A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

Ludwig hadn't seen Homan since returning from White Musk.

But this doesn't mean that Ludwig is completely ignorant of his news. When he left the hospital, he paid attention to the news about Homan discussed by the nurses in twos and threes. The conclusion is: Homan is not dead, and there is not much problem at present.

He said, the sentinel Homan, if he is strong, he will die, and it is impossible for him to be in trouble if anything happens to him.

What's more, Homan is a counterfeit pretending to be his identity. After occupying the dove's nest for so many years, he still dare not be afraid of death and like him as a guide. Even if he dies, what does he have to do with him?Wouldn't it just replace it?

Having said that, Ludwig felt inexplicably unwilling, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out the reason.

There were fewer guests invited to the Haber's banquet, and most of them were nobles with their own identities, so it was not as noisy as a normal party.

It's just that this peace and tranquility didn't reach Ludwig's heart at all. He quickly walked around the balcony and then walked down the garden pavilion, but he didn't find Homann's figure in the crowd.

Unable to find it anywhere, he became more anxious, Ludwig's eyelids slightly closed, and his brows frowned.

"Lovebirds~lovebird~" Lao Tzu flapped his wings and sang beside him, shaking his round belly.

Sure enough, there are couples of young lovers everywhere in the garden pavilion.Next to Leng Buding, there was an angry and arrogant silver-haired man, and they all acted like birds and beasts, and no one thought of stepping forward to make them unhappy.

Ludwig's search failed, but he was dazzled by the disturbed "lovebird" thumping. He was in a very bad mood at the moment, and walked towards a slightly secluded shaded place.

The courtyard of Haber's house is larger than the inside of the building, so there are many sparsely populated and shaded places.Ludwig paced back and forth, trying to find the same pheromone as Simon and him from the air, but suddenly found obvious mental fluctuations in the front left.

Compared with guides, ordinary people and sentries are not familiar with mental power manipulation, but the mental fluctuations in front of them are obviously huge enough to distort space.It's all like this, Ludwig is a fool if he can't perceive it anymore.

He took a step forward, but his feet were hugged by something, and a white flying squirrel appeared in front of his eyes, his eyes swirling like whirlpools.

Ludwig regained his energy, broke the white flying squirrel's mental suggestion in just a second, grabbed it immediately, and threw it out.It can be seen that this guide has just grown up and is not familiar with the control of mental power.Ludwig sneered, and sure enough, he saw the mental pressure in front of him suddenly collapse, and he strode forward and found a figure not far away.

"Third Highness, please promise me. I really like you."

"Okay." The cold, familiar voice revealed the identity of the owner.

Hearing this voice, Ludwig was shocked all over, and he raised his eyes suddenly, and sure enough, the two figures overlapped.

The spiritual body was the guide of the white flying squirrel, facing him, curled up in Homan's arms with a happy smile on his face.The disgusting gesture caused Ludwig's anger to rush to his forehead. Before he could think about why, his body was already moving.

The two flew out together.

Dandy was overwhelmed and fainted.

But Homan came to his senses instead. He was manipulated by Dandy just now, and he couldn't struggle out.Now that I reacted, I realized that it was an external impact, which hit the tree trunk.

Homan supported the tree trunk and stood up. He turned his head to see the fainted Dandy and heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect his chin to be pinched by a pair of big hands.

In front of him was the face he had been thinking about for a long time.

Ludwig gritted his teeth and was about to ask questions, but found that he didn't know what to ask.Obviously, the person in front of him keeps saying that he likes him, but in the blink of an eye, he throws himself at the other guides, and his intentions are sinister.

The silver hair caressed Homan's face, soft and cold, completely opposite to Ludwig.This reminded him of the strands of Ludwig's forehead hair that he cut off before, and they are still treasured in the accompanying palace and bedside cabinet.

Homan could see that Ludwig was angry. His bright golden pupils, which had never been organic, were burning like fire, and they had more human colors.

"What were you doing just now!" I choked out this sentence after holding back for a long time.

Homan narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of teasing at the end of his peach-blossom eyes. He said with a deadpan face, "Are you jealous that I have another guide?" It was his turn to tease him for a while.

Ludwig's veiny hands showed his nervousness, and his slightly closed eyelids concealed his doubts.What kind of jealousy is this?He just... couldn't stand Homan using his identity to do something like this.

While Ludwig was distracted, Homan reached out and grabbed his neck.Ludwig ducked back inertially, but the chain around his neck jumped up with inertia, and was caught by Homan.

Homan was also taken aback. He intended to grab Ludwig's neck and tease him (after all, there is nothing else to make him happy except this), but unexpectedly, he grabbed Ludwig's chain instead.

