Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 514 - Three Hundred and Thirty-Four

Chapter 514: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four

"..."

Watching the intricate emotions swirling in Tianyan’s magnificent golden pupils, Xu Yuan’s heart trembled for a moment, suddenly unsure of how to respond to her.

His memories still lingered on the time when Tianyan, as a persistent stalker, had followed him relentlessly, only to be calculated upon by the enchantment of the Charm Spirit Tree.

Although he was aware that a deep relationship must have developed between them in that Illusionary Realm, he genuinely couldn’t remember it.

Compared to the time in that cave, Xu Yuan’s memories of the Illusionary Realm had almost entirely vanished by now.

Of course, he still retained some fragmented images, but compared to real memories, these seemed more like the fantastical daydreams of his own mind.

They felt incredibly unreal, like the remnants of a dream and daydreams melded into an illusion.

Almost everything was based on the phrase "pale pink" that he had said to her in the cave.

Like a young man’s spring dream, barely discerning the features of the woman, and then superimposing Tianyan’s exquisite and unparalleled visage onto it.

The residual palpitation he had felt back then had now transformed into the stillness of a lake.

Besides that, the only thing left was the occasional sense of familiarity that surfaced inadvertently.

High on the city edge soaring into the clouds, she stood in her palace attire, tranquil as jade, amidst swirling snow that tousled her long black hair.

From a rational standpoint, Xu Yuan felt that he should deceive her.

It was shameful, but effective.

The north wind above the clouds was somewhat dry, somewhat cold.

Xu Yuan felt a bit cold and subconsciously wrapped his coat tighter around himself:

"I... really don’t remember."

As the words fell, although the chill persisted, it suddenly seemed distant from him.

Subconsciously, he looked towards her.

Tianyan had already averted her gaze, not looking at him, but observing distant travelers on the winding official road who risked their lives for a few silver coins:

"I don’t blame you, it’s just that I feel somewhat distressed."

Her eyes were profound:

"Xu Yuan... After we parted, I actually thought about the things you said, Jiatiange, Prime Minister’s Mansion, Sects, The Imperial Court, your engagement to Li Qingyan, even what expression to use when I saw you again....."

Her voice suddenly dropped low, so low that it trembled slightly:

"But... but when I saw you, I still couldn’t control my emotions, every time I think of things from the Illusionary Realm... I... I..."

By the end,

her eyes, as lush as a solitary mountain, had lost all traces of divinity and shook as she took a deep breath:

"Forget it, these words I say now... with your bastard personality, you surely don’t feel anything."

"Actually, I still..."

"Even if you did, it would be because I’m beautiful."

"..." Xu Yuan.

A soft sigh fell with the snow as he and she sat atop the Northern Border.

Gazing into the uncertain horizon, Xu Yuan spoke softly and gently:

"You do seem familiar to me, it’s always like this with people, everything starts with the face."

Tianyan snorted lightly:

"Hmph... starting with the face just means being swayed by looks."

A smile curled at the corner of Xu Yuan’s lips:

"Those words... couldn’t have been something I said to you in the Illusionary Realm, could they?"

"Yes."

Tianyan did not deny it, seeming to think of something, her tone slightly unfriendly: "Back in the Illusionary Realm, even while being chased down, you still found the time to flirt with the chief of Dunxing Palace."

Xu Yuan frowned slightly, his tone dissatisfied:

"Don’t think that because I can’t remember, you can fabricate things to slander me. Even though I believe that food and sex are basic human desires, I generally know where to draw the line, how could I possibly flirt with someone trying to kill me?"

Tianyan gave him a sidelong glance, her voice cold with a sneer:

"She led the team to surround and kill us, ended up captured alive by your design, and using her identity, we escaped to the sea. We stayed on that deserted island for a year, what do you think happened during that year?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan hissed softly, hesitated, and then said in a low voice:

"There shouldn’t have been anything inappropriate, right?"

Tianyan gave him a meaningful look, then suddenly broke into a smile, radiant like a sprite:

"What do you think?"

Xu Yuan stroked his chin:

"She didn’t fall in love with me, did she?"

The smile vanished from Tianyan’s face in an instant, her brows shooting up:

"When that Pavilion Master tracked down our hiding place, she threatened her own father with death to let us go."

"....." Xu Yuan opened his mouth.

It was actually true, the Stockholm Syndrome of this nameless sister.

Putting himself in her shoes, Xu Yuan suddenly realized there was indeed such a possibility.

Thinking this, Xu Yuan grinned and said:

"Wow, so I was also this popular in the Illusionary Realm..."

Boom!!!

Before the words finished, stones shattered in an instant from the broken city gate tower.

Tianyan had punched a hole the size of a meter through the solid gate tower and turned back:

"You... You seem quite proud of this?"

Xu Yuan smacked his lips, cleared his throat, and said:

"I’m not, don’t talk nonsense; it’s just an objective analysis."

He suddenly realized something. Over the decades in the Illusionary Realm, the woman before him had likely seen all of his schemes.

Although he couldn’t remember, those memories were etched in her heart.

"Heh.. Heh.. Heh..."

Upon hearing this, Tianyan’s lips twitched into a low, laughing and crying sound:

"Xu Changtian, you’re still as detestable as ever. Mu Lanxin almost died because of that back then."

"....."

After a moment of eye contact, Xu Yuan nodded slightly: "Perhaps so, but I truly can’t be saddened with someone who has no memories."

He stared at the tips of his fingers, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together, his voice low:

"Do you think I should pretend to be empathetic, and then deliberately act all sorrowful and compassionate? I only care about the people I care about. As for the rest, I can’t be concerned with that much."