nebula story

"You ask."

"How could Your Highness suspect that I planned the explosion on Planet Fisher? Ordinarily, this idea is too bold and reckless, and even a little crazy. Few people would suspect that the Imperials themselves directed it, right?"

"Why, Marshal, do you know that this plan is a bit crazy?" His Highness Fern said softly, but his eyes were cold.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Marshal Oten said with a smile.

"The real-time broadcast seems to be just a coincidence, but there are also some strange things." His Royal Highness Fern said lightly, "Although the picture is not top-level high-definition, it is already detailed. I remember that the previous TV programs did not have such a high definition. .”

He went on to say: "It was only a few seconds when the shell fell, but the camera didn't take pictures of people and scenes at that time, it was just aimed at the sky, and the photographer's hand was more stable than ever."

"The TV station upgraded its playback equipment a few weeks ago, and professional photographers are naturally sensitive to capture unexpected events." Marshal Ao Teng raised his eyebrows, "These small doubts are really nothing."

"Yes, but you shouldn't be so cautious that you can't wait to kill people on the way back from the tour group." His Highness Fern said seriously, "If the previous little doubts are really nothing, you can find out the tour guide and It's hard not to be suspicious when photographers are killed by stray bullets at the same time."

Marshal Ao Teng sighed for a long time: "I also know that doing so will make people suspicious. But the matter is of great importance. After all, they know that this is a pre-directed tragedy, and keeping it is the biggest trouble."

"So you not only killed them, but when you learned that I started an investigation, you immediately began to assassinate the military insiders of this incident."

"Originally there were very few insiders, and I only killed four officers." Marshal Ao Teng wrote lightly, showing a trace of regret, "It's a pity that Major General Zoe was still caught by His Highness's people, and the success fell short. I thought he was right. I am very loyal, it seems that you still pried his mouth."

"Major General Zoe is sorry for you." His Royal Highness Fern said briefly, "He tried to commit suicide when he was just arrested, and he didn't give you a confession after several days of torture."

"I have a little understanding of the methods of the Imperial Intelligence Agency. They can withstand a few days of torture. They are worthy of my fancy." Marshal Ao Teng sighed, "Then how did His Highness make him open his mouth?"

Slightly stiffening his back, His Royal Highness Fern was silent for a while and then said lightly: "As long as you are a human being, you have weaknesses and gaps."

Staring at the handsome young prince with hawk-like eyes, Marshal Ao Teng suddenly laughed loudly: "The future king of the empire is obviously more powerful than I imagined, and also more cold-blooded."

His Highness Fern's eyes narrowed, Marshal Ao Teng's words seemed to have stabbed the pain in his heart since today. "When it comes to cold blood, who is better than you, Marshal?!"

"No no, Your Highness, please calm down. This is sincere gratification and praise." Marshal Ao Teng smiled and looked at the young prince, "You are the one who wants to be a monarch, and unnecessary kindness and kindness will only cause you weakness. This , you have done a lot better than your father."

Looking at him quietly, His Royal Highness Fern's eyes narrowed slightly: "Father has some advantages, maybe I can't match them in my life."

"Yes. That's why I will devote my whole life to him." Marshal Ao Teng actually nodded approvingly, "When I was young, I often argued with His Majesty the Emperor and opposed his middle-of-the-road ideas. But after decades, I It turns out that he seems to be the real visionary.—Look, how peaceful and peaceful the empire has been for decades under his death."

"If this is the case, why does the Marshal do this?" His Highness Fern finally showed the first gleam of anger when he stepped into this place, "You know very well that this is the injustice of trapping the empire and the emperor!"

"How can there be any inhumanity?" Marshal Otten was extremely surprised, "This matter will only be buried in history forever. We have sufficient just reasons for fighting, and no one will come out to testify that this war is actually the empire itself. A nasty trick played by the director."

Smiling and shaking his head, he said softly, "Why, would you stand up and expose, Your Highness? No, you will never. You are as wise as you, and you know in your heart that the empire can no longer withstand the pressure of the federation."

With a meaningful sigh, he said: "...I just have to."

