Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 540: Three Hundred - Forty-Six_2

Chapter 540: Three Hundred: Chapter Forty-Six_2

Just like that time in the dilapidated temple deep in the mountains, Big Ice Lump casually picked up one.

Subconsciously following the stick’s direction, Xu Yuan’s gaze focused on a familiar jade hand, with a light pink, luxurious palace dress in the background.

It’s over.

This wicked woman didn’t deceive him.

Before he could take a closer look, the stick was already raised.

Xu Yuan opened his mouth:

"Wait....."

Bang!

The stick struck the roof of the car.

"....." Xu Yuan.

Looking up, his expression instantly stern, Xu Yuan opened his mouth intending to speak, but before he could clearly see the other person, the stick, carrying a swooshing sound, swung directly downward!

Xu Yuan promptly closed his eyes, thinking Tianyan probably wouldn’t actually bring herself to strike with full force.

Bang!

A muffled sound arrived as anticipated, but the expected pain did not follow.

Moreover, his clear senses made Xu Yuan realize he hadn’t passed out either.

Because he was wrapped up in a soft and delicate body.

Naked skin in contact, their body heat strikingly noticeable.

This touch... Wrapped Chest Princess?

Opening his eyes, time seemed to slow, the fragrance of cascading hair filled his nostrils, and before his eyes was the sight of Li Qingyan grasping the descending stick.

This considerable sense of security was truly comforting...

But given the current situation, Xu Yuan thought it might be best for him to pretend to be dead.

After all, the dead need not speak.

Li Qingyan used his body to shield herself, staring at Tianyan, her voice very soft, yet very cold:

"Saintess,

"Although I permitted you to watch from the side, isn’t it a bit much to interfere?"

As she finished speaking,

That crisp and indifferent voice of the young girl resonated for the first time inside the carriage:

"This matter is between him and me."

Li Qingyan tightened her grip, and the stick instantly shattered into sawdust:

"Saintess, you disrupt the intimate affairs between me and the Prince Consort and then tell me it’s a matter between you and my Prince Consort?"

Tianyan’s voice, clear as a bell, harbored not the slightest hint of urgency:

"He once made a promise to me."

Li Qingyan took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling alluringly, holding onto his waist, her tone laced with a trace of amusement:

"It seems to be another matter from that so-called dream of wealthy life."

The voice of the girl behind him was very low:

"Zhuangzi dreaming he was a butterfly, the butterfly dreaming it was Zhuangzi, reality and illusion interchangeable, Your Highness need not be hasty in denying what has transpired between him and me."

"...."

The ’dead’ man was taken aback upon hearing this – this world actually possessed this story.

However, the ’dead’ man promptly sensed something was amiss.

Tianyan... why could she remain so calm at a time like this?

Has she changed again?

Perhaps sensing the other’s change, Li Qingyan’s voice also carried a hint of surprise:

"Even if it were as the Saintess has said, it still requires Changtian to recall those events for dreams to be turned into reality. In this current state, it is a bit too one-sided, isn’t it?"

"Specious argument."

Tianyan’s voice was pure and beautiful, tinged with an ethereal divinity: "If you would say so, Princess, then should the marriage contract be annulled, your feelings might also become one-sided, no?"

"Oh...?"

Li Qingyan’s voice took on an interested uptick:

"An annulled marriage contract? Saintess, we have been apart for only a few hours, yet why do you speak with such presumptuous authority?"

With that,

Li Qingyan gently rested her chin on the ’dead man’s’ shoulder, her lips curved in amusement:

"The decision to annul the marriage between Changtian and me is not for someone from Jiatiange to make."

"...."

No reply came, no footsteps, but Xu Yuan caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of the light pink figure of the palace dress approaching the soft couch.

Her cold gaze swept over, and Xu Yuan quickly closed his eyes to continue feigning death.

A soft hum, the couch beside him sunk down.

Tianyan sat down slowly, her gaze assessing the pair in embrace:

"I’ve long known of Xu Yuan’s licentious nature, but I never thought that the renowned Prince Wu Yuan would be such a libertine as well..."

As she spoke, Xu Yuan quietly half-opened his eyes to glance at her.

Her flawless profile still carried that distinct purity unique to a young girl,

No change to a mature beauty.

In his confusion, Tianyan’s gaze suddenly shifted towards him.

It seemed she had been expecting him.

Their gazes locked. The deep golden divinity in Xu Yuan’s eyes made his mind reel.

