freenovelworld Chapter 89
Chapter 89
Pei Yunche shook his head, "I'm not going back, I want to stay with you..."
"We're not a good fit."
"What's wrong with us? We've been childhood sweethearts, growing up together since we were little. No one in this world is more suitable than me!"
He was somewhat agitated and kept trying to grab her sleeve, as if if he could, things wouldn't be like this.
Nalan Jingwen stared at him, his expression serious. "I don't like you."
"..."
Pei Yunche suddenly froze, his expression hardening.
No amount of rejection can hurt as much as this sentence: there's no reason why, it's just because I don't like it.
Simply because I don't like it.
He was at a loss, tears streaming down his face. His raised hand fell limply to the ground, and a smile that looked worse than a grimace stretched across his face.
"I do not believe……"
Nalan Jingwen didn't want to say anything more, so he pulled Nalan Yin out of the crowd.
Pei Yunche stood there, staring at her retreating figure; they seemed to be getting further and further away...
"Um, Young Master Pei..."
A middle-aged woman walked up to him and called out.
Pei Yunche recognized her; she was the owner of the restaurant. He raised his hand and wiped away his tears.
"What's wrong? Did she not pay again? I'll give you the money..."
As he spoke, he instinctively reached for the banknotes in his pocket.
The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, His Highness gave me money this time, even more. I wanted to give him change, but you were talking and I didn't want to disturb you. Now His Highness has left..."
Pei Yunche glanced down at the silver note in her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "If she gave it to you, just keep it."
"Okay, okay!"
Pei Yunche looked again in the direction Nalan Jingwen had left, but the red figure was already out of sight.
How could he forget...?
Nalan Jingwen has changed a long time ago...
She no longer needed him to follow behind her and clean up her messes...
……
Nalan Yin looked at the woman walking in front of him and quickly walked a few steps to her side.
"You're just going to leave him there like that?"
"This must be Pei Yunche, your childhood sweetheart. How could you bear to part with someone so handsome? You're so different from the rumors."
Nalan Jingwen stopped and turned to the side, scrutinizing him with his eyes.
"You seem to know a lot of things?"
By now, Nalan Yin knew that Nalan Jingwen meant him no harm, and he was no longer so wary.
"Is it so hard to know these things? Everyone in the palace knows that you, the wise prince, have an extremely beautiful childhood sweetheart who follows you around every day. There are even palace servants betting on whether the two of you will get together."
Nalan Jingwen's eyes flashed with a dangerous light. He really had too much free time; it was time to let Nalan Fengxing teach him a lesson.
"You're really heartless. You're willing to make such a beautiful person cry."
Nalan Jingwen smiled and looked at him, "Since you know my identity, you should know what kind of person I am. I like handsome men, no matter what kind, old or young, or even if they are related by blood..."
Her gaze deliberately swept over his entire body, as if she had stripped him naked.
Nalan Yin's face darkened, her eyes turned sinister, and she raised her hand to slap Nalan Jingwen across the face.
Nalan Jingwen effortlessly gripped his wrist with great force, yet he didn't even flinch, staring intently at Nalan Jingwen.
"Do you think I didn't see your little tricks just now? If you dare to do that again, I won't hesitate to let you experience my methods."
If it weren't for wanting to dissuade Pei Yunche at the time, they wouldn't have let him provoke Pei Yunche.
Nalan Yin suddenly laughed, "Your reputation is really not good, yet Pei Yunche still treats you like a treasure."
Nalan Jingwen looked in his direction. The street was originally full of people, but when they saw Nalan Jingwen, they all packed up and left, not even bothering with their stalls.
Nalan Jingwen didn't care at all and let go of his hand. Nalan Yin rubbed his already red wrist and concealed the darkness in his eyes.
"Angry?"
Nalan Jingwen walked forward and said calmly, "I am not so petty as to argue with a child."
"I'm not a child."
"So what? Whether it is or not, you still have to call me Imperial Sister."
Nalan Yin fell silent, and Nalan Jingwen didn't seem to care. They stopped at a clothing shop and went inside.
Nalan Yin glanced at the shop, a complex look flashing in her eyes, but still followed them inside.
"Oh my, isn't this Your Highness? What brings you here?"
Nalan Jingwen nodded and stepped aside, revealing Nalan Yin behind him.
"Take his measurements and pick out a few outfits."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up the moment he saw Nalan Yin. "Whose young master is this? He's so handsome. Your Highness is truly blessed."
Nalan Jingwen did not refute, after all, it was best not to reveal Nalan Yin's identity at present.
Nalan Yin glanced at the silent woman, then at the shopkeeper, and said, "I am not one of hers."
The boss just smiled ambiguously, as if to say, "I know everything."
"Please come in, young master. Someone will take your measurements."
Nalan Yin went behind the curtain, and Nalan Jingwen sat down in a chair to drink tea and wait for him. All kinds of snacks were prepared, for fear of neglecting her.
He came out quickly, and the shopkeeper took the size handed to him by the servant, looked at it, and said, "Perfect, we happen to have a few outfits that would suit you, young master."
"Take it and let him try it on."
Nalan Yin showed no expression; Nalan Jingwen told him to try, so he did.
When she came out again, everyone present was stunned, their expressions blank, and their eyes revealed amazement.
Nalan Jingwen nodded, somewhat satisfied.
"Wear this outfit, and wrap up the rest of the pieces."
The boss quickly realized what was happening, and his face beamed with joy.
"Okay, okay."
She wasn't worried that Nalan Jingwen wouldn't pay; if he didn't, they could always go to the Pei residence and ask Young Master Pei for it.
However, when Nalan Jingwen took out a stack of silver notes, he was dumbfounded. Had the prince changed his mind?
Nalan Jingwen took the clothes and left with Nalan Yin, ignoring the stunned boss behind them.
"These few sets should be enough for you to wear for the next few days. Once the weaving workshop sends your clothes over, you can throw these away."
Nalan Yin stared at her, "You really are a waste."
Nalan Jingwen chuckled lightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
On the way back to the palace, the two remained silent until they arrived at Jing'an Palace.
It must be said that the people in the palace are indeed quick. In just a few hours, they have basically cleaned and tidied everything up and made all the necessary arrangements.
Upon seeing Nalan Jingwen, they all knelt down and paid their respects.
"Your Highness, Prince Yin."
"Get up."
He led Nalan Yin inside, and as he looked around the palace, a complex expression flashed in his eyes.
Nalan Jingwen stopped and handed him the clothes in his hand.
"I will ask His Majesty to find a tutor to teach you to read and write, as well as various etiquettes. Study hard and I will come to see you again in a while. If any ignorant servants dare to bully you, remember to tell me and I will deal with them."
Her voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear, and all the palace servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
Nalan Yin stared intently at her, knowing why she had said those things, and asked, "Why are you so good to me?"
Nalan Jingwen simply chuckled and did not reply.
It's impossible to be without a purpose; she doesn't do things in vain. However, if Nalan Yin hadn't resisted that day, she probably wouldn't have even glanced at him.