Listening to Prince Ling Lainei's narration, the softest part of Xiao Zheng's heart was touched.
It was midnight, and the bright moonlight diffused in through the window. Gently patted Prince Ling Lainei's sickly white face. The pervasive smell of disinfectant was quite pungent, but it was gradually diluted by the fragrant sandalwood. Xiao Zheng recalled the words of Prince Ling Lainei just now, and there was a resonance of deja vu.
"Everything is getting better now." Xiao Zheng said with a sigh. "You succeeded. No one will compete with you again."
Prince Ling Lainei smiled slightly: "Thanks to Mr. Xiao for his strong support."
"Thank me?" Xiao Zheng said with a bitter smile. "I didn't contribute much."
Prince Ling Lainei seemed unwilling to dwell too much on this topic. After saying a few words, a strong sense of exhaustion appeared on his face.
"Get some rest early." Xiao Zheng stood up and said. "I'll see you again tomorrow."
Prince Ling Lainei glanced at Xiao Zheng meaningfully, nodded and said, "Good night."
Exit the room. As soon as Xiao Zheng turned his head, he met Yingxiang waiting behind the door.
There was a heavy look of worry on her delicate face. Seeing Xiao Zheng coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How are you, Your Highness?"
"It's okay. Just rest for a while." Xiao Zheng nodded and smiled. "You don't need to be too nervous. His Royal Highness is in very good physical condition and is not as weak as you think."
Yingxiang nodded slightly, her anxious heart relaxing. But immediately, she asked Xiao Zheng with concern: "Where are you, sir? I just saw that there seemed to be blood stains on your body..."
"It's not my blood." Xiao Zheng smiled.
Talk about it. In this battle tonight, he really had a blast. It didn't play a decisive role. The main damage caused by Prince Tianxiong, including Master Yi, was caused by Prince Ling Lainei. Although he saved the life of Prince Ling Lainei at the last moment. But in this tough battle alone, he really didn't do much.
Shaking her head, this woman is stubborn and has a deep city. Although I have a fateful relationship with myself. But I don’t know if it will make sense in future negotiations with China.
But then I thought about it. Whether it's Prince Ling Lainei or Prince Tianxiong, who is Yi's generation? At least Prince Ling Lainei has a personal relationship with Xiao Zheng and has reached an agreement with Minister Gong. I believe that in the future, the diplomatic ties between the two countries will develop in the direction that the Chinese people hope for.
After chatting with Yingxiang for a few words, Xiao Zheng went back to his room.
He opened the window and listened to the subtle but dense footsteps. And the whispers contain emotions of sadness, anger or excitement. When Prince Tianxiong dies, some families will probably be happy and some will be sad, right
A night of silence.
When Xiao Zheng opened his eyes with Chaoyang, the window was completely white.
It snowed heavily in Tokyo in April. The dry and cold air drifted in from the window, driving away the sleepiness and fatigue of just getting up. Refreshing.
After washing up, Xiao Zheng got dressed and went out. Yingxiang was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen, while Prince Ling Lainei's room was quiet and no movement could be heard.
"Sir, are you up?" Yingxiang, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen carrying fried noodles. Say hello to Xiao Zheng.
"Yeah. It's snowing outside. It's so beautiful." Xiao Zheng smiled, and the old man sat on the dining table, picked up a glass of hot milk and drank it.
Yingxiang also had a look of joy on her face: "It hasn't snowed so heavily in Tokyo for several years. Every time it snowed heavily before, I would push Your Highness to the east attic to enjoy the snow."
"Aren't you going to push me to see the snow this year?"
The gentle voice of Prince Ling Lainei came from upstairs. Looking up, Xiao Zheng was actually in a daze.
Prince Ling Lainei is in a wheelchair again...
Although he did not sit because of a leg problem, it still reminded Xiao Zheng of his memory of the 'Wheelchair Prince'.
Standing next to Prince Ling Lai were two young girls dressed conveniently. The posture is respectful, but the eyes are sharp. At first glance, she is not an ordinary maid, but has extraordinary skills.
One of them supported Prince Ling Lainei, and the other carried a wheelchair downstairs.
After Prince Ling Lainei sat in the wheelchair again, she smiled and said, "How did you sleep last night, Mr. Xiao?"
"Very good." Xiao Zheng said with a smile. “Sleep quality was great.”
Prince Ling Lainei said: "That's good. You've worked hard these days, Mr. Xiao. I'm really afraid that you won't be able to get a good night's sleep."
While chatting, the two of them went to the table to have breakfast.
After breakfast, Xiao Zheng originally thought that Prince Ling Lainei was going back to his room to rest. Unexpectedly, she wanted to go out to see the snow.
"It's too windy outside and it's not good for your health." Xiao Zheng advised.
"Just wear more clothes." Prince Ling Lainei smiled slightly and ordered the guards around her to put on a thick cloak for her. His Royal Highness is born with a classical charm, and wearing a cloak makes him even more classically beautiful. Xiao Zheng was very pleased to see him.
The heavy snow had stopped, and Xiao Zheng personally pushed the wheelchair to accompany Prince Ling Lainei to the attic. The two female guards with extraordinary skills were hanging not far away. in case for need.
The attic on the east side is somewhat similar to a Chinese beacon tower, and is the highest building in the entire palace. Surrounded by ancient city walls, stretching for tens of meters, they are now dyed white by the heavy snow, antique and very beautiful.
Walking on the open corridor, the snow crunched under my feet. Xiao Zheng walked as far as possible from the north wind to prevent Prince Ling Lainei from facing the cold wind.
"Mr. Xiao is so considerate." Prince Ling Lainei said meaningfully.
Xiao Zheng smiled and stopped at a place where he could have a panoramic view of the palace even from a wheelchair. He exhaled a thick breath and said, "There are few places where people can remember the past like here."
Touching the scene and thinking about the emotion. Somehow, ancient pictures appeared in Xiao Zheng's mind. This information comes from TV movies, as well as from his own fantasy of ancient life.
Prince Ling Lainei stretched out his hand to touch a snowflake and said with a smile, "What did Mr. Xiao think of?"
"Just thinking." Xiao Zheng shook his head and smiled. "Although the royal family is not as dominant as before World War II, it still has a certain political status to a certain extent. Now His Royal Highness has cleared all obstacles. I hope you will remember the agreement with China."
Prince Ling Lainei smiled and said: "My negotiations with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are not only for my own interests. They are also for the Tokyo government and even the entire country of Japan. So, Mr. Xiao, please don't worry that I will go back on my word."
Xiao Zheng nodded lightly and said with emotion: "There is a Chinese proverb that auspicious snow heralds a good year. This heavy snow is of great significance to His Highness the Prince."
Prince Ling Lainei smiled and said: "Although I am not superstitious. But I still thank Mr. Xiao for his blessing."
The white and beautiful cheeks were reflected by the snowflakes as if they were transparent. Those beautiful black and white eyes are also fresh and moving. She just sat in the wheelchair. But within this palace, there is no rival.
This time he came out to enjoy the snow. I'm afraid it was Prince Ling Laine who did it deliberately to show those monsters and monsters, right