Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

"I will avoid this from happening, and I will not let go of Mirror's hand either."

Holding hands tightly, Landis said slowly but firmly: "Give me a little time, I will make myself stronger, and I will protect him."

protect him?

Feng Qitong was just about to laugh at the kid for being too overconfident, when suddenly a question that he had ignored popped up, making him shudder.

"Mirror is a complete matter, who else knows besides you?"

Feng Qitong's expression was quite serious, even that delicate face looked distorted and frightening.

Landis said: "Han Yue and I only found out recently, but I think we are not the only two in this world who know."

Nan Jing said: "Father, I heard Landis said that I fully understand that I will slowly lose my mind and become a monster. Will I become like that?"

"will not."

Feng Qitong waved his hand, and said decisively: "As long as you and I know our plane, you will never be affected by the alien beast gene."

Landis' face darkened completely.

After making trouble for a long time, this father-in-law still wants to abduct his wife!

"Okay, okay, I know you don't want to go."

Boss Feng picked up the crutch again, pounded it on the ground, looked at Nan Jing worriedly, and said, "Have you felt any discomfort recently?"

"Full of energy, with a majestic source of consciousness, like a river that stretches endlessly, can eat, dance, sleep, and is full of energy..."

The more Nan Jing said, the more the veins on Feng Qitong's forehead twitched.

"Oh, by the way, I also discovered a new skill."

As he said that, Nan Jing pulled out the pocket knife he had exploited from Auror, and cut his wrist sharply with sharp eyes and hands, causing blood to flow.

Landis:! ! !

Although I already know that Nan Jing can grow back even if he cuts off the whole hand, but every time Nima sees him hurting herself in front of her face, she will feel terrified, which is not uncommon!

Concern is chaotic, but the boss calmed down after the initial shock and anger, watching the wound that was about to cut off the blood vessel, slowly closing, flattening, and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process takes only a few minutes.

Nan Jing withdrew the knife, looked anxiously at Feng Qitong, who had a deep but calm face and knew something, and asked, "Auruo said that I am a perfect body, what is Dad's perfect body? Did you already know?" Am I out of shape?"

Gently touching Nan Jing's head, Boss Feng's thoughts were pulled far away.

"Your father, the current commander-in-chief of the empire, wanted to kill you when I gave birth to you."

what?

Ignoring Nan Jing's surprise, Boss Feng's bottomless eyes showed emotional fluctuations, as if he was holding back something.

"I originally planned to take you away, but he locked you up, leaving the little you under his care..."

It was a dark day.

Feng Qitong never thought that his life would have such a terrible experience.

It's dark.

"I escaped, weak and helpless, and I didn't know who else around me I could trust."

A cold voice, cold words, a cold heart.

"I planned to recover for a few days before going to Feng's house to rescue you, but when I sneaked back, I found that my little child was gone, and he didn't even know where he put the ashes."

Recalling the past, Feng Qitong inevitably thought of the face he loved so much.

Nam Kyung looks so much like him.

So at the first sight, Feng Qitong dared to conclude that this person was his youngest son.

Children of the younger generation don't know about these intimate past events.

Nan Jing felt a wave of horror crawling out of his heart.

According to Feng Qitong, could it be that the murderer who killed him as a baby was actually his other biological father?

Nan Jing couldn't speak smoothly, and stammered: "Then, does he want me to die?"

Landis has already seen the answer from Feng Qitong's bitter expression.

why?

In his memory, although Marshal Feng Changmo was a cold and aloof man, he loved Feng Jianli deeply. As long as it was what Feng Jianli wanted, he was willing to give him even the stars.

But for the other child, why did he want to kill him again, even his own wife? Although Feng Qitong didn't say it clearly, it is easy to guess that the conflict between the two is probably because of Nan Jing erupted from the body.

Forget the past.

"I said this just to remind you, don't appear in front of your father easily, and don't believe too much in what he says."

