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Lu Xingze has always been unconscious, so he lowered his voice and asked in his ear: "Are there any more Jiuniang Yuanzi?"

"Why do you ask this?" Yan Heng asked knowingly.

"Go back and bring me a bowl."

Yan Heng moved his lower lip, hesitant to speak.

He knew that the home cook always had leftovers from preparing desserts.It's just that Jiuniang Yuanzi is so simple to make, is it difficult for the chef of the Marshal's Mansion to make one?

Yan Heng didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly he couldn't refute, and finally only replied: "Barely think about it."

After finishing talking, he buried his head in the meal, but he was absent-minded.

Is it really that delicious?

After the welcome banquet, it was just after nine o'clock.Si Ji and Lin Sinan naturally went back to the military academy, but Yan Heng didn't go back with them, but went back to Yan's house again.

"Dad hasn't come back yet?" Yan Heng noticed the time and was a little surprised.

In Yan Heng's impression, Yan Zhaohui is a very time-conscious person, not to mention returning home within the time he promised, even in military operations.

The Thunder Legion led by Yan Zhaohui is generally equipped with the fastest mech Yemengard in the empire. It once ended one of the three major battles since His Majesty Li Yuan took the throne in the shortest time.The tactics he used on the battlefield were often unexpected, but his offensive was extremely fierce, known as "Thunderstorm War".

Steward Cheng was also a little worried: "This kind of situation is indeed very rare in generals."

The house was much warmer than the outside, Yan Heng took off his military jacket, sat down on the sofa, and suddenly noticed the teacup on the table that had not been cleared away, the tea in it was only half drunk, and there was still steam floating in it.

"Has anyone been here?"

"It was the young master's uncle who came," Cheng Butler leaned over to pack the teacup, "The young master came back just as he left, and he didn't have time to clean up."

Yan Heng couldn't help frowning: "What is he here for?"

Cheng Butler hesitated and said: "I didn't say anything specific, just said that I came to see the general. After knowing that the general is not there, I left soon."

Yan Heng was thoughtful, and after a while, he asked, "He came alone?"

Cheng Butler: "Yes, your uncle has been coming alone all this time."

Yan Heng quickly grasped the key point in his words: "Always?"

Could it be that Yan Yujie has been here before?

Cheng Butler said truthfully: "During the time when the young master was participating in the military drills, your uncle came several times and even had a dispute with the general."

Yan Heng was startled: "Dispute? What is it for?"

Although Yan Heng has always disliked Yan Yujie and Yan Lin's father and son, he knows that Yan Yujie and Yan Zhaohui are brothers and their relationship is unusual.

After Yan Zhaohui quit the judge, he was almost plotted by the Southern Cross. It was Yan Yujie who risked his life to tip the news and saved Yan Zhaohui's life.

This matter has been remembered by Yan Zhaohui for many years, so the relationship between the two families has always maintained a superficial closeness. Even if there is a little conflict and dispute, it is mostly a trivial matter that can be easily resolved.

Butler Cheng recalled: "It seems... It's about your uncle's business."

Hearing Steward Cheng say it was because of this, Yan Heng was not surprised.

Yan Yujie has made a living by doing underground business for many years, frequenting the black market and dealing with all kinds of people.Although he has always said that it is a gem business, who knows if he has done|did something out of the ordinary?

With Yan Zhaohui's personality, if he found something wrong, he would definitely stop it severely.But Yan Zhaohui has a military rank, Yan Yujie has always been jealous, plus he is timid and always listens to Yan Zhaohui's words in major matters, so Yan Heng is not much worried about Yan Zhaohui.

A strange yet familiar message flashed across the terminal, reminding him not to forget to bring Jiuniang Yuanzi.

What is familiar is the name, what is unfamiliar is the remarks, as if implying a certain relationship that he has not yet gotten used to.

He changed a lot of remarks for Lu Xingze, just like what he called Lu Xingze.That Omega, surnamed Lu, Brother Lu...

For a while, I didn't know whether changing to this formal name made me more distant or closer.

——"I'm not in a hurry, you can take it step by step."

He suddenly wanted to know what Lu Xingze wanted to replace this note with in the end.

He started, wanting to pry into his heart.

A few words, dazzling like a star, brought the bright light into his field of vision, turned into thunder and streaked across the night, and finally had the same frequency as his heartbeat.From then on, the world he could see was as bright as day.

Lu Xingze.

Xingze.

