Chapter 337: Surprise

With the two royal grand princes at the side, Lu Chen stood closest to Leng Yiyao, a crowd of guards stood behind, and the elites of the police station lined up. This kind of pomp is comparable to heavyweights anywhere.
However, Hemo seemed to be in an uninhabited state, and the two stared at Leng Yiyao scorchingly, their expressions were calm, as if they were whispering to her, almost whispering.
Leng Yiyao looked straight at Hemo's face, her eyebrows stretched, her expression calm, her right hand was gently placed in front of her eyes, as if waiting for her to reach out and hold it.
Hemo was wearing a military uniform, and apparently he came to the police station to pick her up just after handling the matter. Just, go home with him?
Why did these four words come out of his mouth so ambiguously? so…. Intriguing?
The expressions of the two grand princes were as weird as they were. It stands to reason that Hemo did not take off his mask last night until the end of the party. Although everyone was tacitly aware, no one revealed his identity. But today, Hemo greeted Leng Yiyao personally like this, simply declaring sovereignty in front of them. I have seen a short-term guardian, and I have never seen such a domineering Ling Ran, with an extremely gentle expression of ownership!
Thinking of the master's iron-blooded wrists in the military, the expressions on the faces of the two grand princes suddenly trembled a little. Fighting in the imperial room, but even the emperor himself did not want to go to the bar with Hemo, let alone they have not even obtained the throne now?
Although he didn't want to admit it, the opponent was the number one in the military, and his power was not at the same level as them.
Even the police officer standing on the side has a bright expression. The protruding eyes made people doubt that he would lose his weight almost immediately and suddenly fell to the ground.
In the audience, if the face is the most ugly, I'm afraid it is Lu Chen.
He stood indifferently on the spot, without saying a word, but a touch of sadness flashed through his eyes, only looking at Leng Yiyao's back quietly, as if nothing else was in his mind.
Leng Yiyao looked at the man in front of her, only feeling incredible. Why doesn't this person play cards according to the routine?
She subconsciously repeated two words, "Go home?" But she clearly did not live in his "home".
"At night, let people prepare your favorite seafood." He tilted his head and smiled slightly. The handsome facial features, in the setting sun, almost doubled their lethality infinitely. Even when the gods saw it, they were afraid that their hearts would waver and could not help themselves.
This, this is completely the expression of pampering without limit. When the Marshal, who has always been indifferent and ruthless, with iron-blooded wrists showed such an expression, let alone the opposite sex, he couldn't help but watch with sex, and his heart skipped a beat.
Lu Chen's chief guard and his subordinates were even more stunned. Comparing the two, your Highness was simply blown up!
Although she turned her elbow out of the way, I have to say that any woman who is greeted by the marshal personally has no resistance.
Leng Yiyao discovered that when Hemo was unfamiliar, everyone regarded him as being between the sky and the clouds. He was vague and without a trace, but only when he was familiar with it, he discovered that this person was a complete black!
Standing at the door of the police station, waiting for the royal family to refuse Hemo?
It is not clear that this is to slap him in the face in front of political circles and the royal family?
Leng Yiyao glanced at the other party's smiling eyes, and sighed helplessly, even reluctant to show the disappointed expression on his face.
Slowly stretched out his right hand and placed it gently on the palm of his hand.
At that moment, the palms of both of them shook slightly.
The next moment, her expression slowed down, following his lead, she stepped down the steps step by step.
It was clearly the door of the police station, where ordinary people did not want to stay, but the two people walked down one after the other, attracting everyone's attention.
Frey stood at the door of the extension car, opened the door of the back seat, and bowed and smiled at Leng Yiyao: "Miss Leng, please."
As a result, everyone watched, the first commander of the dignified empire was actually blocking the edge of the car carefully for her and personally helped her get into the car.
It looked like he was treating a porcelain doll on the cusp of his own heart, and he was clearly not willing to let him be treated slowly.
The car drove away, and everyone recovered. Grand Duke Lu Yun turned his head to look at his nephew for the first time. He saw that his face was dark and unclear, and he suddenly smiled strangely: "Tsk tut!"
