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Ye Jian and Ye Chen hid in the shadows, their eyes fixed on the scene not far away.
“This is the crown prince candidate favored by the Qi Emperor?” Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, his voice dripping with disdain. “He can’t even take a single move from our prince. Pathetic.”
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Ye Jian’s lips as he drawled, “In my opinion, the Qilan Kingdom might as well submit to our Xuanzhao. Under Qi Qingchen’s rule, the future of Qilan looks bleak.”
In every aspect, he paled in comparison to their prince. How could someone like him govern Qilan properly? He couldn’t understand why their future crown princess was still hovering around him!
As far as he was concerned, Yan Shiyao wasn’t worthy of their prince either, yet the Xuan King insisted on arranging their marriage.
“Brother Qi, are you alright?” Yan Shiyao looked at the wounds on Qi Qingchen’s body, her eyes reddening uncontrollably.
“Yao Yao, I’m fine.” Qi Qingchen turned his head, his gaze gentle as he looked at her.
Xuan Yanyu raised an eyebrow and abruptly swung his longsword, knocking away the sword Qi Qingchen had pointed at him.
“Xuan Yanyu.” Qi Qingchen gritted his teeth.
Yan Yuning looked up at the sky. If Luo Xuan found out Qi Qingchen was injured, she might go berserk again!
She couldn’t count on Xuan Yanyu either—there was a chance Luo Xuan would come after him tonight.
“Tsk, utterly useless.” Xuan Yanyu sneered.
Qi Qingchen’s expression darkened, his fingers clenching tightly. No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this before.
During his usual training sessions, the masters his father had hired for him would always lose to him in sparring. So why had he been unable to withstand even a single move from Xuan Yanyu today?
Could it be that those masters had been flattering him all along, deliberately letting him win?
Yan Shiyao bent down to pick up the fallen sword and raised her eyes to Xuan Yanyu. “Apologize to Brother Qi.”
Xuan Yanyu chuckled. Apologize? That was the funniest joke he’d heard in his twenty-two years of life.
Yan Yuning pursed her lips. She felt like she shouldn’t have listened to Fafa and come out to see this. The atmosphere was so weird—she was just a cannon fodder character. Please don’t drag her into this!
“Brother Yu, you were the one who injured Miss Luo. Isn’t it only right for Brother Qi to demand an apology? You shouldn’t have fought him over it.” Yan Shiyao tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword.
Xuan Yanyu’s lips curved into a smile, but his eyes were icy. “I injured her because she brought it upon herself. She deserved it.”
“I already told you, the wound on my hand was my own doing. It had nothing to do with Miss Luo. Why did you still hurt her?” Yan Shiyao’s chest heaved with anger, her voice trembling.
Xuan Yanyu glanced at her.
Yan Yuning raised an eyebrow. Huh? Did Xuan Yanyu attack Luo Xuan because of my sister?
Fafa: [Probably. In the original story, Xuan Yanyu cared deeply about Yan Shiyao’s life. Master, getting Xuan Yanyu to fall in love with you will be very difficult.]
[? Who said I want Xuan Yanyu to fall in love with me?!] Yan Yuning facepalmed.
She didn’t belong here. Sooner or later, she would return home. She wouldn’t fall in love with anyone in this world, nor did she want anyone to fall in love with her.
The word “love” was torturous. She didn’t want to suffer after returning to her own world, nor did she want others to suffer because of her.
She was clear-headed—she was going home. She wouldn’t stay in a strange world for anyone, especially not for a man.
Fafa: [? Master, then why are you always hovering around Xuan Yanyu?]
[I just think that, as humans, the longer we interact, the harder it’ll be for him to kill me. It’s like raising a pet—after a few months, you’d develop feelings for it too.]
She wasn’t sure when she’d be able to return, but as long as she stayed alive, there would always be a chance.
Fafa: [Master, what if he falls in love with you?]
Yan Yuning rolled her eyes. [You said it yourself—in the original story, he only cares about my sister!]
Fafa: [Oh, right~]
“Brother Qingchen.” Luo Xuan walked over, supported by a maid. Her face was pale, and she looked extremely frail.
Qi Qingchen stepped forward to steady her, sighing. “Ah Xuan, I told you to rest and recover. Why did you come out?”
