Why is the waste prince like that?

Aik's voice came from the radio, and Lancer listened carefully.

First, he praised His Majesty the Emperor who was not present, and then praised His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was present, explained a few words about the reason why the other two princes were not present, and then made a lengthy speech about safety.

At this time, it is probably necessary to sign a letter of responsibility. After all, it is a dangerous activity. For the guests who are not high enough, they have provided a stage for them to climb high. If something happens, Nubian will definitely not take the main responsibility.

While Moyat was holding his boots, Lancer secretly looked left and right.

so many people.

The personal guards on the inner and outer third floors, the maids, male servants and other guards who bowed their heads in Nubian Mansion, but they were all on the periphery and did not directly serve His Highness. Although Lancer sat down, he actually did not It's just a little closer, but it's still far away from His Royal Highness the crown prince sitting high above.

When he thought of this, he felt a little sympathetic to the large group of people who had just been brought down, and this was considered showing his face in front of the crown prince.

At most, he breathed the same air as the crown prince.

But having said that, he is sitting in the crown prince's car now, how can there be people who don't have eyes to step over these guards and servants to ask him to sign this thing.

Thanks to Your Highness.

Lancer safely ate a piece of crispy mille-feuille, and fixed his eyes on the breastplate of the guard opposite him.

Hey, it's so exaggerated, but it's also very handsome. There is a faint pattern, like some kind of badge. When I think about it, it seems that the Prince's Mansion has seen it before.

The uniform and handsome uniform will give people a different kind of charm, not to mention the young people selected as the prince's personal guards are all tall, long-legged and have good facial features.

It's a pity that there is no command.

In a short period of time, Lancer sighed too many times.

Seeing that he had eaten something, Samir's complexion became much ruddy after being warmed by the indoor heater, and he also took some energy to answer Moyat's words.

But after all, he didn't have to really give face to the youngest son of the Nubian family. After the parade started, as the scenery changed, Samuer ended the topic, pretended to be looking at the scenery, and thought about his own affairs by the way.

He finally seemed happier, so he went back and asked Rokuwa who made him unhappy, and taught him a lesson.

Looking at his expression, Moyat didn't seem to pay attention to other things.

Perhaps it was the good attitude of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that made him feel elated. For some complicated reasons, he turned around and asked, "Lan, do you feel better now?"

Lancer touched his stomach lightly, he felt a little burning, it should be that the locator was activated.

He hesitated to answer: "It's much better now."

Moyat breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something.

A beautiful and melodious bird call sounded.

Samir then asked: "Mr. Forgia, do you know what kind of bird this is?"

Lancer stood up and walked over to look around. He was speechless for a moment, and it was hard not to return his strange gaze: "...Your Highness, she is petite, with a brown back, white chest and belly, and a feather crest on the back of her head. She is a skylark." It is very common. Birds are very common among birds, let alone some strange beasts.

Samuer glanced at his back, and smiled to make amends for himself: "The place where I have been stationed alone for the past few years has been cold all year round, and I haven't seen the birds of the imperial capital for a long time."

Moyat was confused by the atmosphere for a moment. He felt as if he was enveloped in an uncomfortable air. These two people seemed ordinary and strange to him, but they seemed to have a connection that he didn't know. It confused him for a while.

Fortunately, the guards stationed in the peaceful free-range area arrived soon. After asking His Highness for instructions, he got out of the car. The excuse was to arrange matters, but in fact he was connected to the special line of the owner.

"You forgot what I said? How did you let the little white mouse slip into the golden cage?"

"No, father, please calm down, this is not caused by my pity, it is His Royal Highness..." Moyat lowered his voice, "Your Highness took the initiative to summon my team members and the little white mouse."

Aike slightly thought about it, then summoned a servant, whispered a few words, and then said to him: "Okay, I don't need you anymore, I will send someone to report to His Highness in a while, you can stay here .”

