Even Hemo, who has always been indifferent, could not help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Leng Yiyao's words, looked into her eyes strangely, paused, and then said softly: "You know, he Why did you come to see me?"

Why else?

Leng Yiyao put the broken hair behind her ear and smiled lazily.

As the in-line heir to the royal family, Lu Chen's only competitor is his younger brother. The two of them have their own advantages. Lu Ming has a very high reputation in the people's family, and the public support is obviously extraordinary. However, as the eldest son, Lu Chen was deeply favored by his father. The two have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, but they can still keep their faces natural.

However, now that the second prince is dead, as the heir in line, he has benefited a lot. But because he was the only one who directly benefited, everyone would take the death of the second prince Lu Ming to him for granted.

No matter if Lu Chen is really afraid or just show it to his father, in the end, he has to find someone with a detached identity and status to be a notary for him. Or, use this person's mouth to block the eloquence of everyone.

In the whole empire, people who can meet this status can count them with their fingers.

In terms of closeness and distance, it is natural that members of the royal family are the first choice. It's a pity that his old man is really upset by the death of the second prince, and now he doesn't doubt that he will have a three-point guess, so Lu Chen can only turn his eyes to other people.

Politics don't need to think about it. After all, there are two parties standing side by side right now, and neither party has enough credibility to choose one.

Only in the military world, from top to bottom, all the only people are leading the way.

There is no one more suitable to be his notary than the one in front of him! There is no one else who can be more credible than Homer!

After all, Lu Chen came to Hemo for help because of the situation.

However, just his dog temper...

Listening to the buzzing echo at the door, don't know how the high-level executives of the hotel are dealing with the eldest prince with all their energy.

Leng Yiyao sighed in his heart, and could only sigh that it was a pity that he died under the knife in her hand on the night of her rebirth. In contrast, regardless of appearance or IQ, Lu Minggao's brother is simply not a grade.

"His Royal Highness does not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, and naturally I ask you." She smiled, her eyes seemed to fall on his brows, and she spoke without hesitation.

"You said that half of the reason he came here to find me—is it because of you?" Homer's raised eyebrows slowly returned to nature, calm, as if he was gradually seducing her to reveal all the mysteries. There was not even a trace of urgency in his tone.

"I was the only survivor that night when His Highness Lu Ming died."

She smiled, took her time, and walked towards Homer who was sitting on the bed step by step.

Until the distance between the two was only an arm's length away, until the interspersed breaths between them could feel the warmth.

It seems that with just one sideways, their faces can touch.

At this moment, Hemo looked at the person in front of him, his eyes lit up, and his eyes seemed to penetrate her heart instantly.

Leng Yiyao looked into his eyes and smiled.

See, this is the sharpness of the same kind and the same kind, it has nothing to do with the senses, it is an inexplicable, incomprehensible consciousness.

She can be sure that Hemo is the same as her, even if she hasn't analyzed her heart, but, just like the first time she saw him, he also has the same hunch, they have the same blood in their bones!

The eyes that were in front of him were so determined that Homer couldn't help but chuckle.

The next moment, he raised his hand and held her waist.

A groan....

When Frey rushed to arrive, he saw Leng Yiyao being pinched by the marshal and sitting on his lap...