Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband
Chapter 242 - 243: From His Eyes, I Saw Contempt...

Chapter 242: Chapter 243: From His Eyes, I Saw Contempt...

Grandma said that the inspection at the gate was still the same as usual, there hadn’t been any changes to the procedure, so slipping out of the city should be possible.

Su Yan decided to take a bold risk, hoping she might actually be able to sneak out.

Indeed, the checks were not strict.

They simply asked a few questions before letting people pass.

Stepping out of Linglan City, the tension Su Yan had felt for several days suddenly eased.

Looking back at Linglan City with reluctance, she whispered in her heart, "Goodbye..."

Goodbye, Chu Yuxiao...

I wonder if we will ever meet again in this lifetime...

...

Walking alone, Su Yan traveled for a long time and, by the shaded boulevard, she came across a tea stall.

Feeling a bit hungry and thirsty by then, she approached and ordered a bowl of tea, some porridge, and a few steamed buns.

As she was eating, a carriage approached from the direction of Linglan City.

It looked like it too had come from within the city walls.

Su Yan lowered her head cautiously, observing the newcomers.

Perhaps, Chu Yuxiao was among them.

The carriage was driven by a young boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in turquoise martial attire, handsome, with a tall and lithe build, the very image of a young lad.

He jumped down from the carriage, showing fairly good agility.

The young lad’s eyes swept over the people briefly, pausing momentarily when they landed on Su Yan.

And Su Yan genuinely saw contempt in his gaze...

Yes, contempt!

She didn’t even know him, so why would he look at her with such disdain?

Su Yan thought carefully and felt that her furtive, sneaky appearance combined with her shabby clothes were probably why he scorned her.

With this realization, she came to terms with it.

Her disguised state and the carefulness that made her resemble a thief, indeed warranted others’ disdain...

Alas, there was a time when she was a proud Princess and a Marchioness.

Now, she had fallen to this wretched state...

"Shopkeeper, do you have steamed buns?" the young lad came over and shouted at the person inside the stall.

"Yes, how many would you like, sir?"