Chapter 115 The Crown of Thorns (4)

"It's not that I don't care, it's that you care too much."

Jiang Jianming glanced at the comment area below the video, and happened to see that several hot comments were banned from being displayed in violation of regulations.

He showed a helpless look: "Now they are all real princes who are learning to govern the country, and they are still bullying big friends and children on Zhiwang. Does Your Highness have this kind of tolerance?"

Garcia pursed her lips and said nothing, the cold wind from outside blowing in from the broken windows.

After a while, there was an invisible sense of oppression in those icy green eyes. He said, "This is the territory of the empire, and I am the prince of the empire. Naturally, I will not allow my subjects to insult you."

Garcia walked over, took a thick-necked coat of his own, and put it on Jiang Jianming, "Sleep in another room tonight."

After speaking, His Highness pushed open the door and went out. Jiang Jianming took two steps to follow behind Garcia: "You are not naive."

A bright crescent moon imprinted the figures of the two under the corridor, the suspended robot flew past, and the outlines of rose bushes in the distance loomed.

Last night at the White Emerald Palace, they seemed to be arguing too.

"Yes, now some people scold me and misunderstand me. But Your Highness, you should also think about it carefully."

Jiang Jianming said, "There is a young disabled human from a civilian background who suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. He holds the dual rank of the Silver Big Dipper and the Golden Sun Wheel. The speed of promotion is unheard of in the history of the empire. The civilians and the amorphous race regard him as a Hero, the head of the old noble family called him a close friend, Major General Xie of Yin Beidou called him little lord, the commander promoted him exceptionally, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince favored him..."

"It seems that the powerful and powerful people all over the world love him, and even the heavens seem to care for him. It's so eye-catching, but this person doesn't even suffer from a few words of discrimination, criticism and suspicion. There is such a good thing. ?"

"You've had enough."

Garcia opened the permission of the other bedroom, pushed open the door, and said coldly, "You are dying."

"They don't even know what you paid for. You deserve such a good thing."

Jiang Jianming walked in lightly, and turned on the light. He looked at it, and said calmly, "It won't be so good."

When he said this, he guessed that the people behind him were going to make trouble. Sure enough, the next moment Jiang Jianming's shoulders were buckled, and a huge force came - he staggered two steps, stumbled and fell onto the bed. Garcia pressed him angrily, the tip of his nose almost touching his, "Shut up. Do you dare to say one more word?"

Jiang Jianming certainly dared, he even pinched the cheek of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with a cool smile in his eyes: "You are too naive."

"Can you now understand why His Highness didn't reveal his relationship with me for so long?"

Because reality is such an irresistible force, Jiang Jianming thought to himself.

More than one friction at the military general meeting, and more than one commotion on the street corner of Star City. There will be more and more to come.

In front of them stretched up a thorny and dangerous road, and at the end was Wang Mian, shining high up. Laity can only see the brilliance of Wang Mian, but cannot see the thorns pierced in the darkness.

There will always be moments of bloody fall. Look, even Emperor Kaios was not forced to marry politically? Didn't the first holy battle also fail miserably?

"There is a choice, Your Highness."

Jiang Jianming got into the quilt and said in a lazy tone, "Don't look at what I said today, people's hearts are lost, but I'm not a politician, it's really useless to ask them to admire."

"In this way, no one will put expectations on me in the future, and my troubles will be much less. After I die, the people will not be hit too hard, and it will be good for both sides."

The anger in Garcia's eyes almost burst out: "Are you still thinking about them?"

Jiang Jianming avoided answering, but picked up a few strands of Garcia's blond hair and kissed him.

"Learn to give up some things, it will be much easier, Your Highness."

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes flickered twice, and said with a sigh, "Because you are not omnipotent, and I am not invincible."

"……what?"

Garcia's eyes widened. As proud as him, he never imagined that he would one day be mocked by his sweetheart as "incompetent".

If it were anyone else, the crown prince stared at the person on the bed and thought blankly.

Maybe he didn't even bother to give alms at all, and he would only use the crystal bone to tell the other party to see who was powerless.

But at this moment, the disabled people on the bed couldn't beat him if he wanted to, and couldn't scold him if he wanted to. He couldn't even say harsh words like before, he was afraid that he would really make people sad and make them sick.

