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The housekeeper naturally knew who he was talking about, and hurriedly supported him while saying, "Master Yan, he is gone."

Xie Lian was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Good riddance, good riddance"

After saying that, he pushed away the hands of the butler and Wei Ran and walked in with unsteady steps.

"Wei Ran, today is the Prime Minister's birthday. The Prime Minister doesn't seem happy. The mansion has prepared everything. What should we do?"

Every year on his birthday, the prime minister is in a bad mood and doesn't allow a grand celebration, but it can't be skipped either. The housekeeper was so anxious that he kept spinning in circles.

Wei Ran looked at his Prime Minister's departing back with complicated eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Uncle Mao, let's talk about it tomorrow. No one should mess with the Prime Minister today."

Wei Ran was the prime minister's confidant, and even he said so. The butler immediately called a few people over and gave them instructions, asking them to serve carefully and not disturb the prime minister.

As night fell, a drizzle began to fall from the sky. A moment later, lightning roared and heavy rain poured down.

The new house had not been renovated yet, and Xie Lian was still resting in the room next to Yan Kuan's previous room.

He pushed open the door and watched quietly for a long time the raindrops falling from the eaves to the ground. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Regardless of getting wet in the heavy rain, he went out and went to Yan Kuan's room.

Without lighting the lamp, Xie Lian looked at the furnishings in the room for a while. He could not help but smash the blue and white porcelain vase on the table, broke the black gold inkstone, and pushed down the screen. The shrill lightning illuminated the room for a moment.

At this moment, a deep voice came through the rain: "What are you doing?"

Xie Lian was startled and suddenly looked towards the door. Heavy rain was pouring in with the wind. Yan Kuan’s tall figure came in from outside and closed the door.

Xie Lian moved his fingers slightly, picked up the teacup on the table and threw it over: "Get out!"

Yan Kuan didn't dodge and was hit in the chest by the porcelain cup. His face turned ugly. He took something out of his arms and put it on the table:

"You don't have to chase me away. I'm leaving now. I found this orchid grass in the mountains before. It can cure your physical weakness. I wanted to give it to you as a birthday gift. It's up to you whether you want it or not."

Having said that, he turned around to open the door and leave.

Seeing this, Xie Lian’s eyes turned red, misty and dark, with a hint of sadness in them…

Seeing that Yan Kuan had his hand on the door, he could no longer bear it and wanted to go over to stop him, but he stumbled and hit the table and fell to the ground.

Yan Kuan turned around upon hearing the noise, his pupils dilated, and he hurried over to embrace him. Only then did he smell the alcohol on Xie Lian, and his brows furrowed.

"You are weak, why do you drink so much?"

There was a subtle hint of concern in his blaming tone.

"Don't bother me. Don't you like that woman? Why did you come back?"

Xie Lian’s voice was icy and piercing, making Yan Kuan unhappy: “Who said I like her? Besides, what does it have to do with you whether I like her or not?”

As soon as these words came out, Xie Lian felt extremely bitter. He looked up at Yan Kuan sadly, his lips moving as he bit down tightly to hold back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

It didn't matter that he raised his head. The lightning illuminated Xie Lian's pale face. His thick and black eyelashes were clearly visible, trembling slightly and holding tears. His whole body was like a precious glass jade that would shatter at the slightest touch.

Yan Kuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, both sour and painful.

No matter how slow he was, he finally understood a little bit. He was shocked. About Xie Lian, about himself...

I couldn't help it and gently hugged this fragile person into my arms... "Don't cry, it's my fault"

Xie Lian seemed to be comforted and stimulated at the same time. His body trembled slightly and he actually cried out loud in front of Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan had never felt such a pang of pain in his heart before. He was even more clumsy with his words than usual. He kept apologizing and coaxing him, then patting him gently on the back with his big hands.

The ground was cold due to the rain, and Yan Kuan was afraid that he couldn't bear it, so he picked him up and put him on the bed. He stood up and wanted to pour him a glass of water, but Xie Lian grabbed his collar, sat on the bed and looked up at him, his eyes shining with water, and slowly moved closer.

……

The next day, the rain stopped early in the morning.

Yan Kuan was standing by the bed with his eyes half closed, and was kicked and fell off the bed.

Yan Kuan suddenly woke up and quickly got up. Seeing Xie Lian's grim face on the bed, he said distressedly:

"I'm so heavy, why are you kicking me? I can just roll down by myself. Does your foot hurt?"

As she said this, she was about to lift the quilt to show him her feet.

Xie Lian glared at him like a ferocious beast: “Go away? Where are you going? Are you getting married at the Duke of Zhenguo’s mansion?”

Yan Kuan knelt in front of the bed and shook his head like a rattle. After a moment, he leaned in and said flatteringly, "Don't I have you now?"

Xie Lian’s face became hot due to him making it hot, so he turned his face towards the bed.

After thinking for a while, his voice became a little hoarse: "Then how are you going to deal with it? The Duke of Zhenguo is not someone who is easily rejected."

He is a notoriously stubborn person in the capital. Who dares to refuse him? If he uses threats or bribes, Yan Kuan will not...

Yan Kuan stood up and sat beside the bed. He took in Xie Lian's complicated expression and immediately raised his hand and swore, "I, Yan Kuan, will only love Xie Lian in this life, and I will never change until I die."

Xie Lian looked at him in surprise, his eyes filled with emotion, and he stammered, "Me too, I will stay with you till death."

Yan Kuan hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I've already thought of an excuse. My wife is unparalleled in the world. Who wants to be that old man's son-in-law?"

Xie Lian was so delighted by his coaxing that he couldn't help but bury his head in his arms, with a happy smile on his face.