Chapter 117 The Crown of Thorns (6)

Inside the house of Prime Minister Lauren. Kevin turned around carefully, frowned and walked out of the door.

"do not have it……"

He didn't find anything.

There are no more traces left by man, and no secret passages - these golden sun wheels must have been searched - and of course there are no imperial wanted criminals hiding.

He found nothing, perhaps the infiltrator last night was more cautious than he imagined, and the footprints were just an accident of chance.

Then just go back. Kevin picked up the wrist phone and hesitated whether to tell the military or contact Senior Jiang directly.

The ceremony should be going on now, he thought, and it should be inconvenient for seniors to communicate at the scene. Then call the police to the military...

Suddenly, in the corner of Kevin's eyes, something on the side of the road flashed in the sun.

The boy changed color, ran over in three steps and two steps, bent over to pick it up from the soil, and quickly wiped it off with the corner of his clothes.

In the palm of his hand, there is a piece of red agate gemstone, or an orb, that has been polished into a round shape, only half the size of a mung bean.

Kevin's heart beat faster again, it didn't look like something from Prime Minister Lauren. After all, it's weird to be half-buried in the dirt like this.

Could it be the infiltrator from last night?

In the distance, there was a loud noise, which was the direction of the ceremony.

...No, since there are additional clues, it may still be necessary to tell Senior Jiang.

Kevin held the gem, his expression changed several times. He changed his mind, put the things in his pocket, and hurried to the noisy place.

It was quiet in front of the White Emerald Palace.

In the middle of the ceremony, there should be no such abrupt silence. At least there should be music from the Royal Military Band, but now even the music for the ceremony has stopped.

Jiang Jianming's mind went blank, he sat blankly on the chair, completely losing his ability to think.

Until the first scream pierced the sky, as if a thunderstorm exploded during the day, the chaos of His Royal Highness Laian's appearance in the civil turmoil during the New Year's Festival reappeared.

People screamed and shouted, reporters spit in excitement, cameras flashed in a string, and the people sitting up stood up and wanted to squeeze forward.

After recovering from the initial shock, everyone was eager to know only one question: Who?

The lover and spouse that His Royal Highness will announce, their crown princess, the future noble queen of this empire - who is it?

But after the crown prince said that, he turned around and walked down the sacred snow-white steps.

His thin lips opened and closed, and his voice traveled far through the microphone attached to his ear:

"We have been in love for five years. He once put on the ring I handed out, kissed me and swore a lifelong covenant."

"But because of my concerns and cowardice, I haven't been able to tell more people about our relationship, which has caused him a lot of grievances."

His Royal Highness Lean walked as he spoke, his steps were steady and graceful, the eyes of the crowd seemed to be chasing him, and the light and the fragrance of flowers seemed to be chasing him as well.

More people followed the eyes of the crown prince, firstly trying to find the lucky one who was favored among the nobles, and secondly, the rich and famous from all walks of life.

But His Royal Highness kept walking forward, walking down the long snow-white steps, passing through the rows of seats, and looking at somewhere with fiery and firm eyes: "He has a talent that I admire, and he is more stubborn and unyielding than anyone else. soul."

"Three years ago, the frontline of the empire was tight, and signs of mob activity were found inside; Your Majesty instructed me to fake death in public, one to fully support the frontline of Yin Beidou, and the other to lead snakes out of their holes to catch out the thugs in the dark alienated crystal cultists. "

"For the sake of the top secret of the strategy, I cruelly let him be kept in the dark like everyone else, and even signaled the empire to neglect him, hoping to keep him away from the war."

"But I underestimated his will... He paid the price for the rest of his life in order to go to the distant stars to join the army. I made an irreversible mistake, and this will be a regret that will never be erased in my life."

"—The only atonement I can do now is to tell the truth to the whole empire here today."

His Royal Highness Ryan's voice was clear and powerful, and the footsteps of his boots knocking on the ground were crisp, "He is the only person in this world who can stand by my side. If he forgives me, he will be the crown princess of the empire."

Behind, the few insiders were dumbfounded.

His Highness has done a very good job, and he has perfectly transformed these rhetoric of "three-year suspended animation" to the public into a part of the public show of love.

The logic is still very smooth! No one else can interrupt if they want to!

Jiang Jianming sat stiffly in his seat, full of thoughts: How did things become like this?

