Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Like a lonely soul singing, that person, sitting in front of the window, is in front of a custom-made white pure handmade piano, behind him is a vast expanse of stars.

The moon hung in the distance, like a vast back, falling in front of the eyes, a bright spot.

A silver-white tuxedo set off his figure more and more upright Gao Xuan, like a phantom outside the world, out of reach.

The moment the door was pushed open head on, a loud voice reverberated in this luxurious room. He seemed to be taken aback, raised his head and looked at the door.

The moment Leng Yiyao met his gaze, M suddenly smiled, if the stream of light flashed.

At his fingertips, the sound is increasingly flowing, the rhythm is clearly a royal waltz, but under his finger, it is as gorgeous as a galaxy, showing off.

The silver mask covered the upper half of his face, and he looked at her, slowly curling his lips.

The silver hair has grown a little since the last time I left, and it falls on the shoulders and necks, complementing the mask.

Under the moonlight, his skin became paler and less mortal, as if even the flow of blood could be clearly seen through that layer of skin.

The piano's voice was gentle and affectionate, just like the smile on his face.

However, Leng Yiyao felt that the seemingly bright moonlight would only be discovered when it was really touched, but it was actually a wildfire!

Burning, rushing, and straight up!

She had never seen M's face before, showing that look. While being cold, while being like a magical fantasy!

After this long journey, he probably finally found what he was looking for.

She lowered her eyes and smiled suddenly.

The eyes color is unpredictable, like a glass of strong wine, turning into boundless charm.

M looked at her quietly and couldn't help sighing.

Such a woman, who is only seventeen years old, has a seven-hole glass heart, and is extremely smart. Who can reach it?

The style of the fingertips suddenly changed, and he changed to a brisk song halfway through.

The orchestra downstairs, which had just slowed down, went into chaos in an instant, panicking and panicking, only changing the soundtrack to follow the piano music. For a while, the entire banquet hall was caught in a slight commotion.

Leng Yiyao took a step forward, M tilted her head, but quietly looked at the person behind her.

Hemo stood there, looking at everything in the room coldly, as if his heart had already been held by him at the moment he looked over.

That kind of shock, not to mention that any guest invited today is the Emperor downstairs who has stood on the throne for decades, and he cannot match it.

Those dark eyes seemed to be indifferent without a trace of emotion, and any right and wrong from the outside fell in his eyes, and they were buried in an instant, without a ripple.

He doesn't need to show his face, really, he doesn't even need to be alarmed by a look, just standing there, he is the king of the world!

At that moment, M was almost blessed, and it was instantly clear.

It turned out that this was the source of the encounter between him and Leng Yiyao in the coffee shop in the dark night of D City. The top figure who came to D City and set off a **** storm!

Hemo stayed in the night, quietly watching the man whose hands were on the keys becoming more and more leisurely.

In this luxurious room, no matter what extravagant decorations fall in front of the other party, it is like a pearl covered in dust, and the brightness is instantly obscured.

That silver hair, under the light and shadow, the eyes burned more and more, even in the dark, the silver light in his eyes could not be restrained.

When the tone of his fingertips became more and more violent, he raised his head, like a silhouette carved into the wall, radiant and legendary.

How many years have you seen such a face again?

Hemo suddenly lowered his head and smiled softly. In the next moment, Leng Yiyao was instantly embraced.

The warm body did not refuse, soft and comfortable, and seemed to be used to the temperature leaning against him.

He lowered his head lightly, couldn't help but leaned close to her ear, and the extravagant taste instantly dispersed in this room.

M glanced quietly, suddenly, a beat missing from his fingertips.

In the next moment, it has returned to the past, and the face is as indifferent as before.

Leng Yiyao's eyelashes were like wings, trembling lightly, seeming to be chuckling, but also helpless. "Need me to introduce to you?"

The person who was able to intercept her in such a high profile at the masquerade held by the royal family, but was not held accountable by the emperor, was afraid that there would be no need to introduce him, and M had already understood at this moment. As for Hemo... She chuckles, is there a secret in this world that he doesn't know?

He Mo quietly glanced at the jokes in her eyes, his fingertips slowly landed on her collarbone, the **** arc, a little further down, was already covered by a rose.

He lowered his head and couldn't help but chuckle.

Silver-haired and silver-eyed, life is like a dream, he has not seen such a sight in many years...

Suddenly, there was a chaotic rush of footsteps on the stairs.

Obviously, the royal guards would never ignore the "uninvited guests" who affected the banquet hall on the first floor.

Sixteen masters dressed in royal guard costumes rushed to the door following the sound of the piano, and saw Leng Yiyao, who had just disappeared from the center of the ballroom, and another mysterious man in black standing in the center, blocking the position of the piano.

Regardless of the situation in front of them, they bypassed Leng Yiyao and Hemo, and they rushed forward, and the order "No piano is allowed!" was not given, but they saw the piano chair, empty, only to be caught by the evening wind. The blowing veil was rippling slightly, passing the cold piano, and there was silence!

