"Everyone in the class lives in this hotel at night." She raised her head and glanced at him with a relaxed expression on her face.

The people who followed closely behind suddenly slipped under their feet, especially the high-level people of this hotel, who were almost scared to have a heart attack. He stared blankly at Leng Yiyao, who was parked at the elevator entrance, and almost took a breath.

Homer frowned, almost subconsciously looking at Rhode's parents.

As the organizers of this party, Rhode's parents could not wait to slap him a few times. What did he think at that time that he would announce on the stage that he would take over the entire Imperial Hotel?

The key is that Leng Yiyao actually said it in front of the marshal. Doesn't this make people think that they had made up their minds to let Leng Yiyao stay overnight?

Rhode's father was about to speak tremblingly, but saw Auston suddenly come out from the side, and added slowly: "I didn't say that the hotel is reserved for those who live far away, and not everyone in the class is in it. stay overnight."

The people in the special class instantly turned their heads and praised in their hearts. As expected, the deputy squad leader had a quick mind, so they turned their heads and nodded towards Leng Yiyao with extremely conscientious eyes. If the Marshal thought that they were the ones who forced Leng Yiyao to stay here for the night, hiss——

For some unknown reason, suddenly felt that the screams in the presidential suite seemed to be louder.

"Yes, yes! My family has never let me stay outside." This is talking nonsense with his eyes open. It was clear that when he called to report tonight, his whole face lit up.

"I've never been used to staying in hotels. If I stay here tomorrow, I'll have to take a detour to go to school. I'm definitely going to go home." This is to fool her that she doesn't know the terrain of the imperial capital. What way to go around.

Leng Yiyao folded her arms lazily and looked around at them, what is this for? The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie?

After Frey took care of the affairs in the presidential suite, as soon as he went out, he happened to hear the marshal make up his knife in disgust: "Let's go, it's fine to stay anywhere, but here, the room is too bad."

When did people who are accustomed to seeing mountains of swords, seas of fire, and corpses littered the fields still keep the word "bad luck" in their hearts?

And the top management of this hotel was about to cry blindly after hearing this!

What is bad luck?

The unfortunate people have all been taken away by them, so where is there any bad luck? Lord Marshal, if you want to leave with someone, you shouldn't do it~

Leng Yiyao's eyes fell on everyone, deep and shallow, for a long time, hooked his lips, and said indifferently: "It's a pity."

No one knew what she meant by "unfortunately". They thought she was telling the truth, or that she was simply sighing and couldn't stay overnight, but in fact...

She really didn't have any experience of group out-of-home. She felt that tonight was like a school outing with centralized board and lodging. Unfortunately, Huo Qiming made such a scene. stayed.

When her three words fell, Frey could clearly hear everyone in the corridor let out a collective sigh.

Look, let you live, let you die, and let you die, this method of manipulating people's hearts, Xiaosheng admires.

Auston smiled playfully, leaned against the corner, and watched Leng Yiyao leave step by step.

Tonight, this farce is only in the presidential suite of an Imperial Hotel, but if the ban is not issued, from tomorrow, the entire Imperial City will know that the Marshal wants to protect someone.

Leng Yiyao, a high school transfer student, is just the daughter of a rich man in City D, but with such skill and courage, with such tyranny and treacherous tactics, who can truly see through her essence?

There was silence in the special class, Leng Yiyao was about to leave when she saw her back suddenly stop.

"Oh, that's right." Leng Yiyao suddenly lowered her head and smiled at Rhode's parents.

For some reason, the person kneeling on the ground suddenly trembled.

She waved her hand, but she smiled gracefully: "Everyone knows what happened tonight. I don't want my high school life to be too lively." Almost half of the people who came to the imperial capital were present. business celebrity. Although some people were involved and did not go upstairs, just the group of people kneeling here is already extraordinary in the imperial business district. She smiled, but her eyes were pale and indifferent.

This is a silence order.

only…….

