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Chapter 75 Crystal Bone (2)
Chapter 75 Crystal Bone (2)
The next day, it was sunny and snowy, and it was a sun snow.
The White Emerald Palace, located in the third district of Aslan Star City, is the imperial residence of the empire and the office of His Majesty the Emperor, which also gives it the meaning of the highest symbol of power.
The golden roses cultivated by the Eden Star City bloom all year round here, and they can bloom undefeated even in winter, and the fragrance will spread far and far.
The highest military commander of the empire, Chen Hank, picked up the cane leaning against the seat, got out of the car, and waved the guard and secretary to leave first.
The old man in a military uniform had frosty temples, but his spine was as straight as a javelin. He walked in alone along the right road at the entrance of the White Jade Palace, and first met two young Jin Ilun guys standing there patrolling.
For some reason, the faces of the two young men turned blue and their eyes were dull.
"Old, old marshal!" When they saw Chen Hank approaching, they hurriedly stood up and gave a military salute.
Then he couldn't hold back, stammered and danced and said, "Just now, just now... just now..."
Old Marshal Chen didn't laugh at them, but raised his gray eyebrows on one side: "Damn it in the daytime, you must be terrified."
"Secrets of the Empire," the old man raised his hands high and landed on the shoulders of the two young men. He smiled and said, "Don't chew your tongue when you go out, boys."
The two Jin Ilun soldiers looked at each other blankly.
The old marshal didn't say more, and continued to walk in. He crossed the snowy path, and the walking stick made a random clattering sound on the road.
In the distance, the white palace buildings and the fragrance of roses are getting closer. When the familiar figure finally appeared in the field of vision, the old man stopped.
"Little Highness, you scared the poor children at the door."
The snow was still drifting, and Prince Garcia was wearing a dark red dress with a cape, sitting alone under the carved pillar made of white bricks, his eyebrows lowered, and he was playing with a freshly picked rose in his hand.
Countless snow-covered golden roses surrounded him, fragrant and fragrant, like a scene from a fairy tale.
Garcia didn't look up. He blew the snow on the petals and said to Old Marshal Chen coldly, "Am I like him?"
Old Marshal Chen came over and said, "It's exactly the same, Your Highness."
Garcia laughed, he didn't move at all, and threw the crystal bone from his right shoulder to the flowers.
There was a muffled sound after the lightning bolt, and countless flowers, leaves and soil were thrown into the sky, leaving an arm-wide gully among the royal golden rose bushes.
"now what?"
——Before the emperor's birthday, the golden rose bush in the White Jade Palace was ruined in such an instant. If it were someone else, it would have been a long time ago to scream in agony and look pale.
However, the old marshal's face remained unshakable, the old man just sighed and twisted his neck, leaning his cane aside at will.
"Young people, don't be so angry, come here, listen to the old man tell the story of the past."
"Many years ago, when His Royal Highness Crown Prince Le'an was very young, I was still His Highness's teacher."
The old marshal walked over on the snow. He also walked into the rose bushes and stood in front of Garcia, "But I often worry about him."
"Because I can see his loneliness and emptiness. His eyes are as cold as ice all the year round. Alas, this child's natural strength is too strong, and his soul is too arrogant, so no one can comfort his heart."
"His Royal Highness, I told you once, since you forgot, I will say it again."
There was a trace of reminiscence in the eyes of the old marshal, "The blood is the hottest only when people are fighting, and the reason why people fight must be to get something, or to retake something."
"In the eyes of the people of the Empire, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Le'an is always flawless and elegant, because he has neither desires nor enemies in front of him."
"He is happy to rule the empire in the future, just because it is the most interesting thing he can find in this world, and it can be used to kill his life."
"..."
Garcia was silent, the fine snow kept falling on his hair.
After a few seconds, he said sarcastically, "Is that why you're trying to control me, eh? To make me live more like a normal human, and sacrifice myself to be my enemy?"
The old marshal: "Of course not, listen to me."
"When His Royal Highness Ryan was fifteen years old, he met someone and fell in love with him very quickly."
"His Royal Highness is no longer so obedient. One evening I looked for him for an hour, and finally found him sitting in the garden of the White Jade Palace, using the moonlight to break roses for his lover."
"..." Garcia raised his head for the first time, looking at the old man in front of him with an inexpressible expression.
He thought to himself: What kind of vulgar love story is this. "I asked him for the battle analysis homework he wanted to stay in the morning. He handed me the chip box...I saw it immediately, it was not his handwriting. The little highness actually smiled and said that the lover did it for him, And let me praise him for successfully discovering once-in-a-lifetime talents for the military."
"I was so angry that I blew my beard and stared, so that night, we released crystal bones and fought. There are messes all over the place, ten times harder than what you are tossing now."
"After the fight, the old man was out of breath, like he had lost his life. His Highness picked up his dozen or so roses and walked away. Well, those flowers were placed here at that time."