If in peacetime, the dignified son likes a commoner, the other party can't wait to be grateful, but now? Competing with the marshal for the same woman? There really is a problem with his nephew's brain.
"It's not that your uncle said you, your vision doesn't match your identity." He smiled, with a triumphant smile, as if he had been in the hands of his brother for so many years and finally found a breakthrough.
Look, the second brother who has always suppressed him is now lying on the bed silently. Lu Chen, who has always been respected as the first heir to the throne, has no ability to even fight against a rival in love. How happy! How heartily!
"Brother, you don't want to poke Lu Chen's heart with a knife." Grand Duke Lu Chong smiled, with an awkward expression. Although the words were protecting Lu Chen, anyone could hear the ridicule clearly.
The chief guard and his subordinates on Lu Chen's side almost violently violently, but Lu Chen turned their heads back, holding them coldly.
"Whatever I think in my heart, I won't bother with the two elders. I have something to do, I am sorry to send it." He turned his head and looked at the two uncles coldly, with a cold smile on the corners of his mouth. Leave.
"Heh! Are you still the first heir? Show such a big score!" Grand Duke Lu Yun stared fiercely at Lu Chen's back, sneered, and felt refreshed when he thought of hearing the police news! His second brother's illness seemed to be raging, but he didn't even start lying in bed. Lu Chen has been domineering in the imperial capital for so many years, but he hasn't been accustomed to him. To be counted, he is just a yellow-haired boy who has never seen a real wind. Thinking of the hand he had arranged at the Royal Airport, he couldn't help being smug. What if he killed his grandfather, what if he quarreled with his father in front of him, there was no way he could fight back!
Grand Duke Lu Chong glanced at his elder brother, seeing that his tail was about to rise up into the sky, he couldn't help but lower his head and smile. The disgust and contempt in his eyes flashed by, and when he raised his head again, his face was as clear as a breeze: "Brother, it's too early, I'm leaving now. Two days later, I will set a table in my house. Let your new brother-in-law give you a toast."
"New brother-in-law?" Grand Duke Lu Yun glanced at his third brother and couldn't help frowning. "You married another?" Polygamy is very common in the empire, and there is no monogamy in the royal family. Argument. But my three brothers are really too expensive. Within three days, you can hear the new enchanting beauties entering the house. Right now, it is the critical time to fight the second brother, why is he still spending his time?
"Big brother still doesn't know me? I'm just this temperament. There are no too many beauties in the family." Grand Duke Lu Chong shrugged, with a dull look, without repentance.
Grand Duke Lu Yun was angry when he saw him like this, he was like an unreserved swinger!
However, I turned to think that the second brother's throne was already in danger, and Lu Chen's boy was unable to stand up. Wouldn't it be right for the third brother to continue to be so absurd?
He has been coveting the throne for so many years, and he can't just fall into the hands of others!
Thinking of this, he smiled gently and patted the other person on the shoulder: "You, you are not too young, and you often become a bridegroom. It is not a small blessing. Okay! In two days, I will go to your house and have a wedding drink. ."
The two brothers looked like they helped each other down the steps.
The elites of the police station were left in a daze, dumbfounded. Everyone looked at the police officer in charge of this case, and for a while, their expressions were a little hard to say.
This, this is simply one after another.
In the royal family, there is no simple role.
At this time, Leng Yiyao, who was sitting in Hemo’s special car, looked down at Hemo who was still holding her right hand tightly, and said, "What happened to you today? Suddenly in front of so many people. Take me back to the Marshal's Mansion?"
Judging from the way they get along, Leng Yiyao still knows Hemo's true temperament. This person would never speak in such an irrefutable tone in front of her. What's more, in front of so many outsiders, it is a disguised hint that they are living together.
Hemo suddenly turned his head, aimed her eyes, and took a deep look at her. "dislike?"
"Huh?" Leng Yiyao opened her mouth, a little inexplicable. It's not a question of like or not at all? However, looking at someone's persistent eyes, she would inevitably be a little speechless, "I just think you are a bit abnormal today."
