Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 383 The Young Master
When Xie Yuyan questioned her, Xie Erniang had just been frightened and her emotions had not yet calmed down, so she did not care to hide her true feelings.

She stood there stunned, and when she realized it was Sanskrit, she was filled with panic and fear.

Panic is the realization that you are unable to handle the situation at hand.

Fear is the thought of the possible consequences.

Xie Yuyan looked at her through the veil.

The hanging gauze curtains, like a thin mist, flowed between the two people. One had clear eyes and a faint smile on his face.

One of them had a tense face, full of resistance and panic, as if he were experiencing a nightmare.

She emerged from the darkness, her figure becoming clearer; yet it felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on her shoulders, threatening to break her spine.

Before she even revealed her true form, she was already suffering repeated defeats.

mūrkha, an ignorant person, unaware of who he has become or who he is facing, so where does he get the courage to stand before her?

Wang Yan looked at Xie Yuyan. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could imagine what Xie Erniang looked like just now.

Xie Erniang was unaware of who she had encountered. She alone was not enough to make Ayan reveal her true colors; she was merely a small fry in this net.

The more effort the Xie family put into turning her into Xie Erniang, the more they will regret it in the future.

However... if Ayan isn't here, the Xie family will succeed.

If that's really the case, who would know that beneath the Xie family's prosperity, there was a woman who was kidnapped and sold into a ghost marriage, and a pitiful woman who was tortured to death? What did they go through? Who took their lives?

Ayan never mentioned these things, but Wang Yan knew that she remembered every single one of them.

Just like Yang Liulang, she wanted to seek justice for him in the end. After getting away, she immediately asked the yamen whether they had obtained a confession and exonerated Yang Liulang.

But she also has her own set of rules, and she will not be swayed by anyone unless she is willing to do so.

Confident people are stubborn and only follow their own path.

Being clever means seeing through everything too early and being too lazy to cater to falsehoods, which appears as indifference to others.

In those powerful families that only care about profit, everything is a pawn. Those who don't want to be pawns are valued at a high price. What they have to do is constantly restrain and suppress them, wear down those who are "unruly," and make them completely useful to the family. Along the way, she must have suffered a lot.

Wang Yan subconsciously reached out and stroked Xie Yuyan's head. The woman before him seemed to have transformed back to the way she looked when they met in the forest ten years ago.

A pair of bright eyes concealed the falsehood in his words, deceiving him into walking alone into the depths of the forest.

He also felt resentful and bitter because of her deception.

But now, he feels fortunate.

In those struggles and suppressions, one must learn countless methods to protect oneself and to become fearsome.

Fortunately, despite their best efforts, they could not make her yield; she remained true to herself.

Some people can become tactful in the face of setbacks, while others can remain sharp and passionate.

Ayan is clearly the latter.

Wang Yan regretted it somewhat. Back in Daming Prefecture, he thought he had seen through her, and because of her intelligence, he assumed she had ulterior motives.

He almost missed the right answer because of his arrogance.

Xie Yuyan felt a warmth on her head. His hand gently stroked the top of her head, his fingers caressing it softly and slowly.

Xie Yuyan thought she would hate this kind of touch. When she was a child, her grandmother's hand would fall on her head, and although her smile was kind, it was mostly a reminder and warning.

If you want to have your children around, you have to follow the rules.

But now it's different. His touch is very gentle, using a soothing and protective gesture to calm her mind.

A feeling of unfamiliarity.

It sent a slight tingling sensation through her fingertips. After a long while, he finally lowered his hand, but his arm rested on her waist, gently pulling her into his embrace.

Xie Yuyan closed her eyes, letting his warm breath envelop her.

Only when she was with Wang Yan could she completely relax and temporarily put many things out of her mind and stop thinking about them.

“She’s not Xie Erniang,” Wang Yan said, “so…”

Xie Yuyan nodded: "I am." Without needing much explanation, Wang Yan understood what she meant.

“I don’t remember anything from the past,” Xie Yuyan said, “but I can guess the outcome by following the clues.”

"Then Xie Erniang must be looking for the scriptures copied by Xie Laotaijun or Xie Wenjing in the Sutra Repository." She watched as Xie Erniang headed straight for the scriptures offered by the believers.

Why is Xie Erniang checking these things?
Only those who feel guilty are afraid of revealing their weaknesses.

"Perhaps that scripture is a threat to her impersonating Xie Erniang."

Wang Yan said, "I will send a few people to search the Sutra Repository and retrieve all the scriptures related to the Xie family."

The copied Buddhist scriptures will always have the believer's name written on them at the end, and they can be found given enough time.

The two were still talking when they heard Madam Yu's voice from outside: "Madam, the temple is coming to deliver vegetarian food."

After the vegetarian meal, it's time for evening prayers, which is also when the nuns give sermons to the devotees. People will definitely come to the meditation room.

Xie Yuyan looked at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan remained unmoved, and instead tightened his grip on her arm.

He had only exchanged a few words, so naturally he didn't want to leave.

“The Emperor wants to invite Master Zhiyuan to the capital,” Wang Yan said in a low voice. “When I first heard the Emperor say it, I didn’t think much of it, but now I miss the Master very much.”

If Master Zhiyuan were here, he wouldn't have to leave in such a hurry. Even if someone came to disturb him, the master could help them distract the person.

Xie Yuyan guessed what Wang Yan was thinking and couldn't help but laugh, "If Master Zhiyuan knew what you were thinking, he would definitely not want to come to the capital."

Wang Yan lowered his voice and said, "Actually, it doesn't necessarily have to be him."

Xie Yuyan was somewhat surprised: "Why?"

A smile slowly spread across Wang Yan's eyes: "As long as my wife can get married, why would I need anyone else?"

Xie Yuyan finally managed to look away from Wang Yan's eyes, which were as bright as stars.

After a long while, a cough came from outside.

Xie Yuyan then got up and pulled Wang Yan, saying, "Lord Wang, it's time to go."

How could she possibly move him?

Wang Yan remained still, simply watching her.

"king……"

"Lang Jun."

If a direct confrontation doesn't work, then we have to resort to tricks.

As soon as she said that, the pulling force on her hand loosened, and the person sitting there stood up with the help of her pull.

Xie Yuyan released his grip upon seeing this.

But the next moment, she felt a tightness around her waist, her feet left the ground, and she was lifted up, suddenly becoming several centimeters taller than Wang Yan.

"you……"

Xie Yuyan lowered her eyes, just as Wang Yan raised his head and met his clear eyes. For some reason, the anger that had just risen in her chest instantly vanished.