Chapter 269: Ending Part 4

Xia Jingtang straightened the wrinkles on his clothes and asked Xiao Yunzi again: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Xiao Yunzi looked around her carefully, from top to bottom, and finally said with certainty: "Your Highness the Princess is as beautiful as ever."

Only then did she feel relieved and walked towards him holding the handkerchief.

As he got closer, his face appeared completely clear in her eyes, and her heart trembled unconsciously.

In the darkness of night, only the hexagonal lights from the corridor beside could illuminate this place. The light was dim, but it still made his skin as white as cream and his features as beautiful as a painting. Under his sword-like eyebrows were a pair of slender and beautiful red phoenix eyes, a high nose peak, and naturally red lips. He wore white clothes and had black hair, and both his clothes and hair fluttered in the wind. He only tied a light blue hairband, which fluttered slightly in the wind, making people feel that he was spotless when they saw him.

"He is truly a handsome man who looks like a banished immortal." She couldn't help but sigh.

When the visitor saw her, he was stunned at first, then he bowed and said, "Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Stand up." Xia Jingtang helped him up, smiling brightly, and asked, "What's your name? Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"

He lowered his eyelids slightly, and his slender and thick eyelashes cast an arc-shaped shadow under his eyes, which looked very beautiful.

His voice was like a clear mountain spring, clean and with a hint of magnetism: "My name is Xiao Yi, and I am the heir of the Duke of Qi's Mansion in Tiangan Kingdom. Your Highness has naturally never met me."

Xia Jingtang opened her mouth in surprise, because she arrived after the banquet started, so she knew that the Tiangan Kingdom had sent a prince as a hostage, but she didn't know that it was the handsome man in front of her.

"Qiguogongfu Xiao Yi, isn't your grandmother Princess Jin'an of Tianqian Kingdom?"

"Exactly."

She finally remembered that when she was young, she often accompanied her mother to send her brother to the Imperial Academy, and met Liang Wanshu twice. At that time, the carriage of the Duke of Qi's Mansion was to send Xiao Yi to school, but every time they arrived, Xiao Yi had already gone in, so she had never met him before.

Actually, they were once cousins.

She was puzzled and asked, "But aren't you the eldest son of the Duke of Qi? How could they be willing to send you to Xuan Cang as a hostage?"

Xiao Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Sometimes, these identities are what push you into the abyss."

Xia Jingtang looked at his expression and frowned, "You seem very sad?"

"How can I not be sad when I was sent to an enemy country as a hostage by someone I once trusted?" He seemed a little excited.

Xia Jingtang suddenly stretched out her little hand to hold his cold hand, rubbed it soothingly, and said, "Don't be sad. Although they have wronged you, you shouldn't live with hatred. I am a princess. In the future, I will protect you in Xuan Cang and will never let others bully you."

He lowered his eyes to look at the person in front of him. She was small in stature, but had a pair of large, clear eyes on her small face. There was no impurity in her eyes, as if the world she saw was pure and bright.

What a well-protected child.

Xiao Yi felt that such a clean person should not be involved with himself who was full of filth.

He quickly pulled his hand back, took a step back, and said in a distant tone: "I have been away for a long time, and it is time to go back. Your Highness, please do as you please. I will take my leave first."

Xia Jingtang wanted to say something else, but she saw him walking very fast, and soon he was far away from her without even looking back, as if she was a jackal, wolf or tiger.

She pouted in dissatisfaction and turned to ask Xiao Yunzi: "Do I look scary?"

Xiao Yunzi quickly denied: "Your Highness's appearance is inherited from His Majesty and His Majesty, how can it be bad?"

Yes, her father, the emperor, is the most handsome man in the world, and her mother is also a beauty, so she can't be that bad.

"Then why did he run so fast when he saw me?"

Xiao Yunzi said: "Perhaps it is because he knows that his current status is just an insignificant hostage, so he dare not curry favor with His Highness."

Xia Jingtang thought what he said made sense, and he had already started thinking about how he could make himself more down-to-earth so as to get closer to this immortal who had descended to earth.

…

As soon as the banquet was over, Nanxing returned to her own Changting Hall. She took a bath and prepared to turn off the lights and go to bed, but as soon as she entered the inner hall, she was called out by a knock on the door.

At this time, there would be no one else in her palace who had not yet informed the matter except Xia Jinghe.

She wanted to ignore him, but she knew this man's character very well. He would not give up until he achieved his goal. She was afraid that he would treat her shamelessly again, so she had to open the door.

Nan Xing lazily leaned against the door, looked at the man standing at the door, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, why are you visiting Changting Palace so late?"

Xia Jinghe drank a lot of wine, but he was not able to inherit Xia Qingchen's ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. He was staggering when he walked, his fair cheeks were stained with red clouds, and he looked at her with a dazed and innocent look.

"Xingxing, I miss you."

How could Nan Xing not smell the strong smell of alcohol on him? She said helplessly: "If you can't drink anymore, drink less in the future."

He shook his head, "I'm not drunk."

"I said, are you drunk? I'm afraid your mind is not clear at the moment." Although she complained, Nanxing still welcomed him into the palace and ordered the palace maid to prepare some sobering soup.

Xia Jinghe became more and more reckless under the influence of alcohol. He walked straight into the inner hall as soon as he entered the door, and then lay down on her bed.

Nan Xing only felt a throbbing pain in her temples, so she walked over and tried to pull him up. As a result, he did get up, but used the force to throw him directly into her arms. Fortunately, she had practiced martial arts over the years and was much stronger than an ordinary woman, so she caught him steadily.

He hugged her neck, like a big dog, hanging most of his body on her, and rubbed her neck with his cheek.

"Hey! Xia Jinghe, wake up!" Nan Xing gritted her teeth and managed to calm herself down, and finally put him back on the bed.

But this time he became much more obedient. He sat on the bed with his head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong. His tone was also aggrieved: "Xingxing, do you hate me?"

"no."

"You see, your tone shows that you are impatient with me."

"Really not." Nan Xing rubbed his brows with a headache: "You are drunk. After you drink the sobering soup, I will have someone send you back to the East Palace."

"No, I won't go back." He suddenly started to act out. He kicked off his shoes, climbed onto the bed and rolled himself into the quilt.

"Xia Jinghe!" Nan Xing roared, and went over to pull him out from under the quilt, but unexpectedly he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

She was stunned for only a moment before he turned over and pressed her under him.