Chapter 259: Carefully developed

Her slender fingertips quickly slid on the screen of the phone, and the books just downloaded from the satellite computer were instantly packaged and put into a secret folder by her. The screen appeared to be moving extremely fast under the light. Zhai Mu didn't have time to look at it. Leng Yiyao had already taken out the platinum key card from her pocket again, but in less than a minute, she had no nostalgia Ready to turn around and leave.
Looking at the collections and precious historical materials on the entire floor, Zhai Mu was a little incredulous to confirm again: "Just leave? Don't look around?"
He pointed to the scimitar closest to the easternmost bookshelf: "This knife is one of the three most famous in the history of the empire. It is said to be the sabre used by the founding monarch."
Leng Yiyao followed his fingertips and looked at it, and as expected, saw a jeweled scimitar. It is covered with a vacuum bulletproof glass, surrounded by electronic infrared rays, and it can typically only be viewed from a distance but not near. However, that blade was faintly glowing with red blood, even if it had experienced too much time of agitation, it still could not conceal its original evil spirit and coldness.
Weapons often depend on the ability of the user. Looking at the knife from a distance, it looked like a gem piled up, but the cold and sharp aura seemed to be able to cut through the glass cover and smash it in the air.
Leng Yiyao looked at it for a moment and had to sigh, "It is indeed a treasure." She is only willing to spend time and energy on things she is interested in. After watching for ten minutes, Zhai Mu turned around and suddenly let out a surprised voice: "This is an elk. It has been extinct centuries ago. I didn't expect that there would be a specimen collected here." Zhai Mu looked quietly. Looking at the elk that seemed to be able to run away at any time, after seeing this image in history class, it has been a long time since I saw it again. Who would have thought that he would actually watch it up close here.
Leng Yiyao glanced over, nodded, put her phone back in her pocket, "If you don't leave, the school will close soon."
The things inside can't be found with lanterns outside. After all, the Shengde Group has accumulated a collection of centuries, which is by no means ordinary people.
Zhai Mu didn't understand. Since she had already come in, she didn't want to stay for a quarter of an hour. Isn't it a waste? Even if she was born rich and wealthy, he still felt a little unbelievable that such a good opportunity was let go.
Leng Yiyao's eyes flickered from those treasures, and then she smiled slightly: "I will come again when I want to come. It's not that there is no chance."
Zhai Mu was taken aback, nodded subconsciously, and when the whole person recovered, he was already in the elevator.
The speed of the elevator is amazing. It was when Hua Deng first came up, they sat leaning on the westernmost elevator, and when they descended from the 100th floor, they had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery of Shengde High School.
It is slightly different from the bright lights of the "Star Tower". From here, you can clearly see the obvious boundaries of the four urban areas of the Imperial Capital.
Although Shengde High School is very close to the city center, the surrounding buildings are all limited in height. Except for this complex building, which is very conspicuous, the rest of the buildings have distinct characteristics.
The city center is dominated by high-rise buildings, one skyscraper after another, as if to step on the sky.
As for the two urban areas occupied by the royal family and the political circles, one is dominated by antique and dignified buildings, and the other is dominated by elegant and simple modern style.
"It's still early..." Zhai Mu paused, and was actually going to ask her, since she came out of the library so soon, it's better to go to the marshal now. After all, time hasn't been delayed for long.
But she leaned slightly on her side, looking far away, with a lazy expression, as if the mind of the whole person was no longer here.
What is she looking at?
Following Leng Yiyao's gaze, Zhai Mu looked in the same direction.
I saw the last afterglow of the setting sun gradually sinking to the earth, and the dark starry sky slowly shrouded in, the stars are densely covered, dazzling.
Her profile gradually dimmed with the light in the distance, as if she had fallen into a secret that no one could reach. Standing so close, so close, he couldn't reveal her emotions.
Suddenly remembered that in the cold night, he was standing outside the door, watching the scene of her fighting the two strong men.
The fragile limbs and wounds, as if every time she breathed, life would pass faster, but her eyes, so sharp and deep, her body is close to her eyes, but her soul High above, overlooking all beings.
This feeling…….
He only touched another person. And that person...
He suddenly remembered the news that shocked the military world yesterday, and couldn't help his palms tightening.
The marshal personally picks up people from school. This kind of thing is a myth that he didn't even dare to think about at the beginning, but he took it for granted when it was placed on her.
Because these two people are too similar.
From the eyes to the soul, it seems as if they were deliberately carved out by the gods, carefully preparing for each other.