Garcia was so angry that he breathed and trembled, and he had to endure the crystal bone not to explode.

In the end, he turned around and left. He paused in the middle of his steps, and turned to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, and then he slammed the door and went out.

...and that's it, the cold war started again.

The next morning, the Golden Sun Wheel Building.

Jiang Jianming went to work on time, with Beimaner and Zheng Yue following behind him.

Now that he has a solid military position, he has Baimaner beside him as a secretary. It's not a favoritism. He felt that Miss Bei was a very capable girl from the time of Yin Beidou's adaptation period as an officer, and he earned it.

"Colonel Jiang," Now that she's in the military, Miss Bei can't be commensurate with his classmates, but her caring and gentle heart is the same as always, "You don't need to worry about these chores at all, just send a message and ask us to do it, why? Came here specially..."

Zheng Yue also said: "That's right, little lord, you are really...you don't tell anyone when you are sick. The news broke out yesterday, which scared us into a cold sweat."

Jiang Jianming was angry and funny, and put on his military cap: "You two can talk about it all the way. It's not a matter of a day or two for me to get this disease... Come on, go to a meeting with me."

At noon, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Le'an entered the Golden Sun Wheel Building. Just as three non-commissioned officers were walking out from the gate, they immediately stood up and saluted:

"His Royal Highness!"

"Hello, Your Highness!"

"Colonel Jiang just finished the meeting!"

The three people's voices were hearty and agile, especially the last sentence was very natural, but it made His Highness Lean's face gloomy: "..."

"...Official business," a few seconds later, the crown prince looked away indifferently and asked succinctly, "Where is Lieutenant General Luther."

"Lieutenant General Luther is in the conference hall on the fourth floor."

The three said attentively, "But Colonel Jiang should have returned to his office, on the eighth floor."

Ryan raised his hand to them to show understanding, and then stepped into the elevator at a gentle pace.

The door closed with a buzzing sound in front of several non-commissioned officers of Kim Il-lun. The three of them turned to look, and saw that the "8" button on the elevator was lit first.

So the three of them looked at each other, winked tacitly, and each showed an "I know" expression.

Eighth floor.

Jiang Jianming handed over the documents summed up at the meeting to Baimaner for her to handle, and leaned back on the soft chair in a relaxed manner, closing his eyes and rubbing his brows.

As for the meeting, it was the arrangement of the Royal Guards of Jin Ilun a few days later.

According to the plan recognized a few months ago, the emperor's birthday banquet and the canonization ceremony of the new crown prince will be held at the same time. Of course... the situation has changed a lot now, because of the return of His Royal Highness Le'an, there is no longer any dispute over the crown prince.

The next thing to do is more akin to going through a cutscene, pulling Xiao Dianxia out and walking around to show the people that he is indeed alive.

It's just... Now that there are factors of instability everywhere inside and outside the Empire, it's better not to cause trouble this time.

The door to the office opened at this moment. Jiang Jianming heard Beimaner and Zheng Yue calling "His Royal Highness" one after another, and quickly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

Ryan was already standing in front of his desk, casting a shadow on Jiang Jianming condescendingly, his face expressionless.

Jiang Jianming asked hesitantly, "How are you, Your Highness?"

Ryan took the medicine bottle out of his arms, put it on the table with a thud, then turned around without saying a word.

Jiang Jianming pursed his lips, unscrewed the cap and drank the daily medicine he almost forgot.

Beside Maner, who was surprised and suspicious, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Jiang Jianming also answered her in a low voice: "His Royal Highness thinks it's a cold war, I'll give him some face."

"..." The knuckles of Ryan's fingers rattled, wanting to turn around and scolding "I can hear it", but if he opened his mouth again, it would be equivalent to losing the Cold War.

In front of this cunning and cruel human being, he could only choose between forbearance and submission.

Jiang Jianming finished drinking the medicine, threw the empty bottle into the recycling bin, and sighed, "I don't really want to drink this medicine, it doesn't have any significant effect, but there are a lot of side effects."

Lean turned back suddenly: "What side effects!?"

"..."

