When Lu Chen was in His Majesty the Emperor's palace, Jins? Kemp's car was circling around in the direction where Leng Yiyao's SUV disappeared. Fifteen minutes passed, and everyone in the car looked heavier and heavier. No one dared to look back at Kings? Camp look.
Lost...
This kind of thing is simply unprecedented.
Mingmingjins? When Kemp got out of the car, he put a micro tracker on the car. Unexpectedly, there is no news now, as if it disappeared instantly on the satellite map.
"Ha ha ha ha ha… ."
His faint laughter suddenly sounded in the dull air, and then it slowly amplified, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting. He raised his head, leaned on the leather seat behind him, and waved his hand: "No need to look for it, go home."
The sensor tracker may have been left in someone else's car long ago, otherwise, there would be no trace of the SUV after following him for so long.
That man was indeed unusual.
It seems that although the clothes are low-key and the eldest prince Lu Chen remains humble in front of him, there is something deeper hidden behind that smiling and calm attitude.
But what made him even more curious was that this man was clearly driving for Leng Yiyao, but he smelled like a soldier. But if we say he is an officer, he also has a more complex temperament besides being a soldier, which is difficult to define and difficult to explain clearly.
Is it because Leng Yiyao herself is a mystery, or is it because everyone around her is shrouded in a veil of mystery
Looking at the silent Jin in the back seat? Kemp and the other people in the car looked calm. The driver turned the steering wheel and drove towards the main house of the Kings family.
The night was getting darker and darker. Leaving the downtown area and about an hour away from the center of the city, the car stopped in front of a building that looked like an ancient castle.
A group of men dressed in black quickly gathered around. When they opened the car door and saw Kings? Kemp was almost instantly startled at that moment.
"Master, you..." How could it be so injured
A crowd of people were waiting, staring at Jeans in stunned silence? Kemp was almost blinded by the bandages and casts on his body. Regardless of the reputation of Kings Group, what about Kings? With Kemp’s fighting skills, who can easily touch him
"Where is father?" Kings? Kemp just raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression unchanged at all, as if he had no feeling at all about the shock of the retainers.
"Sir, he's in the study." The man standing at the front quickly calmed down his expression and made a gesture. Then, everyone around him gave way to the main road in an instant, lowered his head, and returned to normal. However, their clenched fists revealed their current mood.
"I'm going to the study, no one needs to follow me." Kings? Kemp glanced around, casually put a coat behind him, and slowly walked into the castle-like main house...
This house has a long history. Like the surrounding trees, it has been standing here for hundreds of years.
It can be seen from the structural architecture that it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. When designing this place, a lot of thought was spent. There were countless skilled craftsmen. In the end, only a few people from the Kings Group Power Center were able to stay here. .
Now, the top person in charge of the entire Kings Group is sitting in the study, quietly watching a news interview on his tablet.
That was actually no longer news, but he saw that he was particularly focused on it.
The screen focused on the front of all the top military officials before the execution. Some frowned, some were desperate and empty, some were repentant and tragic. It was like a silent pantomime, condensing all the emotions in the world.
As the gunfire rang out, blood spread and there was silence...
"Bang" -
The door was pushed open instantly, Kings? Kemp stood at the door, looking quietly at the man behind the desk, slightly raising his eyebrows, and said respectfully: "Father."
The person on the chair looked away from the tablet and followed his voice. He was a man who was integrated with the night. Time had treated him particularly well. Although he was already middle-aged, there was not a single wrinkle on his face, only the calmness and tranquility that had settled down. When he saw the bandage on his son's body, there was no difference in his expression. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and showed an interesting smile: "Finally, someone can beat you until you are unable to fight back?"
Kings? Kemp licked his lips, and his eyes showed the excitement of a wolf. He was not angry at his father for adding insult to injury. On the contrary, the light in his eyes became clearer and clearer. "It's a woman."
"Oh?" Different from other people's preference for boys over girls, the man on the chair was in an increasingly strange mood. He put down the computer in his hand, stretched out his hand, and gave him a tick: "Come here, let me take a look."