Rhode's parents carefully peeked in the direction of the marshal, and announced such words in front of him. Why did they always feel that this young lady made the decision directly over the marshal?

It's not like she avoids bringing all kinds of noisy gossip to the marshal, but it's more like she actively hides herself in the dark.

But, with the reputation of a marshal on her head, she can save a lot of trouble, doesn't she know?

The hallway was suddenly eerily silent, and everyone was afraid to say a word.

At this time, no one dared to answer, and everyone was waiting for another answer.

"Do as she said." After a long time, Jingui's arrogant voice descended from high and spread throughout the corridor.

Rhodes didn't know why, but he felt a chill on his back. Looking up again, saw the figures of Marshal and Leng Yiyao disappeared in a flash and disappeared at the elevator door...

It was the first time that he saw a man who was the only one on TV and newspapers walking side by side with a woman.

Originally, he thought that in this world, men are superior to women, but at this moment, watching the backs of the two of them disappear in the light of the elevator entrance, for some reason, he suddenly thought of a word - made in heaven. It was as if the two of them would not be like this if they changed anyone else.

The 64-story high-rise building, taking the elevator down, is actually just a blink of an eye. Leng Yiyao and Hemo stood in the elevator, neither of them said anything. One was leaning on the mirror of the elevator, closing his eyes and resting, and the other was looking down and looking into people's hearts.

When the elevator reached the ground floor, fifteen military bulletproof vehicles lined up neatly. If I didn't know the details of this battle, I'm afraid that something major happened in the military world.

Leng Yiyao watched Zhai Mu standing by the first car unsurprisingly, and looked over with a calm expression. Even when looking at her, he smiled at her.

Tonight, her whereabouts, the clearest, is naturally her "exclusive driver". However, when she left Shengde High School with Rhodes and the others after the club activities, she had already greeted him. Unexpectedly, he did not leave, but he really did his duty.

"In some respects, there is absolutely no way to live in peace with you." Homer followed her gaze to Zhai Mu. For so long, except when he was testing guns in City D, he felt that he was somewhat useful. , This is the second time I feel that it is a good decision to bring this person to the Capital Military Region.

Leng Yiyao blinked, thinking that the person he was talking about wasn't Conan? No matter where you go, it's like turning into a god of death.

"I never take the initiative to provoke things." As for others, it is beyond her ability. She has been very low-key, very low-key.

Speaking of which, until she fully recovered, she would rather continue to be the daughter of a merchant in D city in the eyes of others. Look, there is no threat, she can do whatever she wants. People live a lifetime, time is limited, why do you carry so many things on yourself? She has seen too much, no matter how strong the power in her hand is, the last move is careless, and the whole game is lost and vanished. Why?

Homer looked down at her and hummed. She never takes the initiative to challenge things? She knows that with her character, in the empire, no ordinary people can protect it. Even the emperor's daughter, the eldest princess, who was honored and favored back then, was not still despised by the people because of her relationship with a married man, and was forced to avoid the border due to criticism from the people?

It has been many years since this was gone. In addition to the annual royal dance, when all the royal nobles in the empire gathered together, never saw the face of that mighty eldest princess. The emperor thought she was ashamed, so she could not see it early. The mother-in-law of the eldest princess also had a delicate status, and she did not dare to interfere in the emperor's emotions easily.

Even the most noble princess born in the empire can't live casually, she still feels that she has tolerated everything around her in every possible way? You must know that the class she is in now is after the top nobles, chaebols, and famous families in the empire. In her eyes, such people are no different from all living beings. He is really curious, who can leave marks in her eyes .

However, thinking of the royal ball, his eyes suddenly sank. "Lu Chen handed you an invitation?"

