No matter what, Su Xingyan found it hard to believe that Han Jing truly wanted to break off the engagement.
Han Jing liked him so much, doing everything possible to marry him. How could she sincerely want to call it off? Su Xingyan didn’t believe it at all.
Han Jing couldn’t be bothered to explain so much to him. With Su Xingyan’s intelligence, Han Jing really thought that being his opponent was a waste of emotion.
Ignoring Su Xingyan, Han Jing turned and slowly walked away.
Su Xingyan wanted to catch up, but looking at Han Jing’s overly thin and weak back, he felt oddly troubled, with an indescribable heaviness in his heart.
At this moment, he didn’t know what he was missing, and by the time he found out, everything would be too late to make amends.
They hadn’t walked far. Han Jing initially planned to go straight back, but halfway through, she thought since she was already out, she might as well stroll around before returning; walking was a form of exercise too.
Moreover, the weather was indeed nice today.
However, as she walked, she suddenly paused.
Having once been an assassin with a superpower, her professional habit made her instinctively stay vigilant at all times.
Now that her body had improved and wasn’t as weak as before, her senses had also become much sharper.
From a distance, she suddenly heard a slight sound wave in the air, and it was from someone she knew.
Han Jing was puzzled. That voice — if she wasn’t mistaken, was it Mother? Why would she be here?
Looking at the slightly remote woods ahead, Han Jing was a bit confused.
She hesitated for a moment. Though eavesdropping wasn’t exactly ethical, she couldn’t help but be curious. What if Mother really had something important? Maybe... she could help?
Han Jing restrained her presence. Her Water Ability allowed her to freely manipulate the water element in the air. Although the distance was a bit far, by amplifying the sound waves with water molecules and reflecting them back to her, she could easily eavesdrop openly from such a distance.
Thus, Han Jing had no sense of guilt about eavesdropping, leaning lazily against a tree, ears pricked to listen to sounds that she shouldn’t have been able to hear from her position.
On the other side, completely unaware, Su Yaogeng was facing someone she didn’t want to face at all.
The Empress had called upon the accompanying ladies and young misses for a chat in the palace, which she found boring. So, she stepped out for a walk, intending to check if Su Xingyan, that bastard, had bullied their Jing’er, only to stumble upon someone she didn’t wish to meet.
"When did you return?" Facing this person who shouldn’t have been there, Su Yaogeng felt an indescribable sensation.
It had been so long since they last saw each other, yet upon meeting, it felt as if the past events occurred just yesterday as if they had just parted.
But in reality, everything had changed. It was familiar yet unfamiliar.
Standing opposite her was a man with a resolute expression, possessing an air of authority without anger, tinged with fierceness and the scent of blood; clearly a veteran of the battlefield.
His voice was somewhat hoarse and deep: "Returned a couple of days ago. Because of a hunting expedition, the Emperor decreed that I come here first to make arrangements."