Elope (4)
Unable to watch her husband die from curiosity anymore, Mu Mingtang leaned over and whispered about the relationship between Jiang Mingwei and Ye Luyan. Xie Xuanchen, who finally understood the situation, stated. âHmm⦠No wonder the four of them were acting so awkward. Thatâs also why that future Princess from Beirong was hostile towards Jiang Mingwei.â
âWhy donât I know anything about it?â Xie Xuanchen couldnât believe that he didnât know such an interesting thing.
âOh~ Havenât you heard that old people canât keep up with the trendâ¦â
âOld⦠and me? Iâm not that old. Even Xie Xuanji is only a month or two younger than me. Mingtang, you should open your eyes and see⦠Donât be misled by Ye Luyanâs appearance. He is actually older than me.â
Mu Mingtang was still sceptical as she asked suspiciously, âReally?â
âAsk Ye Luyan how old he is if you donât believe me. Ye Luyan is actually very old. Although people in Beirong appear young, they are older than they look.â Xie Xuanchen was annoyed by his wifeâs doubtful gaze.
After giving it some thought, she had an odd feeling: âThen why do I always feel like you are old?â
âThatâs because I became well known quickly,â Xie Xuanchen sighed deeply as he said helplessly, âBecoming famous too soon is also a burden. I have a long history of fame, but people just donât realise that I am still very young.â
Mu Mingtang couldnât bear hearing those words. She glanced at the annoying Xie Xuanchen and said, âShut up!â
After receiving a scolding, Xie Xuanchen decided to let it go. The two of them continued to walk while conversing. Soon, they entered the banquet hall.
Xie Xuanchen inquired, âWhy did you wait so long outside? I decided to go look for you when I couldnât find you here.â
âThe meal hadnât started yet, and the palace was too stuffy, so I decided to just stroll outside for a while,â Mu Mingtang replied.
After Xie Xuanchen heard it, he asked softly, âIs it because I was inside the hall, so you didnât want to come back?â
Ye Luyan was meeting with the prime minister and others when he heard a voice speaking softly in the distance. That voice belonged to their nightmare. So, he quickly turned his head, only to find Xie Xuanchen standing there with Mu Mingtang and happily conversing with her.
âSo, it was really Xie Xuanchen who spoke just now?â
Ye Luyanâs heart was crushed, and for a while, he didnât want to accept the truth. Xie Xuanchen was known for being fierce. Even the offspring of the Beirong were aware of Xie Xuanchenâs reputation as God of Killing, although he had never directly fought Beirong. He was often portrayed as a monster with a ghost face and fangs, three heads, and six arms in Beirongâs nursery songs.
When Ye Luyan saw Xie Xuanchen at the Lantern Festival, the first impression was that Xie Xuanchen was a delicate, handsome nobleman, and nobody thought such a delicate man would be Xie Xuanchen, the God of Killing.
After that incident, Ye Luyan persuaded himself not to judge a person by his appearance. But now, when Xie Xuanchenâs soft words floated into Ye Luyanâs ears, his mentality collapsed yet again.
âCould it be that Xie Xuanchen is actually just a normal young man with delicate feelings?â