Without a sound,

a wave of dizzying nausea swept over his body instantly. He tried to activate his Cultivation Technique to resist the discomfort, but how could the Soul Condensation Realm possibly stand against the measures of the Primordial Realm?

His vision began to shake,

fragrant as roses, soft as water, but Xu Yuan no longer felt the same mood as before.

A jumble of fragmented memories surfaced in his mind.

These memories seemed within reach, almost tangible, yet also as distant as the horizon, seemingly existing, but slipping away like sand through fingers when he tried to recall them.

His hands dangled powerlessly at his sides, and the body that had been able to support itself now leaned weakly against Li Qingyan’s delicate frame.

"....."

In the instant she felt Xu Yuan’s body go limp, Li Qingyan’s red pupils flamed with fury. One hand caught his feeble form, while the other reached straight for Tianyan.

She made her move.

Her speed was incredibly fast, like lightning, accompanied by a breaking-the-air sound as she aimed for Tianyan’s slender neck...

Tianyan, with her golden eyes, glanced at Li Qingyan and uttered one word:

"Stop."

The tangible pressure of the Heavenly Word Mantra descended, causing Li Qingyan’s movements to falter.

But, it was only a falter.

The military might that still resided in Li Qingyan broke through the Heavenly Word Mantra’s pressure in an instant.

Inside the carriage, a wild wind suddenly arose, and the pieces of the red robe flew everywhere.

Bang!

Tianyan was slammed against the carriage’s inner wall by Li Qingyan, her neck in her grip; even the top-notch steadying device installed couldn’t stabilize the shaking.

All spellcraft appeared powerless before absolute strength.

Li Qingyan’s eyes swirled with intense flames, staring at the Jiatiange Saintess, her previous smile replaced by a heavy murderous aura:

"Tianyan, although I can be somewhat lenient with you regarding matters between men and women, your actions just now seemed a bit out of line."

"......"

The previously ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage had dissipated completely, cold enough to make one’s heart tremble.

The two women faced each other.

Tianyan’s golden pupils with a hint of divine indifference, neck clamped by Li Qingyan’s grip, spoke with a crisp yet indifferent voice that filled the inside of the carriage:

"Li Qingyan, I also would not do anything to harm Xu Yuan."

Feeling the weakness of the man in her arms, Li Qingyan’s lips curved with an arc, increasing her grip:

"Really? Then why would Changtian suddenly be like this?"

A moment of silence,

and the divine light in her eyes gradually faded, Tianyan’s beautiful brows slightly furrowed with pain.

Looking at the woman in red in front of her, Tianyan’s indifferent expression vanished, and a pure smile suddenly emerged on her thin red lips:

"Hmph, Li Qingyan, I... had thought you wouldn’t show any flaws, but now it seems you are just like me."

"....."

Noticing the sudden change in her expression and tone, Li Qingyan’s eyebrows gradually furrowed.

The divinity and calm indifference had vanished; the girl before her seemed to have returned to the way she was when they first met.

Without much thought, Li Qingyan’s voice remained deep and husky:

"I’m not joking with you; you... had better provide a reasonable explanation."

As she spoke, Tianyan’s delicate white neck emitted a series of cracking sounds, as if it could be twisted off at any moment by the overwhelming military force.

Tianyan bit her lip, her voice tinged with pain:

"If I truly wished to harm Changtian, would I do such things in front of you?"

"......" Li Qingyan’s gaze faltered slightly.

Tianyan’s crisp voice carried a more victorious laugh:

"Li Qingyan, it turns out you... can be anxious too."

During the conversation, Tianyan raised a hand and laid it on Li Qingyan’s hand. Her tone shifted, and she snorted coldly:

"Fickle woman."

Li Qingyan fell silent for a moment, let go of her neck, shook off her hand, and gently placed Xu Yuan aside, unangered by her words:

"So, what did you do?"

Tianyan touched her neck, marked with red, and looked up with a light laugh:

"Although I don’t want to tell you, I might as well give you advance notice. I’ve contacted my master and was granted permission. I’ve transferred to him a Cultivation Technique that can help him remember the memories from the Illusionary Realm."

As she spoke,

Tianyan’s beautiful eyes half-closed, smiling as she said:

"Princess, when we part this time, the next time we meet he may not recognize you~"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyan nodded slightly:

"Hmm."

Tianyan chuckled lightly, looking at her calm expression:

"Pretending to be composed?"

Li Qingyan glanced at her, a smile playing on her lips

"All right, if that’s all you wanted to say, Saintess, please leave. We’ll discuss future matters later. Changtian and I have important things to attend to."

"..."