Outright Favoritism Chapter 542: : He has nothing to worry about

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Bo Tingxiao smoked a few cigarettes in succession. After a moment of silence, he opened his lips again, "Little Qi, the death of Huizi..."

Before the words finished, Li Qiaohe smiled, "Brother Xiao, he...didn't die."

"What did you say?" His abrupt tone was enough to show how shocked he was.

Countless thoughts came into being in the thin Tingxiao's mind, but they still made him feel weird.

How could Xiao Yehui, who had no bones in the explosion, be alive?

Li Qiaoyan made a few concise statements. When she looked back towards the night, she heard Bo Tingxiao's incredible voice, "He is actually the current Duke of Zellman?"

The two were silent for a long time across the telephone line.

Until Bo Tingxiao forced himself to accept this fact, he said obscurely: "Xiao Qi, do you suspect that the military route map has been tampered with? The British secretly instigated it?"

"It's not impossible." Li Qiao used her injured right hand to squeeze the can of beer and drank the beer with her head up. The cold liquid entered her throat, which made her thinking more and more clear, "Brother Xiao, if Chai The status of the former Duke of Ulman can enable the Burmese military department to help change the system route, then you...remember to be careful."

The Duke of Childman's status is almost equal to that of the members of the British Royal Family.

If the two countries’ friendly diplomatic relations are used as an excuse, the Burmese military department can help modify a system road map of the three-regardless zone, so as to create the illusion of Xiao Yehui’s death.

For now, according to the position and power of the Childman family in the West, it is easy to ask the Supreme Commander of Burma to change an unimportant route.

She believed that Xiao Yehui had difficulties, but she couldn't be sure that he would not attack the people around her again.

"Well, I know, I will investigate this matter carefully."

Bo Tingxiao responded with a deep voice. Now that Li Qiao gave him a hint, then follow this clue to find out the truth of the year.

……

After finishing the call, Li Qiao left her phone by the window sill and shook the beer, her eyes were dark with no trace of color.

When she turned around after drinking the wine in the jar, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

Shang Yu wore a nightgown on his shoulders, and his hair came out in a mess.

His steps are very urgent, even if the light in the living room is dim, Li Qiao can easily see the tension in his eyes through the moonlight.

The word nervousness has never matched him.

Li Qiao's face was slightly stunned, "How are you..."

The next second, the man saw her and walked over, swinging the nightgown draped over his shoulders in a large arc on his side.

He didn't even say a word, and he walked up to Li Qiao's waist and hugged her into his arms, and the violently beating heart gradually stabilized.

Shang Yu, who was suddenly awakened in his sleep, touched the cool bed beside him, the uneasiness in his subconscious was aroused again.

Especially in the silent night, almost instantly magnified the unknown panic deep in his heart.

A panic for fear of losing Li Qiao.

He held the person in his arms tightly, rolling his apple a few times, "Why don't you go to bed so late?"

Li Qiao was stuffed on his chest, her shoulders moved twice, and she looked up at the way he pressed his thin lips, "Can't sleep, sleep a lot during the day."

After a pause, she recalled the scene just now, raised her right hand around his back, smiled and curled her lips, "You just... are you going out to find me?"

Shang Yu bowed his head and looked at her without speaking, as if he had acquiesced to her guess.

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, and a faint curve floated on her lips, "I just couldn't sleep, and thought of something more, so I called Xiaoge by the way."

While speaking, a scent of wine came out.

The man's constricted pupils returned to normal in an instant, and he held her tightly in his arms for a few minutes. After feeling relaxed, he frowned, "Did you drink when you were injured?"

Li Qiao struggling to withdraw from his arms, and with his left hand, he walked to the sofa and sat down in front of the sofa. "Recently, the biological clock is a bit messy. Drinking to help sleep."

She traveled between China and the British Empire several times, but the jet lag was not adjusted at all.

Shang Yu leaned on the sofa, watching her open two more cans of beer with heavy eyes, and stroked her head with his palm, "When are you going to return home?"

Li Qiao handed him a jar and leaned back into his arms, "Listen to you."

The man curled his lips without showing up, "Don't go to the Medical League to continue communicating?"

Li Qiao turned her head, her eyes flashed with a smile, "You can communicate online in the future, you can arrange time, I will come back with you."

If she continues to stay in the British Emperor, it is difficult to guarantee that Shang Yu will not stay with her in order to stay with her.

This is Xiao Yehui's territory. Since it is already opposed, she can no longer put anyone around her in danger.

She is not afraid, except that he will use herself to deal with Shang Yu.

Li Qiao clearly knows that she and Shang Yu are each other's weakness, but they also want to be each other's armor.

……

The next day, Li Qiao followed the man on the special plane returning to China.

Feng Yi escorted them away at the airport, until the plane climbed 10,000 meters high, he sighed and looked back.

The confidant was standing half a meter behind him, and the phone rang twice. He took out a look and stepped forward in surprise and handed the phone to Feng Yi. "Second son, look at this. "

Feng Yixing glanced vacantly, and was rarely shocked when he saw the title and content of the Times.

The news headlines, which can be called slaughter pages, occupy the entire page of the Times electronic publication.

The current Duke of Zellman will join the House of Lords from today. The picture shows the Duke of Zellman wearing a burgundy velvet coat for the first time and wearing a crown that shows his identity.

Feng Yi grabbed his confidant's cell phone, looked and looked at it, and his delicate mixed-race face also showed a dignified look.

Duke Zellman joined the House of Lords, which meant that... from then on he exposed himself to others.

He has no scruples.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Nanyang time, Li Qiao walked off the plane with sleepy eyes and followed Shang Yu into the carriage, still looking confused.

She dismissed the phone’s airplane mode lazily, and as the signal resumed, the phone began to vibrate uninterrupted.

Many text messages, WeChat, and missed call notifications keep flashing on the screen.

Among them, most of them come from Su Moshi, Xia Siyu and others.

Li Qiao opened WeChat and directly clicked on the top chat box.

Xia Siyu's.

A dozen WeChat messages lie in it, and one of them is a reprinted photo of the domestic global news.

The content is the live-action photo of the British Emperor Childman who appeared in the media for the first time.

That gorgeous and noble red velvet palace dress, with a crown, is a real noble duke even if he looks like an Asian.

Li Qiao glanced briefly at the news from Xia Siyu, and countless question marks took up most of the screen.

She quit the chat box and read the unread messages of Old Four Su and Old Three Shen, basically the same.

Li Qiaopi looked out the window at the beginning, sarcasm and complicated.