"Don't tell me what you have to do. You know that this is a man-made disaster, so there is nothing you can do!" His Highness Fern stood up abruptly, with anger on his handsome face, "The motive for the war is the same thing. Your cruelty and Pride is another matter!"

Unfastening the heat gun on his waist with one hand, he precisely and swiftly pulled the safety off, and coldly threw it in front of Marshal Auteng, making a dull sound.

"Marshal, you have the lives and blood of more than 3 imperial citizens on your hands, and I will never tolerate your getting away with it." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes were as sharp and majestic as a young lion, and he looked coldly and proudly at the most powerful imperial army. The man said: "Kill yourself, marshal. I will preserve your reputation after death, and I will also guarantee that the emperor will never know about it."

General Marshal Ao Teng finally put away the contempt and smile in his eyes.He looked at Fern seriously, and slowly said: "I have long held the heart of death. I never thought of getting rid of the crime."

"I've always known that you don't have any selfish intentions." Without giving in, His Highness Fern straightened up, and his face, which resembled His Majesty the Emperor of Kent's, was less compassionate and more stern, "But you must die."

Slowly picking up the hot-wire gun, Marshal Otten aimed skillfully and quickly like him, falsely pressed the trigger, and aimed at Fern's eyebrows with lightning speed.

"Your Highness insists on killing me. Is there any other reason? For example, angry at my reckless behavior, surprised at my excessive power in the army?" A guy in his 50s.

Looking at him coldly, the young prince didn't seem to notice the slightly hot spot between his brows at all.

Proudly raising his head, his beautiful lips spit out affirmative words: "Yes, the war is imminent, and there can only be one person who makes the final decision. From now on, what the imperial army needs are soldiers who absolutely obey orders, not a marshal like you A person who can cover the sky with one hand."

Staring at the old marshal, he said: "Father has given you too much power and trust these years, which is why you are inflated and cruel today. I will never tolerate such people staying in the army, whether it is on the front line or rear."

"So now you are not afraid that I will kill you and cause a mutiny in the army?" Old Marshal Ao Teng smiled slightly, "You also said just now that my power in the army has greatly expanded."

His Highness Fern said word by word, "Kill me? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was suddenly killed by the Marshal of the Imperial Army before the battle, and the whole country will be in an uproar immediately, and the war deployment you have painstakingly planned will be disrupted immediately."

"But I can survive." Marshal Ao Teng said lightly.

"What you want is the greatest benefit of the empire, not your personal gain or loss. I have never doubted that." His Highness Fern looked at him, and there seemed to be a little pity and respect in his blue eyes.

He has known for a long time about his investigation that the entire Marshal's Mansion does not have any troops stationed there, so he opened the wine that he had never tasted in his life for decades to drink by himself. ... The man in front of him is probably really ready to die.

Sure enough, Marshal Auteng smiled lightly, put away the heat gun in his hand, and returned it to Fern.

"His Royal Highness really wants me to die now? I hoped to go to the front line of Star Fisher and lead the imperial army to fight until the end of the war." He calmly begged, "Please think about it, Your Highness, and allow me to die later."

After staring at him for a long time, His Highness Fern finally shook his head slowly: "No..."

With a bitter smile, the old marshal Ao Teng said lightly: "That's right, I'm also afraid that if I have a disagreement with you on the front line, I will repeat my old illness and ignore your command."

Turning around, he took out a box from the small dark compartment under the coffee table, opened the button lightly, and a tiny needle filled with light blue liquid lay flat on the bottom of the velvet.

"Your Highness, it is not a good idea to kill yourself with a gun. If you are at the scene, there will always be rumors in the end, which will cause people to have bad associations." He calmly said, "I prepared this, please allow me to inject myself tonight, die Symptoms afterward were very similar to those of a heart attack."

His Highness Fern looked at the prepared injection in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

"Okay, I agree." He whispered, ready to move.

"Your Highness, I will go with you." Marshal Ao Teng said behind him, his eyes were calm. "I want to go into the palace and see His Majesty the Emperor for the last time."

Staring at him, His Royal Highness Fern pondered: "You don't intend to plead with the emperor, do you?"

