Chapter 90. No Mistakes

Bound by Love: The Emperor's Enchanting Consort The Borrowers 2393 words 2026-04-13 04:09:15

Ming Lou and Qian Men had gathered here for a ridiculous rumor. He would make sure they all had no return.

"How did the arrangements I asked you to handle go?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Everything has been completely arranged."

"Good. If you want to challenge my Xuanxuan Temple, I will make you all have no return."

Xuanxuan Temple slapped the table with a heavy palm. The thick wood instantly developed cracks. Xuanxuan Temple's fury was not ordinary.

Meanwhile, Yuan Qian Lv stared at a certain spot, as if they harbored even greater plans yet to unfold.

Si Nuo Sang returned to the prince's mansion only to find the servants all walking in orderly procession, deliberately avoiding her. When had she become a transparent person? These people completely ignored her existence. In the past, such behavior was absolutely impossible. Yuan Qian Lv walked past from the side and treated her as air as well. When she tried to call out to him, Yuan Qian Lv had already turned the corner and vanished from her sight. So she hurriedly followed after him.

Yuan Qian Lv had disappeared, but another figure suddenly appeared before her.

"What are you looking for?"

It was Xuanxuan Temple, who had materialized in front of her like this. The sight was simply unbelievable.

"I'm looking. I'm looking for you."

Si Nuo Sang said, gazing at Xuanxuan Temple.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing at all."

"Then this king has business and will take my leave first!"

Just as Xuanxuan Temple turned to depart, Si Nuo Sang stepped in front of him.

"What exactly has happened to you?"

Seeing how coldly Xuanxuan Temple had been treating her these past days, Si Nuo Sang longed for an answer, a definitive one. And Xuanxuan Temple forced out a terrifying smile.

"You ask me?"

Daring to question him? Hadn't she known better herself?

"Shouldn't I ask you?"

"Yes, you ask yourself."

Xuanxuan Temple actually did not wish to discuss this matter. Yet Si Nuo Sang always made him feel like a fool. A slap followed by a bit of coaxing could erase the incident as if it had never occurred. When had Xuanxuan Temple sunk to such a lowly state, living off her charity?

Si Nuo Sang looked at Xuanxuan Temple and found him utterly changed. Even when she had been angry before, it had never reached this level. His current demeanor was beginning to frighten her.

"I don't know."

Si Nuo Sang truly had no idea what had him so enraged. If it concerned Ye Xuan, then he had no reason to behave this way.

"You don't know? Then who would know? Si Nuo Sang, are you treating me as a fool to toy with? If you truly love Ye Xuan, I will let you go now. You can leave!"

Xuanxuan Temple saw no need to explain why he would inevitably regret his words. Perhaps he had truly gone mad.

Si Nuo Sang looked at Xuanxuan Temple and said, "Are you angry because of Ye Xuan? I have said it countless times—Ye Xuan and I are merely ordinary friends."

"Ordinary friends? Who are you fooling? Hugging each other and calling it ordinary friends. A man and a woman embracing without restraint in the middle of the street, disregarding this king's dignity. This is called ordinary friends. Playing and drinking with Ye Xuan in the brothel and calling it ordinary friends? Being together every day, shopping, investigating cases, all of it labeled ordinary friends? Si Nuo Sang, your definition of ordinary friends is truly extraordinary! This king's patience has limits. Even if you wish to be with Ye Xuan, then go with him. Pack your belongings and leave this place today."

After voicing these words, Xuanxuan Temple's heart brimmed with regret, yet he could not force them out.

"Xuanxuan Temple? I..." Hearing those harsh words, she struggled to find an explanation, for she could not refute what he had said. Yet she and Ye Xuan truly shared nothing beyond friendship.

"I have nothing further to discuss with you. You may go pack your things yourself. If you find the task burdensome, call upon someone below to assist. Perhaps summon Ye Xuan—he will surely be delighted to help, for he eagerly awaits your departure from me."

"Xuanxuan Temple, you have truly misunderstood!"

Si Nuo Sang seized his hand, refusing to let him leave. Her actions were indeed unbecoming of an ancient person. In modern times they might be excused, but in this era they constituted ironclad evidence. She should have shown more restraint.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing her grip his hand, Xuanxuan Temple coldly shook it free and demanded, "What is the meaning of this?"

"Hear me out."

No matter what, she must explain. Whether he believed her or not.

"Speak, then."

Xuanxuan Temple stood before her, prepared to listen.

"Looking the way you do now, I know my words will fall on deaf ears. But I must say, the embrace on the street occurred only because he wished to comfort me. For I had been thinking of my sister, and my sister and I can never meet again. Thus I was deeply sorrowful. His hug was merely to offer comfort."

"Do you have a sister?"

"Yes."

"Haha, I never knew. Now learning at this late hour."

Xuanxuan Temple's heart grew colder still. This woman believed him not at all. That much was clear. For her disbelief, he would simply have to endure it.

"Sorry, I have concealed much. Yet that does not imply any entanglement between me and Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan is my true friend in the genuine sense—nothing more. I do not love him, nor does he love me."

"Is that so? You hold yourself in far too little regard."

Ye Xuan clearly loved her as such. Only she pretended ignorance here.

"It is true. I will not fall for him. I merely see him as a friend. And he saved me, enduring grave wounds on my behalf. I only wished to make a friend."

"I do not believe it."

Xuanxuan Temple answered honestly.

"I knew you would not. Yet I truly share nothing with him. Can we not pursue this further?"

"Are you suggesting now that all of this is my fault?"

Xuanxuan Temple fixed her with a cold stare. In the end, the blame had shifted back to him once more? Si Nuo Sang always possessed this uncanny skill, pinning every misdeed upon his shoulders. What had he said? She was always in the right.

"I never said that."

"Your heart tells you otherwise. 'Ye Xuan and I are merely ordinary friends. You insist on twisting it onto us. Do you have any sense? Cannot you cease this fussing? Can you believe me a little? I love you? Do not complicate matters. Me and him truly, truly, truly have nothing.' Correct? Is that how you truly feel?"

Xuanxuan Temple had laid bare her innermost thoughts. Yet his tone was grave. In a gentler tone, the meaning would have been entirely different.

"Because I truly have nothing with Ye Xuan."

"Enough. I will not listen to another word. I offer you two choices."

Xuanxuan Temple looked at Si Nuo Sang and took one involuntary step back.