Plants vs. Zombies

When Lancey came out of Michelle's room, Jameson couldn't help but think that he still ignored the ability of the little princess of Aobei. Of course, he would not think that Mrs. Edgar had been hiding in this room early in the morning. , the only possibility now is that after they imprisoned Bixie's princess, this lady avoided their eyes and ears in a weird way and brought Mrs. Lanxi into the room.

There may even be a contribution from Liu Dingjia.

Jameson rubbed his nose, feeling that such a thought suddenly flashed into his head, it was really unreasonable, but strangely made him unable to refute it.

As a high-level samurai, he thought his sixth sense was very accurate, and the only time it failed in his life was that of the Necromancer.And Lanxi walked out of the princess' bedroom in order to hand over the manuscript in her hand to the ruler of the Onan Dynasty.Jameson himself is very wary of this George/Edgar autograph, even if his soul is not inclined to another continent, he does not want this manuscript to reappear in this world.

"Ma'am, do you know what this manuscript will bring?" Jameson looked at the pale lady seriously, but the other party was only slightly taken aback, and then answered him: "I know clearly, but you should understand a mother's desire."

The lady's answer was very decent, not at all like the usual cowardly image, which made Jameson feel even more strange.

"Who?" Jameson asked vigilantly, and at the same time aimed at the not completely closed door of the princess bedroom, and his reaction fully demonstrated that he had doubts about the identity and blood of the head of the Herold family.

"Don't you know?" Mrs. Lanxi did not speak clearly, but hinted at the answer tactfully.

"It seems that my little lover brought you here." Jameson's serious face relaxed, and even his tone became cheerful and joyful, "Congratulations on the recognition of your mother and son."

Liu Dingjia, who was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping, couldn't help coughing. He couldn't help but look at Zhou Hong, who was winking and making strange faces at him—it seemed that Zhou Hong had already guessed that Jameson had already made strange faces. His relationship with Mrs. Rainsy had become suspicious, the matter.

Outside the door, a small verbal trap by Jameson made Lanxi take the initiative to admit the truth.

"When did this bastard become so cunning?" Liu Dingjia snorted unconvinced, and made a contemptuous gesture at Jameson through the narrow door, but Zhou Hong sneered at his reaction : "What are you doing hiding here? Didn't I tell you to find Jameson?"

"I don't!" Liu Dingjia ran to the bed and sat down cross-legged. "I decided to monitor you. Since Jameson is the only trustworthy person on this continent, why should I stay by his side?"

"Let's stay here." Zhou Hong didn't insist, but got up and closed the book, then picked up the corner of his skirt, and before Liu Dingjia could react, he had already walked out and inserted into the conversation outside the door: "Mrs. , please take me to meet the ruler of the empire, this place is really full of crises, which makes me worry."

Jameson looked strangely at the little princess who came out suddenly, and there was a hint of conspiracy in the air: "Where's Kangji?"

"Inside, he looks like you, what a poor child!" Bixie his princess teased, winking at Jameson exaggeratedly, this "abnormal" behavior made the Herold family The young master felt very uncomfortable, and wondered if the always proud princess had eyes twitching.

However, the most important thing for him now is not Liu Dingjia—especially after confirming that he is safe now, Jameson's mind is completely on the necromancer's manuscript: "Your Highness, do you Already know Mrs. Lanxi's plan?" He felt that he couldn't see through this little woman, the little princess who clearly had a good memory was so innocent and cute, and she didn't match her current appearance at all!Can the pressure of the royal family really change a person to such an extent?

Thinking back to the past when he was young in Bixie, the warrior's eyes dimmed, and suddenly he felt that he had been asleep for too long, so long that everything in this world had changed to an unacceptable level !

Zhou Hong keenly noticed the momentary loss and loneliness on the face of the man opposite, but there was no strangeness on his face.After he nodded in acknowledgment, Jameson couldn't help being impatient: "Do you know the possible consequences of this?"

"But I have no way to object, let alone the strength to object. I am just a prisoner in your house." The young princess shrugged and said irresponsibly.

"Then I will refuse this matter." Jameson suddenly darkened his face and made a decision: "Princess and Madam, please go back to the room. If it is convenient, let my lover come out and meet me."

Michelle shrugged her shoulders again, she seemed to have no objection to this decision, and then persuaded Mrs. Rancy to go back.

"Why?" As soon as she entered the room, Lanxi couldn't bear to ask the princess who changed her mind temporarily.

