Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 161 - Untitled

Chapter 161: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When ng Fuyao was finally released and awoken by a certain soone, she only saw Zhangsun Wuji’s back leaning against the bed as he stared at the moon, his long hair in ripples behind him and his breathing steady and calm. When he heard the sound of her sitting up, without turning around, he said gently,

“Fuyao.”

ng Fuyao hardened her face, refusing to reply.

“Princess Lotus is not my fiancée.”

ng Fuyao was stunned for a mont.

Following that, she gave a cold laugh and said, “Zhangsun Wuji, you shouldn’t be so stubborn even if you want to shirk responsibility. This is the Five Region Continent, you’re the prince of the most powerful country, and she’s the princess of the most powerful country. Based on her status, if that wasn’t the truth, how could she have faced a complete stranger and said that she was your fiancée?”

The more she thought, the more ridiculous it felt and she laughed until her teeth were showing as she reached out a hand, grabbed Zhangsun Wuji’s arm and bit down viciously.

“I’ll bite you to death, you lying, black-hearted prince, who knows who you’ve cheated, number one crook in the Five Region Continent…”

Zhangsun Wuji let her continue biting him as he smiled mildly. “Ah, it hurts.”

‘Pain his ass!’ ng Fuyao simply couldn’t bite down to begin with. Zhangsun Wuji’s skin was not steel-like like Zhan Beiye’s, but inner energy surrounded every inch of his body, and when ng Fuyao bit down, she felt the inner energy rebound against her teeth and rubbing her sore teeth, she angrily let go of his hand and cursed, “Do you really think she’s just boy crazy, not caring about her pride and status to just grab a man and anyhow claim to be his fiancée…”

“She’s really just boy crazy.”

A simple sentence elicited a response more shocking than thunder as ng Fuyao instantly jumped up, her voice even changing as she asked, “What?”

Zhangsun Wuji turned around. Although it was only a difference of a period, he actually suddenly looked sowhat exhausted, his face slightly pale under the moonlight, slightly translucent like jade. He replied mildly, “Princess Lotus, isn’t a normal girl.”

ng Fuyao glared at him, not noticing his expression. She was thunderstruck by his reply earlier and asked again, “What do you an?”

“I should put it this way, Princess Lotus isn’t a girl you can use ordinary girls in the Five Region Continent to compare with. She may look kind and benevolent, but actually, she’s extrely petty and paranoid. Her religiousness is also more or less just to adjust her temperant,” Zhangsun Wuji raised his eyebrows as he continued, “I still prefer to call her Feng Jingfan, and indeed I was once engaged to Feng Jingfan, and I once used a hand-drawn map of Xuanji as an engagent gift, but after that, I broke off the engagent.”

“Ah?”

“My breaking off the engagent caused quite a bit of trouble. Back then, Father was critically ill, and there was uncertainty within the nation. All the officials were uneasy, and I was still young and inexperienced then, not ready to serve the nation. The neighboring nation, Fufeng, was watching us closely and waiting for an opportune mont and I intended to head out to resolve the external problems. However, Father was afraid of offending Xuanji, worried that Xuanji would form an alliance with Fufeng and go against Wuji. Yet, I was adamant on breaking off the engagent, and hence used several tactics, forcing Xuanji’s leader to finally agree to it, but he made a single request to .”

“Mn?”

“He said, Feng Jingfan has been different from the others since young and adding on to the fact that she had a deep infatuation with and would not marry anyone else, the blow from having the engagent broken off be publicly announced might cause her to want to end her life. Thus, we only agreed to break it off in secret and wait until Feng Jingfan got older and found soone else to fill her heart with before letting the princess announce it publicly to the seven nations. Before that happens, he requested that for the sake of the Feng clan and the princess’s life, to keep it a secret.”

“Did you agree?”