Beimaner and Zheng Yue covered their faces and walked away, both showing expressions they couldn't bear to look directly at, thinking that this is too vulnerable...

However, Ryan had left the Cold War behind, grabbing Jiang Jianming seriously and asking what side effects were there. The latter quickly laughed and said it was a lie.

The crown prince simply pushed Colonel Jiang down from the chair, grabbed onto the sofa to rest, and took over the documents he was going to deal with.

Beimaner and Zheng Yue have already left. Time passed by, and Ryan did it quietly for almost an hour by himself, and when the outlines were all completed, he slowly came back to his senses.

After that, he can't be without the bottom line to this extent.

It wasn't over last night, and he should continue to be angry.

The crown prince abruptly put the electronic stylus pen on the table, got up with a stern face, but saw that on the sofa, Jiang Jianming had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He froze, realizing that if this person hadn't insisted on being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Jianming should still be lying on the hospital bed at this moment.

...The crown prince sat back again with a stern face.

After another half hour, Jiang Jianming opened his eyes vaguely and woke up.

After a few seconds, he saw Ryan in front of the desk and was surprised: "Why are you still here!?"

Ryan raised Rui Mei's eyes, his face ashen: "You chase me away?"

"No..." Jiang Jianming got up from the sofa in a daze, "Did Your Highness come to see me specifically, are you so busy today?"

Ryan's eyes moved, and he opened his mouth slightly: "..."

Jiang Jianming: "?"

"...forgot." Ryan lowered his head slumped, and inserted his five fingers into his soft pale golden curly hair, "I'm looking for Lieutenant General Luther."

Jiang Jianming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly sent the crown prince out. Lean stopped at the door, turned around suddenly, and pressed Jiang Jianming's shoulder with the palm of his hand.

"The grand ceremony of the establishment of the reserve is in the White Jade Palace."

He looked deeply at the black-haired and pale young man in front of him, and for a while there seemed to be a lot of things passing in his eyes, and finally he settled down, leaned down and said, "You want to come."

There was no one around, but he deliberately used a volume that only two people could hear, "You see me really succeeding the name Ryan."

Jiang Jianming happily raised his eyebrows and covered the back of Ryan's hand with his palm: "It is my honor to be able to look up to the glory of the emperor, Your Highness."

Garcia smiled silently. As if in revenge, he suddenly got closer, bit the snow-white earlobe hidden under the black hair with his sharp canine teeth, and bared the tip of his tongue, making a nasty nod.

Jiang Jianming didn't expect this person to be making such a fuss outside. He was so excited that he shivered and his legs were numb. He whispered annoyed: "His Royal Highness!"

Just as he was about to be held accountable, his little highness had already turned away and closed the office door.

Jiang Jianming laughed for a while, shook his head and rubbed his earlobe hard, then turned back to his desk to check what Ryan had finished.

Gradually, his expression subsided, and a look of praise appeared in his eyes.

Should it be said that it is his little highness, Ryan's learning ability is astonishingly fast.

Obviously, he had never cared about the internal situation of the empire in the previous three years, and now he has handled the affairs of the Golden Sun Wheel with ease. Maybe some details still need to be polished, but the general direction is almost perfect, at least he can't make mistakes with his vision.

Jiang Jianming's eyes flashed a gentle and melancholy look. Perhaps it will not be long before he can look up to the glory of the true emperor.

...

——Of course, Colonel Jiang, who was immersed in his imagination at this moment, naturally would not notice.

Outside the closed office door, the future "Emperor" stood there, froze and motionless.

Ryan leaned back against the door, biting his teeth slightly. He briefly lost the ability to think calmly, and could only feel the pounding heartbeat in his chest.

just……

Bitten and licked.

Ryan stood there with his head bowed for half a minute, his stern cheeks actually burning.

He raised his palm slowly, frowning and pressing his tight lips.

How could it be so... addictive?

The author has something to say: it will only get harder and harder to quit when cats suck catnip (paipai.jpg

Me: I thought I would go to study after swiping my phone for five minutes to relax, but I've been playing for two hours now.

Lai: thought that would go to work with peace of mind after seeing Jiang finish drinking the medicine, but have been sucking ginger for two hours after recovered.