According to the original plan, once the seven-day intensive training is over, there will be two days of rest and repair, and then they will gather together and head to the venue of the competition.
As soon as the instructors announced their disbandment, the military caps of the fifty-one people were immediately thrown into the sky.
"This fucking day is finally over." The giggling voices could not hide their excitement. Some people had even started to make appointments together, planning to go to the bar for a round of drinks later to celebrate that this hard training day was finally over.
During the training period, Kings Camp, Wellington, Laura, the deputy squad leader, and others, because of their good results and their ability to take care of others, were quite popular, so they were immediately attracted. On the other hand, when everyone looks at Leng Yiyao, the trainees at the same time can't help but call "big boss", but go drinking with her
Thinking of her insanely cool and explosive attack power, as well as the whole night and morning of her mysterious disappearance.
Dragging the "big guy" along to fool around
Shivering…. Don't dare to move, don't dare to move...
Leng Yiyao tucked a piece of green hair behind her ear and didn't notice the strange expressions of the others around her at all.
Although she will not be exhausted by these seven days of training, except for the food that she is satisfied with, the rest has nothing to do with leisure and comfort.
So, as soon as she turned around, she jumped directly into the special car sent by Hemo, dove into the bed of the Marshal's Mansion, and slept soundly.
When I woke up again, it was already evening.
She rubbed her shoulders. She was a little uncomfortable with sleeping so full all of a sudden. After taking a dip in the hot spring, getting dressed, and walking to the front hall, I found Hemo already standing at the door, looking over with a smile. "Have you slept all day? Do you have a headache?"
As he spoke, his hands came to her temples and massaged her gently.
Leng Yiyao closed her eyes comfortably and hummed twice: "It's okay, just a little dizzy."
Since that real-life fight with a death row prisoner, she has strived to be the best in every training session.
Establish FLAG
Not afraid at all. It's like pressing down countless mountains in front of all the trainees, allowing everyone to truly understand what the gap is. Therefore, in just one week, her strength was completely engraved in everyone's mind. Doing this will not only give everyone a subconscious sense of belief in her, but most importantly, no matter what happens in the future, all trainees will subconsciously look to her.
Since Hemer is cultivating this group of people as potential stocks of the special forces, starting to cultivate them first will definitely be of great benefit to her future development in the military world.
"I heard from people below that you didn't even come down for lunch. Are you hungry?" Hemo dotingly pulled her to sit on the sofa, patted his legs, and Leng Yiyao consciously rested her head on his lap. He raised his head lazily and yawned comfortably.
"I didn't feel it when I first woke up, but now I really feel a little bit." When she was soaking in the hot spring, her stomach was growling, but now that he was pressing it so comfortably, she didn't want to move.
Hemo discovered that Leng Yiyao was an absolute believer in life. When she is not familiar with people, she will always be indifferent and "reject others thousands of miles away", but once she is designated as one of her own, her unconscious coquettishness, laziness, and charm will be revealed. Just like now, she was just wearing a bathrobe and pillowed in front of his knees. The neckline sank unconsciously, revealing the most beautiful part of her body.
Compared with before, the skin seems to be tanned a lot, but it is only a wheat color. Together with his massaging hands, there was a wonderful sense of fusion.
The blush on his face seemed to be a remnant of the hot spring. At this moment, his eyes were squinting lazily, and his eyelashes were like two brushes, shaking slightly in front of him, as if they were passing through his heart.
I just feel an uncontrollable impulse.
He couldn't bear it, leaned forward and kissed her lips.
It's incredibly sweet and even has a little bit of heat.
Those watery eyes opened instantly, as if she didn't expect that he would come to "surprise". However, after seeing the deep look in his eyes, she slowly closed her eyes, stretched out her right hand, and gently placed it on his neck. Then, she slowly stroked his hard shoulders and neck, and responded to him slowly.
Beautiful scenery on a good day, in front of flowers and under the moon….
Yunshuai's Mansion, which has always been cold and hard-working, seems to have suddenly gained an indescribable tenderness and comfort due to the return of a certain "mistress"...
While waiting for dinner, the two of them were almost in the rhythm of "eating a round of appetizers."
The chef was already an experienced chef. From a distance, he saw the corners of Leng Yiyao's lips showing a bit of redness and swelling under the light. He immediately looked away, exhaled slowly, and then carefully served the dinner.
Lively colors and aromas are right in front of you, and delicious food is at your fingertips.
The two finally got interested in chatting.
"You slept all day today, and there is only one day left before the competition. What are you going to do tomorrow?" Hemo cut the steak on the plate into cubes with his own hands and handed it to Leng Yiyao for her convenience. Direct entrance.
