Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

"You don't need to thank me." Feng Qiwu said: "It's not me who really wants to hurt him. It's just that even without me, the royal family and Mo Ruina have their own countermeasures, and the real thing to do is to take him out of here."

As if to confirm Feng Qiwu's warning, there was a sudden burst of terrified screams in the hall downstairs where the music was playing.

"Oh my god—!"

"what is that!"

"Ah—a strange beast!"

Feng Qiwu and Feng Qitong looked at each other, and at the same time swept down quickly.

Damn it, in this short period of time, something really happened!

Nan Jing half-opened his mouth stupidly, standing in the middle of the hall and staring blankly at the big screen, his dark eyes were completely at a loss.

What was played was the scene where he frantically slaughtered and tortured Morena after he was controlled by the alien beast gene in his body in the basement of the Alliance of Gods.

Deep purple eyes, sudden change in hair color, and blood-smeared lips made Nan Jing look like a monster.

His nails were like sharp short knives, growing five centimeters out of thin air, and inserted into Morena's fish tail like cutting meat, peeling off the fish scales one by one.

Complementing that was Murray's painful wailing, so shrill that it was creepy.

If Mo Ruina hadn't used his last bit of strength to throw himself into the water with the powerful force of the fish's tail, he would have been buried in Nan Jing's hands immediately.

All the eyes looking at Nan Jing changed, from the original envy, respect, and jealousy to disgust, fear, and contempt.

The world was spinning, Nan Jing's throat was burning like a flame, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't explain it.

This angle should have been recorded by Morena's terminal.

Is it that time?

It turned out that from beginning to end, he did not escape Morena's plan.

"Your Majesty, can you give us an explanation, will our future empress be a monster?" A middle-aged nobleman asked suddenly.

"I heard that there was some confusion in the cabinet and the military department a few days ago. I think we have the right to know the truth of the matter, including this prospective princess who fell from the sky!"

"Who the hell is he?"

Gu Chen's face was livid, obviously unprepared for this scene.

All the videos that can be played here have to go through the strict selection of the Royal Guard, which has been arranged long ago, but why did this kind of trouble happen halfway?

Sudden and vicious incidents, it is difficult to have a happy ending.

The wine glass in Landis' hands fell to the ground at some point, but he didn't feel it.

When he saw this scene, Landis suddenly wanted to laugh—he seemed to finally understand why Nan Jing said that if it wasn't Morena who died, then it would be him.

He wanted to hold Nan Jing in his arms and take him away from this terrifying place, but his hands were grabbed from behind.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty said that you only need to cooperate. As long as you cooperate, he can save Nanjing's life. Otherwise..."

It was Caesar's Knight of Light, Larry, who spoke.

All eyes fell on Nan Jing and Landis, they were all waiting, waiting for His Highness the Crown Prince to give an answer.

With a flick of his hand, Landis broke free from Larry's grasp, and walked slowly and firmly towards Nan Jing who was at a loss and looked very pitiful.

Nan Jing's lips were pale, and he looked a little weak due to excessive panic.

He looked at Landis so tightly, and saw him walking towards him, as if he saw the only ray of warm light in the darkness.

Even the eyes were stained with hope.

Landis's hand was about to be raised, and a voice full of majesty and undeniable resounded through the entire hall——

"Lantis' fiancée will be Morena Hemoco, and the wedding will be held on March [-]. As for him—"

Caesar pointed his finger at Nan Jing, "The murderer who murdered the young priest of the Hai Clan, today's dinner is just to invite you into the urn. It is a full set deliberately set up by the think tank to capture Nan Jing."

"what!"

"So it is!"

"I knew why His Highness would want such a person."

Nan Jing stared at Landis in disbelief. When thousands of people pointed at him and scolded him, he still couldn't believe that all of this was true.

He took a step closer to Landis and asked softly, "Tell me, is what he said true or false."

This is of course false!

Landis roared in his heart, roaring, and kept cursing his father.

However, once he said no, what was waiting for Nan Jing would be to be killed immediately—he had already fully understood at this time that all of this was a conspiracy, and in the present conspiracy, he and Nan Jing Same, the one who was calculated.

