Chapter 31:

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This is not Lu Li bragging.
The name of the court is indeed a symbol of terror among the seven main stars of the universe.
Because this majesty likes to fight in the south and expand the territory, he is well known to the world.
Apart from the brutal impression, other news about the court was rarely reported.
There are two reasons for this situation. First, the empire deliberately did it. Second, the life of His Majesty the King is boring, except for grabbing the territory is a big headache.
Ah no, your majesty also hurts when his majesty grabs the site.
So don’t look at some people who seem to be an emperor on the surface. In fact, food is tasteless in private, and you can’t sleep at night and have a miserable life.
Speaking of that, when the emperor was king or king, he was not a brutal man.
The royal court more than 20 years ago, as the only son of the former king, was given the title of prince of the empire when he was born. The only regret is that the birth mother died prematurely.
In order to compensate him, the former monarch has always been loyal to him.
Therefore, there was nothing wrong with the young court when he was a little cold and arrogant.
Later, the former king made a mistake that all men in the universe would make, found a stepmother for the child, and then became a stepfather.
This was nothing, because the crown prince was also an adult, and the status of the crown prince was unshakable.
Until then something happened.
The lover of the former king said that he had a strange disease, and even the current super-high medical technology could not be cured, and it would take the strong man's mental strength to save his life.
The strong man with special spiritual power is already a transcendental existence, not driven by the king at all.
They can come and go freely among the seven main stars of the universe.
The crown prince in his early twenties is undoubtedly a spiritual person, but he is still young and cannot be called powerful.
As a rare spiritual person, the crown prince has exquisite emotions and has a strong sense of everything around him. He knows more about the fact that his father no longer puts him first.
The high cold arrogant Crown Prince, under his father's hysterics, promised a ridiculous experiment.
Just give back to the other party and give him life.
His headache is a sequelae of the experiment.
The encounters in the experiment are hard to remember. In short, it must have brought the father-son relationship between the king and the king to an end.
In the end, the ruthless queen could not be saved.
It may be that the Feng's genes carry the madman's genes themselves. After the former king lost his love, he became addicted to alcohol and drugs. He has changed from a respected monarch to a delirious madman.
He even kneels in front of his son occasionally for forgiveness.
The result is of course impossible.
There is no forgiveness in the personality of the crown prince. What he needs is Bai Yu's flawless feelings.
But it turned out that his father was crazy.
Speaking carefully, it was a stormy night. The former king came to the prince's dormitory with a gun...
Anyway, the next day the previous king was declared burp.
The young Crown Prince soon reigned as king.
Only what was going on in the Prince's bedroom that night was known to the court himself.
The fact is that he is also very dumb.
As mentioned before, the crown prince had nothing more than high cold and arrogance, and he was even very sensitive and kind. Even if a bird was injured, he would rescue him, but everyone vaguely accused him of the crime.
The lack of energy of the second and middle-aged youths came from this.
That's the kind, since you all think I am cruel, then okay, then I will show you cruelty.
Or maybe, since this universe does not love me, then I do not love this universe either.
This mentality was maintained until His Majesty King S.2 graduated and finally wanted to look back.
The aging king His Majesty wanted to return to his true self, but found that behind him was a sea of ​​corpses and he had no turning back.
Splitting out the remaining goodness and innocence is the last favorite of His Majesty the King.
In other words, the real royal court is actually the royal court that goes out to explore the world freely every autumn, and His Majesty the King who is waiting for time to judge in the royal palace is part of the abandonment.
All the bad and negative things, including the memories of my childhood and my father, and the memories of the wars of the South and the North during these years, are left in this beautiful body in the palace.
More than ten years ago, when the emperor's court divided himself into two halves, it became very clear that one of them would live more like a walking dead than before.
And he who doesn't know anything, may lead an ideal life.
That's not bad.
Huh, after all, no one hurts him, he can only hurt himself.
But then again, it seems that the whole world has become better after the brain is painless...
