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"Eli." Cecilia took off her mask, and softly called the child's name, remembering the news she had overheard just now, she hurriedly rubbed her hands to heat up, and then carefully touched the child's soft face with her fingers.

Although Eli is weak, his small face is still white and tender, which shows that Clara takes good care of him.

Eli, who was ill, snorted uncomfortably, and Cecilia quickly reached out and grabbed the child's little hand, and comforted him with the most gentle voice: "Eli is not afraid, mom is here."

"Mom?" After hearing these two words, Eli, who was in a coma, opened his eyes without warning. A pair of big green eyes looked at Cecilia timidly, blinked, and blinked again. She blinked her eyes: "The mother in the dream is as beautiful as the mother in the portrait, can mother stay with me for a while in the dream today?"

"Eli." Cecilia's tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

Her Eli, her Caesar were bearing the consequences and the pain of the choices she had made for her, and she missed them in the tribe but knew nothing about them.

Suddenly, Cecilia's keen hearing caught the sound of a few footsteps coming this way. She hesitated for a moment, pulled her hand out of Eli's, put on the mask and softly comforted the aggrieved Eli. Lai: "Good boy, mom will come to see you tomorrow night, but you can't tell others about mom's visit, okay?"

"Hmm!" Eli looked at his mother seriously, and stretched out a little finger, "pull the hook."

Cecilia kissed the child's forehead again, and then hurried through the window and left.

Clara walked into the room, and it was business as usual.

She smiled and served sweet milk tea: "My little Eli is awake? Come and have your favorite milk tea."

"Auntie, I miss my father." Eli played with his fingers, blinking innocently at Clara with his big green eyes.

"My dear child, you drink tea first, and my aunt will go and call your father in." Clara's heart almost melted when she was stared at by the child's soft eyes.

When Caesar walked into the room, he saw milk stains like a white beard hanging on the corner of his son's mouth who had finished drinking milk tea.

"Eli?" Caesar sat on the edge of the bed, holding a rare children's book in his hand, and seemed to be planning to tell Eli a bedtime story.

"Father, I saw my mother." Eli took his father's hand and looked at his father very seriously.

Caesar gave a wry smile, Eli always couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, and many times he woke up and was still looking for his mother everywhere.

"Mom doesn't want me to tell others about her return." Eli looked at Father pitifully with a slumped face, "But I want Mom to stay, Father, can you keep Mom? "

"Baby, that's your dream." Caesar didn't know how to comfort his child, but finally decided to tell him the truth. After all, he didn't want to use any of Cecilia's lies to deceive his son.

"But, what I said is true." Eli looked at Caesar seriously, and spread out the little hand he had been holding tightly, which was a piece of gold decoration he tore from Cecilia's body, " I just tore it off my mother when she came."

Caesar took the golden leaf and noticed the family emblem of the Capet family on the back of the golden leaf, his eyes darkened slightly.

"If that person is really your mother," Caesar kissed Eli's forehead, "Father will keep her, Father swears!"

When Cecilia reappeared in the hall, the banquet was drawing to a close.

Feng Xinghe keenly noticed the red eye sockets behind her mask, but he didn't ask anything, just turned around silently and pretended not to see it.

Princess Clara left twice in the middle of the banquet, and the rest of the people knew more or less. She took care of her frail and sick nephew, Prince Eli, the first heir to the empire.

"Her body has the smell of genetic drug injection." Feng Xinghe elegantly cut the barbecue in front of him, and whispered to Mu Jialan who was pouring juice for him.

But Mu Jialan is concerned about another issue: "Don't get too close to her! You can even smell her body."

Feng Xinghe's graceful movements stopped slightly, and the silver table knife slashed across the white porcelain plate, making a slight sound.

The nearby nobles cast their gazes over one after another.

Feng Xinghe put down the barbecue calmly, wiped the corners of his mouth gently with the towel at hand, and said in a low voice: "Clara cooperated with that group of people in order to get the D-class gene enhancement needles from the group of people to give Eli an injection. He lives on."

Clara reached a tacit agreement with the invaders, using people on their planet to carry out illegal genetic modification experiments between humans and beasts is certainly hateful, but her original intention of doing so was to save the lives of her relatives.

No matter how you deal with it, it's hard to be satisfactory.

He left this question to Mu Jialan.