The old marshal stretched out his hand, his finger pointed to the pillar behind Garcia, and clicked.
"It seems that you really like this position at any time, Your Highness Ryan."
Garcia shook his head and sneered: "It's too deliberate, do you just want to irritate me, old man."
The old marshal touched the top of his head and said, "Since you're back, let's go see His Majesty."
Garcia: "I have nothing to say with the emperor. If she wants to see me, she has her own feet and will come over."
The old marshal showed a helpless expression.
Just half an hour ago, he communicated with His Majesty and asked if His Majesty wanted to summon the returning prince.
At that time, the most noble woman in the empire leaned on the soft chair boredly, letting her black hair fall like a dark cloud.
The emperor waved his hand and said in a lazy tone, "Hasn't he seen the leader? The leader's meaning is what I mean, and the rest, I have nothing to say with him."
What else can this say? As expected of mother and son...even though they are not related by blood.
The old marshal gave a wry smile, and then cleared his throat: "Then at least, you should meet your former lover - this is the purpose of looking for you today."
Garcia raised his eyebrows: "Lian's lover?"
Chen Hank didn't care that Garcia emphasized the words "Ryan's", but continued his topic:
"Well, he is a disabled human being, not a noble, helpless, very young, only one year older than His Royal Highness Ryan, who is you. At that time, His Royal Highness Ryan was counted as a sacrifice on the bright side, and when you woke up He is reluctant to admit this identity, so he has had a hard time in the past three years."
Garcia was even more surprised. He thought it was funny: "A crippled human being? Ryan actually fell in love with a crippled human being?"
"That's right, so the child has been nameless. After His Royal Highness Ryan died, he could only return to his civilian status, even if the two were privately engaged - this matter, it is indeed the Empire's fault for him. But he never complained. one sentence."
Oh...he got it. Garcia's eyes were dark, the old marshal said a few words, and the image of a pitiful widow had already been sketched in His Royal Highness's mind.
——The pale and petite crippled human wears black mourning clothes and cries red at the funeral. However, in the face of the ruthless oppression of the empire, he can only lower his eyebrows meekly and forbearly, swallowing his love for his lover and tears. belly.
There may be deviations in details, but it should be exactly the same.
Ridiculous, too ridiculous, does the empire actually believe in the "power of love"?
Could it be that he was expecting that he would fall in love the moment he saw the little widow, and that he would be at the mercy of the empire?
Garcia stood up, of course he had no interest in any of Ryan's lovers, and he didn't want to get involved in such absurd love.
Taking a ten thousand steps back, even if that crippled human being is really talented and attractive - but he has already come into contact with an existence like Jiang Jianming, there will be no crippling human beings in the world that he can see.
Garcia opened his mouth to refuse.
He had no doubt that if he appeared in front of this widow, the other party would surely rush to him crying and become a trouble that he couldn't get rid of.
Or, considering the fragile physique of the disabled, the poor little one may faint directly.
However, before the words of refusal came out, Garcia pursed her lips and closed her mouth again.
His Royal Highness suddenly had a new idea.
He turned on his wrist phone and sent a message, and sincerely hoped that the other party would reply faster this time.
"Did you go out?"
When Jiang Jianming received this text message, he was walking along the path of the White Jade Palace with Audrey Lance.
He couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw the text. Since Seth Henry's dog was discovered by him, he has suspended the authority of the intellectual brain.
So now, if Garcia wants to confirm his location, he can only send a message to ask honestly.
"Already in the White Jade Palace."
Jiang Jianming clicked Send for the reply from the wrist phone, and looked back at Audrey who was holding an umbrella for him to keep out the snow.
"You're really idle. I borrowed a set of clothes from you. Why did you come with a living person?"
Today, he borrowed a black dress from Audrey's house to wear. A place like the White Jade Palace should not be sloppy. Jiang Jianming pondered that Old Marshal Chen might want to take him to see someone.
No matter how you usually don't care about what you wear, in this case, you still have to put on the appearance of the widow.
Audrey put away her umbrella and smiled: "I'm just sending you here. Otherwise, wouldn't you rent an aircraft to run back and forth? Besides, as I am, it is easy to enter the gate of the White Jade Palace."
But it was inconvenient to accompany her next time. Audrey found a chair in the garden with golden roses blooming at random and sat down, "Go, I'll wait here for you to go back together."
Jiang Jianming didn't say anything, he knew that Audrey was worried about him.
A "former crown princess" who is already in the past, an officer who had entered the Yin Beidou with an amorphous race, and was suddenly called to a place like the White Jade Palace, would inevitably be suspicious. .
What's more, the place that Old Marshal Chen agreed with him was a bit subtle.
This is a small building that has been abandoned for a long time. Audrey said that this place is about to be demolished. It has not held public events for a few years. It is really...not like a serious place.
But Jiang Jianming didn't have any worries. He thought that what the old marshal meant at best was to hide people's eyes and ears.
