A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

The rules of the royal family of the Mein Empire are still very strict.The deputies such as the accompanying officer are all selected by thousands of people, and the royal family's itinerary is naturally in charge of a special person.

A strand of hair on the Queen's body, and even a mouthful of spittle, cannot follow the trash can and the water pipes like ordinary people.After all, if it is collected by someone with a heart and sold as a genetic sample, it will be an evil incident.

And Homan has become such a caring person today.

The privilege of the royal family allowed him to easily enter Queen Teresa's genetic cabinet, and one of the cabinets contained Her Royal Highness's fallen hair.When it fell, how long it is, etc. are all marked one by one.

Homan quickly picked up one and walked out quickly.

When the old butler saw the closed door, his heart felt numb, and he stepped forward: "Your Highness, no matter what happened? At this time, rest is the most beneficial to your body."

With a flick of his arm, Homan pushed the old butler away, and walked into his room in silence.

The old housekeeper sighed in relief, and was about to leave when he found the door of His Highness the Third Prince's room opened again.

Homan stepped forward with his long legs, the soles of his feet felt the wind, and walked out of the palace in a few steps, leaving behind the old butler and the entourage who were looking at each other.

In the middle of the night, the streets are quiet, and occasionally there are a few evening parties and celebrations, and they are far away from each other, so they won't disturb the neighbors.I don't know what kind of festival it is on the Silver Rose Star. There are some joyful decorations hanging on the street, but it's a pity that these joyful atmospheres haven't softened Homan's cold expression at all.

Homan seemed to lose his mind, but in fact he just went crazy for a moment in front of Ludwig.Now I have tried my best to clean up my emotions, do as little useless work as possible, and do the verification as soon as possible.

It's not that he doesn't vent his emotions, but now, he doesn't have the capital to be willful at all.

In the two transparent bottles in the hands, under the dark night, two sections of silver hair glisten.

Homann could tell which one belonged to Ludwig at a glance.Compared with Queen Teresa's long-term pampered and prone to brittle hair, Ludwig's hair is relatively thick, strong, and shiny.

His thoughts were dazzled, and he couldn't help turning his brain wildly, so he could only try to use other things to attract his attention.

He's reduced to studying this, Homan thought sadly.

Although I want to avoid being swayed by the turbulent and violent emotions in my heart, it is indeed difficult to implement it in reality.Admitting that all living capital is just a dream is not an easy task for Homan who has lived as a prince for more than 20 years.

Just kidding, even if a poor boy finds out that his mother is not his real mother, he will have to wait a few days before talking about other things; but now, it only took Homan less than an hour to ask himself to return to normal state, which is like torture.

It's not that Homan only relied on the prince's position in his life. He worked so hard to reach the dazzling and dazzling sun in the sky in the first half of his life, but at the moment he reached it immediately, he told him that Ji Lei under his feet was not where he should stand at all.That heart is definitely not something that can be settled with the word "lying | trough".

The turbulent thoughts slowly separated, and gradually embarked on the proper path.

Before he could figure out who he was looking for, he couldn't help but ran out.

There are too many people around Homan who can help him with the small job of testing a gene.Even if he opened his mouth, thousands of people would rush forward, vying to help him do it for free.

However, when it really came to this time, he couldn't find anyone to do it.

After counting them carefully, there is not a single person who is not mixed with the prince's identity and Homan's authenticity.

Grand Prince Kean, Queen Teresa, old butler Piero, and even roommate Luca, Marshal Bampas... Ludwig.He has lived until now because he has never been someone who begs to be relied on.The end of dependence is naturally destruction.

Cracking fingers to count the two hands.Homan was silent for a few seconds, then walked towards the Royal Hospital.

Doctor Carmi.

At such a moment, his best choice is to place the bet on a stranger he has only known for a month.

Homan folded his coat and walked all the way to the hospital.

In the 24-hour emergency room, a little nurse was sitting, dozing off bit by bit, when she suddenly saw a stranger push the door open, she stood up quickly: "Sir? What's wrong with you?"

Homan glanced blankly at the white building and all kinds of medical equipment, and said indifferently, "I'm looking for Dr. Carmi."

The little nurse frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with this person?I ran over in the middle of the night and wanted to appoint a doctor, so I had to put on a patterned smile: "I'm sorry, although Dr. Jiami's apartment is inside the hospital, he is not on duty today. So I probably went out at dinner time, and now I'm still there. did not return."

Homan's eyes were sore, and he took the little nurse out of sight. The next moment, he lost his mind and his head began to hurt.

With a low snort, Homan nodded in order to hide the pain, and turned to leave.

Although the little nurse is young, her qualifications are not low. She often sees patients enduring pain. How can she not know how Homan gritted his teeth and endured pain: "Sir, why don't you feel uncomfortable, why don't you come in first? It's so late, you alone It is easy for a guide to encounter danger when going out alone."

