Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 342: Can it be protected?

After taking back his cane, the old emperor stood up with a sullen face and left. Noticing that the little princess was still giving Chen Xuan a look, he stepped between the two and said unhappily, "Hurry up, hurry up. It's almost dark. You've been out all day and there are still many memorials waiting to be dealt with when you get back."

"The sun is still high in the sky, how can it be dark already?" Chen Xuan said habitually.

The old emperor pretended not to hear and glared at him, saying, "If you don't leave now, my little cabbage will run away with you."

With a faint smile, the little princess waved to Chen Xuan and said, "Let's go, you should go back early too."

"I'll come play with you later," Chen Xuan said, waving his hand and deliberately winking at the old emperor to annoy him.

The old emperor felt his hands itching and wanted to hit him on the forehead with his cane again. He pulled the little princess, snorted and left.

They were traveling incognito, and were protected by many people, both openly and secretly. There were several innate masters among them, and among them, Eunuch Wang was as powerful as Liu Zhenwei, who was killed by Chen Xuan.

Looking at their departing backs, Chen Xuan did not feel much loss. He just felt that this day was quite interesting. The emperor, who was so high and mighty, actually had such a side to him.

Then the old emperor's cane is also very interesting. It looks ordinary, but actually has another mystery. Chen Xuan has used it before, and it clearly contains the means of the grandmaster level. If it is released at the critical moment, it is enough to kill any innate master in seconds!
It’s normal to think about it. How could the emperor not have some means of self-protection?
In fact, as long as Chen Xuan wanted to, he could silently erase the master's skills on the cane. However, even though he and the old emperor had been arguing with each other all the time, no matter how unreasonable he was, he would never do such a wicked thing.

After they left, Chen Xuan also walked down the mountain. The food in Xiaoxuan Palace was quite delicious. He felt a little full. He would come here often in the future. He just didn't know if he could eat such delicious food as today.

When she came here, she was driving a luxury BMW, and the little princess was talking and smiling softly. But she was interrupted by Lao Deng, and had to go back alone. She remembered this "grudge".

When Chen Xuan leisurely arrived at the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, he saw the little princess and the old emperor getting on the same low-key carriage. The seemingly ordinary pedestrians and tourists around them were actually mostly guards.

The little princess who stepped on a stool to get on the bus noticed Chen Xuan and waved goodbye from afar.

Upon seeing this, the old emperor blew his beard and glared at him, "Boy, you're not done yet, are you? We've already gone home, and you're still following us? Don't tell me you happened to come here from all those routes!"

"It's just a coincidence. Who can I complain to? I have to go home. This way is shorter." Chen Xuan explained with his hands spread out. This is not a private matter. There are many people around watching. He should save some face for the old emperor. After all, he looks old. If he continues like before, he will definitely be criticized.

Pointing at Chen Xuan with his cane, the old emperor snorted, "You'd better..."

As he said this, he pushed the little princess's head back into the carriage in a bad mood. He also went up angrily, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.

Chen Xuan shrugged and didn't care. Just as he was about to leave, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him and asked in surprise: "Sang... Young Master, why are you here?"

When the sound appeared, there was also a brisk footstep approaching quickly.

Chen Xuan didn't care at first, thinking it was someone else's call. But when he heard the word "sang" (missing), and the voice sounded familiar, he turned around and saw that he actually knew the person. He said perfunctorily, "It's you. This place isn't yours, so why can't I be here?"

The one who came to talk to her was Zheng Wanxi. They had met once when they passed by Niu Shou Mountain that day. Chen Xuan had a really bad first impression of her, so when they met again this time, he was indifferent to her. It was definitely not because the little princess had not left yet.

Zheng Wanqian was wearing an exquisite blue and purple long dress, and her figure was graceful. When she saw Chen Xuan, she was originally smiling with surprise, but her expression became unnatural for a moment after seeing Chen Xuan's reaction. She thought to herself that this man was still so difficult to get along with. But she still smiled brightly and said, "What a coincidence! I never thought I would meet you here. Is there anything you need? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Hey, why do I feel a chill on my back in such hot weather? Could it be possible that a great grandmaster like me could catch a cold?
Muttering in his heart, Chen Xuan waved his hand and said: "I came here to play with a friend, and he has already gone back. Thank you for your kindness. If you have nothing else, I will leave."

