The two princes of the royal family were standing beside him, Lu Chen was standing closest to Leng Yiyao, a group of guards stood behind him, and the elites of the police station stood side by side. This kind of scene was comparable to a heavyweight anywhere.
However, Hemo seemed to be in a deserted place. The two of them stared at Leng Yiyao with a calm expression, as if they were whispering to her, almost whispering to each other.
Leng Yiyao looked straight at Hemo's face. His eyebrows were relaxed and his expression was calm. He gently placed his right hand in front of her eyes, as if he was waiting for her to reach out and hold it.
Hemo was wearing a military uniform. He had obviously just finished handling the matter and came directly to the police station to pick her up. Just, go home with him
Why were these four words so ambiguous when they came out of his mouth? so…. Captivating people's imagination
The expressions of the two Grand Dukes were as strange as they could be. It stands to reason that last night, until the end of the party, Helmer did not take off his mask. Although everyone tacitly understood it, no one revealed his identity. But today, when Hemo welcomed Leng Yiyao in person, he was simply declaring his sovereignty in front of them. I have never seen someone who protects his shortcomings, but I have never seen someone so domineering and declaring ownership with the utmost gentleness on his face!
Thinking of their master's iron-blooded skills in the military world, the expressions on the faces of the two Grand Dukes suddenly trembled slightly. The royal family is fighting within itself, but even His Majesty the Emperor himself doesn’t want to confront Hemmer, let alone they haven’t even obtained the throne yet
Although he was unwilling to admit it, as the number one person in the military, the other party was not at the same level of power as them.
Even the police officer standing aside had his expression brightened. Those protruding eyes made people suspect that he would lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground in the next moment.
In the entire audience, if the person with the ugliest expression was probably Lu Chen.
He stood there with an indifferent expression, without saying a word, but there was a flash of sadness in his eyes, and he just looked at Leng Yiyao's back quietly, as if everything else was not in his mind.
Leng Yiyao looked at the man in front of her and felt weird. Why does this person always fail to follow the routine
She subconsciously repeated two words, "Go home?" But she clearly didn't live in his "home".
"Your favorite seafood was prepared tonight." He tilted his head and smiled. Those handsome facial features, under the setting sun, are almost twice as lethal. Even the gods will be shaken in their hearts and unable to control themselves when they look at it.
This, this is a completely doting expression with no limits. When the always cold and ruthless marshal showed such an expression, let alone the opposite sex, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
Lu Chen's head guard and all his subordinates were even more stunned. Comparing the two, His Highness was simply blown away!
Although her elbows were turned out a little, I have to say that no woman would be able to resist the marshal's personal greeting.
Leng Yiyao discovered that when he was unfamiliar with Hemo, everyone thought he was in the clouds in the sky, elusive and without a trace. But when he got familiar with him, he realized that this man was completely a high-level black man!
Standing at the door of the police station, rejecting Hummer in front of the royal family
Isn't this obviously a slap in the face in front of the political circles and the royal family
Leng Yiyao glanced at the other person's smiling eyes and sighed helplessly, unable to bear the disappointed expression on his face.
Slowly, she stretched out her right hand and gently placed it on his palm.
At that moment, the palms of both people's hands shook slightly.
The next moment, her expression was slow, and she followed his guidance as she walked down the steps step by step.
It was clearly the entrance of the police station, a place where ordinary people would not want to stay, but these two people walked down one after another, attracting everyone's attention.
Frey stood at the door of the limousine, opened the back seat door, bowed and smiled at Leng Yiyao: "Miss Leng, please."
So, everyone watched helplessly as the dignified first general of the empire carefully blocked the edge of the car for her and personally helped her get into the car.
It was as if he was treating the porcelain doll in his heart, and he clearly didn't want the other person to be treated lightly.
After the cars drove away, everyone came back to their senses. Grand Duke Lu Yun immediately turned to look at his nephew, only to see that his face was dark and unclear, and he suddenly smiled strangely: "Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
If in normal times, if a dignified prince fell in love with a commoner, the other person would be grateful, but what about now? Competing with the marshal for the same woman? There was indeed something wrong with his nephew's brain.