Kings? Kemp smiled, walked to him, and untied the bandages on his wound one by one with his own hands. When he touched the severe wound, he pulled it off directly, as if he didn't feel the pain of the flesh and blood connection. His eyes fell directly on the bandage, as if he was recalling something, and his expression showed a hint of deep meaning.
When his upper body was completely naked and all the injuries were finally uncovered, Kings? Doyle lowered his eyes and took in everything.
"The fist is strong enough and the body is flexible enough. The key is..." He stood up and pressed the deepest wound on his son's waist: "She is very smart."
Looking at the wounds, you can tell that the opponent is not just a left-hander. He has flexible hands and feet and can attack from any angle and method. Over the years, his son had hired masters who were all experts in the industry, but none of them could inflict such a wound.
"How much did you hurt the other person?" Kings? Doyle smiled, now more interested in this question.
"I didn't even touch the corner of her clothes." Kings? Kemp looked back at his father jokingly, but there was no hint of joking in his eyes.
Kings? A look of shock finally appeared on Doyle's face: "Where did the other party come from?"
When did such a famous person come to the military academy? There are twenty-six people in the girls' class, but I haven't heard of anyone with such a level.
"Day student, the day student who was brought to the mixed class by General Lu Sen personally today. There was another person to send her all the way in the morning, but it's a pity... Hidden at the door, from beginning to end, without showing his face." When the principal opened the door, In an instant, he clearly saw the shadow of a man retreating to the side. Although he did not show his face from beginning to end, everything that happened in the classroom should be seen by the other party.
"That smiling tiger in your school is actually willing to be the introducer?" Jins? The expression on Doyle's face was calm, but he suddenly smiled.
"Is the other party a young girl? She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. She is not tall, but she is very good-looking." He thought he gave the only son a long look, then sat back in his seat and calmly said The tea cup on the table was handed over.
Kings? Kemp looked at his father's face, lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the picture on the table still showing the shooting scene, took the tea cup, and took a slow sip: "Do you know her?"
Kings? Doyle shook his head and smiled softly at him: "I don't know her. But... Now everyone in the imperial capital is frantically searching for news about her."
"What do you mean?" Kings? Kemp's heart moved, and his face showed a look of bewilderment.
"A few days ago, 'Shadow' received four identical commissions in one day, and the investigation targets were all the same person." He suddenly took out a photo from the drawer of his desk and handed it to him, "This person, Thinking about it, you should be familiar with it.”
It was a photo of her standing at the main intersection of Shengde High School. Countless people were surrounding her, but they seemed to be afraid of something and didn't dare to get close.
The most unattainable man in the empire was standing by the tree, walking towards her quietly.
Obviously, in the photo, the two of them are still some distance apart, but I don't know why, but there is a feeling that no one can get in.
The tight fit of tension made his expression slightly stiff, and his fingertips clasped on the photo paused there for a long time before returning to their natural state.
"She knows the marshal?" "Shadow", as its own secret agency, has been able to investigate anything to the end, whether in gray areas or other ways, for many years. Therefore, the price of the commission is astronomical. To be able to have so many people in the Imperial City submit investigation requests to "Shadow" at the same time, it can be seen that many people's eyes have fallen on her.
"This is what I care about most." Kings? Doyle took out the photo from his hand, a look of silence and profoundness on his face: "Judging from her background and life experience, there is absolutely no possibility of her being involved with the marshal." A businessman's daughter in D City grew up rebellious and was beaten by her own sister. The kind of person who was overwhelmed by the light, why did he meet Hemo for no reason and was constantly involved with the royal family? It had been a long time since he had encountered such a difficult mystery. And today, there is one more... .
How could she leave such serious injuries on his son...
"If I have the chance, I would like to meet this young girl." He smiled faintly, his expression returned to normal, but his eyes fell on the tablet computer with a cold look. It was obviously just the beginning for the marshal to stir up a bloody storm in the military world, but he had no idea what to do next. The Kings Group started with firearms and weapons, and it has gone through many winters and summers until now. In his opinion, the future development of the empire is becoming more and more interesting...
