Slender fingertips quickly slid across the phone screen, and the books she had just downloaded from the satellite computer were instantly packaged and put into a secret folder. The screen seemed to be running very fast under the light. Before Zhai Mu had time to look further, Leng Yiyao had already taken out the platinum door key card from her pocket. In less than a minute, she had no regrets. He was about to turn around and leave.
Looking at the dazzling collections and precious historical materials on the entire floor, Zhai Mu confirmed again in disbelief: "Just leaving like this? No more looking around?"
He pointed to the scimitar closest to the bookshelf on the east side: "This sword is one of the three most famous in the history of the empire. It is said to be the saber used by the founding monarch."
Leng Yiyao looked at his fingertips, and sure enough, she saw a jeweled scimitar. It is covered with vacuum bullet-proof glass and is surrounded by electronic infrared rays. Typically, it can only be viewed from a distance but not close. However, the blade was vaguely glowing with red blood. Even though it had experienced too much time and excitement, it still could not conceal its original evil aura and cold strength.
Weapons often depend on the ability of the user. From a distance, the knife looked like a thing made of gems, but the cold and sharp aura seemed to be able to cut through the glass cover and chop down in the air.
Leng Yiyao looked at it with meaningful eyes for a while and had to sigh, "It is indeed a treasure." She is willing to spend time and energy only on things that interest her. After watching it for about ten minutes, Zhai Mu turned around and suddenly made another surprised sound: "This is an elk. It was extinct a few centuries ago. I didn't expect that a specimen would be collected here." Zhai Mu looked at it quietly. Looking at the elk that seemed ready to run away at any time, I hadn't seen its appearance for a long time since I saw this image in history class. Who would have thought that he would be able to watch it up close here.
Leng Yiyao glanced over, nodded, and put her phone back in her pocket, "If you don't leave, the school will close soon."
The things inside can't be found outside even with a lantern. After all, the treasures accumulated by the Shengde Group for centuries are definitely not something ordinary people have the luxury of seeing.
Zhai Mu didn't understand. Since she had already come in, she didn't want to stay for even a quarter of an hour. Was it a waste? Even though she was born into a wealthy family, he still found it a bit unbelievable that such a good opportunity was thrown away.
Leng Yiyao's eyes flickered from those treasures, and then she smiled slightly: "I can come back when I want to, it's not like I have no chance."
Zhai Mu was stunned and nodded subconsciously. When he came to his senses, he was already on the elevator.
The speed of the elevator was astonishing. Just when the lights were on, they sat against the westmost elevator. When they came down from the 100th floor, they had a panoramic view of the entire surrounding scenery of Shengde High School.
Slightly different from the bright lights of the "Star Tower", from here, you can clearly see the clear boundaries of the four urban districts of the imperial capital.
Although Shengde High School is very close to the city center, the surrounding buildings have limited heights. Except for this complex building that is particularly conspicuous, the rest of the place has distinct characteristics.
The city center is dominated by high-rise buildings. One skyscraper after another seems to trample the sky under its feet.
As for the two urban areas occupied by the royal family and the political circles respectively, one is dominated by antique and dignified buildings, and the other is dominated by grand and simple modern styles.
"It's still early..." Zhai Mu paused, actually planning to ask her, since she came out of the library so soon, why not go to the marshal now? After all, the time didn't take long.
But she leaned slightly sideways, looking far away, with a lazy expression, as if her whole mind was no longer here.
What on earth is she looking at
Following Leng Yiyao's gaze, Zhai Mu looked in the same direction.
I saw the last ray of the setting sun gradually sinking to the earth, and the dark starry sky slowly enveloped me, the stars were densely packed and dazzling.
Her side face gradually dimmed as the light in the distance dimmed, as if she had fallen into a secret realm that no one could reach. Although she was standing so close and so close, he couldn't detect any of her emotions.
Suddenly he remembered that cold night, when he stood outside the door and watched her fight to the death with the two strong men.
Fragile limbs and bloody wounds, it seemed that every time she took a breath, life passed faster, but her eyes were so sharp and deeply hidden. Her body was close in front of her, but her soul was Standing high above, looking down on all living beings.
This feeling… .
He had only felt it in one other person. And that person… .
He suddenly remembered the news that shocked the military world yesterday, and couldn't help but tighten his palms.
The marshal personally picked people up from school. This kind of thing was a myth that he would never dare to think about at the beginning, but when it came to her, he actually took it for granted.
Because these two people are so similar.
From the eyes to the soul, it seems as if they were carved out by the gods and carefully prepared for each other.