"My uncle is not telling you, your vision does not match your identity." He smiled with a proud look on his face, as if he had finally found a breakthrough after suffering so many years of ill-humour at the hands of his brothers.
Look, the second brother who has always suppressed him is now lying on the bed silently. Lu Chen, who had always been respected as the first heir to the throne, did not even have the ability to fight against his love rival. What a joy! How hearty and hearty!
"Brother, please don't stab Lu Chen in the heart with a knife." Grand Duke Lu Chong smiled with an unpredictable expression. Although his words were meant to protect Lu Chen, the actual ridicule could be clearly heard by everyone.
The captain of the guard and a group of subordinates on Lu Chen's side almost burst out in anger, but Lu Chen turned around and suppressed them with a cold look.
"Whatever I think in my heart, I won't bother you two elders. I still have something to do, so I'll excuse you." He turned around and looked at the two uncles coldly, with a cold smile on his lips. Without hesitation, he directly Leave.
"Ha! Do you still think that you are the first heir? Who are you showing such a big deal to show!" Grand Duke Lu Yun stared at Lu Chen's back fiercely, sneered, and felt happy thinking about the news he just heard from the police! My second brother's illness seemed to be severe. He was lying on the bed without even moving. Lu Chen had been domineering in the imperial capital for so many years, and he wasn't used to it. If you really want to count, he was just a yellow-haired boy who had never seen a real bloody storm. Thinking of the arrangement he had made at the Royal Airport, he couldn't help but feel smug. So what if he killed his grandfather, so what if he broke up with his father in front of him, there was no way he could fight back!
Grand Duke Lu Chong glanced at his eldest brother and saw that his eldest brother's tail was almost raised to the sky. He couldn't help but lower his head and smile. The disgust and contempt in his eyes flashed away, and when he looked up again, his face was as clear as a breeze: "Brother, it's getting late, I'll leave first. In two days, I will set up a table in my house. Let your new sister-in-law toast you."
"New sister-in-law?" Grand Duke Lu Yun glanced at his third brother and couldn't help but frown, "You married another one?" Polygamy is very common in the empire, and there is no monogamy in the royal family. Say it. But my third brother is a bit too fancy. Every few days, you can hear that new enchanting beauties have entered the house. Now, it was a critical time to fight with his second brother. Why was he still so flirtatious
"Brother, you still don't know about me? That's just the way I am. No matter how many beauties I have in my family, there will never be too many beauties." Grand Duke Lu Chong shrugged, looking dandy and unrepentant.
Grand Duke Lu Yun felt angry when he saw him like this, he looked like a swinger who didn't hesitate to spend money!
However, when I think about it, the second brother's throne is already in jeopardy, and Lu Chen is untenable. Wouldn't it be just right for the third brother to continue to be ridiculous like this
He has been coveting the throne for so many years, he can no longer just watch it fall into the hands of others!
Thinking of this, he smiled gently and patted the other party on the shoulder: "You are not young anymore, and you are often a groom, so you are very lucky. Okay! In two days, I will go to your house to ask for a wedding wine. .”
The two brothers looked alike and helped each other down the steps.
A group of police elites were left standing there, dumbfounded. Everyone looked at the police officer in charge of the case, and for a moment, their expressions were a bit hard to describe.
This, this just happens one after another.
In the royal family, no one has a simple role.
At this time, Leng Yiyao, who was sitting in Hemo's car, lowered her head and glanced at Hemo, who was still holding her right hand tightly, and finally spoke: "What happened to you today? Suddenly in front of so many people Do you want to take me back to the Marshal's Mansion?"
Judging from their daily interactions, Leng Yiyao still had some idea of Hemo's true character. This man would never speak in such an irrefutable tone in front of her. What's more, in front of so many outsiders, they hinted in disguise that they were living together.
Helmer suddenly turned his head, aimed at her eyes, and looked at her deeply. "dislike?"
"Huh?" Leng Yiyao opened her mouth, a little confused. This is not a question of whether she likes it or not, right? However, looking at someone's persistent eyes, she was inevitably speechless, "I just think you are a little unusual today."
