Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1250 - 1228: The Crown Princess Has Come to the Army
Finally, the car stopped in front of the sentry post of the S Country military troops.
Chu Xinyue rarely meets strangers.
The last time she attended a spokesperson’s banquet was the most lively occasion she had experienced in recent years.
And tonight, she came alone to this all-male army.
At the sentry post, standing upright and wearing a military uniform, the army officer was like a guardian of the kingdom in the night.
Chu Xinyue hesitated for a moment, gripping Xiaotao’s hand tightly,
The sentry officer saw a car slowly approaching from the darkness, and upon clearer inspection, it turned out to be a royal vehicle.
The driver rolled down the window and quietly reported the identity of the visitor.
The officer was taken aback when he saw who was inside—it was the second miss of the Chu family, the Crown Princess!
Why would the Crown Princess come to the army?
Tonight’s army ball did not mention that the Crown Princess would attend.
The officer stammered, "I should go and report this to His Highness first."
But then a slender figure in the back seat leaned in, and a gentle voice floated out, "There’s no need."
The officer swore he had never heard such a pleasant voice before. Just three words made his bones tingle halfway.
He had only seen the Crown Princess once or twice on domestic television during state banquets when she accompanied His Majesty in welcoming foreign leaders. She blended into the crowd and wasn’t very clearly visible.
It was said that the second miss of the Chu family led a secluded life due to her poor health and was usually very low-key.
Just hearing her voice today, she was undoubtedly a beauty!
The car was allowed to pass smoothly, entering the military compound.
.........
The banquet hall of the country’s first army was the venue for tonight’s soldiers’ appreciation ball.
The grand banquet hall was dazzlingly lit.
Apart from a few female waitstaff from the army canteen and female soldiers from the entertainment corps, the hall was full of officers in uniforms adorned with various military ranks.
In the center of the dance floor, the band played a low and invigorating military march.
The all-soldier setting exuded an aura of masculinity.
Amidst a group of lieutenant generals, Ya Chen wore a pure white military uniform tonight, with blue and red tassel badges draped down his shoulder.
The white uniform accentuated his narrow waist, broad shoulders, and tall, handsome frame, making him stand out among the soldiers.
His clear and glossy eyes were not dulled but instead appeared distant and serene, holding a metal cane, seated at the center.
Compared to his usual grand elegance, today he exuded an exceptional aura of severity and valor unique to the military, occasionally discussing the current domestic situation with the officers around him.
Listening to the officers’ reports, Ya Chen lightly frowned his thick brows.
Though S Country seemed peaceful now, the severe issue from years ago still lingered.
Years ago, the international terrorist TM Organization targeted several affluent Southeast Asian countries, often causing human bomb incidents in city areas, leading to multiple casualties.
S Country was also one of the targets.
Back then, he personally went to China, where he privately negotiated with Huo Zhenyang using domestic mineral rights.
Huo Zhenyang entered politics and became a coastal mayor, using his connections to propose to the Chinese government to dispatch the government army to S Country for peacekeeping.
The dispatched Chinese government troops helped to suppress the TM terrorist organization, allowing S Country to temporarily avoid disaster.
But the good times didn’t last long; two years ago, there were signs of the TM terrorist organization’s revival.
A year ago, domestic intelligence reported that members of the TM organization had infiltrated the country, beginning to set in motion terrorist attacks nationwide.
Although no terrorist incidents have occurred yet, the S Country government has maintained a state of high alert over the past two years, sending troops to guard strategic locations in major cities to prevent a repeat of past terrorist attacks!
The capital, Nanga City, is of paramount importance.
Of course, fearing upheaval in public morale, the Royal Family and the government never disclosed this matter.
After Ya Chen returned to the country post-surgery, he unexpectedly encountered this mess.
Over the last two years, his frequent sojourns at the Royal Office Building have mainly been to deal with this thorny issue.
It’s not that he never wanted to go home.
During these times, the army’s effort in guarding the city was hard-earned, so Ya Chen, as the Royal Family representative, hosted this appreciation ball for the soldiers.
"The military here will undoubtedly strictly guard the capital, ensuring the safety of every public event, leaving terrorists without any opportunities."
A lieutenant general stated.
In the midst of an intense conversation, the background music suddenly stopped.
Ya Chen and the officers paid no attention, assuming it was just a change of tune until the music played again.
This time it was a piano piece.
But it wasn’t the previous conventional military music; instead, it was—
A jazz piece.
Lazy, sexy, gentle, deep, even with a touch of allure.
Compared to the bland military music, jazz was undoubtedly fitting for a ball.
One by one, the elegant notes flowed fluently from the pianist’s slender fingers, filling the banquet hall, immediately stunning the soldiers on site.
Everyone stopped talking, holding their breath, eyes collectively turning towards the piano at the center.
Beside the piano, a slender figure wore a white, cross-back evening gown, with black hair cascading like a spring, coiled delicately beside the neck, her complexion as pale as if translucent, possibly due to some nervousness, subtly blushing.
At this moment, her slender fingers danced nimbly like butterflies on the black and white keys.
Although her face was lowered, watching the keys, the full face wasn’t visible, but just from her profile, it caused the men on site to hold their breath.
Curled lashes, rosy lips, a straight petite nose, and hair tucked behind a delicate ear.
The young, tempestuous soldiers seemed to be encountering a goddess descending from the heavens.
Then, excitement quickly took over as discussions erupted.
"Is she an entertainment female soldier from our army?"
"Probably not. She’s so beautiful; we would have noticed before."
"Maybe His Highness hired a musician to make us happy!"
...
Amidst the gentle jazz, Ya Chen’s expression subtly shifted.
The major general next to him had been equally entranced, but upon seeing the Crown Prince’s expression, he immediately became stern: "Outrageous, this is not on our prepared playlist; how did such insipid music appear."
Just as he wanted to order a subordinate to investigate who was behind it, the pianist raised a delicate hand, and the final note abruptly stopped.
The soothing, romantic, gentle music had just ceased, and so did the hall fall into silence.
Just as everyone regretted the assumption that she had finished playing, her slender hand descended, gliding over the keys with a string of smooth notes, suddenly picking up the tempo.
Note after lively note flowed anew.
It turned out to be a song medley, transitioning into an upbeat jazz piece.
The more vibrant and sprightly music entirely boiled up the venue like a pot of boiling water!
A group of soldiers, stimulated by the music and the beautiful pianist, excitedly raised their beer glasses and cheered!
That lieutenant general remained dazed for a long time before regaining his composure, about to order his subordinates to stop when he heard Ya Chen raise a hand, calmly speaking—