The matter of the royal masquerade has already been a long-awaited prosperous era for the imperial capital. Although it will be held next month, now, which people are invited, has basically become the focus of the upper class. After all, the people invited to a ball of this size already directly represent their status in the empire. The internal conflict within the royal family has lasted for a long time. Now because of the death of the second prince Lu Ming, the entire royal family is full of doubts. In addition, the eldest prince's grandfather was directly "accidentally" burned to death at the royal airport. Just look at it.

Under such circumstances, the royal family has always been accustomed to covering up the rotten and ugly dark side with more shocking news, so the eldest prince, who has reached marriageable age, Lu Chen, who is the first heir to the throne, became this masquerade ball. key.

Even though all the invitations have not been sent out, the rumors have gradually spread in the imperial capital.

Although no one knows who Lu Chen will personally invite, but...

His eyes were silently on Leng Yiyao who was walking towards the back seat. He hardly needed to ask anyone to know that that person would never change his mind.

Leng Yiyao raised her eyebrows in surprise, this is really a bit strange, why didn't Homer hear Zhai Mu mention it? It was clear that when he came to pick her up at the entrance of the military academy that day, he and Lu Chen met directly, and after she got out of Lu Chen's car, when she held the invitation letter in her hand, she never avoided him in front of him.

When Leng Yiyao got into the car, Zhai Mu had already started the car's engine, and the car started slowly on the road.

She found this man quite interesting. She knew how to use a knife. He leaked it to Hemo. He told Hemo how she was going tonight, but when it came to Lu Chen, why did he suddenly shut up?

"Give it. I promised to participate when the time comes." The scenery outside the window was hurriedly reversed, and she yawned and answered with a look of course.

Homer suddenly closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. "Go back to the handsome mansion."

There was a hint of helplessness in the faint voice. He probably really couldn't do anything about her. After all, what she wants to do and say always seems to be influenced only by her own will, and no one can control it. At first, when he saw her family, he thought it was strange, such an incompatible family. Now he understands that no matter what the bloodline is, from the bottom of her heart, her character is free and free. You can ask her for advice and persuade her, but as for whether she listens, whether she is willing to implement it, or not, it is her own business, and no one should interfere.

Leng Yiyao actually doesn't know why she wants to go back to the Marshal's Mansion with Hemo, because even if she goes back, she should go back to her villa. Oh no, to correct it, it's a "borrowed" villa. When you think about it, there is essentially no difference. It seems that no matter where he goes, he is within the sphere of influence of Homer. The point is, whether it's her driver Zhai Mu or her classmate, now he belongs to him, no matter the belly or the back. Well, even if it's not his, as long as he looks at him, the other party will immediately fall beside his lap. . What is defecting, that's it. Arguing with him about the direction to go home at night?

Leng Yiyao sat on the full leather seat with her head tilted, looking up at the moon boredly. Thinking about such a waste of words, she didn't do it.

Frey sat in the co-pilot seat, almost shedding tears of sympathy for his master. have never seen a young lady as invulnerable as Leng Yiyao!

"Where did the gun come from?" The car drove for five minutes, it was too quiet, and Homer had silently digested the news of Leng Yiyao's promise to participate in the Lu Chen concubine ball. Finally, he chose a topic to break the silence. .

"Suddenly came out of the military academy." She blinked, thinking that this topic doesn't seem too safe. After all, if you bring guns from the military academy at will, once discovered, you will also be dealt with by the military academy. However, when he came to her to test the gun, how could she be indifferent in such a big gun room, except for the sniper, there were all kinds of guns. I picked one that is light and easy to carry, but I didn't expect it to come in handy. She chuckled, and in front of Homer, she gently stretched out her right hand as if she was doing a trick. With any backhand, the pitch-black gun with a cold light was already clasped at her fingertips.

"Go back and let Frey help you pick a better one." He smiled, but his heart was shocked. After all, at the beginning, she left the gun room with him and Frey, and even walked away with a gun in front of him. He didn't know that if she really wanted to do it, there was nothing else she couldn't do.

