Highness is away."

Simon Lita was stunned again, he found that the surprises and surprises brought by Lin Feitong far exceeded his original imagination.

That's all for the Tang family. Tang Zhanhui's Destroyer King Legion has never been able to get along with Mo Jiahua, and the death of Tang Zhanhui's grandson this time makes it almost impossible to maintain the superficial peace between the two legions.

However, it's a little strange that Lin Feitong will focus on the ghost army.

Everyone knows that Prince Merkland, the commander of the Ghost Legion, has always cared for Megahua and helped him a lot. Simon Lita frowned and asked, "Why are you staring at the Ghost Legion?"

Ling Feitong looked ahead, looked at the representatives of the Sikong family who were dressed up and said in a low voice: "It's just a precautionary measure. Who can guarantee that the ghost will be willing to be a ghost that can only show its face in the dark for the rest of its life?"

Although there is nothing suspicious about Prince Merkland, Ling Feitong's special background makes him habitually treat everyone who may affect the future of Mo Jiahua first with a skeptical attitude.

Apart from Megahua, the second heir to the empire is Merklan.

Although Simon Lita thought that Lin Feitong's suspicion was too serious, it didn't matter if he paid attention, so he nodded and said: "Yes."

Opposite Simon Lita and Ling Feitong, separated by a wide aisle, the representative of the Sikong family sat next to the representative of the Lin family.

The current patriarch of the Sikong family, Sikong Changwu, was sitting side by side with Lin Zhengyun, the patriarch of the Lin family.

Lin Zhengyun said: "Mo Jiahua even has a son, and the face of your Sikong family has been lost this time."

Sikong Changwu sighed, shook his head and said: "Our family, Sikong Xiao, has not lived up to expectations. He has been with Prince Mo Jiahua for so many years, but he can't even grasp the prince's heart. It is indeed my education."

Sikong Xiao's father, Sikong Changwen, frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said in disapproval: "Our family Xiaoxiao has no personal relationship with His Highness, please don't continue to misunderstand."

Lin Zhengyun snorted coldly, and said: "If you don't have such a serious relationship with children, why should you follow Mo Jiahua's buttocks?"

"Speaker Lin, what you said is a bit too much." Sikong Changwen's face darkened, and said: "Sikong Xiao recognizes Prince Mo Jiahua's fighting style and is impressed by his charisma. They are like-minded, but this It doesn't mean that Xiaoxiao of our family will have a heart of love for Prince Mo Jiahua, it's better for Chairman Lin to be more cautious when speaking."

Mrs. Lin, Tang Ya, covered her lips and said with a gloating smile: "However, the chance of becoming a relative of the emperor has not been completely cut off. As long as your family Si Kongxiao is willing to be Prince Mo Jiahua's lover, please please him. The two children picked up halfway may become stepmothers one day."

"That's right." Si Kongxiao's mother, Imansha, said with a faint smile, "Mrs. Xiaoxiao needs Mrs. Lin's advice, and she hopes that Mrs. Lin can give her advice."

Madam Lin's complexion suddenly changed.

She glanced disgustedly at Lin Feitong, who was joking with Simon Lita, and said disdainfully, "What the hell is a stepmother, who hasn't raised a white-eyed wolf yet?"

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