Chapter 493 How to achieve both in this world

Xiyan turned to look at Xiao Nanyue, and saw that there was no resentment in his eyes, only understanding, so she nodded.

She quietly left the hall while everyone was toasting each other.

The evening breeze blew her hair, and the palace lanterns in the corridor cast long shadows behind her, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, just like the indescribable emotions in her heart.

"Helian Feng, is that you?"

She stood still under the eaves, her voice as soft as a sigh, but enough to penetrate the silent night.

After a while, a bright blue figure appeared from behind the vermilion columns.

The moonlight fell on him, outlining a thin but upright figure, his eyebrows like ink paintings, and a solemn and solemn expression. It was none other than the Tianqi Emperor Helian Feng.

Today, he specially changed into that beautiful blue brocade robe with elegant cloud patterns embroidered on the fabric. It was the same robe he wore when he first met Xiyan at Qingxi Cottage two years ago.

Xiyan looked at him, and was in a trance for a moment, as if time had gone back to that afternoon when pear blossoms were flying.

At that time, he was still the gentle and jade-like Crown Prince, and she had not yet been drawn into a deeper vortex. Everything was still as clear as when they first met.

Helian Feng's face was filled with embarrassment and discomfort from being caught, his ears slightly reddened, and he avoided her gaze in panic:

"Xiyan, I... just wanted to come to your house and persuade Nan Yan not to leave. It's my fault for not informing anyone, so I'm sorry..."

Xiyan looked at his bewildered look and said softly:

"Since you're here, why not come in and have a drink with everyone."

Helian Feng shook his head slightly, his hands unconsciously clenching the corners of his robes.

"Forget it. I didn't know you were gathering today. If I went, it would only disturb your joyful feast. I have official business to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Having said this, he turned around and was about to leave. His steps were somewhat hurried and awkward, and he completely lacked the composure of an emperor.

"Helian Feng..." Xiyan called out to him.

Helian Feng's back suddenly stiffened, but his steps stopped obediently and he slowly turned around.

The moonlight illuminated the loneliness in his eyes. The elegant and gentle Crown Prince of the past had now become the emperor, but there was a cautious and melancholy look between his brows, which made Xiyan feel a little sad.

It is undeniable that when Xiao Nanyan hurt her deeply two years ago, Helian Feng's silent protection had moved her, even if that feeling was more of an emotion.

But time passes, people change, and now when I look at the melancholy in his eyes, there is only a complex sigh.

The two stood quietly, gazing at each other. The wind from the corridor blew up a few fallen leaves, swirling around their feet.

After a while, Helian Feng sighed softly, with a hint of earnestness in his eyes that was almost pleading:

"Xiyan, are you really leaving?"

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, but also as if he was confirming an answer that had already been determined.

Xiyan nodded gently, her voice calm but with unquestionable certainty:

"Yes, we will set off in three days."

Helian Feng's lips trembled uncontrollably, and his tone was full of eagerness to keep him:

"Xiyan, can you tell Nanyan that I no longer have any grudges against him? I will never fight openly or secretly like my father and Xiao Beicheng did back then. I know he has no ambitions for the throne. I just... I just want you all to stay in Yandu so that I can see you... often."

His Adam's apple rolled, and with an almost humble plea,

"Xiyan, Nanyan listens to you the most. Can you persuade him? Don't leave, okay?"

Xi Yan shook her head, a trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes:

"You know Ayan's personality. He won't change his mind once he makes a decision. He has his reasons, and most of them are for me."

Helian Feng's body trembled violently, as if all his strength had been drained away. Silence stretched between the two for a long time.

He looked at Xi Yanqingjue's profile and finally spoke, his voice filled with a sigh of defeat:

"I understand. Nan Yan truly loves you. I... am ultimately inferior to him."

He gazed at her eyes and eyebrows affectionately, his gaze tracing over her cheek inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve this face into his bones and blood, never to be forgotten.

"Xiyan, will I see you again in the future?"

"I suppose so."

Xiyan met his gaze, her tone gentle but with limits:

"You are, after all, the children's uncle, aren't you?"

Helian Feng's eyes trembled violently for a few times, and he finally managed a smile, but that smile was more bitter than crying:

"Yeah, you're right."

He took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength:

"Then I wish you a safe journey. I have a court meeting in three days, so I won't be seeing you off."

Xiyan nodded, looked at his lonely look, and said softly:

"Helian Feng, I hope you can meet the owner of that silver hairpin soon, get what you want, and live a happy life."

Helian Feng's eyes trembled slightly, and he turned and walked a few steps, but suddenly turned back, with complex emotions surging in his eyes:

"Xiyan, actually, you may not believe me, but I have thought about this before. If I could be with you, I would also abandon this kingdom like Nan Yan did, and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to spend the rest of my life with you."

Xi Yan looked at him quietly, with a slight ripple in her eyes:

"I believe it."

Helian Feng's body trembled violently, as if burned by these two words, and his eyes instantly turned red:

"Thank you for trusting me."

He looked at her deeply, and said carefully:

"Xiyan, take care."

He walked up to her and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, just like he did two years ago at the Prince's Mansion. It was cold, but filled with restrained tenderness.

A tear fell on Xiyan's nose, and the salty taste spread.

Then he slowly turned around and walked away step by step, never looking back.

The beautiful blue figure gradually blended into the night, like a silhouette blown away by the wind.

Xiyan looked in the direction where he disappeared, a glimmer of light in her eyes.

How can one achieve both in this world?

Since she met Xiao Nanyue first, she could only let Helian Feng down.

After all, Xiao Nanyan was the light of her life, illuminating her entire life...