"More abnormal things are still to come." Hemo had to admit that just now, the moment Leng Yiyao opened his mouth, he was actually a little nervous. I clearly know that the other party has not fully accepted herself yet, but sometimes, where she did not notice, she is not like she was at the beginning, and she is not thousands of miles away. This kind of small change makes him sometimes tolerate. Can't help but suspect that the other party is also affectionate. However, he could not completely conclude.
Leng Yiyao found that there was something in his words.
"Something more abnormal? You mean, something big happened tonight?" That's why I came to pick her up in person and pull her out of the muddy waters of the royal family?
Hearing her words, Hemo felt a little helpless. Is it intentional or really subconscious? Leng Yiyao is so slow emotionally, but so sensitive to such things. For a while, he caught her hand and put it on his lips. It's a pity that looking at the delicate fingertips, I couldn't bear to bite anyhow, but I felt a pity to let go directly, so I couldn't help but lower my head and kissed it gently.
The gentle breath falls on the fingertips, sensitive and fragile.
At that moment, Leng Yiyao finally understood what is meant by "ten fingers connecting the heart"!
She only felt the wet touch and warm breath winding all the way along the fingertips, as if melted into bone and blood, flowing directly to the chest along the blood vessels.
So hot, so warm, and so off guard!
She was shocked, Hemo slowly raised her head, and reluctantly took a bite of her index finger, finally, satisfied: "Look, I guess, that is, tonight, something will happen to the royal family."
Leng Yiyao thought: I still care about what happens to the royal family tonight? This man looks like an old driver and is clearly addicted to sultry!
Just when she was about to send a barrage in her heart, Frey in the front driver's seat raised the baffle of the car with great eyesight. Suddenly, the front and rear seats were separated, and Leng Yiyao and Hemo instantly had complete Independent space.
This, what the is this man with an expression of "I won't peep, please feel free"?
Leng Yiyao found that she was still trying to solve a suspenseful case for the royal family in the morning. As soon as she got into the car, she switched channels and fell into the pit of the overbearing marshal.
The contrast between the front and the back is too great, let her slow down.
"What are you doing?" Seeing Leng Yiyao withdraw her hand and press it directly between her eyebrows, Hemo looked at her empty hand and couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asking.
"I want to be quiet." She replied casually, only thinking that the brain cells had died too much today, and could not keep up with the beat of this person's sultry sister.
Unexpectedly, Hemo's expression sank suddenly, and the atmosphere in the back seat of the car froze instantly.
Leng Yiyao felt okay at first, but later only felt the wind and wind around her, and suddenly she looked up at him strangely. What happened to this person today, with a clear sky and dark clouds for a while?
"What's wrong with you?" she asked subconsciously.
Hemo lowered his eyebrows and glanced at her, his face calm and unwavering, but there was a dark wave under his eyes: "I'm thinking, who is Jing Jing?"
Leng Yiyao's expression choked, her expression condensed. Looking at someone's expression blankly, he almost covered his face.
This generation gap of rebirth in another world is really hard to explain in a word...
When the car arrived at the Marshal's Mansion safely, Frey thought he would see the Marshal helping Miss Leng get out of the car with a spring breeze, but when he opened the door, he saw lightning and thunder!
To tell the truth, the contrast between the front and the back is too great. If the psychological endurance is almost impossible, it is estimated that the rhythm of the ice and fire will be totally unbearable.
His first reaction was to see Leng Yiyao's reaction, but saw her face with a sullen smile, the corner of her eyes fell on the marshal's face thoughtfully, but he didn't say anything.
Is this the intention to make the marshal bored with internal injuries?
Frey lowered his head, his heart was a little broken. No matter what others think, sometimes, he always feels that Miss Leng is completely a natural black!
The marshal is so domineering and mighty in the military world, what can not be seen through at a glance, but in front of Miss Leng...
What principles, bottom line, I feel that it is no longer the original.