He waved at Audrey, separated the fine snow, and walked towards the building in front of him alone.
"Actually, I really didn't expect that you haven't seen him yet."
Garcia walked behind Old Marshal Chen. When he heard the old Marshal's emotion, he asked casually, "Why did I meet him?"
Then he said: "It's been a long time, where are you going to let us meet?"
The old marshal said: "What's the hurry, it's just ahead. He's already waiting there... Strange, you really haven't met?"
The prince was playing with the golden rose flower in his hands, and there was a faint feeling of something wrong in his heart.
But at this moment, the wrist phone flickered, interrupting his thoughts just right.
Garcia turned on the wrist phone, and after checking the simple message, his mood immediately became happy.
Jiang Jianming responded quickly this time, which would help him implement that idea.
Yes, next he will call Jiang Jianming over - and then in front of the poor little widow of Prince Ryan, he will embrace Jiang Jianming in his arms without any hesitation, and hand him the golden rose.
This will be a once-and-for-all vicious plan.
Soon, whether it was the emperor or the leader, whether it was the old man surnamed Chen in front of him or Xie Yuduo, whether it was the pitiful widow, or Jiang Jianming himself—
Everyone will realize that he really has nothing to do with the crown prince who was praised by the world in the past, the elegant and noble infatuated heir...
A wicked pleasure rose in Garcia's heart, and the price of delusional control of him would be tragic.
He wanted to see the unbelievable eyes and tears of despair from the widow.
He wasn't worried about the bad ending either. Jiang was there, and there was always a way to gently appease such a crying brat. This person seems to be naturally suited to do this kind of thing.
Garcia glanced at the building in front of him. It was a secluded white building with dry vines leaning against the corner, and crows parked on the snow-covered treetops outside the window.
The only worry is whether Jiang Jianming will be angry with him because of this.
But it shouldn't be a big problem. It's a big deal. Go back and apologize properly. If you are scolded, you will scold a few words.
The old marshal led him through the building door, and the sound of their footsteps falling on the white brick floor made it even more empty.
Garcia looked at the door that was close at hand, and quietly sent Jiang Jianming the coordinates of this place, with a message:
"Very well, now you come to this position."
Garcia put away the wrist phone after sending. Chen Hank turned his head at this moment, and the old man tapped the door in front of him with his cane: "Your Highness, I want to make a statement in advance."
"I personally don't approve of this meeting, because I'm very worried that with your current state of mind, it will hurt the person inside."
"But unfortunately, it is His Majesty's will to let you see him, so please open the door and go in."
Garcia took a deep look at the old marshal with mixed feelings and stepped forward. When he put his palm on the heavy door handle, the cold touch penetrated into his skin.
For some reason, at this moment, an ominous sense of heaviness rose in his heart.
squeak...
The door opens to both sides.
This room is sunny and very bright inside. Sure enough, because it has not been used for many years, there are very few decorations.
A young man with black clothes and black hair sat quietly on a chair by the window, with a thin stature and a spine like bamboo.
The moment the door opened, the man turned his head upon hearing the sound, and half of his face was illuminated by the fine snow outside the window and the light of the sky.
The hand wearing black gauze gloves put the wrist machine on the windowsill, and the flashing light on it automatically went out.
Fluttering, a crow flew from the snow-covered branches.
Garcia stood blankly at the door.
At this moment, all the sounds disappeared, as if the sky and the earth collapsed, and the gears of time and space were stuck.
The two looked at each other, and their sight penetrated the thick smoke and fire that they first saw in the past.
Jin Rose was suddenly pinched by her fingers.
The petals withered silently and scattered on the ground.
Jiang Jianming stood up. He was wearing a slender pure black dress and a white scarf, and his eyes stared at the visitor at the door quietly.
He said to Garcia in a warm voice with some guilt: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm already here."
Garcia stood there with an expression on his face that could not be described in words.
As early as the moment he saw Jiang Jianming, he understood everything, but these words still easily tore his heart, like scissors cutting a piece of tissue paper.
He felt in a trance that he was losing blood, and the blood turned into turbulent magma and poured out from the torn heart, which was quickly drained, leaving only the bone-cold body.
There was a distant sound of bells, and it was the bell of the Brilliant Cathedral.
Garcia walked towards Jiang Jianming, he could feel that every time he took a step forward, his sanity was defeated by a point.
If it is said that at the moment of loss, a person realizes for the first time what a beautiful treasure he once possessed... What could be more tragic than this?
The answer is unquestionable: when treasures are just fantasies, when the person realizes that he never actually had any.
When the bell stopped, Garcia also stopped in front of Jiang Jianming.
At this moment in the dark, he suddenly saw his own unreasonable possessiveness towards Jiang Jianming's wild beast.
Trying to have the attachment and desire of this person's life.
Hot, uncontrollable love.
and let all the above delusions be reduced to ashes,
A cold reality.