This is not Lu Li's bragging.
Feng Ting's name does symbolize terror among the seven main stars of the universe.
Because this majesty likes to conquer the north and south, and expand the territory, he is well known by the world.
Except for the brutal impression, other news about Fengting was rarely reported.
There are two reasons for this situation. First, the empire did it intentionally. Second, the life of His Majesty the King is boring. Apart from grabbing territory, it is a headache.
Ah no, His Majesty's brain hurts when he grabs the territory.
So don't look at some people who seem to be emperors on the surface, but in fact they eat tasteless in private, can't sleep at night, and live a miserable life.
Speaking of it, the king was not a cruel person when he was entrusted to the court or was the crown prince.
Feng Ting more than twenty years ago, as the only son of the previous king, was given the title of prince of the empire at birth. His only regret was that his biological mother died early.
In order to make up for him, the former king was always obedient to him.
So when he was young, Feng Ting had nothing wrong with him except a little aloofness and arrogance.
Later, the former king made a mistake that all men in the universe would make. He found a stepmother for the child, and then became a stepfather himself.
This is nothing, because the crown prince has also grown up, and the position of the crown prince is unshakable.
Until something happened later.
The lover of the former king said that he had a strange disease, which could not be cured even with the current super-high medical technology, and it needed the spiritual power of a strong man to save his life.
A strong man with special spiritual power is already a transcendent existence, and he is not driven by the king at all.
They can come and go freely among the seven main stars of the universe.
Prince Feng Ting, who is in his early twenties, is undoubtedly a man of spiritual power, but he is too young to be called powerful.
As a rare person with spiritual power, Prince Feng Ting has delicate emotions and a super perceptual ability to everything around him. He understands the fact that his father no longer puts him first, and he understands better than anyone else.
The cold and arrogant Crown Prince, under his father's hysteria, agreed to a ridiculous experiment.
Think of it as repaying the other party for giving him life.
His headaches were a hangover from the experiment.
All kinds of encounters in the experiment are unbearable to recall. In short, it must have brought the father-son relationship between the king and the prince to an end.
In the end, the unlucky queen couldn't be saved either.
Perhaps Feng's genes carry the genes of a lunatic. After the former king lost his love, he became addicted to alcohol and drugs, and has changed from a respected monarch to a delirious lunatic.
Occasionally, he would even kneel in front of his son and beg for forgiveness.
The result is of course impossible.
The word forgiveness does not exist in Prince Feng Ting's personality, what he needs is Bai Yu's flawless feelings.
But it turned out that his father was more insane.
Speaking carefully, it was a windy and stormy night, the former king came to the prince's dormitory with a gun in his hands...
Anyway, the next day the former king was declared to be belching.
The young prince Feng Ting soon ascended the throne as king.
What happened in the prince's dormitory that night, only Fengting himself knows.
The truth is that he himself is very confused.
As I said before, the crown prince Feng Ting has nothing wrong with him other than aloofness and arrogance. He is even very sensitive and kind-hearted. He will even help a bird when it is injured, but everyone vaguely charges him with serious crimes.
This is where the lack of strength of the second-year youth comes from.
That's the kind, since you all think I'm cruel, well, then I'll show you how cruel I am.
Or, since this universe doesn't love me, then I don't love this universe either.
This mentality was maintained until His Majesty the King graduated from secondary school, and finally wanted to turn back.
His Majesty the Majesty, who is becoming more and more mature, wants to return to his true self, but finds that there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind him, and there is no turning back for him.
Splitting out the only goodness and innocence left in him is about the last favor of His Majesty the King.
In other words, the real court is actually the court that goes out to explore the world freely every autumn, and His Majesty the king who waits for time to judge in the palace is the abandoned part.
All the bad and negative things, including the memories of being with my father when I was young, and the memories of fighting in the South and North, were left in this beautiful body in the palace.
More than ten years ago, when the king divided himself into two halves, he knew very well that one of them would live even more like a walking dead than before.
