"Even if you ask, if he deliberately wants to avoid you, it will be fruitless."
Leng Ling's expression turned cold, "I have to ask the president. If he really has such a plan, he will definitely tell me."
"Even if you knew he wanted to start a war, do you think he would listen to your advice? To him, you are just a royal heir who threatens his status and is regarded as a thorn in his side. Do you think he really
Will I tolerate you?"
Li En's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Leng Ling, making his eyes suddenly freeze.
"He has always disliked you. Even if he wants to hide that emotion, I can clearly feel the disgust and wariness from the way he looks at you and the words he says to you. From
From the beginning of the war to now, he has never allowed you to contact the senior military personnel, used various reasons and methods to send you to the front line of the war, and even sent spies to monitor you and me. These performances are enough to show that he is afraid and wary of you.
It’s so deep that even an outsider like me can see it clearly, why don’t you understand?”
Lean always speaks straightforwardly, and he is often able to analyze the development of events from the perspective of a bystander, making every sentence reasonable and unbiased.
In fact, Leng Ling is not unaware of what he said. But Leng Ling has always been hindered by the affection between uncle and nephew. Even if his sister had an accident in Leng Xiao's presidential palace, he still cares about his dead father.
For his own sake, I tolerated him again and again.
But now, what Li En said made Leng Ling very unhappy.
A hint of coldness flashed through the deep and beautiful black eyes, "Don't sow trouble between us. After all, he is also my uncle. No matter what aspect, he will not do anything to me."
The golden eyes darkened a bit, "You actually said that I was provocative? What good would it do me to provoke the relationship between you?"
Li En was not in a good mood at all, but when he saw Leng Ling talking about him like this, his heart fell completely to the bottom.
Perhaps it was the various previous events that affected his mood. Leng Ling, who had always been calm and calm, became a little irritable. He retorted coldly, "It is natural for the president to conduct military exercises and inspect the situation of the military. Why does it change when he comes to you?"
Has it become a sign that he will start a war?"
"Didn't that cold owl say that the national defense budget is not enough? Why is there more money invested in the military now? New weapons and equipment have also been added. Can't you see what his purpose is for doing this?"
"So what? Doesn't this situation mean that Lanson's financial crisis has turned around? Can the government spend extra money to invest in arms expansion and be fully prepared for the next war?"
Li En stared at Leng Ling, with a hint of coolness on his lips, "Since you insist on saying this, I won't continue arguing with you pointlessly. I'm leaving first."
Leng Ling raised his hand to block Li En's way, "Wait a minute, you haven't told me yet, where did you know these things? I won't let you go until you find out."
"Dong dong."
The servant came in with the freshly prepared dinner. Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was not right, he immediately didn't know what to do.
"Your Highness..."
Leng Ling glanced at the servant, her delicate eyebrows raised, "You go out first."
"Yes," the servant bowed slightly, carefully put down his dinner and walked out.
"Tell me, who told you these things?"
Lean's face was cold and his voice was a little colder, "I don't need to tell you."
Leng Ling reached out to grab the other person's arm, but the other person easily escaped. When his fingers slid down, he unconsciously touched the other person's hand, which was also slapped away by the other person.
The man strode forward, walked to the door and stopped, "Ling, I said that I will be by your side no matter what time. But this does not mean that no matter what you say, I must obey.
I have my own ideas and opinions, and we can't always agree. If you really want to impose your ideas on me, then we are bound to be unhappy. You are tired after a busy day, eat
Let’s go to bed early after dinner.”
The man always had his back to Leng Ling, but his tone became more harsh.
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.
Leng Ling was left alone in the empty office.
His deep black eyes looked at the closed door, and a touch of sadness quietly passed over his handsome face.
There was still the unique smell of tobacco in the room. His body temperature seemed to still be on the fingertips, but the man had already left.
This man has always been able to obey almost all his orders and rarely disobeys him.
However, today, he behaved particularly abnormally. And his abnormality started after he came out of the military factory.
At this moment, Leng Ling seemed to feel that an insurmountable gap had formed between the two.
Not only because of the two people's views on the matter, but also because he is from Lanson and he is from Valencia.
Perhaps, as they say, there will always be some grudges between countries and between people. Even people who are very close will have some rifts.
Forget it, there are still many things to do at hand, and I don't have time to think too much about his affairs. When I return to Sarat, I can find out everything.
Since that unpleasant night, Leng Ling and Li En rarely met each other. Even when they did meet, they pretended not to see each other. The more they did this, the more tense their relationship became.
Although no one knows what unpleasantness they have had, as long as you are around them, you will feel the pressure drop and the atmosphere is bad.
Although everyone tried to break this embarrassing situation, due to their identities, others did not dare to do anything.
This situation lasted until Leng Ling left Kessel, and this time, for the first time, Lien did not follow.
It has already entered May, but it has rained for several days in a row.
The continuous rainy days have made the air a little damp and cold.
In the train station, people were coming and going. Passengers were carrying their luggage and waiting on the platform for the train to arrive.
Leng Ling was wearing a long black trench coat and stood on the train platform, looking at the misty rain and mist, her clear eyes wavering without trace.
Lance was holding an umbrella. Seeing that Leng Ling remained expressionless, he asked worriedly, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
Leng Ling always looked forward, and lightly opened her thin lips and said, "It's okay."
"Woo--"
A whistle sounded, and the train slowly entered the platform and stopped slowly.
Passengers waiting on the platform stepped forward one after another, and Lance also said to Leng Ling, "Your Highness, let's go."
After waiting for a long time, the man has not appeared yet. Maybe he will not come this time.
Without him, I can still handle everything.
Thinking of this, Leng Ling lowered his eyes slightly, raised his collar, and hid his entire face in the collar, making a show of self-protection.
With a slight response, black military boots stepped onto the iron steps.
At the corner of the platform, a golden figure stood there.
