AWB Chapter 314 He is the Prince of Yong!
Chapter 314 He is the Prince of Yong!
Su Qingchan rushed out the door in a panic, staggering and almost falling at the doorway.
Seeing this, Yu Wan sighed inwardly and quickly followed behind without showing any emotion.
Su Qingchan searched anxiously in the private room on the second floor. When she reached the corner of the second-floor corridor, a familiar figure suddenly came into view.
The middle-aged official bowed respectfully and invited the 'King of Light' into the private room.
A faint voice drifted over, "Your Highness, Prince Yong, please—"
In an instant, Su Qingchan felt as if the blood in her body had frozen, and she began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
She hid behind a pillar, covering her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid of making a sound.
Prince Yong?
How could it be Prince Yong?!
She had that little beggar secretly follow her that day, and she clearly saw him enter the Ming Prince's mansion!
Su Qingchan hid behind a pillar, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
All her love and dreams shattered into dust in that instant.
Upon closer reflection, "Shiro" never explicitly stated that he was the Ming King. It was all just her wishful thinking based on some clues that led her to believe that he was the Ming King!
Su Qingchan suppressed her trembling body and felt as if she were dragging a thousand-pound lead weight as she struggled to approach the private room step by step.
With each step she took, the warm moments she had spent with 'Ming Wang' in recent days flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
There were guards outside the private room, so Su Qingchan dared not linger and could only pretend to be passing by.
The people inside did not deliberately lower their voices; their conversation could be heard clearly.
The conversation inside the room pierced her eardrums like ice picks.
First came the obsequious voice of a middle-aged man, "Your Highness Prince Yong, I am grateful for your concern for my son."
Immediately afterwards, a voice she knew all too well came: "Lord Liu's sincerity is sufficient, so I will naturally put in more effort."
"I was wronged before, and it was thanks to Lord Liu who spoke up for me before the Emperor that I am grateful for this kindness."
Lord Liu hurriedly replied, "No, no, Your Highness is of such noble status, how could you do anything unbecoming of your status? It was Su Mu from the Su family who was ignorant and dared to oppose Your Highness..."
Su Qingchan used all her self-control to suppress the urge to rush into the private room.
It really is Prince Yong!
He was not a 'Ming King' at all, but a 'Yong King'!
He is the Prince Yong, whose hands are stained with the blood of his father and brothers; he is the murderer who killed his father and brothers!
And yet, she fell in love with the man who had a blood feud with her!
How could she be so stupid?!
Su Qingchan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with a mixture of pain and hatred. Soon, all her emotions were consumed by hatred.
His eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.
At this moment, she finally understood completely.
From the very beginning, Prince Yong was deliberately trying to get close to her and mislead her. Otherwise, why would he tell her that his name was "Shi Lang"?
Prince Yong was the ninth son of the emperor, not the tenth!
She was like a puppet on a string, manipulated at will by Prince Yong!
What exactly does Prince Yong want from approaching her? Her father and brothers are dead; there's nothing left in the Su family for Prince Yong to scheme against. Could it be...?
Thinking of something, Su Qingchan's heart skipped a beat.
Her steps faltered for a moment, and she lost her balance, accidentally knocking over a vase placed beside the corridor.
A loud crash rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet corridor.
The sounds inside the private room stopped abruptly.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of a chair being moved could be heard, as if someone had stood up and was walking quickly outside.
Su Qingchan's heart clenched suddenly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. She turned around in a panic and staggered away.
She was in a panic, her mind was blank, and she had no idea where to run.
Just as the door to the private room behind her was opened, a hand suddenly reached out from her side and forcefully pulled her into the room.
Su Qingchan opened her mouth in horror, wanting to scream, but the scream stopped abruptly when she saw who was pulling her.
Her eyes widened, still lingering with fear, and her voice trembled violently: "Sister Yu..."
Seeing Su Qingchan's distraught appearance, Yu Wan already understood most of the situation.
Su Qingchan was kept in the dark; she didn't know that the person she was meeting was Prince Yong.
But she didn't ask directly. Instead, she looked at him with concern and said softly, "What's wrong, Qingchan? Why do you seem to be crying?"
These words seemed to ignite all the emotions that Su Qingchan had been suppressing in her heart. She suddenly threw herself into Yu Wan's arms and burst into tears.
Her body was trembling violently, but there was hardly any crying; she was clearly trying her best to control herself.
Seeing Su Qingchan's reaction, Yu Wan roughly understood what was going on.
Su Qingchan did not know beforehand that the person she was meeting was Prince Yong.
She placed her hand on Su Qingchan's back and gently stroked it, softly comforting her, "Cry, it will make you feel better."
Su Qingchan cried uncontrollably in Yu Wan's arms.
The long-suppressed pain surged forth like a burst dam, and tears soaked Yu Wan's shoulders.
After a long while, Su Qingchan's emotions finally calmed down a little.
She slowly raised her head, her eyes red and swollen as she looked at Yu Wan.
Her swollen eyes were filled with hatred, and a self-deprecating smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Sister Yu, I was so incredibly foolish."
She spoke each word with barely suppressed hatred in her eyes, "I actually fell in love with the enemy who killed my father and brothers, and I wanted to marry him with all my heart. I even demeaned myself and had secret rendezvous with him. If my father and brothers knew what I had done, they would probably jump out of their coffins and beat me up..."
Yu Wan understood perfectly what she was talking about, but feigned confusion as she asked, "Qing Chan, what do you mean by that..."
Su Qingchan wiped away her tears with her sleeve and pulled Yu Wan to sit down on a chair.
But she suddenly knelt down in front of Yu Wan.
Yu Wan was truly shocked.
He quickly reached out to help her up, asking, "What are you doing?"
Su Qingchan avoided her hand, her eyes filled with apology and guilt, "Sister Yu, I'm sorry."
Yu Wan paused, slowly withdrawing her hand, her eyes filled with complex emotions. "What have you wronged me about?"
Su Qingchan gave a bitter smile. "I once had feelings for your husband, Sister Yu."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wan paused, her gaze becoming deep and unfathomable.
She looked at Su Qingchan quietly, countless thoughts flashing through her mind in an instant.
Su Qingchan said, "Lord Yun is no ordinary man. I have never seen a man with such a demeanor. On that day when we were fleeing in panic, Lord Yun appeared as if he had descended from the sky."
"Every time I think of that scene, I can't help but think of Lord Yun. When he's around, I subconsciously look at him."
"But I know I shouldn't have such thoughts about Sister Yu's husband."
"I restrained myself, afraid that Sister Yu would see through my wicked thoughts, and also afraid of letting Sister Yu down..."
Su Qingchan never imagined that she would reveal such sordid thoughts from the depths of her heart.
This is tantamount to making her tear off all her fig leaves.
But she had to say it.
Yu Wan looked at her with a complicated expression, "Su Qingchan, why are you telling me all this?"