How could Moyat be reconciled? He hurriedly said: "Father, Your Highness just had a good talk with me. If I don't go back..."

His father sneered, and there was no emphasis on his words before: "Come on, Moyat, who can't have a good conversation with this Highness, only you young people will take it seriously, and you are not a real idiot, Can't you see that people are perfunctory to you?"

"I think even if it's perfunctory, he cares more about the little white mouse than you. After all, he has stayed in the Prince's Mansion, so it's still old."

There is old, Moyatt distraught.

No wonder, it turned out to be old.

He also tried to push people away like a clown, but it turned out that he was the one who got in the way.

"Okay, don't act like a resentful woman. That Highness has only recovered for a few days, and I probably haven't even seen her face. She is simply curious. Your Highness, these are secondary things. Only if you can get the little white mouse." It's a serious matter, do you still want to see your uncle?"

uncle.Moyat shivered, thinking of this person, all the jealousy and pity that had floated up in him disappeared without a trace.

He looked at his father on the other side of the light screen, and found that the other party also had a slightly stagnant expression.

He sometimes hesitates and wonders why, but when the sword of fate hangs over his head, no one can stop the pace of survival.

Lancer didn't know why he had come to this point.

After Moyat left for good, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately changed his posture of leaning lazily on the chair, and walked to the observation deck while inspecting his reserve knowledge.

Lancer had to follow him and walked up to the watchtower surrounded by a group of personal guards.

Occasionally, there were a few loud roars in the distance, and at this time his idol would smile and examine his knowledge.

Listening to the roar to identify the beast, Lancer was quite comfortable at first, after all, he had flipped through the introduction booklet, and he could infer it based on the terrain, but His Royal Highness is a real fighter, and the more questions he asked, the more tricky Lancer was.

Fortunately, the parade will soon reach its climax, the 3S-level heterophyll Lisa Nier, the real highlight of the zoo feast.

The 3S-level different strains seem to be only one level higher than the 2S-level, but they are actually very different from the 2S-level.

Human beings' exploration of the universe is endless after all, and there may be more varieties of different plants and animals in unknown lands. Humans simply named the more common 2S and below after common animals and plants.

There is no reason for the appearance of different plants and beasts. It should be a certain period of time after the founding of the country, and various mutant plants and beasts gradually appeared in the universe.

Speaking of it, human beings did not have a spiritual body from the beginning, but civilization has progressed so fast that human beings today cannot imagine a life without a spiritual body in the past.

It's far away, in short, the 2S and below different plants and beasts are ambiguous, and may become more cunning and powerful as the level increases, but they are not truly intelligent.

3S is completely different, and this difference is most intuitively displayed in its name, which is not a name given by human beings with a taste of jealousy and dislike.

Lisa Niel, the immortal flower.

Lisa Neil, intercepted by the Fourth Legion on the star pirate ship 240 years ago, is a huge tree, its appearance is unremarkable, just a tree, evergreen and deciduous, but anything unremarkable When it grows as big as a mountain, it will show a kind of trembling terror.

It is as tall and strong as a vine in a fairy tale, with a canopy so large that it takes several hours to drive away from its shade, and every leaf can blow a gust of wind.

It is said that Lisa Neil can speak. When it was first discovered, it was only half the size of a hill, and its mind was about the same as that of a child. It told the researcher her name.

But after all, this happened 240 years ago, and there is still a considerable possibility of fabrication. Besides, this rating standard and Lisa Neil's ability were proposed by the original researcher, but later he seemed to be insane. The report was repeatedly changed, and finally lost the trust of the high-level, and also lost all the honorary status he had received.

After writing the final report on Lisa Neil, the researcher jumped from the top of the Royal Institution on a nondescript work day.

Therefore, now the academic community has different opinions on the identification of 3S. After all, according to his standards, the empire has not found the existence of a second 3S so far, and Lisa Nier is not only a little bigger. It doesn't show anything superior to 2S, it doesn't even have an attacking stance.