"What are you whispering alone there!" Hemo and Leng Yiyao had already crossed the steps of the Marshal's Mansion, watching Frey sighing while standing next to the car, with extremely complicated expressions.
Frey shuddered suddenly, immediately raised his head, trot to keep up, but thought in his heart, a man in love really cannot judge by common sense.
Leng Yiyao glanced at the pair of high-ranking military officials, and felt a bit unbearable to look straight. Anyway, Hemo had already said what he should and shouldn't say in front of the royal family, and what he did now was engraved with the words of his sovereignty. Since it's all here, how can you enjoy it?
"Isn't that dinner is ready?" The voice turned out to be complicated and helpless, as if a good mood suddenly changed. It was a mentality that all the problems were left behind and ignored.
Hemo lowered his head when she heard what she was mentioning, and couldn't help but give her a helpless look. It seems that every time he comes here, only eating can move her. He can't help but think about whether he wants to learn a craft again.
"The chef is ready and ready to start dinner." Frey contacted the restaurant with an inside line, and confirmed that the fat chef had already cooked all the seafood, so the owner called.
"Okay." Leng Yiyao waved a big hand, and walked directly to the restaurant.
As soon as I entered the door, sure enough, the aroma of the seafood feast came to my face.
Leng Yiyao took a look, and it turned out to be a giant lobster with a length of 60 centimeters. The whole lobster was placed on the table. The red color made people appetite.
The fat chef still had a naive smile on his face, and bowed to the Marshal and Leng Yiyao, "Today I prepared the baked lobster with cream cheese and the white wine that was just tribute." After that, he raised a bottle of just now. Open the bottle of white wine, carefully poured into the wine glass.
With radiance and scent, Leng Yiyao closed her eyes at this moment, only to feel that all her troubles seemed to be far away from her.
The sunset on the horizon has been completely dyed red, a dignified and charming.
In the room, she and him were sitting right across and chatting with a toast. The topic diverged at will, with everything. It was clearly a temporary dinner. The guards outside looked at it, but felt that no one had ever sat with the marshal and could be so harmonious and warm.
"Fre, to be honest, I have never seen our marshal smile so warmly." The guard officer who spoke was the one who accompanied Leng Yiyao back to City D last time. I don't know why, far away. Seeing those two people eating and chatting so quietly, my heart is so warm. It seems that as time gets longer and longer, Leng Yiyao has become more and more indispensable in this man-only marshal's mansion.
Frey couldn't help but smile when he heard him. The entire Marshal's Mansion was clearly the same as before, with copper walls and iron walls, and all personnel in order, but as Leng Yiyao entered and exited, it seemed that something changed. Standing in the distance, looking at the two days of talking and talking, he couldn't help thinking, probably no woman can show such a careless look in front of the marshal, and no one can be like her. The secular squint at one's feet, do whatever it takes. "I sometimes think that the Marshal's trip to D City was deliberately arranged by God."
The guard officer's eyes flashed a touch of surprise. Frey, who had always believed in "I cannot help but let my fate," would say such things, but in retrospect, it was indeed the feeling. Because of the trip, the two people who were unable to fight with each other have been involved since then. The marshal, who had never lied about the opposite sex, would make repeated exceptions for a girl who is still in high school. This was originally fate...
"It's..." The guard officer scratched his hair and couldn't help sighing: "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 at the same time turning around an underage girl.
Lu Chen of the royal family will not mention it for the time being. It is Yunlai of the Shengde Group, Kings Camp, the heir of the Imperial Armory, and Siller, the king of gambling, who is on the edge of gray. The person to be shocked...
Although I believe it, the marshal must have embraced the beauty in the end. But when you think about it carefully, some of the people surrounding Ms. Leng are Ms. Leng’s classmates, who have the opportunity to get the first month of the month, and some are her childhood sweethearts, who know the foundation since childhood, and the parents of both sides have a clear mind... The Marshal's love path is a bit tortuous thinking about it.
Two onlookers stood outside unknowingly, worrying about the two people eating inside, but Leng Yiyao and Hemo didn't even know that they had been gossiped eight hundred times.
