They had not been separated for long, but Wang Jin felt as if several springs and autumns had already passed...
Yuan Heng was caught completely by surprise when the ger rushed into him, but his expression softening instantly. "You..." he murmured, his voice low and warm, tinged with unmistakable affection and a hint of laughter, as if teasing Wang Jin for his impulsive, clinging behavior. Heat rushed to Wang Jin's face, coloring his cheeks, and he raised his gaze to meet the man's eyes.
The man's tone sounded teasing, but the joy and adoration in his eyes could not be hidden—his light-colored glass-like pupils were filled entirely with his own reflection...
Wang Jin gazed at this and couldn't help but become entranced.
The man was already handsome, and now with his softened expression and eyes filled with tender affection... this visual impact... made Wang Jin's heart thunder in his chest...
The ger in front of him was staring dazedly with his clear, bright eyes, as if Yuan Heng was his entire world. Yuan Heng felt a profound stir in his heart, and his gaze upon the ger grew impossibly softer. "How did you get here?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. He found himself unconsciously leaning forward until his forehead rested against the other's, as if only at such an intimate distance could he truly see him clearly.
Uncle Shan stood frozen, watching the two figures who seemed fused together. His hand trembled as he pointed toward them, his lips moving soundlessly, utterly incapable of forming any words. How had his young master become so unrestrained?
While the young master had always shown warmth and enthusiasm toward young master Cheng Bai in the past, it had never been like this... Overwhelmed, Uncle Shan raised his other hand to cover his eyes.
Beside him, the beastman Pan Yue stood rigid in his form-fitting black attire, his youthful face a mask of pure astonishment. His eyes were wide with disbelief, and his jaw had gone slack at the sight of Wang Jin and Yuan Heng's intimate display.
He wasn't familiar with this Xi Yao, but he knew he was very timid...
Yet now it seemed...
This timidity probably depended on who he was with...
From the moment they met, those two had been stuck together, chatting as if no one else was around, as if they had endless topics to discuss... They had erected a high barrier against everything around them, as if no one could intervene between them anymore...
Pan Yue watched, clicking his tongue in wonder. Uncle Shan wanted to step forward and remind them to mind the distance, but Pan Yue stopped him.
"Uncle Shan, look how happy the young master is. Why not let it be this time? Anyway, with us here, that Yuan Heng can't do anything."
Hearing this, Uncle Shan looked at Wang Jin. The ger was smiling so widely his cheekbones were raised, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his eyes... His brilliant smile was probably brighter than the morning sun.
"It's the first time I've discovered that the young master can also laugh so happily..." Pan Yue remarked, chuckling lightly.
Although he wasn't familiar with that Xi Yao, he was the son of the Incense Hall Master and managed this guesthouse area, so he often went to see the city lord...
He had run into Xi Yao many times when visiting the city lord... but never once had he seen Xi Yao so cheerful...
The only time he had smiled was at Martial Hall Master's younger brother, Cheng Bai... and that smile was merely a slight pursing of his lips... not looking particularly happy.
Nothing like now, where he looked like a carefree child... purely dazzling... unconsciously shining... attracting the gaze of everyone present.
"This young master seems to have changed quite a bit since returning this time?"
Even the unfamiliar Pan Yue had noticed the change in Wang Jin.
Uncle Shan nodded in stunned agreement. In truth, he had followed the young master for a long time, but he had never seen him look so delighted...
That ancient beastman must have treated the young master extremely well, to make the heavily guarded young master so defenseless before one person...
Uncle Shan had just wanted to stop the two from being overly intimate, but now, seeing Wang Jin so happy, he voluntarily stood to the side.
The two stood talking until they grew tired, then naturally walked to a shady spot to sit on the ground and chat...
Although it was a conversation between two people, it was mostly the ger talking, while the beastman just looked at him with full of love... as if simply looking at the ger was enough to satisfy him completely.
Inside the city, within an exquisite pavilion.
A ger dressed in red clothes was sitting fixedly, staring at the door as if waiting for someone.
After a short while, a short but stout ger appeared at the door. This ger was adorned with gold and silver, his clothes extremely luxurious, and the headdress he wore was also very exquisite...
These things should have added to his appearance, but because of the person's slovenliness, they instead seemed overly cumbersome...
He walked in. The distance between his short legs and the red-clothed ger was only a few steps, yet it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to cover it...
A flash of impatience passed through the red-clothed ger's eyes, but it was well concealed. He piled on a smile, stood up, and went to greet him.
"Xiang'er, you're finally here." The person stepped forward and actively took Zhao Xiang's hand, leading him to sit at the table. "I've been waiting for you for so long," he said in a slightly coquettish voice, showing intimacy... making people feel an involuntary sense of closeness and familiarity upon hearing it.
Zhao Xiang also raised a smile, showing some sincerity on his face. "Shulin, you invited me... I came over without a moment's delay after leaving that seductive spirit's pavilion."
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