That attitude is just like asking you to go wherever it's cool.

He turned and left without hesitation, but the chill behind him disappeared, and instead, there were inexplicably more vague and hostile gestures around him.

Chen Xuan was speechless and almost rolled his eyes. Women are troublesome. Who did I offend for no reason?

Zheng Wanqian secretly struggled with herself, wondering if she was really that disliked by you. She hadn't done it on purpose that day; it was an unintentional mistake. She wasn't someone who was naturally cold-hearted.

She stepped forward and said, "I have no intention of disturbing you, young master. However, if you are not busy, it's still early and my home is only a few miles away. I wonder if I could have the honor of inviting you to visit me. I hope you don't misunderstand me. My father is terrified after learning about what happened that day and has been saying that he must thank you in person for saving my life if he has the chance. I'm so lucky to meet you today, so please don't refuse."

Chen Xuan remembered that she said that day that her home was in the southern forest area of ​​the capital, and Xiaoxuan Palace was also in the south of the city. He had looked at the map and it seemed not far away.

Hearing this, Chen Xuan turned around and shook his head, saying, "Miss, please stay. I've already said it before, I'm not a good person. That day was just a personal grudge between me and those guys. It has nothing to do with you, so don't take it to heart."

"It is insignificant to you, sir, but it is like a rebirth to me. If I don't repay you generously, how can I live in this world with the dignity I desire?" she said sincerely.

The hostile looks from all around were getting stronger and stronger. Everyone was simply bored. It was estimated that Zheng Wanxi was also well-known in the capital, and there were many bootlickers. Now some people saw her actively approaching Chen Xuan, but Chen Xuan didn't like them at all. It would be strange if those guys were in a good mood.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me, goodbye." After leaving such words, Chen Xuan waved towards the carriage of the little princess and her group, and his figure disappeared in a flash. As for the hostility of those who might be bootlickers, he didn't take it to heart. In other words, no one jumped out at the first time, otherwise it would have been a source of fun for him.

Chen Xuan was no longer in sight. Zheng Wanqian looked around, feeling a little helpless and a little sad in her heart.

Indeed, for Chen Xuan, she didn't take what happened that day to heart at all. People who have seen many such things would think it was cliché, but she was just a little girl who experienced such danger. She was scared every time she thought about it, and she would wake up from nightmares at night. It was so unforgettable that she would never get rid of it for the rest of her life.

The same thing will naturally have a different mentality from different perspectives.

Retracting her gaze, she murmured sadly, "Why don't you even give me the chance to thank you? I was just confused that day and definitely not the kind of person you thought. Today I came here specially to burn incense for the victims and comfort their souls in heaven, and I also buried them with honor and properly accommodated their families." "Miss, it's getting late, let's go back. You're already like this, and he still has that attitude. It's not worth it," her maid comforted her, looking unsurprised.

She shook her head, her jewelry jingling as she forced a smile, "Let's go, let's go back. He may not care, but we must remember this kindness."

Some people who saw Zheng Wanqian was clearly being wronged had originally planned to speak out, but Chen Xuan vanished like a ghost after saying just a few words. Seeing this, they immediately became intimidated, breaking out in cold sweats. Fortunately, they didn't try to be brave enough to speak out...

The carriage carrying the old emperor and the little princess has started to leave.

The old man lowered the curtain, lifted a corner, looked back at the little princess, and said with gritted teeth: "I said that boy is not a good thing, and he even gave himself the name of Peach Blossom, which sounds serious. Look at him, he turned around and went to flirt with other girls without even telling anyone about it. My daughter, you should be more careful."

The little princess lowered the curtains and smiled faintly, "Father, what are you talking about? You can't allow me to have a few friends? Besides, it was I who approached him first. Didn't you see he ignored me?"

"It is precisely because of this that the guy seems even more unreliable. He attracts bees and women wherever he goes. What will his life be like in the future?" The old emperor blew his beard and glared, and he was furious when he saw that his daughter was still speaking for him.

This was too straightforward, and the little princess wasn't stupid. She laughed and said, "Father, you're overthinking it. He and I are just friends. It's his freedom to do whatever he wants."

Just friends? Just friends. How can a little girl like you meet someone in private? Do you want to listen to what you are saying? As a father, I can smell a hint of sourness!