"Ding"-
There was a crisp sound, and the elevator door opened. She turned around and looked at Zhai Mu, who was in a daze. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smile: "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"
Zhai Mu suddenly came to his senses and saw her standing at the end of the lamp shadow and looking back.
At that moment, there were loud noises from students participating in club activities on the playground in the distance, but everything seemed to be slowed down deliberately, so slowly that he could clearly hear the sound of his own breathing slowly getting heavier. As if she suddenly fell into a layer of hallucination, the distant and elegant smile was removed from her face, replaced by a sweet and relaxed teasing, as if the relationship between them was not just a relationship of mutual use and back-and-forth, but But… .
"Miss Leng!" The illusion was like a hydrogen balloon, suddenly burst by this soft call.
Zhai Mu's face straightened and he looked behind her. Sure enough, he saw Frey running towards her in a hurry and calling out to her.
He lowered his eyes and suppressed all the emotions that almost surged out just now.
Leng Yiyao was slightly startled. She felt that Zhai Mu's expression was a bit strange in the alternation of light and shadow just now. But before she could take a closer look, the call from behind had already attracted her full attention.
Frey
Why is he here
"Miss Leng." From the time he received Zhai Mu's call to the time he rushed all the way here, it took less than twenty minutes. God knows, he almost drove all the way here. If it weren't for the special license plate, I'm afraid even Shengde You can't even get through the high school gate. Fortunately, she hasn't left yet.
"Do you have anything to do with me?" Leng Yiyao smiled softly, put the door key card in her pocket, and nodded towards him.
After taking five seconds to calm down his breathing, Frey raised his head and nodded slightly towards her: "The marshal said that tonight's banquet is very important. If you are free, you must attend."
When he said the word "must", he almost subconsciously emphasized the tone.
She didn't expect that Hemo would send someone to invite her again and again tonight. Just for one meal
"Do you know what kind of banquet?" She smiled slightly, but the look on her face was still soothing: "I just came to the imperial capital. I'm afraid I'm not suitable to attend the banquet. After all, it is too eye-catching."
A high school student was first approached by the first heir to the royal family in full public view, and then was taken back to the villa by the first general of the empire that same day...
Although she wanted to keep her ears clean and not be disturbed by others, this kind of opening was already too high. If it was reported that she was attending an important banquet as Hemo's female companion on the second day after transferring to another school, she would simply doubt that starting tomorrow, all the students of Shengde High School would not address her as "Miss Leng", but all teachers and students. You should bow down and pay homage.
"Marshal said," Frey's eyes flicked at the tips of Zhai Mu's hair, and then he emphasized emphatically: "It's just a private dinner and we don't entertain foreign guests. Please don't worry."
Foreign guests
Leng Yiyao chewed on these two words. For a moment, she almost wanted to ask Frey how their marshal distinguished between "inside" and "outside". She is clearly not yet a confidant. Is it really okay to bring her into his personal social circle
It's a pity that Frey and Zhai Mu have completely different positions. They tried their best to persuade her: "Miss Leng, don't have any worries. The dinner will be held at the Marshal's Mansion and there will be no extraneous complications."
He understood Leng Yiyao's concerns. As the saying goes, things must turn against each other. As a transfer student who just came from D City, having a backing like Marshal will certainly allow her to gain a foothold in a hierarchical place like Shengde, but too frequent interactions will also cause a lot of discussion. . Based on his understanding of her usual temperament, she was the one who hated being nabbed behind her back the most.
Leng Yiyao blinked and had to say that although Frey was not very old, it was no accident that he became a colonel at such a young age. The ability to observe words and emotions is as if melted into his bones and blood, and every move of others has obvious meaning in his eyes.
Since everything has been said for this reason, if you refuse any more, you will lose face. Leng Yiyao smiled, understanding the meaning of just enough. Since I can't shirk it, I just go with him. Anyway, the information has been downloaded to my mobile phone, and I can read it whenever I want.
"Then let's go." She smiled, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised as she smiled, as if there was an air of innocence.
Zhai Mu finally raised his head. At this moment, when he saw her profile, he couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Frey suddenly glanced at him, and their eyes met in the air. The next moment, they both turned around as if nothing had happened.
She just pretended that she didn't notice anything and followed Frey into the car.
The specially-made bulletproof heavy-duty vehicle was racing on the street, attracting probing eyes, but Frey was driving very fast, obviously used to such disturbances.
She sat in the back seat, quietly watching the fleeting scenery outside the window.
Soon, the lights of the Marshal's Mansion came into view. Frey got out of the car and opened the door for her himself. The guard at the door immediately raised his hand in salute and looked straight at him.
This was not the first time she came to the Marshal's Mansion, but Leng Yiyao could not help but be slightly in awe of the imposing manner of this mansion.
