When exposed to Leng Ling's profound words, Cole's heart trembled. Could it be that he knew something?
Cole smiled narrowly and said, "Your Highness, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Her light-colored thin lips took a sip of clear liquid mixed with ice cubes. Leng Ling's eyes swept across Cole's face, "It's nothing. If Her Highness the Princess is really willing to marry me, I will naturally not refuse. After all, like
Beautiful and lovely girls like Her Royal Highness are rare in the royal family. Even if I don't like her, I will fulfill my duty as a husband to love and protect her."
"Your Highness Leng Ling, you..."
Cole frowned.
How could this Leng Ling be so ruthless? Even if it was indeed a political marriage between the two countries, how could he just say these words.
Wait, could it be that the fact that he didn't like the princess was known by the princess, so she didn't want to marry Leng Ling? If so, wouldn't the princess's behavior just now be consistent with what Irene said?
"Mr. Cole, the political marriage between the two countries is important, but the princess's lifelong happiness cannot be regarded as child's play. I respect Princess Sarah very much, and I admire her courage to love and hate, but..."
Cole interrupted coldly, "Your Highness Leng Ling, you don't have to say anything anymore. I already know your thoughts. Please show some mercy to our king and princess."
His thick eyebrows furrowed and he said coldly, "Mr. Cole, you misunderstood..."
"I have no misunderstanding. Regarding the marriage, I will immediately report it to His Majesty the King and ask him to reconsider. Her Royal Highness the Princess is still waiting for me in the side hall, so I will leave first."
Cole stood up and strode out of the hall.
"Is it really okay for you to do this?"
The melancholy voice rose above his head. Leng Ling stared at the floating ice cubes in the cup, and his black eyes darkened, "What I fear most is the result of the two countries turning against each other because they do not marry. Besides, we are together.
Bi's relationship is already tense, and I don't want to cause any more trouble because the marriage didn't work out."
The man stood behind Leng Ling, pretending to be watching the entertainment program, "I see that Cole was very angry just now. Aren't you afraid that he will go back and tell the king of Rabbi that you are unwilling to marry the princess?"
Leng Ling affirmed, "No, he has no need to do this. Since the princess has told him that he does not want to marry me, then I might as well go with the flow and comply with her wishes. Wouldn't it be worse for them to unilaterally withdraw than if I reject them?
Okay? Moreover, their rabbis will not be too embarrassed about this matter, and more importantly, their relationship with us will not deteriorate any further. After all, this was their request first, and I did not refuse it.
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Lien raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "It seems that our Mr. President is going to be furious because his plan did not succeed."
"This is a matter between them and has nothing to do with us," Leng Ling said in a dark voice while looking at the lively crowd, "I guess what I am most worried about now is Xiaolin."
"His Highness Lin seems to be in a bad mood these days. Seeing that I am also listless," Li En secretly curled his lips and said with an evil smile, "Is it possible that she is also aware of our relationship like that poor princess?
Bar?"
Xiao Lin's somewhat resentful eyes flashed through his mind, and Leng Ling's eyes narrowed quietly, "It's impossible, Xiao Lin won't know."
"But Jerry knew."
Rean frowned, "What do you mean?"
Lean hit the nail on the head, "Have you never noticed your good butler's feelings for you?"
Leng Ling frowned and asked, "So what?"
Li En half-squinted his eyes, "I hope Her Highness Lin really doesn't know anything. If she does, it's probably him who leaked it."
His white fingertips firmly grasped the slender handle of the wine glass, "Jerry would never do such a thing, he is not such a person."
"In order to get the one you love, no matter how gentle and submissive you are, you will do crazy things," Lien smiled coldly, "not to mention that man is not simple."
"I will not allow you to slander my family and friends like this, absolutely not."
"If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. I don't dare to make you angry," Lien shrugged disapprovingly. He wanted to turn the other person's face to see how angry he was, but because there were people around him who couldn't make overly intimate movements, he could only
He bowed and leaned forward a little, and put his resolute chin into Leng Ling's ear and said, "I finally reconciled with you. It's not worth it to ruin our relationship for a man."
Li En laughed off the upcoming conflict between the two. Leng Ling turned around and glared at Li En, "Pay attention to the occasion."
"Didn't I do anything to you?" Smiling flirtatiously, Lien took the cup from Leng Ling's hand, "Don't drink ice water if you're not feeling well." He took two glasses of wine from the servant's tray and filled them with wine.
En pushed a glass into Leng Ling's hand, "You were caught in the rain just now, drink some wine to warm yourself up."
Taking the wine, Leng Ling took a sip, and the unique sweet aroma entered his mouth, stimulating his taste buds. It was slightly spicy, but just right.