Marshal Ao Teng smiled calmly, and his usual stern and stern expression became gentle and uncontroversial.

"Your Highness, even if you are as stingy and cruel as I am, you still want to see your old friends before you die." He smiled, "Your Majesty the Emperor is the one I am willing to serve all my life, and he is also my only friend in Ao Teng."

……

The night was already very dark. Stepping down from his bulletproof car, His Royal Highness Fern raised his head and habitually looked at the window on the second floor.Sure enough, some lights were still on.

Not the study, but his original master bedroom.Looking down at his watch, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and Chesu hadn't slept yet.

Walking quickly into the hall, he took off his thick cloak and handed it to the gentle maid who came to serve him.Walking up to the second floor, he passed by his original master bedroom and looked through the open door.

Under the dimmed bedside lamp, a young man was lying on the leather back of the bed, quietly and motionless, but neatly dressed.

Frowning, His Royal Highness Fern gently opened the door and walked in.

When he got closer, he could finally see Chesu's face beside the bed. There was a faint tiredness between the picturesque eyebrows, and a few strands of black hair hung around his smooth cheeks, and he was sleeping soundly.

These days, he went out early and came back late, and rushed to the base to personally lead a machine repair squadron of dozens of people to preside over the training. Chesu, who has always been shy and slightly introverted, must have been very tired.His Highness Fern stared at Chesu silently for a while, then carefully pulled the quilt over, gently supported Chesu's body, trying to put him flat.

No matter how light the hands and feet were, it still woke up the person who was not a deep sleeper.Frowning slightly, Chesu opened his eyes in a trance, his dark pupils were a little hazy.

"Your Highness..." He rubbed his eyes, as if he was not sober, "Is it dawn?"

"Not yet." His Royal Highness Fern said briefly, "I just came back."

"Ah..." Chesu finally saw the wall clock on the wall, it was already early morning!

"Now that you're awake, take off your clothes and go to sleep." His Highness Fern looked at his neat military uniform and said with disapproval, "Wouldn't you be more tired the next day after falling asleep like this?"

"Well, I didn't go back to my room until twelve o'clock. I thought you'd be back soon, so I didn't take off your clothes." Chesu said vaguely, holding his eyelids that were about to close.

"Are you...waiting for me?" His Highness Fern asked softly, a strange warm emotion rose in his heart, and the extreme exhaustion from the day seemed to be inexplicably relieved.

"Huh? I want to say hello to you before going back to sleep." Chesu was completely unaware of His Highness Fern's suddenly focused eyes, nodded inadvertently, and yawned several times in succession. "Unexpectedly, I fell asleep on my side."

Bit by bit, he raised his hand in a daze to unbutton his military uniform.Soon, the dark green military uniform was taken off, leaving only the well-fitting vest.The slender upper arms are exposed, and the smooth skin has the clean and light color unique to teenagers, which is in stark contrast to the hideous imprint on the chest.

Just as he was about to take off his pants, he stopped and stared blankly at His Royal Highness Fern in front of him.

"Hey? Your Highness, why are you still here?" He squinted his eyes and finally broke free from the boundless drowsiness, looking at His Highness Fern who was standing still in confusion.

The lights were dim, and there seemed to be a strange feeling lingering on His Highness the Crown Prince in the hazy yellow light.Taking a step forward, he signaled Chesu to move into the bed with gestures, and then leaned against the head of the bed, dressed neatly like that, and leaned side by side with Chesu on the soft cushion.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to be silently closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Turning his face sideways in doubt, Chesu read a trace of different emotions from the corners of his closed eyes and pursed lips.It seems to be extreme physical fatigue, but it also seems to be mental fatigue. His Highness Fern's face, which is always radiant, shows a strange decadence. I don't know how to persuade him, and I don't know if he just needs a few minutes of rest. , Chesu quietly watched His Royal Highness Fern for a while, wanting to wait for him to slowly fall asleep.

"Chesu?... Is there any smell on me?" Fern's low voice suddenly sounded, a little hoarse.

