Chapter 145: The Young Prince (6)
After several days of hard work and travel, Yin Yin felt as if she had come to a familiar place, which happened to be where they were settling down; like Yin Yin, Zhou Yan was also not unfamiliar with the place where they were settling down, or to be more precise, its location .
Yinyin was not unfamiliar with the surrounding environment at all, it was still the same as she remembered. Yinyin still remembered how Zhao Ziheng took all the responsibility for her on the edge of the cliff, how he fought hard to kill the enemy, and how they both jumped off the cliff when they were forced to do so. She never wanted to go back to this place because this was where Zhao Ziheng and she truly reunited after coming to this world, and it could also be said to be where everything began. So does going back to this place now mean that everything is about to end?
Zhou Yan also remembered that he almost lost Yin Yin for the second time here. He didn’t know if this was the beginning of everything, but he felt that everything would end here.
Gray Valley of Lanfeng Mountain.
Led by Huan Ling, the group came to a very secluded place in the Gray Valley. If there was no one to lead the way, no one would have been able to find it. Zhou Yan had never known that there was such a place in the Gray Valley. Any metaphor seemed redundant. Only a paradise on earth could describe this place. As soon as Huan Ling and his group arrived, someone came out to greet them...
After a busy period, Yin Yin was sent to an unknown place, and Zhou Yan rarely stopped Huan Ling and let him arrange it. When everything was over, Zhou Yan looked at Huan Ling expressionlessly, with a hint of impatience all over his body.
"What's wrong? Is it because we didn't treat you well enough?" Ignoring Zhou Yan's attitude, Huan Ling smiled.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Yan almost roared, as if the emotions he had been suppressing for a long time had exploded.
The phantom didn't care and still had a smile on his face.
"Take away this face of yours, or I'll tear you to pieces." Zhou Yan continued to roar, as if he had reached the limit of what he had endured for so long.
"I thought you would like it." Huan Ling spread his hands, not minding Zhou Yan's threat. In fact, Zhou Yan had said similar words more than once.
Zhou Yan sneered and then said: "Who would like a dead face?"
Hearing this, Huan Ling's expression froze, obviously not expecting Zhou Yan to say that.
"Or is your true face really so shameful?" Zhou Yan's sarcastic remarks continued. He would never do this under normal circumstances. It was obvious that his patience had really reached its limit.
Huan Ling looked at Zhou Yan in silence, not knowing whether he had no reaction or was holding back and wanted to see what Zhou Yan would say next.
"Qin Ji is just a means for you to conceal your identity, right? Why don't you dare show your true face to others?" Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Huan Ling. The emotions that he had vented before had completely calmed down.
At this moment, Huanling finally made a move. She raised her hand and tore off the mask covering her face, revealing a stunning face in front of Zhou Yan's eyes. Qin Ji was a universally recognized beauty, but she was an illusion created by Huanling. The real Huanling was no less beautiful than the illusionary Qin Ji. This might have surprised Zhou Yan, but he remained indifferent.
"I wonder if Prince Jing is satisfied with this face?" Huan Ling smiled slightly, and this smile made her look even more stunningly beautiful.
Zhou Yan sneered and said nothing, obviously not interested. He had no idea about the concept of beauty, otherwise he would not love Yin Yin alone. To be fair, Han Ji and the phantom in front of him were both more beautiful than Yin Yin. It was a pity...only the one in your heart was the most beautiful, this was an eternal truth.
After a moment, Zhou Yan finally spoke: "Where is it?"
" Prince Jing, why are you in such a hurry? We just arrived. Why don't we take a rest for a night and then tomorrow..."
Before Huan Ling finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Yan. His tone dropped a little and he repeated: "Where is it!!"
Seeing Zhou Yan's persistence, Huan Ling could only sigh and said: "Okay, follow me."
As he spoke, Huan Ling started walking. Zhou Yan only hesitated for a moment before following him...
Walking through the corridors and making many turns, Zhou Yan enjoyed pleasant scenery along the way, but he didn't care at all. Now he only had one thought, which was to meet that person as soon as possible. Perhaps it should be said that he was eager to confirm whether Huan Ling's words were true or false. He believed Huan Ling's words without a second thought and helped her escape. Now was the time for him to confirm it.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, it seemed as if they had reached an end and an independent courtyard appeared in front of them. Through the fence surrounding the courtyard, Zhou Yan saw a little boy about one year old walking towards a girl with two tender little hands stretched out, as if he was learning to walk. The boy was facing away from the girl so he couldn't see her face clearly. When the boy walked in front of the girl, the girl picked him up and spun around, looking very happy. That's why he saw Huan Ling and Zhou Yan and the others, so he stopped what he was doing and waited for their arrival.
Zhou Yan followed Huan Ling across the small bridge. For the first time, he felt his steps were so heavy. His eyes never left the child, but the closer he got, the more he wanted to escape. However, he seemed to be attracted by something and couldn't take his eyes away. He also didn't ignore the woman holding the child, because that woman was none other than Han Ji.
Han Ji stared at Zhou Yan step by step approaching, her expression was frozen, she was very surprised, until Zhou Yan came in front of her, she came back to her senses and smiled at Zhou Yan, then turned to the child in her arms and said softly: "Yier, call daddy."
The child heard the voice, looked at Zhou Yan, smiled innocently , and called out incoherently: "Daddy."
Zhou Yan stood there in a daze, motionless. He looked at Han Ji and the child in her arms in astonishment, and felt that everything was so unreal.
"The little prince is so obedient." Huanling's voice sounded in his ears.
Zhou Yan was awakened by the voice. He stared at the child in a daze. The innocent face could not hide his innate temperament, and his appearance seemed to be carved from the same mold as his own when he was a child, which made him speechless.