"Ding"--
With a crisp sound, the elevator door opened. She turned her head and looked at Zhai Mu who was stunned. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smile: "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"
Zhai Mu regained his senses, seeing her standing at the end of Deng Ying and looking back.
At that moment, there were loud noises from students participating in club activities on the playground in the distance, but everything seemed to be deliberately slowed down, so slowly, he could clearly hear the sound of his breathing slowly increasing. It was as if she fell into an illusion all of a sudden, her face was stripped of an alienated and elegant smile, replaced by a sweet and relaxed ridicule, as if they were not only using each other, you and me, But...
"Miss Leng!" The illusion was like a hydrogen balloon, which was suddenly pierced by this soft call.
Zhai Mu's complexion was straight, his eyes looked behind her, and sure enough, he saw Frey hurriedly running and calling out.
He lowered his eyes, suppressing all the emotions that had just swarmed.
Leng Yiyao was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that Zhai Mu's expression was a bit strange just now during the light and shadow change, but he had no time to delve into it and he had already attracted all attention by the call behind him.
Frey?
Why is he here too?
"Miss Leng." From receiving Zhai Mu's call to when he rushed all the way to here, it took less than 20 minutes before and after. God knows, he was almost racing all the way to this point. If it weren't for the special license plate, it would be even Shengde You can't enter the high school gate. Fortunately, she has not left yet.
"Is something to do with me?" Leng Yiyao smiled lightly, put the key card in his hand in his pocket, and nodded at him.
After taking five seconds to calm his breath, Frey raised his head and nodded slightly at her: "The marshal said that tonight's banquet is very important. If you have time, you must attend."
When it comes to the word "must", the tone is almost subconsciously increased.
She did not expect that Hemo would send someone to invite her again and again tonight. Just for a meal?
"What kind of dinner do you know?" She smiled slightly, the expression on her face still soothing: "I just came to the imperial capital, I am afraid it is not suitable for the banquet, after all, it is too eye-catching."
A high school student, first in full view, was approached by the first heir to the royal family, and was taken back to the villa by the first general of the empire that day...
Although she wants her ears to be clean and not to disturb the idlers, this kind of opening is too much. If on the second day of the transfer, it was reported that she was attending an important banquet as Hemo’s female companion, she would doubt that starting tomorrow, the students of Shengde High School would not honor her as "Miss Leng", but regardless of the teachers and students. Bow down and salute, and worship by the way.
"The Marshal said," Frey's gaze shifted slightly at the tip of Zhai Mu's hair, and then he emphasized: "It's just a private dinner, not foreign guests. Don't worry."
Foreign guests?
Leng Yiyao chewed on these two words, and for a moment, she almost wanted to ask Frey how their marshal distinguished "inside" and "outside". She clearly can't be counted as a confidant. Is it really good to bring her into his personal circle?
It's a pity that Frey and Zhai Mu have completely different positions. They tried their best to persuade them: "Miss Leng, don't worry about the future. The venue for the banquet tonight will be at the Marshal's Mansion. There will never be any extravagance."
He understood Leng Yiyao's concerns. As the saying goes, things must be reversed. As a transfer student who has just come from D City, having a background like a marshal can certainly help her gain a foothold in a place with a high level of sanctity, but too frequent exchanges will also cause much discussion. . With his understanding of her usual temperament, she is the most annoying to be talked about behind her.
Leng Yiyao blinked and had to say that although Frey was not very young, it was no accident that he was a colonel at such a young age. The ability to observe words and colors seems to melt into bone and blood, and every move of others reveals obvious meaning in his eyes.
Since everything is for this purpose, if you decline, you will lose face. Leng Yiyao smiled, knowing what it means to be enough. Since I couldn't get rid of it, I just went with him. Anyway, the information has been downloaded to the phone, so I can read it anytime I want.
"Let's go then." She smiled, and the corner of her eyes was raised slightly with the smile, as if she had a taste of innocence.
Zhai Mu finally raised his head. At this moment, facing her side face, he couldn't help but press his lips.
Frey glanced at him suddenly, and the eyes of the two changed in the air. The next moment, each turned around, as if nothing had happened.
She just pretended to find nothing, and followed Frey into the car.
The special bullet-proof heavy-duty vehicle, Mercedes-Benz on the street, brought out a probing gaze, but Frey drove so fast, obviously he was accustomed to such disturbances.
She sat in the back seat, quietly watching the fleeting scenery outside the window.
Soon, the lights of the Marshal's Mansion were in sight. Frey got out of the car and opened the door for her himself. The guard at the door instantly raised his hand to salute, looking straight.
It was not the first time to come to the Marshal's Mansion, but Leng Yiyao was still slightly admired by the imposing manner of this mansion.