Even 100 years ago it started to age, getting weaker every year.

This is the most contradictory part of the 200-year-old manuscript. In the researcher's report, Lisa Neal was still a child, and its lifespan should have been just like its name.

So this giant tree, which was once enthusiastically watched by the academic circles, was reduced to become the signature ornamental tree of the Nubian Zoo.

After Samir finished speaking, seeing his look of loss, he changed the topic.

"However, many people now think that these things may have been fabricated by the crazy researcher. After all, there was no direct evidence at the time that Lisa Neal was able to speak. Perhaps he used some special tricks to make Lisa Neal act Match him."

"Also, although the name is Immortal Flower, it has never bloomed."

"Except for its larger size, it is similar to an ordinary landscape tree in other places."

The parade car made a turn, and finally could see the whole picture of this giant tree from a distance.

It was not unusual for Samir to go back to the Emperor Star every year, but this time when he looked at this stalwart tree from a distance, he gave a puzzled sigh: "I remember the last time I came here. At that time, Lisa Neal seemed not as energetic as today, could it be that the weather is better today?"

Lancer could no longer hear what he said, and with Fei Rui's scream of surprise and joy, his whole mind was taken away by the giant tree in front of him.

For Lisanil, who has been silent for a hundred years, the winter wind blows through its no longer luxuriant canopy, and its voice almost overwhelms its words.

"..."

He closed his eyes and saw trees, many huge trees, small people, birds and beasts, they breathed and sang together, and a wonderful and touching unknown language was between these different races. flows between.

What are you singing?

Lancer wanted to listen carefully, but in any case, there was a layer of membrane between him and the meaning of the words, making it difficult to touch.

All are dissipating, trees are collapsing, birds are crying blood, animals are screaming in pain.

He opened his eyes, and there was still a tree in front of him, a living tree.

He was dazed for a long time and didn't come back to his senses. Samir had already asked his personal guards to drive away the few remaining servants of Nubian's family, and there were only them and a few personal guards who stood apart from each other on the watchtower.

If you don't talk about many things, no matter how beautiful the relationship is, it will become deformed.

Today's meeting also happened suddenly, and Samuer hesitated for a while typing out the manuscript before turning to look at the other side's handsome profile.

But at this moment, a deafening explosion sounded suddenly, followed by sharp sirens that rang through the entire zoo.

The location of the explosion seemed to be not far from the lower right of the parade vehicle. The entire observation deck began to tilt, and cracks appeared on the floor.

Samuer quickly grabbed the young man who was standing unsteadily beside him, and then grabbed the railing beside him, commanding the guards in a solemn voice.

The words used seemed to be code words. Following his command, some of the guards who were close to the door left quickly, while the other cautiously approached them.

Lancer threw herself into the arms of the crown prince, through the soft and elegant fragrance on the coat, she smelled a hint of orange blossom aroma from the 99 star coin free shipping family size shower gel in the silk inner garment.

He was at a loss for a moment, especially when Samir's palm was pressed on the back of his head, forcing his cheek to tightly stick to the chest of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

It's so strange, in the past, it was natural and comfortable to stick to Sami like this, but when I thought that the other party was His Royal Highness, I felt uncomfortable all over.

This thought quickly flashed through his mind, Lancer quickly grabbed the railing on the side, broke free, and said, "Your Highness, please let us escort you to leave."

To be honest, it's his turn to be guarded by a small commander of the military academy, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lowered his beautiful blue eyes and just smiled at him: "Then thank you..."

A terrifying explosion from above interrupted his words, and a long decoration with most of its bolts loose suddenly fell, and with the help of inertia, it struck towards Lanser's rear.

The popping and cracking noises blinded Lancer's hearing, making him just wide-eyed, watching his nose hit the chest that had just come off again.

The opponent hugged him tightly, and Lancer could only move with his movements.

Then he felt a huge thing swaying quickly, bringing up a breeze, and then the chest he was leaning on trembled slightly.