In the morning, His Majesty the King, who had just been slapped, glanced coldly at the young man sitting next to him. The other party was eating a piece of smoked meat, which looked delicious.
His Majesty the King accurately sandwiched a piece of smoked meat and tasted it slowly and chewed it for the first time. The food was so delicious for the first time.
After all, the memories of his childhood were too long, so long ago he forgot what it was like to enjoy food comfortably.
To be honest, even though he didn't hurt himself, His Majesty occasionally jealous of the guy who woke up in autumn.
For example, this autumn, the other side's mottled trace...I enjoyed it at a glance.
His Majesty the King thought, eating another piece of smoked meat.
Of course, now he also has a happy life.
No need to be jealous of the guy who woke up in the fall.
Even His Majesty is already thinking about where to hide his sweetheart when autumn arrives next year.
I don’t know that I have become a sweethearted Inner Mongolian brother, hiding the light screen, and reading the news about His Majesty the First Protagonist while eating breakfast.
Search results: No relevant information.
But it doesn't matter, there is no relevant news on this empire's network, you can climb the wall to view on the network of other main stars.
According to the method provided by netizens, Wen Qiuxing quickly overturned the wall.
Enter keywords: the first protagonist, the emperor's court.
The query results, the harsh words of Yishuier's brutal and brutal colonialism, are justified, and there are videos and pictures...
Wen Qiuxing took some doubts and opened a video. However, he did not see the golden head of His Majesty the King. He only saw one aerial fighter, and the speed of harvesting other fighters was indeed cruel.
People on earth watched this video with great interest as a game recording.
Then click on the second video, this is a little bit limited. It seems to be a post-war scene and looks messy...
Wen Qiuxing hurriedly turned off the video for his appetite.
The following reports are almost the same, except for a change of time and place and the victim planet.
Although it is known that the people of the extranet will have a certain chance of dying the kings of other protagonists, but after seeing Yishui'er's negative reports, Wen Qiuxing still can't deceive himself.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Ting asked.
"It's nothing." Wen Qiuxing said, "some news."
Feeling the coldness of the other party, Feng Ting pursed his lips and chose to continue eating.
The young people who were attracted by the reports, no surprise, saw a piece of news about His Majesty the First Protagonist.
by……
Wen Qiu woke up subconsciously that he was blind to writing on the Internet, which was not a letter.
No more, no more.
Turn off the light screen and concentrate on eating.
But he is a man who can't hide his words and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't ask anything.
What's more, he believes in Will's character, and the truth of the matter must definitely not be on the Internet.
"Your Majesty." After the meal, Wen Qiuxing invited His Majesty the King: "Just finished eating, why not take me around the palace?"
Feng Ting was stunned, and there was a flash of accident in his gray-blue eyes. After all, he thought...this young man didn't want to see him.
"Okay." His Majesty nodded coldly and nodded, then ordered the maid to wake Wen Qiu to get a coat: "The wind outside is a little bit big, you look so petite. Small..."
What did Ya say next, Wen Qiuxing was not in a mood to listen, only heard God Jiao and Xiao.
But compared with aliens, the earth people are indeed shorter than that...
Wearing the steel-blue military uniform coat of His Majesty the King, the young man with dark hair and white skin walked beside the tall body of His Majesty the King, and it seemed a little petite.
"Your Majesty..." Wen Qiu woke up and found a gaze covering him: "I just read the news, and I accidentally saw a report about you."
Feng Ting asked: "What report?"
Wen Qiuxing approached the opening, still hesitating, whether to say it or not.
But if you don't ask, according to the unscrupulous attitude of the people around him, he may not be able to figure out the ins and outs of living for ten thousand years.
If you are unsuccessful, you will become a benevolent.
Wen Qiuxing is such a temper.
"Say you kill. Pro." Wen Qiuxing said.
"There is no such thing." It is okay for His Majesty the King to carry the pot in front of anyone, but it is never possible to carry the pot in front of Little Sweetheart: "That is slander."