Like a lion, lying quietly in the dark, looking around the entire imperial capital with cold eyes, you can see all the ups and downs.
That man, even where he lives, makes people feel suffocated.
"Please come in." Seeing her standing in place with strange eyes, Frey's eyes flashed, half bent, and made a "please" gesture.
Unconsciously, since when, his courtesy towards her has grown deeper and deeper.
Obviously, when he first met, he held a gun and pointed at the neighbor in the house next door to her. When he saw her and Leng Yiyi appear, his eyes could not hide cold and contempt. But now...
She smiled inexplicably, suddenly a little curious, who was the guest Hemo invited tonight, so that he had to call her.
Stepping across the lawn, she followed the main road of the Marshal's Mansion all the way forward, and as expected, she quickly walked to the banquet hall.
This hall is rarely used on weekdays. Most of the time it is empty, but tonight, the bright crystal lamps are lit one by one, illuminating the whole room with bright lights and dazzling eyes.
"Here?" A cold voice came from inside, and only the two people sitting opposite turned their heads at the same time. The one speaking is naturally Hemo, and the one sitting opposite him...
Leng Yiyao is wondering who this strange face is?
Suddenly he heard Frey's breath in his ear.
Turning around, facing his admiring and admiring face, for a while, he couldn't help being curious. Who on earth could make Hemo's guard officer show such an expression?
Zhai Mu's eyes flashed, and obviously, just like her, his eyes were surprised.
Frey's lips moved for a long time, as if forcing himself to calm down, he took a long deep breath before lowering his head again. From beginning to end, he didn't even say a word.
Hemo didn't comment on Frey's performance, but another gentle voice faintly sounded. Compared with Hemo, there was an extra breath of spring breeze: "Presumably, this is Miss Leng."
She raised her head and looked at the man, but this time, she observed very carefully.
The very neatly tailored clothes made his skeleton very outstanding. Even when he was sitting, his spine was straight and proud. Combining with Frey's shocked reaction just now, he wanted to be extraordinary.
His hair is very soft, as if the breeze is blowing, it will drive the ends of the hair. She once heard a saying that people with soft hair have always had no temper and a gentle personality. I don't know if he is like this.
When this person spoke to her, he was relaxed and easy-going, and did not have a Ling Ran aura. At first glance, people felt gentle, like a scholar in a book, gentle and gentle.
Unfortunately…….
Leng Yiyao sighed softly in her heart, her eyes flashed past his right eye.
The pearl is dusty, his left eye is clear and smooth, but his right eye is like a mist, without focus.
Such a character is actually blinded...
"Hello." She raised her head and smiled, without avoiding her eyes, looking straight at him, as if he had no curiosity for knowing her identity.
The other party was taken aback for a moment, then, turned around, met the corners of He's silent lips, and suddenly smiled: "Sure enough, it's the same as you said." It's a personal thing! It's not in vain that he traveled all the way back home, Hemo insisted on letting him come to meet him.
"Come and sit down, dinner is coming up soon." Hemo didn't answer his topic, just smiled faintly at Leng Yiyao. Gently glanced at Zhai Mu behind her, then turned away without any fluctuations.
Zhai Mu's fingertips stiffened, realizing that he was not to be seen tonight. Indeed, what Frei conveyed was the intention of the marshal and asked him to invite Leng Yiyao, but he refused to reply. Although it was indeed Leng Yiyao's original intention, Frey brought the person back. Comparing the two, he Indeed, today's performance is poor.
He glanced around, and in the huge banquet hall, there was no one except the man opposite the marshal, and he understood the true meaning of this private dinner.
Only one person was received, and except for the man in front of him, the only invited guest was Leng Yiyao.
He turned his head and looked at Frey, who was in a calm mood. At this moment, he unknowingly turned and retreated towards the gate, knowing that he was not qualified to stay anymore, and simply bowed back with his legs together.
"Who is that person? It seems familiar." The voice of the man who spoke was like a good old jade, and in Leng Yiyao's previous life, he was like the son of a daughter. The appearance is natural and outstanding, but it feels too thin.
"The officer transferred from D city just now." Hemo smiled casually, and he poured a cup of tea for him personally, turned his head, and chuckled at Leng Yiyao: "Forgot to introduce you. This is Evans. May see again. He is the person in charge of'Bai Ze'."
He seemed to say casually, in a casual and light tone, but he threw out such a heavyweight news!
White Pond?
Such a gentle, even vaguely weak scholar-like man, would he be the person in charge of this northern military secret?
Rao is Leng Yiyao unavoidably shocked.
