The Blessed

"What on earth has happened five years ago?”

Looking at the bitter appearance of the two of them, Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help asking. They were talking about things of the imperial family, so he planned to keep silent. But now, apparently they were talking about his part now. He also wanted to know what had happened that year. Where did the two little buns come from? Given Yan Shengrui’s personality, he would never believe that he would rape a fourteen years old boy.

"Well…Liu, you tell him."

For the first time, Yan Shengrui couldn’t open his mouth before him. It was not that he didn’t know how to say it, but he felt too ashamed and had no balls to tell him, after all, he was the real victim, although he already felt so sorry for him.

"Me? Save it! That’s your thing. You should handle it yourself. Isn’t it your big day today? It’s most suitable to solve such kind of problem in bed!”

Zeng Shaoqing's anger was instantly nowhere to find, but replaced by absolute ‘expectations’. Would they allow them to tease them on their wedding night?

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With a cold sweep from Yan Shengrui, Zeng Shaoqing had a shudder, then hurriedly said, "Don’t do that, Nine. This thing involves your private domain, I am in no position to say that. You know how Jingxuan looked like at the time. Do you wish me to say it before Yunhan and Seven?”

Lord Zeng who was afraid of nothing between heaven and earth should be most afraid of this childhood friend.

Thinking that what he said made some sense, Yan Shengrui peeped at Ling Jingxuan whose face was as quiet as the water surface, then made up his mind and leaned by his ear, saying in whispers, “How about we talk about it some other time? I promise I was not on purpose. Trust me.”

When he spoke, Zeng Shaoqing could not help stretching his neck, ears pricking high, in contrast, Chu Yunhan and his son knew what was happening. Not everyone could see the joke of those two, or one would be so dead.

Ling Jingxuan cast a faint glance at Yan Shengrui who had regained his memories but still acted shamelessly in front of him, a warm feeling rose in his eyes, which then inexplicitly glanced over at Zeng Shaoqing, slightly curving his lips, “Well, it means that you had been chased after because of Chu Ci and Yan’er?”

Of course he shouldn’t let the outsiders see their joke, in cause his man would look shorter before his best buddy, Ling Jingxuan switched the topic unnoticeably.

"Hmm. Imperial sister-in-law, Seven, in a few days, my guards will arrive. I will ask them to escort you back. That promise I made you is still effective. But if you choose to keep escaping and something happens some day, I will take Seven away from the center of the storm. As for yourself, trying to escape is giving up on yourself. If you don’t even cherish yourself, I’m afraid I also can’t help.”

Letting go of Ling Jingxuan and turning to Chu Yunhan and his son, Yan Shengrui said deeply. On the surface, he sounded kind of cold-blooded, as least those words should come out of the mouth of him. Anyway, they were family, right? But, in fact, he was forced him to face it and get back what belonged to him, because, he still clearly remembered that his crown princess had chosen to assist Seven. With him on the back, the road to the throne for Seven would be much smoother.

"I know, sorry, Jingxuan, my name is not Chu Ci, but Chu Yunhan, Shengrui’s imperial sister-in-law. And My son is not called Chu Yan, he is the seventh prince Yan Xiaoming.”

Rarely, Chu Yunhan withdrew his usual coldness and looked over at Ling Jingxuan apologetically. It had taken him so much to get out of the palace. In order not to be found, also to say goodbye to the past, he gave himself the name Chu Ci (Pinyin Ci in Chinese is 辞，implying that he wanted to forget about the past.), but never expected that in only three years, he had to pick up what he had given up before. If possible, he really wanted to be called Chu Ci for his whole life, a common boss of a book shop in Datong Town.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

"Uncle Ling, I'm sorry, I lied to you, but, I like you calling me Yan’er, I mean it!”

Yan Xiaoming on one side also explained anxiously, in just less than an hour, his happiness had disappeared, he was really afraid that Uncle Ling and his two younger brothers would alienate him because of this.

"Hehe…are you silly or what? Why should you apologize? Whether you are Chu Ci or Chu Yunhan, Chu Yan or Yan Xiaoming, you are still that father and son I know. Other things are not important. Maybe not today. But before you leave, I need to talk to you alone.”

They would have died long ago if they hadn’t changed their names after having escaped from the palace, and he was not bored enough to be annoyed by such a thing.

"Well, there's also something I'd like to talk to you about. So, let’s say tomorrow."

Nodding, Chu Yunhan restored his cold appearance again, in his mind, Ling Jingxuan was more than Yan Shengrui’s crown princess, the most important thing was that he was his only friend, only he would talk his heart with him, only he would encourage him with his own way, only he would care about his Seven from the bottom of his heart.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, the knock on the door sound up, all people turned around, at the same time Ling Yun urged outside, "Master Sheng, Master Xuan, Magistrate and other guests are also arrived, so it’s time to go over.”

"Tell Jinghan we'll be right over."

"Yes."

Outside the door again sounded the footsteps which were walking away. Ling Jingxuan's eyes swept over at everyone on spot and finally landed on Yan Shengrui, picking his eyebrows while curving his lips slightly, "It’s not late to regret now. Like someone said, we haven’t gotten married.”

"Let’s go."

Face darkened, Yan Shengrui threw his dagger eyes at that ‘someone’, then grabbed his hand and stood up. He would never regret even if he did. Finally he could marry him. He’d have his head squeezed by the iron gate if he’d let him slip away now!

Zeng Shaoqing who once again became the cannon folder shrank his neck. Seeing that Chu Yunhan and his son also got up, he dropped those messy thoughts and also hurriedly stood up. He had a lot of things to talk to Yunhan. Going back to the palace? If possible, he’d rather take them to a place no one could find them!

"What’s that?”

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