Chapter 675: A priceless smile

The viewing cabin on the upper deck of the "Mirror Light" bridge has always been Henrietta's favorite place. He will think here, sleep here, meet guests here, and look up at the stars on the other shore.
Under normal circumstances, the viewing cabin will maintain low light. Henrietta is accustomed to such an environment, but today, the huge cabin is as bright as daylight, even with the light of "Khanos", "Khanoton" and "Khanoor". Are covered.
The maglev chair stopped next to a brazilian wood. He was holding the kettle with his withered hands. It ran into a line and fell on the wide blades. It fell to pieces, and some splashed on his delicately tailored robe. A little wet mark.
He looked calm, at least his expression was calm, at least the hand holding the kettle didn't shake.
Mellor knew he was not calm, he was just pretending to be calm.
"Didn't you say he is very smart? If he is so smart, how could he do such a dumb thing?"
Human beings are most easily shocked by two things, life and the stars.
It’s just that when human beings walked out of the earth, set foot in the forbidden zone of the gods, and even rushed out of the solar system to become a member of the cosmic civilization. Although there are still many unknowns in the starry sky, it is no longer mysterious. After watching more, it feels boring. Only some people seek peace. , Will stand in front of the window and look far away.
Mellor stood in front of the huge glass window, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the three brothers of "Khanos".
The light they emit is no longer dazzling after being diluted by the environmental regulation system.
The air is full of the smell of plants, and you can hear the green leaves breathing and the water droplets laughing.
Henrietta planted a lot of trees with ornamental value in the viewing cabin, which made it no longer monotonous, and more elegant and fresh. Sometimes after living on the ground for a long time, it is also a pleasure to move to the "Mirror Light" to stay for a while.
"Everyone has weaknesses. It's like you're not smart, I'm very old, and a little lame. Just like this brazilian tree, when I stayed with its brother, I was very thin, and when I decided to take care of it myself. The growth became Very gratifying. You see... it is now far more than those brothers."
Mellor turned around and looked at his brother who held the pot to water the tree and asked: "What do you mean by this?"
"Don't you see it?" Henrietta placed the kettle on a nearby stone platform, controlled the magnetic levitation chair to move forward to him, and whispered: "Someone has exposed his scar."
"If it was me, I would grit my teeth and hold back."
"Unfortunately you are not him..."
Mellor took a deep breath, frowned and asked, "That kid did something wrong for a moment. What shall we do? Gilcott and others are making a lot of trouble."
"Hey...he messed up all our arrangements."
Henrietta said: "It's a mess... It's a mess..."
Mellor was puzzled and looked at him suspiciously, but did not speak.
"Since the deployment made recently has been disrupted by him, it would be better to do nothing and say nothing." He said. Walking towards the corner tool rack: "I really want to know what he will do next, and whether he will do something more unexpected."
Mellor was a little angry at his casual attitude, and said angrily: "Know that he is a member of the Star Alliance. What should we do if we see the situation is not good and retreat? Doesn't it mean being betrayed by him."
"No." Henrietta picked up the melon shovel on the tool rack and walked to the corner stone platform, seeming to loosen the soil for those irises.
"I said. Everyone has weaknesses, and Tang Fang...not to be exception."
Mellor became more puzzled, as Henrietta had just said. It is speculated that someone took advantage of Tang Fang's weakness and set a trap to force him to get the bait, and now he repeats what it means to say that, people like him have not grasped his weakness.
Henrietta drifted away without turning around, but he seemed to see the surprise on Mellor's face. Calmly said: "A smart person does not necessarily do smart things, he is just a mortal. Very ordinary person."
"He has great strength, but he doesn't have a strong mind that matches his strength...I only recently wanted to understand this truth."
"But from his standpoint. I don't agree with what we politicians call a'strong mind' at all, so I said he is a very ordinary person."
"In other words, our so-called weakness seems to him more like a responsibility. For a man, responsibility is unavoidable."
"So, he won't run away."
"There is an old saying in Huaxia,'To save the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain', may be used to describe the dialogue between us."
Mellor was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Brother, please don't use Chinese indiscriminately until you know what you mean. That's really bad."
"Sorry." Henrietta said with a smile: "I will pay attention."
The stems and leaves of the iris flower were gently shaken by the melon shovel, sprinkled with fine pollen, and fell on the dark soil, which was amazing.
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It was night again in the Haar Palace, but there was no moonlight flooding, no star precipitation, quietly staying in the treetops, passing through the promenade coldly, beating the stone sculptures under the steps, and guards in single clothes on both sides.
"Dikaben" is still flashy and shining, telling the story of the city that never sleeps and the life of the people in the capital with starry neon.
Few people know that the long river that separates the king's power and Li Shu is like a sword that cuts through time and space at night. In front of it is a beautiful world with brilliant lights, and behind it is a prison of blood full of despair.
There are many people and many hearts imprisoned there.
The entire Hall of Palace is like a ghostly monster, sleeping quietly on the border of hell, smelling the smell of the world, smelling the breath of life. Countless little ghosts are holding lanterns made of human skin, standing behind its shoulders, using bewitching and deceiving, to lure those greedy and ignorant humans to cross the visible river, the invisible river of Styx and enter this area full of death and killing. The exotic.
