The tall figure, the broad back, exudes a desolate and desolate atmosphere.
Golden pupils stared ahead, the old train wrapped in a mottled iron shell slowly drove away from the platform and gradually moved away.
The man stood there the whole time, until the train completely disappeared from sight, and he never had any intention of leaving.
"Why don't you go there if you want to send him off?"
The man turned around and saw Captain Fan Wu standing nearby. He looked at me calmly and said, "If I go now, he will definitely not want to see me. It's okay to just watch like this."
Captain Fan Wu shook his head with regret, "Are you really comfortable letting him go back like this?"
"He will be fine without me. As a Valencian, if I follow him back, I will only cause trouble to him," a hint of loneliness appeared on his thin lips, and Lien continued in a low voice, "And the people around him
And Lance, that young man, is also loyal to him..."
Fan Wu replied, "You are wrong, very wrong."
Li En looked at Fan Wu in astonishment.
"His Highness's character is like this. Although he sounds stubborn, his heart is much softer than imagined. You have been following him for so long, don't you even understand this?"
Li En turned his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and was speechless for a while.
"His Highness has been standing on the platform for so long just now, just waiting for you."
Fan Wu said helplessly, "You always see things so clearly, how come you can't see clearly when it comes to yourself? You are his knight, and it is your duty to protect him. Salat's current situation is different from the past.
It's different. Do you think he can really trip those people up if he goes back alone like this?"
The golden head drooped slightly, and something seemed to flash across Lien's dark eyes.
Captain Fan Wu said, "If you love him and want to protect him, you should go with him."
He's right.
After a moment, Lien said quietly, "When does the next train to Salat leave?"
"In two days, go back and prepare well."
After patting Li En's shoulder and back, Fan Wu turned and left.
**********
Leng Ling returned to Sarat. As soon as she left the station, there were already people waiting there.
A noncommissioned officer stood upright in front of the special car, his young face full of vigor. He respectfully said to Leng Ling, "Your Highness, welcome back."
His eyes swept over the other party without leaving any trace, Leng Ling nodded lightly, "Yes."
"Your Highness, please get in the car."
The other party was a young non-commissioned officer who had recently arrived at the Presidential Palace and did not know much about many things. Therefore, when he heard that he was going to pick up Leng Ling at the train station, he was immediately excited and could not express his excitement.
As soon as he got into the car, the young sergeant opened his mouth and kept talking.
"Your Highness, you have worked really hard this time. Have you been going well in these months in Cossel? I heard that your knight Reen Hans defeated the Valencian army several times. Why didn't you see it?
Is he coming back with you?"
Leng Ling looked at the scenery outside the window, a hint of sadness quietly passing through his eyes like a deep lake.
Realizing that the other party had said something wrong, Lance quickly stopped him and said, "His Highness is very tired now and needs to rest. Besides, these are not things you, a junior non-commissioned officer, can ask."
The young sergeant quickly apologized, "Ah, I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't know you..."
Lance rolled his eyes at the other person, "You're not serious about driving yet!"
"Yes Yes."
The young non-commissioned officer did not dare to say another word and concentrated on driving.
Inside the car, it suddenly became quiet. Leng Ling leaned on the back seat of the car and closed her eyes leisurely.
He seemed to have nothing on his mind, but in fact the faint melancholy between his brows betrayed his mood at the moment.
Lance sat aside and glanced at Leng Ling's handsome side face from time to time, always feeling that something was wrong with the other person's mood.
From the train station in Kesel to now, the other party has been silent. Although he is usually like this, Lance always feels that there is something different from usual.
Is it because of the unpleasantness between you and Lien? Or is it because he didn't come with you, so His Highness...
However, the relationship between His Highness and Lien is really good. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for each other. The bond formed by blood and life is really unimaginable. Such a deep friendship has long surpassed the master and
Knight's relationship.
The way Lien looked at His Highness, besides respect and loyalty, there seemed to be some other emotions.
Sometimes, when he sees the two people standing together in such a harmonious and beautiful situation, Lance always feels that their relationship is very subtle and ambiguous, and there is something inexplicable flowing between them, and there is even something.
It gives the illusion that they are actually a couple.
But when I think about it again, I feel that I am too ridiculous, and I quickly expel this strange thought from my mind.
But why do you think this way?
A few doubts flashed through his blue eyes. Lance stopped thinking and turned to look out the window without saying a word.
Along the way, the car was very quiet. It was not until the car stopped at the entrance of the Presidential Palace that Leng Ling slowly opened his eyes.
After returning to the Presidential Palace after an absence of more than half a year, Leng Ling went straight back to his bedroom.
Opening the door, everything familiar comes into view.
The maid Anna was cleaning the room for Leng Ling when she heard a sound behind her and was startled.
"Your Highness, are you back?"
"Well," Leng Ling stood at the door, staring at the scene in front of him.
The familiar room, familiar bed, familiar tables and chairs are all the same as when I left.
Seeing Leng Ling standing there motionless, Anna said with some embarrassment, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I haven't finished cleaning your room yet."
"It doesn't matter, you can continue."
The pleasant voice rose slightly, Leng Ling turned and left.
Lance put down his luggage and followed Leng Ling towards the President's Office, "Your Highness, are you going to see the President now?"
Leng Ling glanced sideways and said, "You go back first, I have to report something to the president."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Arriving at the door of the President's Office, Leng Ling gently opened the door and said, "President, it's me, can I come in?"
"come in."
Putting her cool fingertips on the door handle, Leng Ling slowly opened the door and walked in.
Leng Xiao sat at his desk, folding his hands on the desk, and Cang Jiu's eyes darkly squinted.
"came back?"
"Yes."
Leng Xiao raised his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down, "Why are you alone this time, where is Rean? Hans?"
Her clear eyes lowered leisurely, and Leng Ling's voice was cold, "He is in Kessel."
"Why didn't I come back with you?"
As if seeing Leng Ling's somewhat stiff facial expression, Leng Xiao deliberately asked, "Is it possible that something unpleasant happened between you two?"
Leng Ling said calmly, "No, it's just that some things haven't been dealt with yet, so he will stay there for a while."
