Chapter 326 Extra: Her Royal Highness the Princess's Strategy for Moscow (2)

The snow is still falling endlessly in the gray sky, and the wind is carrying the pale white dust swirling endlessly.

Lu Mingfei didn't dare to look at Zero anymore. He looked out the window at the girls standing on the sentry line, carrying Bobo submachine guns and sternly looking at the surroundings with their pretty faces.

They all wore military-standard bearskin hats with a row of pure gold buttons embedded in the brim. Sharp-edged snowflakes were blown into the pavilion by the wind and pressed heavily on their shoulders.

The two girls were lowering their heads and using each other's bodies to block the wind and snow. They pressed the fuse of the sterling silver lighter, and the jumping flame helped them light the cigarettes in their mouths.

The oil tank should be filled with aviation fuel with a low freezing point. The winter in Moscow is so cold that it can even help the Slavs resist the German offensive and win the war. Ordinary fuel will solidify if left outside for a long time.

"Look into my eyes, Lu Mingfei, if the person standing here were Chen Motong, Uesugi Eriki, or any one of Jörmungandr, would you still say this?" Zero said coldly. The question was repeated again. She seemed determined not to give up until she achieved her goal, forcing Lu Mingfei to retreat little by little. The flames of the fireplace illuminated the girl's cheeks with a pleasant rosy color.

The music of the old-fashioned gramophone was mixed with the rustling of snow on the windows. La Traviata was still singing about the bygone era. The singing voice was very low and light, but it seemed to change the world occupied by the sound of wind and snow. It was deathly silent. The woman had obviously been dead for hundreds of years, but her soul still remained in the gramophone to sing about that miserable era.

Lu Mingfei was in a daze. He seemed to have heard this song somewhere before. In addition to the singing, there were also the sounds of people dying, crying and laughing, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

"I will still be ashamed." Lu Mingfei lowered his head to look into Ling's eyes. The pair of platinum-gold pupils were illuminated by the flames into a magnificent golden color. He carefully held the two slender and slightly cool hands of the girl that originally held his wrist with his backhand. palm.

Sure enough, men and women are two different creatures. Lu Mingfei was only wearing a hunting suit and cashmere coat. His body temperature was frighteningly high in the room with a complete heating system, and there was even a thin layer of steam surrounding him.

Ling was clearly dressed similarly to him, but her skin was... as cold as porcelain.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, then held Ling's two hands together, took a breath of warm air, rubbed them, and then tucked them both under his armpits, as if the warmth from reaching out by a campfire immediately washed over him. Her Royal Highness’s slender and lonely wrist.

Zero tilted his head, a warm reddish glow on his cold white cheeks.

Many people in Kassel College call Zero the Queen of Vacuum. Everyone knows that the famous Miss Renata is a mysophobia. The opposite sex is not allowed to appear within one meter of her, and even the same sex is not allowed to have anything with her. Physical contact. But Lu Mingfei, the former dragon-slaying hero and S-class student, was the exception among the exceptions. When those boys who mustered up the courage to pursue Zero were lying in the school hospital with broken arms and wailing, Lu Mingfei was eating with Zero. For late-night snacks, they sometimes even shared the same handkerchief.

"Because by doing this, I feel that I have forcibly passed through a lot of the... time that should have been yours, and turned a brand new book to the end. It's like we were reading a story originally, but we only watched the brave man walking out of the Novice Village. , skipping the middle process, and the next page turned is that this guy cut down the devil and rescued the princess and became the winner in life." Lu Mingfei wrinkled his nose and said seriously, "That's so unfair... fate. It’s already very unfair, and I don’t want to be complicit in that thing.”

He weighed every word he said, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sensitive elves in the ice and snow. The next second, the elves dropped snow waves dozens of meters high and submerged the palace and the city together.

Zero slowly opened her eyes. She tilted her head to look at Lu Mingfei's face, as if she wanted to see something different from those dark pupils.

"I know why you helped me." Lu Mingfei blinked, as if he was struggling with what to say. He scratched his hair, sighed, and gave up on uncovering the secrets between the two of them that they were too embarrassed to talk about. , like the kind of feelings that sprouted up a long time ago between adolescent boys and girls.

The falling snow outside is slowly getting smaller, and in the west of Moscow, dim light has begun to shine on the church spiers that have become white after being covered with snow, which means that the sun is rising.