I don't know from which second, there were countless eyes around him, and acquaintances began to cry out in a low voice, especially those officers who were used to seeing the crown prince coming to visit the eighth floor of the Golden Sun Wheel Building every day.

"Colonel Jiang!?"

"how is this possible."

"It can't be true, Colonel Jiang!?"

All kinds of noisy voices stirred Jiang Jianming's mind into chaos. At this moment, his lips moved weakly, trying to stop the situation from developing.

He wanted to stand up and drag His Highness to scold him for nonsense, and wanted to turn around and escape from such a desperate situation, but he couldn't.

After all, "the crown prince showing love in public to a civilian disabled human" is bad enough.

But "the crown prince showed love to a civilian disabled human being in public but was rejected", and "the crown prince showed love to a civilian disabled human being in public but fled the scene", isn't it even worse! ?

Finally, Crown Prince Le'an stopped, and a graceful and slender figure stood in front of a person.

Under the eyes of all the people, it was a young officer with black hair and black eyes wearing a golden sun wheel uniform, with a dazed and dazed expression. He didn't wear gloves, and his delicate wrists showed his identity as an Amorphous Race.

The surrounding sounds weakened, replaced by the extremely shocked inhalation.

Some things don't need to be said.

During this time, Colonel Jiang suffered from chronic crystal disorder.

More controversy has focused on his admission that he was "promoted by the power of the aristocracy" and the phrase "selfish desire".

What selfish desire? Is it the selfish desire to get a military position by virtue of relationships, and to get rich and enjoy all the way?

Now that's all answered, in the form of an unexpected reversal.

Mixed in the crowd, Yang Xiaozhen covered her mouth in disbelief, tears of regret filling her eyes.

"ginger."

Ryan removed the golden rose from his breast pocket, kissed the rose petals, then bent over and pinned it to Jiang Jianming's coat button.

"I love you." He looked serious, "Come with me, okay?"

This is a fake question, because Jiang Jianming couldn't answer at all, so Ryan grabbed his wrist.

"Your Highness."

Jiang Jianming's voice was light and trembling, his black pupils reflected the figure of his lover, and his lips were white and whispered: "How can you..."

He was weak under his feet, but was pulled up by Ryan.

The crown prince led him up.

It was an irresistible force.

Just as His Royal Highness turned around, the military band seemed to finally find their duty.

Beneath the golden flag of the empire, the majestic tunes resumed, with notes beating on horns, strings and drums, reflecting the dazzling sunlight.

Other than that, no one spoke. The world seems to be condensed into a fluttering song, with two people walking up the snow-white long steps.

Jiang Jianming was helpless.

When it's like this, it doesn't matter how you will be criticized. What matters is Ryan, the crown prince of the empire, and the crown prince has always been flawless.

That's not to say that the former Little Highness Le'an was a sculpted icy god statue, perfect, not moving, not speaking, not happy, not sad, no.

But because the little highness is too strong, even if there is occasional "willful", in the end, it can end in a crushing victory, bringing endless glory to the empire.

But having a spouse is another matter.

The incomplete spouse, of course, will also damage the perfection of the crown prince.

For example, a controversial civilian officer; a weak and disabled human being; a patient who is suffering from chronic crystal disorder and whose life is not long, 80% will not wait to become a queen, and will be put into a coffin.

The crown prince apologized and courted such a person.

Obviously it is the difference between gold and jade and rotten wood, cloud and mud.

"His Royal Highness." Jiang Jianming called out again at a loss, even though he didn't know what solution he could have at this moment.

He lost his perception of the outside world, and could only hear his heart beating fast in his chest, and his blood was like a burning river.

...what about after you die?

Jiang Jianming suddenly thought, and then felt ridiculous. Does His Highness want to be a widow for himself?

give birth

Yet?

But if Ryan thinks about it with a little reason, he should know that this is a crazy act.

The music climbed to a climax, and the sunlight was as white as snow, and thousands of brilliance converged.

From the beginning to the end, Ryan just held his wrist tightly and tightly, looking straight ahead calmly, almost dragging the person beside him up.

"You...Wait, Your Highness...!"

Jiang Jianming panted rapidly, raised his legs and stepped on a new level of stairs in a daze, feeling like he was stepping on cotton, and it was all the support from his wrists that prevented his legs from falling so softly.