According to ancient legends, there were beasts in the wild, named Bai Ze. The whole body is white, can speak people's words, communicate with all things, and know the world's ghosts.
She suddenly remembered the origin of the name Bai Ze. I thought it was because of the legend of ancient mythical beasts, but I didn't expect that it would be extremely appropriate to put it on the man in front of me.
"Hello, this is Leng Yiyao." She blinked, walked to the chair beside them and sat down, looking at Evans without blinking, obviously full of curiosity.
"I heard that some time ago, Bai Ze actually had women entering the country late at night. The first reaction was to take a good look at what kind of person could make the marshal break the principle. I didn't expect it to be a delicate and beautiful person like you. Come, I will toast you. ."
It was like Leng Yiyao’s first impression of Evans was almost a weak and useless scholar. Evans looked at her slender limbs, and the first reaction was such a small body that the marshal wanted Throwing her into the military academy, it is simply too unpleasant to pity Yu Yu.
It's just that the person who can invite Hemo to be a guest, will it be tender and weak?
The two people picked up the tea on the table, replaced the wine with tea, and touched them lightly. They smiled, but their eyes were full of suspense.
Hemo sat aside and didn't participate in it from beginning to end, but when the tea in Leng Yiyao's cup was drunk, he actually leaned over and filled it with tea.
This time, Evans was surprised.
However, before he recovered, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open again, accompanied by delicious delicacies with sweet fragrance.
The red and beautiful spicy stir-fry, the beautiful blue fish in sour soup, the soft and tough cheese pizza...
The table is full of dazzling arrays for a while, filled with all kinds of delicacies.
Although it was the second time for Leng Yiyao to dine at the Marshal’s Mansion, she could clearly feel that the dishes were not cooked by the chef in the mansion. She raised her head and met Hemo’s eyes, not knowing why, but she always felt something a little bit Something is wrong.
"Why, no appetite?" The most famous chef of the empire was specially invited, just to see the pear vortex that the corner of her mouth rose up last time. Hemo didn't do anything when he saw her. He was surprised for a while, didn't she like it?
"No. I just think there are so many dishes, the three of us are too much." She smiled, thinking that she was probably too suspicious. Hemo invited his cronies, how could he dismiss it casually? This chef should have done a hundred and twenty minutes to make a table of dishes so complete.
She pulled out the cutlery and smiled at Evans.
Pre-dinner etiquette still needs to be exquisite, the host treats guests, respects the guest, the other party moved the tableware, and other people are suitable to follow.
Seeing her like this, Evans's first reaction was that the other party was thinking about it, and then an idea came into his mind that this person wanted to be raised by aristocrats. After all, there are a lot of men in their military area, and most people rarely notice this detail.
Leng Yiyao couldn't help but squinted when the sour soup fish was imported. The seasoning here was different from what she had tasted before, instead of using sauerkraut as the raw material, but lemon.
Lemon is a sour and refreshing ingredient, but I don't know what method the chef used to completely remove the faint astringency in it. It is accompanied by the tenderness of the fish and the fragrance of the mouth.
She clamped another piece in contentment, even without knowing it, the expression on her face began to unknowingly. Under the light, her face was rosy and white, bringing out a touch of natural beauty. It was a kind of innocence that she had never revealed, and it was as beautiful as a dream.
Evans stared at him, then turned his head to see Hemo's eyes fixedly looking over, only for a moment, but the depth of his eyes...
Don't know why, he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
"What's the matter? I heard that Shengde's food is not bad. You were abused at school?" Hemo's chuckle voice came from her ears, and Leng Yiyao let go of the tableware and took a sip of juice contentedly. I couldn't help shaking his head: "It's not being abused. Even if Shengde's food is placed outside the restaurant, it is considered the best grade, but it is still inferior to your meal tonight."
Everyone said: Wen has no first, Wu has no second.
She used to feel that food has always been idealism. After all, everyone's tastes and hobbies are different. Who can ensure that a dish can be affirmed by everyone.
But after eating this meal, she almost subverted her impression of imperial cuisine.
No matter which method it is, there is an unprecedented freshness. Unique taste and distinct taste.
As a foodie, she said that even if she detours to the Marshal's Mansion every day, as long as she can eat such a meal, she also feels that it is worth it!
"If you like it, you can come over often in the future." He slowly picked up the wine glass, nodded and chuckled, as if casually saying: "Anyway, it's just me and Frey. It makes no difference if you have a pair of cutlery."
