The Silly Prince Successfully Cancels the Engagement, But the Fiancée is His Childhood Sweetheart - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: The Tear of Divine Compassion (Shén Mǐn Zhī Lèi)

The weather was gradually turning cold, as if the Clear Snow Festival were a symbol marking the seasonal change. The temperature dropped noticeably in the two days surrounding the festival, and everyone instantly bundled up in thick coats.

However, the presence of an Omega among this year’s freshmen had all the Alphas and Betas buzzing.

Bai Qing was named the “Most Desired Gift Exchange Partner for the Clear Snow Festival” by the Military Academy’s tabloid, leaving the second-place Xiang Zhuo far behind.

It was said that the Academy of Etiquette across the street also participated in the voting, and without exception, everyone cast their vote for Bai Qing.

Ye Sheng mysteriously leaned over: “Do you know that everyone outside is going crazy? They’re all hoping to exchange gifts with you on the Clear Snow Festival. What gift did you prepare, seriously?”

Bai Qing, holding a thick reference book, answered honestly: “I haven’t prepared a gift.”

Ye Sheng sighed: “What are you fighting against? When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Even if you don’t have someone specific in mind, at least throw one gift into the pile to satisfy those Alphas and Betas who are on the verge of madness, and those Omegas at the Academy of Etiquette.”

Bai Qing was completely heartless: “I don’t know them.”

Ye Sheng was defeated.

…

The Clear Snow Festival was a day off, but for Bai Qing, it was nothing special. He arranged an incredibly dense training schedule for himself, strict as a robot.

However, a piece of news published at noon caught his attention: many strange incidents had recently occurred on Hero Star (Hèlè).

A team of intergalactic pirates, who had been roaming between star systems, were captured. Early in the morning, the entire small team of fifteen pirates was found bound and dumped at the entrance of the Imperial Security Bureau. They were all incoherent, unable to clearly explain the specific circumstances when questioned. But when asked who arrested them, all fifteen showed signs of terror without exception.

“It… it was only one person. We never saw it coming…”

“It was too terrifying. We were no match at all.”

“Please, save us! We don’t want to go back!”

The interrogators were completely overwhelmed, but finally pieced together the truth from the fragmented testimonies of the fifteen individuals.

Apparently, one day, they were navigating the stars as usual. When they reached the uninhabited region in the northwest, a small spaceship suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

None of them took it seriously because the small spaceship was so archaic in design and function that they could easily crush it to dust.

But their arrogance cost them dearly.

Who would have thought that the small spaceship would have such fierce firepower?

And that a mecha could rush out from inside that small spaceship?

The subsequent disaster was so grim that the interrogators frowned just listening to it.

A single opponent had beaten the fifteen men black and blue.

And this happened inside the pirates’ well-equipped and well-stocked stronghold, their own spaceship.

There was another strange detail: all the stolen goods pilfered by this group of intergalactic pirates were anonymously returned, with one exception: a stunning blue gemstone known as the Tear of Divine Compassion (Shén Mǐn Zhī Lèi), symbolizing “loyalty and unique love,” was not returned.

The museum that housed the Tear of Divine Compassion had struggled since the gem was stolen. However, early this morning, it received a massive wire transfer sufficient to buy ten Tears of Divine Compassion, allowing them to make a complete comeback.

The origin of the Tear of Divine Compassion was quite sorrowful. Legend held that the Creator God fell in love with an orphaned mortal girl. Because of the girl’s tragic life, the Creator God grieved out of love and shed a single tear filled with genuine affection. This tear transformed into the Tear of Divine Compassion.

After reading the news, Bai Qing became quite interested in the warrior who single-handedly infiltrated the intergalactic pirates’ lair, surrounded fifteen men, and captured the entire pirate team.

If possible, he really wanted to fight him.

After finishing his training, the Clear Snow Festival day was exceptionally cold. He wiped off his sweat, quickly showered, and had just put on his thick clothes when his wrist tingled. A message arrived on his communicator:

[FireFlameBlaze]: Are you busy?

It was Xiang Zhuo. Their last conversation was from the time when Bai Qing was recovering, when Xiang Zhuo had asked if his head still hurt after Bai Qing moved out of Stunken Palace.

Bai Qing hadn’t replied to that message.

Now, Bai Qing hesitated, unsure how to respond. Xiang Zhuo followed up immediately:

[FireFlameBlaze]: Happy Clear Snow Festival.

Legend held that the Clear Snow Festival was the birthday of the Eternal Empire’s guardian deity. On this day, the guardian would protect every citizen of the Eternal Empire, ensuring their wishes would come true and they would have peace and good fortune in the coming year.

[Cypress]: Happy Clear Snow Festival.

Bai Qing’s simple reply was like a tiny spark falling onto dry kindling, instantly igniting a raging fire. Xiang Zhuo’s replies came in a rapid, continuous stream:

[FireFlameBlaze]: I’m sorry, I went back to the Northwest Army recently. There was absolutely no signal there. How is your body? Do you still have headaches?

[FireFlameBlaze]: I heard Meng Yunting held a medal ceremony for the three of us a few days ago? It was too far; I really couldn’t make it back. Did I cause any trouble for you?

[FireFlameBlaze]: How has your training been these days? I heard from Jing Yu that you’re planning to spend the entire Clear Snow Festival with your training machine?