Like a male lion, lying quietly in the dark night, looking around the entire imperial capital with cold eyes, taking in all the ups and downs.
That man, even where he lives, makes people feel suffocated.
"Please come in." Seeing her standing there with a strange look in her eyes, Frey's eyes flickered, and he half-bent down, making a "please" gesture.
Unknowingly, since when, his courtesy towards her has become more and more profound.
Obviously, when they first met, he held a gun and pointed it at the neighbor in the house next door to her. When he saw her and Leng Yiyi appear, he could not hide the coldness and contempt in his eyes. But now….
She smiled inexplicably, suddenly a little curious as to who the guest Hemo invited tonight actually made him insist on calling her.
Stepping across the lawn, she walked along the main road of the Marshal's Mansion, and sure enough, she quickly reached the banquet hall.
This hall is rarely used on weekdays and is empty most of the time, but tonight, the bright crystal chandeliers light up one by one, illuminating the entire room brightly and dazzlingly.
"Coming?" A cold voice came from inside, and the two people sitting across from each other turned around at the same time. The one who spoke was naturally Helmer, and the one sitting opposite him...
Leng Yiyao is curious about who this strange face is
Suddenly, he heard the sound of Frey taking a breath in his ears.
When I turned around, I faced his adoring and envious face. For a moment, I couldn't help but be curious. Who on earth could make Hemo's personal guard show such an expression
Zhai Mu's eyes flashed, and it was obvious that, like her, there was surprise in his eyes.
Frey's lips moved. For a long time, as if forcing himself to calm down, he took a deep breath for a long time before lowering his head again. From beginning to end, there was not a single word.
Regarding Frey's performance, Hemo was noncommittal, but another gentle voice sounded faintly. Compared with Hemo, there was an air of peace in the spring breeze: "Presumably, this is Miss Leng."
She raised her head and looked at the man, but this time, she observed it very carefully.
The very straight-cut clothes outline his frame in an outstanding way. Even when he is sitting, his spine is straight and proud. Combined with Frey's shocked reaction just now, it seems that his status is extraordinary.
His hair was very soft, as if the tips of his hair were moved by the breeze. She once heard a saying that people with soft hair never have a bad temper and have a gentle personality. I don't know if he is like this too.
When this man spoke to her, he was relaxed and easy-going, not overbearing. At first glance, she felt that he was gentle, like a scholar in a book, gentle and gentle.
Unfortunately… .
Leng Yiyao sighed softly in her heart and glanced at his right eye.
The pearl was covered with dust, his left eye was clear and bright, but his right eye was like a fog with no focus.
Such a person is actually blind in one eye...
"Hello." She raised her head and smiled softly, looking directly at him without averting her gaze, as if she had no curiosity about him knowing her identity.
The other party was stunned for a moment, then turned around, met Hemo's calm lips, and suddenly smiled: "Sure enough, it's just like what you said." He's a character! It was no wonder that he traveled all the way back to China, and Hemo insisted on letting him come to see him.
"Come and sit, dinner will be served soon." However, Hemo did not pick up the topic, and just smiled faintly at Leng Yiyao. Her eyes briefly glanced at Zhai Mu behind her, and then she turned away without any fluctuation.
Zhai Mu's fingertips froze, knowing that he was not welcome tonight. Indeed, what Frey conveyed was the marshal's intention to invite Leng Yiyao, but he replied and refused. Although it was indeed Leng Yiyao's original intention, Frey brought the person back. Comparing the two, he It was indeed a bad day.
He glanced around and saw that there was no one else in the huge banquet hall except the man opposite the marshal, and he understood the true meaning of this private dinner.
Only one person was received, and apart from the man in front of him, the only invited guest was Leng Yiyao.
He turned back and looked at Frey, who had calmed down. At this moment, he turned around and retreated towards the door without realizing it. Knowing that he was not qualified to stay any longer, he simply put his legs together and bowed to retreat.
"Who is that person? He looks familiar." The man's voice sounded like fine ancient jade. In Leng Yiyao's words from his previous life, he sounded like the son of a rich man. Her appearance is natural and outstanding, but it just feels too thin.
"An officer just transferred from D City." Hemo smiled casually and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands. He turned his head and smiled lightly at Leng Yiyao: "I forgot to introduce you, this is Evans, you will Might see you again. He's the man in charge of 'White Ze'."
He seemed to say it casually, with a casual and light tone, but he revealed such important news!
White Pond
Such a gentle, even vaguely weak scholar-like man could be the person in charge of this northern military secret place
Even Leng Yiyao was shocked.