And he who doesn't know anything may live an ideal life.
That's not bad.
Hmph, after all no one loves him, he can only love himself.
But then again, it seems that the whole world has become better after the pain in the brain is relieved...
His Majesty the King, who had just been slapped in the morning, looked coldly at the young man sitting beside him, who was eating a piece of smoked meat, which looked delicious.
His Majesty the King accurately sandwiched a piece of smoked meat, chewed and tasted it slowly, and felt that the food was so delicious for the first time.
After all, the memory of his youth was too long, so long that he forgot what it was like to enjoy delicious food comfortably.
To be honest, although there is nothing wrong with loving myself, His Majesty the King occasionally envies the guy who woke up in autumn.
For example, this autumn, the mottled marks on the other party's body... It's a pleasure to see.
His Majesty the King thought, and ate another piece of smoked meat.
Of course, he is now living a happy life.
No need to be jealous of the guy who wakes up in the fall.
Even His Majesty the King is already thinking about where to hide his little sweetheart when next autumn comes.
Unaware that he has become a little sweetheart, the elder brother from Inner Mongolia hides the light screen and checks the news about His Majesty the first star king while eating breakfast.
Search Results: No relevant news.
But it doesn't matter, there is no relevant news on the network of this empire, you can climb the wall to check on the network of other main stars.
According to the methods provided by netizens, Wen Qiuxing quickly overcame the wall successfully.
Enter keywords: the first main star, the king's court.
In the search results, there are harsh words such as cruelty, tyranny, and colonialism. They are well-founded, and there are videos and pictures...
Wen Qiuxing was a bit skeptical, and clicked on a video, but he didn't see His Majesty's golden head, only an air fighter, and the speed of harvesting other fighters was indeed very brutal.
People on Earth watched this video as a game recording with relish.
Then click on the second video, this one is a bit restricted, it seems to be a post-war scene, it looks like a mess...
Wen Qiuxing hurriedly turned off the video for the sake of his own appetite.
The subsequent reports are almost the same, except that the time, place and victim planet have been changed.
Although he knew that the people on the Internet would have a certain chance of blackmailing the kings of other main stars, but seeing the negative reports of Yi Shui'er, Wen Qiuxing still couldn't lie to himself that His Majesty the King is a good stubble.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Ting asked.
"Nothing." Wen Qiuxing said, "Some news."
Sensing the other party's indifference, Feng Ting pursed his lips and chose to continue eating.
The young man who was attracted by those reports, without any surprise, saw a news about His Majesty's killing relatives on the first star.
Depend on…
Wen Qiuxing subconsciously felt that a few random posts on the Internet were not enough to be believed.
Do not read do not read.
Turn off the light screen and concentrate on eating.
But as a person, he can't hide his words, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't ask about some things.
What's more, he believes that with Will's character, the truth of the matter must not be based on one side of the Internet.
"Your Majesty." Wen Qiuxing woke up after the meal and extended an invitation to His Majesty the King: "Just finished eating, why don't you take me around the palace?"
Feng Ting was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashed in his gray-blue eyes, after all he thought... this young man didn't want to see him.
"Okay." His Majesty nodded coldly, and then ordered the maid to get a coat for Wen Qiuxing: "It's a bit windy outside, you are so petite..."
Wen Qiuxing wasn't in the mood to listen to what he said next, but only heard God's fucking petite and small.
But compared with the aliens, the earthlings are indeed shorter...
Wearing His Majesty's steel-blue military uniform jacket, the young man with black hair and white skin walked beside His Majesty's tall and tall body, and he really looked a little petite.
"Your Majesty..." As soon as Wen Qiuxing opened his mouth, he found a gaze covering him: "I was browsing the news just now, and I accidentally saw a report about you."
Feng Ting asked, "What report?"
Wen Qiuxing was about to speak, but still hesitated whether to speak or not.
But if he doesn't ask, according to the secretive attitude of the people around him, he may not be able to figure out the ins and outs after living for 10,000 years.
