Chapter 675: A Priceless Smile

The viewing cabin on the upper deck of the "Mirror Light" bridge has always been Henrietta's favorite place. He would think here, sleep here, meet guests here, and look up at the stars on the other side here.

Under normal circumstances, the viewing cabin will keep low light. Henrietta is used to such an environment, but today, the huge cabin is as bright as day, even the lights of "Khanos", "Khanorton" and "Khanol" All covered up.

The magnetic levitation chair was parked next to a brazilian tree, and he was holding the kettle with his withered hands, letting the gurgling flow into a line, falling on the broad leaves, smashing to pieces, and some splashing on his exquisitely tailored robe, staining There are some wet marks.

He looked very calm, at least his expression was calm, at least his hand holding the kettle did not shake.

Melore knew that he was not calm, he was just pretending to be calm.

"Didn't you say he was smart? If he was so smart, how could he do such a stupid thing?"

Human beings are most easily shocked by two things, life and starry sky.

It's just that when human beings step out of the earth, step into the forbidden zone of the gods, and even rush out of the solar system and become a member of the cosmic civilization, although there are still many unknowns in the starry sky, it is no longer mysterious. After seeing too much, it feels boring. Only some people who seek peace , will stand in front of the window and look into the distance.

Meror stood in front of the huge glass window, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the three brothers "Khanos".

The light they emit is no longer dazzling after being diluted by the environmental regulation system.

The air is full of the smell of plants, you can hear the green leaves breathing and the water droplets laughing.

Henrietta planted a lot of trees with ornamental value in the observation cabin, which makes it no longer monotonous, but more elegant and fresh. Sometimes after living on the ground for a long time, it is also a kind of enjoyment to move to the "Mirror Light" to stay for a while.

"Everyone has weaknesses. Like you are not smart, and I am old and a little lame. Like this brazil tree, which was small when it was with its brothers, and when I decided to take care of it myself. Very nice. You see...it's far ahead of those brothers now."

Melore turned around, looked at his elder brother who was watering the trees with a pot, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Can't you see it?" Henrietta put the kettle on the nearby stone platform, controlled the magnetic levitation chair to move towards him, and said in a low voice, "Someone exposed his scars."

"If it were me, I would grit my teeth and hold back."

"It's a pity that you are not him..."

Melore took a deep breath,

He frowned and asked, "That kid did something bad for a moment of pleasure. What should we do? Gilcott and the others made a big fuss."

"Oh...he messed up our arrangement."

Henrietta said: "It's a mess... It's a mess..."

Melore was puzzled and looked at him suspiciously, but didn't speak.

"Since the deployment made a few days ago has been disrupted by him, it is better to do nothing and say nothing." He said. While walking towards the tool shelf in the corner: "I really want to know what he will do next, and whether he will do something more unexpected."

Melore was a little annoyed at his casual attitude, and said angrily: "You must know that he is a member of the Star Alliance. What should we do if we see that the situation is not good and we retreat? It is equivalent to being betrayed by him."

"No." Henrietta picked up the melon shovel on the tool shelf, and walked to a stone platform in the corner, looking like she wanted to loosen the soil for the irises.

"I said it before. Everyone has weaknesses, and Tang Fang...is no exception."

The more Melore was puzzled, what Henrietta said just now. It is speculated that someone took advantage of Tang Fang's weakness and set up a trap to force him to take the bait. What does it mean to repeat such words now, people like myself have not grasped his weakness.

Henrietta drifted away, obviously didn't turn around, but seemed to see the surprise on Melore's face. He said calmly: "A smart person does not necessarily do smart things, he is just an ordinary person. A very ordinary person."

"He has great strength, but he doesn't have a strong mind to match his strength... I only recently figured out this truth."

"But standing in his position. I don't agree with the so-called 'strong mind' of our politicians at all, so I say he is a very ordinary person."

"In other words, our so-called weakness, in his view, is more like a responsibility. For a man, responsibility cannot be avoided."