That night, no one who almost performed "Three Men in a Play" at the gate of the military academy fell asleep peacefully.
Lu Chen came out of the emperor's palace, and when he returned to his own palace, he had been arranging matters related to the masquerade. Jins? Kemp lay on the bed with a quiet expression while holding the photo, keeping his eyes open until dawn. After Zhai Mu sent Leng Yiyao back to the villa, he drove to a hidden bar alone and sat there until late at night...
However, all of this was beyond the scope of Leng Yiyao's concern. After she came out of the villa's gym, she took a comfortable bath in the bathroom, went to bed early and took a beauty sleep.
Early the next morning, I opened the curtains and was shocked by the autumn colors outside the window.
The autumn scenery in the imperial capital is different from other places.
The day before, the trees might have been full of green leaves, but in just one night, they had all turned golden.
This villa area was originally planted with tall trees, but in the center of the community there is a century-old ginkgo tree that is most eye-catching.
Under the autumn wind, the swaying ancient trees rustled down a piece of golden leaves, literally covering the ground with a layer of "golden armor". As far as the eye could see, it was full of grace and nobility, breathtaking beauty. It's like God's most elegant stroke, almost making people's whole bodies tremble.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Beside him, a man casually took off his hat and stared at the ancient tree quietly. All kinds of thoughts flashed through his eyes. In the end, he just smiled softly at Leng Yiyao and said slowly He slowly glanced at the look in his eyes: "The neighbor who just moved here?"
Leng Yiyao turned around and saw that the other person was about thirty years old, wearing black sportswear, which made his figure extremely tall. The complexion is even and the hands are strong and strong. There was an exercise ring tied to his arm. He must have just finished jogging and stopped to watch the scenery.
Since they are neighbors, I guess they are also the owners who live here.
She nodded and smiled softly, "I just came here not long ago. Hello, this is the first time we meet." She stretched out her hand and said hello in a friendly way.
It seemed that the other party rarely encountered such a happy-go-lucky attitude. He paused for a while before reaching out his hand: "Hello, I live in Building 21."
Leng Yiyao nodded, but did not reply with the same address accordingly. After all, the people in this villa area have a very special status, and everyone may know about Hemo's villa. "It's rare to see such a beautiful ginkgo." She raised her head and quietly admired it.
The man smiled and nodded, with a normal expression, "It's a pity that the leaves fall so fast, and the time for this kind of scenery is limited."
There is a new resident in the villa area, but the guards who come and go are silent. Many people have come to him to inquire about the news. When he saw it today, he seemed to realize something. He glanced sideways and turned to leave. Just as it appears, it is silent and silent.
Leng Yiyao only stared at the ginkgo tree, slightly lost in thought, as if she was unaware of everything going on around her.
Autumn has completely arrived, will the royal family welcome the golden autumn ceremony? Why, I always felt that there was something Lu Chen didn't tell her...
She spent almost half of the morning enjoying the scenery. When she returned to the villa, she was not in a hurry to go to the gym. Instead, she went to the study.
Hermer's study room had a wide collection of books with a wide range of contents. She looked up from the bookshelf and looked at it for a long time. Finally, she found a foreign book in the miscellaneous books column.
When I opened it, I saw that it was a classic. Because it was a translated version, there were notes and explanations beside it. To be honest, it is the best for her current foreign language level.
Taking the book outside, she made coffee and ate breakfast and lunch while digesting the contents of the book.
The foreign languages studied throughout the empire were mainly the universal lingua franca, and this foreign language had the most troublesome retroflex sound. No matter the pronunciation or grammar, it was completely different from her original world and had no similarity at all. In fact, to put it bluntly, the most difficult and easiest thing about language is context. As long as people stay in a language environment for a few months, they will quickly adapt. It's a pity that she doesn't have that much time to go to a neighboring country for vacation. Calculating the time, there are only a few days left before she returns to D City. For now, she can only start by following the Internet.
She casually clicked on the computer desktop, looked up introductory courses in related foreign languages, clicked in, and soon she was involved in basic conversations.
One day may be said to be very long, but said to be short, it only takes the blink of an eye.