"More abnormal things are yet to come." Hemo had to admit that just now, when Leng Yiyao opened his mouth, he was actually a little nervous. He clearly knows that the other person has not fully accepted him yet, but sometimes, without even noticing it, she is not as repulsive as she was at the beginning. This small change makes him endure it sometimes. I can't help but suspect that the other party is also in love. However, he couldn't be completely sure yet.
Leng Yiyao discovered that there was something in his words.
"Something more abnormal? You mean, something big will happen tonight?" That's why he personally came to pick her up and pull her out of the muddy waters of the royal family
Hearing her words, Hemo was a little helpless. Is it intentional or really subconscious? Leng Yiyao is so emotionally slow, yet so sensitive in dealing with this kind of thing. For a moment, he grabbed her hand and put it to his lips. Unfortunately, looking at those delicate fingertips, I was reluctant to bite them no matter what, but I felt it was a pity to just let go, so I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss them gently.
Gentle breath falls on the fingertips, sensitive and fragile.
At that moment, Leng Yiyao finally understood what "ten fingers connecting hearts" meant!
She only felt the wet touch and warm breath winding along her fingertips, as if blending into bone and blood, flowing directly along the blood vessels to her chest.
So hot, so warm, and so caught off guard!
When she was astonished, Hemo slowly raised his head and reluctantly sucked her index finger. Finally, he was satisfied and said, "Let's take a look. I guess something will happen with the royal family tonight."
Leng Yiyao thought: I still care about what happens to the royal family tonight? This man has the air of a seasoned driver, he is clearly addicted to flirting!
Just when she was about to explode in her heart, Frey, who was in the front seat of the driver, raised the car's fender with great discernment. Suddenly, the front and rear seats were separated, and Leng Yiyao and Hemo instantly had complete control. Separate space.
This, what the hell is this person's expression that says "I won't peep, please feel free to do whatever you want"
Leng Yiyao realized that she had been worried about the royal family in the morning as if she was solving a suspense case. As soon as she got in the car, she immediately changed the channel and fell into the trap of the overbearing marshal.
The contrast between before and after is too great, so let her take it slow.
"What are you doing?" Seeing Leng Yiyao suddenly withdrawing his hand and pressing it directly between his eyebrows, Hemo looked at his empty hand and couldn't help raising his eyebrows in question.
"I want to be quiet." She replied casually, feeling that her brain cells were too dead today and she couldn't keep up with this man's flirtation.
Unexpectedly, Hemo's expression suddenly darkened, and the atmosphere in the back seat of the car suddenly froze.
Leng Yiyao felt fine at first, but then she felt a dark wind around her. Suddenly, she looked up at him strangely. What happened to this person today? The sky was clear and cloudy at one moment.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked subconsciously.
Hemo lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, his expression calm, but his eyes were full of waves: "I'm thinking, who is Jingjing?"
Leng Yiyao's expression choked up and her expression became condensed. Looking at someone's expression blankly, I almost covered my face.
This generation gap of rebirth in another world is really hard to describe...
When the car arrived at the Marshal's Mansion safely, Frey originally expected to see the Marshal helping Miss Leng out of the car with a happy face. However, when he opened the car door, he saw lightning and thunder!
To be honest, the contrast between before and after is too great. If you have low psychological endurance, you may not be able to stand the rhythm of this two-dimensional world of ice and fire.
His first reaction was to see Leng Yiyao's reaction, but he saw her with a sullen smile on her face, her eyes falling thoughtfully on the Marshal's face, but she didn't say anything.
Does this mean the marshal is going to suffer internal injuries
Frey lowered his head, feeling a little broken inside. No matter what others think, sometimes, he always feels that Miss Leng is just a natural black!
The marshal is very domineering and powerful in the military world, and he can see through everything at a glance, but in front of Miss Leng...
The principles and bottom lines are no longer what they used to be.
"What is that person muttering about there!" Hemo and Leng Yiyao had already crossed the steps of the Marshal's Mansion, and saw that Frey was still standing next to the car with a long sigh, with extremely complicated expressions.
Frei suddenly shuddered, raised his head immediately, and trotted to keep up, thinking in his heart that a man who falls in love cannot use common sense to judge.
