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Evil Emperor’s Wild Consort (Web Novel) - Chapter 1780 - Side Story: Xue'er And Xun'er (23)
Chapter 1780: Side Story: Xue’er And Xun’er (23)
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Imperial Palace.
A yellow-clad Zuo Long was sitting upright in the Imperial Study. A young man dressed in embroidered robes was sitting below him.
This young man was particularly handsome with features that were soft and reserved. However, his eyes were like those of a venomous snake’s and cause one to feel uncomfortable. A single look from him felt like a poisonous snake had entwined itself around one’s neck, making it hard to breathe.
“Sir Yan, don’t worry. We have summoned Huang’er and she should be making her way to the palace soon. You may take her away then.”
The man addressed as Sir Yan nodded gently as his doleful eyes turned to look out of the study with a sense of impatience in his gaze.
Zuo Long looked anxious as well. He could not understand what that damned girl, Feng Qianhuan was doing. It was taking so long for her to come to the palace!
If Sir Yan gets angry and turned the Imperial Palace upside down, not even a few of her lifetimes could pay that price!
Just as Zuo Long was deep in thought, a magnificent red-robed figure glided into the study. She was like a rose adorned with thorns, breathtakingly beautiful yet dangerous…
Yan Zichen’s gloomy gaze softened when he laid his eyes upon Feng Qianhuan. He stared fixedly at her as if he was carving the young girl’s beautiful features into his mind. His eyes only beheld her existence.
Perhaps that small glimpse from several months ago had destined him to become entrapped for the rest of his life.
However, he would gladly endure this hardship.
“Lady Feng.”
Yan Zichen’s gloomy coldness changed and his features lit up with a thin smile. “Long time no see. You…”
Feng Qianhuan raised her brow as she looked at Yan Zichen and asked, “Do I know you?”
That one question implied that she was not acquainted with Yan Zichen at all. Everything else had stemmed from Yan Zichen’s one-sided passion!
Yan Zichen’s expression sank. No woman he had ever wanted had slipped through his fingers before!
However, he had not wanted to force Feng Qianhuan with threats and had hoped that she could love him wholeheartedly.
“We had met several months ago.” Yan Zichen chuckled. “I didn’t think that you’d have forgotten about me.”
“Oh.” Feng Qianhuan looked enlightened all of a sudden. “Sorry, it’s hard for me to remember anyone who is unimportant to me.”
She had not remembered Yan Zichen as he was not someone who was important to her.
Yan Zichen’s features turned cold. How could ignore the fact that this woman was turning him away at every word?
On the other hand, how could he give up so easily?
“Impudence!” Zuo Long’s expression turned chilly. “Zuo Qianhuan, Sir Yan had journeyed from a great distance to see you and this is how you treat him?”
Zuo Qianhuan?
Feng Qianhuan really felt like laughing when she heard the words.
She did not hold her laughter back as her red lips curled into a disdainful angle. “My apologies, I’ve long cast you out from my genealogy. My name is Feng Qianhuan!”
“You…”
Zuo Long was furious. He was about to rage at her when he was cut off by the young girl’s impatient voice.
“Forgive me but I’m here to look for Chen’er. Where have you taken Chen’er? Hand him over immediately!”
Zuo Long laughed icily when he saw the anxious look in the young girl’s eyes. “You want to see Chen’er? Fine but you must marry Sir Yan first. As long as you marry Sir Yan, We will return Zuo Chen to you safe and sound! Otherwise, you can just wait to collect his body!”
Feng Qianhuan’s heart throbbed violently. She narrowed her scarlet eyes which flashed with a dangerous light as she said, “Zuo Chen is your own son yet you’re using his life to threaten me?”
This man was cold-hearted to this degree! His heart would only ever hold ambition but not kinship!