If you don't succeed, you will succeed. Anyway, it's better than being a turtle.
Wen Qiuxing has such a temper.
"Say you killed your relatives." Wen Qiuxing said.
"There is no such thing." His Majesty the King can take the blame in front of anyone, but it is absolutely impossible to take the blame in front of Little Sweetheart: "That is slander."
"I knew they were talking nonsense." Wen Qiuxing looked filled with righteous indignation: "Those Internet mobs are really hateful."
His Majesty the King looked at him strangely: "Did you watch the news over the wall?"
Earthling:"… "
The earthlings looked around, pretending to be looking at the scenery: "Well, that tree is really nice."
"..." His Majesty the King glanced at the broken tree branches in winter, and generously held Little Sweetheart's hand: "Why don't you just ask me if you want to know anything."
makes sense.
Wen Qiuxing was blindfolded by the other party's warm big hands, and asked directly: "Is it true that the aliens were torn apart?"
The noble man was silent.
After a long time, I heard the other party say in a low voice: "I (just) will not use such a barbaric method."
makes sense.
This is, after all, the age of nuclear weapons.
It is not advisable to ask more questions of the same type.
The earthlings thought of a topic of safety, and the other party must be very interested in it: "Your Majesty, how many do you have in your harem?"
Is there any favorite topic for men? !
"One." His Majesty the King straightened his back and proudly reported the number.
After all, before yesterday, he had none.
"One?" Wen Qiuxing pointed to his nose: "Me?"
His Majesty the King nodded, his eyes sparkling.
"... Then I'm really honored." Wen Qiuxing twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that the other party was holding his hand really tightly, which shows that it should be true that he is the only one in the entire harem, otherwise it would not be so rare.
"It's good that you know." Feng Ting thought that the other party really didn't care about him, but unexpectedly, he still agreed.
"Alas..." Wen Qiuxing turned his face away, the reader was right, this guy is even more stupid than Will.
"Do you want to kiss me?" The angel's face suddenly approached.
Everything is written on that face, emotions come as soon as they are said, come and kiss.
The elder brother in Inner Mongolia lost his mind for a moment, and was slapped by the handsome face of the grandson. Not to mention, Wen Qiuxing could hardly feel any strangeness between them today after spending a whole night together last night.
Technically speaking, he knew more about Will than he knew about this guy.
kiss.
This is not a problem.
Wen Qiuxing held Feng Ting's face, snapped off the guy's head, and then nodded his head up, his four lips meeting perfectly.
The man in a happy mood felt the corners of his lips being gently hooked by the other party, as if he was scratching his boots, making him want more...
But the kiss didn't last long, and it was about to end in about two or three minutes.
But this kiss played a big role, and the atmosphere between the two became much closer to the naked eye.
The arrogant blond man, who was still on airs before, stretched his arms around the young man's waist, his expression softened slightly, which made the whole face more beautiful.
"Tell me about your affairs?" Wen Qiuxing backed away from him, creating a little distance to break away the overly thick atmosphere between them.
"What do you want to hear?" Feng Ting seemed to be in a very good mood, his voice was a little hoarse, but also a little upbeat.
"It's all fine." Wen Qiuxing wrapped his clothes and walked forward: "Childhood growth, relationship experience and so on."
These are all possible causes.
"Emotional experience? I don't have that kind of thing." Feng Ting said, stepped forward to hold Wen Qiuxing's hand, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes: "Then I'll take you to the uterus to have a look."
There is loaded with his childhood and growth.
After taking over as king, he never went back once.
Since it was a palace that was despised by the king, there was no one in the Crown Prince's palace, just like a deserted house.
Dilapidated gardens, railings in disrepair, etc., come into view.
To be honest, the gloomy environment really has the atmosphere of shooting ghost movies.
Fortunately, Wen Qiuxing is quite courageous, the surrounding environment has no influence on him, he just asked curiously: "This is the place where you lived before? Why didn't you repair it?"
