Chapter 392: Yunxi’s intuition (1/2)

Chapter 392: Yunxi’s intuition

The winter wind chilled one to the bones. As Han Yunxi recoiled from the cold, Long Feiye finally realized that she was only clothed in her under robes and hadn’t even bothered with a cloak. He surveyed her from head to toe before pulling her inside with an unhappy lecture. “Why so scandalous?”

Han Yunxi had been waiting the whole night for him to come back. She had rushed out without thinking at the sound of the door because she was impatient! But she gave up on explaining when she knew it’d be useless. Ever since she saw his reaction to her taking off her stockings, she knew he was extremely sensitive to matters like these.

There was a warm stove inside the room that instantly banished the chill, but Long Feiye still took off his outer robes and tossed them to Han Yunxi. “Put those on.”

Despite his dressing down, he was actually doting on her. Han Yunxi saw Long Feiye’s icy face and enjoyed his bitter expression as if it were malt sugar. She happily draped the robes over her shoulders and fastened it around her neck, surrounded by his scent.

“What else did that man say?” Long Feiye was very interested in the white-robed gentleman’s affairs.

“I asked if he was from the Shadow Clan, and he said he’d tell me when we met next time,” Han Yunxi told the truth.

“In other words, he’ll come again?” Long Feiye said, but his private thoughts were that the high level expert he’d sensed nearby over these recent days was the Shadow Clan member after all. Long before, at the black market, he’d felt the man’s existence when they spent the night at the Lin Clan’s grain shop. The sensation vanished when they arrived at the disaster region, but it came back after they moved into the senior provincial official’s estate.

“Probably,” Han Yunxi said before lowering her voice. “Your Highness, that person seems to be avoiding you on purpose?”

Naturally, Long Feiye had long realized this himself. But he never expected Han Yunxi to ask him about it. It was just like when she was digging into the Shadow Clan and asking him directly whether she was the West Qin imperial orphan. If there came a day when she knew all my secrets, would she still ask me these questions so innocently?

“He’s saved you once, so your lordship still needs to thank him. There’s no need for him to hide,” Long Feiye remarked.

“How about I ask him about it the next time he drops by?” Han Yunxi was lost to the reasons as well. There was no way that the white-robed man would behave as atrociously as Gu Qishao, who not only took liberties with her, but provoked Long Feiye in turn with repeated schemes. It was only natural for Gu Qishao to avoid Long Feiye at all costs, but the white-robed man really had no reason for his actions! Han Yunxi couldn’t help but think there was a secret hidden there.

Finally, she joked, “Your Highness, could it be that you actually bear a grudge against the Shadow Clan?”

“How could I when I’ve never met them?” Long Feiye retorted.

Han Yunxi grinned. “But if Your Highness was the East Qin imperial orphan by chance, then you’d have plenty of reason to hold a grudge!” That would be the only possibility, as the East Qin Dynasty had died by the West Qin Dynasty’s hands. Internal conflicts in the past had destroyed both families and brought an end to their entire kingdoms. The two imperial clans both possessed a deep set hatred for each other. Naturally, the Shadow Clan’s enmity against the East Qin imperial clan matched that of their masters, the West Qin.

For a second, Long Feiye’s eyes flashed with ice sharp enough to cut; unfortunately, Han Yunxi didn’t notice.

“Do you think that’s possible?” he asked frostily.

Han Yunxi laughed. She was only joking, after all. If that was the truth, then how could Long Feiye ever let her get close to him? Moreover, why would the white-robed man allow her to stay by Long Feiye’s side?

“Your Highness, is there any news of Mute Granny?” Han Yunxi’s true motive for going inside was to ask this question. Three months had passed without any sign of her. If they still couldn’t find her, then there’d be little chance of seeing her again.

Long Feiye replied without the slightest hesitation, “I’m afraid we won’t even be able to find her bones.” His words implied that Mute Granny was probably dead. Han Yunxi gave Long Feiye a piercing look as her bright eyes dimmed.

Finally, she muttered to herself, “How are we supposed to explain this to Mu Linger?”

Mute Granny wasn’t the only clue, because what she knew was probably something the Mu Clan head Mu Yingdong knew as well. They simply didn’t want to reveal too much to the man himself. Compared to her birth secret, Han Yunxi was more concerned with Mute Granny herself. She would never forget how the old woman had shed tears upon realizing the connection between her and Mu Xin. Those eyes had long resigned themselves to hopelessness until she came. Then they’d been rekindled with hope and anticipation. Mu Linger’s accusation hadn’t been wrong–she had to take responsibility if anything happened to Mute Granny.

“Your Highness, have we found those attackers yet?” Han Yunxi asked, her eyes flashing with hate. Anyone who hid in the shadows should target her instead if they had the guts. Why bully a mute and deaf granny who’d suffered for half her life?

“No,” Long Feiye was very succinct.

“Not a single clue after three months? How is Chu Xifeng doing his job?” Han Yunxi was getting a little angry.

After a pause, Long Feiye simply changed the topic. “It’s getting late, you should go to bed.”