"Let's leave her problem to their own people." Mu Jialan had nothing to say, and the cosmic law of non-interference in the internal affairs of other planets is still very useful occasionally.

At least in this embarrassing time, it shows its value.

Feng Xinghe felt that what he said seemed... quite reasonable.

"There are assassins." In the next second, Feng Xinghe frowned slightly and looked at a certain position in the hall.

The spiritual power of an S-level superhuman can easily cover a radius of ten miles, not to mention the palace, even everything in the imperial capital, as long as Feng Xinghe wants to know, no one can hide anything.

A group of malicious assassins hiding in the dark, of course, could not escape his perception.

The next second, a loud gunshot broke the quiet dining atmosphere.

Everyone panicked and got up and wanted to evacuate. The nearby guards and patrols rushed over one after another, but blocked the direction in which the group of nobles left. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

However, no one was injured, including Princess Clara, who was targeted by the assassins.

A handsome guard in a black dress blocked in front of Princess Clara at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, and the stack of silver dinner plates raised in his hand blocked the bullet that shot between Clara's eyebrows with incomparable precision.

The bullet pierced two silver dinner plates and ended up embedded in a third.The sharp silver bullet stuck on the plate with the breath of death, making Clara realize for the first time that she was so close to death.

However, she calmed down after being stunned for more than ten seconds, and looked up at the guard who saved her life.

That is Xinghe who has been following the Capet family.The guard next to Capet seemed to be a slave.However, this slave has a handsome appearance that cannot be lost to anyone, and an extremely powerful skill.

"Are you okay?" Mu Jialan turned the silver plate in his hand and asked lightly.

Clara shook her head subconsciously.

Mu Jialan glanced at something coldly, then slightly staggered his slender fingers, and threw the dinner plate in his hand as a weapon.

There was only a muffled sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Two assassins hiding in the dark were precisely hit by him with a silver dinner plate, and they fell directly in front of the guards who were still looking for the assassins everywhere.

Clara looked at the slave guard who was as handsome and powerful as a god at this moment, and there was an imperceptible regret in her eyes.

It's a pity that such a good slave belongs to someone else.

"Your Highness, be careful." At this moment, a tall and handsome young man approached from the crowd, protecting Clara behind him.

In fact, the young man's reaction was not slow. After all, it took less than 30 seconds from the gunshot to Mu Jialan's arrest of the assassin.However, compared with Mu Jialan, his belated protection seems a bit superfluous.

However, Clara still put on a gentle smile on her face: "Thank you, Arnold. Edward." Then she turned her head and stared indifferently at the two assassins on the ground, "Come on, put these two villains in prison. Post-trial."

"Clara, you bitch, poisonous woman, you actually used living people for in vivo experiments..." An assassin on the ground opened his mouth to curse, but before he could say a complete sentence, some guards had already eaten Boo gagged him.

Arnold stood aside in embarrassment, his eyes flicked with jealousy when he glanced at Mu Jialan.

Obviously Princess Clara has already danced with him, and it seems that she has a good impression of him.But the appearance of this slave interrupted his heroic rescue plan, and even made Clara pay more attention to him.

"Xinghe, thank you for your guard." Clara walked in front of Feng Xinghe, smiled and took off a purple gold gemstone ring on her finger, "This is my thank you for saving his life, I hope you will not refuse .”

Feng Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Mu Jialan from the corner of his eyes, with a smile that was not a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Since it is a generous reward from the princess, why don't you come and follow it?"

Mu Jialan nodded slightly, and half-kneeled on the ground to accept the ring. The image of a loyal and honest slave is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"I really envy you, having such a powerful guard." Clara glanced at Mu Jialan's handsome side face, and looked at Feng Xinghe half-jokingly, "I don't know if I can buy him with [-] gold coins?"

"One hundred thousand gold coins?" Feng Xinghe casually raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his fingers and frivolously raised Mu Jialan's jaw and looked around, "His Royal Highness thinks too highly of this slave."

"So, what do you mean?" Seeing Feng Xinghe's attitude, Princess Clara knew that this was impossible, so she followed his words and asked.

"I still have many slaves like this. If the princess likes it, I will choose a better one for you." Feng Xinghe withdrew his hand and said with a faint smile.

"Thank you very much." Clara looked at Mu Jialan again, the smile on her face remained unchanged.

Such an accident happened, and the dinner party naturally ended hastily.