Interstellar Fairy Tale

Six hundred and seventy-eighth, the departure of the Governor of Huo Xing, Goodwill, was as quiet as he came to Sai Xia. Sesha Lord Harlan? Edrich was relieved when he left, but after the warden reported the sudden disappearance of two inmates in custody, Harlan? Edrich crushed the communicator in his hand.

Three transport ships painted with the imperial logo took off from Sai Xia, broke through the clouds, and entered the border route of the empire smoothly. The Imperial Frontier Cruise Fleet didn't do much checking, which saved a lot of trouble for Goodwill and his party. Not seeing the pursuers from Sai Xia, Goodwill was completely relieved. Immediately, he fell into contemplation for the conversation with Shang Ping before leaving. He can see from Shang Ping's few words that he cares about Austin, so let Austin live, right?

Living in the Golden Empire for twelve years, Goodwill knows better than Shang Ping what imperial power represents in this empire. If you are not careful, Shang Ping will lose everything. It's a dangerous bet.

Forget it, after returning to Shangdu, immediately notify Shang Ping to receive the fleet. Believe in Aijia? Derich is already active. Disputes have existed since the Muse system split into three nations. Take advantage of this, and no galaxy is monolithic. The results are the same, but who wouldn't want to save a bit of effort if they could?

Goodwill is crazy, but not stupid. If it was himself, he might not have spent so much thought, with the help of the emperor's power, it would be enough to crush everything. But Shang Ping got involved in this matter, and goodwill had to be considered from his point of view. At least he's still a father. He had already tasted the separation of his wife and son, and he did not want to taste the separation of father and son again.

"Are you still soft-hearted..."

Goodwill asks itself, but gets no answer.

Rear Admiral Edgar and Austin South were sent aboard the transport in a coma. All traces of Mars symbolizing them were erased, including military uniforms and all personal belongings. After strict infrared detection, Major General Edgar and Austin at this moment have become veritable infiltrators in the empire. They have no identification and lost the shelter of the Mars fleet, and they are completely unable to protect themselves. Even cosmic pirates can kill them aboveboard.

Austin South has not said a word since he woke up, sitting in the corner of the room, with one leg bent and his arms folded, his dark green eyes are cold and without a trace of emotion. Major General Edgar was a little embarrassed. In any case, Shang Ping was his adopted son, and Goodwill was his old friend. Even if he had a hundred ways to escape with Austin, he would not be able to prove his innocence, which was really bad. Besides, being taken on a transport ship inexplicably, Edgar is also very strange. But I can guess that this is definitely related to Shang Ping.

The awkward atmosphere continued, Austin didn't speak, and Edgar didn't know what to say.

The arrival of goodwill broke the silence. Tender cod steaks and fries were on the silver dining car, and two more green salads were served, and the drink was grape juice. Edgar sighed with some regret, at least Sesha's prison still provides wine, and Goodwill only has juice. However, the Major General did not intend to have a hard time with his own appetite. Standing up and stretching, he walked over and stood beside the dining car and took a bite of vegetables. It was his favorite sweet salad. It seemed that his old friend still remembered his taste. However, Shang Ping's taste is different from his, and he has no interest in sweets. This is similar to goodwill. Should we say that blood is strong enough? Xiaoxia has always been a good girl, it must be because the goodwill guy's genes are not good!

Edgar pulled up a chair and sat down, brandishing his knife and fork, and began to feast. Goodwill looked at him with some envy, this guy can make himself comfortable in any situation. As for the boy sitting in the corner, Goodwill narrowed his eyes slightly, his coldness hidden under his black eyelashes, and the next moment, Edgar held his wrist.

"Goodwill, don't be like a child." Edgar looked at him. "You're not that kind of person."

Goodwill raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, lowered his head, approached Edgar, and said in a low voice, "Edgar, it's been twelve years, do you think you still know me so well? You don't even have a child you raised. learn."

Edgar frowned and put down his fork, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Goodwill shrugged, turned his head, and said to Austin, "Eat something, if you still want to leave alive."

Austin remained motionless, and Goodwill shook off Edgar's hand and simply walked over with his plate.

"Don't worry, he's still a kid, I know."

Edgar's eyes moved with Goodwill's footsteps, and he was secretly worried. It was because of Goodwill that he was worried.

As an insider, Edgar knew how much Goodwill hated David South. What was Goodwill's idea of ​​taking Austin away?

"I promised my son to take you back to Shangdu, let you live, and you can't die." Goodwill put the dinner plate in front of Austin, his thumb raised Austin's chin, "So, eat."

his son? Austin looked at Goodwill's cold face and murmured, "...Shang Ping?"

"Yeah." Goodwill slowly pulled a smile, a smile that Shang Ping had never seen before, only a crazy soldier, "Shang Ping, my son. You should be glad that he wants you to live. No matter what you What was your relationship with him before, friend, classmate, or... lover, it doesn't matter anymore, you don't have any relationship with him anymore."

The brown eyes had an icy light, and Austin looked back coldly, his fists clenched and his slightly trembling fingers revealing his emotions at the moment. Angry, but still nervous, although he came from the top power class in Mars, he was still a sixteen-year-old boy.

Goodwill was a little surprised by Austin's performance, a touch of contemplation flashed past, he released his hand, and patted Austin's shoulder with an interesting smile, "Very good, but if you can't survive, everything will be in vain. Young man, you better remember that in any case, survival is the foundation of everything."