[Cypress]: Is there something you need? His Majesty the King gave me your Giant Forest medal. I’ll bring it to you tomorrow.

[FireFlameBlaze]: No need. Open the door.

Bai Qing’s pupils contracted slightly. He instinctively walked quickly and opened the door, finding Xiang Zhuo waiting outside.

Xiang Zhuo smiled as soon as he saw Bai Qing: “I was delayed by something on the road today and came back a bit late. Are you going to bed?”

Xiang Zhuo was very thinly dressed, his hair was slightly messy, and there were several dried blood streaks on his handsome face. He looked somewhat fatigued, but his eyes were extremely bright, growing even brighter when he saw Bai Qing.

Bai Qing was briefly stunned before remembering to invite Xiang Zhuo inside: “It’s cold outside. Come in first.”

Xiang Zhuo: “No need. I don’t want to disturb Uncle and Auntie. I’ll leave after saying a few words.”

With that, he took out a carefully packaged small box: “Here, your Clear Snow Festival gift.”

Bai Qing looked up: “What is it?”

“You’ll know once you open it,” Xiang Zhuo smiled, extending his hand toward Bai Qing, “Where’s mine?”

No one saw Xiang Zhuo’s throat nervously bob. “It’s fine. It’s okay if you didn’t…”

Since he was the person planning to spend the day with his training machine, it was a consensus across the entire Military Academy that he hadn’t prepared a gift.

Bai Qing slowly reached into his pocket, pulled out a delicate small box, and placed it into Xiang Zhuo’s palm.

“Happy Clear Snow Festival.”

Although the weather was extremely cold, when Bai Qing’s fingertips brushed Xiang Zhuo’s palm, he still felt the fiery heat of the other’s skin.

Xiang Zhuo’s eyes widened sharply. His hand remained suspended between them for a long time before he finally recovered and grinned: “W-what is it?”

Bai Qing used Xiang Zhuo’s own words against him: “You’ll know once you open it.”

…

The weather was bitterly cold. After urging Bai Qing back into the house, Xiang Zhuo stood at the door of the Bai family’s residence for a moment. Only when he saw the small light turn on in Bai Qing’s room on the second floor did he let out a long sigh, as if he had just recovered his wits, and turned to return to his own residence.

Xiang Zhuo eagerly tore open the gift and found a small, aggressively designed robot inside. Xiang Zhuo flicked the little robot’s head. The small robot immediately covered its head, sat down on the table, and swung its two little legs back and forth, as if throwing a tantrum.

Xiang Zhuo couldn’t help but laugh, asking it: “What can you do?”

The small robot understood human language. It immediately stood at attention and performed a set of close-quarters combat techniques in the air toward Xiang Zhuo.

Xiang Zhuo raised an eyebrow: “Is that all you can do?”

The small robot seemed annoyed. It put its hands on its hips, stomped its foot, and rushed toward Xiang Zhuo, punching his arm hard.

Xiang Zhuo’s intelligent guide was also intrigued by the small robot. It scanned the robot completely and concluded: “This small robot has a high degree of intelligence, but its underlying code is something I’ve never encountered. It appears to be a unique logic created by its owner. I cannot decipher it.”

Suddenly, Xiang Zhuo’s communicator lit up, and Xiang Zhuo quickly answered it.

Upon connecting, an excessively handsome face instantly appeared on the virtual screen. A hint of confusion showed in the lake-blue eyes: “Sorry to bother you. Does this button mean to place a video call?”

Xiang Zhuo’s breathing stopped for a moment. Then he suppressed a laugh and replied: “It’s an emergency communication. My apologies, I took the liberty of setting myself as your emergency contact. You can change it anytime.”

Bai Qing nodded thoughtfully: “This communicator’s functions are indeed much more advanced. Thank you for the gift. Well, I won’t bother you. Goodbye…”

Xiang Zhuo quickly called out to him: “Bai Qing!”

Bai Qing looked up at him.

“Uh… I forgot to ask you for my Giant Forest Pioneer medal. Could you still bring it to me tomorrow?”

After ending the communication, Xiang Zhuo touched his burning ears, then excitedly rolled around on the bed. The small robot imitated him, rolling back and forth on the desk.

On the other end, after ending the call, Bai Qing’s expression returned to normal. His fingers moved across the virtual screen with practiced ease, smoothly selecting and saving various settings one by one.

These things were familiar to him from a young age; they posed no difficulty.

This communicator was the latest model, updated with many functions, such as monitoring health status, automatic distress signal transmission, and even the ability to send the location to the emergency contact and automatically dial a rescue call before being blasted by a high-energy particle beam.

Even without a StarNet signal, it didn’t matter. As long as the planetary signal transmitters floating above the Eternal Empire were operational, the wristband would always maintain its functionality.

His gaze lingered on the teardrop-shaped aquamarine gem in the center of the communication wristband.

The aquamarine gem was of exquisite quality, shining with a brilliance unmatched by ordinary gems from every angle. The entire wristband was inlaid with aurora-colored diamonds, surrounding that one aquamarine gemstone.

This gem rarely appeared in public, and few people, even among the royal nobility, recognized it.

But by chance, when he was very young, Yu Xin had taken him to an art exhibition, and this very gem was among the exhibits. It was the only exhibition this gem had ever participated in.

He recognized it.

This gem symbolized loyalty and unique love.

Its name was—The Tear of Divine Compassion.

Unique love.