If it was just a suspicion just now, this time, the smile in Evans's eyes has completely flashed without any doubt. He fixedly looked at Hemo who spoke calmly, couldn't help lowering his head and coughing slightly.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Because Evans was lowering her head, she didn't notice the smile in his eyes. She only felt that this person was too thin, or because the season changed recently and he didn't pay attention to adding clothes. Frozen cold?
"No, it's okay." He waved his hand, shrugging his shoulders with a smile. It seemed to outsiders that he was desperately suppressed and did not cough out.
Only Hemo glanced at him coldly. At the blind corner of Leng Yiyao's eyes, Hemo's eyes were clearly profound. Evans turned her head, pursed her lips, and finally put on her expression: "Miss Leng, can you help me pour a cup of hot water?"
There were only three people in the banquet hall. The chef and the others retired after serving the dinner, except for her, should Hemo come personally?
"Okay, wait a minute." She replied, turned and walked over to the water bar, where there happened to be clean cups and drinking fountains.
Seeing her a little further away, Evans looked up, met Hemo's eyes, shook his head and then shook his head: "I haven't seen her for so long, why have you become like this?" It is sinister and sinister to seduce other girls with delicious food. !
"Your words are too much." He stared at the opponent coldly, as if he didn't want to say more.
Evans didn't refute when he saw him, but even more vigorous: "You said you turned someone over for a meal? Interesting?" It made him run so far and became his companion. Otherwise, he should be in his yard now and do whatever he wants. After all, after so many years abroad, he missed everything here too much.
Hemo listened to his words and looked at the girl pouring water at the water bar with deep meaning. He thought to himself, it was interesting. He looked at her clearly shrewd and had to pretend to be knowingly, and found it extremely interesting.
"I heard that you took the'Sirius' directly to the gate of her school yesterday? Sirius was waiting to see her?" It turns out that no matter how weak and weak Evans looks, he is essentially a soldier. Nine bends and eighteen bends. Speaking of words, it is almost no different from ordinary masters. Of course, if he ignores his inconvenient eye, Yang Chun Baixue's words are too unreasonable to say such a rough man.
"What do you want to say?" Hemo suddenly curled his lips and smiled, and his eyes showed a kindness. He looked away from Leng Yiyao and looked at him firmly for a moment.
Evans was stunned. Originally, he wanted to say, "You are so overbearing, and the little girl will be taken up by you for even a little bit of private space." But now seeing his expression, he immediately changed his mouth: "No, I am Say it casually, say it casually, don't be angry."
When Leng Yiyao came over with warm water, she saw Evans holding that extremely temperamental face, looking at Hemo with a flattering expression, whispering something in her mouth, like a bag of air. of. Suddenly, I felt that this world, what it looks like, is nothing but clouds, and it really is used to deceive people.
If it wasn't for the inconvenience of his eyes, she would pour water for him?
"Ahem," she deliberately coughed up and passed the water glass. The next moment, I was shocked to find that Evans pulled out an oval-shaped box from his pocket, poured out five or six capsule-shaped medicines from it, raised his head, and swallowed it in one mouthful. , Slowly took the water glass in her hand and drank slowly.
"Are you in bad health?" In her impression, only terminally ill or elderly people would take medicine like this. It's almost like swallowing rice, and the capsules were eaten in the blink of an eye.
"No, my body is not well-nourished," he grinned and smiled at her naturally: "These are all vitamins."
Uncle Vitamin!
What do you mean by the expression of aching and desperate swallowing medicine?
Leng Yiyao turned her face and looked at Hemo, surely he could rest assured that he gave "Bai Ze" to such a person?
Hemo is obviously already used to Evans' various kinds of pie. Seeing him like this, he is not angry. Instead, he looks at Leng Yiyao: "I remember you seem to like desserts. Would you like the chef to bring them up?"
He and Evans are both men and don't like sweet things very much, so she asked her for advice.
Leng Yiyao's face trembled, and she didn't bother to take care of Evans, and nodded quickly, only one sentence came to her lips without asking. How did he know that she likes desserts?
Hemo pressed the communication device on the table, and when the chef at the other end of the kitchen heard that dessert was added, the expression on his face almost instantly exploded with happiness.
Marshal, are you satisfied with dinner tonight?
He used to hear from everyone that the marshal had always kept a distance from the opposite sex, so no creatures of the opposite had ever appeared in the marshal's mansion, and even pets were male. Today, he was not only fortunate enough to be invited to cook food for the marshal, but most importantly, he also learned an amazing secret.
Looking down, looking at the list on the table, everything is centered on a person's taste, recorded in detail.
The chef can’t help sighing, if the little girl just knew that all the dishes tonight were carefully developed according to her personal hobbies, I don’t know what kind of expression she would have...