When the sun set, she raised her head from the computer and stretched, then she felt very hungry.
I looked through the refrigerator and found that the food was almost gone. I took the key and went out to do some shopping.
It's still the main road, from the villa area to the supermarket, very close. She walked casually and melodiously, but she didn't expect that she would meet the same acquaintance in the same place so soon.
Chen Zhifan was picking vegetables with his head down. When he looked up, he saw Leng Yiyao unknowingly standing next to him. His face was startled and he almost took a step back.
Leng Yiyao touched her face. She only went to the military academy for two days. Is it so scary? Besides, she hasn't been out in the sun much in the past two days. She even took a look at her while taking a shower last night and found no change in her skin color.
"You buy groceries and cook them yourself?" Leng Yiyao lowered her head and glanced at the things he picked, including celery, eggplant, and passion fruit. Was this the rhythm of making dinner with her own hands
"What about you?" Chen Zhifan also glanced at her basket, but unfortunately, it was empty, with nothing in it.
Leng Yiyao shrugged her shoulders. As soon as she entered the supermarket, she saw him staring at the place and picking and choosing. She thought it was something, so she came over and took a look. Who knew that this man looked like he had nothing to do with Yang Chunsui? He looks quite like Chen Yaner, and even buys and cooks his own food. For Shengde High School, let alone the special class, she doubted that there would be another young master like him in the ordinary class.
"I'm so lucky to be here on the weekend, so I'll buy some on the way." The food cooked by his own chef is naturally delicious, but sometimes, he will also cook his own favorite colors. This was just like an extracurricular hobby, it was just an interest. However, he rarely told others. Unexpectedly, he would be bumped into by her.
However, she said that it was natural for her to appear in this supermarket since she lived in that villa area.
Chen Zhifan lowered his head and continued to choose vegetables. He spoke more naturally than last time: "What do you want to buy? Do you want my help?"
In his opinion, Leng Yiyao was alone. No matter how powerful she was, she was still an underage girl, so she would naturally feel lonely. Otherwise, she would not tolerate Liao Sijie's noisy character over and over again, and sometimes she would even condone it.
"For daily necessities, buy whatever you see." If the chef hadn't been staying at the Marshal's Mansion, she really wanted to bring him over. It's a pity that except for the days in the military academy, you have to do it yourself. Thinking of this, she sighed helplessly.
Chen Zhifan found it interesting and couldn't help but put the tomatoes she picked into her basket: "Eat more vegetables, it's good for your health."
Leng Yiyao found that this man was a bit mature despite his young age. He looked at the sky speechlessly and did not refuse the other party's kindness.
"Tomorrow is the time for school club activities. What class did you choose?" The two of them walked and chatted. Chen Zhifan mentioned a topic casually, and Leng Yiyao recalled it for a while before saying: "Epee and piano."
"Piano?" He paused, his eyes fell thoughtfully on her fingertips, and nodded: "Shengde's piano skills are indeed good." As for the epee, he didn't mention a word. After all, anyone who has seen her punch the bar through the stainless steel table already understands the lethality of this person. Anything related to sports is probably not a problem for her.
If you sit down to a level where strength and softness are combined, it is not a level that most people can achieve.
Traditionally, piano learning has to start from an early age, because the keyboard requires both hands to be controlled at the same time, and flexible fingertip movement is not something that a half-time monk can quickly master. This also leads to the fact that people who have contact with the piano take great care of their fingers and try their best to avoid any high-intensity exercise. But she was the opposite. I chose two extracurricular club activities that didn’t go together. What should I say? Is it because she is extremely confident in herself, or because she doesn't take club activities seriously
"Do you need me to help you carry it?" After paying the bill, the two of them were faced with a large bag of fruitful fruits.
He asked politely, leaning forward slightly.
Leng Yiyao smiled and did not refuse.
So, the two walked all the way back to the villa area and separated at the door.
When Chen Zhifan took a bag of things back to the door, the door suddenly opened.
The man in black sportswear followed the figure of Leng Yiyao not far away and his eyes narrowed slightly. After a long time, his eyes fell on Chen Zhifan in front of him: "Do you know her?"