It was dusk at this time, and the snow had abated a little. In the garden, there were girls immediately armed with shovels and began to shovel the snow. One girl who looked very lively even drove a snowplow truck weighing several tons, making a roaring sound. The sound of the engine shattered the silence in this huge building.

Zero suddenly withdrew her hand from Lu Mingfei's armpit. She straightened her clothes, put her hat on properly, and then put her hands on the window sill.

"It's so cold in Moscow in winter." Zero said, looking outside through the cut glass covered with ice crystals. This city is actually far more bleak than many people imagine. Although the buildings on both sides of the spacious main roads are still standing safely, the newly painted black paint still clings firmly after experiencing the cold of dozens of degrees below zero. On the outer walls of those tall buildings, but as long as you are willing to walk into those alleys, you can always see the weakness and exhaustion of this city and even this country.

The eldest son of the Soviet Union is still struggling to maintain the last dignity of the Iron Alliance. The city is so big and solemn, like an ancient emperor who built his throne in the easternmost part of the European continent. Moscow is this throne.

But people living on the throne are not necessarily happy. Their glorious era has passed. After the boiling blood has cooled down, the city has also cooled down. It now feels like a huge steel cage, imprisoning ambition, violence, and the ghost of the great alliance after its death.

"I actually prefer warm places. Someone said that he would accompany me to the south of China. It is very warm there, and there are flowers blooming all year round." Ling said.

"After this matter is over, I will accompany you to China... Do you remember my little fat cousin, and my uncle and aunt? I have reconciled with them. When we go home together, we can bring some gifts to visit them." Lu Mingfei said.

Ling blinked and looked at the man in front of him carefully.

"Come out for a walk with me." Ling's voice was cold and pleasant, and he did not respond to Lu Mingfei's invitation. Her face was cold, her eyelashes drooped, but her hands were lowered and twisted in front of her belly, as if she would leave immediately if Lu Mingfei refused His Royal Highness.

Lu Mingfei's eyes vaguely cast towards the spiral staircase in the corner leading to the upper floor, where Eri's room was.

On the first day after Ling brought them here, Eri expressed dissatisfaction with the room allocation.

She is now very good at using her advantage of being young and beautiful. Many times, she can get Lu Mingfei to meet her reasonable or unreasonable requests just by pouting. Unfortunately, Eri chose the wrong cute person that day. Ling just narrowed his eyes and arranged Lu Mingfei's bedroom next to his own room.

It's not that Lu Mingfei has never visited Eri's bedroom. According to Ling, Su Enxi sometimes lives in that room. It is a luxurious Baroque style. There is a large bronze bathtub in the center of the bedroom. Eri reluctantly lives here because the bathtub is really to her taste.

"Don't worry, the head of the Uesugi family has been playing video games in the room for 21 hours without rest. I asked the housekeeper to prepare hot milk for her. She should have fallen asleep by now." Ling said.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and wanted to laugh for no reason. I think Ling is really a virtuous girl, but her temperament is too cold, which is completely different from Sister Su Xi.

At this time, a white hand has reached in front of Lu Mingfei. Looking at the posture of the hand, it seems that Ekaterina was showing favor to her favorite minister. Lu Mingfei looked at the face of the princess tilted to one side and smiled silently. He said okay, then put his left hand under his chest and put Ling's white wrist into his arm.

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There were not many cars on the road, but there were more pedestrians. The wind died down as the snow stopped, but the leaves and snow on the trees on both sides of the main road were still blown down together, and there were rustling sounds everywhere. Lu Mingfei had to open the umbrella he carried with him to cover the falling snow and leaves.

Moscow was brightly lit on a winter night. No one had anywhere to go, so the family gathered at home to watch TV series. The men would blow vodka into the bottle, and the women would be busy in the kitchen preparing dinner. However, this place could never be as bright and prosperous as Tokyo. Gray and black buildings were built one after another in the snow and ice. The wind, snow and frost were all mixed up between these buildings. The solemn cast iron lamps on both sides of the road were also on and off, obviously in disrepair.

There was already a thick layer of ice on the road. Through these transparent ice blocks, Lu Mingfei could see the slightly undulating stone tiles underneath. The old policeman at the corner took off his police hat and put the thing under his arm, frowning and smoking a cigarette fiercely. Most of the windows on both sides of the street were burning with warm and dim lights.

Ling shivered slowly, and Lu Mingfei hesitated whether he should reach out and hold the girl in his arms, but it was really inconvenient for him to do this with an umbrella in his hand.