Leng Yiyao glanced at the pair of high-ranking military officials and felt a bit unbearable to look at them. Anyway, Hemer has said everything he should and should not say in front of the royal family, and everything he does now will be engraved with the words of his sovereignty. Now that you're here, let's enjoy it however we want.
"Didn't you say that dinner has been prepared?" The voice was completely different from the complicated and helpless tone just now, as if he had suddenly changed into a good mood, completely forgetting all the problems and ignoring them.
Hearing her mention the food, Hemo lowered his head and couldn't help but look at her helplessly. It seemed that every time she came to his place, only eating could impress her, and he couldn't help but think about whether he should learn another craft.
"The chef is ready and ready to serve at any time." Frey used the internal line to contact the restaurant and made sure that the fat chef had cooked all the seafood. The only thing left was for the master to summon him.
"Okay." Leng Yiyao waved her hand and walked directly to the restaurant in a familiar way.
As soon as we entered the door, sure enough, the aroma of seafood dinner hit our face.
Leng Yiyao took a look and saw that it was a giant lobster with a length of 60 centimeters. The whole thing was placed in front of the table. The red color made people appetite just by looking at it.
The fat chef still had a naive smile on his face and bowed to the marshal and Leng Yiyao, "What we are preparing today is cream cheese baked lobster, and the wine pairing is the white wine that was just brought in as tribute." After that, he raised a bottle of just now. Open the bottle of white wine and pour it carefully into the glass.
The light was overflowing and the fragrance was fragrant. Leng Yiyao closed her eyes at this moment and felt that all her troubles seemed far away from her.
The sunset on the horizon has been completely dyed red, making it look dignified and charming.
In the room, she and he sat opposite each other, raising glasses and chatting. The topics were random and covered everything. It was clearly an impromptu dinner. The guards officers outside looked at it and felt that no one had ever sat with the marshal in such a harmonious and warm atmosphere.
"Frey, to be honest, I have never seen our marshal show such a warm smile." The guard officer who spoke was the one who accompanied Leng Yiyao back to D City last time. I don't know why, but in the distance, Seeing those two people eating and chatting quietly, I felt so warm in my heart. It seems that as time goes by, Leng Yiyao becomes more and more indispensable in this marshal's mansion that is entirely male-only.
After hearing what he said, Frey couldn't help but smile. The entire Marshal's Mansion was clearly the same as before, with iron walls and all the personnel in order. However, with Leng Yiyao's entry and exit, something seemed to be different. Standing in the distance, watching the two days of chatting, he couldn't help but think that there was probably no other woman who could show such an unconcerned look in front of the marshal, and no one could put all the things together like her. The secular world looks down at its feet and does as it pleases. "I sometimes feel that the Marshal's trip to City D was deliberately arranged by God."
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the guard officer. Frey, who had always believed in "I have no control over my fate", would actually say such a thing, but in retrospect, this was indeed the feeling. From far and wide, two people who were originally incompatible with each other turned out to be involved together because of that trip. The marshal, who had never been polite to the opposite sex, would repeatedly make exceptions for a girl who was still in high school. This was fate...
"It's just..." The guard officer scratched his hair and couldn't help but sigh: "The peach blossoms around Miss Leng seem to be a bit lush."
It’s really amazing and lush!
He had never seen so many top figures in the empire surrounding an underage girl at the same time.
Let’s not mention the royal family’s Lu Chen for the time being. Yun Lai of the Shengde Group, Kings Camp, the heir to the empire’s arsenal, and the gambling king Siller, who is on the edge of gray, all of them are not shaking their feet and becoming the capital of the empire. A person to be shocked by...
Although I believe that in the end it will be the marshal who brings the beauty home. But if you think about it carefully, some of the people surrounding Miss Leng are Miss Leng's classmates and have first-come-first-served advantage. Some of them are her childhood sweethearts who have known each other since childhood, and their parents are very understanding... The Marshal's love journey is a bit tortuous when you think about it.
The two passers-by were standing outside unknowingly, worrying about the two people eating inside. Leng Yiyao and Hemo had no idea that they had been gossiped about eight hundred times.
