After returning to the empty room alone, the prince who blew up the sensor lights all the way closed the door indifferently, isolating the sound of the alarm outside and the sound of people running around.

The rest is out of his control. Since Black Shark Base dared to make a special trip to poke his restricted area, this awareness must have been there long ago.

The prince first removed the wrist phone and put it on the small cabinet beside the bed.After thinking about it, he placed it on the windowsill further away from him again.

After finishing these, Garcia sat on the bed in the dark, his eyes fell on the void.

... He wouldn't take the initiative to contact anyone when he lost control of his emotions.

But at such a time, everything about that person emerges incomparably clearly in his memory.

The first thing that emerges is the slender hand, even the texture of the fingertips is fully visible.

He is very thin, his skin sticks thinly to his finger bones, and when he strokes his long hair, his movements are always careless, but there is a special kind of softness.

His eyes always seem to be looking at distant places, and his expression is always between indifference and tenderness.Those brows and eyes are like black and white landscape paintings, the distant mountains are the eyebrows, and the near water are the eyes.

Like the fog and rain in the winter forest, like the first snow flake in the palm of your hand.

The prince suddenly lowered his chin and flicked his long hair irritably.He felt an extremely restless thirst rising from his chest.

This symptom is very unreasonable.

He only knows that when a person takes certain addictive substances in large quantities and repeatedly for a long period of time, there will be a withdrawal reaction when they stop using them.

But he didn't, he just...

...separated from Jiang Jianming for a while...that's all.

In the darkness, Garcia's fingers curled up and he grasped the quilt under him tightly.

Want... want to see him, want to hold him...

Jiang Jianming is an oriental race. Compared with him, his skeleton is smaller and thinner. He can easily hold disabled humans into his arms and tighten them between his arms.

Then bend slightly, you can put your chin on the other's shoulder, or rub the delicate skin on the side of the neck.

This is a gesture to confirm ownership, which makes him feel at ease and happy. The body enclosed in his arms will only belong to him, and will not be branded as that evil crown prince.

If Jiang Jianming is in a good mood, he will allow himself to confirm this for a long time while doing business.

"..."

The prince turned his eyes away, his Adam's apple rolled, and his thirst became more and more intense.

He stood up suddenly, hurriedly took off his outer clothes, and went to the shower room to take a cold shower.

There will be no end to cranky thinking.

It was late at night and he was going to sleep.

However, when the prince lay down in the quilt, the complex images in his mind did not decrease but increased.

He thought of Jiang Jianming's eyes closed, his shallow snort, faded lips, and heaving chest when the disabled were weak and lethargic...

He once leaned over to listen to his heartbeat in the middle of the night, but Jiang Jianming probably didn't know it.

Garcia suddenly lifted the quilt, got off the ground barefoot, and went to the window sill to pick up the wrist phone.

I picked it up and held it for a while, but there was no button.

He glanced back at the electronic clock, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

At this time, Jiang should have fallen asleep.

I don't know whether it's because of physical weakness or lack of energy, but Jiang Jianming always sleeps very lightly, and sometimes he is haunted by nightmares.I don't know what it was dreamed of, and after waking up, eyes were slack and was panting for a long time, but couldn't slow it down.

Garcia's eyes were heavy, so he couldn't disturb the fragile sleep of the disabled man at this time, maybe it would make the man sick.

——So, why didn't I hug Jiang Jianming when he was terrified in the middle of the night?

want to hug him...

I want to imprison that person in my arms, want to smell his breath, touch his skin.

I want to listen to his stories in the middle of the night, even if it is knowledge that don’t understand; want to talk to him about the analysis of Yin Beidou’s battle situation.

When the night was getting deeper, wanted to turn off the light and rolled him on the soft bed, wrapped him carefully with the quilt, then intertwined fingers, rubbed ears and temples together, and fell asleep under the starlight.

"Tsk..."

Garcia groaned irritably, inserted his five fingers into his long hair, and pressed his forehead hard.

Stop, this is what and what.

How did he become like this?

On the other side of the distant star sea, Jiang Jianming naturally didn't know about Garcia's tossing and turning, but he was not having a good time either.

Originally, when he returned to the empire this time, he had made a very careful plan.