"Stay alive? Can you betray your own country and home planet?! What's the point of living for a betrayer who survives? This is an insult to the military!"

Looking at Austin's sudden outburst, Goodwill shook his head with a smile, stood up straight, looked at Austin condescendingly, with a hint of pity in his tone, "You are spoiled, young man. Therefore, you are not worthy to stand by my son's side. ."

After saying that, he turned and left the room.

Not worthy?

Shang Ping betrayed Mars! Just to live?

Austin scratched his blond hair. He still clearly remembered the last kiss and the last exhortation between Shang Ping and him, he said, live!

live...

However, is it possible to betray without guilt in order to live?

"…traitor!"

The boy's voice was filled with cold hatred, and Major General Edgar involuntarily frowned. Walking to Austin, the blond boy with his head bowed seemed to have no focus. The major general knelt on one knee on the ground, held Austin's head up, and looked at him seriously, "Captain, things are not only positive and negative, if you don't understand, It's better not to jump to conclusions. No one is absolutely righteous, and vain justice and hatred are ridiculous things. Madoff Military Academy should not train simple-minded warriors. The education of the South family should also make you understand at this point."

"What about you? Your Excellency Major General, what about you?" Austin looked at Edgar sarcastically, "You are Shang Ping's adoptive father!"

"You still don't understand." Major General Edgar sighed, "Why do you think Goodwill took you and me away? I don't know either. Having seen Goodwill, I understand. You don't know how much it takes cost."

Edgar said nothing more. After a while, Austin silently cut off a piece of cod and put it into his mouth. The fragrant sauce smeared the corner of his mouth with a bitter taste.

Does it cost...

Sesha Lord's Mansion

Shang Ping stood in front of the window, looking up at the sky, the rolling clouds heralded the coming of a storm. He couldn't help opening the window, the wind ruffled his hair, and closed his eyes, as if everything would be scattered with the wind.

A hand covered his eyes, and then the whole person fell into a strange but familiar embrace, his waist was buckled, his lips were gently held, and with pity, he traced the line of his lips, warm, Some itchy. He wanted to pull away the hand that covered his eyes, but that hand didn't move at all, the feeling in the dark was extremely sensitive, and the itch on his lips had penetrated into his heart. The hand buttoned on the waist reached into the hem of the shirt, rubbing ambiguously on the flexible waist, the fiery memory impacted Shang Ping's mind, making him tremble involuntarily.

At first he thought he could handle it well, but now he is a little powerless. It seems to be sinking in this darkness, unable to find an exit.

The next moment came, Shang Ping opened his eyes, caught off guard, broke into a blue ocean, the gentle waves washed his most vulnerable nerves, shed the seeds of emotion, and took root in the corners he didn't notice.

"His Majesty…"

Shang Ping relaxed his body, lightly grabbed a strand of Soran Edrich's silver hair, and said with a smile, "If I say you are beautiful, would you feel it was an offense?"

"No." Soran Edrich took Shang Ping's hand and kissed his finger lightly, "I will take it as a compliment."

The kiss followed the fingertips, slid to the back of the hand, and went down along the veins of the wrist. The bright red lips were lightly opened, and the snow-white teeth held Shang Ping's shirt in a sharp arc, "You are different from others."

"Okay, Your Majesty." The smile on Shang Ping's face deepened, "I will remember it."

"So, can you explain to me the two people your father took away?"

"Your Majesty, you said you would condone me, they don't matter, right?"

Soran Edrich looked at Shang Ping, his tone was unreal, "You are mine, I will condone you, but this is not an example."

"Yes, the next one is not an example."

Yes, the following is not an example.

No one could make him an exception, and neither would Soran Edrich. He can't pay more, and the emperor's connivance is limited. Shang Ping is a smart man and knows when to stop.

"Come back to the capital with me." Soran Edrich picked up Shang Ping and gently kissed his shoulder, "The court etiquette officer will teach you that in a month, I will hold a grand banquet for you, all The nobles will bow their heads before you, and you will become the most beautiful wagtail in Ivan's summer palace."

"banquet?"

"Yes." Soran Edrich looked at Shang Ping and chuckled, "Would you like to use the surname Edrich?"

What does it mean?

Shang Ping was stunned.

The author has something to say: small theater

sour girl

Shang Ping's mother, Xiao Xia, is an avid lover of earth culture, especially oriental culture.

One day, Goodwill said to Xiaoxia affectionately: Dear, let's have a baby.

Xiaoxia: Okay, dear, do you think a son or a daughter is better?

Goodwill: All good.

Xiaoxia nodded and went to the kitchen with a smile to get a bottle of vinegar and a jar of chili sauce. Goodwill pops out of a big head? Big question mark Xiaoxia: The tradition of the earth age, sour girl, if you want a boy, you drink this bottle of vinegar, if you want a girl, you eat this bottle of chili sauce. After we finished eating, we immediately went to have sex.

Looking at his smiling wife, Goodwill broke into a cold sweat. Although he thought this custom was strange, the wife didn't seem to be lying. She looked at the vinegar, and then looked at the chili sauce, took a sip, and tragically raised the vinegar bottle and poured it down.

Nine months later, Shang Ping was born.

Xiaoxia hugged Shang Ping and sighed at the magic of the culture of the earth age.

Four years later, Xiao Xia, who wanted a daughter again, poured a bottle of chili sauce on her husband's dinner plate...