lyra sleepless

A hand timidly put on the crown prince's arm, he turned his head away, and Yegor leaned closer to You Jing with a nervous expression.

Xiao Jing mentioned him, and Yegor knew that word was for him, but Xiao Jing had never called him that before, and his tone was gloomy.

Yegor couldn't understand what happened around him, but Xiao Jing was upset.

He grabbed the Crown Prince's arm and tried to defend himself: "I did nothing wrong."

You Jing froze for a moment, then said softly, "It's not your fault."

"Don't be unhappy." Yegor said more eagerly.

You Jing raised the hand that was still held by Yegor, and touched his pale cheek: "I'm not unhappy."

Lisko's gaze was fixed on Yegor, seeing that his face, which was always in a state of anxiety because of his blindness, finally regained his spirit due to the comfort of the crown prince, and suddenly smiled: "I'm so smart that I didn't realize it until today. , he is not a helpless immigrant, he is your old friend, he is from Orpheus! No wonder you were indifferent to marriage at that time, but your temperament changed drastically after the wedding. I thought it was love at first sight. Your Highness, You have been hiding it from me, who is he?"

You Jing cut off the probing eyes he cast on Yegor, and answered him frankly: "He is the future queen of the empire."

You Jing hugged Yegor with one hand, he didn't want to entangle Lisko with those chattering issues anymore, one of his most powerful subordinates was missing, the other was on the verge of collapse, and the enemy he was facing was so absurd—a fleet , a battle, just to take back one person, Helian Ding not only went crazy, but also wanted the whole republic to go crazy with him.

A figure blocked his way, Croto's immature face was as pale as a dehydrated dried flower, and he asked with pleading eyes: "Your Highness, is Yan Jing still alive?"

It seems that as long as You Jing nods his head, Yan Jing will be resurrected from the dead.

You Jing choked, but said ruthlessly: "If he is still alive, we will know."

He is telling the truth.If Yan Jing had also been captured, then the news had at least spread widely within the territory of the Republic.They need a victory too much to stabilize the people's hearts, and the commander of the river bank army who surrendered first was captured alive?How encouraging this news will be!Yan Jing will also become the target of public criticism, being abused, cursed, and ridiculed as a target, and his trial will attract worldwide attention. Everyone can vent their anger and fear of the republic's retreat through his tragic end.

However, the Republic's military report stated that "the imperial guards were severely damaged, and a cruise ship of the riverside army was destroyed. The enemy's commander-in-chief Yan Jing was also suspected of being killed."Such a bland conclusion seems to have drawn a full stop.

Crotor pursed his lips tightly, his eyes widened, as if this would allow the uncontrollable tears to be evenly distributed on the surface of the eyeballs and not fall down.

He tried his best to piece together the fragmented words: "I...I hate the people of the Republic, but Yan Jingye...I don't hate Yan Jingye, I will give him...revenge."

You Jing didn't answer.

Comfort him, tolerate his out-of-control emotions, and wait for him to cheer up to make up for the mistakes he made. War does not teach people to grow up like this. Even a child has to learn to lick his wounds by himself.

"Your Highness, there is a pulse signal in the RB10001 frequency band, please respond!" The contact center's report sounded in his communicator, and You Jing tensed up all of a sudden.

RB10001 is the frequency band allocated to the main ship of the River Bank Army within the army. After the main ship is destroyed, this frequency band automatically enters a temporary suspension state.

He slowly switched the receiving signal to the high-level public network, and the contact center's report was repeated several times. He watched Lisko's eyes light up slowly, and Crotor's face was full of unbelievable ecstasy.

You Jing's expression was still so indifferent, he replied: "Allow access."

A cramped room, empty, with no furnishings, no windows, the metal walls and ceiling, seemed to be squeezed down at any time, turning this space into nothingness.

In the center of the house lay a figure, swallowed by a large swath of dazzling white, unable to see the shape of the body, and whether it was still breathing up and down.

A pair of shiny black military boots stopped next to the figure, as if hesitating for a while, one foot was finally lifted up, and then fell steadily.

Did you step on that person?Maybe not, otherwise how could there be no sound?

The boot was crushed again as if dissatisfied, like a bedbug under his feet, he grinded it patiently and calmly, and finally there was a sound this time.

There was a faint sound of gasping, mixed with a hard and broken sound.

His wrist bones were crushed.

A hand stretched out from the top of the boot, and casually pressed the center of his brow, revealing a face still in a coma, with slightly drooping brows and eyes, but not distorted by pain.

Lu Mingyang squatted down, leaned against that face, and asked politely: "Can we negotiate terms now, crown prince?"