There is an ancient legend that there was a beast named Baize in the ancient times. His whole body is snow-white, he can speak human language, understand the emotions of all things, and know the ghosts and monsters in the world.
She suddenly remembered the origin of the name Bai Ze. I originally thought it was because of the legend of ancient mythical beasts, but I didn't expect that it was extremely appropriate when placed on the man in front of me.
"Hello, I'm Leng Yiyao." She blinked, walked to the chair next to the two of them and sat down, looking at Evans unblinkingly, obviously full of curiosity.
"I heard that some time ago, a woman entered Baize late at night. My first reaction was to see what kind of person could make the marshal break his principles. I didn't expect it to be a delicate and beautiful woman like you. Come on, let me toast you. .”
Just like Leng Yiyao's first impression of Evans was that of an almost weak and useless scholar. When Evans looked at her slender limbs, his first reaction was that with such a small body, the marshal actually wanted to Throwing her into a military academy was simply too merciless.
But, would the person Hemo invites as a guest be delicate and weak
The two people picked up the tea on the table, replaced the wine with tea, and touched it lightly. They smiled slightly, but their eyes were full of beauty and undercurrents.
Hemo sat aside and did not participate in it from beginning to end. However, when the tea in Leng Yiyao's cup was exhausted, he actually leaned forward and filled it with tea.
This time, it was Evans who looked surprised.
However, before he could recover, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open again, and with it came the fragrant aroma of delicious food.
The red spicy stir-fry, the beautiful blue fish in sour soup, the soft and chewy cheese pizza...
The table was suddenly filled with all kinds of delicacies.
Although Leng Yiyao had dined at the Marshal's Mansion for the second time, he could clearly tell by looking at the food that it was not cooked by the chef at the manor. When he raised his head and met Hemo's eyes, she didn't know why, but she always felt that something was a bit a bit strange. Something is wrong.
"What, no appetite?" The most famous chef in the empire was specially invited, just to see the pear dimples exposed by the raised corners of her mouth last time. Seeing that she didn't do anything, Hemo was surprised for a moment. Didn't she like it
"No. I just feel that there are so many dishes, there are too many for the three of us." She smiled, feeling that she might be too suspicious. How could Hemer invite his cronies and send them away casually? The chef must have put in a hundred and twenty percent of his efforts to make a table of dishes so complete.
She pulled out the cutlery and smiled at Evans.
Pre-dinner etiquette still needs to be paid attention to. The host treats guests with respect, and only when the other party moves the tableware, others should follow him.
When Evans saw her like this, his first reaction was that the other party was worried. Then, an idea came to his mind. This person must have been raised by aristocrats. After all, there are a lot of men in their military area, and most people rarely notice this detail.
The moment the fish in sour soup was imported, Leng Yiyao couldn't help but squint her eyes. The seasoning here was different from what she had tasted before. It didn't use pickled vegetables as raw materials, but lemon.
Lemon is a sour and refreshing ingredient, but I don't know what technique the chef used to prepare it, which completely eliminated the vague astringency inside, and paired it with the tenderness of the fish, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth.
She took another piece with satisfaction, without even knowing it, the expression on her face began to unfold unconsciously. Under the light, her face was rosy and white, giving off a touch of natural charm. It was a kind of innocence that she had never shown before, and it was as beautiful as a dream.
Evans stared for a moment, then turned his head and saw Hemo's eyes fixed on him. It was only for a moment, but the depth in his eyes...
For some reason, he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
"What's wrong? I heard that Shengde's food is not bad. Were you abused at school?" Hemo's chuckle came from her ears. Leng Yiyao put down the tableware and took a satisfied sip of juice. He couldn't help but shake his head: "It's not that I was abused. Even if Shengde's food is placed in the restaurant outside, it is still the best grade. However, compared with the meal you have tonight, it is still a little inferior."
Everyone says: There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts.
She used to think that things like food have always been idealistic. After all, everyone’s tastes and preferences are different. Who can ensure that a dish can win everyone's approval.
But this meal almost overturned her impression of imperial cuisine.
No matter which method is used, there is an unprecedented freshness. The taste is unique and bright.
As a foodie, she said that even if she had to take a detour to the Marshal's Mansion every day in the future, as long as she could have such a meal, she would still think it was worth it!
"If you like it, you can come here more often in the future." He slowly picked up the wine glass, nodded and chuckled, as if he said casually: "It's just me and Frey anyway, an extra set of tableware for you won't make any difference."
