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Red-Clad Youth After a round of laughter and scolding, Huxin became more certain that he was the person who flashed through her memory: the only son of the Xuanyuan General, the somewhat mad and foolish Xuan Yuan Ling!
However, Xuan Yuan Ling had no connection with Xia Huxin on ordinary days. Now, having offended the Empress Dowager by stepping in to help her, could it really just be because he didn't want to lose half of the Heir residence in a bet?
It wasn't that Huxin was being overly sentimental; rather, in this feudal dynasty, how many royal people were truly loyal? Most of what they said was not to be trusted.
If Xuan Yuan Ling wasn't helping her out of a betting reason, then other reasons were worth Huxin considering carefully.
The appearance of Xuan Yuan Ling gave Huxin a moment to breathe. Looking at the guard on the ground covering his face and wailing, Huxin felt an immense sense of relief.
At this moment, Xuan Yuan Ling hung upside down from a tree, looking in Huxin's direction. He felt that the usually arrogant and simple-minded Xia Huxin seemed somewhat different today. Her eyes lacked the usual flamboyance and were always misty, as if shrouded in a thin layer of fog, making it impossible to see to the bottom.
Due to Xuan Yuan Ling's sudden appearance, both Le Zhao and Le Yi dared not speak much. Everyone knew how formidable this Mad Prince was; not only did he have a sharp tongue, but his schemes behind people's backs were also endless.
The Empress Dowager trembled slightly with anger. Huxin couldn't help but feel puzzled; what kind of storms had this Empress Dowager not seen in the palace? How could she be so enraged by just a few words from Xuan Yuan Ling? At seventy years old, she was as shrewd as they come; surely, Xuan Yuan Ling's words shouldn't provoke her to such an extent!
Huxin couldn't help but doubt the current state of the Empress Dowager!
As everyone fell into silence, Jing Tian'ao, who had been sitting steadily in the grandmaster's chair, slowly stood up. His dark golden robe shimmered with a cold light under the sunlight; dark gold was a color only suitable for the crown prince. Wearing it, no one dared to say otherwise!
“Xuan Yuan Ling! Your speech has always been disjointed and lacking focus. Yet today, you are coherent and clear! If no one taught you these words, how did you come by them? Could it be that your mad temperament has suddenly improved overnight?”
Jing Tian'ao spoke coldly, his voice steady and emotionless, yet every gesture exuded the aura of a ruler.
Xuan Yuan Ling simply would not acknowledge him!
The fiery red robe of Sui Feng swayed as he lightly hooked his ankle on a tree branch, and with a gentle leap, he landed gracefully on the ground.
The red hem of his clothing glided over the ground strewn with fallen cherry blossoms, resembling the blooming of vibrant mandala flowers.
The flowers bloomed brilliantly, dazzling in their beauty.
A clear and bright smile adorned his face as he walked step by step toward Huxin. No matter how one looked at him, he was a breathtakingly beautiful young man. Yet, his gaze carried a hint of arrogance and a touch of stubborn foolishness.
Xuan Yuan Ling approached Huxin and tilted his head, giving her an innocent smile. He then lazily glanced at Jing Tian'ao, slightly raising his chin, exuding an air of superiority as if to say that Jing Tian'ao was nothing in comparison.
Their eyes met, and Jing Tian'ao's expression turned cold, a gloomy aura slowly seeping out around him.
However, Xuan Yuan Ling still wore a bright smile on his face. He raised his hand as if casually wiping the thin beads of sweat from his nose, grinning with red lips and white teeth. The words he spoke left Huxin both amused and exasperated.
“Prince Ping says that what this Young Master said was taught by someone. This Young Master won’t mention how Prince Ping is slandering me; I just want to ask one question—would Prince Ping be so kind as to enlighten me?”
The usually foolish and crazy Xuan Yuan Ling was indeed different today.
Jing Tian'ao spoke expressionlessly, “Speak your mind.”
Xuan Yuan Ling's smile remained undiminished, his voice even clearer and brighter.
"Prince Ping said that what This Young Master said was taught by someone. Then who taught you that nonsense you just spouted, Prince Ping? Was it the School of Nonsense? Or was it the School of Farting?"
Cough!
As soon as Xuan Yuan Ling finished speaking, Huxin couldn't hold back and coughed violently.
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