All the guards were dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe it. At the last moment, the piano was still playing music. At this moment, there was no one.

Subconsciously rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. Outside was the entrance to the palace facing the red carpet, clearly guarded and without any trace.

It's almost as if you have encountered a ghost, without even showing a figure, then who is playing that waltz?

The guards looked at each other, turned around, and looked suspiciously on Leng Yiyao and Hemo.

It's a pity that his gaze could reach Hemo, and he was frightened by the aura of his body. How dare you say a word?

Leng Yiyao turned her head and glanced at the empty room. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, the appearance of M just now seemed like a phantom.

She chuckled. This time, there were no more figures with scorpion tattoos behind him. Did they disappear, or was he completely obliterated?

Looking up, looking at Hemo's shining star eyes, she suddenly felt that this time was more interesting.

"Miss Leng." The person standing in the front of the guards pondered for a long time and gathered courage. "His Royal Highness is still waiting for you downstairs. Will you go down with us?"

Inside and outside the palace, no one knows how much His Royal Highness Lu Chen spent on this concubine selection party. As soon as the opening dance ended, the dance partner was snatched away. This kind of thing has never happened since the establishment of the imperial family.

That is the princess candidate appointed by His Royal Highness Lu Chen!

The guards looked at Leng Yiyao with anxious expressions, their expressions became extremely respectful unknowingly.

Leng Yiyao turned sideways and didn't speak, because the arms tightened more and more, someone's hand was clasped around her waist, and even the patella was close to him. go? no problem! It was almost the same as being picked up by him.

Sure enough, the next moment, under the stunned expressions of all the guards, Hemo seemed to gently lift a piece of snowflakes, and directly hugged her horizontally, and walked step by step toward the stairs.

This, this, this is to hold Miss Leng down to see Your Highness?

The chief guards turned pale in fright!

Don't say who the identity of this man is, if Miss Leng really keeps on doing this, do you want the face of the royal family? Do you want your Majesty's face? Downstairs, standing at the moment, but the top richest nobles in the imperial capital!

"Slow, slow..." Just as the leading guard uttered these three words, Hemo turned around, and the moment the ice-cold star fell on his face, the man only felt that he was cut in his heart. With a knife, he fell into the ice cave.

"What, what should I do!" A panicked voice came from behind, the talent waking up like a dream, scared into a cold sweat behind him.

Without paying attention to the others, he pulled a young guard and ordered: "Hurry up and find Guard Lu and report to him!" As the Emperor's first guard, he couldn't see his whereabouts all the way tonight. Chief Guard Lu is responsible for all security guarantees today. The guard who took the lead had a complicated expression, and he had only had time to say this, and he followed him downstairs and hurriedly ran in the direction of Leng Yiyao and the others.

A thousand preparations, never thought that such a guest would appear!

The sixteen guards were able to move freely when they were upstairs, but when they arrived at the crowded banquet hall on the first floor, they were instantly submerged in a crowd of people. Not to mention talking loudly and loudly, they all walked with extreme caution, fearing that one was not careful. , Causing greater commotion.

And Frey, at this moment, stared in shock, as if he was splitting a sea of ​​people, His Royal Highness the Marshal who came step by step, and Leng Yiyao who was holding him tightly in his arms, hung in the air in one breath, almost didn't spit it out. .

This, what is this situation?

Open face?

What does it mean to hug the princess?

When His Majesty Lu Chen and His Majesty the Emperor slowly hugged Leng Yiyao to the center of the ballroom, slowly aroused the broken hair around her ears, and gently wrapped her waist, what did it mean?

In this room, all the members of the orchestra were frightened.

Just now, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and they were still surprised. Now, this pair of "Biren" is standing in the position where His Royal Highness just started dancing. Are they going to be in the original position, changing to a male host, and leading the dancer again?

Not to mention them, even the emperor had a strange expression. For so many years, although Hemo has never waited to see the royal family, he still left room for them on formal occasions, but today, that is not what he meant at all. Is it true that Leng Yiyao is extraordinary to the Marshal, as Frey said at the time?

The emperor's expression condensed slightly, but he saw the pale face of the son next to him, and for a while, his heart was slightly astringent.

Lu Chen stood beside the emperor, looking at Leng Yiyao from such a close range. Obviously, as long as you take two steps forward, you are already within reach, why do you feel so far away?

Obviously, it was the imperial capital where he and Leng Yiyao came together, why, why now, she is in that person's arms!

All the guests around, just feel that where is the royal dance party tonight, it is simply an audio-visual feast! It's the kind of incredible dreaming!

The man in black was more than just hitting His Royal Highness Lu Chen in the face, simply trampling on the dignity of the royal family.

The key is…….