"Huh? Uncle, who are you talking about?" Chen Zhifan put down his things and didn't react for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the man's eyes. He happened to see Leng Yiyao turning around in the shade of a tree, and the person had completely disappeared. . Turning back, he looked at the man's thoughtful expression and nodded: "A classmate in our class."
Special class
The man's expression showed a hint of deep thought. He did not speak, but picked up the bag that Chen Zhifan had placed on the ground and took it back to the house.
"I never heard you say that you still have classmates living here." The man's voice had a faint echo, which sounded nice. It was the kind of clear voice that was different from hoarse, making people feel like they were in front of the beautiful mountains and rivers.
"I also know that she lived here not long ago." If he hadn't met her by chance at the main intersection in front of the villa area last time, even he couldn't believe that she actually lived in this villa area.
"I'll go upstairs to check some information first, you can do it yourself." The man nodded and didn't ask any more questions. After all, his nephew's classmates were not on his radar. I was curious because when I met her under the ginkgo tree in the morning, I noticed a hint of coldness in her eyes.
While admiring the scenery, the coldness emanating from his whole body was so heavy that he rarely stopped.
It's just that at such a young age, with so many thoughts, it's really a pity that I don't know who the daughter of the family is...
Chen Zhifan blinked, almost thinking that he had just heard something. His uncle actually asked about other people's affairs. Was this his uncle who had always been taciturn
He sighed helplessly. This Leng Yiyao seemed to attract attention no matter where she was. However, what on earth was a person who only came to school four days a week doing for the rest of the time? She didn't seem to be interested in going to school, so why did she come to Shengde High School
In the same room, two people have different thoughts.
Early the next morning, Leng Yiyao changed into a pair of sneakers and carried her schoolbag directly, preparing to jog instead of morning exercises. Although the distance is quite close, it is better than nothing.
Who knows, as soon as he ran to the door of the villa area, he met Chen Zhifan standing on the roadside.
"Why haven't you left yet?" She looked at him strangely. The other person was holding a book casually and seemed to be passing the time. Could he be waiting for her
"I think I'm on my way, and I'm going to go with you." But after looking at the other person in sportswear, he shook his head helplessly: "You want to go for a morning jog?"
"Well," exercising physical fitness is not limited to military academies. Seizing every opportunity around you is the best time to recover your physical fitness as soon as possible: "What about you?"
Chen Zhifan pointed to the black car parked not far away: "I'll take the car."
"Okay, see you at school." She waved her hand, a smile flashed across her face, and left.
Chen Zhifan stretched out his hand, but before he touched the corner of her clothes, she had already left. Shaking his head helplessly, he dialed Liao Sijie's phone number: "Your goddess has already left. It seems that I can't have a chance encounter with you!"
"Ahhh!" Liao Sijie screamed wildly. She received a call last night and found out that Chenzhi Fanqi was extremely excited when she met Leng Yiyao. She even asked the servants at home to make the most delicious dessert early in the morning, just for the sake of it. I met Leng Yiyao by chance, but who knew I would pass by her: "Didn't I tell you that you must keep her? Why did you let the goddess go?"
Chen Zhifan pulled the phone away and kept it fifty centimeters away from her ears to avoid the magic sound piercing her ears: "She went for a morning run in the morning and didn't want to take a car."
"Then you can persuade me." Liao Sijie remembered that when sister Leng Yiyao came, the atmosphere between them was very strange. She also felt that Leng Yiyao's sister had been seen somewhere, so she went to check it out. Surprisingly, he discovered that this woman was quite famous. What a lady, how virtuous and dignified, what a superior IQ, ah, standing with Leng Yiyao, she has no caring feelings as a sister, how can she be worthy of being a goddess sister. She was worried that Leng Yiyao was in a bad mood, so she called her over the weekend, but it kept showing no answer. I was in a bad mood all weekend. When she received Chen Zhifan's call last night, she was so happy that she repeatedly asked him to be with Leng Yiyao this morning, so that she would not be lonely all the way. In her understanding, no matter how strong a person is in a foreign land, he will not be used to it.