Some things are hard to say directly. The old emperor's face was gloomy. He observed his daughter's reaction and said in a deep voice: "No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I'll find a reason to punish him later."

"Father, please stop worrying. Haven't you made enough trouble today?" the little princess said worriedly.

The old emperor's heart skipped a beat and he became even angrier. It was obvious that his daughter was subconsciously protecting that boy, but she herself didn't realize it.

He stopped talking. Although he didn't want to admit it, after spending half a day together, he found Chen Xuan quite pleasing to his eyes, but he just didn't like him.

What's so special about that kid?
It was already dark when they returned to the palace. After separating from the little princess, the old emperor went to the imperial study to deal with important memorials, but his mind was a little distracted.

He simply put down the memorial and asked Eunuch Wang, "Big Buddy, what do you think of that kid today?"

"Your Majesty, I dare not speak nonsense," Eunuch Wang tried to play it off. How could he butt in on the Emperor's family affairs? If he said one more word, he would be blamed for any problems that arose later.

Didn't the old emperor see through his little tricks? He said bluntly: "Speak freely, talk behind closed doors, I won't blame you"

Backed into a corner, Eunuch Wang could only ponder, "Mr. Chen is so carefree and unrestrained. That kind of calmness is rare. He seems to have a kind of otherworldly mentality that I have only seen in very few people. I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to be playing with the world and doesn't care about anything. But he is a good person."

"You think so too? That's quite true. I have met too many people in my life, some talented, some arrogant, some ambitious, some seeking fame, some hypocritical and some insidious, but I have to admit that he is the most special one I have ever met. I obviously don't like him, but it is pleasant to get along with him. If we had met earlier, we would definitely have become friends regardless of age difference," the old emperor nodded.

Eunuch Wang remained silent. He had said enough and any more would be overstepping the bounds.

After thinking for a while, the old emperor knocked on the table and asked curiously: "My dear friend, how is that boy's cultivation? I almost used all my skills today, but I couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. It's really interesting."

"I can't see through him, I can't see through him. He is just like an ordinary person. Either he has practiced a very special technique to completely conceal his aura, or his cultivation level is higher than mine. But he is too young, so it is most likely the former," Eunuch Wang thought carefully and replied.

Nodding, the old emperor said: "Is that so? Yes, he is too young. After all, he is only eighteen years old. It is a good thing. He has such talent, but he is too young."

The old emperor was feeling a little conflicted at this moment.

Eunuch Wang knew what he was struggling with, but he was powerless to do anything.

After thinking for a while, the old emperor muttered to himself, as if asking Eunuch Wang, "Can he protect little Fuyao?"

He then continued to talk to himself, "I only have one year left at most, and I can only protect little Fuyao for less than a year. After that, I will be powerless. If they can get together, I hope that he can take on the responsibility of a man and not let my little Fuyao suffer any grievances."

Eunuch Wang remained silent. He knew the old emperor's health condition best. He didn't know how much of a stir it would cause if such a shocking secret were to be leaked. But he was more sad at this moment. The emperor was old after all and could not hold on any longer. The painting of pine and crane prolonging life only bought him a few more years. After all, his energy was running out and it could not really extend his life.

Putting his thoughts aside and not considering those things for the time being, the old emperor changed the subject and said, "The third brother is still kneeling?"

"Your Majesty, I have been kneeling the entire time," Eunuch Wang nodded.

Sighing, the old emperor said: "Let him go back and reflect on his mistakes for three months. If he does anything that makes me unhappy again during this period, he will no longer be a prince. It would be fine for him to be a rich man for the rest of his life."

"As ordered, I will go and deliver your Majesty's instructions."

After Eunuch Wang left, the old emperor shook his head in disappointment. He didn't mind his son being ambitious, as this position had to be passed down eventually. However, Prince Jiang disappointed him.

What was disappointing was not that the third brother planted spies around him, but that he was a little impatient and cold-hearted, disregarding blood ties and actually trying to use Xiao Fuyao as a bargaining chip. What was even more disappointing was that he was not patient enough, and the matter of planting spies was easily exposed. If one wants to achieve great things, he must be patient.

In short, when you are disappointed in someone, you can easily find countless reasons...

(End of this chapter)