The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 227 - 226: Does It Hurt?

When they were far enough from the capital, Mingzhu and her group finally stopped to rest for a while.

Mingzhu asked Yuan Changan, "Where are we going?"

Yuan Changan raised an eyebrow and teased Mingzhu, "You don’t know where we’re going, yet you dare to follow me without fear of me selling you off?"

Mingzhu pressed her lips, "I don’t want to be kept locked up."

Those people seemed to treat her well, always bringing her what she wanted immediately.

The food, clothing, and accommodations were all the best.

But being kept locked up was inherently wrong.

She wasn’t a criminal!

Although he already knew about her physical condition, Yuan Changan still couldn’t digest the fact that Mingzhu had lost her memory.

Being looked at with her confused eyes, Yuan Changan didn’t know whether he should pity Xie Yunzhen.

That wretch valued Mingzhu more than anything, and before leaving the capital, he deliberately flaunted it in his face.

Now that Mingzhu had forgotten him, who knows how he would react?

Imagining Xie Yunzhen’s struck-by-lightning look, Yuan Changan felt a burst of pleasure inside.

But thinking of Mingzhu’s ordeal, his mood instantly became heavy.

Aside from the possibility of angering the Emperor, the injury she suffered was very real.

No longer deliberately teasing Mingzhu, Yuan Changan said earnestly, "I’m taking you to Xie Yunzhen."

After a pause, he continued, "He’s your husband, and you two have a strong bond. Although the front lines are dangerous, he should be able to protect you well."

Compared to leaving Mingzhu in the capital, Yuan Changan felt being beside Xie Yunzhen was safer.

Though the battlefield is treacherous, as long as Xie Yunzhen is there, Mingzhu will surely be alright.

Everything imagined has become true.

Mingzhu still felt a bit at a loss.

"The owner of that villa..."

"It’s the Emperor."

Having lost her memory, Mingzhu wasn’t aware of the current state of the court, so Yuan Changan gave her a concise explanation.

He also explained the events of the day clearly to her.

The only thing he hid was something he wanted Xie Yunzhen to tell her himself.

Mingzhu lowered her eyes, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the ties on her clothing.

Thinking she was afraid, Yuan Changan comforted her gently, "Xie Yunzhen will protect you well."

Mingzhu nodded.

Though she didn’t know how she ended up marrying Xie Yunzhen, Yuan Changan seemed like an elegant gentleman.

His gaze was clear and upright, unlikely to deceive her with such matters.

Also, those Hidden Guards were indeed very respectful to her.

From a certain perspective, the attitude of the Hidden Guards reflected Xie Yunzhen’s attitude.

Mingzhu’s mind was a bit tangled, her heart somewhat anxious.

She didn’t know how she became involved with that person, leaving the capital abruptly, unsure if it would implicate others?

Yuan Changan hadn’t spent much time with Mingzhu, but prior to their engagement, he did his homework to understand her.

Just by looking at her expression, he knew what she was worried about.

He comforted, "Don’t be afraid, the Emperor is the least willing to make matters bigger."

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have hidden Mingzhu in the villa, nor sealed the news tightly.

He even relocated Gold to the Empress Dowager’s palace to divert attention.

With Yuan Changan’s reassurance, Mingzhu felt much at ease.

Having done nothing wrong, even if trouble arose, it wouldn’t be her fault.

Since that’s the case, why should she be anxious?

She would face soldiers with generals, and water with earth.

After hesitating for a moment, Mingzhu asked about Xie Yunzhen, "What kind of person is he?"

She was genuinely curious about the kind of man she married.

Outsiders said he was a favored one of heaven, but that felt empty; Mingzhu wanted to get a sense of Xie Yunzhen’s temperament ahead of time.

Once she met him, she could know how to interact with him.

Yuan Changan snorted, "He’s just a rascal!"

Mingzhu: "..."

The words were spoken with some bitterness, and Mingzhu quietly closed her mouth.

Once they met, she’d know what kind of person Xie Yunzhen was.

Yuan Changan believed the Emperor wouldn’t send people to pursue them.

But he feared he could be wrong in his assumptions.

After all, someone in power wouldn’t allow people or things to escape control so easily.

To prevent any accidents, they resumed their journey after a brief rest.

The hurried trip resulted in losing weight for Yuan Changan, let alone Mingzhu, even though he was a grown man.

...

In the military camp.

Xie Yunzhen was examining a map.

When a soldier reported that a gentleman with the surname Yuan was here to see him, he suspected he had misheard.

"Surname Yuan?"

"The person said he’s Yuan Changan."

It was indeed him.

Xie Yunzhen abruptly stood up and strode out of the tent.

His expression was terrifyingly dark.

This person wasn’t staying put in the capital; what was he doing on the battlefield?

If Mingzhu needed help, Yuan Changan not being there deprived her of assistance.

Xie Yunzhen was so angry that he wanted to curse.

He had thought Yuan Changan was reliable enough to entrust Mingzhu to him!

Rushing out, his armor clanked loudly.

Upon reaching the camp’s outside, he didn’t see Yuan Changan.

Instead, he saw the one he missed day and night, someone he wished could fly back to greet.

Xie Yunzhen’s steps halted, standing in place, unsure if he was seeing correctly.

How could Mingzhu possibly be here?

The man ahead was tall and formidable, perhaps unruly because on the battlefield or recently too busy to care for himself.

His chin bore some bluish-black stubble.

No matter how unkempt, he seemed full of masculine charm.

Mingzhu’s heart inexplicably sped up, shyly averting her gaze.

Yuan Changan had said they shared a good bond, yet this person stood dumbly like a silly goose.

Do affectionate couples greet each other like this?

Mingzhu exhaled, suppressing her odd feelings.

Clearing her throat, "Did you also forget me?"

The woman’s gentle voice reached his ears, and Xie Yunzhen finally confirmed it wasn’t an illusion.

Mingzhu truly came!

Dusted and tired, she clearly endured hardships.

Spotting her flat belly, Xie Yunzhen’s falcon-like gaze sharply contracted.

The vein on his forehead twitched.

Before the joy could spread, another kind of piercing pain replaced it.

In his sight, the man moved toward her with large strides.

His facial expression seemed collapsing, as though enduring extreme anguish.

Mingzhu felt unease; did Xie Yunzhen not want to see her?

Before she could speak, she was engulfed in his embrace.

The man held tightly, as if wanting to immerse her into his very bones.

Mingzhu’s heart, troubled all along the journey, suddenly found solace.

Instinctively, she raised her hand to embrace him back.

Xie Yunzhen’s eyes were reddened, his hands holding Mingzhu trembled.

His throat seemed clogged with cotton, making speech arduously challenging.

His eyes swelled with hot tears uncontrollably rolling down, hitting the skin behind Mingzhu’s ear.

Scorching.

And blazing.

Mingzhu’s eyes flickered with shock; this grown man was crying!

"Zhu Zhu, does it hurt?"