Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Self-blame, regret, pain... All kinds of negative emotions all rushed towards Feng Qitong.

However, this child has completely worn down his body, and he will not be able to recover at all in some years. If he faces his elder brother at this time, there is no chance of winning at all.

Feng Changmo sat like a sculpture in the bloody delivery room, holding the crying baby in his arms, and didn't move for a long time.

And Feng Qitong didn't dare to vent his anger, lying on the bed and looking at Feng Changmo with his tired eyes open - he felt the loneliness and sadness emanating from that man.

After a long time, Feng Changmo looked up at the weak Feng Qitong, stood up, put the crying and sleeping child in his arms, then bent down and hugged the child who had just given birth Get up, silently walked to a clean room next to her, and put Feng Qitong back on the bed.

Carefully and gently picked up the baby again, Feng Changmo touched the wrinkled little face with one finger, and the focus was a little loose.

"You can cultivate well here, I will take good care of our children. Also, I will not let you meet anyone in the Alliance of Gods, so you don't have to think about it."

After speaking, Feng Changmo left with the child in his arms.

The clicking sound made Feng Qitong stunned in disbelief - he was actually locked in the room by Feng Changmo!

His elder brother will come over soon, what if there is an accident and Feng Changmo is injured?

"Feng Changmo, open the door for me! Do you know that you will kill yourself like this?! Feng Changmo—!"

Feng Qitong fell out of bed like crazy, and kept banging on the special door, the sound of thumping resounded throughout the villa, frightening the servants to avoid even walking here.

His throat was a little hoarse, and his palms were sore.

"Momo, you can't treat me like this! Let me out, let me out!"

He screamed, growled, begged.

But even his hands started to bruise, Feng Changmo, who was standing outside the door, was already holding the child, unmoved.

"I won't let anyone hurt my child, and neither will you."

After leaving this sentence, Feng Changmo never spoke to him again, nor did he visit him again, let alone let him see the child they released.

Every day, the servants brought him meals through the small window on the door, which made Feng Qitong feel like he was in prison.

Worried about what his brother would do every day, his brain kept replaying Feng Changmo's disappointment and indifference towards him, which made Feng Qitong unable to eat, unable to sleep at night, and quickly lost weight.

However, for Feng Qitong, depression can only be a temporary thing.

After a month of distraught, he still pulled himself together, gathered some strength, cracked the pupil sensor door bit by bit, and finally escaped.

There weren't too many people in the big house, and Feng Changmo happened to be away, so even if the servants saw Feng Qitong, they didn't dare to force him in.

Feng Qitong came to the nursery so ostentatiously, the person who took care of the baby had already been knocked out by him.

He saw the little baby who was only seen and hugged once on the day of his birth. Maybe he was hungry, maybe he was wet, maybe he felt the arrival of his relatives and wanted to vent his grievances. Just cry.

The wrinkled and red ugly skin has become white, tender and stretched. It feels bouncy and soft to the touch, and there is a strong milky fragrance on the body, which makes people love it.

Feng Qitong carefully picked up the soft baby, coaxed him softly, sang lullabies to him over and over again, and lulled him to sleep.

After doing all this, Feng Qitong saw Feng Changmo who was standing at the door at some point.

I haven't seen him for a month, and Feng Changmo's condition is not very good.

Her complexion was pale, her lips were slightly purple, and she still had a faint smell of blood on her body.

blood smell...

Feng Qitong put down the child, and stepped forward to search for wounds on Feng Changmo's body. When he took off his shirt, a heart-wrenching scene unfolded in front of his eyes——

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, burning wounds, new and old alternate, horrifying and hideous.

"You really have a good brother."

Feng Changmo raised the corner of his lips ironically, pushed his hand away, pulled up his jacket, and buttoned it.

"Ever since I knew you were locked up here, he has been harassing me every day. I have to say, he is very powerful."

As he spoke, Feng Changmo covered his mouth and coughed, heart-piercing.

After letting go of his hand, Feng Qitong saw that there were still some red blood stains on that hand, and Teng Ran felt as if his heart was on fire.

"Such a serious injury... I'll treat it for you."

With tears in her eyes, Feng Qitong wanted to touch Feng Changmo, but his hand was opened mercilessly.

Snapped--

"It's useless."

The newly coaxed baby seemed to feel the bad atmosphere between the parents, and started crying again.

The little Feng Jianli also rushed over to see his younger brother. When he saw Feng Qitong, his eyes lit up, and he rushed towards him calling "papa" in a soft voice.

Feng Qitong bent down stiffly, picked up the nearly three-year-old child who didn't understand anything, and kissed his fleshy little face.

He was reluctant to part with children, and he was also reluctant to part with his lover.

But his brother gave him an ultimatum—

"Hand over the child, or the next time, the head of Feng Changmo will be delivered to you. Dear brother, I don't deny his tenacity, but you know I will do that."

The man in the terminal made Feng Qitong exhausted.

However, it was his increasingly silent lover who completely crushed him.

Perhaps because it was useless, Feng Changmo didn't lock him up again, but he didn't let him be alone with the child, and even treated him like a stranger.

The originally warm and harmonious family has become indifferent, and the air is full of suffocating smell.

Finally, Feng Qitong couldn't take it anymore.