"Do you think the emperor is really so sick that he can't even get out of bed?" After finishing the main course, Leng Yiyao wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and looked at Hemo thoughtfully.
"Do you suspect that he is just faking it?" Hemo took a sip of wine and was not surprised that she would have such an idea. After all, it is indeed a bit strange that the man who was standing on the throne well last night became so sick in one day. but…
"This morning, I went to the emperor's palace. There were so many imperial doctors surrounding him. It's probably impossible to pretend to have such a complexion." The corners of the lips were dry and peeling, and the face was dull and pale. It was not easy to pretend, not to mention Still in front of so many imperial doctors, it's not like last night when there was only one doctor whom he trusted.
"Before, when the emperor was thanking guests behind closed doors, I asked Frey to visit him." He mentioned the original topic with a natural expression, recalled it slightly, and said with a calm expression: "I'm afraid that his health is really not well, so he planned this. Last night there was the murder of Captain Lu."
Leng Yiyao looked up at him, not surprised that he saw through the emperor's plot last night, but slightly surprised that he knew that there was something wrong with the emperor's body so early. She also thought that the imperial doctor was pretending to pass on the imperial edict. After all, now that the person is dead, it is impossible to figure out for a while whether the imperial doctor is a close associate of the emperor or a traitor. His death was so unclear. Was it the emperor's deliberate plan, or was it one of the two Grand Dukes who arranged the accident
According to Lu Chen's confession, he stayed in the emperor's palace from 11pm to morning. After drinking that cup of coffee at twelve o'clock, I fell asleep. Judging from the time of death of the imperial doctor, the other party died at one or two in the morning. So what happened between twelve o'clock and one or two o'clock? After all, he wouldn't have drowned himself.
Therefore, there is only one possibility. Someone has set an ambush in the secret passage in advance and took the imperial doctor's life!
"Dangdangdang-"
The bell suddenly struck six times, and the clock pointed to six o'clock in the evening. The sky outside has completely darkened. Leng Yiyao put away the expression on her face and shrugged casually, "I'm going to take a bath in the hot spring." She looked at someone with a pointed look, hoping that this time, someone wouldn't "accidentally" meet her at the same time. Bathing in the open air.
Hemo smiled and said matter-of-factly: "I'll ask someone to help you prepare a change of clothes." He never bothered to use the same method a second time. If possible, he hoped to be in a pool with her next time. As for tonight…
He curled his lips slightly, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes, fearing that the palace would not be peaceful.
Leng Yiyao glanced at him strangely. This person was so cooperative tonight, with a completely calm expression on his face. He was so noble and upright.
Turning around, not bothering to pay attention to what he was thinking, she put away the tableware with a natural expression and walked directly to the hot spring.
It had only been about a month since she arrived in the imperial capital, but she felt that she had become more and more aware of the layout of the Marshal's Mansion, and she later realized that it seemed that more than half of her life had been invaded by this person. Whether it's bad or not, I can't tell yet...
After taking a comfortable bath and returning to her exclusive guest room, she fell on the bed and slept until dawn without any burden.
Because I didn’t set an alarm clock at all, the first time I saw the clock when I woke up was already nine in the morning. She stretched, yawned, washed up leisurely and went to have breakfast.
Helmer was already standing at the door in casual home clothes, seeming to be waiting for her. Seeing her coming out wearing only a pair of slippers, a helpless smile flashed across her face.
He stretched out his right hand and waved to her: "Why are you just standing there, why don't you come over? Be careful of catching a cold."
Leng Yiyao didn't notice at all. She was looking at the other party's messy and slightly open neckline with some trance. She had actually seen Helmer wearing home clothes before. But today, the jet-black nightgown draped around him looked like the dark wind of abstinence. When paired with his face, it was just perfect!
She walked to him unknowingly, and before she could speak, the other man leaned over to her ear and sighed softly.
The warm breath suddenly reminded her of the warmth of his kiss on her fingertips yesterday, and even the gentle sucking at the end, the feeling was still lingering in her heart. At the same time, I heard him say with a leisurely expression: "Last night, Lu Chen was assassinated in his palace..."