This man was like a heaven-sent probe straight to Yan Xiaohan’s heart, hitting the mark every time. Yan Xiaohan was almost coughing blood and asked unwillingly: “How do you know Miss Meng doesn’t want a grand wedding and official titles, and just wants to live a simple life with you?”
Ren Miao bent one leg, his eyes revealing a shy and affectionate smile, as if talking to himself: “She’s not that kind of person. Otherwise, with so many people in the world, why would she fall for me…”
That barely concealed tenderness was almost blinding.
Yan Xiaohan felt half melancholy and half bitter. Wasn’t this exactly his deepest regret and unattainable desire? But he and Fu Shen, one a noble marquis and the other in a high-ranking position, even if they didn’t cling to power, how could they abandon everything on a whim? Dragged along by “circumstances beyond control” in the mortal world, they might just drift until old age.
Ren Miao glanced at the dazed Yan Xiaohan and casually changed the subject: “Where are you all from? Also visiting relatives and friends?”
Yan Xiaohan remained silent, and the Prince of Qi reluctantly said: “Yes, we’re from the capital, heading to Jingzhou to visit relatives.” He didn’t elaborate, and Ren Miao was tactful enough not to probe further, simply saying: “What a coincidence. We might meet in Jingzhou city later. I’ll treat you all to drinks then.”
Chapter 48: Light Heart | Fate, Marvelous Beyond Words
Qi Wang dizzily crawled up: “What, what’s going on…”
Yan Xiaohan looked suspiciously at the person behind them. Ren Miao held the fire poker in his left hand, frowning and moving his right hand, seemingly having strained his wrist from sudden exertion. Noticing Yan Xiaohan’s gaze, he looked up and smiled apologetically: “Sorry, I was in a hurry. Are you hurt?”
His fire poker had been next to Yan Xiaohan earlier. When both were at the doorway, Yan Xiaohan went to rescue Qi Wang, and Ren Miao went to grab the fire poker.
The distances were roughly equivalent, yet he managed to lever both Yan Xiaohan and Qi Wang away before the roof beam fell. His skills and reflexes were even faster than Yan Xiaohan’s, so why could Yan Xiaohan easily snatch his bag when he first entered?