It's still that palace, or those two people.
Drizzt stood in front of the door with his hands down, lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling to his feet.
His back was attached to the wall, and beside it was a slightly shaking window screen.
Compared to Yu Xuanang's guard outside the door, he was more like a ghost, or an old ghost with no popularity.
The women would not like him, nor would the generals. Only praise and will give favor and authority, because from a certain perspective, they are the same kind of people, they are very similar.
His Majesty the King sat on a high-back chair inlaid with pearls and gold in the middle of the hall, with his right hand supporting his cheek. The action looks casual, which means he is very happy.
Turamom's iron-hard face appeared on the opposite big screen, with a faint, mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
Of course, he was not mocking his elder brother, but someone in the Georgia star system.
Hymn Will asked: "How are you preparing?"
Turamon said: "Halvin Cassan is already doing pre-war preparations. The 1023 Fleet, 1027 Fleet, Black Iron Fleet, Jinpeng Fleet, Juventus Fleet have arrived at the'Augustus' naval port, Li Yun The fleet of the Duke and others is also gathering at the designated location."
Sange Will nodded and was satisfied with the progress: "The joint council will be held in the 7th, remember to participate."
"This isn't necessary..." The sneer at the corner of Turlamon's mouth was replaced by a wry smile: "You know I am not a fan of politics, especially listening to those old guys arguing. It affects my mood."
"It shouldn't be this time. He should know that there is no point in doing that."
He here is naturally Henrietta, the uncle of His Majesty the King, and his greatest political enemy.
Turamon had a puzzled expression on his face: "I'm curious how you did it."
The old-school forces have made a lot of small moves in the past few months, which can also be said to be arrangement. Even military generals like Tulamong have been alert to the last meeting. Sange Will only said that there was a way to persuade those on the wall, but in a few days. The lovely Captain Tang drove the biological warships to the door of Tripatti’s house and plowed his house with a nuclear bomb.
This scene was neither unexpected nor unexpected. What was unexpected was that Captain Tang destroyed the city wall by himself and pitted the old-school forces with his hands. Not surprisingly, it's because Sange Will vaccinated him in advance.
Hymn Will smiled slightly.
He is not a beauty, he can't be allure, let alone allure.
But such a smile is more valuable than any beauty. They are rare, because their faces are always expressionless. His Majesty, who was always a face, smiled.
At last a warm wind blew on his face that seemed to be frozen by the ice, although it was still cold. Finally, there is a touch of spring, or spring.
The cold winter is about to pass, the spring breeze will be all over the earth, and then the pattering spring rain, they all say they are expensive, but no matter how expensive, is more expensive than His Majesty’s smile?
Drizzt shook hands with his legs down, shaking slightly, as if being blown by the night wind that had slipped in through a window.
Even the gauze by the window moved more vigorously, as if singing congratulations, congratulating their king from waking up from a deep sleep.
"It's very simple. I just used the people I should use, made friends that I should make, and said what I should say."
Hymn Weir used three short sentences to form a long sentence, but they did not say it, because Turamon didn't understand it.
In fact, he knew that Turramon didn't understand, so he said that. The secret between him and Terro didn't want anyone to know, even his brother who relied heavily on it.
That's right, that matter... That conspiracy came from him, not Terrow. Including the other party disguising as the Supreme Council to approach Tripatti, it is also his proposition.
As the king of the entire country, as a character that can rival Henrietta, and as a figure who can bear the burden for more than 20 years, he is smarter and wiser than most politicians.
For so many years, Tripatti has kept his powers and veiled his time. He has concealed his disinterestedness with greed and beauty. He consciously did it perfectly, but he did not know that he had a pair of eyes hidden behind him, staring at his every move, every word and deed.
The "Void Ripper" does not roam around the void outside of "Georgia", but chooses the "Lelsey" deep sea, naturally to monitor the Tripatti and Singh families. Who do they monitor for? for myself? No, as a scientific research organization, there is absolutely no need for them to do so, and only His Majesty the King will care about the actions of Duke Tripati.
He is a veteran of the wall-riding faction, or a grand duke with 3 star systems and countless connections. Naturally, he should be more careful. It is best to tie a chain around his neck. In fact, the curse is also good.
God's armed forces can appear in "Aladel", can establish a foothold in "Gypsell", and can set up branches in "Khanos". How can they not visit the pier in advance?
Hymn Will has been suppressed by Henrietta for so many years and could not stand up. Naturally, he is happy to cooperate with God's armed forces to reverse the political situation, from a puppet monarch to a true ninety-five supreme.
The reason why the old-school forces have been losing ground in recent years. From the advantage to the balance of power, and from the balance of power to the slight disadvantage at present, God's armed forces are indispensable. It's like fooling Congreve to live in the "Ruerzan" research park for taboo research. They have gone deep into the kingdom's various noble territories. Use all kinds of obscure ways to erode the strength of the old-school forces and radiate the political influence of Hymn Will, so as to achieve the goal of win-win cooperation, such as the death of Congreve. On the surface, it seemed that it was aimed at Captain Tang, but it was actually a plot to kick off a political counterattack.