“Firstly, it’s because at the ti the situation in the nation was unstable and we couldn’t afford to offend Xuanji. Secondly, I was still young then; I felt that I was at fault and that the princess was pitiable, that a girl wouldn’t be able to bear the burden so as a man I had to bear it, and agreed. I only requested that they return the map of Xuanji.”

“Did they return it?”

“No?” Zhangsun Wuji’s smile looked slightly cold as he said, “Xuanji’s leader made many excuses, first saying that the map was with the princess and that she treasured it a lot, taking it back would harm her life. After that, they said that the map was missing and not in the palace, and they promised that they would find it back. In the end, after searching for so many years, not even a shadow could be found.”

ng Fuyao was biting her finger, still in shock, and she asked skeptically, “Feng Jingfan really doesn’t know that you’ve already broken off the engagent?”

“I doubt that she doesn’t know,” replied Zhangsun Wuji, “I tried testing her. From the looks of it, she probably already knows sothing, but pretends not to know.”

ng Fuyao mumbled, “You’re twenty-six and still unmarried, and she’s not young anymore either, yet she’s willing to wait around like this, could it be that she’s waiting for you to have a change of heart?”

Zhangsun Wuji smiled without saying anything. It was a silent consent.

ng Fuyao rubbed her face, thinking, ‘No wonder Zhangsun Wuji never ntioned about this matter. There was never a fiancée in his heart to begin with.’

She thought of another question and asked, “You haven’t said why you wanted to break off the engagent?”

Zhangsun Wuji fell silent for a mont before responding, “I t soone else.”

“Nonsense!” ng Fuyao imdiately shot back, “Don’t use your feelings for as an excuse, you hadn’t even t when you requested to break off the engagent.”

“That engagent was a mistake.” Zhangsun Wuji looked at her intently and said, “Since it was wrong, I have to correct it no matter what.”

ng Fuyao snorted and said, “How is eting not your mistake… Nevermind, let’s not ntion that, oh right, you’re actually an arbitrator for the True Martial Arts et. I heard Yun Hen ntion that you put on a good show at the Tiansha border. I didn’t get the chance to ask him, but it’s the sa asking you, what good show did you put on?”

“Isn’t it just sending away a certain soone who made you jealous?” Zhangsun Wuji smiled as he twirled her hair slowly around his finger. “She said that a divine disciple of the Buddha was born in Tiansha and I insisted that there wasn’t. Getting rid of a nation may not be that easy, but getting rid of a ‘divine disciple’ is a simple task.”

“Why would I be jealous? Zhangsun Wuji, your greatest flaw is that you are too narcissistic.” ng Fuyao thought for a mont and couldn’t help but sigh as she sat down on the bed and hugged her knees. She said, “It sounds very reasonable, fine, Zhangsun Wuji, I forgive you for your lie.”

Her nonchalant tone made Zhangsun Wuji crack a smile. Under the moonlight and the darkness, that smile was strikingly beautiful, and ng Fuyao’s heart skipped a beat as she cursed silently…’That destructively handso man…’

Zhangsun Wuji turned around, pressing his forehead softly against hers, his breath tickling her face. He cupped ng Fuyao’s face gently and smiled. “Fuyao, I love your brightness the most. I want to keep you like this and never let you have to shed any of that brilliant light because of worldly conflict.”

The night was quiet and the cool evening wind of the sumr carried a faint fragrance. One could hear the sound of crickets chirping under the window, their sounds lding into a long, soft tone, and the faint breathing amid close contact as the sound of their heartbeats drowned away the rest of the night’s symphony.

After a long ti, ng Fuyao awkwardly patted his hand away and turned around as she rasped, “Go away, pervert, don’t take advantage of .”

Zhangsun Wuji ignored her. “Don’t be too urgent to be touched, I haven’t finished speaking… I don’t like it when you don’t an what you say.”

“What?” ng Fuyao raised her eyebrows, ‘Have I? Have I? Have I?’