Leng Yiyao tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Go and meet M." She had made an appointment with M before that he would also go to this competition.
Hemo thought of the man with silver hair and silver eyes. He paused with his fingertips for a moment and then looked up at her: "Lu Chen and M appeared together at the same time, are you sure?" M is the illegitimate son of the old emperor. Speaking of which, everyone in the outside world thought that the old emperor had always been biased towards Lu Chen, and even a prince like Lu Ming didn't bother to take a look. But what's the reality? Lu Chen was just taking the blame for M.
To be honest, the old emperor regarded Lu Chen as a target and protected M sincerely.
Although the throne was passed down to Lu Chen personally, in his heart, all the true fatherly love was given to M.
Of these two people, one won the throne that was most favored by the royal family, and the other won the most untouchable father-son relationship in the imperial power. Two people, both deprived of the most valuable thing in their bodies, stay in the same delegation
Are you going to blow it up for him then
Leng Yiyao took a sip of red wine and shook her head indifferently: "That's their housework and has nothing to do with me. Besides, we will encounter it sooner or later. Can hiding solve the problem?"
Hemo was speechless for two seconds after hearing her words.
He said it as if it had nothing to do with her.
Obviously, those two people are all her uncles. One of them was still looking at him with eager eyes and had not completely let go of his thoughts. As for the other one, he seems cold-hearted, but in fact, his inner power and means are definitely beyond the reach of others...
Compared with Lu Chen, that M was the one who really attracted his attention.
"You seem to be more loyal to M, just because he helped you in the cafe at the beginning?" It makes sense to say that it is because of his appearance. After all, every member of the Ice Territory clan looked like they would bring disaster to the country and the people. What's more, M is also the young master of the Ice Domain clan. In terms of appearance, it really makes people speechless. But if Leng Yiyao was really just a mere appearance association, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths when he approached her.
"That's just one of them." Leng Yiyao supported her chin and put another piece of beef into her mouth. Letting the tender and juicy taste spread in her mouth, she said slowly: "On the other hand, because of getting along with him, There is no need to be on guard. Besides, he doesn’t like the royal family at all. The reason why we get along is more because we have similar temperaments.”
Although a bit cruel, compared with M, Lu Chen is indeed a bit unattractive. Whether it's the way to control people or their character, the difference between the two is really huge. After all, the trajectory of growth is different. Adversity helps to mature quickly, not to mention that M-day capital is extraordinary.
As for Lu Chen, even though he has grown like crazy since he succeeded to the throne, innately, he started too far behind M. It will take at least several years to catch up.
Humer curled his lips and said to be honest, if he hadn't known that M and her were related by blood, he would probably have listed M as his number one love rival. But now...
A generous man will never restrict the freedom of the woman he loves in front of her.
In order to infinitely improve his score in her heart, Hemo thought he was very considerate and said: "I will arrange for someone to send you off tomorrow."
Leng Yiyao had long been accustomed to his jealous rhythm. When she heard his "intimate" arrangement, she did not refuse. She nodded with a serious face, but she almost rolled with laughter in her heart.
It's a bit cute to see a man with a stoic look on his face, pretending to be grand.
Hemo didn't see the smile on Leng Yiyao's face as she lowered her eyes. So, the next day, when Leng Yiyao's driver was appointed, he naturally chose Zhai Mu. After all, Zhai Mu was basically responsible for picking up and dropping off Leng Yiyao when she first came to the imperial capital.
Zhai Mu stood at the door and his eyes flashed slightly when he saw Hemo holding Leng Yiyao's hand and walking out of the Marshal's Mansion together.
Today, Leng Yiyao is wearing a long dress, smoky gray, which is not a high-profile color, but it suits her face that always looks good with heavy makeup and light makeup.
She has long hair hanging behind her back and wears a black coat on her upper body. It is extremely simple and paired with a long skirt, but it has a feminine side and a military handsomeness.
In the blink of an eye, it seemed that it had been almost half a year since she came to the imperial capital...
Zhai Mu didn't know why, but this idea came to his mind.
Before she had time to think about it, Leng Yiyao had already gotten into the car. Helmer glanced at him gently and said only: "Be safe."
"Snapped"-
Zhai Mu put his feet together and performed a well-trained military salute. Seeing that Hemo had no other instructions, he immediately got in the car and drove to the city center as Leng Yiyao asked.
There was no music on in the car and it was very quiet. Leng Yiyao leaned on the back seat of the car and closed her eyes to rest. When she reached the downtown area, she suddenly spoke: "What do you think of this competition?"
