One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Feng Lingshu didn't expect that after the crown prince of Jianing came to look for him for no reason, King Jianing, whom he had never met before, would run into his room in the middle of the night.

Isn't the defense of the National Teacher's Mansion very strict?

He wanted to run before, but he would always be discovered by people hiding in the dark.

Why did people run into his room and no one noticed?

Feng Lingshu was in a stalemate with the person standing by the bed.

"Do you know your true identity?" King Jianing asked in a deep voice.

Just now when King Jianing came in, he introduced himself.

Feng Lingshu didn't answer, his whole body was immersed in the darkness, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

King Jianing felt a little strange, but thinking about his purpose, he continued to talk.

"You were supposed to be the Son of Heaven's favored son, and the world worships you, but because of your mother...you are now an ordinary person."

King Jianing heard a voice in the darkness: "The proud son of heaven? Me?"

"Yes." Feng Lingshu accosted, and King Jianing heaved a sigh of relief, "Do you want to know everything?"

Feng Lingshu: "My lord, please tell me."

Another weirdness flashed across King Jianing's heart.

Is he being too calm?

"Your mother is the late emperor's favorite concubine..." King Jianing slowly told the story of that year.

Feng Lingshu sat there without any response.

If King Jianing hadn't confirmed that he was still there, he would have suspected that he was talking to himself.

"...You are the crown prince living outside, and the throne should belong to you." King Jianing's voice was calm and powerful, with a bit of vicissitudes, as if he had traveled through the torrent of time.

"Your mother selfishly kept your sister, sent you away, deprived you of family affection, and also deprived you of the right to inherit the throne..."

What King Jianing said was almost the same as what Ling Qiong told him.

The only difference is that Lingqiong said that his biological mother sent him away because she wanted to protect him and want him to be safe for life.

But King Jianing said that his biological mother was selfish and deprived him of the right to inherit the throne.

Feng Lingshu asked: "What does the lord want me to do?"

King Jianing: "I just want to tell you this, and I don't want you to be kept secret. After all, you still have to call me Uncle Huang."

"Her Majesty does not regard you as a younger brother. She has known about your existence for a long time, but she has never brought you back. Isn't it because she is afraid that if you come back, she will not be able to sit on the throne?"

"She also treats you as a gift to Qiao Fanzhi."

"Do you know why she gave you to Qiao Fanzhi? It's just because you are similar to the person Qiao Fanzhi likes, and she doesn't regard you as a younger brother at all."

King Jianing might not have thought that Ling Qiong had told Feng Lingshu everything.

After all, it is not a good thing.

Normal people should hide it from him.

"Your Highness, think about it first, and see His Highness again after changing to the emperor's uncle."

King Jianing didn't say anything substantive, as if he really just came to tell him about it.

Feng Lingshu waited for King Jianing to leave, got off the bed, casually approved a piece of clothing and went out.

It was quiet outside, and it was already dark at this time.

Feng Lingshu covered his clothes and walked towards Lingqiong.

"Mr. Feng?" Qiao Yi's voice sounded from the dark, "It's so late, what do you have to do?"

"Is your lord there?"

Qiao Yi stepped out of the shadows and led the way: "Your Excellency is here, please."

Feng Lingshu went in, and the candles were still burning in Lingqiong's room.

Qiao Yi only sent him to the door, and closed the door smoothly.

Feng Lingshu looked inside, but couldn't see clearly through the screen, so he had no choice but to walk inside.

"Zai Zai, you took the initiative to come to my room at night, did you miss me?"

Feng Lingshu was embraced from behind, his shoulders sank slightly, and a familiar aura lingered over him.

Cubs?

Feng Lingshu was only slightly puzzled, "I have something to tell you."

"On the bed?"

"Very important."

Ling Qiong let go of him, and led him towards the bed, "Then go to bed and say, your hands and feet are so cold."

Feng Lingshu was stuffed into the quilt by Ling Qiong.

The quilt is soft and warm.

Feng Lingshu has never been to Lingqiong's room, every time he is in his room...

Lying here suddenly, Feng Lingshu almost forgot what he was doing here.

Ling Qiong held his hand to warm him, "What do you want to tell me?"

Feng Lingshu looked at her, "A man who claimed to be King Jianing came to me just now."

"Well, what then?"

Feng Lingshu was silent for a while, then he said, "You know?"

Lingqiong generously admitted: "I know. Even a grasshopper can't get in our teacher's mansion, so a big mouse, don't you know?"

Feng Lingshu: "..."

He said, how could King Jianing come in so easily.

"Then what else should I say?" Feng Lingshu choked out, "You must know everything."

No wonder she was still up so late.

She probably knew even a single punctuation mark of what he said to King Jianing.

Lingqiong was amused, and coaxed him softly: "But I want to hear from you."

Feng Lingshu felt that if he said it again, he would look like a fool.

"What would have happened to you if I hadn't come to tell you?"

"I can do anything to you, I can only..." Lingqiong moved her finger down, Feng Lingshu glared at him, she withdrew her hand, "I will help you whatever you want, so I will support whatever decision you make you."

"You and Your Majesty..."

"You are number one in my heart."

"... Am I that important?" Feng Lingshu whispered.

"Of course!" Dad raised it with krypton gold, so it doesn't matter! ?

"Then you and Your Majesty... don't you have a good relationship? Will you fall out with Your Majesty for me?"

Ling Qiong said righteously: "There can be countless sisters, but there can only be one husband."

Feng Lingshu was startled by the 'husband', and then his heart beat quickly again.

Ling Qiong turned over and leaned down, "So, my future husband, can I overdraw a little interest in advance?"

"Li... interest?" Feng Lingshu stumbled and asked, "What is it?"

A chuckle sounded in his ear, "I'll teach you."

Feng Lingshu really forgot what he was here for, and only remembered the girl's soft voice, leading him to yearn for the Paradise of Elysium.

…

The next day Feng Lingshu woke up, complaining about Lingqiong, while getting dressed, he remembered the purpose of his coming, "So what is the king of Jianing looking for me for?"

"Helping you up as a puppet? Holding you hostage as a bargaining chip? Who knows, it's all possible." Ling Qiong guessed casually.

"Aren't you worried?" Feng Lingshu pulled up his collar to block the marks Ling Qiong made for him.

"Worried that he's moving too slowly? Don't worry about these things, I'll take care of them." Ling Qiong turned around and saw Feng Lingshu wearing his belt, beckoning to him.

Feng Lingshu walked over, and Lingqiong helped him tie it carefully.

"Then...do you want to be emperor?"

Feng Lingshu shook his head, "I don't want to."

He doesn't have that much ambition.

If he hadn't been tied up here, he would only want to live a peaceful and smooth life in the Feng family.

Lingqiong: "Then do you want to be my husband?"

Just now he said that he didn't want the throne without any hesitation, but now Feng Lingshu became nervous.