"I knew they were talking nonsense." Wen Qiuxing said with a sense of indignation: "Those internet mobs are really abominable."
His Majesty the King looked at him strangely: "What news do you see over the wall?"
Earthling:"……"
Earthlings looked around and pretended to be watching the scenery: "Well, that tree is really good."
"..." His Majesty glanced at the broken tree branch in winter, and took the sweetheart's hand generously: "Why don't you just ask me if you want to know what."
makes sense.
Wen Qiuxing was blindfolded by the other party's warm big hands and asked directly: "Is it true to tear aliens?"
The distinguished man is silent.
After a long time, I heard the other person's voice low and said: "I (ca)) will not use such a brutal way."
makes sense.
After all, this is an era of nuclear weapons.
It is not appropriate to continue to ask more questions of the same type.
The earth people thought about a safety insurance, and the other party must also be very interested in the topic: "Your Majesty, how many are in your harem?"
Is there a favorite topic for men! !
"One." His Majesty the King straightened his waist and proudly reported.
After all, he had none before yesterday.
"One?" Wen Qiuxing pointed to his nose: "Me?"
His Majesty nodded, his eyes shining.
"...I'm really honored." Wen Qiuxing whistled his lips, feeling that the other party held his hand really tight, which shows that only he should be true in the entire harem, otherwise it won't be so rare.
"Just know it." The court thought that the other party really didn't care about him, and didn't expect it to be approved.
"Alas..." Wen Qiuxing turned his face, and the reader was right, it was stupid than Will.
"Do you want to kiss me?" The angel's face suddenly approached.
Everywhere on that face is written, emotions come as soon as it comes, come kiss and kiss babble.
Inner Mongolian brother lost his mind, and was stunned by the grandson's Yan Shuai. Not to mention, he spent the night last night. Wen Qiuxing could hardly feel the strangeness of each other today.
Strictly speaking, he didn't know much about Will yet.
Kiss.
This is not a problem.
Wen Qiuxing held the face of Feng Ting and broke the guy's head off, then he nodded his head again, and the four petals met perfectly.
The happy man feels that the corners of his lips are gently hooked by the other party, as if itching across the boot, causing him to think. More...
But the kiss did not last long, and it was about to end in about two or three minutes.
But the role of this kiss is not small, the atmosphere between the two is visually intimate.
The arrogant blond man who had been on the shelf before, stretched his arms around the waist of the young man, his expression slightly softened, making the whole face more beautiful.
"Tell me about your business?" Wen Qiuxing stepped away from him and pulled away a little distance to break away the excessively thick atmosphere between each other.
"Which one do you want to listen to?" Feng Ting looked in a very good mood, his voice a little hoarse, and a bit of a rising tone.
"It's okay." Wen Qiuxing wrapped his clothes and walked forward: "Growth in childhood, emotional experience and the like."
These may be the cause.
"Emotional experience? I don't have that kind of thing." Feng Ting said, holding forward Wen Qiuxing's hand, a gloom flashed in his eyes: "Then take you to the womb to see."
There was his childhood and growth.
After succeeding the king, he never went back.
Since it was a palace disgusted by the king, the uterus was empty, like a barren house.
The dilapidated garden, the railing in disrepair and so on are in sight.
Seriously, the spooky environment really has the atmosphere of making ghost films.
Fortunately, Wen Qiuxing was not timid, and the surrounding environment had no effect on him. He just asked curiously, "This is where you lived before? Why not repair it?"
It's a pity that such a big place is deserted.
Feng Ting pushed a door open, and as the sun invaded, it shone a dust, and the old faded veil drifted a few times in the wind.
It can be seen that this used to be a very luxurious bedroom.
How good it was to fix the occupants... Wen Qiuxing walked with this sigh and went in to watch the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and the huge hanging paintings around him.
The fair-skinned blond man, with long legs, walked to the prince's bed and stopped.
In front of him, as far as his eyes could see, on a dusty carpet, a vague black could be seen faintly.
All of a sudden the environment inside the house changed.