In all fairness. As a human emperor, he is already very qualified, even if he is not a wise man, he can still be resourceful. He had to be such a person because there was no way out. Because you can't help it.
Before Henrietta forced him, now he pushes Henrietta.
This is the ugliness of politics, and this is the helplessness of politicians.
Turlamon really didn't understand the answer of Sange Will, and he didn't want to go into it, because he just asked casually. Since the always wise brother chose to hide it, it means he doesn't need to know.
So he ended his doubts very wisely. Said: "Brother rest assured, I will attend the joint council on time."
Hymn Will nodded slightly: "The car is close to the cliff and it only takes one push."
This sentence is for Turlamon. Also tell yourself.
"Brother, it's late at night, please rest earlier."
His Majesty looked at his brother on the other side of the display: "Heloise is back, don't you go and see her?"
"Heroes is back?" Turramon smiled.
Unlike the sarcasm at the beginning, it was not the comforting smile just now, but a doting smile.
"Please tell her. I will visit her as soon as I finish the work at hand."
"it is good."
Change Will disconnected from his brother and stepped out of the high chair. Walk in the direction of the temple gate.
There was a rustling sound from the leather boots stepping on the carpet, even in his bedroom. He is still accustomed to wearing tight-fitting clothes because it will bring a sense of security.
Although he is the emperor of the world and the supreme of the country, looking up at the vast starry sky, there is no real peace of mind.
He opened the door and walked along the promenade. Two guards followed closely, always keeping a distance.
The inky black coating of Shengjiao Army-class power armor reflects the cold light, and neither the night nor the light can change the heavy and cold air like a steel knife. Of course, there is also the unchanging face of the guard.
Mellor once doubted whether they were infected by Sange Will, and expressed concern about the mental health of these people.
Anthem explained that they were called the black warriors, not the white warriors, so... my uncle was worried.
Drizzt was at the end, like a ghost curled up in the back of Hymn Will, the black silk robe leaning behind his feet, becoming more and more strange.
He is a close minister of His Majesty the King, and he is naturally also a clever fellow, as well as a sensitive political mind.
Turamom was simply happy when he heard Helois came back. It was a kind of spoiling emotion of the elders to the younger ones.
He is different, he thinks more.
What did Heroes bring back home suddenly? What did she... bring back?
Sange Will was very happy, his steps were lighter than ever, and Drizzt was very uncomfortable, and could only hurry up while thinking about those questions.
His Majesty's smile is very rare. Some foreign collectors are even willing to spend hundreds of millions of stars to buy his smiling photos. Unfortunately, for so many years, no one has achieved their wishes.
Hehe...hehehe...hehehehe.
The empty corridor reminded of a dumb and blunt smile, like someone polishing the wall with sandpaper.
The flowers on both sides of the promenade shivered slightly.
The owner of the voice is Hymn Will, the ever expressionless Hymn Will.
Drizzt was stunned where he was, and the figure was moving further and further away from him.
Anthem will not tell anyone, this is just a rehearsal, preparations to be able to stand in the tower of Hall Square and laugh.
He hasn't smiled for a long time...
He doesn’t know how people will look when they see him laughing. Maybe some people will laugh, some will cry, and some can’t even cry.
Tonight, the moon is hidden and the stars are hidden, and the clouds lock the sky. His Majesty the King is trying to smile.
This is a day that should be remembered.
Tonight, it is Terro's first seven, but unfortunately no one knows, naturally there will be no candlelights.
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The chaos inside and outside the Turanx United Kingdom continues to ferment. When the tide is surging, the Georgia star system at the center of the storm is calm... at least the surface is calm.
The wreckage of the Sultan Lun naval port no longer bounced off the arc, and no fragments continued to go away. They were suspended in the dark space so quietly, falling into deathly silence and the darkness beyond the night.
"Lelsey" is also very peaceful~EbookFREE.me~ People work at sunrise and rest at sunset, carefully leading their own lives.
Without the nobility, without the dignitaries, they are still alive, and even live better. Because the thieves and gangsters on the streets disappeared overnight, the grassroots government employees also became polite and easy to talk. The patrolmen would look up from time to time and look up at the sky with doubts and fears of the fighter planes roaring past. , And then swallowed saliva from his throat.
The current situation of "Lyersi" did not follow the government's propaganda. Without the nobility, it would fall into war, and without the dignitaries, it would lead to the end. The moral standards that maintain the stability of human society are still there, and more importantly, there are invisible hands above the clouds, guarding those kind-hearted civilians.
2000 kilometers north of the Yankee Continent, the sunny weather has lasted for several days, and the warm sunlight fell on the calm water surface, reflecting a very soft glow.
This kind of weather is suitable for going out on vacation. Well, driving a small yacht, bringing three or two beautiful women, fishing, or enjoying the sea breeze and the warm sun are all good.
Tang Fang didn't have a yacht before, but now he still doesn't. He just has a floating city, a huge floating city, let alone pretending to be two or two beautiful women, even if there are thousands of people, it is a piece of cake. (To be continued)