The next day, it was sunny and snowy, it was a sun snow.

The White Emerald Palace, located in the third district of Aslan Star City, is the residence of the imperial family and the office of His Majesty the Emperor, which also endows it with the highest symbolic meaning of the regime.

The golden roses cultivated by Eden Star City are blooming here all year round, even in winter, they can bloom undefeated, and the fragrance will spread far and far.

The supreme military commander of the empire—Chen Hanke picked up the cane leaning against the seat, got out of the car, and waved for the guards and secretary to leave first.

The old man in military uniform had frosty temples, but his spine was as straight as a javelin. He walked alone along the main road at the entrance of Bai Emerald Palace, and first met two young Jin Rilun guys standing there on patrol.

For some reason, the faces of the two boys turned blue and their eyes were dull.

"Old, old Marshal!" Seeing Chen Hanke approaching, they hurriedly stood up and gave a military salute.

Then he lost his mind, stammered, and danced and said: "Just now, just now...just now..."

Old Marshal Chen didn't laugh at them, but instead raised one gray eyebrow: "Damn it in broad daylight, you must be frightened."

"Imperial Confidential," the old man raised his hands high and put them on the shoulders of the two boys, and said with a smile, "Don't chew your tongue when you go out, boys."

The two Jinrilun soldiers looked at each other blankly.

The old marshal didn't say any more, and continued to walk in. He crossed the snowy path, and his cane made a random clicking sound on the road.

The white palace buildings in the distance and the fragrance of roses are getting closer.When the familiar figure finally appeared in sight, the old man stopped in his tracks.

"Your Highness, I see you scared the poor children at the door."

The snow was still falling, and Prince Garcia was wearing a crimson dress with a cloak, sitting alone under the carved pillar made of white bricks, his eyebrows drooping, and he was playing with a newly picked rose in his hand.

Surrounded by countless snow-covered golden roses, the fragrance is refreshing, like a scene in a fairy tale.

Garcia didn't look up, he blew on the snow particles on the petals, and said coldly to Marshal Chen: "Do I look like him?"

Old Marshal Chen came over: "Exactly the same, Your Highness."

Garcia laughed, but he didn't move at all. His right shoulder threw out the crystal bone and smashed it towards the flowers.

There was a muffled sound after the flash, and countless flowers, leaves and soil were thrown into the sky, leaving an arm-wide gully in the royal golden rose bush.

"What now?"

——Before the emperor's birthday, the golden rose bushes in the White Emerald Palace were ruined in such an instant. If it were someone else, they would have screamed and turned pale.

However, the face of the old marshal did not waver. The old man just twisted his neck in a sigh and casually leaned his cane aside.

"Young people, don't be so angry, come here, listen to the old man tell the story of the year."

"Many years ago, when His Royal Highness Crown Prince Lai An was still very young, I was 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 year round. Alas, this child's natural strength is too strong, and his soul is too lonely, so no one can comfort his heart."

"Your Highness, I told you once, and since you forgot, I will say it again."

There was a hint of reminiscence in the eyes of the old marshal, "The blood is the hottest when people are fighting, and the reason why people fight must be to get something or take something back."

"In the eyes of the people of the empire, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Lai An will always be flawless and elegant, because he has no desires in his heart, and no enemies in front of him."

"He is willing to lead the empire in the future, just because this is the most interesting thing he can find in this world, and it can be used to kill his life."

"..."

Garcia was silent, and the fine snow kept falling on his hair.

A few seconds later, he said mockingly, "Is that why you guys are trying to control me, huh? In order to make me live more like a normal human being, sacrifice yourself to be my enemy?"

The old marshal: "Of course not, listen to me."

"When His Highness Lai An was fifteen years old, he met a person and fell in love with him very quickly."

"Since then, His Highness is no longer so obedient. One evening I searched for him for an hour, and finally found him sitting in the garden of the White Emerald Palace, folding roses for his lover by moonlight."

"..." Garcia raised his head for the first time, looking at the old man in front of him with an indescribable expression.

He thought to himself: What kind of vulgar love story is this."I asked him for the homework analysis of the battle that he left in the morning. He handed me the chip box... I could tell right away that it wasn't his handwriting. His Highness smiled and said that his lover did it for him,And let me praise him for successfully discovering a once-in-a-lifetime talent for the military.”

"I was so angry that I blew my beard and stared at me on the spot, so that night, we released the crystal bone and had a fight. There is a mess everywhere, and it is ten times harder than you are now."

"After the beating, the old man was out of breath, as if he had died half his life. His Highness picked up a dozen of his roses and left as if nothing had happened. Well, those flowers were placed here at that time."