"So, he won't escape."

"There is an old saying in China, 'Use the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman', which may be used to describe the dialogue between us."

Melore was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Brother, please don't use Chinese indiscriminately until you understand the meaning, that's really shameful."

"Sorry." Henrietta said with a smile, "I will pay attention."

The stems and leaves of the iris swayed gently under the shovel, sprinkled finely divided pollen, and fell on the somewhat dark soil, which was amazing.

………………

Hal's Palace is also dark at night, but there is no moonlight, no starlight, and it is quiet in the treetops. It is cold and walks through the promenade, knocking on the stone carvings under the steps, and there are guards in single clothes on both sides.

"Decapon" is still flashy and shining, using starry neon lights to tell the stories that the city that never sleeps should have, and the life that the people of the capital should have.

Few people know that the long river that divides the royal power and Li Shu is like an open sky sword that cuts through time and space at night. In front of it is a beautiful world with bright lights, and behind it is a bloody prison full of despair.

Many people are imprisoned there, and many hearts are imprisoned.

The entire Hal Palace is like a ghost monster, sleeping quietly on the border of hell, smelling the smell of the world and the breath of life. Countless goblins held a lantern made of human skin, stood behind its shoulders, and used bewitching and deceiving to lure those greedy and ignorant humans to cross the visible boundary river, the invisible river Styx, and enter this land full of death and killing. exotic.

Still that palace, still those two people.

Drizzt stood in front of the door with his hands down, lowered his head slightly, and his gaze fell a foot in front of his feet.

His back was pressed against the wall, beside the slightly shaking window screen.

Compared with the imposing guards outside the door, he was more like a ghost, or an old ghost with no popularity.

The women won't like him, and the generals won't like him either. Only Hymn Will will give favor and authority, because from a certain point of view, they are the same kind of people, they are very similar.

His Majesty the King sat sideways on the high-backed chair inlaid with pearls and gold in the center of the hall, with his right hand resting on his cheek. The movement seems casual, which means he is happy.

Turamon's face as hard as iron appeared on the big screen opposite, with a faint, mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't mocking his brother, of course, but someone in the Georgia star system.

Hymn Will asked, "How's the preparation going?"

Turamon said: "Harvin Kassan is already making pre-war preparations. The 1023rd Fleet, 1027th Fleet, Black Iron Fleet, Jinpeng Fleet, and Juventus Fleet have arrived at the 'Augustus' naval port, Li Yun The fleet of the Duke and others is also gathering at the designated location."

Anthem Will nodded, very satisfied with the progress: "The joint meeting will be held in 7 days, remember to attend."

"It's unnecessary..." The sneer at the corner of Turamon's mouth was replaced by a wry smile: "You know I'm not interested in politics, especially listening to those old guys arguing. It affects my mood."

"It shouldn't be this time, he should know that it doesn't make sense to do that."

He here is naturally Henrietta, His Majesty's uncle and greatest political enemy.

There was a puzzled expression on Turamon's face: "I'm curious, how did you do it."

The old-school forces have made a lot of small moves in the past few months, which can also be said to be arranged. Even generals like Turamon are vigilant. The last time they met. Praise Will only said that there is a way, and he is going to lobby those who sit on the fence, but it will only be a few days later. The lovely Captain Tang drove the swarm of biological battleships to the door of Tripathi's house and plowed his house with nuclear bombs.

This scene was neither unexpected nor unexpected. What was unexpected was that Captain Tang self-destructed the city wall and brought the old-school forces into the trap. Not surprisingly, it was because Hymn Will had vaccinated him in advance.

Anthem Will smiled.

He is not a beauty, and he can't be a city, let alone a country.

But such a smile is worth more than any beauty. They are rare, because they are always expressionless. His Majesty the King, who always has one face, smiled.

At last a gust of warm wind blew across his frozen face, though it was still cold. Finally, there is a touch of spring, or spring.