If it was just suspicion just now, this time, the smile in Evans's eyes was no longer doubtful and completely flashed. He looked steadily at Hemo, who spoke calmly, and couldn't help but lower his head and cough slightly.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Because Evans lowered his head, she didn't notice the smile in his eyes. She only thought that this man's body was too thin, or that he didn't pay attention to adding clothes because of the recent change of seasons. Got a cold
"No, it's okay." He waved his hands and shrugged his shoulders with a smile. To outsiders, it looked like he was trying his best not to cough.
Only Helmer gave him a cold look. In the blind corner of Leng Yiyao's sight, Hemo's eyes were clearly full of meaning. Evans turned his head, pursed his lips, and finally put on a good expression: "Miss Leng, could you please pour me a glass of hot water?"
There were only three people in the banquet hall. The chef and the others immediately stepped back after serving the dinner. Apart from her, how could it be possible for Hermo to do it himself
"Okay, just wait a moment." She responded, turned and walked towards the water bar, where there happened to be clean cups and a water dispenser.
Seeing that she was a little far away, Evans raised his head, met Hemo's eyes, shook his head again and again: "We haven't seen each other for so long, why are you like this?" It is really insidious to seduce other girls with delicious food. !
"You talk too much." He looked at the other person coldly, as if he didn't want to say more.
Seeing that he didn't refute, Evans became even more enthusiastic: "You said you kidnapped someone here just to have a meal? Is that interesting?" You also made him run so far and became his companion. Otherwise, he should be in his own yard now, leisurely doing whatever he wants. After all, after so many years abroad, he missed everything here so much.
Humor listened to his words and looked at the girl pouring water at the water bar with deep meaning. He thought to himself, this is interesting. He saw that she was obviously very shrewd and insisted on pretending to know what was going on. He found it particularly interesting.
"I heard that you took Sirius directly to the gate of her school yesterday? Sirius was quite happy to see her?" Facts have proved that no matter how frail and weak Evans looks, in essence, he is always a military leader. It's full of twists and turns. When it comes to talking, he is no different from an ordinary old man. Of course, if you ignore his inconvenient eye, it would be too inconsistent for a person like Yang Chunxue to say such a rough man's words.
"What do you want to say?" Helmer suddenly curled his lips and smiled, his eyes showing a warm spring light. He moved his eyes away from Leng Yiyao and looked at him intently for a moment.
Evans suddenly trembled. He originally wanted to say, "You are so overbearing. You are taking up all the private space of this little girl." But seeing his expression, he immediately changed his words: "No, I am." Just say it casually, just say it casually, don’t be angry.”
When Leng Yiyao came over with warm water, she saw Evans looking at Hemo with a very elegant face, and whispering something in his mouth, as if he was a doormat. of. Suddenly I felt that in this world, appearances and all that were just floating clouds, and indeed they were designed to deceive people.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of his eyes, would she help him pour water
"Ahem," she coughed deliberately and handed the water glass over. The next moment, I was shocked to find that Evans actually pulled out an oval-shaped box from his pocket, poured out five or six capsule-shaped medicines from it, raised his head, and swallowed it in one gulp. , slowly took the water glass in her hand and drank it slowly.
"Are you in poor health?" In her impression, only the terminally ill or elderly would take medicine like this. It was like swallowing rice. In the blink of an eye, those capsules were eaten directly.
"No, my body is not nutritionally balanced," he grinned, smiling at her matter-of-factly: "These are all vitamins."
Vitamins, sir!
So what does the expression on your face just now that you were in pain and swallowing medicine in despair mean
Leng Yiyao turned around and looked at Hemo steadily. Was he sure that he could trust "Bai Ze" to such a person
Hemo was obviously used to Evans' various styles. Seeing him like this, he was not angry. Instead, he looked at Leng Yiyao: "I remember that you seem to like desserts. Do you want the chef to bring some?"
He and Evans were both men and didn't like sweet things very much, so they asked her for advice.
Leng Yiyao's face trembled, and she was too lazy to care about Evans. She nodded quickly, but she didn't ask a single sentence when she spoke. How did he know she liked desserts
Helmer pressed the communication device on the table. When the chef at the other end of the kitchen heard that dessert was going to be added, the expression on his face almost exploded with happiness.
Marshal, are you quite satisfied with tonight's dinner
He had heard everyone say before that the marshal always kept a distance from the opposite sex, so there was never a creature of the opposite sex in the marshal's house, and even the pets were all male. Today, not only was he fortunate enough to be invited to cook food for the marshal, but most importantly, he also learned a shocking secret.
He lowered his head and looked at the list on the table. Everything revolved around one person's taste and was recorded in detail.
The head chef couldn't help but sigh. If the little girl just knew that all the dishes tonight were carefully developed based on her personal preferences, I don't know what kind of expression she would have...