The old marshal stretched out his hand, pointed his finger at the pillar behind Garcia, and nodded.

"It seems that no matter what time you are, you really like this position, Your Highness Lai An."

Garcia shook his head and sneered: "It's too deliberate, do you want to piss me off like that, old man."

The old Marshal touched the top of his head and said, "Since you're back, go see Your Majesty."

Garcia: "I have nothing to say with the emperor. If she wants to see me, she has her own feet and will come."

The old marshal showed a helpless expression.

Just half an hour ago, he communicated with His Majesty, asking if His Majesty wanted to summon the returning prince.

At that time, the most honorable woman in the empire leaned on the soft chair boredly, letting her black hair wind down like a dark cloud.

The emperor waved his hand and said lazily, "Hasn't he met the leader? What the leader means is what I mean, and I have nothing to say to him about the rest."

What else can say?As expected of a mother and son... although they are not related by blood.

The old marshal smiled wryly, and then cleared his throat: "Then at least, you should meet your former lover—this is the purpose of calling you today."

Garcia raised his eyebrows: "Lai An's lover?"

Chen Hanke didn't care about Garcia's emphasis on the three words "Lyan's", but continued his topic:

"Well, he is a disabled human being, not a nobleman, helpless, very young, only one year older than His Royal Highness Lai An, who is you. Back then, His Highness Lai An was regarded as a sacrifice on the surface, and when you woke upHe is unwilling 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 disabled human? Lai An actually fell in love with a disabled human?"

"That's right, so that child has always been nameless. After the death of His Royal Highness Lai An, he can only return to the status of a commoner, even if the two have been engaged in private - this matter, it is true that the empire is sorry for him. But he never complainedOne word."

Oh...he got it.Garcia's eyes were dim, and the old marshal spoke a few words, and the image of a lovely and pitiful widow was already outlined in the mind of His Highness the Prince.

——The pale and petite disabled human being wore black mourning clothes, and his eyes were red from crying at the funeral. However, facing the ruthless oppression of the empire, he could only lower his eyebrows meekly and forbearingly, swallowing his love for his lover and tears into his mouthbelly.

There may be deviations in details, but it should be pretty close.

Ridiculous, too ridiculous, does the empire actually believe in the "power of love"?

Could it be that he was hoping that he would fall in love the moment he saw that little widow, and thus obey the empire's mercy?

Garcia stood up, of course he had no interest in Lai An's lover, and he didn't want to get involved in such absurd love affairs.

Taking a step back, even if that disabled human being is really talented and charming—but he has already come into contact with Jiang Jianming, and there will be no disabled human being in the world that he can look up to.

Garcia opened his mouth to refuse.

He had no doubt that if he appeared in front of this widow, the other party would definitely rush forward crying and become a trouble that could not be shaken off.

Or, considering the fragile physique of the disabled, that poor little man might just faint.

However, before the words of refusal came out of his mouth, Garcia pursed his lips and closed his 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's reply could be faster this time.

"Have you gone out yet?"

When Jiang Jianming received this text message, he was walking on the path of Bai Emerald Palace with Audrey Lance.

He couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw the words.Ever since he discovered Seth Henry's dog eating inside and out, the authority of the brain has been stopped by him.

So now, if Garcia wants to confirm his location, he can only honestly send a message to ask.

"It's already in the White Jade Palace."

Jiang Jianming clicked send on the reply from the wrist phone, and looked back at Audrey who was holding an umbrella for him to shield him from the snow.

"You are really idle, I borrowed a set of clothes from you, why did you come here with a living person?"

Today he borrowed a black dress from Audrey's house to wear. A place like the White Emerald Palace should not be sloppy. Jiang Jianming thought, Old Marshal Chen might want to take him to meet someone.

No matter how much you don't care about what you wear normally, on this occasion, you still have to pretend to be a widow.

Audrey closed her umbrella and smiled: "I just dropped you off, otherwise, wouldn't you have to rent an aircraft to fly back and forth? Besides, in my capacity, it's easy to enter the gate of the Emerald Palace."

But it would be inconvenient to accompany her later, so Audrey randomly found a chair in the garden full of golden roses and sat down, "You go, I'll wait here for you to go back together."

Jiang Jianming didn't say anything, he knew that Audrey was worried about himself.

A "former imperial concubine" who is already in the past tense, an officer who sneaked into Yinbeidou with a false background as an amorphous race, suddenly being called to a place like the White Jade Palace, will inevitably make people 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 disused for a long time. Audrey said that this place is about to be demolished. There have been no public events for several years. It is really... not a serious place.

