◇ Chapter 48 Marriage
Lin You gave an affirmative answer, but still hesitated: "Of course we will get married, but..."
But there are still many things he can't do anything about.
Lann extended his index finger, gently touched his lips, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it's enough."
That's enough.
Lan had anticipated his fate long before, long before the false charges were brought against him, long before he confronted the Crown Prince, and even long before the day he uncovered the secret of District 23.
This is the ending he has predetermined for himself, and he will eventually reach it.
From the moment Lan En designed an encounter with the drunken Third Prince and climbed onto Lin You's bed, everything that happened afterwards was as expected. He knew that he would drink the cherry blossom pink addictive drug and that he might be locked up in the Third Prince's basement, but he didn't know that the addictive drug would be replaced with sweet wine, and the chains in the basement would be covered with soft fur... and that he would be so eager to kiss the person in front of him.
I guess compared to the previous assumptions, these days have already been a beautiful dream.
Lin You had already applied the ointment, and the major general's neck was covered with ointment. He then took out the gauze from the tray. Because he was in a bad mood, he was inevitably rough in wrapping it around his neck. "We will get married before the trial day and help you get a pardon, but you still have to attend the trial. There will be a ten-day hearing before the trial. You must go to the prison of the trial court, which belongs to the power of the eldest prince. I don't know what will happen."
Lan said, "It's okay."
His deep blue eyes stared at Lin You, and there was no disguised affection in his pupils, instead they looked cold and lonely.
Lane asked, “Can I ask you a sensitive question?”
Lin You paused and said, "You say."
"Does your Highness want to be a prince?"
This is a strange question. Lin You is a prince. After the old Insect Emperor passes away, he will either be a prince or an Insect Emperor, or he will fail in the power struggle and turn into dust like the original owner.
Lin You has another choice, he can go home.
Seeing Lin You fall silent, Lan En paused, smiled again, and said bluntly: "Or let me ask it another way. Third Prince, do you want to be the Insect King?"
His expression was calm and his tone was light, as if as long as Lin You nodded, he would be able to deliver the Insect King throne to him.
The current Insect Emperor has three princes. According to seniority, the eldest prince is ranked first and has the greatest power. If there are no other accidents, he will ascend the throne and become emperor.
Lin You’s brows jumped.
He had only been in the Zerg for a few months. Before that, he had always followed the rules and acted according to the development of the plot. He had never thought about seizing the throne, but now, he suddenly thought of an important issue.
——If the eldest prince ascends the throne, will he let Lan go?
Now Lin Yu and Lin You still have the same status, but the other party has already chased to the prince's mansion, pressing him step by step, wishing to kill Lan En immediately. What about after he inherits the throne?
What will happen if Lin You completes his mission, chooses to leave the world and return to his hometown?
Thinking of the various possibilities that might occur, Lin You's hand holding the medicine jar couldn't help but tremble for a moment.
66 was lying on the balcony. Hearing this, he stood up, floated over, and flew around Lin You twice: "Host?"
At this point, it has become very Buddhist. The previous host chose to stay in the small world, so having one more is no big deal.
"Although nominally I cannot interfere with your choice, host, I must remind you." 66 rarely spoke in a serious tone: "If you want to confront the eldest prince, the possibility of successfully seizing the throne is very, very low."
It is an integrated technology of the high-dimensional world, equipped with the most advanced probability system. After connecting and analyzing the data of successful throne grabbing in all the information databases, and then comparing it with the information of this life, Lin You does not have an advantage.
Lin You said calmly: "So?"
66 stopped at Lin You's shoulder. A huge light curtain appeared in front of them. A huge amount of data flowed through the light curtain: "Host, the age difference between you and the eldest prince is too big. The year when the eldest prince held his coming-of-age ceremony, the third prince was just born. He gathered forces nearly 20 years earlier than you."
Speaking of the truth, 66 switched his voice to an AI-synthesized electronic sound. His tone was flat, without any ups and downs, and it sounded inexplicably cold and solemn.
"According to my information, his mother's family, the Lawrence family, is also a long-established noble family in the empire. One of them is a general who became famous earlier than Admiral Hoyle and now commands the Third, Fourth, and Sixth Armies."
"As for the eldest prince's wife, she is the second son of the director of the Pheromone Research Institute. This director has been in office for nearly seventy years. He also owns the largest synthetic pheromone production company in the empire, and almost monopolizes the pheromone manufacturing industry in the empire. The two prosper together, and are like grasshoppers on the same string."
"At the same time, the eldest prince's wealth is also extremely terrifying, even comparable to the national treasury. I roughly estimate that at least one-third of the top companies in the capital planet have direct or indirect connections with him."
66 sighed: "The old Insect Emperor is on the decline, and power has been decentralized. The eldest prince has been holding power for some time, otherwise Major General Lan En would not have ended up like this."
