usatvline Chapter 211 211 Awkward
Chapter 211 211 Awkward
Chapter 211 211 Awkward
Chunyu Yang brought Ye Pianran to the Xuanjia army camp after much deliberation. His purpose was not only to help her quickly learn how to use the Lingyuan Vine and how to fight enemies, but also to open himself up to her without reservation and let her completely integrate into his life.
Before he arrived, he had anticipated countless outcomes and knew that she might not be able to win at all, but when he actually saw her being injured by the soldiers, he still couldn't remain calm.
"Tang Li, are you really alright?" Chunyu Yang asked anxiously, his brows furrowed.
Ye Pianran lowered her eyes, not looking at him, but took out a small porcelain bottle containing spiritual spring water from the cloth bag she carried with her, took a small sip, and said lightly:
"It's just a minor injury; it didn't damage your heart meridian. You'll be fine after a little rest when you get back."
Chunyu Yang's brows did not relax. He grabbed her wrist, wanting to check her pulse, but Ye Pianran seemed to be frightened by something and immediately shook off his hand.
It was entirely subconscious; after being shaken off, both Ye Pianran and Chunyu Yang were stunned. Suddenly regaining their senses, Ye Pianran felt a lump in her throat, as if she couldn't breathe. She said:
"I'm tired, I'll head back to the Marquis's residence first. Yue'er, let's go."
After saying that, she turned and walked quickly toward the carriage. Ye Lingyue didn't understand what had happened, so she could only nod to Chunyu Yang, pick up Ye Yankang, and chase after him.
For some reason, watching Ye Pianran's hurried departure, Chunyu Yang suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if she would never return after leaving today. This feeling made him extremely uneasy, as if the blood in his body was slowly flowing out.
"Tang Li!" Chunyu Yang called out hurriedly. Although Ye Pianran did not turn around, she stopped in her tracks.
Chunyu Yang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, eased slightly. He strode forward and tried to grasp Ye Pianran's hand again. Although he could feel that she still wanted to break free, he tightened his grip and held her firmly in his hand.
He remembered someone telling him that if one day he was fortunate enough to meet someone he didn't want to let go of, then he should never let go.
“Since I brought you here, I should naturally take you back,” Chunyu Yang said. Then, without any hesitation, he put his arm around her slender waist and led her to the carriage. By the time Ye Pianran came to her senses, the two of them were already comfortably seated in the carriage.
Ye Pianran tried to pull her hand back, but Chunyu Yang showed no intention of letting go. He simply looked down at her, his deep eyes reflecting her image.
Their palms touched tightly, their body heat entwined, showing their intimate bond. Ye Pianran's heart suddenly clenched, her nose stung, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"How pathetic," she thought to herself.
That's it, that's it.
Ye Pianran sighed inwardly and gave up the struggle completely.
Jingxuan was extremely sensitive. He noticed early on that the two of them were acting strangely. After pulling Ye Yankang into the carriage, he quietly huddled in a corner, trying to minimize his presence.
A moment later, the carriage, driven by Ye Lingyue, left the military camp and headed towards the city.
No one spoke a word the entire way; the atmosphere was unusually quiet.
Because they shared a space, their blood had long been intertwined, and whenever they were close, they could feel each other's joy, sorrow, and anger.
Chunyu Yang could sense her sadness and knew that her heart was aching slightly. That pain traveled from their touching skin to his heart, moving him deeply.
However, although he knew she was sad, he didn't know why she was sad.
Is it because he took her to the military camp and she was injured by his soldiers that she is unhappy?
Or is she resenting him for standing by and watching her being bullied?
No, she should be able to understand that everything he did was to make her stronger.
He couldn't figure it out, so he subtly observed her expression. Gradually, he noticed that her gaze kept seemingly falling on Jingxuan's face. He was slightly taken aback, as if a light had suddenly been pierced through, and the fog before his eyes was completely blown away.
He had heard the soldiers' whispers, but he thought she was focused on fighting the enemy and hadn't been distracted. Did he not expect that she had still overheard them?
