Shui Meng Chan (II)

Ningxue asked curiously, "Big brother, what's big brother Long going to do?"

"To find a femme fatale," Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

"Femme fatale? What's that?" Ningxue looked up at him.

"It's a terrifying thing that can start a terrible war with a single smile, and can turn a man of steel into a pile of mud with a single gesture. But for a man, if he's not strong enough, then this thing will bring him all sorts of disasters. If he's strong enough, then this femme fatale will become a plaything for him to enjoy. " Ye Wuchen's lips curled into a faint smile as he stared at the sign that read 'Dreamy Smoky House'. No one knew what he was thinking.

Ningxue's white hair had attracted the attention of most of the people here, but when they saw the girl's face, they immediately averted their gazes as if avoiding the plague. Their faces were filled with obvious disgust. Ye Wuchen scanned the surroundings coldly and picked her up gently. Leaning her against his chest, he asked, "Xue 'er, most people in the secular world judge a book by its cover. Therefore, many people hate you because of your face. Are you afraid?"

Ningxue shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck. "As long as you don't hate me or abandon me, I won't care if others hate me or not."

Ye Wuchen's lips curled into a faint smile. "Even if I don't want my life, I won't abandon Cher, nor will I hate Cher. Just like how Cher won't hate you, big brother, right?"

Ning Xue nodded her head vigorously. Her eyebrows arched as she said very seriously, "Xue 'er will never hate big brother!"

Ye Wuchen smiled and nodded. His gaze inadvertently swept across the passersby, but he suddenly met with an extremely sharp gaze.

It was a youth around sixteen or seventeen years of age, dressed plainly and with a handsome figure. His hair was a little messy, but his expression was cold and stiff. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and Ye Wuchen felt as if he was being cut by his gaze. That gaze hid hatred, indifference, and wariness, as if there was no one in the world he could trust.

At this time, he was supporting a middle-aged woman who was staggering as she walked forward slowly. She should only be forty, but most of her hair was already white. She looked more than ten years older than her actual age. The youth supported her carefully. Ye Wuchen listened carefully and faintly heard the middle-aged woman murmuring, "Heavenly Dragon City … It's been 20 years. I'm finally back to Heavenly Dragon City …"

The youth's gaze swept across Ye Wuchen and Ye Ningxue's faces without pausing for even a moment. In other words, anyone who appeared in his line of sight could not escape his gaze. This was a youth who was always on high alert.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be deep in thought as he watched him leave. He said in a low voice, "Is he a lone wolf or an eagle?"

On the top floor of the Dreamy Smoky Restaurant, Long Zheng Yang sat in a private room filled with a fragrant aroma. Beside him was a round table, on which was a steaming cup of tea. In front of him was a semi-transparent pink veil. The soundproofing here was quite good, and he couldn't hear anything from the streets at all. In this sort of silence, Long Zheng Yang felt a bit uneasy, but he didn't make a sound, afraid that he would alert someone.

Finally, light footsteps sounded out from behind the pink veil. A graceful woman walked out from behind the veil, looking incredibly graceful. Although he couldn't see her face, just her figure alone was enough to make any man lose his soul.

Long Zheng Yang's breathing became ragged. Although he hadn't seen her for a year, she had appeared in his dreams almost every night. How could he forget her? He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip to calm himself down. Then, he stood up and said calmly, "Miss Mengchan … it's been a year since we last met. Are … are you well?"

The graceful figure sat down behind the veil, and a gentle voice sounded out, "Mengchan is doing well. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Your Highness did not hide your return this time, so I'm sure you've reached the end of your 5-year period. From now on, you'll be able to calm yourself down. "

A bitter smile appeared on Long Zheng Yang's face, "Miss Mengchan, you can just call me Young Master Long. We've known each other for so long, and the title 'Crown Prince' … is too distant."

"Mengchan is just an ordinary woman; how could I disrespect Your Highness?" Shui Mengchan said in a gentle voice, and her voice was like a gentle breeze, causing people's hearts to tremble.

An ordinary woman … if she was ordinary, then wouldn't all the other women in the world be withered branches and withered leaves? Long Zheng Yang thought to himself as he looked at the figure behind the veil, "Since miss Mengchan knew that I didn't hide my return this time, you must have discovered me the moment I stepped into the Heavenly Dragon City. I wonder if miss Mengchan has the same thoughts as me. "

After a short period of silence, Shui Mengchan gave a helpless and melancholic sigh, "Your Highness is the Crown Prince, and should always have the ambition to bring peace to the country. You shouldn't be tied down by the world of mortals. Mengchan doesn't dare to be someone who would bring harm to the Crown Prince and the world of mortals. Your Highness Crown Prince, this kind of place is not suitable for Your Highness. Mengchan is grateful that Your Highness has come to see Mengchan. Your Highness Crown Prince, please leave. "

This was the first time that Shui Mengchan had rejected Long Zheng Yang so directly, and it was also the first time that she had asked him to leave so early. In the past, she couldn't bear to do so, but now, she didn't want to give him any hope. Long Zheng Yang felt as if he had been hit in the head with a stick, and his face paled. He slowly stood up as he said in a desolate voice, "Since it's like this, Zheng Yang will take his leave … miss Mengchan, it's been 5 years since we last met. Can you let me see miss Mengchan's heavenly face again?"

"Mengchan can't help herself, and neither can her heart. Please leave, Your Highness. Don't let your friends wait too long." Shui Mengchan said faintly. The friends she was referring to were Ye Wuchen and Ye Ningxue.

Long Zheng Yang stared blankly for a moment before turning and leaving dejectedly.

After walking out of the private room, he leaned against the door and bitterly laughed, "Crown Prince … what kind of Crown Prince am I? So what if I have wealth and power? I can't even see the woman I love … why is it only her? Why is it only her?!"

Long Zheng Yang walked out of the Dreamy Smoky Restaurant in a daze, looking like a completely different person. Ye Wuchen patted his shoulder as he calmly asked, "Want to go drink?"

"Drink?" Long Zheng Yang nodded. His lips twitched, but he couldn't bring himself to smile. He pulled Ye Wuchen up and walked to the restaurant across the street.