A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

Chapter 337 Illusions



Chapter 337 Illusions

Xie Cangming's lobbying efforts on both sides split the previously deadlocked situation into two factions.

In order not to put their beloved younger sister in a difficult position, they had no choice but to compromise.

Xin Moling agreed to stay at the Mingshui Palace for the time being, and to make a decision after Xuan Yuan returned.

Baili Juebi also promised that as long as Xuan Yuan had enough ability to gain his approval, he would no longer stop his sister's marriage, but that's a story for another time.

Currently, only Xuan Yuan is missing, so it's basically a happy ending for everyone, although no one is particularly happy...

Therefore, Xie Cangming asked the two brothers to let Baili Juebi go back first, and then he would start preparing for the banquet that night.

He assured everyone that Xuan Yuan was safe and sound, and then asked Xin Moyan to invite everyone back to Ziwei Palace to catch up, especially Xin Moling and Hua Buyu. They hadn't seen each other for three months, and if it weren't for the mishap earlier, they would have hugged her and poured out their hearts to each other.

After finally settling both sides, Xie Cangming, without thinking twice, grabbed his sister and headed straight for the Xuanming Palace...

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The morning drums pounded loudly, each beat delivered with maximum force, striking Xuan Yuan's heart directly.

His eyelashes trembled slightly as he struggled to open his eyelids. The scene that met his eyes made him pause in surprise.

The magnificent palace was adorned with red decorations, and eye-catching double happiness characters were displayed all around.

Xuan Yuan paused for a moment, then quickly stood up, looking bewildered. He had been in that unknown forest before he fainted, so how did he end up here?

This place seems familiar, like... Emperor Yuan's Qianding Palace?

Just then, the door was pushed open, and the person walking towards him made his pupils shrink.

"Yan'er?"

He uttered the cry in a daze, but his legs felt as if they were bound by ancient iron, and he couldn't lift them no matter what.

Xin Moyan was dressed in a bright red phoenix crown and robe, with red hairpins and vermilion lips. Her beauty under the elaborate makeup was even more stunning than usual. At this moment, she was only focused on chatting and laughing with the man beside her, completely unaware of her presence.

"Yan'er, are you tired today?"

As the voice rang out, Yuan Huaijun slowly emerged from behind her. He was dressed in wedding attire, the same style as Xin Moyan's dragon robe. Unlike his decisive and ruthless demeanor in the imperial court, he was now filled with deep affection, his gaze fixed solely on the person before him, still holding Xin Moyan's hand tightly.

This scene was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart so deeply that he could hardly breathe and had no time to think about why he was in this situation.

"I'm so tired, Your Majesty. Aren't there just too many rules in your royal family?"

Xin Moyan raised her hand and pounded her shoulder, her feigned temper exactly the same as usual, but the target wasn't herself...

"Yan'er!"

The two ignored the shouts, as if they hadn't seen Xuan Yuan at all, while he was completely unable to move and could only watch helplessly as they walked toward the bed.

Yuan Huaijun helped her sit down, then smiled and said, "The ceremony for establishing an empress is inherently so complicated. If Yan'er doesn't like it, I will abolish this rule tomorrow."

"Hey~ No, no, no! Your Majesty, I was just saying it casually. You absolutely can't take it back. I don't want to become a sinner for all time."

After saying that, Xin Moyan playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Whoo~"

Xuan Yuan's chest heaved, feeling like he was about to suffocate. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the two people in front of him. Yan'er only behaved like this when she was with him. What was going on?

Despite being unable to move and on the verge of madness, the two of them still ignored Xuan Yuan's presence.

"Yan'er, when no one else is around, don't call him Your Majesty. It's too formal."

"Then what should I shout?"

"Call my name."

"Lord Yuanhuai?"

"Hehehe~"

His eyes were full of doting affection as he laughed heartily, not minding at all that Xin Moyan called him by his given name.

"Huai Jun?"

"Junjun?"

"Yan... Yan'er".

Xin Moyan rolled her eyes and clapped her hands.

"Then let's call her Junjun!"

"Hehe~ Alright! Yan'er, it's time for bed."

"Hee hee~"

She lowered her head shyly, her cheeks flushed.

Seeing this, Xuan Yuan struggled to break free from the invisible restraints beneath his feet, his blood boiling wildly as if it would burn him to ashes.

"Yan'er!"

A roar made their smiles fade, and they both turned around to look.

"Xuan Yuan, what are you doing here?"

Xin Moyan frowned, her expression puzzled.

"Yan'er, what are you and him doing?"

He walked forward step by step, staring intently at Xin Moyan's face, afraid of missing any expression.

"You see, Yan'er is now my Empress."

"Shut up! Lord Yuan Huai, you're courting death!"

These words enraged him completely. He roared and looked at Yuan Huaijun with bloodthirsty ferocity in his eyes. In the next instant, a sharp light flashed in his hand and his whole body was filled with killing intent.

"Xuan Yuan, what are you doing?"

Xin Moyan quickly stood up and glared at him with displeasure.

"Yan'er, I've been searching for you for so long, and now you're married to him?"

Xin Moyan shrugged, looking completely unconcerned. "Yes! I know you've been looking for me for a long time, but His Majesty found me before you. I like His Majesty now, not you."

"You...what did you say?"

He could hardly believe his ears; his throat was terribly dry and bitter.

"I told you I don't like you anymore, I like Junjun."

After saying that, she reached out and hugged Yuan Huaijun's arm, her eyes becoming even more determined.

"You...you called him?"

His figure swayed, and he staggered a few steps before barely managing to stand firm, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength. His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Impossible! Yan'er, did he force you?"

"No, Xuan Yuan, I'm sorry, it's over. I don't like you now. I hope you can find a better girl."

"You...don't like me?"

“Yes!” She nodded seriously. “Just like I didn’t like Prince Lie back then, I don’t like you now either.”

Yuan Huaijun reached out and put his arm around her waist, a hint of smugness reflected in his narrow phoenix eyes.

"Xuanyuan, you should take heed of what Yan'er has said."

"Kakaka!"

The table between the three of them cracked open with a crash. Xuan Yuan swiftly drew his sword and stepped forward; he would not allow anyone to separate him from Yan'er.

"Shadow Guard."

At Yuan Huaijun's command, all the shadowy figures in the corner rushed out and immediately engaged Xuan Yuan in battle.

However, the group of shadow guards seemed oblivious, growing increasingly excited as Xuan Yuan continued to slash them, until they exhausted all of his strength.

Xin Moyan remained unmoved, and was even led by Yuan Huaijun.

"呲~"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh filled the air. Yuan Huaijun lifted his leg and walked up to the man lying on the ground, looking down at him.

"Xuanyuan, I have never failed to obtain what I desire. Everything I have given you is a gift from me, including your status, position, and even the family affection you crave most but cannot attain."

"Lord Yuanhuai!"


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