◇ Chapter 49 Judgment
Lin You's face suddenly turned ugly.
The original novel was vague and focused on the description of the protagonist's suffering. As for the final ending, including how and why Lan died, nothing was mentioned and Lin You had no way of knowing.
The moment his expression changed, Lann noticed it.
The major general straightened up and knelt down on the bed. The quilt slid down his shoulders. He reached out and touched Lin You's forehead: "Your Highness?"
Lin You was shocked: "...It's okay."
They had just finished a sex scene, and both of their necks were dotted with kiss marks.
Lin You was uneasy. He grabbed the major general's wrist and asked with his eyes downcast, "Why is it number 21?"
Lan: “Hmm?”
Lin You: "Why do you have to set the date for your memorial service on the 21st of the next month?"
Why does it coincide with the date of death of the major general in the novel?
He was upset and his tone was inevitably agitated. Lan was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "Because Devin's annual leave has been used up, he will have annual leave next month. I am now a disabled person and cannot fly a flying vehicle. I want Devin to go with me."
“…”
The reason was reasonable, but Lin You still had doubts. As a gun game anchor, his sixth sense was always accurate, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
Lin You looked at Lan En steadily: "What if I don't agree?"
He said calmly, "If I don't agree, as my servant, you have no right to enter the prince's mansion independently, let alone go to the deserted planet with Devin to pay homage to the deceased."
Lane paused.
This was the first time Lin You spoke in this tone since he entered the Prince's Palace.
The noble Third Prince was tense all over, with a stiff back. He was the one who had the power to make the decision, but he was even more nervous than Lan. He pretended to be calm, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was uneasy.
Lan En stared at Lin You with his deep blue eyes, which contained inexplicable emotions. He took Lin You's hand, leaned close to him, and rested his chin on Lin You's shoulder: "If you really don't agree, then..."
Lin You collapsed even more.
He knew that Lan had a plan, knew that he had things to do, and knew that if Lan wanted to leave, he couldn't trap Lan.
The major general in the original text was on the verge of collapse because of pheromones, but even so, the third prince was unable to trap him.
If he really disagreed, Lan would probably leave without saying goodbye, and the two would go their separate ways and become strangers, just like in the original text.
And just as he was in a silent stalemate, he heard Lan En sigh and kissed Lin You's earlobe. Under the warm quilt, the decisive major general immediately softened his voice: "...Then I can only beg you."
"Please, Your Highness." He kissed Lin You vaguely, "I have a reason to go."
Lin You seemed to see his friend's golden retriever in a trance. Whenever he made people angry, he would just use soft words and act like a spoiled child to get away with it. He wanted to push Lan En away, but Lan En grabbed his wrist and lingered even harder. He could only say dejectedly, "Okay."
He concealed his slight nervousness and said, "If you need anything, I can help you. Please feel free to ask. My father is in charge of the First Army and the Seventh Army. If you need anything..."
"Okay." Lann leaned in and kissed him, "Don't worry, little prince."
He said in an inaudible voice: "I will bring you the final victory."
Lin You didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Lan En didn't answer, but pushed him back into the quilt: "I said, I'm leaving tomorrow, so give me a hug."
Lin You couldn't say anything and could only hug back tightly.
*
The next day, before the court came, Lane personally injected a replacement injection into his arm.
The ice-blue potion was injected into the blood, and the muscles tensed up instantly, then quickly relaxed.
Lin You watched from the side, biting his lip slightly, but did not stop it in the end.
Lane explained to Lin You: "I will be staying in jail pending trial. I have to act like I'm taking an addictive drug. If I don't suffer at all, it will be hard to get away with it."
At this time, the side effects of the injection became the main effect. Lane began to feel drowsy and had a fever. His whole body was sore and he needed someone to support him to stand. The pheromones unconsciously spread around in a disordered state. To outsiders, it looked exactly like pheromone addiction.
Lin You touched his arm and found many tiny pinholes on it. The scars left by pheromone injections are always more difficult to heal than ordinary wounds. The drug liquid causes an immune response in the body, and the pinholes on the skin are also left behind.
Lan En saw his expression and smiled: "Don't show that expression, little prince. After all, I was a major general. I'm not to the point where I feel uncomfortable with a shot."
Lin You frowned in disapproval: "What does this have to do with your position? Anyone would feel uncomfortable."
Being able to endure is one thing, but feeling uncomfortable is another.
He gave Lane a pheromone kiss.
When the deacon of the Tribunal arrived at the Third Prince's Mansion, the two of them quickly adjusted their states. Lan En looked embarrassed, kneeling on the ground with his chin on Lin You's legs, looking humiliated but submissive. Lin You sat in the middle of the hall, looking delicate and arrogant.
The deacon saluted towards Lin You, and several people signed the trial order and went through the corresponding procedures, then bowed and said, "Then Your Highness, we will take the major general away."
They took Lann up. Lann remained calm throughout the whole process and had no reaction. He looked like he was at the mercy of others and his heart was broken.