"Huh? What?" Chesu was taken aback, a little confused.Your Highness is saying that he hasn't bathed since he came back, is he afraid of the smell of sweat stains on his body?

Fern closed his eyes and said slowly, with no expression on his face: "For example, the smell of blood. Can you smell it?"

Staring at the profile of His Royal Highness Fern in surprise, Chesu held his breath.

Opening his eyes, His Royal Highness Fern's azure eyes were just a short distance away, without warmth and extremely sharp.Looking at the clean and pure young man beside him, he said slowly in a slow and deep voice: "Today, I branded an innocent woman." Looking at the round brand scar on Chesu's shoulder, he looked indifferent, "Just like on you."

... Breathing slightly quickened, Chesu's clear eyes locked onto Fern's face.

"Why did Your Highness do this? You said, she is innocent."

"Because I'm going to extract a confession from her husband," Fern said coldly, "I even went on to threaten him with that man's immature daughter—if he doesn't say what I need, the same branding iron will on his daughter."

Chesu stared at Fern's face under the light in astonishment. On that handsome and masculine face of the royal family, there was a certain kind of coldness and cruelty that he was familiar with.

"Your Highness won't really attack a child." He reluctantly shook his head.

"I will definitely." Fern said coldly, looking at Chesu, "Don't try to defend me, you have tried it yourself, how hard my heart is."

Chesu was in a daze, a little dazed and at a loss.Compared with the tenderness he has seen these days, His Highness Fern has a strange tendency tonight—it seems that he wants to cut out the most terrifying and darkest part of himself and force him to expose it to him!

"Then you know what I did?" Fern suddenly sneered shortly, "I went to the home of an old man and told him personally that he must kill himself tonight. If he doesn't kill himself, I think I will Soldiers will be asked to shoot him, and then a fake accident scene will be staged."

Chesu was stunned in shock, his mind was in chaos.

"Your Highness...why did you tell me this?" He said with difficulty, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

"Look, you were still saying that I'm a good person a few days ago." Fern's lips showed obvious sarcasm, "I just want to tell you that you, a crystal-clean fool like you, actually just like to deceive yourself and others .”

Concentrating on his refusal expression, Chesu froze for a while before lowering his head.In some ways, a brain that is so clever that it is almost a genius is always a bit insufficient at this time.

"Your Highness, those who were forced to confess by you, and those who were ordered to commit suicide...are all sinners, aren't they?" he asked in a low voice.

"When I pointed a gun at your brow, were you a heinous person?" Fern sneered, "Chesu, you don't know anything. What else do you know except those mechs?!"

Staring blankly at him, Chesu lowered his head sadly.Yes, it seems that he really doesn't understand anything except those mechs, data and programs.From childhood to adulthood, he will, only the young master who serves Hall Manor is left.

But...His Royal Highness Fern's indifferent and stinging words did not make him angry, but he felt a little sad, both for himself and for Fern.

"Your Highness, you are not feeling well, are you?" Chesu asked softly after a long silence.

Looking at him viciously, Fern suddenly stood up and gritted his teeth: "How can you tell that I'm not feeling well?!"

Chesu stared at him blankly, as if he could see the sternness from his expression: "If your heart is so cold that you take these things for granted, you won't need to talk to someone."

His Royal Highness Fern, who had a cold and fierce face, suddenly froze.Staring at Chesu, he seemed to want to refute, but also seemed to want to rush over to seal Chesu's mouth.But what to block? !

Finally unable to control himself, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Chesu, feeling an uncontrollable irritability and pressure in his heart, staring at the beautiful and bright red lips in front of him, he suddenly wanted to kiss hard, yes, just In this way, stop that little mouth that spits out too many disrespectful words!

...Looking at him blankly, Chesu had absolutely no foresight to avoid danger, and looked at Fern's teeth-gritting eyes in confusion. He stared innocently, trying to use his own tranquility to appease the irritable man in front of him.

After all, nothing was done. The burning flames in His Royal Highness Fern's eyes finally slowly extinguished, and the camouflage on his face finally faded away. After a long while, he silently leaned back against the head of the bed and closed his eyes.