Who knew, who knew Chen Zhifan was so useless!
"Forget it, forget it, I'll be at school soon anyway, I'll bring breakfast directly to class." Liao Sijie actually has a fiery personality, and her temper comes and goes quickly. She immediately hung up the phone and mentioned it directly. After breakfast, I got in the family car and drove towards school.
Chen Zhifan shook his head helplessly. This girl always thought about something. Why didn't she think about it? Since Leng Yiyao was running in the morning, she must have eaten before going out.
Rubbing his temples, he also got in the car.
Leng Yiyao was the teacher who arrived almost at the sound of the bell.
Walker's eyes followed her sportswear slightly, then turned his head as if nothing had happened, and continued towards everyone: "Due to seasonal changes, the afternoon class time has been moved forward twenty minutes. This week's extracurricular club activities will start in the afternoon. It starts at 4:30, don’t forget it.”
The students below responded in unison, all staring at Leng Yiyao, unable to turn around.
Because the people who can come to Shengde High School are all rich and noble, and everyone has a private car, so I have never seen anyone running to go to school. However, looking at Leng Yiyao's slightly floating chest, for some reason, they suddenly felt that running was also very attractive.
"Ahem! Where are you all looking? Didn't you hear in class?" The old physics man stood on the podium with a pointer and patted the podium hard. For a moment, everyone came to their senses and realized that Leng Yiyao had already settled down and Walker had left. The first class had officially begun. So, they quickly did it and restored their looks one by one.
The old man snorted coldly and looked at Leng Yiyao, but she lowered her head and leaned against the window with a look on her face that looked at him. Suddenly, my heart was shaking with anger!
"Leng Yiyao," seeing the old physics man turning around angrily and sketching on the electronic screen, Liao Sijie quickly whispered and leaned in Leng Yiyao's direction: "Leng Yiyao, I brought breakfast. you eat."
Someone who was just about to rest his mind slowly opened his eyes and stared at the folded bag that the other person stretched out for a moment before confirming that it was for her. But why give her breakfast at this hour
"Salmon floss sandwich is delicious." Her eyes were round and she grinned at Leng Yiyao. It was a very warm smile that seemed to reach straight to the heart.
She paused, then finally took it and said, "Thank you." She put it on the table but didn't eat it.
Although Liao Sijie felt a little pity, she felt that it was a great honor for the goddess to accept her breakfast, so she smiled even happier. When he turned his head, he saw the dark face of the old physics man. He was frightened and immediately picked up the book, fearing that he would be called out.
The old man hated it so much that his physics class was so charming, but it was not as good as a breakfast! Is this little girl blind
"Leng Yiyao!" He called to her: "Please answer the question on page 15."
There was a sudden silence in the classroom, and everyone turned to look over, thinking, is this physics teacher really determined to change his mind, and he still resorts to this trick
Unexpectedly, Leng Yiyao waved her hands with an indifferent expression: "I'm tired, I don't want to move."
Just these five words, just like sending something, I closed my eyes, leaned back to the window and closed my eyes to rest.
The person on the podium was left with his face turning blue and purple. It was unbearable to look at him!
"I..." The old man just started to speak, but who knew that Walker would leave and come back at this time: "Sorry to bother you."
While everyone was paying attention, Walker walked directly across the aisle and walked up to Leng Yiyao: "Come with me, someone is looking for you."
"Huh?" She raised her head, her cold eyes met Walker's eyes straightly. At that moment, there was no laziness at all, and that eye-catching gaze almost made Walker's heart skip a beat.
He resisted and finally managed to smile: "I will only delay you for five minutes."
Leng Yiyao followed his expression, glanced out the window, thoughtfully, then stood up and walked towards the door.
During this period, neither Leng Yiyao nor Walker looked at each other, but the old man standing at the podium was so angry that he almost had a heart attack: "Walker, you bastard, you are causing trouble in my class!"
With that said, he chased towards the door.
Oh My God!
Once the goddess came to class, it was really different!
This is much more exciting than previous classes!
The only people left in the class immediately stood up and rushed to the door to watch the show...