The soft body pressed slightly against him, and Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then pinched the girl's hand in his arm.

Ling turned his face to the other side and hummed softly from his nose.

Lu Mingfei and Ling knew that they were not really going out for a walk to relax. If they were relaxing, the garden of Elizabeth Palace would be enough.

Ling actually liked him, Lu Mingfei thought, he should have guessed it long ago, it was already obvious in another world, right? What other girl would be willing to go out for supper with you besides liking you? Besides liking her, what other girl would dance Por Una Cabeza with you like an angel descending from the sky when you are in the most embarrassing situation?

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei started to shrink again.

Ever since returning to Moscow, Ling seemed to like wearing high heels. This girl who was even underdeveloped in Lu Mingfei's eyes took her feet out of her leather shoes and stepped into high heels. After leaving her job, her petite figure suddenly became taller. Even at home, Ling was an elegant princess. Sometimes she would only wear a camel-colored long skirt. Her tightened belly and erect chest, coupled with the high heels that made her look tall, immediately made Ling look graceful and a stunning girl.

But why didn't he have any evil thoughts when he was in another world? This really didn't fit in with Lu Mingfei's previous character of Brother Pig, who had already made his favor and special treatment almost obvious. Brother Luzhu should jump into Cupid's arms with joy and shout "Hallelujah", but why is he unwilling to stuff Zero's silhouette under the hazy sky into his heart?

When Lu Mingfei was worried, Ling was probably worried too. Now when they were alone together, they always felt an inexplicable sense of alienation and shame. Lu Mingfei attributed this feeling to everything that happened that night.

But fortunately, both of them made a tacit agreement not to mention that matter.

Lu Mingfei didn't speak and Ling didn't speak either. They walked farther and farther with their backs to the Elizabeth Palace, and there was only the faint sound of the ice on the road and the frozen leaves cracking under their feet.

"I sometimes wonder if we have known each other a long time ago." Lu Mingfei was determined to break the silence. He paused and considered his words and tone, so as not to appear abrupt or strong. Purpose, he said after a few seconds,

"You know that my bloodline is not stable. I guess this instability has been there since I entered Kassel College to take the 3E exam, but it didn't show up. Chu Zihang told me before that some people are degenerating into Deadpool always saw some hallucinations that he didn't know the meaning of before, but in fact those hallucinations were fragments that they had long forgotten in the depths of their memories. In the process of their bodies being transformed into Deadpool by dragon blood, their The brain is also being transformed, and old memories that have been covered by new memories are like stones emerging from the water after the tide recedes. "

He hesitated, "In the hallucinations I saw, sometimes there would be a corridor burned by flames, sometimes there would be a group of fighter jets swooping down and pouring bullets, and sometimes it would be a huge black snake... No matter where it is. It’s a kind of hallucination that I always see you appearing in, like a memory from a past life, or like...something reminding me that I’ve forgotten something very important.”

He wanted to say that Lu Mingze was reminding him, but Lu Mingfei finally stopped this impulse.

Until now, he still didn't know how the little devil contacted the team of Su Enxi, Mai Jiudoku and Zero. Even since the Tokyo War, they had completely lost news about Lu Mingze.

But Lu Mingfei was not sure that the little devil was not dead. When Lu Mingze wanted to do that, he stopped him.

"Memories of past lives?" Zero tilted his head curiously, "Do you also believe in past lives?"

"It's just a rhetorical device." Lu Mingfei scratched his hair. Although he was a little embarrassed, he finally broke the silence between the two people.

"I think it's good to have a past life." Ling said. Lu Mingfei lowered his head and wanted to laugh at the girl's innocence, but suddenly saw the... desolate cloud in her eyes.

"Why?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"You make a contract with one person in your life, and your whole world is him. But after you die, your contract ends, and everyone will forget you in a few years." Zero said seriously,

"If there is an afterlife, the contract that is not finished until the end of death will never end. You die again and again and are resurrected again. Just like this a hundred times a thousand times, you will still not be alone. There will always be someone who will stand with you. , Even if the whole world is your enemy, there will still be someone you can trust your back to. "

This sentence is really calm, but there is an unspeakable loneliness hidden in it. It reminds people of the icebergs on the frozen lakes in the far north of Siberia, which never melt and become taller and taller.

But there will come a time when the weight of loneliness will exceed the limit, and when the iceberg collapses, the avalanche will swallow up the entire world.