"By the way, the ropes on Huo Qiming and the others can't last for a few minutes. What did you do to them?" The wind speed caused by the gunship and the convective wind on the high-rise building is not trivial, and the rope will definitely not last for a few minutes. If it really falls, even if a silence order is issued, the family behind the forty sons and daughters will also receive rumors.

"See for yourself." Hemo pressed the switch at will, and the window of the car slowly lowered in an instant. Not far away, in the air, there was a shadow on the edge of the moon...

Leng Yiyao glanced at it, the distance was a little far, and it was not very clear.

At this moment, Frey, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly whispered something through the communication device, and soon, the shadow was getting closer and closer to them.

Until the sound of the propeller became clearer, she finally saw that it was the gunship just now!

The roaring helicopter flew by, but there was something more on the pedal of the plane, which was actually tied with two strings of twist...

Well, yes, two strings of special military ropes that are often used, the group of young boys and beauties hanging upside down are tied to it as if they were twisted, and the golden hooks are hung upside down...

Tsk tsk tsk, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves became more and more tragic.

It flashed over the top of the head, and gradually flew away again. . .

In essence, Leng Yiyao felt that she was a very dark person, and when she saw what Hemo did, she suddenly felt that this person was really the same kind of person as herself. Feel. How easy it is for people to want to die, a bullet can be fed directly, and it can be satisfied in minutes in whatever posture they want to die. But what she likes most is making people unable to survive or die.

This is the highest state of torturing a person.

Don't those people take the hobby of depriving others of their dignity and bottom line? Then turn it around and play with them.

They want to give her the contraindicated product to inject back into their body, and they want "Lele", so they want to put it back on their swing.

Look how unified. She doesn't need to innovate at all.

"However, with so many wealthy families, they suddenly lost their heirs overnight. I'm afraid there will be trouble tomorrow?" She suddenly remembered that Huo Qiming's most critical support was not his father, but his grandfather. That is the legendary ship king, think about it, early in the morning, a group of businessmen Taishan suddenly found that their beloved treasure was gone, and they had to turn the imperial capital upside down!

"Leng Yiyao." He suddenly called her name.

"Huh?" She teased the corner of her mouth slightly, and looked up at him subconsciously.

"Who do you think is the person sitting in front of you!" He looked at her indifferently, his voice was calm, but every word captured his soul.

Yes, who is he!

Across the empire, a single action can subvert everyone's imagination. He killed inner ghosts, killed nine rebels in the military world, and made headlines in the empire's news, but he was still respected like a god. Just because he is Homer! The god of the military world!

He has personally judged the lives and deaths of so many people, but he is just a piece of the chessboard in the blink of an eye. In his eyes, business celebrities are different from ants.

At this moment, Ling Lie's aura burst from the car, and Leng Yiyao suddenly felt the domineering oncoming. At that moment, was a little lost....

Immediately, the corners of his lips twitched, and he smiled wickedly.

I'm afraid, from tomorrow, there will be no "Ship King" in the Imperial Capital anymore...

Frey and Zhai Mu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but they heard with their own ears how someone "borrowed a knife to kill someone". This feeling is very strange.

This is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy of Chi Guoguo. It goes without saying that he is a marshal, but they all know that Leng Yiyao's words just now are not really fearful, or worried about how big a storm will be caused by those business celebrities, but they are kindly "hinting" that weeds must be eradicated. , otherwise, the spring breeze will blow and be born again....

What is the difference between this and the entire clan that the marshal ordered to slaughter those high-ranking military officials and traitors?

The night wind is cold, but it is not as cold as the heart at the moment.

"Ah~" Leng Yiyao squinted, suddenly yawned, and fell into the back seat drowsily: "I'll sleep for a while, call me when I get there."

She hasn't practiced the piano for too long, and today's club activities cost her a lot of brain cells. However, the group of cowards just made her relax. Leng Yiyao closed her eyes lazily, thinking to herself, she needs to strengthen her physical training in the future. didn't do any physical work today, why is it so easy to get sleepy?