Zhangsun Wuji reached out a finger and lightly traced her cheek. Softly, he said, “A certain soone seems to have once promised that, no matter what happens, she would always, believe , understand , and not be misled or swayed by those matters.” His voice was extrely gentle, and his tone carried equal parts mirth and equal parts warmth. He ran his finger lightly through her hair. “In the end… Did you do it?”

‘Eh, what a villain, countering the mont I retreated one step and shifting the bla so quickly.’

Alas, ng Fuyao was willing to tolerate anything except being taken advantage of. She squatted on the bed and thought carefully back to the conversation at the inn in the Hua Region. Suddenly, she started sniggering suspiciously and retorted, “You’re trying to twist anings again, I seem not to have promised you anything back then.”

Zhangsun Wuji laughed. Delightedly, ng Fuyao said, “Who asked you to win all the ti, you should lose once too.”

“Fuyao, you’re wrong.” Zhangsun Wuji lay down beside her. Slowly stroking her ssy hair, he said mildly, “It seems like I’m always winning, but actually… against you, I’ve always been the one who loses.”

Who loves, who loses.

That kind of wholehearted trust, that kind of long-lasting feeling, that kind of banter, that kind of tentative yearning.

Within that kind of love, there was a kind of unspoken, excruciating tornt.

And the reason why it would hurt, was only because he cared.

ng Fuyao sucked in a breath lightly. In that instance, her chest suddenly started hurting again, that familiar, long-absent pain which burned through her ridians like a fiery blaze. Her eyebrows knitted together as she moved back slightly, sighing inwardly and reminding herself, ‘Lock your feelings, lock your feelings.’

Zhangsun Wuji seed to have sensed it as well. Turning to glance at her, he did not say anything more, but simply reached an arm across her and pulled the blanket over her. He said, “Tiansha has a cold climate, even though it’s sumr, you should use a blanket at night, don’t catch a cold.”

ng Fuyao thought it was fine as well. With a blanket, she could avoid easy skin contact through their thin clothing. Not wanting to let that person help her, she pulled the blanket halfway over and said loudly, “Naturally, I too am afraid of catching a cold.”

ng Fuyao was resolute, but Zhangsun Wuji said lowly, “You don’t have to feel bad for , do you think I can’t take care of myself?”

ng Fuyao’s tiny conscience was once again pulled out by that heartless prince, and she could only scrounge her nose and remain quiet. Suddenly, she spotted Lord Yuan Bao on the table scampering towards them with a huge pile of things on his back, before coming to a halt in front of them.

ng Fuyao was surprised, but Zhangsun Wuji said, “Yuan Bao says he has a good show for to watch.” Pulling ng Fuyao towards him, he shared with her half a pillow and said, “Co, together.”

ng Fuyao was deathly curious and so settled down comfortably to watch, and then… was angered until her nose was crooked.

It truly was a ‘good show’!

Lord Yuan Bao stood on the table and faced the two of them, first raising his short paws and simulated the movents of a snake, and then suddenly punching the air, pretending to beat up sobody, before jumping up and acting out a “vicious scolding”. Finally, he waved his paw around and acted beating soone up again.

ng Fuyao already understood; he was complaining, he was saying that the two-headed snake from the night pond was silently advancing, that his well-intentioned warning was misunderstood by her. ‘This petty and narrow-hearted hamster, haven’t I already apologized to him!’

Smiling, Zhangsun Wuji said, “Yuanbao, common folk have the vision of a mouse, it is inevitable that they would not understand your wisdom.”

ng Fuyao was speechless. Who was he scolding?

Lord Yuan Bao nodded his head vigorously and wriggled his plump behind, letting the pile of things on his back fall in a heap. He first pulled out a small teapot and placed it on the table, then he grabbed a needle.

Carrying the smooth and shiny needle, he hacked and slashed at the teapot, and following that he threw the needle aside forcefully and lunged at the teapot, its paws grabbing onto the lid. After that, he stood there firmly, looking up, not saying anything.