But why did Caesar do this?

For no reason, without warning!

Landis's attention swept around—Feng Changmo was not there, and he had probably been ordered by Caesar or Guchen to trip over the military headquarters on the grounds of work.

Feng Jianli and Xilin only had a face-to-face meeting at the beginning of the banquet, and then left here, not knowing what kind of task they were assigned.

The outside is guarded by the Praetorian Guards, and almost all of the inside are Caesar's people.

Only at this moment did Landis really feel what it means to be "weak".

"it is true."

These three words were the words that Landis tried his best to say from his mouth.

He couldn't bear it any longer.

Nan Jing was stunned, and walked towards Landis, but tripped over the hem of his clothes, and fell forward on Landis.

He grabbed Landis' arm, breathed weakly and looked at Landis' lowered eyes, and asked again: "It's false, what he said is false, you tell me!"

"Lantis."

Caesar came down from the high platform, holding the golden scepter that belonged exclusively to the emperor in his hand.

"I taught you a long time ago that you should not be too kind to your enemies. You have a generous heart, but you must also distinguish between priorities."

Landis' gums were bleeding from the bite, and his arm hurt from being scratched, but he couldn't resist the pain of being burned in his heart.

He didn't expect that the one who stabbed him in the back in the end would be his biological father—maybe he should be his mother.

"What he said is true."

Landis's icy eyes were like the cold wind, but they were not facing Nan Jing.

He is more desperate than Nan Jing, and has more suffering.

Landis looked back and looked at the noble Caesar at the end of the red carpet with a dark look, and said: "But I think my father made a mistake. From the beginning, I have no intention of marrying Morena, let alone marrying the Sea Clan. Anyone!"

This is a warning.

His bottom line has already been breached. If Caesar insists that he marry Morena, he doesn't mind fighting to the death - the reason why he didn't do that is because of Nan Jing's safety.

Landis was extremely calm at such a time.

The muzzles of several snipers had already aimed at Nan Jing's head, and it only needed an order from Caesar to turn Nan Jing into a corpse in an instant.

Caesar was confident, and he—terrified.

"What did you say?"

Caesar didn't expect that at this time, Landis actually dared to negotiate terms with him, so he wouldn't worry about angering him and causing Nan Jing to be killed on the spot?

Facts have proved that Caesar will not kill Nan Jing because Landis does not marry Morena.

A perfect body, after all, only being alive has the greatest value.

What Caesar wanted from the very beginning was a living perfect body, and he designed this scam just to find a convincing reason to capture Nanjing alive.

Guests have already seen the incompatibility and confrontation between the father and son.They were not fools, even if no one dared to say a word, they didn't know how many twists and turns they had made in their hearts.

After the initial shock, reason gradually gained the upper hand.

Is Landis's doting and caring for Nanjing really just a show?Many people have doubts.

If that's the case, the current prince would be too scary.

But obviously, even if these words are rotten in the stomach, they will not say them out. Who dares to admit that the prince was plotted by His Majesty?

nobody.

The guests even regretted coming here today.

The one who knows the least is always the safest. One is the current emperor, and the other is the future emperor. There is a teenager who might become the future empress sandwiched between heavy armor. Love and family affection are always interesting. Extremely.

Morun sat on a wide chair covered by the crowd, saw the distraught Nan Jing through the gap of the crowd, and felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

Many years ago, he was forced by Caesar in a similar way and gave up Feng Qiwu.

In order to save Feng Qiwu's life, he even sacrificed that child.

How sad and ridiculous!He told himself over and over again with a method similar to hypnosis - I don't love him, he is just a toy, just a plaything, I don't feel bad, and I won't regret it.

And it worked.

Under great pain, he successfully tricked himself into forgetting his feelings for Feng Qiwu, but his heart was always empty, feeling empty, as if a piece had been dug out.

It wasn't until he saw Feng Qiwu again a few days ago that his heart came alive again, and the hypnotized memory was like a bamboo shoot blooming in the spring rain, breaking free from the cage and filling his heart.