The cold winter is about to pass, and the spring breeze will caress the earth, followed by the pattering spring rain. It is said that they are very expensive, but no matter how expensive, is it more expensive than the smile of His Majesty the King?

Drizzt's hands hanging at the bend of his legs were clasped together, his body trembling slightly, as if being blown by the night wind that slipped in through the window, his body was extremely cold.

Even the screens by the window moved more vigorously, as if they were singing congratulatory speeches, celebrating their king waking up from a deep sleep.

"It's very simple, I just used the people I should use, made the friends I should make, and said what I should say."

In the hymn, Will uses three short sentences to form a long sentence, but it's useless, saying it is tantamount to not saying it, because Turamon doesn't understand it at all.

In fact, he knew that Turamon didn't understand, so he said that. He didn't want anyone to know the secret between him and Terro, even his dear brother who relied heavily on him.

That's right, that matter... that conspiracy was done by him, not by Terro. Including the other party pretending to be the Supreme Security Council to approach Tripathi is also his proposition.

As the king of the whole country, as a character who can rival Henrietta, as a figure who can bear the burden for more than 20 years, he is smarter and wiser than most politicians.

Tripathi has been keeping a low profile for so many years, covering up his disobedience layer by layer with lustful sex, and consciously doing it perfectly, but he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes hidden behind him, watching his every move, every word and deed.

The "Void Ripper" does not wander around in the void outside of "Georgia", but chooses the deep sea of ​​"Lyrsey". Naturally, it is to monitor Tripathi and the Singh family. Who are they monitoring for? for myself? No, as a scientific research organization, there is absolutely no need for them to do so, and only His Majesty the King would care about Duke Tripathi's actions.

If he is the elder of the fence-sitting faction, or the grand duke who has mastered 3 star systems and countless contacts, he should be more careful. It would be best if he could tie a chain around his neck. In fact, the magic spell is also good.

God's Armed Forces can appear in "Aladale", gain a foothold in "Gypsy", and set up a branch in "Khanos". How could it be possible not to visit the dock in advance?

Hymn Will was suppressed by Henrietta for so many years and couldn't stand up. Naturally, he was happy to cooperate with God's armed forces to reverse the political situation and change from a puppet monarch to a real Nine-Five Supreme.

The reason why the old-school forces have retreated steadily in recent years. From an advantage to a balance of power, and from a balance of power to a slight disadvantage at the moment, God's armed forces have contributed a lot. It's like deceiving Congreve and living in the "Rulzan" scientific research park to conduct taboo research. They have penetrated into the various noble territories of the kingdom. Use various shady ways to erode the strength of the old-school forces and radiate the political influence of Anthem Will, so as to achieve the goal of win-win cooperation. On the surface, the scene seems to be aimed at Captain Tang, but it is actually an overt conspiracy to kick off a political counteroffensive.

In all fairness. As an emperor in the world, he is already very qualified, even if he can't talk about being wise and powerful, he can still be resourceful. He had to be that kind of person because there was no way out. Because I can't help myself.

Henrietta pushed him before, now he pushes Henrietta.

This is the ugliness of politics, and this is the helplessness of politicians.

Turamon really didn't understand Hymn Will's answer, and he didn't want to delve into it, because it was just a casual question. Since his always wise brother chose to hide it, it meant that he didn't need to know.

So he wisely put an end to his doubts. Said: "Don't worry, brother, I will attend the joint meeting on time."

Anthem Will nodded slightly: "The car is close to the cliff, it only needs a push."

This sentence is for Turamon. Also tell yourself.

"Brother, it's late at night, please go to bed earlier."

His Majesty the King looked at his younger brother on the other side of the screen: "Heloise is back, why don't you go and see her?"

"Heloise is back?" Turamon smiled.

It was different from the sarcasm smile at the beginning, nor was it the comforting smile just now, but a kind of doting smile.

"Please tell her. I will see her as soon as I finish my work."

"good."

Hymn Will disconnected from his brother and stepped down from the high-back chair. Go in the direction of the palace gate.