Luo Xuan’s eyes were bloodshot. “Brother Qingchen, how could I just lie there when you’re injured?”
“I’m fine. But you’re frail—you need to rest properly,” Qi Qingchen sighed.
Luo Xuan gazed at him adoringly and said in a sweet voice, “Then will you accompany me back, Brother Qingchen?”
Qi Qingchen placed a hand on Luo Xuan’s shoulder, and she leaned weakly into his embrace. The two of them left together.
Yan Shiyao stared at their retreating figures, her eyes burning with unshed tears.
Xuan Yanyu’s lips curved slightly as his slender fingers tapped the hilt of his sword. He sheathed it and turned to leave.
But as he lifted his gaze, he met Yan Yuning’s beautiful eyes. His steps faltered.
Yan Yuning walked up to him, gave him a once-over, then strode toward Yan Shiyao. [Fafa, Qi Qingchen is no good! He’s not worthy of my sister. And Xuan Yanyu too—he didn’t even bother comforting her before turning to leave!]
Fafa: [Master, in the original story, Yan Shiyao never blamed Qi Qingchen because of Luo Xuan. She still loved him deeply.]
Fafa: [As for Xuan Yanyu? He’s quite contradictory. The book didn’t make it clear whether he actually liked Yan Shiyao or not.]
Yan Yuning was speechless. Her sister really…
If it were her, and Qi Qingchen walked away arm-in-arm with another girl right in front of her, she’d take back her love on the spot and never spare him another glance. Weren’t there maids around? Did he really need to be the one to support her?!
She hated wishy-washy men like this the most!
“Sister, the servants said the town near Taoyuan Manor is really lively. Come with me to take a look, okay?” Yan Yuning tugged at Yan Shiyao’s sleeve, acting coquettish.
A change of scenery would be good—better than letting her sister mope in her room.
A flicker of pain flashed in Yan Shiyao’s eyes, but she gently refused, “Ningning, I don’t really feel like going.”
“Sister, please? Come on!” Yan Yuning tilted her head and blinked playfully.
Xuan Yanyu raised an eyebrow, no longer in a hurry to leave.
Yan Shiyao had no choice but to nod helplessly.
Yan Yuning’s clear eyes sparkled with delight.
When they arrived in town, the streets were bustling with villagers, full of life and energy.
Stalls lined both sides of the long street, piled high with clusters of delicate, fresh peach blossoms. Other stalls displayed an array of exquisite peach blossom hairpins, so beautiful that Yan Yuning couldn’t help but gasp in admiration.
“Xuan Yanyu, I want to eat that.” The girl pointed at the peach blossom cakes on a stall.
She had come to rely on her sister, so she hadn’t brought any silver when leaving the estate—not that she had any to bring in the first place.
She’d just asked her sister, but Yan Shiyao had come out in a hurry and hadn’t brought any money either. Left with no choice, she could only ask Xuan Yanyu to buy it for her.
Xuan Yanyu lazily glanced at her, his voice low. “Is that even worth eating?”
Street food? Was it even edible? Wouldn’t it just upset her stomach?
Yan Yuning stared at the golden-brown peach blossom cakes, flecked with crushed petals, and swallowed hard.
“Xuan Yanyu, just one, okay?” The girl held up a single finger, her voice extra sweet.
“Hmm?” The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed slowly.
“Xuan Yanyu, you’re the best.”
“Xuan Yanyu, please~ Buy one for me~” She batted her big eyes, putting on a pitiful expression.
Yan Shiyao was about to say something to dissuade her when she saw Xuan Yanyu walk up to the stall, pay with a piece of silver, and hand the peach blossom cake to Yan Yuning.
Yan Yuning’s eyes curved into crescents as she showered Xuan Yanyu with honeyed praises.
Whether it was because of her flattery or something else, Xuan Yanyu soon found himself weaving through the stalls. Before long, Yan Yuning’s hands were filled with all kinds of delicious snacks.
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Dreamy Land[Translator]
Hey everyone! I hope you're enjoying what I'm translating. As an unemployed adult with way too much time on my hands and a borderline unhealthy obsession with novels, I’m here to share one of my all-time favorites. So, sit back, relax, and let's dive into this story together—because I’ve got nothing better to do!