"The commotion on the border is getting louder and louder," Zhai Mu did not answer directly, but mentioned the current situation, "Other neighboring countries are ready to move, and this competition may be a puddle of muddy water. I went mainly because Check out the situation in each country just in case.”
In order to reserve talents, the empire will try its best to select young people in this selection. Basically, they are all "new recruits" who have never been on the battlefield. But the Alliance will not make such plans.
Since the purpose is to find out the direction of the empire and Duolin Kingdom, naturally all the best will come out! Gather as much intelligence as possible in order to choose a stance between the two countries.
The meaning of the marshal is naturally that "the old lead the new" in the delegation. If newcomers want to grow up, it is natural to give them opportunities to experience, but old people who are familiar with war are also indispensable. In this way, they are prepared with both hands.
Leng Yiyao was quiet for a while before continuing: "Do you know who is the leader of the empire's delegation this time?"
When they left the training camp, the candidate had not yet been decided. The instructors only told them that they would know when they gathered after training. However, judging from Zhai Mu's situation, the candidate was probably close to ten.
"The military decided on a candidate last night. The team leader is Chen Fenghe." Zhai Mu glanced at the rearview mirror without any trace, but there was no trace of Leng Yiyao's emotion on her expressionless face. After a long time, his eyes deepened, he smiled softly and turned away.
Leng Yiyao understood and didn't look too surprised.
After all, as the person in charge of the training, Chen Fenghe was the general who was most familiar with their group. Besides, since she agreed to Chen Zhifan to participate in this competition as her personal guard, why would Chen Fenghe be absent
During the seemingly casual chat between the two, Leng Yiyao almost grasped all the military arrangements in this delegation.
While he was satisfied, he looked at Zhai Mu with a bit of surprise unknowingly.
Considering his position, this man's grasp of core intelligence and the situation in surrounding countries is truly astonishing. In his opinion, in less than half a year since she came to the imperial capital, she has transformed from a wealthy businesswoman to a military cadet, and even a leader among the trainees this time. The change is really huge. But in her eyes, he wasn't.
Back in D City, he was just an ordinary officer in the local military circles. Now, not only does he have the favor of Hemo, but he also knows important information about the imperial capital's military circles.
"We're here." Just as Leng Yiyao was thinking deeply, Zhai Mu's voice suddenly came from the front.
When she looked up, she saw a beautifully decorated cafe.
The strong aroma of bread and the slightly bitter smell of coffee are mixed together and waft out from inside, instantly making people feel lazy and relaxed.
She nodded, stepped out of the car, and sure enough, she saw a familiar figure sitting by the window of the cafe, smiling at her.
A familiar person and a familiar smell, just like the aroma of coffee beans that filled his body when we first met. This time, M was wearing a baseball cap and a comfortable and casual outfit, leaning against the window. She looks like the most exquisite male model on the cover of a magazine.
She pushed open the glass door of the cafe and walked towards him.
The waiters in the cafe unconsciously started to pay attention in their direction.
M's gaze was fixed on her. He hadn't seen her for only a week. When he saw her increasingly delicate jaw, he couldn't help but feel slightly lost in thought. The girl's rounded curves seemed to have faded a lot. What's left is the increasingly delicate skin and the astonishing beauty between the eyebrows. But as soon as he said it, he said: "Why are there so many blackmails?"
Leng Yiyao waved her hands speechlessly. Although it is a landlocked desert country, the little girls of the empire have always regarded white as their beauty. When he opened his mouth, he asked her why she turned black. Fortunately, she had a good psychological quality. Otherwise, if she were an ordinary little girl, Jubi's face would immediately turn black. "The wind and sun are blowing in the rainforest. I trained for a whole week before being released. How can it not be dark?"
In fact, black is only compared to her previous fairness. Standing next to ordinary people, she is still a fairer color. When M heard her teasing like this, he knew that the military world should be doing assault training. However, sometimes he really couldn't understand what the marshal was thinking. It's too late to hide someone like Leng Yiyao in the heart. It's only a matter of time before she is included in the delegation and shines in the competition. With that dear friend's jealous character, wouldn't he be afraid that it would be counterproductive
Don’t let the whole world worry about your sweetheart...
This kind of thing is exciting enough if you think about it.
"What are you thinking about? Are you so lost in thought?" Leng Yiyao called the waiter and ordered her own coffee and meals. When she turned around, she saw M's thoughtful expression and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
"It's okay." M blinked, and a strange smile appeared on his face with dark glasses, but he changed the topic: "I heard that the eldest princess went to find you several times, but she always hit a wall. ?”