"You said, is the emperor really sick enough to even get out of bed?" After eating the main course, Leng Yiyao wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and looked at Hemo with deep meaning.
"Do you suspect that he pretended to be?" Hemo took a sip of wine, not surprising that she had such thoughts. After all, the man who stood on the throne well last night became ill in one day, which is indeed a bit strange. but……
"This morning, I went to the emperor's palace. With so many imperial doctors around him, I guess he can't pretend to look like that." The corners of his lips are dry and skinny, and his face is dull and pale. It is not easy to pretend to be. Still in front of so many imperial doctors, unlike last night, there was only one doctor whom he trusted.
"Before, when the emperor closed his door to thank guests, I asked Frey to visit." His expression naturally mentioned that at the beginning, slightly recalled, and his expression was calm: "I'm afraid that the body is really not well, so I will design it. The murder of Chief Guard Lu last night."
Leng Yiyao looked up at him, not surprised that he saw through the emperor's tactics last night, but was slightly surprised that he knew that the emperor's body did have a problem so long ago. She thought that the imperial doctor was preaching the imperial edict. After all, now that the person is dead, for a while, it is impossible to figure out whether the imperial doctor is a cronies of the emperor or a traitor. It was so unclear whether the emperor deliberately arranged the accident, or one of the two grand princes arranged the accident?
According to Lu Chen's confession, he stayed in the emperor's palace from 11 pm until morning. After drinking the cup of coffee at twelve, I fell asleep. According to the death time of the imperial doctor, the other party died at one or two in the morning. So what happened between 12 o'clock and one or two o'clock? After all, he wouldn't drown himself by himself.
Therefore, there is only one possibility. Someone lay in ambush in that secret road ahead of time and took the life of the imperial doctor!
"Dangdangdang—"
The bell suddenly struck six times, and the clock pointed to six o'clock in the evening. The sky outside was completely dark. Leng Yiyao put away the expression on her face, shrugged casually, "I'm going to go to the hot spring." She looked at someone pointedly, hoping that this time, someone would not "accidentally" be with her Bathing in the open air.
Hemo smiled, taking it for granted: "I'll let someone help you prepare a change of clothes." He always disdains the second use of the same method. If possible, he hopes to be in a pool with her next time. As for tonight...
He curled his lips gently, and a trace of evil flashed under his eyes, fearing that the palace would not be calm.
Leng Yiyao glanced at him weirdly, this person is so cooperative tonight, with a complete sense of unruffled expression on his face.
Turning around, too lazy to pay attention to what he was thinking, she packed up the tableware with a natural look, and walked directly towards the hot spring.
It took only a month or so to arrive in the imperial capital, but she felt that she became more aware of the layout of the Marshal’s Mansion, and later realized that it seemed that most of her life had been invaded by this person. Whether it is bad, it is still unclear...
After taking a comfortable bath and returning to her exclusive guest room, she collapsed on the bed and immediately fell into the morning without burden.
Because there was no alarm clock at all, when I woke up I saw that the clock was already nine o'clock in the morning. She stretched, yawned, and washed up leisurely to go to breakfast.
Hemo was already standing at the door in casual home clothes, as if waiting for her. Seeing her come out wearing only a pair of slippers, a helpless smile flashed across her face.
He stretched out his right hand and beckoned to her: "Why are you standing stupid, but you can't come? Be careful of colds."
Leng Yiyao didn't realize that she was looking at the messy and slightly open neckline of the other party, and she was a little delirious. She has actually seen Hemo wearing home clothes. But today's dark nightgown, draped on the body, is completely abstinent and dark wind, with his face, it is simply!
She unknowingly walked to him, before she spoke, the other party had already leaned over, leaned to her ear, and sighed softly.
The warm breath suddenly reminded her of the temperature of his fingertips when he kissed her yesterday, and even the last bite that was gently sucked, the feeling still circling in her heart. At the same time, he listened to him with a leisurely look: "Last night, Lu Chen was assassinated in his bedroom..."