Feng Qitong didn't want to continue talking.

No matter how long it took, he couldn't calmly face the helpless despair of the year, as well as his deep self-loathing and self-blame.

For so many years, he suffered a lot.

Feng Qitong looked at the starry sky outside the window, and said slowly: "As he said, your existence itself is not allowed by the Galactic Empire, but your father loves you very much, he just found out about your existence When he was young, he put aside all his work and stayed by my side every day, telling me that he hoped this child would be healthy, lively, and cheerful..."

like you.

"I hope this child is as beautiful as you."

If it weren't for Feng Changmo's words, this child would never have been born.

Feng Qitong thought that he himself was also an executioner, but he acted too innocent and hid it too deeply.

In fact, the root cause of Nanjing's tragedy lies with him.

However, when he looked at the little doll who was licking his fingers and making no fuss, he realized that he couldn't let go of this big child who was connected by flesh and blood.

"I don't know the general situation of your current physical condition, and I don't know how the so-called perfect experience will manifest."

Feng Qitong leaned against the window, looked at the dumbfounded Nan Jing, shook her head and gave up entrusting him, and turned to the young man beside him.

"Lantis, the question I asked you just now is not impossible because of the existence of the mirror. I also asked my husband back then, who would he choose between his monarch, this empire, and me. "

Landis was slightly taken aback. When faced with this question, he was a little damn nervous.

Obviously, Feng Changmo's choice was not the one Feng Qitong had hoped for.

But after almost 20 years, Landis has never seen Feng Changmo's smile.

Only in front of Feng Jianli, the cold and ruthless marshal would show a soft expression, as well as some nostalgia and melancholy.

Other than that, there was nothing else that could tug at his heartstrings.

Who will I choose?

All that echoed in Landis's mind was Feng Qitong's question.

He will not give up Nanjing, but he also cannot give up this empire.

He is the prince, he is the crown prince, and he is also a prisoner in shackles, a slave in shackles.

In this life, he was already destined to dedicate himself to the supreme throne piled up by his ancestors with blood and bones, and there was nothing else besides that.

And his wife, even if she is not a cruel person who can rule the empire with him, at least she will not be an obstacle to his royal power.

Nam Kyung... very inappropriate.

A boy who exhibits the genes of a different beast will be opposed by everyone, and even if it spreads out, it will give Landis a very bad evaluation.

"Look, our future emperor fell in love with a brutal beast, fell in love with a monster."

"We firmly oppose the alien beast becoming our princess."

The same thing didn't happen before.

"We oppose lowly slaves becoming our queens!"

"Mermaids are born lowly. They are not human. We ask the noble Keldenton family to keep their bloodline pure and holy."

The turbulent waves in my mind gradually subsided.

Landis let out a mouthful of foul air, and his mood seemed to break free from the depression.

Nan Jing was still looking down at his own fingers, his left hand was picking at his right hand, and his right hand was picking at his left hand, before he was gently held by Landis.

He hugged the young man who was still sad beside him, and kissed him deeply on the forehead in front of Feng Qitong.

"I don't know how to choose between the empire and the mirror. But I will not give up the mirror, never."

The Keldenton family, which is half Qilin and half Sea Clan blood, is time to change the lineage.

Seeing the unquestionable firmness in Landis' eyes, Feng Qitong swallowed the words.

Well, since you are so confident, I might as well give you a chance.

It's just... If you don't do it, I can leave with the mirror at any time.

Through the gap in the window, Feng Qitong watched as the two figures disappeared into the noisy crowd and disappeared at the end of the street.

He sighed in dismay, with a look of desolation and desolation in his elegant brows.

The teacup rang softly, magnified beyond description in the silent room.

The familiar Leng Xiang came from behind, Feng Qitong's body seemed to be nailed in place by something, even his back was so stiff that he couldn't control his movements.

With a crisp "click", the teacup was placed on the wooden table, more like hitting someone's heart.