Homan raised his red eyes, and his voice was a little wet: "Guide?"

The little nurse was surprised: "That's right, sir? What's the matter? You should not be an adult, right? If you feel unwell, you should bring your companion animal to come and have a look?"

After speaking, he walked out of the counter, reached out to help Homan, and wanted to bring him into the ward.

Homan shook off the little nurse's hand and broke through the door.

The little nurse scratched her head and pouted: "What's the situation, this is..."

Homan rushed all the way to the hospital door, found a corner on the side, and pushed himself against the side.He took out his portable optical brain and sent a message to Carmi.

The interface kept flickering, but there was no prompt to connect.Not long after, it became an unanswered message and stagnated on the optical-brain interface.

After repeating this several times, Homan's hand dropped.If he hadn't verified it himself, he would have thought that the number given by Carmi was a fake number.

Panting non-stop, Homan's breath turned into white air when it was cold.

The night on the Silver Rose planet is not particularly cold, but compared to most planets, the artificial atmosphere here is much thinner.Even if the interstellar people's bodies are far stronger than those in the middle ages, the temperature will drop to freezing point gradually at night, and the strongest sentry may be unconscious, but ordinary people and guides may not be able to bear it.

But the coldness and heat of the outside world can't touch Homan's heart.

Quiet night, broken hopes, long hours.

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"Roar!" The dragon roared into the sky, Simon had just knocked on the door once, and the accompanying officials opened the door of the accompanying hall.

Simon sniffed around the carpet, let out a cry, and the dragon's head violently bumped against the furniture.

The old butler came out from the back room: "Your Highness Simon, His Highness the Third has left the accompanying hall. He didn't tell us where he went."

When Simon heard this, he shook his head wildly, and white gas came out of his nostrils, obviously quite angry.

The old housekeeper raised his reading glasses, and frowned: "You can't track down His Highness?"

Even companion beasts that don't have a connection will more or less telepathize with their masters, and can find the location of both parties by virtue of their spiritual connection.

However, Simon is now completely unable to locate Homan.

He has always searched by smell and has a very keen sense of smell, but now he finds that there is no smell of Homan within ten miles.

Not a trace.

Simon jumped up, flapping his wings violently, and none of the accompanying officers stopped him.

Today's Simon is as tall as a person, with strong strength, black flame can even burn through ice steel, and his combat power is not comparable to this group of ordinary people.

The old butler twirled his beard: "Your Highness Simon, I feel that His Highness Homan must be in a hurry, so he left before notifying His Highness Simon. It must be because it won't be too long, and he will be back after a while."

Simon didn't feel comforted at all, and looked at the door.

The old butler's old eyes were shining brightly: "The third highness is wise and powerful. If you can't smell the smell, you must have brought some special potion. As for your highness Simon, it's just that you are also a noble person. You are not afraid to go out to look for it, but I am afraid that after you go out, the third highness If I can’t find you after I come back, I will be even more worried. Why don’t we stay until tomorrow morning, if there is no news from His Highness, go out and look for it.”

Simon sneezed, wrinkled his nose, and flew back to his room as if he felt that his words made sense.

The old butler's expression was serious, and he ordered a dozen or so accompanying officers to record the clothes of the Third Highness, and went out to search, while he picked up his personal optical computer, looked at a list, and crossed Queen Teresa and a series of lists, Finally ordered the Grand Prince Keane.Soon, the call was connected: "You said that Homan was in a bad mood when he went out?"

The old housekeeper nodded: "His Highness is not in a normal mood when he goes out."

Keane probed: "But isn't Homan's mood always abnormal... Some time ago, it wasn't because of adult problems that he always lost his temper. Hahahaha, like my aunt! When have you been so nervous?"

The old butler's expression was still serious: "It's not Your Majesty. It's different this time." Even if Homan didn't drop the table or smash the glass, he could still see the difference based on the old butler's years of experience in dealing with the world.

Keen is now a little more normal: "You said that the mood is very wrong. But he has..." Progeria has been tolerated, what else can't bear it?

For a sentinel, this is considered a world-destroying blow, right?

The old butler shook his head: "This subordinate doesn't know either. But the abnormality of the Third Highness came suddenly, maybe he suddenly knew something."

Keane tilted his head, thought for a while, and pondered: "Okay. I'll go there after finishing what I'm doing. After recovering, I haven't come to visit Homan yet. If Homan comes back, please contact me." His third younger brother, who had many disasters, didn't know which god he had offended, and his fate was in jeopardy.

The old butler felt a little relieved, and just put down the communicator.There was a "click" sound of glass shattering.

Oops!

The old butler walked quickly to the next door, opened the door suddenly, and saw that the glass window was shattered in half, with a large hole in the middle that was as tall as a person, and the trivial edges swayed tremblingly in the wind.

Simon!If this guy can really persuade him with words, he will be a ghost!