The next moment, His Majesty the Emperor, who walked down from the throne, didn't even get into a violent rage, let alone a big wave of his hand, and directly asked the royal guards to pull the couple out.

He slowly walked down the golden level, as if his whole person's movements were slightly frozen.

For a long time, he raised his head and quietly looked at the man in black.

The platinum mask suppressed all his looks and features, but the emperor suddenly smiled mildly, and in the astonishment of everyone, he actually bent slightly, stretched out his hand towards the man in black, and paid a social ceremony.

This, what a dignity is this! Incredible!

But at this moment, he saw that the black-clothed man shook his right hand slightly, and refused the handshake of the Emperor, and looked directly at the orchestra.

I don't know why, these band members were glanced over by that glance, and subconsciously raised the instrument in their hands, without even thinking about it, they played the music directly.

really!

Frey quietly watched the horrifying silence of the audience, curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

Marshal, you really came to play...

The music played, and the surrounding breathing sounded one after another. Everyone's eyes widened, and they had forgotten the etiquette. They watched quietly, the two people, in this royal banquet hall, circled and danced!

The crystal clear crystal chandelier flickers like diamonds, precious and delicate flowers are all around, gorgeous and dazzling dress, rose and black blend together, those two people, rotating, melodious, turning, and uniting, every action, Reservation and nobility, elegance and fascination, are so contradictory, but strangely integrated. All this feels mysterious and novel like a dream, but it is so far away. Dazzling, breathtaking,...

Lu Chen looked like a passerby, staring at him blankly. At this moment, he was lost in despair, and all the expression in his eyes was reduced...

It turned out that I had been thinking about it for so long, but in the end, it was nothing but a waste...

The emperor beside him suddenly clasped his arm silently.

Lu Chen saw that his father's face was calm, as if calm, no different from usual. Only he understood how heavy the force clasped his arm was, how heavy it was!

Leng Yiyao danced with Hemo, her height was far lower than Hemo, but when she swayed with the music, everyone in the audience followed her slightly moist red lips, turning all of them. Keep your eyes open.

It turned out that there is a kind of person, no matter if the sky is falling apart or the world is changing, to her, it is just a passing moment.

She didn't look at anyone, nor did she take other people's reactions to heart.

In her opinion, since she jumped, she just jumped freely!

A string of smiles flashed under Hemo's eyes.

The dance steps under her feet became smoother and smoother, following her rotation, holding her in the palm of her hand.

This woman doesn't care about worldliness or scenes. No matter what the environment is out of control, in her eyes, it seems that there is never a ripple.

The hem of the skirt is rippling, like blossoming roses blooming in front of you. It is fragrant and suffocating.

If someone just thought that the song by Leng Yiyao and Lu Chen was like a fairy tale, it was a longing and yearning, then at this moment, the shock is not enough to express their feelings at the moment!

Those present are not rich people who have inherited a century-old family, or famous people with profound backgrounds. Which one is not a human being?

The man who can make His Majesty the Emperor bow slightly to make such a courtesy, in the entire empire, besides Marshal Hemo, who else!

That woman, afraid that she saved the entire galaxy, could be so deeply in love with His Royal Highness Lu Chen, but she was snatched in public by a marshal who was never close to a female, and she was so embracing in her arms!

What does it mean to be so excited?

Right now, Liao Sijie is!

This is simply the final fantasy of all women in the world!

She clasped Rod's arm tightly and almost lost her voice: "God! What did I see! I feel like I can't breathe!"

Rod was still shocked by the truth that the man in black turned out to be the marshal. He dizzyly heard the sound of Liao Sijie, turned his head, and the eyes of all the girls in the special class were shining brightly. It is almost a spark of fire on the spot!

How is this an invitation to dance, it is terribly romantic!

Who said that Master Marshal was incomprehensible about the style, he would be envious to death in minutes!

"Your classmate seems to be very concerned about you?" Hemo took the time to take a look at the place where his gaze was the hottest, and found a few familiar faces at the Harbor Party last time, and couldn't help but smile faintly.

Leng Yiyao raised her eyebrows and shook her head gently: "No, it's not about me, but for you, full of interest!"

The expression on Hemo's face was suddenly dark. If it weren't for being blocked by a mask, I'm afraid it's the guests in the audience, few people can parry such an aura!

Interested in him?

How did you listen to this, so uncomfortable, as if he was a prey being stared at?

The low laughter suddenly spread from the ear.

Hemo lowered his head and looked at her Qiaoxiao Yanran's cheeks, his heart seemed to be crumpled into a ball, where did he have time to get angry?

This person, at the age of seventeen, has a lot of style. Since when did you stop looking away?

He doesn't remember too much. When I reacted, I wanted to hold her hand tightly and shack her by my side. With the slippery palms and the eyebrows in front of him, he didn't want to let go, nor was he ready to let go!

What if the royal family regards her as the prospective princess?

The woman he likes, who dares to move in this world!