Chapter 23: Yi, It Seems I’m Starting to Miss You a Little
Wan Qi Haoyu snorted coldly in his heart, disagreeing with Huoyue’s claims. After adjusting his sleeve, he led Qingzhu further inside. With a flick of his sleeve, a gust of energy swept forth, heading straight toward Shangguan Ning. The force was so powerful that stones flew and dust scattered wherever it passed, revealing the formidable inner strength concealed within this man.
“Young master, be careful!” Huoyue anxiously stepped in front of Shangguan Ning, drawing his sword to sever the energy flow. This man’s internal power was profound, and the young master’s martial skills could not be exposed. Though he couldn’t completely block it, if he cut off the energy stream and dispersed the inner strength, then the remaining force could shield the young master, ensuring his safety.
A low, sinister whisper came from behind Shangguan Ning’s ear: “Step aside. It’s a trap. His intention is...” Before the words were finished, the energy flow abruptly changed direction, rushing straight toward the carriage’s storage compartment, where all the goods the princess had bestowed were kept!
With a sudden bang, the carriage split in two!
The storage compartment suffered even greater damage; splintered wood and debris scattered like a sudden explosion of fireworks. Immediately followed by the cracking sounds of shattered antiques, all the relics inside were broken beyond recognition, even the calligraphy and paintings torn into countless fragments.
Shangguan Ning caught a piece of the flying painting and gazed at the disappearing figure and the closing prison gate. The man in the scarlet robe suddenly let out a dark, bitter laugh.
His internal energy surged explosively. The fragments of paintings that had already fallen to the ground rose one by one, fluttering like golden butterflies dancing around him. His silvery hair floated in the air, forming a mesmerizing arc, exuding an eerie charm like a demonic sprite risen from the depths of hell.
“Wan Qi Haoyu, we’ve known each other for years. What I despise most is your sanctimonious facade. I always thought you’d remain calm and unshaken no matter what happened. Yet... heh, I never imagined the one who stirs your heart would be her. Now, if that woman also harbors feelings for you, does that mean I’ve caught you both in a compromising position?”
Outside, dark waves surged beneath the surface, but inside the prison, the scene was unusually calm.
“Princess, I really don’t understand why this place is decorated so lavishly,” Xiangcao finally could no longer hold back her curiosity and voiced the question she’d been pondering for days. Ever since the princess’s incident, she had bribed the prison warden and sneaked in to ensure the princess’s safety.
“Some people wish to see me suffer, to watch me falter. But I refuse. Instead, I want to make their hearts ache with the sting of frustration.” Yun Qiange sat at the table, eating the spicy boiled fish Shangguan Ning had brought her in small bites. The taste was quite good.
Xiangcao nodded vaguely, but then suddenly recalled something and hurriedly said, “Princess, you know very well those things were moved from Murong Xi’s room. How could you give them to that fool Shangguan Ning?”
“It’s nothing. Murong Xi rarely comes back to the manor anyway. Even if he notices a few things missing, it won’t matter; he isn’t short of money for a few trinkets.” Speaking of Murong Xi made Yun Qiange’s anger flare up. She bit down fiercely on a rib bone, the sharp crack resonating.
Just over a territory, and he dared to demand a sixty-forty split? Such a swindler! If he didn’t bleed a little, she wouldn’t be Yun Qiange.
Thinking again of that handsome man with silvery hair, her eyes darkened. Shangguan Ning... perhaps she could pull him out from the depths of hatred, which might also be a kind of salvation for her own past self.
A crushing suffocating sensation overwhelmed her at that moment, making it hard to breathe. If she had spared herself back then, spared Wen Junyi, would everything have been different?
She forced a smile, but the once delicious meal suddenly lost all flavor.
Wen Junyi...
Yi...
Yi...
It seemed she was beginning to miss him...