Lin You suddenly spoke up when the deacon tried to tie him up with chains. He tapped his fingers on the table and sneered sinisterly, "You two, although I'm temporarily handing him over to you, I don't want any traces of mine that weren't left by me to appear on my things. You have to hand him back exactly as he was. Do you understand?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "my things" and "any trace".
The deacons made repeated assurances and smiled carefully.
Ever since the last coming-of-age ceremony, the entire imperial capital knew that the Third Prince had a strange temper and a terrifying possessiveness. He hated it most when others touched his things. Even Major General Lann's victim, the young master of the Liam family, White Liam, had been kicked by the Third Prince, so these little soldiers would never commit such a crime.
Lan looked at him with a smile.
The major general was not worried at all. Being held between two deacons, he was still in the mood to joke with Lin You. He repeated his words with interest using lip language: "Oh, your stuff?"
Lin You then glared at him.
The two stewards did not dare to stay in the Third Prince's residence for too long, and hurried to the court with their people. Almost the next second, Lin You avoided everyone and left the residence. He drove an ordinary flying vehicle of the waiter - which had neither the royal seal nor the seal of the prince's residence, and hurried to Admiral Hoyle's residence.
He has to take care of the Tribunal Prison, otherwise if the situation develops according to the original story, when Lan En comes out of the Tribunal, Lin You will also go crazy.
Although he was a prince, the original owner had just reached adulthood and had an indulgent and playful personality. He had almost no power of his own and had to rely entirely on Admiral Hoyle.
Admiral Hoyle seemed to have expected Lin You to come back. He drank tea leisurely in the front hall and said slowly, "You want me to find someone to take care of Lan En?"
Lin You circled around him, adding water and tea. He was so obedient that he nodded when he heard the words: "Yes!"
Hoyle hadn't seen a child so well-behaved in eight hundred years. He felt strangely unhappy that his cabbage had been seduced by someone else's cabbage. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does he really value you so much?"
“…”
Lin You obediently massaged the general's shoulders and said in a whisper, "It has to be him."
The child said so, what else could Admiral Hoyle say? He was filled with emotion and thoughts.
The marriage between Admiral Hoyle and the old Insect King was purely political. Although they gave birth to Lin You, they had few opportunities to meet, let alone develop feelings. When their pheromones were unstable in the early years, the admiral suffered a lot.
But I didn't expect that the child I gave birth to would be different from others.
Although Lann was not under Hoyle's command, Hoyle had heard of this rising junior. The other party had risen to the rank of major general step by step, and there was no need to say much about the bitterness in his heart. Hoyle saw it and felt a bit of sympathy for his fellow man. Since Lin You had spoken, he was happy to help.
Hoyle got up and went to the courtroom. He first went to the waiting room to see Lane, and then met with the prison director.
Compared to Lin You, the admiral was much more experienced and experienced. He almost instantly thought of the words to protect Lan En without attracting Lin Yu's attention.
"Whether Lan En is guilty or not is another matter. After all, he married into the prince's mansion. When he appears in court, he cannot look too bad, otherwise people will accuse him of being abused by the third prince, which will bring shame to the royal family and me."
The person in charge broke out in a cold sweat. He did have the support of the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince had also mentioned that Lann should not be allowed to get too comfortable. However, Admiral Hoyle was no ordinary man either, and the reasons he put forward were also convincing.
Lin Yu mentioned that Admiral Hoyle was visiting in person, and the person in charge weighed it for a moment and made a decision on what to do.
Hoyle tapped the table and said nonchalantly, "I just went to see Lann. He looked very bad and he looked like he was going to die soon. There will be a lot of media coverage on Judgment Day. You should take good care of him these few days and at least raise him to be a decent person."
The person in charge secretly complained in his heart, thinking that the bad complexion was all caused by the Third Prince, but he did not dare to show the slightest expression on his face and responded respectfully.
So, Lan waited and waited in the cell, but the torture he had imagined did not happen.
The deacons looked straight ahead, not to mention lynching and interrogating him. The daily meals were delivered on time. Lan En used a spoon to stir them. There were vegetables and meat, and the portions were quite large.
The court even provided hot water every day for him to wash and groom himself, and the deacon cleaned the cell every day. Lann took a quick look and found that the cell he was given was of the highest standard, with a large space and a suitable temperature. There were even books and newspapers placed on the alcove to entertain him.
Apart from the fact that the high fever caused by the pheromone injection made him feel a little uncomfortable, it felt like a recuperation vacation.
Ten days later, the trial was about to begin, and Lann was even a little dazed.
This was not at all what he had imagined.
In fact, from the moment he got out of the Third Prince's bed, everything was different from what he had imagined.
He stood steadily on the judgement stand. The fever made him feel a little uncomfortable, but it was not unbearable. The effect of the injection would soon wear off, leaving only a few sequelae, which were insignificant and not worth mentioning.
If it weren't for Lin You, he would never have been able to get here so easily.
Thinking of this, Lann smiled slightly.
His gaze passed over the vast jury and fell on Lin You who was in a high position.