Yan Heng's eyelashes trembled slightly, the sound of his heartbeat was infinitely magnified in his alone world, and could not be covered by anything.

Butler Cheng's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Master, is the temperature in the room too high? I think your face is abnormally red."

Yan Heng came back to his senses suddenly, coughed lightly, trying to cover it up: "It's really hot."

Butler Cheng smiled: "Then for the sake of the young master's health, I'll lower the temperature in the room."

Yan Heng looked at the message on the terminal, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, do you still have Jiuniang Yuanzi?"

"Yes," Cheng Butler replied, "help the young master fill another bowl?"

"I..." Yan Heng changed his words temporarily, "Bring a copy to Si Ji."

"Master Si is indeed full of praise today," Cheng Butler said with a smile, "Then please wait a moment, Master, I will prepare for you."

Yan Heng got up, walked to the window and stopped, and saw the snow outside the window falling in succession, lightly falling on the ground, forming a layer of crystal clear but fragile frost.

Snowing.

The snowflakes reflected the icy light, and the night turned into a beast dormant under the light, quietly waiting for the time to come.

I don't know if Lu Xingze also saw the first snow on Emperor Star.

After a while, Steward Cheng came back and handed over the thermos box containing the rice balls to Yan Heng.

The temperature of the box was very warm, which warmed Yan Heng's heart.It was like the temperature that person had brought him.

He straightened his clothes and got up: "I'll go out for a while."

"Wait," Cheng Steward hurriedly called him, and went to take the military jacket that Yan Heng had just changed, "Master, it's getting cold, put on the jacket before leaving."

"Okay." Yan Heng took the military uniform jacket and put it on, but he heard a "huh" from Butler Cheng.

"how?"

"Master, your new shirt? It seems a little bigger."

Yan Heng followed his gaze and saw the star on the cuff, and the roots of his ears suddenly turned red.He almost forgot that the shirt he was wearing belonged to Lu Xingze.

"Cough, I bought the wrong one at that time." Yan Heng perfunctoryly left the hall in a hurry.

The moment he walked out of the villa, a gust of wind swept in and ruthlessly poured into his collar, like a sharp knife, cutting the skin inch by inch.

The only bit of warmth on his body was blown away by the wind, and the ferocious beast in the darkness bared its fangs, devouring the light in an instant.A bone-chilling cold began to cover the land, like the long and severe winter that brought destruction in ancient myths.

Marshal's Mansion is only a ten-minute walk from Yan's Villa.

Yan Heng typed a line on the terminal: "I brought you Jiuniang Yuanzi."

The finger hovered on the screen, but the message was delayed.

Is it too much to care about?

Ordinarily speaking, if the other party was Lin Sinan or Si Ji, he would have already sent it out, without thinking about whether there is any ambiguity.

He has been popular since childhood, but when facing Lu Xingze, he didn't know how to handle it properly.

Because of Lu Xingze, he was forced to learn to get rid of his habits for the first time, and now, it was the first time he learned to get close to a person.

Like a newborn animal, it is groping how to get along with people, carefully testing the distance, for fear of destroying something.

With a beating heart, he hides its astonishing heat, afraid that others will not see its sincerity, but also afraid of being exposed in front of others and becoming riddled with holes.I'm even more afraid of accidentally hurting something.

He protects this heart, hesitating between showing vulnerability and giving it a go, realizing for the first time that there is a price for delivering sincerity.

The cold wind was like a needle prick, traveling down the spine, bringing a faint pain.Yan Heng suddenly woke up, deleted all the words, and changed it into an indifferent sentence: "Come out."

Before the news could be released, Yan Heng heard the movement not far away, and immediately hid himself.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Lu Xingze coming out of the Marshal's Mansion. He was alone, with no soldiers or attendants around him.

It's so late, where is he going?

For some unknown reason, Yan Heng followed him, displayed his excellent anti-reconnaissance ability, and kept a considerable distance from him all the way.

Yan Heng didn't realize that he was familiar with this place until he followed Lu Xingze to the destination.

Look up, Xingyun Hotel? !

What is he doing here?

Lu Xingze stopped in front of the hotel. For some unknown reason, he turned his head to look somewhere, and after a few seconds, he retracted his gaze and walked in.

Yan Heng was about to follow when he suddenly saw a person appearing from the direction Lu Xingze was looking at. After looking around, he quickly entered the hotel.

No matter what, he couldn't admit his mistake with that back view.

It was Yan Lin.

