Qian Yuan was right beside him, sleeping peacefully and innocently in front of him, completely unguarded. His hand rested gently on the corner of the blanket, right next to Ze Jin's hand. Only then did Ze Jin realize that even Qian Yuan's wrists were very slender, thin but easy to grasp. Ze Jin could easily hold them in one hand and pull them into his arms.
Zejin thought that his immortal was right here, innocent and pure, trusting him wholeheartedly, but he did not want to worship the god. Instead, he had other intentions and wanted to take Qianyuan away, to take him thousands of miles to the Western Regions, hide him away, and make him a god who belonged only to him.
Zejin gave a sarcastic smile.
He knew himself to be despicable and selfish.
But no matter what Zekin thought, he ultimately did not openly reveal his desires.
Perhaps it was because they couldn't bear to see Qianyuan shed tears, or bear to see her sad expression.
He should return Qianyuan to Dayu and Emperor Chongle.
After this incident, Zejin understood that, given Emperor Chongle's temperament, he could no longer allow him to remain in the palace.
However, he has already contacted the person he should, and soon he will build a kingdom in the Western Regions that is entirely his own and can accommodate the little prince.
Zejin spent a sleepless night.
When Qianyuan woke up, she met Zejin's special eyes, which were as deep as the sea.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Qianyuan asked in a daze.
It felt like I'd been watching him like that all night.
Zejin rubbed his head, dressed him, and combed his hair.
If I calculate it, the men sent by Emperor Chongle should be arriving here by now, even if they are traveling at breakneck speed.
Zejin lifted Qianyuan's beautiful hair, which was draped around his waist like moonlight. Even today, he still felt that meeting Qianyuan was something that could only happen in his dream. Zejin was not afraid of waking up. Even if he woke up, he would overcome all obstacles and find Qianyuan.
It seems he has done this countless times before.
"Your Highness, would you like to come with me to the Western Regions?"
Zejin asked him.
Qianyuan turned her head and met Zejin's gaze.
He didn't get Qianyuan's answer because Emperor Chongle came in person.
After Emperor Chongle learned that his cub had been tricked into leaving home and the palace, he suppressed his anger and, disregarding Ning Guanyan's objections, went out incognito to personally bring his cub back.
After a day and a night of separation, Emperor Chongle's patience had reached its limit.
He dispatched his shadow guards, who had already located the cub in this town. Emperor Chongle ignored the soldiers following behind him and rode over alone.
Although he wasn't wearing a dragon robe, even ordinary brocade looked incredibly luxurious on him. Coupled with his imposing and dignified demeanor, it was clear to ordinary people that he came from an official family.
Emperor Chongle dismounted in front of this small inn, and the waiter immediately bowed and scraped to greet him.
"Distinguished guest, are you here for a meal or to stay the night?"
Emperor Chongle lowered his eyes and asked, "Was a child with unusual appearance brought to the inn yesterday?"
The waiter was taken aback: "Child, no... Yesterday there were two exceptionally handsome young men, one of whom had the appearance of a different race, and the other looked like...like a deity..."
"Oh? Distinguished guest, you haven't booked a room yet. You're not going that way!"
Emperor Chongle simply knocked on each door to check, and finally saw the familiar foreign boy in the third room.
A strange boy's voice came from inside the door:
"Zejin, it's so noisy outside, what's going on?"
Emperor Chongle kicked Zejin aside, drew his sword, and stormed into the room: "Little brat?"
The white-haired boy on the bed: "Father?"
Emperor Chongle then raised his eyes and examined the face of the boy on the bed.
That's clearly what his child will look like when he grows up.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Chongle, not knowing what he had misunderstood, gripped his sword tightly, turned around to find Zejin, and raised his sword to strike.
"father!"
Qianyuan immediately transformed into her original form, flew to her father, and clung to him.
"This foreign brat dares to corrupt you! I'll cut him down with my sword right now, then tear him apart with five horses!"
"No! Waaah! Daddy, Daddy..."
The little guy frantically kicked over the table and crushed the chair. He staggered and clung to Emperor Chongle, trying to extinguish the fire with his cold scales.
His father was so angry that his face turned red.
Emperor Chongle held his child with one hand, unmoving as a mountain, while using the other to kill.
Zejin remained kneeling silently, and the scene descended into chaos.
Hearing the commotion inside, the shadow guards who had caught up heard the noise and, thinking something had happened, rushed in to protect the emperor. They found the little boy clinging to him, shouting:
"Father, hit me if you want!"
Shadow Guard: ...
The shadow guards retreated swiftly.
His colleagues watched him go in, then immediately pull back, tiptoeing back, and asked him with the look of someone who was looking at a complete idiot:
What happened? Where is His Majesty?!
The shadow guard gave him a look.
Then, another cold laugh came from inside the door:
"I'm going to break you up today!"
Now the Shadow Guard's colleagues understood. They silently squatted at the door, writing urgent letters until sparks flew, urging Ning Guanyan to come and help immediately.
The bodyguards have no experience with this kind of domestic stuff!
Ning Guanyan nearly fainted at the sight inside the door, but the little guy had transformed back into human form and was pitifully clinging to Emperor Chongle's arm, acting spoiled. Emperor Chongle's heart softened instantly, but he still said:
"I will never allow you to be with this guy. You are a prince of noble birth, what is he?! Child, don't be fooled by this wild man's words. You promised to stay with me forever."
Qianyuan blinked: "? I didn't want to be with Zejin."
“Zejin carried me back yesterday, found me an inn to stay in, and has been taking care of me ever since. He’s a good human being.”
Qian Yuan didn't understand why Emperor Chong Le was angry, but she remembered to comfort her father:
"Dad is the best dad, I will never leave Dad."
Ning Guanyan breathed a sigh of relief. It was a misunderstanding after all. That's great.
Otherwise, he really hadn't figured out how to get back alive today.
Either he and Zejin died together, or they passed away one after the other.
Ning Guanyan said at the right moment, "Your Majesty, let's go back as soon as possible. There are too many people and too many eyes outside, and I am worried about your safety and that of the young prince."
Seeing this, Emperor Chongle nodded. He reached out and picked up Qianyuan, covering him with his cloak, then looked down at Zejin and said:
“This person will also be taken back for further processing.”
"Send another group of people up the mountain to invite the Celestial Master out for me, so we can see what trouble he's caused."
Emperor Chongle was almost gritting his teeth.
Qianyuan snuggled closer to Emperor Chongle and secretly lit a candle for the Celestial Master.
Emperor Chongle and his entourage left the inn, but the story of the daughter of an official family eloping with a young man from another ethnic group, only to be captured and brought back by her father who had traveled a thousand miles to bring her back, was still told in the inn as a story for casual conversation.
It is said that the father overturned several tables on the spot and even broke the chairs, showing great contempt for the son of a foreign race. However, the son of a foreign race and the noble lady were deeply in love, and in the end, the father was moved. At least the son of a foreign race came out horizontally and did not die on the spot.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