"Excuse me, from the perspective of data analysis, your chances of winning a head-on confrontation with the Crown Prince are extremely slim."
Lin You: “How much exactly?”
“Less than 2%.”
They fell silent together.
It is indeed a very small probability, equivalent to drawing cards to get gold in a game. The difference is that if you don’t win the card, you only lose the draw, but this time you didn’t bet on the right probability, but you have to risk your life.
In this silence, Lin You unconsciously frowned, forming a small "川" character.
He said calmly: "I will contact Admiral Hoyle to discuss the pros and cons and make corresponding plans. If it is feasible..."
66: “If it is feasible?”
"I will try."
Lin You was talking to the system, but Lan En couldn't hear him. He could only see Lin You frowning.
Lann sighed lightly.
He extended his index finger, touched Lin You's brow with his fingertips, and gently rubbed it: "Don't frown, this is not something you need to frown about."
The major general's tone was calm and as if he had planned it in advance. He lightly changed the topic and changed to another one: "Your Highness said that we will get married, but there will be no wedding?"
Lin You lowered his eyes, his tone a little dull: "Yes..."
Lan En smiled and said, "Can I ask for something else as compensation?"
"Of course." Lin You breathed a sigh of relief: "Just ask."
"Go ahead?" Lann pretended to think, "Well, can we sleep together during this period before we get married?"
Lin You: “……?”
That night, when the silver-haired major general sat on the edge of the bed in the master bedroom, changed into silk pajamas, and then slowly lay down on the bed, Lin You didn't understand what was going on.
His thoughts were in a mess. He didn't understand why the first sentence was about fighting for the throne to be the Insect King, and the second sentence became sleeping together. But when Lan En's blue eyes looked at him and asked Lin You in confusion why he didn't go to bed, Lin You still gave in.
He raised his hand to turn off the light, crawled into the quilt, and pressed himself against Lann through the thin pajamas. When he put his hand around the major general's beautiful waistline, he couldn't help but rub it.
It's really warm.
From that day on, they began to sleep together every night, like real lovers. In his spare time, Lan En always took the lounge chair to the garden to bask in the sun, occasionally holding one or two books. Lin You thought that he was holding books on military tactics, but when he looked out of curiosity, he saw that Lan En was holding books on garden flower arrangement, travel photography and philosophy.
The other party seemed to regard the tranquility before the Judgment Day as a rare vacation. He enjoyed his free time to the fullest and fell asleep with Lin You in his arms at night, like a seal about to hibernate.
When the day of judgment was approaching, Lane asked Devin to send him a training cabin from the military. He re-registered his identity, created an identity of a student at a military academy, and spent two hours online every night.
Lin You secretly went to see him and found that Lan En did not play matches or fly aircraft, he only shot static targets.
Static target is the simplest mode, and only new recruits will practice it.
66 quietly hacked into the system, watched for a while, and shared the vision with Lin You: Lann's shooting skills were terrifyingly accurate, almost every shot hit the ten rings, even the heavy sniper rifle that could aim at super long distances in the universe seemed as light as a toy in his hands.
66 was surprised and asked, "Why would the major general do this when he has nothing better to do? He doesn't need it at all."
There is no point using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. It's like asking a math PhD to do elementary school problems. Even if he gets full marks on all the problems, what sense of accomplishment can he get?
Lin You watched from the side and frowned unconsciously.
He had a bad feeling.
Lane doesn't look like a PhD doing elementary school questions. He is more like a top student doing simulations before an exam. Although he knows all the question types by heart, he still needs to do tests regularly to keep his touch. Hitting static targets is how Lane keeps his touch.
Lin You saw everything. He mentioned it vaguely, but Lan En changed the subject lightly, so he didn't ask any more questions.
His major general has a sound personality, calm and steady enough. He understands the way forward and the way back. Lin You will not object to anything he wants to do.
Ten days before the Day of Judgment, they signed the agreement and completed their marriage.
The cold electronic draft was drawn up by the matchmaking system and sent directly to Lann's mailbox. The major general clicked to agree, pressed the electronic fingerprint, and swore an oath as a sinner, voluntarily depriving himself of all natural powers from now on and becoming a vassal of the third prince.
At the same time, the ownership of the Colette family's huge wealth changed and completely belonged to the third prince Lin You.
The day the wedding news was announced, there was a huge uproar on Starnet. All the forums were discussing the matter. Some people focused on the power change of the Third Army, while others were concerned about whether there would be any changes in the top management of the Colette family...
More topics focused on Lann. They didn't understand why the major general with outstanding character chose to linger on instead of dying heroically. While sighing and gossiping, they were curious about Lann's married life.
Being deprived of everything and trapped in the palace, and even subjected to torture and beatings, could the major general of the Third Army endure such a life?
At this time, Lan En and Lin Youzheng exchanged a long kiss.
Since Lan was a criminal, they couldn't go out and all activities were kept at home.