Seeing Leng Ling slowly tasting the wine, Li En's golden eyes asked, "How does it taste?"
"Not bad," Leng Ling nodded lightly, his voice light.
One of them sat and the other stood, enjoying the noisy atmosphere quietly without anyone speaking.
In the corner on the other side, a pair of gloomy eyes looked at the two people over there, with a touch of gloom running through them like a dark night.
When the rain stopped, the people attending the ceremony left the hall one after another. Lanson's dignitaries and celebrities got into their cars and left one after another. Leng Ling, Princess Sarah and their group were left in the car and drove to the Presidential Palace.
Back at the Presidential Palace, Sarah took Eileen directly into the guest room, while Leng Ling hurried to Xiaolin's place.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw two children lying on the desk reading quietly.
Seeing Leng Ling coming back, Xiaolie turned around and said hello to his brother, but Xiaolin just lowered her head and didn't say a word.
Leng Ling walked over, leaned down and said, "Xiaolin, how do you feel?"
Xiaolin always kept her eyes on the book, "Brother, I'm reading, please don't disturb me."
Leng Ling was a little embarrassed, but Xiaolie couldn't stand it, "I said Xiaolin, what are you pretending to be? You were talking to me just now, why are you so serious now that my brother is back?"
Xiaolin rolled her eyes at Xiaolie impatiently, "What are you talking about?"
"Okay, Xiaolin, please continue reading. Brother won't disturb you anymore." Leng Ling turned his head and looked at Xiaolie, "Xiaolie, come here, brother has something to tell you."
Xiaolie put down his book, raised his chin at Xiaolin as if to demonstrate, and followed Leng Ling out.
"Brother, what do you want to tell me?"
As soon as he walked out of the room, Xiaolie couldn't wait to ask Leng Ling.
"When will you return to military school?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow," Xiaolie took Leng Ling's arm, "Brother, can you take me back?"
Leng Ling shook his head, "Maybe not tomorrow. Brother, can I ask Adjutant Lance to take you there?"
Xiaolie felt a little uncomfortable and said, "Why not? Brother, all the classmates in the military school know that I am your brother, and they all want to see you in person. I have promised them to let you accompany me when they go back this time. If you go tomorrow
If you don't agree, then won't I have to break the promise?"
"Xiaolie, I'm sorry, brother can't accompany you back."
"elder brother……"
Xiaolie held on to Leng Ling tightly, but his thin arms were extremely strong.
Leng Ling sighed slightly and reached out to touch Xiaolie's head, "I'm really sorry. My brother promises you that he will pick you up from the military academy when you come back next time."
"Really?"
Xiaolie raised his head with an expectant look on his face.
"Of course, brother has never lied to you before," Leng Ling smiled slightly, "Go and read a book. Brother has something to do and will see you in the evening."
"OK."
Leng Ling returned to the office and finished the work at hand. Unknowingly, it was already evening.
Rubbing his sore eyebrows, he drank a sip of black tea, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the foothills of Paarl Mountain in the distance, silently.
"Dong dong, Your Highness."
"Come in."
The door opened and Lance walked in holding a stack of documents, "Your Highness, this is what the president asked me to give to you. You must finish processing these documents today."
"Put it there," Leng Ling turned around and walked back to the table, "How is Xiaolin and Xiaolie?"
"Your Highness Lie is discussing the military academy with Lieutenant Lien. Your Highness Lin is probably still reading in the room."
"I understand, please go out first."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Lance was about to turn around and leave when Leng Ling suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute."
"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"
"Where is Princess Sarah now?"
"The princess should be in the room," Lance thought for a while and said, somewhat confused, "Your Highness, do you want to see the princess?"
Looking at Leng Ling's pale profile, Lance's blue eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and then he said seriously, "Your Highness, have you really decided to marry Princess Sarah?"
"I haven't decided yet," Leng Ling put down the pen in his hand and looked calm, "Besides, the most important decision-making power is not in my hands."
"That means that as long as the president asks you to marry her, you will not refuse."
"yes."
Qingjun's face turned gloomy, and Lance summoned up the courage to ask, "Your Highness, if you marry the princess, what will Mr. Narien do? Could it be that you..."
Her pretty eyebrows were knitted, and Leng Ling said coldly, "Adjutant Lance, this is not something you should be concerned about."
Lance was puzzled, "But Your Highness..."
"Do what you have to do, don't ask anything, don't think about anything," Leng Ling picked up the pen again, opened the document and said, "Adjutant Lance, go make me a cup of black tea."
Lance wanted to say something more, but seeing that Leng Ling had no intention of paying attention to him, he could only swallow those words and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