Since it can be inferred from the last words of Crown of Dawn that the truth is related to the history of the founding war, Jiang Jianming is ready to spend ten days and a half months in the Aslan library, holding coffee every day to check information until late at night.

But he didn't expect the situation to become so complicated.

After guessing the reason why the leader let Garcia come to the empire, Jiang Jianming was so restless the next day that he couldn't even read a book, let alone look up historical materials and think about it.

Reserve...

The former Lai An did not resist being the heir to the empire.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a precocious young man who has received the highest standard of education in the court since he was a child.When Jiang Jianming first met him, this man was already able to look at this Yu Region, an empire spanning the three-star system, with the air of a king.

—This is his domain, his country.

He will be condescending and accept the surrender of this sea of stars.

He will also devote his whole life to protecting his people.

But now Garcia obviously has a problem with his mentality. Jiang Jianming is not sure that he is willing to accept the position of prince, let alone whether he is really suitable to take this position.

"..."

In the library, the black-haired young man shook his head and sighed, closing the heavy paper book in front of him.

Forget it, it would be cruel to demand more from a wild little highness who theoretically only has three years of memory and is about three years old.

"Hey!"

There were footsteps approaching behind him, Jiang Jianming turned his head and saw Kevin with a stinky face.

The boy walked through the bookshelves in the library, and stretched out the paper bag he was carrying in his hand sullenly: "...here."

Jiang Jianming took it, and it turned out to be a cup of coffee, the taste Luo Hai invited him to drink yesterday.

Kevin turned his face away awkwardly, and said with red ears: "I misunderstood you yesterday and said something that shouldn't be said, I'm sorry!"

He bit his lip and paused, his ears became more red, and whispered while clutching the hem of his clothes: "You, you are really better than me."

Jiang Jianming raised his eyebrows and smiled unexpectedly: "What's the matter?"

He scanned the quiet library in the afternoon, stood up with the book in his arms, "When I borrow the book, let's go out and talk."

The two walked out of the main entrance of the library together, and there were a lot of hollies with red fruits planted outside. The leaves are still dark green in this cold season, and the small red fruits are gathered among the green leaves, which is really cute.

Jiang Jianming picked a bench and sat down, and put away the books in his arms first.

Kevin's eyes fell on the book he put in his backpack, and said, "Are you reading Commander Aslan's book?"

Kevin put his hands in his pockets and snorted: "It's a pity for Commander Aslan... I admit that our emperor is indeed a great king, but his treatment of the commander in the later period is really chilling."

Jiang Jianming was noncommittal.

Dawn Aslan, the commander who accompanied the emperor from the very beginning and assisted the emperor all the way to the throne... is always mentioned in vague words in historical materials.

It is widely accepted today that less than a year after the founding war, the supreme military commander who was once invincible to the emperor was relieved of his military power and placed under house arrest in Vassen Star City, the last place in the first galaxy.

Although the operation of suppressing heroes is not uncommon in the methods of emperors throughout the ages, this time it is a bit too fast, too ruthless, and too ruthless.Aslan was depressed, and the old injuries and overwork from the battle broke out, and he died of illness in Vassen Star City very quickly.

When the bad news came, the whole empire was shocked.This incident has also become a rare stain in the glorious life of the Great Emperor, and a tragedy that most people in the empire do not want to face directly.

Kevin crushed two or three red fruits that had rolled under the bench with his shoes, and couldn't help humming: "The commander has fought for the emperor for many years, but in the end he couldn't escape Asuka. No matter if it's a royal or aristocrat, the mind is stuffedIt’s full of power struggles, it’s dirty to death.”

Jiang Jianming said lightly: "Little friend, pay attention to what you say."

Kevin: "Who is the kid! I'm sixteen!"

Jiang Jianming shook his head, not planning to talk more about these mysterious histories with the children.

He took out coffee from the paper bag and held it to warm his hands: "Let's talk about something serious, why did you suddenly give me coffee? Didn't you still call me a money-grubbing ghost yesterday?"

"..."

The young man scratched his hair embarrassingly, his eyes flickered, "I know you're not now, okay?"

Soon, Jiang Jianming learned from Kevin that the conflict between him and Brandon that day was photographed by some daring passer-by.The video was quickly spread on the Imperial Intelligence Network, and spread outside Aslan Star City in an instant.