Watching someone fall directly into a dream in front of the Marshal, Frey could almost put an ostrich egg in his mouth. Miss Leng, are you being too casual? Have you really forgotten who the person in front of you is?

Homer slowly lowered his eyes. The car was elongated and the back seat was very spacious. He and Leng Yiyao were face to face, but now seeing her lying on her back almost alone, she couldn't help sighing softly.

Do not understand, or do not want to understand?

Suddenly he didn't want to ask.

"Marshal..." Frey paused for a moment, and was about to ask if he wanted to turn on the air conditioner. At this temperature, if Leng Yiyao was really allowed to sleep, he might catch a cold tomorrow.

He saw that Hemo suddenly raised his hand and interrupted his voice directly.

Inside the car, it suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, a rustling sound came from the back seat.

Frey didn't dare to look back, only Zhai Mu glanced through the reflector.

The dignified and handsome emperor actually sat beside her with someone, leaning her crooked head in his arms, preventing her from bumping and giving her peace...

At this moment, there was a quiet and peaceful flow between the two, as if no one could break it.

Zhai Mu suddenly retracted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the road in front of him again, but this time, his face was expressionless and his expression was straight...

That night, the car drove very steadily, and when it arrived at the Marshal's Mansion, it wasn't even eleven o'clock.

Leng Yiyao slept all the way and recovered a lot. When she got off the car, she looked up and the moon was even brighter.

"Is the fat chef there?" She asked casually, suddenly missing the other's craftsmanship. Although the food at Rhodes' parents dinner was provided by top hotels, the taste was still a bit different from that of the fat chef.

"It's so late, it's easy to accumulate food and it's not good for the stomach." Someone's voice came from behind.

She stretched, "I know, I'm just thirsty and want to drink some juice." After sleeping all the way, she felt warm all over her body, but her throat immediately became a little dry. She turned her head and smiled softly at him: "Don't worry, I won't kidnap him to run."

For a while, she smiled like a cute girl, not having any scheming at first glance, but her eyes full of expectations for juice.

Homer shook his head, "As you wish."

He didn't believe that the fat chef could run, but he was afraid that she had wings and could fly.

Leng Yiyao's eyes lit up, and she immediately called to Frei: "Did you hear me? Hurry up and ask the chef to give me freshly squeezed juice. I want to drink kiwi and pomegranate juice."

Frey felt that today, no one was normal.

Zhai Mu, who had made a contribution, was taciturn along the way. After all, it was Miss Leng who was sleeping, but when she woke up, she ordered someone to squeeze the juice naturally. ?

what…….

Frey's mind lit up, and he suddenly realized that this was not the first time Leng Yiyao had stayed at the Marshal's Mansion, and she had kept all the toiletries from the last time. Thinking about it this way, I feel like I'm making a fuss.

Ever since the marshal's mansion has known up and down that after a woman stepped into the mansion, it seems that whether it is a personal soldier or other personnel, it is getting more and more accustomed to Leng Yiyao's appearance.

Frey pursed his lips and suddenly looked at the marshal who was walking slowly along the lawn to his room.

Is this the legendary "moisturizing and silent"?

Before you know it, let Miss Leng get used to everything, and then, with a single blow, you will be caught in the palm of your hand?

Because of this idea, the resentment that Marshal had made Leng Yiyao's pillow all the way was completely dissipated, Frey smiled like a spring breeze and nodded fiercely to Leng Yiyao: "Okay, I'll ask the chef to squeeze the juice immediately."

hiss

Leng Yiyao looked at the arrogant and aloof young boy and suddenly changed his style of painting. One moment he had a calm face, and the next moment he laughed as if everything was coming back to life, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body. Shaking and turning around, seeing that Zhai Mu hadn't left, he couldn't help frowning at him: "What's wrong with Frey?"

What's wrong?

Zhai Mu raised his head, his eyes dark.