Unable to help but tighten his grip on her hand, Chunyu Yang had a thousand words he wanted to say to her, but in the end, they all turned into a sigh full of guilt.
Silly girl, I never intended to deceive you or hide anything from you. I will explain everything to you, it's just... the timing wasn't right.
The carriage entered the city and stopped outside a secluded wall at the back gate of the Marquis of Anshi's residence. By then, it was already getting light.
Chunyu Yang led Ye Pianran down from the carriage. Ye Pianran curtsied and said:
"Thank you very much, Third Prince. I have learned a lot in the military camp. I will study hard when I return to enhance my ability to fight the enemy and not disappoint you."
She spoke words of thanks, but her expression was indifferent, and her eyes revealed a sense of unfamiliarity from afar. After speaking, she forcefully pulled her hand back and turned to return to her residence, but a warm body pressed against her from behind, embracing her tightly.
Jingxuan cried out in pain and quickly reached out to cover Ye Yankang's eyes, forgetting that he and Ye Yankang were not much different in age.
Ye Pianran had been trying to hold on all the way back to the manor. Now, being held by Chunyu Yang like this, with her back pressed against his chest, she could feel his intense heartbeat even more than before, making her heart even more chaotic and tangled.
"Third Prince, I'm really tired... Please let go and let me go," she said hoarsely.
"Xuan'er is here. There are some things I can't say to you right now. Give me some time, and one day I will tell you everything," Chunyu Yang whispered in her ear.
What should he tell her? Should he tell her that he truly couldn't forget Zhan Yinghong, which was why he was so dedicated to teaching her martial arts, hoping she would become the second Zhan Yinghong?
Ye Pianran laughed in exasperation. She said, "Fine, I'll wait for that day to come, and I'll wait for your explanation. But until that day comes, it's best if we don't see each other again."
"Tang Li!" Chunyu Yang's expression changed, and he wanted to say something more, but Ye Pianran interrupted him again:
"Third Prince, I am not yet married, and men and women should not touch each other. Please let go."
Chunyu Yang tightened his arms around her for a moment, then finally let go.
Ye Pianran took a deep breath, forcing back her tears, and said to Ye Lingyue, "Yue'er, let's go back to the manor."
Ye Lingyue glanced at Chunyu Yang, whose back looked somewhat forlorn, coughed twice, and then carried Ye Yankang and Ye Pianran into the Marquis's mansion through the back door.
Jingxuan was secretly pleased to see his father embrace the beauty, but in the blink of an eye, Ye Pianran left without looking back, without even saying goodbye. As intelligent as he was, he immediately understood that Ye Pianran must be angry.
As soon as Chunyu Yang returned to the carriage, Jingxuan grabbed him impatiently and asked angrily:
"Father, what did you say to my sister just now? Why did you make her so angry?"
Chunyu Yang stared at him for a while, then reached out and touched his hair, saying, "You're still young, there are some things you don't need to understand."
"No! If my elder sister can't be Xuan'er's mother because of this, then Xuan'er will no longer acknowledge you as his father!" Jingxuan said angrily, hands on his hips.
"You—" Chunyu Yang's forehead veins bulged, and he felt inexplicably angry at the words he had just spoken. His frustration at the man's lack of self-confidence made him raise his hand high.
Jingxuan was startled by what he saw and closed his eyes in fear.
But the hand ultimately did not fall.
Every time he looked at Jingxuan's face, he felt a thousand emotions: regret, helplessness, repression, and confusion. With a deep sigh, he hugged Jingxuan into his arms.
Jingxuan realized he had misspoke. He nestled close to Chunyu Yang, gently tugging at Chunyu Yang's sleeve with his small hand, and whispered:
“Father, Xuan’er knows he was wrong. Father will always be Xuan’er’s father. Please don’t be angry.”
"In that case, don't say it again," Chunyu Yang said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, yes, Xuan'er will never do it again."
The carriage gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving behind a deep, lingering sigh. Lost in his own thoughts, Chunyu Yang didn't notice that after he left, a figure emerged from an alley near the back gate of the Marquis's residence, thoughtfully watching them depart.