The major general was unusually happy that afternoon and insisted on performing his cooking skills for Lin You. Lin You still remembered what Admiral Hoyle said that Lane could not cook at all. He watched in fear in the kitchen, and the butler behind them was even more frightened. Fortunately, the major general seemed to have practiced deliberately and fried a small steak, which was quite good.
Lin You then rolled up his sleeves, indicating that he could also cook it, and forcibly took the spatula and made a meal that was a must-have for anchors - scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
This time, even the normally calm major general could no longer remain calm. Lan En was tense all over, ready to grab the spatula at any time, while the butler stood at the door with a look as if he was about to faint.
Fortunately, although Lin You often eats instant noodles, he can still make scrambled eggs with tomatoes quite well. He has not lost his skills after being here for so long, so that night they got two edible dishes.
This might be the simplest meal Lin You has had since he became a prince. Lan En is a major general, and unless he is on a military campaign, his meals have never been so perfunctory. But after the meal, he was unexpectedly happy.
Before going to bed, in the dim light of the night lamp, Lin You pushed a small box over.
He handed it to Lan and said vaguely, "Open it and take a look."
It's two rings.
Customized pattern, Lin You took the one engraved with iris pattern, and signaled Lan En to take the other one.
They didn't have a wedding, but they were still able to exchange rings.
Rings are not common among the Zerg and are considered a custom from ancient times. Legend has it that in that era, lovers would exchange rings under the witness of a master of ceremonies and make a promise to be together for life.
Lan En's eyes lit up slightly. He really didn't care about the wedding, but he still felt regretful. Lin You prepared the ring, which made up for the regret.
Unfortunately, after Lan picked it up and looked at it for a long time, he still didn't understand what was engraved on it. There were only four letters engraved on the ring, "W" on the top and "ASD" lined up below.
Lann raised an eyebrow: "I thought you could carve a small orange?"
The kind that is clear and sweet.
Lin You: "...go away, you are the one who wants to carve the oranges."
He introduced them to Lan: "These are the four keys on the keyboard. Before the invention of the optical brain and consciousness connection, the keyboard was the main tool for input."
Lan had heard of that ancient era, but had never seen a keyboard. This thing had disappeared in the interstellar era. He put the ring under the light and looked at it carefully. The silver ring surface reflected a silver-white halo: "Keyboard, what do these four letters stand for?"
“It was… the most commonly used button in games of that era.”
WSAD, the direction keys of "Star Wars". In countless live broadcasts, Lin You used these four keys to control the beautiful model with silver-white hair, traveling and exploring in the interstellar space, shot after shot, and ranked high on the national ranking list.
He is not the original Third Prince. These direction keys represent where he comes from.
Lan En didn't understand why Lin You engraved the direction keys of an ancient game on the ring, but it didn't stop him from accepting it with a smile: "Thank you, it's beautiful."
He put the ring on his ring finger and watched Lin You put on the other one at the same time. The beautiful iris pattern wrapped around his fingertips like a swaggering oath.
——This male insect is his, and no one else can covet it.
Lan then leaned over and kissed the owner of the iris ring in the overwhelming citrus scent.
…
Lane was really a little crazy tonight.
He seemed tireless, begging, demanding, kissing and hugging, as if he was enjoying the last pleasure. Halfway through the night, he and Lin You were covered in sweat, and their cold white skin reflected a glazed luster. Lan En groaned and lay exhausted beside Lin You.
Lin You didn't even have the strength to speak.
He inserted his ten fingers into the major general's silver hair and stroked it gently. Lan En closed his eyes comfortably and rubbed against him: "Your Highness..."
He spoke more and more unscrupulously, from calling him the Third Prince, "My Prince" at the beginning to calling him whatever he wanted now, and only a few months had passed.
Lin You hummed lightly as a reply.
Lann looked at him: "Your Highness, I will leave tomorrow."
He is going to the court to await trial.
Lin You: "Well, don't worry, I will take you back."
Just ten days. After ten days, Lan En still had to return to his mansion and return to this bed.
Lann whispered, "After the trial, I have one more wish."
"I want a ten-day vacation to go to the planetary cemetery in Area 23 and pay tribute to the deceased members of the Third Army."
Lin You knew about this. This was the most brutal war the Zerg had fought in recent years. In the process of encircling the black market in the universe, most of the border garrisons were killed. Many of these lost soldiers belonged to the Third Army. When Lin You visited Lann for the first time, he saw the brutal battle that day in the exhibition room.
He said lazily, "Go if you want to. I'm not locking you up. You can go whenever you want."
Lan: "The 21st of the next month, okay?"
“…”
Lin You was suddenly startled.
He suddenly remembered that in the original text, Lan could not bear the torture of pheromones, so he resolutely injected an injection and went to the border battlefield. He finally died on the 21st of the next month.
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