Homan opened his hand slightly, and took a closer look. There was a small white grass in the transparent vial. No, compared to this, flowers can only describe its enchantment.He froze—

"It tastes like this." Ludwig's voice sounded in the memory.

"There's no smell." Obviously there is no taste.

"It's the same taste."

"what is the problem?"

"There is nothingness grass in there. It shouldn't be in there at all..."

Memories flooded in, and Homan came to his senses, his eyes turned bright red uncontrollably, and his expression was distorted by fear.

Ludwig saw the ferocious expression on the person he was pulling up, and thought he had hurt him, so he loosened his hand and let Homann get out.

Homan didn't even have the intention to stand on his feet, and his legs gave way and fell to the ground.

Ludwig was taken aback: "Oh, what are you doing?"

He let go of Homan, and Homan's expression didn't improve.

"What's wrong with you?" Ludwig frowned, and the familiar feeling of bewilderment came again.

Homan sat on the ground in a daze, and raised his head when he heard this.

"You...how are you!"

At some point, Homan's face was full of tears, half of which had flowed down to his chin, accompanied by his choking and weeping.Ludwig was shocked. He was no longer at a loss, but was pinned to the ground by an unknown force, unable to move his toes.

"Why are you crying!" It took Ludwig a while to recover his voice, "Does it hurt that much?"

How many times has he carried it like this, yet he has never seen him cry in pain!

This was the first time Ludwig saw Homan crying, and he was so busy that he was obviously frightened.Homan has a bad temper but a tough temper. Even if his bones were broken by him before, he would not hum. He has never seen him cry on his own initiative. How could he be so unpredictable...

Ludwig's head hurt from Homan's pain, and he couldn't figure it out for a long time. He pinched Homan's shoulder with two fingers and tried to get him up, and said viciously, "Don't cry!"

But Homan didn't cooperate, Ludwig didn't dare to use force, this action didn't work at all.

This scene looked extremely strange, and the passing guests also detoured when they saw this situation.

Homan stared blankly at Ludwig, his tea-green pupils contained the entire universe, deep and sharp, as if he wanted to see every pore on his skin clearly.

Ludwig really didn't understand what kind of temperament this noble young master had. Seeing that Homan was sitting under his lap and crying was nothing, so he frowned and stretched out his arms to hug him.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly powerless Homan pushed him fiercely, got up with his hands and feet, and stumbled away in embarrassment.

The anxiety that Ludwig had finally suppressed came back, and he reached out and hammered the tree trunk, what's the matter!

He obviously came here to find Simon, how did this happen.

The parrot Laozi has already patrolled around, flapping his wings and stopping on the branch next to Ludwig: "嘤嘤嘤 (*'艸'*)～"

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The old butler ordered the entourage to wipe the furniture as usual.Today, His Highness the Third Highness went out for a day after a long absence, and was scheduled to have dinner at the Haber's dinner.

Although the Third Highness had a much better temper when he came back from land reclamation, and he didn't pick on them much anymore, but that didn't mean they were just for display.

As a housekeeper for 50 years, the motto of the old housekeeper Piero is: [-]% of what the master requires, and [-]% of what the master does not ask for!

This is the standard of a good accompanying officer!

Just as the accompanying officer was gritting his teeth and working hard, the door of Suixing Hall opened.

Their respected and beloved Third Highness came in in a daze.

This expression was often seen on Homan's face by the old butler recently, but this time, it was obviously several times more serious than before.

The aura around Homan was different. If he had the expression of a living person before, now Homan looked more like a walking dead. The breath of despair seemed to take away the breath of the people around him.

The entourage retreated very winkingly, for fear of offending the Third Highness, who was obviously in a dark mood.In fact, Homan couldn't see them at all now, his pupils were gray, and he didn't notice any changes in the outside world.

The old housekeeper was a little worried and tried to stop him: "Third Highness? Third Highness?"

Homan staggered and ran into the old butler head-on.

He came back to his senses suddenly, Cha Hui's eyes were fixed on the old housekeeper, holding his shoulders with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is the room where the mother lived when she came?"

The old butler was taken aback: "Why does Your Highness ask this?"

"Where is it!" Homan shouted with difficulty. In fact, he didn't make too much noise, and his repressed character had penetrated into his bones.

Even so, the old butler was also taken aback.Unless Homan was annoyed, he never yelled at others.No matter how bad his mood is, throwing a glass or smashing a house, he will never yell at others for no reason. The noble demeanor has already formed him into a gentleman's habit. very elegant.

But now, Homan has lost the ability to think, and acts entirely by instinct.

"First from the left on the second floor. The biggest one."

The old housekeeper frowned, thinking whether to inform the eldest prince, the state of the Third Highness was obviously very wrong.

Homan put down the old butler, turned around and went upstairs.