Liu Dingjia, who had eavesdropped on all the conversations between the three of them, also frowned, and was puzzled by Zhou Hong's actions. According to his understanding of this cousin, the other party was not such a back-and-forth person.

"I just discovered something suddenly." Zhou Hong shrugged, "Fortunately, Ma'am didn't tell us about our conditions, otherwise we might not be able to afford it."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Lanxi, who is not from the Celestial Dynasty, couldn't understand the meaning of Zhou Hong's words for a while, and although Liu Dingjia understood, she was also at a loss.

Looking at the bewildered faces of the "mother and son", Zhou Hong felt a little funny for a moment: "Madam, can you tell me how you feel about the undead manuscript? Are people in the Aonan Empire afraid of it?"

"Of course...but not as deep fear as Aobei and Aodong." Lanxi hesitated, and when the final answer was completed, she suddenly understood what the princess meant. It is true that people in Aonan mainland are afraid of the undead war. , but he will not show a frightened and angry expression when he hears the undead manuscript like Jameson.Although the other party made some disguises, the initial change in expression was so obvious that she couldn't restrain it, even if she could feel the strong hatred leaking from the bottom of the other party's heart.

"What's the matter?" Liu Dingjia held the opposite opinion, "If my memory is correct, Jameson was studying in Odong during the Undead War, and it is only natural that he would leave a terrifying impression in his heart."

Regarding Liu Dingjia's statement, Zhou Hongcheng disagreed: "I heard that this young master has lost his memory—not to mention that the crisis facing Ao Nan is imminent. Anyone with his status will not reject the manuscript of the undead. Opportunity." After all, this manuscript contains more than just the production and summoning methods of the Rotting Maggot Spirit.

"Oh, listening to you say that, it seems that you are doubting Jameson's identity. Isn't he the son of the Marquis of Aonan? I saw the process of his kinship recognition ceremony with my own eyes." Liu Dingjia said.

However, Zhou Hong grinned and poked him in the face: "Can't you and Mrs. Lanxi succeed in confessing to each other with blood?" The meaning of this sentence is very clear. Liu Dingjia's true origin was even more obscure, but the two people in front of her didn't try to explain the confusion in her heart at all!

When Zhou Hong and Liu Dingjia got together to discuss Jameson's identity, the real owner of the Marquis Mansion, Marquis Herold, came back secretly from the front line, which surprised Jameson. It has not been a day and night since the incident happened. Unexpectedly, General Herold, who was far away in the frontier, returned home.

Is it a coincidence?Watching General Herold in black take off his hood, Jameson dismissed the possibility.

"Jamesson." The Marquis, who was still as strong as a young man, took off his black coat, walked up to his son, and patted his shoulder, "You are much stronger."

Jameson tried his best to make a choking motion, trying hard to play the appearance of a poor man who lost his mother and son, and looked at the Marquis with red eyes: "Father..."

"Needless to say, this is inevitable, it just came too early." The Marquis was far less serious or sad than Jameson had imagined, and there was even a little bit of grief on his face from the death of a loved one Neither could be found.Jameson didn't know whether it was because the marquis was too cold-blooded and harsh or too calm and self-sufficient to achieve this, but no matter what the reason was, it was a sufficiently daunting existence!

The Marquis didn't talk much with his son. Even when it came to his wife and grandson who had just died, he didn't show any superfluous concern in his words. On the contrary, he cared more about what happened on the forbidden ground.After talking with Jameson, the Marquis led the captain of the personal guard to the forbidden area of ​​Xiyuan and told everyone to stay away.

Standing under the corridor outside the West Garden, Jameson looked up at the top of the Forbidden House, where a faint yellow light had been lit, then he turned and walked to the guest room, stood still in front of Princess Bisheta's bedroom, knocked He knocked on the door: "Kangji, come out and have a good chat with me."

Liu Dingjia, who had the opportunity to see the manuscript written by the great necromancer just because of Zhou Hongruo's words that seemed to be nothing, was immersed in the chemical equations in the manuscript that seemed familiar but completely unknown, and when he couldn't help himself, suddenly Hearing this life's cry, he was immediately shocked and trembled violently.

Zhou Hong gave him a contemptuous look, and wanted to take away the manuscript, but he couldn't do it easily because of Lan Xi who was staring at the manuscript, so he had no choice but to target his cousin who was holding the manuscript: "Your darling is calling you affectionately!"