There was a rustling sound from the leather boots stepping on the carpet, even in his bedroom. He is still used to wearing tighter clothing, because it will bring a sense of security.

Although he is the emperor of the world and the supreme of the country, but looking up at the vast starry sky, he can't find a place where he can really feel at ease.

He pushed open the door and walked along the corridor, followed by two guards, always keeping a distance of one body.

The black painting of the crusader-level power armor reflects the cold light, and neither the night nor the color of the lights can change the thick and icy atmosphere like a steel knife. And, of course, the unchanging faces of the guards.

Mellor once wondered if they were infected by Psalmwell and expressed concern about the mental health of these people.

Anthemwill explained that they were called Black Knights, not White Knights, so... Uncle was overwhelmed.

Drizzt was at the end, like a ghost curled up in the back of Psalmville, the black silk robe meandering behind his feet, looking more and more eerie.

He is a close minister of His Majesty the King, so he is naturally a smart guy with a sensitive political mind.

Turamon was purely happy when he heard that Heloise had returned, which was a kind of doting emotion of the elders towards the younger ones.

He is different, he thinks more.

Heloise returned home suddenly, what did he bring back? What the hell did she bring back?

Anthem Will was very happy, and his footsteps were lighter than ever. Drizzt was not used to it, so he could only chase after him while thinking about those problems.

The smile of His Majesty the King is very rare, and some foreign collectors are even willing to spend hundreds of millions of coins to buy photos of his smile. It's a pity that after so many years, no one got what they wanted.

Hehe...hehehe...hehehe.

The empty corridor reminded me of a hoarse and blunt laugh, as if someone was polishing the wall with sandpaper.

The flowers on both sides of the corridor trembled slightly.

The owner of the voice is Hymn Will, always deadpan Hymn Will.

Drizzt froze in place, the figure getting further and further away from his footsteps.

Anthem Will won't tell anyone, this is just a rehearsal, preparations to be able to stand on the tower of Hall Square and laugh.

It's been a long time since he smiled...

He didn't know what kind of expression people would show when they saw him laughing. Some people might laugh, some people might cry, and some people couldn't even cry.

Tonight, the moon hides the stars, the clouds lock the sky, His Majesty the King tries to smile.

This is a day that should be remembered.

Tonight is Terro's first seven, but unfortunately no one knows, and naturally there will be no candles to light the lamp.

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The chaos inside and outside the United Kingdom of Turanx continued to simmer. When the tide was surging, the Georgia star system at the center of the storm was very calm...at least it was calm on the surface.

The wreckage of the Sultan Lun military port no longer bounced arcs, and no fragments continued to go away. They just quietly suspended in the dark space, falling into a deathlike silence and blackness beyond the night.

"Laierxi" is also very peaceful. People work at sunrise and rest at sunset, carefully living their own lives.

Without nobles and dignitaries, they are still alive, and even live a more nourishing life. Because the thieves and hooligans who roamed the streets disappeared overnight, those grassroots government employees also became polite and easy to talk, and the patrolmen would raise their heads from time to time, looking up at the fighter planes whizzing by in the sky with doubt and fear. , and then swallow the saliva from the throat.

The current situation in "Laircy" is not as the government advertised. Without the nobles, it will fall into war, and without the dignitaries, it will go to the end. The moral standards that maintain the stability of human society are still there, and more importantly, there are two invisible hands above the clouds, guarding those kind civilians.

In the ocean 2,000 kilometers north of the Yankee Continent, the sunny weather has lasted for several days. The warm sunlight fell on the calm water, reflecting a very soft brilliance.

This kind of weather is suitable for going out on vacation, um, driving a small yacht, bringing a couple of beauties with you, fishing, or enjoying the sea breeze and warm sun, it’s all good.

Tang Fang didn't have a yacht before, and he still doesn't have one now. He just has a floating city, a very big floating city. Let alone a few beauties, even a thousand people would be a piece of cake. (to be continued)