Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 356 Sweet

Xie Yuyan looked at Wang Yan. How come she only mentioned an old friend, but Wang Yan said "the person is no longer here"? Wang Huai was not even born yet, and he was already gone in his uncle's mouth. This is too tragic.
Xie Yuyan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of this.

Wang Yan's expression darkened further: "Am I wrong?"

Xie Yuyan felt that Wang Yan at this moment was like a jar of black kerosene, about to explode if lit. She tried to suppress her smile and solemnly said, "Yes."

Even so, he noticed that she was being so perfunctory, even with the tips of her eyebrows.

Seeing that Lord Wang's brows were still furrowed, and that Wang Yan was like a cat that had not been comforted, Xie Yuyan unconsciously reached out her other hand and stroked his head. When she realized what she was doing, she was a little surprised. It turned out that the prime minister's head was not something that could be touched.

His hair was stiffer than I expected, but it wasn't prickly. And as I stroked it, his face relaxed.

“I don’t remember the past,” Xie Yuyan said. “Even if I see old friends again, they won’t be the same as before.” She couldn’t tell the whole story of the past, so she could only put it another way, wondering if Wang Yan would understand.

Xie Yuyan was about to pull her hand back when Wang Yan grabbed it. His hand guided hers, landing on his cheek. Xie Yuyan's fingers trembled slightly, and she instinctively curled up.

Their eyes remained locked, neither looking away.

Gradually, she seemed to get used to this movement. Her fingers spread out, and she could feel his temperature under her palm, as hot as hers.

Xie Yuyan could clearly feel her heart beating very fast, completely out of her control.

A smile appeared on his face, like a ray of warm sunshine shining through the morning light.

In fact, from the very beginning, Xie Yuyan knew that she shouldn't be so close to Wang Yan. In her previous life, she had already gotten used to not relying on anyone. If she could do it all over again, she should be more carefree and independent, not bound by anyone.

But the most fatal thing is that, even though you know it, you clearly watch yourself sink deeper and deeper into depravity.

Emotions are neither right nor wrong, nor can they be judged as winners or losers.

Wasn't Wang Yan in the same boat? If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to meet her in the carriage either. After all, he had been wary of her from the very beginning.

The feeling of being unable to control one's own destiny is not something she is experiencing alone... and it is precisely because of this that they become even closer.

Their many similarities are like a thread connecting them.

After she lowered her hand, his ear tips were indeed red. Wang Yan had never been so reluctant to part with her. Deep down, he wanted to be closer to her and wanted to send the carriage to the Wang family right now, take her hand and come to his parents, and tell them that he wanted to marry her and make her his wife.

If only everything could be this simple.

To stay with her until we grow old together.

In fact... this is already excellent; he cannot ask for more.

"It smells delicious." Wang Yan looked at the pile of food boxes in the carriage.

“I bought these for Qin Ge’er,” Xie Yuyan said. “I ordered some of each kind of pastry.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan's eyes flashed with surprise: "Bianjing has so many pastries?"

He has been with Prime Minister Wang in Bianjing for many years, surely he doesn't even know this?

Xie Yuyan asked, "Would you like to try some?"

As it turned out, Wang Yan not only wanted to try it, but he also had quite an appetite for it.

Xie Yuyan held a rice cake in her hand and fed it to Wang Yan, watching him eat with relish. His breath occasionally brushed against the back of her hand, warm and ticklish.

When things quieted down, it gave her a better chance to observe him closely.

A straight, prominent nose, rosy lips, downcast eyes...

Wang Yan was indeed extremely handsome.

Recalling his past life, Prime Minister Wang was old, but his demeanor remained elegant, and his eyes were always exceptionally bright. Several talented individuals had emerged from the Wang clan, but none could compare to Wang Yan.

Xie Yuyan was lost in thought and didn't notice that the rice cake was brought too close, and his fingers accidentally touched Xie Yuyan's lips.

As if burned, Xie Yuyan immediately withdrew his hand, and after what had just happened... his lips seemed even redder.

A moment later, Wang Yan came to his senses and felt that this rice cake was sweeter than any he had ever eaten before.

"There's one last bite," Wang Yan said. "Don't waste it." The small piece of rice cake in her hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Xie Yuyan sighed inwardly, never expecting that she would end up like this.

The carriage stopped.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Wang Yan could not go back with Xie Yuyan; he still had many official duties to attend to, and he could not expose her whereabouts because of this.

"How much longer do we have to wait?" Wang Yan asked in a low voice.

This statement is relevant.

On the surface, Xie Yuyan was able to answer: "Now that the He family is in trouble, things will be calm on the Bian River for a while. I will take the opportunity to buy boats and build a fleet."

Wang Yan understood: "Wait until the coal arrives in the capital."

Xie Yuyan smiled and said, "It might not be that late. Perhaps... many people will be looking forward to seeing me then."

After a while, Wang Yan reluctantly let go of Xie Yuyan's hand.

"I am leaving."

He'd better leave now before anyone notices the carriage.

Xie Yuyan nodded, watching him get up, bend down, and lift the carriage curtain.

She suddenly wanted to ask him to stay and have dinner with her in the courtyard before returning to the Wang family home.

But she managed to restrain herself.

Revealing her relationship with Wang Yan rashly could put them both in danger.

“Wang Yan,” Xie Yuyan said, “be extra careful.”

She rarely called him by his name, and this was the first time she had called him by it so naturally.

"Don't worry," Wang Yan turned his head and said softly, "my wife."

After Wang Yan left, the carriage continued on its way.

With one less person, the carriage felt inexplicably colder.

Xie Yuyan looked around and saw a purse on a brocade cushion.

Xie Yuyan picked up the purse, and a faint fragrance wafted from it. He took it out and found it was a string of incense beads. Without Wang Yan saying anything, Xie Yuyan knew that he had made it himself.

Each bead was polished to a high shine. Upon closer inspection, Xie Yuyan discovered a fingerprint clearly imprinted on one of the beads.

She couldn't help but smile and reached out to stroke it.

This was left behind by Wang Yan on purpose.

It's really unique.

……

Tang Xing, standing outside the car, barely dared to breathe, especially when Wang Yan left; he felt his eyeballs twitching involuntarily.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he quickly looked up and confirmed Wang Yan's identity.

It was said that the young man was devoted to Taoist cultivation and did not want to marry, but now it seems that these were all rumors.

Judging from the way the young master looks today, he can't wait to take her home immediately.

No wonder, when he made his father and son obey the eldest daughter-in-law's orders, his beloved naturally trusted him without reservation.

Tang Xing only blamed his husband for not making things clear beforehand.

Just as he was pondering this, he heard a voice behind him say, "Don't talk nonsense."