Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Even Hemo, who has always been indifferent, could not help but raise her eyebrows when she heard Leng Yiyao's words, looked at her eyes with strange expressions, paused, and whispered: "You know, he Why did you come to see me?"

Why?

Leng Yiyao pinned the broken hair behind her ears and smiled lazily.

As the heir to the royal family, Lu Chen's only rival is his younger brother. Both of them have their own advantages. Lu Ming has a very high reputation among the people, and the public support is obviously extraordinary. However, as the eldest son, Lu Chen was deeply biased by his father. The two have fought in secret for so many years, yet they can maintain their natural face.

However, now that the second prince is dead, he has benefited a lot as the successor. But because he was the only one who directly benefited, all talents would naturally think of the death of the second prince Lu Ming on his body.

Regardless of whether Lu Chen is really jealous or just showing him to Lao Tzu, he has to find someone with superb status and status to be a notary for him. Or, take advantage of this person's mouth to block all the people's gold.

Throughout the empire, people who can fit this status can count over with their fingers.

Calculated according to the distance between relatives, naturally members of the royal family are the first choice. It's a pity that his old man is now really upset by the second prince's death, and there is no doubt that he will have a three-point guess at the moment, so Lu Chen can only look at other people.

There is no need to think about politics. After all, the two parties are now side by side, and which party is not credible enough to choose. Maybe if one party is selected, the other party can give him a fat foot stone.

Only in the military, from top to bottom, the only head of the whole is looking forward.

No one is more suitable to be his notary than the one in front of you! No one is more credible than Hemo!

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

However, just his dog temper...

Listening to the buzzing echo at the door, I don't know how the high-levels of the hotel are dealing with the prince with all their faces right now.

Leng Yiyao hehehe in her heart, she had to sigh that it was a pity that she was killed under the knife in her hand the night she was reborn. In contrast, regardless of his appearance or IQ, Lu Minggao's brother is simply not a class.

"His Royal Highness does not go to the Palace of the Three Treasures for everything, so naturally I want to ask you." She smiled, her eyes fell on his eyebrows without hesitation while speaking.

"You said, half of the reason why he came here to find me is because of you?" Hemo's raised eyebrows slowly returned to nature, calmly, as if gradually tempting her to reveal all the puzzles. In the tone, there was not even a hint of eagerness.

"The night that His Royal Highness Lu Ming died, I was the only survivor."

She laughed slowly, and walked towards Hemo who was sitting on the bed step by step.

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

It seems that as long as one is sideways, their faces can be touched together.

At this moment, Hemo looked at the person in front of her, her eyes flashed, and her eyes seemed to penetrate the bottom of her heart.

Leng Yiyao looked at his eyes and smiled suddenly.

Look, this is the keenness of the same kind and the same kind, not about the senses, it is a kind of unclear and unclear consciousness.

She can be pretty sure that Hemo is the same as her, even if she hasn't dialyzed her character yet, just like the first time she saw him, he has the same premonition. They have the same blood in their bones!

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

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

A muffled hum...

When Frey came quickly on guard, I saw Leng Yiyao being forced to sit on his lap by the marshal...