But Jiang Jianming didn't have any worries. He thought that the old marshal's intention was to deceive others at most.

He waved at Audrey, parted the snow, and walked to 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 without thinking, "Why did I meet him?"

Then he said, "It's been a long time since we've been gone, where are you going to let us meet?"

The old marshal said: "What's the rush? He's right ahead. He's already waiting there... Strange, you really haven't met?"

The prince was playing with the golden rose in his hand, and there was a faint feeling that something was wrong in his heart.

But at this moment, the wrist phone flickered, interrupting his thoughts just right.

Garcia turned on his wrist phone, and after checking the concise message, his mood immediately brightened.

This time Jiang Jianming replied quickly, which will help him implement that idea.

Yes, next he will call Jiang Jianming over—then in front of that poor little widow of Prince Lai An, he will hold Jiang Jianming in his arms without any hesitation, and hand him the golden rose.

This will be a once and for all nefarious 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 that lovely widow, or Jiang Jianming himself—

Everyone will realize that he has nothing to do with the former crown prince who was praised by the world, that elegant and noble infatuated prince... indeed.

A trace of bad pleasure rose in Garcia's heart, and the price of trying to control him would be tragic.

He wanted to see the unbelievable eyes and despairing tears of the widow.

He wasn't worried that it would end badly either. Jiang was there, and there was always a way to calm such a crying brat gently. This person seemed to be naturally suitable for this kind of thing.

Garcia glanced at the building in front of him, it was a secluded small white building, with dry vines and grass leaning against the corner of the building, and there were crows parked on the snow-covered treetops outside the window.

The only worry is whether Jiang Jianming will be angry with him for this.

But it shouldn't be a big problem, the big deal is that I will apologize when I go back, and I will just scold a few times when I am scolded.

The old marshal led him through the door of the building, and the sound of their footsteps fell on the white brick floor, making it even more spacious.

Garcia looked at the door close at hand, quietly sent Jiang Jianming the coordinates of this place, and attached a message:

"Very well, now you come to this position."

After sending, Garcia put away the wrist phone.Chen Hanke 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 do not approve of this meeting, because I am very worried that with your current state of mind, it will hurt the person inside."

"But unfortunately, it is His Majesty's will for you to see him, so please open the door and go in."

Garcia took a deep look at the old marshal with complicated emotions, and walked forward. When he put his palm on the heavy doorknob, the cold touch permeated his skin.

For some reason, at this moment, an ominous sense of heaviness rose in his heart.

Squeak——…

The door opened 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 in black clothes and black hair sat quietly on a chair by the window, with a thin body and a spine like a bamboo.

The moment the door opened, the man turned his head when he heard the sound, half of his face was illuminated by the fine snow and skylight outside the window.

The hands wearing black gauze gloves placed the wrist phone on the windowsill, and the flickering light on it automatically went out.

Fluttering, a crow flew from the snow-covered branch.

Garcia stood at the door in a daze.

At this moment, all the sounds disappeared, as if the sky and the earth collapsed, and the gears of time and space were also stuck.

The two looked at each other, their eyes pierced through the thick smoke and fire that they saw for the first time in the past, as if they had traveled back a century before finally falling back to the peaceful winter sunset and snow in front of them.

Jin Meigui was suddenly pinched by her fingers.

The petals withered silently one by one and scattered on the ground.

Jiang Jianming stood up. He was wearing a slender black dress and a white scarf. His eyes were quietly staring at the person coming at the door.

He said to Garcia softly with some guilt: "Sorry, Your Highness, I am already here."

Garcia stood there with an expression on his face that cannot be described in words.

As early as the moment he saw Jiang Jianming, he understood everything, but these words still easily tore his heart open, like scissors cutting a thin piece of paper.

He felt in a daze that he was losing blood, and the blood turned into raging magma gushed out from the torn heart, and quickly drained away, leaving only the bone-chilling body.

Distant bells sounded in the distance, it was the ringing bell of the glorious cathedral.

Garcia walked towards Jiang Jianming, and he could feel that every step he took, his reason was defeated.

If a person realizes for the first time what a wonderful treasure he once had at the moment of loss... what could be more sad than this?

The answer is unmistakable: when the treasure is a figment of the imagination, when the person realizes that he never actually owned any.

When the bell stopped, Garcia also stopped in front of Jiang Jianming.

At this moment in the dark, he suddenly saw clearly his beast-like possessiveness towards Jiang Jianming.

Trying in vain to have the nostalgia and longing of this person's life.

Hot, unbearable love.

And to turn all the above delusions into ashes,

A cold reality.