Yelyu Erlun: "?"
What?
How is it suddenly late? Isn’t it just past noon?
Also, as the congratulatory envoy from the Great Xia, isn’t it against protocol for him not to stay in the Royal Palace but to go to the General Mansion instead?
Upon hearing this, Yun Chunnuan’s first reaction was also to refuse, "Prince..."
As soon as she started speaking, the man beside her interrupted.
Yelyu Lie, watching the man rise gracefully and elegantly, smiled slightly, "The General Mansion is ready to welcome you anytime."
Yun Chunnuan looked at her husband in shock, her eyes writing: Are you inviting a wolf into the house?
The man smiled, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "Put a sack over his head."
What?
Put a sack over his head?
Yun Chunnuan blinked, and in a second she understood her husband’s meaning!
Putting a sack over someone’s head sounds great! She liked it!
Her plump lips curved up, with dimples blooming at the corners.
Straight into the heart.
Yelyu Lie winked at the little darling, and his clear eyes were filled entirely with her.
Neither of them said a word, but in their smiles and gestures, pink bubbles were all around as if an impenetrable barrier was erected around them.
A single look, and they could understand each other’s unspoken intentions.
Ying Ce’s footsteps suddenly paused.
The folding fan in his hand was almost crushed.
Again...
Too late?
No.
Impossible.
He, Ying Ce, never loses?
If lost, just snatch it back.
As long as she’s there, as long as it’s her...
His thin lips carried a gentle smile, as if the momentary lapse was someone else’s.
Walking past the two of them, his clear voice reached Yun Chunnuan’s ears, "Little Seventh, even if your little uncle comes from afar to congratulate you in person, can your eyes only accommodate Yelyu the General?"
You used to love clinging to your little uncle.
Indeed, a grown woman can’t be kept.
This remark left Yelyu Lie surprised.
With furrowed brows, he looked at the man standing dazzlingly in the sunlight.
Standing in the sun, clad in white, his skin as fair as snow, it seemed as if he was enveloped in a halo, making it hard to look away after just one glance.
Such is the appearance of an immortal.
But this statement only deepened Yelyu Lie’s doubts.
Could it be that he was overthinking?
This man harbors no affection for the little darling?
Otherwise, which man would joke like this about the woman he likes?
"Obey the father at home, obey the husband after marriage, from the moment the prince personally sent me out of Great Xia, it was the destined result."
No matter what intentions the Regent King harbored towards the Little Princess, his history of playing the sea king and treating the Little Princess like a kept fish isn’t false.
Using the Little Princess was also not false.
Yun Chunnuan held no good opinion of him.
Even if that face is stunningly beautiful, the fact that it’s on this person evokes her disgust.
Ying Ce watched from afar the radiant young girl in red.
The alienation and coldness in her eyes, coupled with disdain and hatred, were clearly visible to him.
Unseen by others, under his wide sleeve, the clenched fist trembled.
Personally sent off...
Personally...
The man’s smile was gentle, showing no trace of anger, "Did I speak too much? Is Little Seventh unwelcoming of an uncle visiting your home?"
In theory, upon seeing the one you hold dear, no amount of resentment would cause such disregard.
Yet he seemed indifferent, unbothered.
Yun Chunnuan frowned, feeling this Regent King was rather odd.
In the Little Princess’s memory, he was also this warm and courteous. Yet, beneath his gentle facade lay alienation, coldness, devoid of any true feeling.
As if the Little Princess was merely a pawn, a sacrificial piece he could discard at will.
But at this moment...
Yun Chunnuan couldn’t quite put her finger on it, only feeling it strange.
This side of Ying Ce even made her wonder if she had misunderstood the Little Princess’s memories?
This Regent King of the Great Xia might have regarded the Little Princess as a younger relative would, unsure how to reject her admiration gracefully, given his gentle demeanor.
So, to quash the Little Princess’s infatuation, did he resolve to send her to Bianliao for marriage alliance?
But what about that letter exchanging heartfelt confessions on the way?
Yun Chunnuan was truly confused...
Just then, her soft little hand was gently squeezed by a rough thumb.
She snapped out of it, hearing the man beside her smile knowingly, "How could it be? It’s our privilege for the Prince to choose to stay at the General Mansion from afar, right, Nuannuan?"
Yun Chunnuan: "!"
Confusion!
This encounter! Unbelievable!
A strangely behaving Regent King already had her questioning reality!
Why did her husband suddenly start speaking so refinedly?
With his temperament, when the Regent King said he wanted to stay at the General Mansion, he should have exploded!
But when her husband mentioned the sack over the head, it meant he wanted to beat him up to vent.
That, she understood.
But... ever since they left the General Mansion...
No, it started even before they entered the palace; his behavior and actions were peculiar!
Husband, what’s going on with you, Husband?
Husband, are you alright, Husband?
If this weren’t the Royal Palace, Yun Chunnuan would surely tiptoe, placing her little hand on her husband’s forehead...
"Nuannuan?"
"Hmm? Right!" Yun Chunnuan snapped back to her senses when he squeezed her little hand.
"That’s great."
Ying Ce smiled lightly, stepping lazily across the jade steps.
The more he exhibited carefree abandon, the more he appeared arrogant and unrestrained, bold and reckless.
When only the King of Bianliao remained in the hall, he angrily exclaimed, "The Great Xia Emperor, too much bullying! First, sending an arrogant and extravagant Seventh Princess! Then a presumptuous Regent King! Dammit, does he think Bianliao has no one to resist?"
The eunuch attending to him shivered internally, quickly reassuring, "Your Majesty, how could Bianliao be devoid of talent? The Mighty General, he’s someone all emperors fear!"
"What do you know! That rascal’s already been seduced by the arrogant Great Xia Princess! Dammit! I’d rather that Ying Ce brat take everyone and get lost far away from Bianliao!"
As he cursed furiously, Yelyu Erlun’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he waved over the attending eunuch...
Meanwhile, Yun Chunnuan and the other two had already exited the palace gate.
The carriage awaited on the Imperial Road. Holding the Barbarian General’s hand, she was about to board the carriage, completely ignoring that so-called Regent King.
As the man helped her onto the carriage, intending to reach back to assist him, she noticed the striking figure in white leisurely approaching.
"My carriage is small, only fitting two people. Prince, please take your own," she decisively thwarted his thoughts before he could speak.
"I am slender and won’t take up much space," he smiled innocently, unaffected.
Those pitch-black eyes, pure and innocent like a child’s, were hard to refuse.
But Yun Chunnuan was definitely not moved by him...