Lin You was sitting between Admiral Hoyle and the eldest prince, looking down at him with an expressionless face. He concealed it very well, like a truly cold, cruel, ruthless and arrogant prince. There was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at Lan En, as if he was looking at a piece of merchandise.
Kelan saw the silver light flashing across the other person's fingertips.
Those were the rings they exchanged when they got married.
Lin You maintained a cold and arrogant expression, but his fingers were anxiously turning the ring. The silver ring surface reflected the rippling waves, like sunlight shining on the undulating lake.
At this moment, Lann stood in the center of the courtroom. He was wearing heavy shackles and thin prison uniform. Countless people's eyes were focused on him, some with contempt, some with disdain. They looked at Lann wantonly, talking about this once high-ranking military genius, the distinguished young master of the Colette family, how unforgivable his behavior was and how bleak his future was. Many of them were Lann's former enemies and subordinates.
"Look, this is the major general of the Third Army, and this is what happened to him in the end."
According to common sense, Lan En should have felt embarrassed and sad, but when he set his eyes on Lin You, all the malice faded away like the tide.
Lin You turned the ring too frequently.
His expression was tense - Lan En was familiar with this expression. The more nervous Lin You was, the colder his expression became, but his little movements would betray him, just like now.
It was Lan who was being tried now, but he was more anxious than Lan, and the arc of light of the ring never stopped rotating.
Lann sighed slightly.
——His little prince looked extremely worried.
The presiding judge knocked the gavel three times, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then read out the charges and the verdict. One by one, they were all false charges that he had never committed, but Lan nodded and responded calmly to all of them.
——The eldest prince has already built a complete chain of evidence. Struggling now will be of no avail.
After the last sentence was read out and all the punishments were laid out before him, the presiding judge coughed and began to read the pardon order.
"Lane Colette, former major general of the Third Army, according to the amnesty order, from now on, you will voluntarily give up your status as a natural person, be deprived of your position and identity, and not enjoy any political power. You will also transfer the Colette family's wealth to the Third Prince Lin You in exchange for leniency in punishment. Do you agree to the above terms?"
Lann looked at the jury with his blue eyes: "I agree."
To outsiders, Lane seemed to be in extremely bad physical condition after taking addictive drugs. In fact, he still had a high fever. The word "agree" he said was very soft and hoarse, and sounded inexplicably gentle.
66 lay on Lin You’s shoulder and rubbed his non-existent arm.
"Host, do you know?" it whispered.
"My previous host also married his mission target. They held a wedding under the coconut trees on the beach. The master of ceremonies held my host's left hand and my host's partner's right hand, and then asked, 'Sir, whether sick or healthy, poor or rich, are you willing to hold the hand of the person next to you and spend the rest of your life with him?' The tone of my host's mission target at that time was exactly the same as your Major General Lann's now."
“…”
The chief judge nodded and turned to Lin You again: "Your Excellency the Third Prince, are you willing to accept this criminal, take him into your residence, and give him a chance to reform?"
Lin You nodded modestly: "I do."
They signed the amnesty in black and white and stamped it with the royal seal, and the trial was over.
Lin You breathed a sigh of relief.
He could finally take Lan back openly.
The two of them got on the aircraft one after the other. Lan En was still weak all over. He held on to the railing tightly. The short few steps seemed like a chasm and he almost forced himself to climb up. Lin You was alone in front and had no intention of helping.
Lin Yu saw everything and nodded with satisfaction.
But as soon as the hatch of the aircraft was lowered, they couldn't wait to kiss each other.
Lin You was eager to use the transfer pheromone to suppress the side effects of the injection and make the major general feel better, but Lan En was not in a hurry at all. He continued to kiss slowly, outlining the curve of the other's lips with his lips and teeth, and finally pulled Lin You and lay on his back on the big bed of the aircraft.
Lan: “Come?”
Lin You was stunned: "You still have a fever."
The temperature of the skin under his hand was still scorching hot. No matter how strong the major general was, he was not made of iron. The high temperature not only made his thoughts chaotic, but also made his joints and muscles ache slightly. Lann's performance of being in so much pain just now was not entirely fake.
A hint of smile flashed across Lan's eyes: "I heard it would be more comfortable."
Lin You: “?”
His brain froze for several seconds before he finally understood the meaning of the sentence from the other person's half-smile.
Lane wasn't even kidding, he was serious.
The side effects of the pheromone injection have not passed yet. Being too intense now will only make the situation worse. But Lan En really doesn't care about his body at all. He looks at Lin You steadily, not caring about the possible consequences, as if this physical body is insignificant and is just a burden that can be discarded at any time, and he is trapped in it, just seeking pleasure.
Lin You gritted his teeth in hatred.
He bit Lan's shoulder. The major general obviously didn't expect this and groaned in pain: "Hiss——"
"Do you feel pain now?"
Lin You pulled the quilt over and wrapped him from head to toe, leaving only a pair of blue eyes exposed, looking over in confusion.
Lin You: "Don't even think about it until you're fully recovered!"
"Now, sleep."
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It's not be. How could a sweets lover write be? It's just some twists and turns on the way to a happy ending.
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