He didn't want to compromise at first, now that he has come to this point, he simply leaves the child with Feng Changmo and walks away.

Two choices, at first he chose the first, but in the end he had to choose the second - how ridiculous!

As long as he leaves, one of the elder brother's goals will be achieved, and it will naturally die down in a short period of time.

In this way, the child can probably stay with Feng Changmo, right?

In the end, after a fierce quarrel, Feng Qitong left Smart No. [-] to the little baby, and left heartlessly.

After reminiscing about the past, the scar in his heart was brutally torn, Feng Qitong's forehead rested on Feng Changmo's shoulder, and his eyes were blurred.

"I was afraid that my brother would look for me, so I hid and recuperated my body. During this period, I didn't dare to contact anyone, and I didn't dare to open the terminal, for fear that I would be found."

Feng Qitong sobbed sadly, recalling what happened back then, her heart still hurt like a needle.

"Three years later, my body barely recovered, and I haven't heard the news of my brother and the God's Domain Alliance in the empire for a long time, so I thought that the limelight had passed, so I sneaked back to the Emperor Star in fear. I wanted to secretly watch the babies and you. One glance, but I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, his second baby had already died a few days after he left.

The grief in my heart can be imagined.

Smart No. [-] could not be contacted, which further strengthened the idea that the child was no longer there.

Facing Feng Changmo without face, Feng Qitong was like a walking corpse who had lost his soul, his heart was like ashes, and he dared not go back to his home. Since then, he has been wandering around in various planets without a fixed place.

More than once, he wanted to abandon everything here, return to his hometown, and leave the Galactic Empire completely.

However, at that time, he would think of his lover and children, and after all, he was still reluctant to leave this place that made him sad.

Just wandering like that for almost ten years, until by chance, Feng Qitong saw Hanyue again on Nightmare Star.

From then on, he settled on Red Saturn, keeping his anonymity. Later, when he accidentally discovered the whereabouts of Smart One, he realized that his child, who should have died 18 years ago, was still alive.

Feng Qitong returned to Planet Solo and tried her best to contact Nanjing.

Going around for 18 years, the sadness during the period cannot be described in words.

Feng Changmo didn't even dare to think about how Feng Qitong came here all these years alone.

He stroked the trembling back of the other party, and murmured: "You are so smart, why are you so stupid in this matter? Do you really think your brother will let the mirror go after you leave?"

"how?"

Feng Qitong was a little confused.

Although his elder brother is not a good person, but he was deeply influenced by the Feng family's family training since he was a child, at least he will do what he says, and he never speaks falsely.

And in fact, Feng Qitong's impression of his elder brother still stays in the time when they supported each other all the way to the Galactic Empire, and spent long years together in the experimental base.

But Feng Qitong ignored that, driven by full strength and growing ambition, angels can also become devils.

Feng Changmo sighed and said: "After you left, he pointed all the blame at me, and he intensified his efforts to snatch the child... I am limited in ability, seriously injured, and lost many of my subordinates. Let it go, unless he dies, it is absolutely impossible to give up and take away the mirror..."

Feng Qitong's face turned one side, and his lips trembled.

Feng Changmo clicked on his mouth, and sighed: "After thinking about it, I had no choice but to make a bad plan, let Hanyue bribe the maid at home, and change out the mirror on the grounds of stealing——I hope I can use it with This is in exchange for your brother's giving up, so that Jing'er can live in peace, even if she is sent to an orphanage."

All of this was designed by Feng Changmo.

The reason why she chose Nan Mu to be the traitor was simply because the servants of the Feng family had been servants of the Feng family for generations. She was so loyal that there was absolutely no possibility of being bribed.

But Nan's mother had just arrived at Feng's house not long ago, her husband was incompetent and his family was poor, so he could easily take risks for money.

Han Yue was only a small second lieutenant at that time, and she would not attract attention.

In addition, since he joined the military headquarters, he has become Feng Changmo's direct descendant, so he is naturally deeply trusted, so he is the best candidate to send Nan Jing away.

Feng Qitong seemed to be crying and laughing, and slapped Feng Changmo's shoulder with a fist, "My mirror... you actually gave him to that kind of person to be raised, and you still don't care about the baby. Still want to kill him...Feng Changmo, do you know that I've been crushed to death by guilt all these years?"

Feng Changmo took Feng Qitong's fist and wrapped it in his palm.

Why is he unwilling to give his children a better life?

Speaking of guilt, isn't he not guilty?

However, the Shenyu Alliance was always watching from the sidelines, and he could not act rashly. Nanjing was the secret of the perfect body, and it was always a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, which made it difficult for Feng Changmo to fall asleep every time he thought about it.

He spent many years understanding the perfect body, but the answers made him terrified.

"I was wrong. I originally thought that as long as Jing'er was sent away, he would be able to live like a normal person. However, more than ten years later, the God's Domain Alliance is still eyeing him again."

Feng Changmo fell into remorse and helplessness, and said: "What's worse, the alien gene in Jing'er's body has been activated, and now not only the God's Domain Alliance is staring at him, but even the royal family is greedy for Jing'er's ability."

"Royal family?"

Feng Qitong frowned, and said in surprise: "The royal family is actually thinking about mirroring?"

Speaking of the royal family, the first thing he thought of was Landis, followed by Caesar and Guchen.