How could the two of them appear in the hotel at the same time?

Could it be that Lu Xingze was giving Yan Lin a hint when he looked in that direction just now?

The mechanism was activated, and the door of the darkroom slowly opened.

Lu Xingze sat down, took the tea handed over by the attendant, raised his eyes to signal him to leave, and looked at the time: "The appointment is so late?"

Jiang Huai retrieved the surveillance camera and projected the picture onto the light screen: "Yan Yujie has always been doing underground business, and they always discuss business late at night in this line of business. Moreover, it was only recently that the trading location was changed to the Marshal's Mansion."

Lu Xingze was a little surprised: "Oh? Why did you change places suddenly?"

Jianghuai: "Probably some illegal business. I heard that it was banned by General Yan before."

Lu Xingze remained silent, his gaze fell on the magnified monitoring screen.

The so-called underground business generally refers to the sale of gems or crystals, as well as things that cannot be obtained through certain formal means, such as high-strength inhibitors for arms control.These industrial chains have existed in the black markets of various planets for a long time. Because they have not caused serious harm, the high-level officials of the empire have always turned a blind eye.

Yan Yujie met with the candidate at the Marshal's Mansion, apparently not knowing that this was Marshal Lu Huan's intelligence base, and his every move might fall into the eyes of others.

According to Jiang Huai's information, before Yan Zhaohui left Emperor Star, he met with Yan Yujie frequently, and the two had disputes, so starting from Yan Yujie, maybe we can get some useful information.

It was a middle-aged man who met Yan Yujie.

Yan Yujie closed the door and gave him the bag he was carrying: "I brought what you asked for."

The middle-aged man weighed it up, took a look at it in front of him, and quickly put it away, patted him on the shoulder: "Not bad."

Yan Yujie frowned: "Don't play dumb, if I can't find out about my brother, I'll never end with you."

The middle-aged man grinned: "Actually, you don't have to be so anxious. No matter what, your brother still has a military rank. He couldn't get in touch with Emperor Star for two days. It's probably because he has military affairs. He will come back after he settles it."

Yan Yujie was angry: "Hey, why don't you worry? The Yan family knows that I had a dispute with him, and now he has disappeared inexplicably. If the military department suspects me, and investigate again, how can I hide the business I have done all these years?" Can you live?"

The middle-aged man echoed: "Yes, yes, I will try my best to help you find out the whereabouts of General Yan, so that you can continue to do your business with peace of mind."

There was a knock on the door of the room, Yan Yujie's expression froze, he walked over to open the door in two or three steps, and found that the person outside the door was his precious son Yan Lin.

"Why did you come?"

Yan Lin's face was not very good-looking, and his clothes were a little messy. He tugged at Yan Zhaohui's sleeves, held his mouth together for a long time, and finally said: "Go home."

The middle-aged man smiled, his dangerous gaze skipped over Yan Lin's fair neck, the injured eye startled Yan Lin.

Yan Yujie lowered his face: "Linlin, home is nearby, you go back by yourself first."

Yan Lin's face turned pale, and he stared fixedly at him, in addition to the emotions that he tried to hide, there was also a stubbornness that had never been seen in his eyes.He just looked at Yan Yujie for a while, turned and left the hotel without begging him again.

After Yan Lin left, Yan Yujie looked up at the monitor, and suddenly leaned into the middle-aged man's ear, deliberately lowering his voice.

I couldn't hear anything after that.

Jiang Huai turned off the monitoring: "It seems that this matter has nothing to do with Yan Yujie."

Lu Xingze got up, but did not comment: "Send Xiongshi to follow the two of them closely, and report suspicious news at any time. Also, investigate their so-called 'business'."

It was already dark when we left the hotel.

Faintly aware of someone nearby, Lu Xingze stopped in front of the hotel, and the indifferent gaze he glanced over was strangely indifferent.

Seeing the people outside the hotel clearly, he froze for a moment.

"Yan Heng?"

Yan Heng pursed his lips lightly, but did not make a sound.

He suddenly didn't know how to face this scene.

Yan Lin and Lu Xingze entered the hotel one after another, Yan Lin came out of the hotel in disheveled clothes, and Lu Xingze followed behind.What happened, do you need to think about it?

The heat preservation box in my arms seems to be unable to resist the cold in the wind.He held the insulated box as if holding his own heart.

This was the first time he tried to wipe his heart clean and present it to another person.

Then, he was stabbed severely.