What a pity that such a large place is deserted.
Feng Ting pushed open a door, and as the sun invaded, a dusty, faded old curtain blew a few times in the wind.
It can be seen that this was once a very luxurious bedroom.
How great it would be to live in it after repairing it... With this sigh in mind, Wen Qiuxing went in to look at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and the huge paintings around it.
The pale-skinned blond man walked to the bed of His Highness the Crown Prince with slender legs and stopped.
In front of him, as far as he could see, on a dusty carpet, an abrupt black spot could be vaguely seen.
In an instant, the environment in the house changed completely.
The surrounding light dimmed, turning into a nighttime scene with the bedside lamp on.
The blankets on the ground were spotless, and had turned into their original brand-new appearance; the curtains by the window hadn’t faded yet, and were quietly hung in front of the window under the protection of the glass, free from the influence of wind, rain and thunder outside the window.
And on the clean and fluffy quilt, sat a blond young man who couldn't sleep because of a headache.
He is about twenty years old, with a handsome face that is unforgettable.
But at the moment, that face was full of irritability and discomfort.
So when he heard the doorbell ringing, he ignored it, and even gave a low shout: Get out.
In the dead of night, the sound of the sparse rain stopped for a while, and the blond young man who hadn't slept for several days barely fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the weather became bad again, and a thunderclap woke up the people in the bed.
He sat up tiredly, and suddenly found a tall, drenched man standing next to his bed. Lightning shone on him, making it even more apparent that the man who committed suicide by swallowing a gun looked like a devil.
With the reappearance of gunshots, Feng Ting returned to reality, glanced at the black marks on the ground, and chuckled contemptuously.
However, a few seconds later, a dull pain from the forehead made him walk out of the bedroom in desperation, looking for someone.
It turned out that Wen Qiuxing had wandered off to other places after finishing watching the bedroom.
It was a study-like room, as dusty as the previous one.
The youth on earth saw an open book on the desk, which looked like a diary, so he bent down and took a breath to blow away the dust on it, revealing the yellowed paper and faintly visible handwriting.
Wen Qiuxing, who has the memory of the original owner's body, of course can understand the meaning of these words.
But before he had time to look carefully, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Feng Ting's voice: "Wen Qiuqiu."
Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes, put the notebook into his clothes, then turned around and sat down on the desk where the notebook was originally placed: "Your Majesty, my name is Wen Qiuxing, not Wen Qiuqiu."
Although Will always likes to call him Qiuqiu.
But Wen Qiuqiu is worse than Qiuqiu, okay
"It's very big here." His Majesty the King had a bad face because he couldn't find anyone just now: "Don't run around, you will get lost."
"Oh." Wen Qiuxing shook his feet and hugged the diary tightly in his arms: "But I knew you would come to me."
The man who was not happy just now raised his mouth instantly: "..."
I felt like I had eaten two catties of honey.
Regardless of insisting on his arrogance, he walked towards the young man uncontrollably, bent down and pecked the other's proud face.
"This is my former study." After kissing Feng Ting, he turned around and looked around the room: "It's the first time I've come in since my father died."
"How did he die?" Wen Qiuxing asked.
When it was over, I felt it was inappropriate, so I immediately added a sentence: "You don't mind if I ask that?"
"He committed suicide." Feng Ting turned to look at him: "In that room just now, that's my bedroom."
"..." Wen Qiuxing let go of the diary in Song's arms, but did not speak.
It seems that it is not the son who is bad, but the bad old man.
"That's why people say that I killed him." His Majesty the King walked up to the young man, holding the dusty desk with both hands, and peeped into the young man's arms: "Are you interested in my diary?"
The people on earth thumped in their hearts, smiling on their faces, MMP in their hearts, why is this different from the ones on TV...
"Of course." Wen Qiuxing said, "I want to get to know you."
Feng Ting has a perception that ordinary people can't 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 back and forth, and finally became extremely serious. He took the young man's hand and kissed it: "I accept."