Leng Yiyao did not ask where his source of information came from. After all, there was a disturbance in the palace, and his speed of getting information was not inferior to that of the emperor Lu Chen. On the contrary, I didn't expect him to care about this issue: "I'm not familiar with her."
Five words easily defined her attitude.
Unfamiliar, it’s true. After all, I can count the number of times I have seen this "mother" since I was a child.
But M understood the meaning of her words better. She was not prepared to become "acquainted" with this "noble" mother.
"That's right." M took a sip of coffee, lowered his eyes, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes. The words in his mouth were harsh and straightforward: "The royal family is just a puddle of mud. There is no way to support the wall, so why bother to have anything to do with them."
What he couldn't understand the most was his mother's uncontrollable affection for his father. For this, not only did she sacrifice her own life, but she almost overturned the future of the entire clan. Being born into a royal family never brought him glory.
On the contrary, suspicions, frame-ups, poisonings, and conspiracies emerged one after another. In his heart, this is the dirtiest and ugliest family in the world.
After all, the eldest princess went to Leng Yiyao because she had recovered her memory and wanted to make up for the debt she had owed to her biological daughter for so many years. Is it because she has the blood of Duolin Kingdom in her body that she wants to take the opportunity to learn about the military deployment through Leng Yiyao? No one can tell except herself.
"Don't talk about those annoying things." Leng Yiyao smiled. The blood relationship was a problem left over from the original body, so she didn't take it to heart at all. "I'm here mainly to talk to you about the competition. The meeting time is tomorrow. All the delegation members will gather at the pier and go there by boat..."
Leng Yiyao went through the subsequent arrangements one by one. When it came to the members of this delegation, he realized in hindsight that most of them seemed to be acquaintances.
Chen Fenghe, Chen Zhifan, Laura, deputy squad leader, Kings Camp, Wellington, Zhai Mu, Frey, and even Lu Chen, plus M and herself, this directly accounts for eleven places . All in all, it was simply an upgraded version of the original "tour trip to Duolin Country".
"The competition lasts for five days. The Duolin Kingdom will never sit still and wait for death. It seems that once it is over, the war with the Duolin Kingdom will be completely clear." M tapped the table with his fingertips and drank half of the coffee. .
Leng Yiyao nodded. Even if the matter of the Alliance Nations Tournament is kept secret, Duolin Nation will still get wind of it. Just wait and see if they have the guts to come in directly.
"The competition was held in Murman. It seems that those old guys have a good plan in mind." M sneered, but the look in his eyes was cold.
Leng Yiyao remembered that Hemo had mentioned to her before why Baja and three other countries agreed to choose this North Sea island to host the competition. Because of historical reasons, it does not belong to any country and is deserted. For countries with evil intentions, the biggest worry is being attacked from both sides on other people's territory. Therefore, this island far away from the mainland is the best place for them.
However, from the look of M, it seems that Murman is not just that simple.
She looked at him suspiciously, and M drank the last sip of coffee: "On the surface, Murman is an undeveloped desert island, but in fact, it is an underground arena."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yiyao's expression changed slightly.
Judging from the history of this world, the arena should have been at least two hundred years ago. He didn't say that there were ruins of a gladiatorial arena, but said that it was an underground arena, which was obviously a black market-like existence. I'm afraid it's still in operation to this day.
How did he get the information that Helmer didn't even mention
M seemed to know what she wanted to ask. He glanced at the people coming and going outside the window, and the sarcasm on his lips became more and more obvious. But, apparently, he didn't want to tell her more now.
Leng Yiyao's mind flashed.
There was nothing unusual about Lu Chen. Obviously, the royal family did not know the weirdness of this Murman Island. Apart from the royal family, the most prominent force behind M...
Leng Yiyao suddenly remembered those lightning-fast figures under the lighthouse that night at the royal banquet.
The Ice Tribe, a clan that is said to be able to confuse people's hearts, what kind of secrets do they hide? Is there a secret connection with Murman's underground arena
These thoughts flashed through my mind.
Before she could think deeply, M had already stood up and waved casually towards her: "See you at the dock tomorrow."
Leng Yiyao held her forehead with one hand and picked up the coffee with the other, letting the fragrant and bitter taste melt between her lips and teeth for a long time before she curled up into a smile.
The next day, Imperial Harbor welcomed a group of guests with special status.
A warship is moored nearby.
Fifty-one trainees, dressed in imperial military uniforms, appeared uniformly at the dock. Hemer stood at the top of everyone's attention and gave the order to set off...