Faces of astonishment were left behind, and everyone had a much more noble status than him.

He walked past Sister Lance, Diana opened her cherry mouth blankly, but Audley looked at him with wet red eyes; next to Xie Yuduo, the major general quickly dropped his eyes; two steps up, He rubbed shoulders with the ashen-faced Celine, and was dragged by Ryan to a higher place. The female admiral was completely left behind—

Past one figure after another.

Go up one step at a time.

to the end.

When Jiang Jianming returned to his senses, he had come to an end. The long wind blew past his ears, and he stood on the high platform of the White Jade Palace, with the boundless blue sky above his head.

Next to him are the helpless ceremonial officials and the silent female emperor.

Under the sunlight, the empress looked unexpectedly calm, and there seemed to be crystal water on her cheeks, like new tears.

...Tears?

Jiang Jianming was stunned.

He wanted to see clearly, but couldn't.

Because the next moment, Ryan forced him to turn around and face the thousands of people below.

The height shrunk everyone's head, and thousands of people turned their heads, like a silent and colorful beach.

Too unreal.

Jiang Jianming stared blankly at this vast scene, and suddenly said softly, "Your Highness, I'm a little afraid of heights."

He turned his head and saw the profile of the prince's face. Ryan pursed his lips, and those green eyes were looking coldly towards the horizon.

"Just to let you know that you are afraid." The crown prince pressed down the hanging wheat, lowered his lips and said in a low voice, "Knowing that I can do anything."

Ryan's five fingers clasped his shoulders, as if hugging and imprisoning: "So, you will be invincible."

Jiang Jianming's expression first showed a trace of shock, and then he smiled bitterly.

"You are really... too willful."

He sighed and closed his eyes.

Ryan hugged him and didn't let go, letting Jiang Jianming rest in his arms for a while.

Feeling that the other party's rapid breathing and heartbeat calmed down a little, he frowned and asked, "Why are you scared like this? Didn't you promise to make it public in the future three years ago? You haven't even done any psychological preparation in advance?"

Jiang Jianming raised his head and looked in a trance.

"……Really do not have."

In an instant, he realized something.

Jiang Jianming suddenly discovered that even though he had already made a private lifelong relationship with Ryan, he had never imagined being able to stand side by side with His Highness at the top of the empire.

Because he is weak and weak, and his strength is small, just trying to break a corner of the shackles will burn the fire of his own life.

Such as falling in love with the imperial prince.

Such as seeking the truth of the prince's death.

More, he didn't have the strength to ask for it.

What does Ryan think about this?

Recalling back, the little Highness also made promises to him over and over again in anxiety and pain, begging him to believe, for fear that he would not believe it.

He always thought it was too exaggerated that His Highness was young and innocent, but now that he thinks about it, Ryan may have vaguely noticed his negative attitude.

——Underground romance is very satisfying, you can live one day at a time, don't dare to plan the future, only dare to live the current mentality.

However, Jiang Jianming's heart and soul were shaking, he thought: But he is still standing here.

He is still so powerless, but His Highness has been dragging him fiercely and dragging him to such a high place.

"You dragged me to this place, Jiang."

Ryan whispered in a low voice, and his solitary demeanor clearly explained what it means to be unreasonable and strong.

"I came to the empire for you, inheriting my name is for you, and standing here at the moment is also for you. The current situation is ultimately your fault, and you are responsible."

Jiang Jianming sighed: "...Is it really okay for me to be in charge."

Ryan: "It's just you."

Jiang Jianming helplessly raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his eyes glinting: "There seems to be no other way."

Strangely, he no longer trembled, and the look of panic disappeared from his black eyes like a peeling scar.

Jiang Jianming walked towards the ritual officials holding the golden plate and the ritual vessel. The three ritual officials were numb, as if writing "Who am I, where am I, why am I here".

He indifferently reached out to the plate on the far left and slowly picked up the golden-red crown. The countless inlaid diamonds, pearls, and hollow patterns gathered sunlight.

Jiang Jianming held the crown in his arms with both hands, and when he turned around, Ryan had already landed on one knee and half-knelt down.

There is no need for the crown prince to kneel in the process.

But no one dared to interrupt it.

