The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 399 Snowstorm is Coming

Watching her son's figure gradually walking away, Mrs. Xie Hou burst into tears and could no longer hold back and trotted after him.

But looking at Xie Zhiyan's lonely and resolute back, she opened her mouth, her lips trembling, but in the end she said nothing.

She knew very well that saying too much would only make her son feel more guilty and embarrassed.

At this time, Xie Song, the Marquis of Yong'an, came over and silently hugged his sad and reluctant wife to comfort her.

The next morning, the news that Xie Zhiyan had left the Yong'an Marquis Mansion and the Xie family spread throughout the capital, like a bolt of thunder, instantly causing an uproar in the capital.

In the streets and alleys, in teahouses and taverns, men, women, young and old, everyone was talking about this matter...

"Hey, have you heard? That favored son of heaven, the Dali Temple Minister Xie Zhiyan, has actually asked to leave the clan!"

"What? How is this possible! He's the only son of the Marquis of Yong'an. How could he do such a thing?"

"It's a rumor! It must be a rumor! Be careful if you spread it around or you'll be arrested by the Dali Temple."

"That's not certain. Even the beggars on the street were saying this morning that he'd even resigned from his position as Supreme Court Justice. Doesn't that mean he's completely severing ties with the Yong'an Marquisate?"

"Oh, is this true? Is there some hidden secret behind this?"

"I heard that Lord Xie offended the tyrant in the palace and was suspended from his duties several days ago. The Dali Temple had already expelled him..."

"Shh, keep your voice down! You dare to gossip about that person in the palace? Are you trying to save your life?"

"Tsk tsk... What a shame! The most ruthless official in the Great Sheng Dynasty, the noble and elegant flower in the hearts of the women in the capital, has fallen from the altar like this..."

"Hey, who says it's not?"

"..."

For a time, all kinds of speculations and rumors about Xie Zhiyan were spreading like wildfire, causing an uproar in the city.

The boiling scene was comparable to the Chinese New Year, and in an instant it overshadowed the discussion of the emperor and empress's wedding.

Zhao Yi, who was living a life of debauchery in Xunhuan Tower, rushed out to find Xie Zhiyan as soon as he heard the news.

At this time, in a large mansion in the capital.

"Thank you banquet!"

"Are you crazy?"

"Just for a woman?" Zhao Yi tightly grasped the collar of Xie Zhiyan's shirt, stared at him with wide eyes, and roared.

"What kind of woman do you want? I don't have any in Xunhuanlou?!"

"Have you forgotten how much effort you've put in to get to where you are today?"

"Now, all this is gone, and you just say no?"

Xie Zhiyan lowered his eyes and looked at him, smiling faintly: "I know very well what I am doing."

Zhao Yi was furious, gritting his teeth and saying, "Originally, I thought you were just a stubborn teenager, your love was just stirring, so it was inevitable that you got carried away. I didn't know you were just completely out of your mind!"

After saying that, he loosened Xie Zhiyan's collar.

Xie Zhiyan turned around and walked to the table and sat down. He poured a cup of hot tea for Zhao Yi and said calmly, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Just pretend you haven't been here today, and don't interfere in future matters."

Zhao Yi was speechless when he saw Xie Zhiyan, who was unyielding.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Xie Zhiyan with a cold face and said through gritted teeth, "Xie Zhiyan, I am doing this for your own good because of our long-standing friendship. Don't be ungrateful!"

"Tomorrow is the Emperor and Empress' wedding. Don't tell me you're going to snatch her away in public?"

Xie Zhiyan looked calm. He picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and did not answer.

Zhao Yi looked stunned, staring at him intently, and said in an unbelievable tone: "Crazy, crazy... You are simply crazy!"

"Brother, after so many years, I've only just discovered that you're still an utterly infatuated person!"

As he spoke, looking at Xie Zhiyan's indifferent expression, his face became increasingly ugly.

"Young Master, wait and see when you'll regret it one day!"

Xie Zhiyan slowly put down the teacup in his hand and spoke word by word, "I won't regret it."

"you!"

"There's no hope!"

Zhao Yi was so angry that he threw his robe away and left without looking back.

After Zhao Yi left, Xie Zhiyan stood up and walked into the courtyard alone...

The cold wind blew up his clothes, bringing a chill.

Xie Zhiyan looked up at the sky. The dark clouds were hanging low, as if they would fall at any time.

It looks like another snowstorm is coming...

"It looks like it's going to snow..." Xie Zhiyan murmured softly, his voice so light that it was almost inaudible under the sound of the wind.

In fact, he was the one who specifically ordered the news to be released in the capital.

The purpose was to let everyone know that Xie Zhiyan would have nothing to do with the Yong'an Marquis Mansion and the Xie family in the future.

At that time, the imperial palace.

Inside Taiji Palace.

When Ji Wuyuan learned that Xie Zhiyan had left the Yong'an Marquis Mansion and the Xie clan, his eyes darkened slightly.

He looked at Jiang Wantang, who had already fallen asleep on the couch due to exhaustion. A complex emotion was revealed in his deep and dark eyes.

Last night, the two of them had another passionate lovemaking session. He held her waist tightly, watching the charming crabapple blossom beneath him passionately, emitting waves of enchanting fragrance...

It seemed that only at times like this could he truly feel her by his side.

Only at this time could he avoid facing her cold and disgusted eyes and sharp words.

But he knew better than anyone that all of this... was forced upon him...

He thought, considering how much Jiang Wantang disliked him now, if someone took her away, she would definitely leave without looking back...

Just thinking about this, Ji Wuyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if being pricked by countless needles.

He walked over to the dragon couch, his eyes set on Jiang Wantang, who was sleeping on the couch. He saw the traces of love on her body, and her quiet and gentle face...

Ji Wuyuan stared at her without blinking, the emotions in his eyes were strong and complex, including attachment, guilt, sadness... and a hint of indescribable uneasiness and fear.

He slowly leaned over and gently embraced Jiang Wantang in his arms...

Her body was soft and warm, with a light and charming fragrance.

Ji Wuyuan buried his face in her neck, greedily inhaling the sweet fragrance coming from her body, which slightly relieved the pain from the needle pricks and the uneasy mood.

His arms tightened slightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Jiang Wantang would really leave, even though she was already asleep.

Ji Wuyuan didn't slow down his strength until the person in his arms felt uncomfortable, frowned, and moved.

He whispered softly in her ear in a low voice: "Tang'er, don't leave me, I won't allow it."

After hugging for an unknown amount of time, Ji Wuyuan reluctantly left.

But after walking out of the bedroom, Ji Wuyuan's dark eyes were filled with gloomy and terrifying coldness.

He will be getting married tomorrow, and he will never allow anyone to take his Tang'er away.

Meanwhile, outside the capital, a small group of people had already arrived at full speed...