The surrounding light dimmed and turned into a night scene with the bedside lamp on.
The blanket on the ground was spotless and changed into the original brand-new appearance; the veil by the window had not faded. Under the blocking of the glass, it was quietly draped in front of the window and was not affected by the wind, rain and thunder outside the window.
On the clean and fluffy bedding, a blond young man who could not sleep because of a headache was sitting.
He is about twenty years old and has an unforgettable and beautiful face.
But at that moment the face was full of irritability and discomfort.
So I heard the doorbell ringing and ignored it, even snorted: Go away.
When the night was quiet, the sparse Lala rain stopped a little, and the blonde young man who had not fallen asleep for several days was barely asleep.
The weather got worse in the middle of the night, and a thunder awakened the people on the bed.
He sat up wearily, and suddenly found a tall, soaked man standing beside his bed, with lightning shining on the other person, more and more the man swallowed and killed himself like a devil.
As the gunfire reappeared, Feng Ting returned to reality, his eyes glancing at the black marks on the ground, and he chuckled contemptuously.
However, a few seconds later, the pain came from his forehead, and he walked out of the bedroom in a gray look to find someone.
It turned out that Wen Qiuxing had walked to other places after watching the bedroom.
This is a study-like room, as dusty as the previous one.
Seeing the open book on the desk as if it were a diary, the young earthman bent over and blew his breath away, blowing away the dust above, revealing yellowed paper and faintly visible writing.
Wen Qiuxing, who has the memory of the original owner, certainly understands the meaning of these words.
But he didn't have time to look carefully, there was a footstep at the door, and there was a cry from the court: "Wen Qiuqiu."
Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes, put his notebook in his clothes, and turned around. He sat on the desk where the book was originally placed: "Your Majesty, my name is Wen Qiuxing, not Wen Qiuqiu."
Although Will always likes to call him Qiuqiu.
But is it better to smell Qiuqiu than Qiuqiu?
"It's very big here." His Majesty looked a bit bad because he couldn't find anyone just now: "You don't want to run around, you will get lost."
"Oh." Wen Qiuxing swayed her feet and hugged her diary tightly: "But I know you will come to me."
The man who was not happy just now raised his mouth: "..."
I seem to have eaten two pounds of honey.
In spite of insisting on his arrogance, his footsteps had gone towards the youth uncontrollably, stooping and pecked at the arrogant face of the other party.
"This is my former study." Feng Ting finished and turned to look around the room: "Since my father died, I came in for the first time."
"How did he die?" Wen Qiuxing asked.
When it was over, I felt unsuitable, and immediately added a sentence: "Do you mind if I ask like this?"
"He killed himself." Feng Ting turned to look at him. "In the room just now, it was my bedroom."
"..." Wen Qiuxing loosened the diary in Song Huai's arms and didn't speak.
It seems that the bad is not the son, but the bad old man.
"So, people will say that I killed him." His Majesty the King walked to the young man, his hands on the dusty desk, his eyes peeping into the young man's arms: "Are you interested in my diary?"
The earth people groaned, smiled on their faces, and MMP in their hearts, how did this differ from what was shown on TV...
"Of course." Wen Qiuxing said, "I want to know you."
The court has a perception that ordinary people cannot understand. When the other party looks directly at him and says ‘I want to know you’, he feels that his world is full of pink flowers.
Even the mysterious gray-blue eyes seemed a little hazy.
"Okay." His Majesty's expression changed, and finally became very serious. He took the young man's hand and gave a kiss. "I accept."
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Brother Wen: How is this kind of ominous premonition spreading over a big event fat...?
(#^.^#) Everyone, I am much more comfortable today, and I ate a big pig's trotter.
I will eat a bowl of angelica stewed eggs later, and then go to sleep. Everyone will go to bed earlier now. It’s cold now. In fact, the little ones can see it tomorrow.
(It was unexpected to roll over yesterday, I’m so sorry to wait for the unlocked baby, what are you guys again!)
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