"Then may you," Jiang Jianming said softly, "the glory will never fall, and you will be omnipotent."

Ryan lowered his eyes and head solemnly, Jiang Jianming bent down, carefully placed the crown between the platinum curls, and crowned him.

This scene was fixed in the eyes of thousands of people looking up at the palace, and there was an ancient and fantastic sense of sanctity.

After finishing, Jiang Jianming turned around and lifted the scepter from the second golden plate.

It is slender, and the front end is intricate and gorgeous, with nine diamonds inlaid, and the weight is a little heavy.

Jiang Jianming was about to hand it over to Ryan, but Ryan suddenly stood up and reached out to grab the robe from the third tray.

It is made into a cloak that can be draped over, with a deep red satin base, and pure gold threads woven into gorgeous and majestic patterns. The thick snow-white fur collar can be covered all the way to the back.

The crown prince took his crown concubine into his arms with one hand, and shook the robe with the other hand, and the corner of the robe raised a flying arc, wrapping the two tightly.

They are the love of the soul, half of each other's life, and should share this authority and glory.

There was a loud shout from somewhere, and applause and cheers sounded sporadically, although it was a little hasty, a little messy, and very irregular.

Jiang Jianming smiled gently. He reached out and took off the small wheat that was hanging from Ryan's ear and put it to his mouth: "You don't need to cheer at this moment."

The sound travels far.

"You don't need to cheer at this moment." Jiang Jianming repeated, "I know you have shock and doubts in your hearts. This is normal, because what we are doing now is something that breaks the old rules."

"The crown prince of the empire has established an amorphous race from a commoner as the crown prince."

Jiang Jianming said and looked to his side, Lean was looking at him quietly, it was like admiring a work of art.

Jiang Jianming's eyes twitched, thinking that Your Highness, you should at least say a few words.

But Ryan just squinted and pressed his lips to the back of his neck, hugging him and rubbing against him, like a well-behaved furry beast.

Jiang Jianming sighed despairingly in his heart, his face not showing anything, he cleared his throat and continued: "...This may be a merit, it may be a fault, no one can tell which is which, because there is no precedent."

"For those trying to break the old rules, praise or abuse of the moment is a passing moment, and they only accept the verdict of history."

He said, "History has a pair of eyes that see through time and dust, and it will remember the real winner."

"Orlando, the first king who established the rule of the old empire, used the name of the king of the gods in the mythology of the old blue mother planet and proclaimed himself Odin the Great. But over a hundred years later, 'Odin the Great' has become a 'tyrant' Odin'."

"The new empire did not deliberately order it, nor did anyone publicly advocate it. It's just that the authors who wrote the book changed their way of writing one by one, and the chats on the streets and alleys also changed their names."

"In the 32nd year of the old imperial calendar, the White Dove Chiye Society, who was armed against the tyranny of the old empire, was forced to disband. The first president, Ms. Helga, lived in exile for 16 years, and finally died tragically on the poor and dilapidated blue mother planet."

"But the bronze statue of Helga is still standing in the center of the Star City of the Dominion today."

Jiang Jianming spoke slowly, the crowd raised their heads to listen, and the live broadcast also spread the other eight star cities.

The young officer's quiet voice echoed in any corner of the empire: "So keep your doubts, and watch me with your descendants."

The huge imperial flag was raised behind the back and fluttered over the White Emerald Palace.

Jiang Jianming raised the scepter in his hand: "Finally, this year is the 64th year of the new emperor's calendar, while the old emperor's calendar is only 63 years. We still have a long future and infinite possibilities."

"Respect the past, present and future of the Empire."

Although he said there was no need to cheer.

But the loud cries still came from all directions.

drowned them both.

The author has something to say: On the day of the official announcement, the Imperial Intelligence Network was paralyzed, and the nine star cities were fried.

Excerpts from XX Satellite TV's broadcast:... Halfway through, our conscientious reporters interviewed some of the people. Some military personnel who did not want to be named said tearfully, "Our CP has come true," and some people who did not want to be named said, "I I vaguely feel that Colonel Jiang’s temporary rescue is very tired, and His Highness is completely immersed in the joy of sticking with his own crown princess”, and a royal related person (!?) who did not want to be named said, “The crown prince was the crown princess 80% of the people are in the crematorium now.” Thank you for your attention, we will see you on the next show.