The person who uploaded the video obviously had a long-standing grudge against the arrogant Brandon's family. His face was severely coded, and the high-definition of Brandon's beating was too high-definition.

Of course, the video was quickly deleted by Brandon's family. Unexpectedly, this deletion caused public backlash.

The current situation was supposed to explode at one o'clock, and civilians directly staged a demonstration on the East Street, denouncing Brandon's family for bullying and doing evil.

Jiang Jianming thought it was a little funny, obviously he beat Brandon, but he seemed like a victim instead.

In this regard, Kevin said confidently: "Of course it's because you look weak and deceptive."

His legs dangled on the bench, and he couldn't help nagging, pointing to Jiang Jianming and said: "Look at you, you are a disabled human being, and you have no power and power, and you dare to step on the face of the noble young master!"Come on. Everyone is afraid that you will be beaten by the Brandon family one day, no, let’s create some momentum, so that the group of noble moths will be a little afraid."

"..."

Jiang Jianming thought to himself, this little guy is familiar enough.

He suddenly regained a bit of the pleasure of molesting classmate Li Youfang when he was an officer in Yinbeidou during the adaptation period.

So he hooked his lips maliciously: "Really, but what if... I am actually from the noble side?"

"What if I teach Brandon a lesson just because he offends me with a blind eye?"

Sure enough, Kevin showed a blank expression.

Jiang Jianming told him seriously: "For example, I am going to attend the Lance family's dinner today and next."

"With such a big oolong, the demonstrators on East Street may feel ashamed. It's so pitiful. I sympathize with them."

Kevin: "???"

Beep——

Coincidentally, at the same time as he finished speaking, Jiang Jianming heard his wrist phone ring.He looked down and raised his eyebrows.

"Look, a distinguished gentleman has come to see me."

Jiang Jianming stood up, and raised his wrist phone to Kevin who was completely stunned there, with a leisurely tone.

"It's really very dignified, even a big man whose face can't be seen casually by outsiders, so I have to avoid it now, I'm really embarrassed."

He deliberately hugged the coffee the boy bought for him, waved away, and left Kevin alone in a mess, looking confused as to whether it was true or not.

Jiang Jianming didn't pay any more attention to the children behind him, the wrist phone kept urging him, he turned to an empty corner, and picked up the call.

"Your Majesty?"

The projection flickered, and a dim mass was reflected on the opposite side.

"?"

Jiang Jianming frowned and looked for a few seconds before realizing that it was the unlit bedroom in the starship, the familiar bed, and a tangle of quilts.

Looking more carefully, he saw the hair winding between the quilts, and a section of arm slumped on the bed, holding the wrist machine weakly.

"..."

Jiang Jianming fell into a deep silence.

After a few seconds, he said, "Your Highness, please come out."

The ball of quilt first swelled up, and then fell down with a clatter.It was Garcia who sat up slowly, expressionless and sleepy.

That curly hair was messed up by him, and it just hung on the neck and shoulders, like a platinum stream flowing in the snow.

Jiang Jianming: "...Your Highness, maybe you can explain what's wrong with you?"

When he said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Ordinary people are decadent, that is called decadence.

However, Garcia's profound and beautiful facial features were once praised by the empire as the appearance of the son of the gods... The decadent appearance on him becomes decadent beauty, but instead shows a cold atmosphere of an inanimate body.

In more common terms, this is called too beautiful to be alive.

Garcia didn't speak, but just stared at him, as if just staring at him like this could absorb the nectar that relieved his thirst.

Until Jiang Jianming's level of concentration will be stared at by him, "Your Highness?"

The prince pursed his lips and said hoarsely: "...you have been away from me for too long, this is not good for you."

"?"

Jiang Jianming: "Are you trying to say that you have a fever? Please take medicine before your brain burns out completely."

Garcia closed his eyes, his brows were deeply furrowed, he seemed to sigh, and seemed to give in to something invisibly.

He said in an almost unrecognizable voice: "...I miss you a little, Jiang."

In the dark, His Highness's voice was a bit sticky, which resulted in a deep and cold voice, but it sounded like a coquettish voice: "Tell me where you are."

"I'll go find you, okay?"