This majestic and splendid building, even he has not stepped into it a few times. More often, it was Frey who delivered orders from the marshal, who was on call in the city center or elsewhere. But looking in front of him, all the guards looked at Leng Yiyao's familiar look, and he suddenly understood that this person was not the first time to come to this Marshal's Mansion.

Perhaps, when he didn't know it, many things were already indistinguishable from City D.

"Probably he's thirsty too." He smiled lightly, a sharp edge flashed across his eyes, as if joking and answering her question.

At this moment, Leng Yiyao has leisurely covered her lips, hiding a yawn on her lips: "People take food as their heaven, that's the truth."

Rao is that Zhai Mu is not in a good mood at the moment, and she is also a little speechless by her appearance. This person seems to never disdain to conceal his "foodie" nature, and he will always maximize his appetite.

"Let's go." He turned around and turned to the car. He is different from Frey, the latter is the marshal's personal soldier, and is inseparable, and naturally has the right to live in the marshal's mansion, but he is just an ordinary officer, so late, it is time to go back.

"Good night." Leng Yiyao greeted, nodded, turned around at the same time, and stepped into the threshold of the Marshal's Mansion.

That night, the fat chef who rested early was pulled from the bed at once, and before he had time to lose his temper, he heard that Miss Leng and the marshal returned to the house together.

I'm darling!

What happened in the middle of the night? Dry mouth and need to drink juice?

Don't say that there is something wrong with the fat chef's thinking, but in the middle of the night, suddenly I don't want anything, just say I am thirsty, thinking of Leng Yiyao's delicate red lips, secretly showing "thirsty" to the marshal attitude... .

The fat chef suddenly felt hot and full of energy!

This is the time to benefit the marshal!

Be sure to roll up your sleeves and work hard!

As soon as Gulu got up, he didn't need the guards behind him to follow, he immediately rushed to the kitchen, took out the fruit machine, and happily picked Leng Yiyao's favorite kiwi fruit and pomegranate, while breaking open the pomegranate and carefully picking out the pulp, Pour into the machine to make juice.

Soon, two glasses of juice are ready.

Note that it is two cups.

He picked up the cup with great interest, put it on the tray, and pointed it towards the Marshal's bedroom, but when he was about to reach his destination, he was stopped by Frey. "Wrong way, it's for Miss Leng!"

"Huh?" Didn't they come back together?

Facing the look in the eyes of the fat chef Chi Guoguo, Frey coughed awkwardly: "If you want to give it away, why do you have so many words?"

If it wasn't for fear that he would make a big mistake last time, and accidentally watched Miss Leng out of the bath again, fearing that he would be sent to the frontier after being found out by the marshal, he would have handed it over to the chef?

The fat chef doesn't look a little fat and looks silly, but his brain is actually quite smart. Take the case of the shrimp drenched in oil, at the moment of the accident, when he first decided that he wanted to hug his thighs, he would definitely move towards Leng Yiyao, even if the highest-ranking marshal was the marshal, he couldn't change his mind at all. In fact, he won the bet. Not only was he not punished for his original mistakes, but he also became the first chef to live in the Marshal's Mansion. You must know that the marshal never paid much attention to the appetite. After the meal, he would never eat again. Therefore, the cooks in the house have always been on a rotational basis, and no one can stay here at night.

Why does he live here? it goes without saying.

Since Miss Leng and the marshal were not together, he naturally didn't dare to say more, and immediately took the juice carefully and walked quickly to Leng Yiyao's guest room.

I knocked on the door, and sure enough, the voice inside was very clear: "Is the juice ready?"

"Yes, Miss Leng, I'll give you the freshly squeezed one, so it's delicious." The fat chef replied immediately, with a simple and honest look, and the three bays on his chin came out.

Leng Yiyao just finished taking a shower, but this time, her change of pajamas was prepared in the room, so when she opened the door, except for her hair wrapped in a headscarf, the rest of the place was the same as usual. "Thank you for disturbing your rest so late."