A trace of bloody smell spread.

"Your Highness!"

After yelling from different directions and with different degrees of excitement, Lancer rebelliously reached out to caress the crown prince's back in this embracing posture.

He felt sticky with one hand.

So he also murmured: "Your Highness."

Fortunately, the well-trained personal guards approached this area quickly, and the exit passage had been blown out of shape. They quickly took out the retractable rigging from the breastplate, and the guard glass of the observation deck had just opened a big hole. The place was put down, and then the two personal guards quickly climbed down, took out a small round object from the breastplate, and stretched out an inflatable cushion underneath.

This series of actions did not take more than half a minute to complete.

Lancer was preparing to cooperate with the guards to send the injured Prince down, but before he could speak, his arm was already held by a big white hand.

Samuel stared at him with those beautiful blue eyes, and said softly: "I think I need to spray some medicine, please meet me below."

I?

Lancer was surrounded by his own soldiers and went down in a daze.

Fortunately, the situation was not extremely urgent. Under Lancer's guidance, they quickly found a safe area to rest temporarily. Some of the guards were dispatched to patrol, and only a few remained standing around.

But Lancer stared at His Royal Highness's bloody back, where there was a horrible scar, deep and long, it didn't look like it had been sprayed with medicine.

A qualified personal guard will help smooth things over at this time. The brown-haired personal guard who has seen the world took out a small bottle of trauma spray from his universal breastplate, and said to His Royal Highness who was trying to avoid certain sights: "Your Highness, the ground just now Shaking violently, the subordinates neglected their duties and missed the spray position."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was rarely in a state of embarrassment, gave him an approving look, and then said in a low voice, "It's not your fault, please go ahead and take medicine for Gu."

Lanser watched the guard look at the horrific back of His Royal Highness after taking off his coat, and then the pale prince hissed lightly, and said stubbornly: "Tear it directly, don't worry about being alone..."

How can this work, Lancer couldn't help leaning over: "I'll do it."

The brown-haired personal guard couldn't wait to hand over the work to him. When returning to his position, he passed by his teammates and was knocked down on the shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

He returned to his seat without saying a word, wondering if you are a goldfish?

If this kind of wound had been treated with a topical spray to stop the bleeding from the very beginning, it wouldn't stick to the clothes and be difficult to deal with. That's why he easily accepted this excuse under the bewitchment of his beautiful blue eyes.

But some highnesses are really disobedient, it's nothing to be a step ahead and a step behind.

Lancer pushed forward the loose blond hair on his back first, then carefully treated the wound to make sure there was no foreign matter inside, then picked up the broken clothes at the edge, carefully separated it, and sprayed a little medicine on it pain.

The empire's military trauma spray is multi-effect in one, hemostasis quickly and has a barrier effect. As long as the wound is cleaned up, the following things can be completely dependent on the spray.

But after Lancer finished processing, he brushed his hair back casually, and saw that this morning's light blonde curly hair was stained with all kinds of dust, blood and the like.

Very sad, but dare not get started directly.

Can only report: "Your hair seems to be a little messy, it might be better tied up."

The injured His Royal Highness Chu Jun turned his face, perhaps because of his weakness, his expression was very soft, and he lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "I don't know much about this."

"Also, there seems to be no tools."

Lancer looked at the white kitten hair band on his wrist and Zhinao sticker.

He is humble and bold: "Perhaps, if you want, I can tie your hair, just use this."

Samir stared at the scrunchie that the young man held up in front of him, and then his eyes fell uncontrollably on the other's soft fingertips.

He swallowed lightly, his eyelashes fluttered, and his voice was soft: "Then thank you, Lan."

The author says:

Lancer: Doc, please help me see how my cat is doing, can you hurry up, he looks very distressed.

Doctor: The wound is in this condition, why didn't you send it earlier!If it's later...

Doctor: It will heal.

The love brain battle of geniuses, His Royal Highness Samuel wants me to confess first! (Bushi