She put her hand on the tray and paused slightly, "Two cups ready?"

"Well, I thought you were with the marshal..." He carefully looked at Leng Yiyao's face as he spoke, but halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that what he said sounded quite strange, alone in the middle of the night. What……. His face turned pale, and he immediately followed: "We were discussing things together, but I didn't expect the marshal to have returned to the house, so I'll send it to you first."

Leng Yiyao waved his hand and took a cup at random. There was one cup left, but it was hard to say that he would give it to Frey, so he raised his head and smiled lightly at him: "Thank you for your hard work, give the remaining cup to the marshal, and you will Rest, I have nothing else to do here."

"Hey, alright." The fat chef nodded, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that he had done a very remarkable thing inadvertently.

This hunch was confirmed the moment he conveyed Leng Yiyao's intentions when he saw Frei.

"Are you serious?" Frey looked at the fat chef with burning eyes: "Miss Leng really said, let you give this glass of juice to the marshal?"

Although the fruit used is from the Marshal's Palace, and the manpower used is also from the Marshal's Palace, Miss Leng clearly did not eat alone, which means she still thinks of the Marshal's, doesn't she?

The fat chef is a little confused about the brain circuit of the officer in front of him, but it's just a glass of juice. Is he so happy? However, he bowed his head wisely and smiled with a beaming smile on his face: "Yes, Miss Leng personally explained it, and it must be given to the marshal."

"Good, good" Frey's series of good, thought, it is not in vain for the marshal so late, but also rushed to the imperial capital harbor, rushed to the crown and angered!

As long as you have the heart, a glass of juice is the starting point!

"Just give it to me, I'll deliver it!"

The fat chef watched Frey happily holding the glass of juice in both hands, as if he was holding some kind of baby, and happily ran to the marshal's bedroom, thinking, now, what's wrong with this person? So easy to satisfy? A glass of juice, the juice that the marshal doesn't even look at...

Shaking his head, dragging his increasingly plump body, the chef returned to his residence on his own.

On the other hand, on Homer's side, seeing Frey, whose mouth was grinning to the back of his ears, he eagerly brought a glass of juice, his expression almost frozen.

"what is this?"

"Juice!" Frey smiled, his eyes crooked, almost suspecting that the Marshal was asking knowingly.

Homer rubbed his temples with a headache. Of course he knew it was juice, but if he had a late-night snack or was thirsty, why did he send it to him?

Frey's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Homer to speak, he immediately added: "Miss Leng ordered two cups in total, one for her and one for you."

The hand that was about to push the juice away gave a slight meal.

After a long time, the strong hand held the cup and landed on the table, "Understood, go and rest."

Frey actually wanted to look up at the Marshal's expression at the moment, but was afraid that if he really did it, he would not be able to see the rising sun tomorrow morning. Comparing the two, in the end, I honestly chose to retire with peace of mind.

For a while, in the bedroom with the door closed, there was only one person, facing the glass of juice in front of the table, bowing his head and meditating.

His handsome and compelling profile was like a miracle under the shadow of the lamp. He suddenly lowered his head and smiled lightly, rubbing his fingertips back and forth on the mouth of the cup, as if he was reminiscing about the moment when he held her slender waist for a long time., gulp it down….

The moment he put the wine glass back on the table, he suddenly curled his lips and smiled gracefully.

It's just beginning, isn't it?

What kind of concubine selection dinner, as long as he wants to, can Lu Chen still go to heaven!

Royal Masquerade, right?Isn't it said to be held next month?

He wanted to see what kind of princess the emperor who was obsessed with the inheritance of the royal family and obsessed with power would pick out for his good son...

At night, the cold moon shines on this empire, how many people toss and turn, sleepless all night, and how many people are frightened and evaporated since then...

In the bedroom that was as cold as the palace of vast cold all the year round, a man was playing with the glass, his eyes were full of ghosts and soul-stirring!.